How can I let you be reviled by the world? You should be in the spotlight of tens of thousands of people...... You must not love me, as long as I can secretly...... That's enough...... But...... I...... I wish you could love me too...... I really ......."

Really love you......

Who is it...... Canghai turned over in confusion, raised the sleeves of his shirt that were tightly clutched, and hung them down again. Because it was clenched too tightly. Spread my fingers and felt a long, silky strand of cold hair that spread over my pillow. Who's so sad to ...... so late......

Who?

The light is full of mule, and the mist is not sunny.

The new swallow is muddy, and the cooking smoke promotes farming.

The sea woke up faintly. To wake up is to wake up, but not to open your eyes. I still felt that the inside of my hand was hard, and after touching it, I remembered that it was the lacquer box that the divine doctor stuffed into him after the incident last night. So a miserable fog and clouds of sorrow swirled around my heart. He wanted to go back to sleep, and he listened to the bustle outside the window, and wanted to see the hour, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a man sitting in his bed.

"Ah!" Canghai sat up violently, the man came to help him violently, and the two forces came suddenly, only to hear the sound of "bang", Canghai's forehead touched the mouth and nose of the divine doctor.

The two of them snorted at the same time. Canghai touched his head and grinned in pain, and the divine doctor covered his nose and bled profusely. Canghai opened his eyes and looked stunned, his lips opened slightly, and he frowned and closed his eyebrows.

The divine doctor was hit so that his nose was sore, and his eyes were red, and he looked at Canghai and said painfully: "Don't you even ask me if I'm okay?" A mouth, blood flowed out of his mouth again. "Oh......!" the divine doctor screamed softly, wiping the blood and saying, "It's bad, it's a ...... retribution."

Raising his eyes to see Canghai twisting his eyebrows and embarrassed but smiling expression, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Hey, I'm like this, don't you still plan to talk to me?"

Canghai only looked at him in a daze, and his mind was very strange. One Qi was sad last night, two Qi this morning's ghost is not gone, and Sanqi is not gone, is it still early in the morning.

But seeing that his clothes have changed, why did he go back? Canghai pouted. Cut, and wear mine again. With a sigh, he beckoned to him to get out of bed and told him to lie down, and put a pillow on his neck so that his head was thrown back. Trying to regain the sleeve that was grabbed by the red-nosed ghost, he got out of bed and walked a few steps suddenly.

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Raise your left foot to see, it actually disappeared overnight.

So he pouted angrily. It is really contradictory that I hope that the evidence of the crime will last longer, and that the sick body will not add new pain. When I got down to freshen up, I heard the doctor call "white" twice in the bed tent, and I didn't pay attention to him, but changed my shirt and tied my hair, and the doctor lay down and hummed by himself.

Seeing that the ink that the doctor had ground last night on the case had not yet dried up, he simply sat down and filled up the file first.

"Melons, songbirds, phoenixes.

In the "Classic of Mountains and Seas, the Great Wilderness of the West", there is the mountain of Yizhou, the bird of the five picks looks up to the sky, the name is called the songbird, and there is the wind of Baile singing.

First, the dragon gave birth to nine sons, and the sex is different. It is a mythical beast, because its nature is close to good, and its pro-evil, although the dragon son is also evil. 」

Although Canghai has been often read recently, it seems to have a comprehension when it is written here. After thinking about it carefully, he put pen to paper and said silently:

"Although the little melon is a phoenix, it is not a phoenix, and because of its evil nature, it has not been a holy bird for a long time.

The sound of the original song is clear and peaceful, and now there is no auspicious sound.

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