[shooting eagle] teacher and wife

After being hit hard, Lian Qing was able to recall some neglected details more clearly.

Concern leads to chaos, Huang Yaoshi, perhaps because of her concern for Qu Suguang, set up such a game, waiting for her to jump in by herself.It's not that she thinks too much, just as Huang Yaoshi doesn't trust her, she doesn't trust Huang Yaoshi either.And neither side has lived up to the mutual distrust.

Lian Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after finding that there was at least half the possibility that Qu Suguang was still alive.Even with a few sporadic and incomplete memory fragments, she can still feel the loyalty that seems false but actually true.She has always only believed in herself, and she will trust others. There is only one explanation, the other party is worth it.She is not a tolerant person, and she will only put tolerance on those who deserve it.

Qu Suguang is not only important, but also worthy of her tolerance.

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Thinking about it this way, all she needs to do is to confirm that Qu Suguang on Peach Blossom Island is a counterfeit.

— quite easily.

Half an hour later, a door in the basement was opened, and the face of the man who walked away full of anger not long ago was as calm as water, and where the light and shadow intersected, Angzang's figure was tall and straight.

Lian Qing looked sideways, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth was like the spring breeze in April caressing the surface of the lake, leaving a trail of water before disappearing without a trace.

The warm water continued to steam upwards, and a layer of hazy white mist diffused in the bathroom, covering the top of the bathtub.

The woman leaned against the man's chest, her weak body was surrounded by the man's strong arms, so as not to sink into the water.The pulsating warm water flowed on her skin, gradually relaxing her stiff limbs and clearing her mind.

Half an hour, only half an hour, Lian Qing guessed that the other party would come back, but did not expect him to come back so soon.As the party of the verbal attack, she certainly knew how mean and hurtful her words were. However, in just half an hour, Huang Yaoshi was able to suppress those negative emotions and regain her normal state of mind. What a terrible thing this is .

It's unimaginable that such a person with a city mansion, wise plans, and excellent as him has been trampled by her like a dust.

A smart person is most afraid of meeting another smart person, and most afraid of not meeting another smart person.

They are all opponents.

Since meeting Huang Yaoshi, Lian Qing has doubted her ability and intelligence more than once.It turns out that people who are as smart as themselves do not exist.Deep in her heart, Gu Qianwang, who was unwilling to be ordinary and longed for challenges, still made her make the final choice.Who is better can only be answered by the end game.

For the first time since losing her memory, she developed a strong sense of competitiveness.

——She doesn't want to lose.

With a lot of thoughts, she didn't know when she was put down on the soft couch in the private room. The cool ointment slowly penetrated into the skin with appropriate force, and the pain between the flesh and blood was rubbed away by the warm fingers , instead, is a kind of comfort that makes people want to sigh.The man's mood is the same as his behavior, very contradictory, she is the one who wants to see the woman's pain, and he is the one who can't bear it now.

There is as much love as there is hate.

On the contrary, why not?

If people can really be so rational, they will naturally become gods, not humans.

On this point, even if the two of them are extremely clever, they cannot escape from this point.

Compared with the tense atmosphere in the basement, the atmosphere in the secluded room is much gentler. It can't be said to be intimate, but there is no dark tide. It can be regarded as quite strange, and it should be a gray area between harmony and contradiction.

She took his hand that he wanted to take back.

It's not that Huang Yaoshi didn't notice the other party's actions, but when his hand was caught off guard, he couldn't help being startled, as if a huge stone was thrown into the smooth and calm lake like fat jade, and after a big wave, there was even more left behind. There were endless ripples, and circles swelled outward.

He thought she should hate him.After all, what he did to her was not ordinary bad.Under the double blow of body and spirit, she was able to actively touch him like she is now.Should it be said that her heart is so strong that no one or anything can influence it?

However, what the other party said the next moment directly made his mind go blank in an instant.

"I'm sorry," she said.

Just three words are like a thousand words.

I can't tell the story of the ever-changing things in the world, and I can't tell the infinite love.

Huang Yaoshi even thought for a moment that he was hallucinating.How could she possibly apologize for what she did?Apologizing for hurting someone else?This was even more unbelievable than the sky falling, but it happened right in front of his eyes.

"Sorry, it was all my fault in the past, can you forgive me?"

Unreservedly, Nuo Guo exposed her body, she pressed against his slender body in a thin shirt, and hugged his waist tightly, as if she was afraid of losing something.The smooth black hair covered her body, intertwined with the gorgeous lotus totem, like the ghosts and ghosts coming out of "Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio", gentle and delicate, revealing a charming and coquettish style.

No matter how noble a person is, there is no way to resist this temptation.Even if there is an abyss ahead, I'm afraid I can't help but fall for it.

