[No.8 Pawn Shop] On the Raidability of Gao Leng

The cold wind whizzed past, curling up the flowing long hair, touching the cheeks with lingering strands, softly bound, and cutting through the tip of the heart like a blade.She stood tall on the cliff, her thin body seemed to ride the wind away at any time.

The cold wind touched the skin, and even the heart was half cold.Take a deep breath, that cold breath, deeply inhaled into the lungs, filling the whole body, even the mind is blank, without self.

It was the first time in her life that she tried feelings. She was hesitant, her heart was like a castle in the air, without roots, without support, swaying from side to side.So, she was suspicious, hesitant, and uneasy like that.Her heart is not so strong, her feelings are not so firm, or weak, she is easy to wander.The passionate feelings are as passionate as fire, but she is also afraid, she is afraid that she will not get a response, she is afraid of being hurt, so she pretends to be strong and indifferent.

Her feelings are so complicated and contradictory.In the past, when dealing with feelings, she was repulsive and eager, disgusted and curious. She was afraid of being lonely, even though she had always been lonely in her life.In the dark, fear, loneliness, three lives and three generations are with her, she is so afraid, so afraid of loneliness.

She doesn't have tears, because no matter how much she shed, it's useless.

"Don't be afraid!"

There is a voice in the dark that seems to brush the eardrums, gentle and warm.The hot spring that turned into water surrounded her, bringing comfort to her body and mind. For the first time, she felt that it was human body temperature.Restless and restless heart, she stretched out her hand, and hugged him tightly and fiercely.Eyes seem to be swollen, what is that?She buried her head deeply in his chest, thinking of nothing, so safe, she was like a baby returning to her mother's body, so safe, so safe.Don't think about anything, don't think about it.She could feel the temperature of his breathing, that broad chest, leaning on it, she and him were so compatible.Relying on, even the soul began to fall, falling into the soft, gentle warmth.

"Don't be afraid!"

Her eyes were closed, and a psychedelic, lingering, happy expression appeared on her face...

Open your hands, hands parallel to your shoulders, embracing the cold wind, even though it will hurt her, but still reluctant, reluctant.The clothes fluttered and fluttered, she gave up everything, everything...

The messy hair fluttered in the air presumptuously, and the clothes fluttered in the air, allowing the body to fall and fall.

Eyelashes fluttered, eyes slowly opened, misty white clouds were slowly approaching, the thin oxygen in the air was scarce, making it difficult to breathe, a shallow smile appeared on her face, holy, like a devout believer , Close your eyes again, only your heart is beating.

Time is staggered, as if it will never stop, it will always be as long as water, only the whistling of the wind when falling can be heard, and the body seems to be pierced by cold wind.So lonely, still so lonely, she murmured softly in her heart, her confused expression condensed in her slightly frowning brows, who is there?Who else is here? ... When will it end?

……

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, high and low, are hidden among them.The night outside the window is extraordinarily deep tonight.

Time flies, and the years are silent.

The Fallen Blossoms are independent.In front of the window, the man in black looked like a deep well, and the melancholy between his brows seemed to freeze.

Holding the red wine glass in his hand, the bloody red liquid was shaking, swaying into fragments of light, and he looked at the deep and high night sky expressionlessly.A pair of eyes, as dark as midnight, unable to reflect light, the loneliness in those eyes seems to float in the air, making people suffocate for no reason.In the face of silence, he still remained silent, maintaining this silence.

After a long time.

"It seems that you have found your own happiness."

He couldn't tell whether he was more happy or more disappointed, maybe it was both, he put the rim of the cup close to his lips, slowly raised his head, engraved that elegance into his bones, the transparent cup shadow was imprinted on the ground, shaking wobbly.The hand that is good at playing the violin and writing is holding a goblet, and his eyes fall on the empty wine glass.

……

The smog is lingering, and a cloud of mist floats up leisurely. A small boat rides on the tea, swaying on the water, rippling with wisps of fragrance.

Lin Yuyin put away the teapot and pushed forward the cup that was two-thirds full of tea.

The cousin took a sip and put it on the table with a "sigh".

"Yu Yin, you've been looking around here in Shanghai for so long recently, is there any news about him?"

Lin Yuyin shook her head, tightened her hand holding the teapot, pursed her lips, and opened her mouth slowly.

"No."

"Then he is really in Shanghai?"

"I don't know, I hope he is in Shanghai."

Lin Yuyin's eyes turned to the window, and she took a deep breath.

"In the past, I also went to look for Uncle Man and Yan Hao, but I was afraid that they would be worried, so I looked for it in a nearby provincial capital. However, his whole body seemed, as if he had evaporated from the world. , I can't find it no matter how hard I look..."

"I heard from relatives that he has married another family." The cousin said softly while paying attention to her expression, as if she was afraid of hurting her.

Lin Yuyin shook her head, looked back at her cousin with a firm look that didn't match her appearance at all, and said her words firmly.

"He won't, he won't, he can't be that kind of person! Besides, we are free in love."

The cousin sighed.

"...If that's the case, then, isn't he, gone?"

Lin Yuyin's pretty face turned pale all of a sudden.

Jin Mei regretted it and quickly diverted her attention.

"Then do you think about other people?"

Her lips moved, Lin Yuyin turned her head, looked out of the window, and avoided answering.Obviously the answer is very clear.

