Chapter 4996

Chen quickly smiled at kissI and said, "OK, don't stay on the board. Follow me, one by one."

On Thursday, Keith was so happy that she reached out and took the flying talisman thrown by Mo Lian. She clapped her body quickly, and then rose up in the air.

I thought I would use my magic power to fly. Now I use flying talisman to know that it's a blessing in misfortune.

When the wind blows and the rain blows in the sky of forgetting Sichuan, everyone feels a little sad

It's too hard!

……

In that compartment, when the arbor sleeps in the middle of the night, he is suddenly awakened by a nightmare. He sits up in a hurry, curls up his legs with the quilt in his arms, and frowns at his delicate brow.

Inexplicably, I dreamed that my husband was on the sea for help.

It must be a dream in the night. How could my husband hold her thigh and sob like a little pity?

Illusion! affirmative.

The little face grinned.

The goods lie down again, toss and turn on the bed for a while, only listening to the rustling rain outside the window accompanied by the whirring wind, making it hard for people to calm down.

The little face slumped up.

I can't sleep anymore

"They are not really determined by the broken moon. They have bad luck at sea, right?" He said a word to himself, jumped out of bed and put on his shoes, then walked out.

Outside the rain is quite big, a faint flute sound, if it seems to be sent into the wind, it is like crying for a long time.

The tree quietly went out of the door, took out an umbrella of ink mountain painting from the inner boundary, and went all the way along with the sound of the flute.

Standing in the intermittent rain, the arbor looks at the figure in the pavilion that is often dressed in plain color, but feels that his back is bleak, which seems to have endless sadness.

Tree heart slightly hesitates, but still can't help stepping into the pavilion.

The man suddenly turned around, a pair of peach blossom eyes, fixed on her.

His clothes are very thin, standing in the wind, surrounded by a lonely quiet, as if heaven and earth long space only left him alone.

The figure is thin and long, with continuous black silk. Holding a bamboo flute tightly, when looking at the tree, the black pupils are swarthy, which makes people feel tight and tight.

"Wake you up?" He smiled at her apologetically.

Silence for three seconds, the two said in unison, "I can't sleep."

So look at it with a smile.

"Today is the hundred day sacrifice of mother."

"The day she left, as it is today, was the same. It rained heavily and kept on going. Like It's a hole in the sky. "

It's your own heart that has been pierced. It's under the heart of arbor.

Duan Yue gently raised his hand and brushed his sleeve across the round table in the pavilion. His fingers caressed the cold desk.

"I always knew that."

"She's just an ordinary person. One day, I'll go first."

"Life is like this. From the day when you were born, you will always experience loss, loss and loss, until there is nothing else that can make you lose."

"How can I be so obsessed that I always think in my heart whether I can save everything if I arrive a moment earlier that day?"

"However..."

"We have no if."

Small face paralysis stands behind him, listening silently, small hand involuntarily then slightly clenched tightly.

Who has no obsession?

Everyone has it. It depends on how you deal with it.

"No one wants to be alone if there is a glimmer of hope."