Wen Qiong was suddenly curious, so he and Qiu Liang drove for an hour and climbed the mountain for ten minutes. It was true that Qiu Liang took Wen Qiong to relax. It was also true that he wanted to come here to find inspiration for his new play. When he arrived at Yuelao temple, he took out his camera and kept shooting. He had no time to take care of Wen Qiong, who had come to such a crowded place for the first time.

Wenqiong disliked the crowded places and noisy places. He began to feel bored. He should not come to this breathless place because of his curiosity.

The moment he turned to go, he bumped into a delicate and soft body in his arms.

What is it like?

Soft enough to want him to be embedded in the body, so sweet that he wants to hold the fragrance that he keeps taking Wen Qiong couldn't find any other words to describe her mood at the moment.

She quickly withdrew from his arms. "I'm sorry, sir."

Well Her voice, also Wan turn, hear want him to press her hard under the body, listen to her cry for mercy.

For the first time, Wen Qiong had this uncontrollable feeling, which was strange, so he felt at first at a loss. Then, he instinctively felt that the sudden strangeness was uncontrollable, and he always did not like the uncontrollable taste.

But today, all his dislikes, all his rational calculations, announced his departure from him.

He wants this woman.

And this woman, in his thoughts when the rush has left.

Qiu Liang did not know when he came and said, "the one who just ran away I just met her agent, so she must be the summer scenery. "

"Summer scenery..." Wen Qiong silently read the name, his hand slowly on his chest, the chest of that heart is beating violently, in urging him to quickly catch the girl.

Don't worry.

He told himself that she couldn't escape.

Because of the emotional fluctuation, Wen Qiong returned to the hospital. The doctor said that his illness had worsened. Qiu Liang blamed himself. He felt that he had made Wen Qiong's illness more serious.

Wen Qiong didn't say it was none of his business. Sometimes a person's guilt is a good thing to use.

He began to write letters in the hospital, and began to find the man in the next ward. He slowly told his feelings that he had no place to vent. It was like that when they were chatting together more than ten years ago, Wen Qiong slowly said, and the man listened patiently. The difference is, the comatose man is People will never answer him again.

After a few months, Wen Qiong's condition became more serious, Qiu Liang also told him with a look of pain that his father finally could not bear to die.

Winjune comforted him, "your father would not like to see you sad."

Another month later, Qiu Liang came out of the pain. With a grateful smile, he said to Wen Qiong, "thank you for comforting me these days. You are right. People always have to look forward."

No, he won't look forward.

Winjune felt a panic.

Qiu Liang is so sad, but after a period of time, he can smile again. Time can really dilute everything.

But what if he dies?

Scenery does not know his existence, even if only this can be sad for a short time, she will not cry for him, or even never put his name in her heart.

Wen Qiong was not reconciled.

One day, in the dead of night, he made a decision.

He wants to take her away with him, out of this boring world.

So, everything, at this moment, began to crumble.

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