I have a deep love for Zhenjun

She looked him back and forth meticulously, not even letting go of the little brown mole on the earlobe.

Snow-like clothes, smiling eyes.

It turned out...it was the adoptive father.

"You can't keep the day of yesterday." He rested the spirit butterfly on his fingertips, staring at me quietly and tenderly, "Before doing anything, you need to think carefully about all kinds of gains and losses, and don't leave any regrets for yourself."

I will never forget his entrusting words.

But my biggest regret...

I whispered, "You're never coming back, are you?"

The adoptive father shook his head: "Zhuluo, I never left."

He sent the wind to send away the spirit butterfly, stretched out his palm, and embraced the moon branch to reveal himself spontaneously.

"I didn't have time to tell you that day. Lanyuezhi is my natal spiritual weapon. It has been by my side for many years, and it can be regarded as a bit of my habit. The adoptive father broke the appointment and can't go far with you. From now on It stays with you for me."

I would say it's different.

No matter how good Lanyuezhi is, it is just a dead thing, how can it be generalized with him?

The words came to his lips, but turned into: "It's okay, adoptive father. I'm doing well, really well. I have a sweetheart, but it's a pity that you can't see him with your own eyes. He is also good at using Jian, looks as good-looking as you. From now on, if he is with me, you, you can go at ease, and don’t miss me anymore. I am no longer the child who Cheng Huan was at your knees in the past. The truth of the moment, rather than letting yourself indulge in the past. Besides... I now have enough ability to take care of myself."

The adoptive father looked at me deeply, his eyes seemed a little sad, but also a little relieved.

He reached out, stroked my cheek, and stroked it lightly.

"My Bamboo Luo has grown up."

The night cicada whimpered, and I opened my eyes.

The crystal water drops are rolling down the edges of the branches and leaves, forming a line of rain.As the breeze blows, the bamboo curtains sway gently, bringing up a string of jade bells hanging from the eaves, and playing a continuous clear and clear sound.

I don't know when it started to rain.

Waking up from sleep, the body is tired and weak.Taking advantage of the lush branches and leaves to block the wind and rain, I simply remained motionless and listened to the sound of the rain.

The sky was getting darker, and a few clusters of burning clouds floated.The afterglow of the sunset and the raindrops are lingering and blending, sprinkled on the undulating mountains and rivers that are faintly visible in the distance-it is golden and clear to the eye.

Amidst the unhurried sound of rain, I felt a little tired again in a trance, and wanted to close my eyes and take a nap for a while.When I was half asleep and half awake, I heard the sound of the wooden door being creaked and pushed open.

Xi Xin just came to see me a few days ago.There will be movement here... I am afraid that a thief has entered.

My drowsiness disappeared immediately, a carp straightened up, and said coldly, "Who is it?"

No one answered.

I picked up the Lanyue branch, and walked forward while poking my head. I was afraid that if I slackened a little, I would be plotted against by the thieves.

Going around the two crabapple plants in this way, I finally saw something strange in front of me.

The thief was standing under the tree, with his wide sleeves raised lightly, holding the flower stem in his hand, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"Stop!" I exclaimed.

I planted these silk begonias in the courtyard for Fuqing, and I take good care of them on weekdays, and there is no room for error. How can I teach others to touch them at will?

The thief was startled, and turned his body slightly, revealing half of his handsome side face.

It was only then that I realized that he was dressed in bright red, standing under the branches of flowers covered with rouge, which could be said to complement each other, making it hard to distinguish who is better.

And...it's pretty nice.

I couldn't help frowning, scolding myself for being obsessed with sex, and then sternly ordered: "Put your hands down, and turn your head around."

The thief was clever, and immediately let go of his hand.

The flower stalk trembled twice in the air, and heavy red powder fluttered down.

He turned around.

The rain blurred his face, like mist and illusion, but he saw a charming tan color perched on his eyes and tails, just like seeing Linlang Tianque for the first time... No, it should be a reunion.

"It's raining." He said, with a slight smile on his lips, "I'm looking for the person who is willing to hold an umbrella for me, and I want to ask him, is the promise back then still worthwhile?"

I blinked, fearing that this was a mirage, I pinched my palm a few times, and grinned in pain.When he came back to his senses, he was so excited that he wanted to laugh out loud, wishing he could fly into his arms.

Unexpectedly, the happier you are, the less you can speak, and your feet are stuck in the ground like entangled tree roots, making it difficult to move.

Across the hanging staggered branches, Fu Qing and I looked at each other from a distance.After a long silence, before I could respond, he suppressed his smile.

"I made you wait too long, so you don't want to?"

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in the chest, and it was extremely sore.

Strange, I have returned my heart to Yun Min, how can I still feel the pain in my heart?Even...in the supposedly pure joy, at some point, it was mixed with a lot of inexplicable and chaotic emotions.

As he was thinking secretly, the tails of his eyes protruded like fire.I lightly raised my fingertips and touched it—it was the mole transformed by cinnabar.

The snake demon once said that the four offenses against cinnabar are pain for what it hurts, sorrow for what it mourns, joy for what it delights, and joy for what it delights.

It turned out that many times before I knew it, my emotions, emotions, five senses and six senses had been closely connected with Fu Qing.

All his pain and sorrow will be redoubled on me.

vice versa.

You can't make him unhappy in the future.otherwise……

Well, let's just say I asked for it.

I smiled and sighed, and pressed my palms to my chest. There was nothing inside, and I couldn't find anything that throbbed and fluctuated, but it seemed more complete than ever.

"True Monarch." I called him.

Fu Qing looked at me quietly, her expression calmed down, she looked extremely cold and aloof - as if she would not be troubled by anything, nor would she stop for anyone.

But listening carefully to the silent sound in my chest, I knew that he didn't care, he was just too scared and nervous.

It's that I'm not doing well enough.

Fortunately, there is still a long time to come, how much affection I have for him, he will always... slowly understand.

Holding the oil-paper umbrella made of moon branches, I walked up to Fu Qing, tilted the umbrella slightly to shield him from the rain and mist, and said softly: "I have a deep love for Zhenjun, and I am not a lie. Fist and sincerity, the sun and the moon can learn from each other." Let alone a hundred years, I will wait for you for a thousand years."

Fu Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he was about to speak, but I didn't want to hear him say some unsightly words and complaints, so I pushed him against the tree trunk, and raised my head to cover those lips.

He didn't respond at first, he just let go of his lips and let me snatch them, and then he was hooked hard, and then he grabbed the back of my neck, entangled with the tip of my tongue and began to grind.

The sunset has already gathered, and a crescent moon hangs quietly, splashing the black like azure all over the ground.

The long night may come, but as long as he is there, the dawn will come.

The evening wind combined with the fragrance of cold plum blossoms between the teeth.I felt a little dazed and closed my eyes lightly.

This is a noble, gentle, and beautiful crane. I don't know what kind of illusion blinded his eyes, so he stumbled and fell into my trap.

This time, I will leave him alone.

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