Huang Yaoshi was silent for a while, his obsidian-like eyes were so peaceful that he could see them clearly, and he said after a long time, "What do you want to do?"

Anomalies are demons.However, if she wants to do something, this way of seeing the problem at a glance is too superficial and not her style.What the eyes see may not necessarily be believed. Similarly, what the ears hear may also be doubtful.

"I saw it."

"what."

"When I fell from the top of the mountain, I regretted it."

"Regret what?"

His breath was suffocated, and he didn't ask her when she recovered her memory and how much she recovered. His whole heart was completely affected by the word "regret", which reminded him of the clothes falling in the wind. , the falling body, and

- the tears that fell from her eyes

He always thought that he was wrong, Lian Qing would not shed tears, let alone shed tears for him.

But what is the warm liquid dripping on the back of his hand at this moment?

"Regret everything I did to you to make you miserable and disappointed."

A soft voice, like a sigh.

"I am not a ghost, I am also a human being."

Gods and ghosts have no blood and no tears, but people have blood and tears.

"I will be moved, and I will be tempted. Didn't you ask me why I didn't use the purple jade magic orchid before? Now I can tell you the answer." She raised her head, staring deeply at him with bright black eyes, "Not only It's because of sympathy and pity, and because I don't want to see you showing the same expression as when I fell from the mountain."

She took his hand and put it on her left chest, "It hurts here, it hurts."

Whether it's true or false, whether it's acting or sincerity, at this moment, even Qing admits that she can't tell the difference.

A heartbeat came from under the palm, and the rhythm of "bang bang" was pulsating steadily.

Huang Yaoshi didn't want to admit that he had expected Lian Qing to turn back, in fact it was more than once.

But at this moment, it seems that expectations come true, but it is more like a illusory mirror, which will shatter into nothingness at the touch of a clear one.

"Forget about the past, let's start over."

"You really think so?"

In the dark, it seems that something is tearing Huang Yaoshi's heart. Looking backward, it is endless blackness, but looking forward, it is endless blankness.

"People always have to move forward. No one can live in memories all their lives. You can't, and of course I can't." Destiny is such a thing, it is true if it is taken seriously, and it is false if you disdain it.And those who play with fate control its reality.The hoarse female voice is like the song of a sea monster bewitching a sailor, touching the man's heart, "God made me lose my memory, maybe, I was waiting for this moment."

"Even if Qu Suguang is dead." He suddenly sneered, talking about the "taboo" that stimulated her to lose her composure not long ago.

"I admit that she is very important, but the dead are never better than the living." She should be like this in the past. "The dead are only suitable for remembering, but the living are worth cherishing." Even if this is the case, she will do the same.

A moment of sadness is impossible for a lifetime.This is not cold-blooded, but rational.

Lian Qing said this on his lips, but also said it in his heart, as if this way, he could firmly root this idea in his heart.

Yaoshi Huang was silent.

She should have thought of it a long time ago. A person like her may be confused for a while, so how could she be worried about a dead person all her life?If it was the young and innocent him who passed away, he should be very happy, but the current him——

"Well, if you really want to forget the past, I can act as if nothing happened."

What he said meant a lot, a premise that left infinite room.

If Lian Qing can do it, Huang Yaoshi really doesn't mind writing off the previous grievances.As she said, people should live in the future, not the past.

It's a pity that this is just a matter of if, and it cannot be true.

To be deceived the first time is ignorance, the second time is stupidity, and the third time is hopelessness.

"very nice."

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her smile was as moist as pearly chalcedony, as if slowly sending it into people's hearts with a gentle spring breeze.

She let go of the hands around the opponent's waist, her left hand was hanging down, while her right hand was clenched into a fist, but with a flick of her fingers, her body suddenly trembled and softened again, and the bright red blood streaked slowly from the corner of her mouth. shed.

Seeing this, Huang Yaoshi immediately hugged her body, and put a few long fingers on her wrist.

"The pulse condition is empty, and the dantian is empty."

——She actually abolished her inner strength!

"From this moment on, without you, I will be unable to move forward in such a vast world."

This is no longer a question of bitterness and sincerity, but a self-destructive retreat.

Both of them understand what Jianghu is.

And a martial arts practitioner who has no internal strength and no moves is a low-level martial artist who can't even reach the third-rate.

Indeed, as Lian Qing said, she couldn't protect herself, so she could only rely on the protection of others.

It was only at this moment that Huang Yaoshi began to seriously think about the four seemingly simple words "restart".

He unlocked the three qi sealing points for her in the bath, never thought that she would give him such a "big gift".

The author has something to say: I was dragged to watch Now You See Me in the afternoon, but fortunately I wrote some last night, and merged with tonight ==