string sound dream lovesickness

In May [-], the whole-people party consolidation basically ended.

Even though they never cared about politics at that time, they could occasionally hear from the whispered conversations of people around them that after several years, the murderer so-and-so was finally caught somewhere in the deep forest.What kind of policy has come out from above, what should be planted in the field this time... There are too many bits and pieces.The only thing Mo Qingxian remembers is that on June [-]th, he met with Korosets, a member of the Central Presidium of the Union of Yugoslav Communists.

He and Meng Yuannian were still walking back to their residence that night. They discussed that they would leave for Beijing after the fifteenth day, and calculated how much money they had in hand. How long the prefix is.

"League of Communists of Yugoslavia..." Mo Qingxian even clearly remembered that he repeated the name to Meng Yuannian with a smile, even halfway through, a group of people rushed out of his eyes and rushed towards them.Meng Yuannian immediately realized that he took his hand and turned around and ran. That night was as cold as the moon, and the shadows on the ground were illuminated in detail. Meng Yuannian's hair was blown on his face by the wind, like needle pricks.

They ran into a dead end, and Meng Yuannian took whatever he could touch and threw it at the people behind him, pushing him into the corner and kicking left and right in the crowd alone, struggling to deal with the seemingly endless crowd inside.His screaming voice was hoarse, and he shouted for help: "Come on, help! Help!"

His voice was drowned in those cursing and screaming. He was still hearing how peaceful the world is now, how many wicked people have been suppressed and arrested, and he still heard that there is no need to go to school to pick up his children home now. How reassuring, but at this moment the reality came out and slapped him.Not only was it hit on the face, but it was also violently pumped in his heart, making him dizzy, tinnitus, and deaf.

A lingling cold light came towards the place where Mo Qingxian was hiding. Before Mo Qingxian could yell out, he rushed over to block him behind him. Live the silent night, coaxed into the cochlea like thunder.

"No, it's fatal!"

"Grass, who the hell told you to be so thorny, I told you to hold a scary one!" A panicked curse came from the crowd in front of him: "Master Cao said that you will live without seeing blood, your fucking head is caught by the door!" Already!!"

"Damn, hurry up and run first!"

"What about the young master next to him?"

"You are so fucking stupid, you can't care about any young master now, the wind is getting tighter, so run for your life first!"

Mo Qingxian didn't care about those people at all, he couldn't hear anything, only Meng Yuannian was in his eyes.He yelled, rushed towards Meng Yuannian and hugged his slipping body, shouting, "A Yuan! A Yuan!"

Meng Yuannian fell to the ground clutching his lower abdomen, blood staining the concrete floor under him.Mo Qingxian rushed over and hugged his head, trembling all over, shouting loudly: "A Yuan, A Yuan! Help, help! Come and save A Yuan, come and save us! A Yuan!"

Meng Yuannian was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he could only watch Mo Qingxian's distorted terrified face, and frantically blocked the wound on his abdomen with his hands, blood stained Mo Qingxian's face and hands, but he didn't feel anything Feel.He hugged Meng Yuannian's upper body tightly as if he was holding his fragile treasure, screaming, and there was a sharp crackling sound in his hoarse voice.He screamed out of the alley almost mechanically: "Help! Please, come and help me! Save A Yuan, who can come and save my A Yuan, come someone... .”

He was sobbing and tried his best to cry out again, he was trembling with fear, his eyes blurred by tears could not focus, and he couldn't see Meng Yuannian's pale face clearly.He felt that he was going crazy, his sanity no longer belonged to him, if Ah Yuan died like this, what was he still doing alive?

"Ah Qing..." Meng Yuannian held Mo Qingxian's hand weakly. He felt something flow out of his body with the blood. He fixed his eyes on Mo Qingxian's already blurred face. , and even squeezed out a smile: "Ah Qing, don't cry. I suddenly want to hear you recite the book, that time you recited it, that "Luo Shen Fu". Can you recite it to me again?"

"I'll recite it to you, and I'll recite it to you in the future. A Yuan, please don't leave me, I beg you." Mo Qingxian's hoarse voice was almost speechless, and he put his head on Meng Meng's mouth. On Yuannian's face, tears fell into Meng Yuannian's pale mouth.

"I just... want to hear it now." Meng Yuannian leaned against Mo Qingxian's chest, blindfolded, and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. That day was also like this, and the stars were like the moon.His father was laughing with his hands on top of his head, so happy.That day, it was also such a late night, Mo Qingxian was leaning in his arms, his face was so beautiful, his eyes were crooked when he smiled, like the first quarter moon.His voice was so nice, he said: A Yuan, if you are a girl, I will marry you as my wife.

Meng Yuannian didn't know why Mo Qingxian said so many things, why he only thought of this one sentence, he wanted to raise his hand to wipe away the tears on Mo Qingxian's face, but he couldn't do it, so he could only use his Eyes as beautiful as autumn water looked at Mo Qingxian, as if saying goodbye.

"Okay, I'll recite it to you now." Mo Qingxian hugged Meng Yuannian and sat on the ground in pain. He watched Meng Yuannian's eyes gradually lose their luster, and his slightly curled eyelashes covered his face to hide the light. Light gray shadow.He lowered his head and leaned over, kissed his cold lips, and whispered softly: "Its shape is graceful, graceful, startling... Wan is like a dragon, Rong, Rong Yao Qiuju, Hua Lush spring pine. It seems as if the moon is closed like light clouds..., and the snow flutters like the flowing wind."

"Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Observing it by force, it is scorching, like green waves coming out of a flower."

"The slenderness is perfect, shortened, and fit. If the shoulders are shaved, the waist will be as normal. If the shoulders are shaved, the waist will be as normal... If the shoulders are shaved, if the shoulders are shaved..." He Holding Meng Yuannian, his voice was so sharp that it could cut through the night, he felt a fishy sweetness welling up in his throat, and his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed.He leaned close to Meng Yuannian's ear and pressed his face, soft and docile like a lover whispering, he said: "A Yuan, why does my heart hurt so much, why are you lying here, but I am still alive. "

He said: A Yuan, I will take you home.