rebirth of wrong love farewell

The mountain wind blows, carrying the summer heat tossing and spreading in Bath Castle, but it reveals the unique greenery and grassy atmosphere among the mountains and lakes, which makes people feel the coolness of nature in this boring season. shade.

The stamens all over the mountains are intertwined like silk paintings, stretching like a feast of flowers, embellishing and filling the delicate and subtle of the entire mountain range, flattening a bit of colorful splendor.

The boy was leaning against the bluestone wall, and the rather dark stone bricks contained the historical details, telling the reform and changes of the times.

He looked at the undulating mountains and rivers not far away and the endless gurgling streams, and the indescribable love for women.

The star of Hengsenian has already been obtained, and before he conveyed the order to his subordinates, before they could do anything, the usually indifferent girl returned it voluntarily, and brought another sentence: next time we meet, tigers and wolves will fight each other.

In the line of sight, a familiar figure gradually approached, projected into the retina as if day and night.

Bath Castle in July, the most beautiful season of the year, welcomes guests from afar.

The extremely beautiful scenery, the extremely beautiful people, the beauty in a trance like a dream, but so real makes people feel admiration for the woman in the floating white dress.

The warm mountain breeze kissed her affectionately, her lingering and soft long hair fluttered slightly on her shoulders, her bright eyes looked at the boy standing on the city wall against the reflection of the sun, and a warm smile appeared on her lips. smile.

Liang Nuo looked at her with a smile, as pure as the Liang Sanyue in her heart, that silly and weak Liang Sanyue.

He couldn't let go of this girl, and he couldn't bear to let her have a dark girl, so she entangled in his life like a vine, and everything about him was branded with her traces, her breath.

He knew her eagerness to come over, she was worried about him, even if there was a phone call to report his safety later, she still couldn't let go, just like he was worried about her.

Only by seeing it with your own eyes and confirming it in person, can the fragile heart surrounded by strength rest from all kinds of worries and concerns.

As she said, they were all fools, two fools, two fools who hid their sadness and tried their best to smile and say it was okay, to reassure each other.

He ran downstairs and stopped in front of her, 28 days to meet again.

The boy hugged her tightly with red eyes, and said unabashedly distressed in his voice: "You've lost weight." Lan Youruo, how can I let go of you like this, how can I be willing to leave like you.

Standing where she was, she only closed those rippling eyes, feeling his warm body next to her, feeling the scorching heat from his skin that almost melted her body, his faint sweetness milk flavor.

Her voice drifted into the mountains and waters with the wind, circling among the ripples: "Liang Nuoyi, only this time."

Only this time, this last time, don't let her just passively wait in the back, don't let her only worry about him and have nothing to do.

He looked at her face, stroked, and felt the slippery skin under his fingertips. The little bit of warmth rose from the tip of his heart.

Her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, her lips, every part, every part, made him unable to move his eyes and move his eyes.

Liang Nuoyi slightly tilted his head to cover her lips, which were as soft as peach petals, and kissed her very lightly and shortly.

With his lips parted, he looked at her. In his eyes and pupils, there was a resolute, serious, and solemn expression, as well as those deep love and tenderness that could not be concealed.

His voice resounded like Wei Er's upright and unruly mountain peak among the mountains and springs filled with poems and paintings: "Lan Youruo, if you are willing to accompany me to the underworld."

He took her hand and clasped his fingers tightly. He looked at her deeply: "I will hold your hand and grow old with you."

She leaned close to his ear, and smiled all over the city, making the whole mountain dim its color: "Do you think, I dare not!"

In this piece of blue sky, green water and green mountains, the lingering and emotional wet kiss, the two hearts close together, and the bodies close together, like a three-dimensional and eternal picture scroll, slowly unfolded its own story.

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