Her eyes looked beyond the window, and the bright stars in the sky were dotted with soft white light in the purple-blue sky. Although each star was very faint, it was enough to illuminate the entire deep night.

...you don't understand, none of you understand.If you love someone, every time you lean on his shoulder, your heart will be throbbing, and his eyes can see through you, although now, he only lives in my memory.I understand, I understand all this, but I also believe that he is waiting for me, no matter how difficult and far away the journey is, I will not feel depressed, because I know that I will meet him again on the other side of the world...

... Yan Shen, she murmured the name of the person she loved deeply in her heart.That strong longing cut a deep brand mark and engraved it into the soul.She closed her eyes and raised her face. The moonlight shone on her face, making the line of her raised jaw very soft, beautiful and holy.

You are the one I want to wait for, and I am willing to wait forever for you, because being with others is always a matter of chance!

I would rather die alone than die in love!

The cousin looked at the stubborn Lin Yuyin.It seemed that after that person left, her time was frozen, and only the news of that person and the smile of that person could freeze her.Helpless, but also relieved.

After regaining her senses, Lin Yuyin turned her head to look at her cousin, deliberately avoiding this topic.

"How is my cousin?"

"It's still the same. Maybe there's something wrong in the store. He's been busy these days, so he can't see anyone."

"Then will he come back tonight?"

"Of course I will." My cousin smiled and squeezed out a happy smile.

That smile dazzled Lin Yuyin, she lowered her head in embarrassment, her glazed eyeballs moved, mist seemed to overflow, but she died soon.After tidying up her expression, she poured another cup of tea and held it herself. The curling clouds and mist covered her expression, like looking at a flower in a fog, finally separated by a layer.

"Then let's think about what we're going to eat tonight and make preparations."

……

"Ah Jing! Grab my hand!"

In a daze, she opened her eyes and saw her own redemption.On the cliff, the man in black stretched out his hand and shouted anxiously.

She also stretched out her hand, obviously from a long distance away, but at that moment, she held her redemption, and he held his own happiness!

Xia Jing opened her eyes sideways, sat up on the bed, rubbed her temples, she was so tired, it was this kind of dream again!Since she was 20 years old after time travel, she has been having this kind of dream constantly, she can't tell whether it is four or five times.It's just that every time she wakes up, she doesn't remember very detailed, but, after doing it so many times, there are always some clues.Every time her impression is a vast expanse of whiteness, there is only a piece of whiteness in the air, there is also the howling cold wind, and the repeated falling, and the rest, she can't remember clearly.

She understands that this is the fate of the pupil clan.

The pupil family is a relatively special group of people, born with eyes that are different from ordinary people, and have a special ability, hypnosis.That is, it is possible to hint in other people's minds that if the hypnotist's skill is a little deeper, or the mental power of the hypnotized person is weaker than them, they can control that person and make them their puppet, and that person, on the surface But as usual, he didn't even know that he was under control.

However, there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, and this kind of population, after they are 20 years old, will develop inner demons, which can magnify the fear in people's hearts infinitely dozens of times, even if it is a simple one. Any matter in his heart will instantly become a demon and become his obstacle.

So all the time, the people of the pupil clan almost didn't live to be 30 years old. They all died in their sleep, because of their own fear.Everyone's dead expression, or confusion, or fear, or guilt, will be anxious, all kinds of expressions, all kinds of thoughts.As for the cause of death, it’s just that they didn’t want to have this dream,

Or you can't find the answer that belongs to you, so you are confused in the dream, sink in the dream, die in the dream, that is a kind of infinitely magnified, decadent, negative thought.

Xia Jing tapped his head obliquely, wondering what his inner demons were this time?Rolling his eyes, he finally shook his head to get rid of this trouble.Curious, Mao exhaled through her nose, raised her face, and twisted her neck to relax.

Swish—her eyes suddenly widened.

and many more!

"Why did I wake up so early this time?"

When Xia Jing closed her eyes sideways, she had already checked the time.

"Could it be... I have already broken through my demons?!"

"its not right!"

"Then what demon do I have in my heart?"

Is it really okay to just pass in such a muddle-headed way!

Xia Jing angrily threw the pillow out.

After getting dressed, she subconsciously walked to Yan Shen's palace.

"Boss—" Xia Jing pursed his lips sideways, and Amber's eyes were watery with grievances.

"what's up?"

Yan Shen sat on the chair with a calm demeanor, and turned the book to another page leisurely and elegantly, as if nothing could attract his attention.

Xia Jing walked over obliquely, shook his sleeves, and looked at him eagerly. "I'm so bored--"

The trailing ending is soft and coquettish, full of coquettishness.

"Will you accompany me?"

The moment Yan Shen raised his head, he met her aggrieved expression, and his fingers lingered on the writing.

Zhao Wei held a ledger in his hand, his brows furrowed.

He is the owner of a silk and satin shop, but the current business is very sluggish, if the silk cannot be sold, his business will lose money.He didn't want his family to know, lest they worry, but he knew he had to figure something out.Fingers touched the underwear pocket, and there was a piece of paper close to the chest, a piece of paper worth five thousand oceans.

He reached out and grabbed the person in front of him.

"Xiao Chao, deliver a letter for me."

"Yes, Boss Zhao."