In the courtyard of the castle, his hair was entwined in his heart, he hugged her tightly and kissed her hair, and his voice was a little hoarse and sexy: "I want to give you the best, but I found that everything in my body can't get into your eyes, so in the end I can only give you one." ”Seeing his pitiful appearance, she lowered her eyes and chuckled, and her white teeth could still be seen from his perspective."
You."
His vocal cords are doted, "How can you be so similar to me" Many years ago, he was rich and glorious, but he was extremely bored, everyone only knew that he was handsome and golden.But no one can spy on his heart, under the glitz, he was originally a quiet character.This soul with a body, wandering in the world for many years, and now he has finally found someone with a soul, how can he be willing to miss it again.So, he ran to her, with a pious heart: "Many years ago, I was looking forward to a person with the same mind to join hands with Qianmo Hongchen, and now you are here and occupy all the scenery in my eyes."
My life is not a grand feast, and you don't have to dress up to get in.So don't be burdened, just love me" Love is not a one-man show, she needs two people to participate together.Jun Ling's love, Yin Ningluo did not respond, not that she didn't like it, but that she couldn't.At noon, the family of three was playing very well in the living room, and halfway through, Tianyou was clamoring to eat fruit, and Yin Ningluo went to the kitchen to wash.The red cherries were poured into the pool, and the faucet was turned on to pour water, and when the cherries rolled happily in the water, the smile on the corner of Yin Ningluo's mouth gradually disappeared, and no one was not happy when they were confessed by their lover.But on the night after Jun Ling's confession, Yin Ningluo had a dream.It seemed to be even more terrifying than the dream in the white space, and Yin Ning clearly remembered that the dream was full of children's cries.Helpless, desolate.She couldn't remember what happened after the dream, but the cry broke through the dream that night and lingered in her ears.Some people call her mother, and some people reprimand her: As the mother of the child, the child died, and you didn't care about the reason, but you can talk about love as if nothing happened, you are not worthy of the child's mother crying again and again, clenching her throat like a life-threatening lock.In the haze, her inner fear actually cried.Probably the crying woke Jun Ling, in Yin Ningluo's subconscious, she seemed to remember that the door was opened, Jun Ling hurriedly came to her bed and held her in his arms.He comforted her and said: Don't be afraid, everything is over, it's just a dream.But what she said, I don't know.There were tears that wet her face, and she remembered them.Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to feel the warmth of her palms on her cheeks.The night was divided into two nights, the first half of the night she cried in fear, and the second half of the night she fell asleep in pity."
The water is overflowing."
When his thoughts were confused, a gentle voice entered his ears, and by the time Yin Ningluo reacted, the faucet had been turned off by a horizontal arm.She raised her eyes to look, and the man also happened to turn back, his eyes were opposite in mid-air, his dark eyes were like lacquer, his thin lips raised a faint arc, and there was light outside the window, which hit his side face, time gave her an illusion, he was treated well, he was a warm man, met her by chance, and then stopped in her life.Looking at it like this, it was probably because the light was too dazzling and stung her.Yin Ningluo lowered her head before her eyes reddened.When he met her, he turned into a man with a heart as fine as dust, and it seemed that all eyes should be on her, revolving around her.So the little bit of water that appeared in her eyes just now still didn't escape his eyes.She is not a person who can hide her thoughts, maybe she doesn't know that in his eyes, she is just a child who has joys, sorrows, and sorrows on her face.So when his child is wronged, what should he think of and how to comfort him?
The nightmare in her heart is a thorn buried in each other's hearts, although she doesn't say it, but every time she touches it, it always hurts her heart.It was he who was careless, originally he thought that time could repair everything, for example, she had not been disturbed by nightmares for a long time, so he decided to give her independent space, let her stand up on her own strength, and get out of the sadness of the past.He moved out of their shared room, not far away, and lived next door to hers.He told her: "Some injuries are demons in your heart, and you need to restrain and drive them away.But don't be afraid, I'll guide you in front of you, try to make me a lighthouse, and think of me when you can't hold on" And just like that, he moved into the next room with trepidation.Like the night before a child leaves his parents to learn to be independent, his heart is more anxious than hers.It was destined to be a sleepless night for him.Unable to sleep, he leaned on the head of the bed alone, opened a book and told her a bedtime story, listening to the sound over there.In the middle of the night, when the bell rang the alarm clock at two o'clock, there was a sudden sound of her crying, and he woke up in a light sleep.Ran to her room regardless of it.She really had a nightmare again, and her crying face in the dream seemed to be haunted by nightmares, and no matter how much he told her, she wouldn't wake up.She struggled powerlessly, but the name of her dead child was muttered.At that moment, that scene, it was as if someone had taken a knife and thrust it firmly into his heart, allowing blood to flow.He had never felt so powerless since he was born.He can dominate everything, decide everything, but he can't heal the wounds in her heart.It turned out that all the things he had experienced before were just an illusion that this kid was well-behaved and considerate of him and deliberately pretended.Just like the night many years ago, he held her in his arms and slept with her.Looking at each other, he smiled.Thin lips asked her lightly: "What are you thinking?"
As she spoke, she took out her hand that had been soaked in the pool and dried it with the towel at hand."
Just stand here and watch me wash."
His movements are skillful, and uninformed people may create the illusion that he is a family man.White shirt, black trousers, leather shoes.Because I was washing fruit, the cuffs were pulled up.Her slender fingers soaked in the water, and the red cherries swirled around her fingertips as if they had become seductive works of art.He's so noble and ordinary.was originally of noble birth, and he didn't have to do something as trivial as washing cherries, but because she was willing to be ordinary.The days become warm in the long stream of water.It was when he was washing cherries that he didn't forget to turn around and tell her: "Didn't I tell you, you are weak and avoid cold."
When I come to menstruation, I am afraid that my stomach will hurt again, French women are stronger than Chinese women, and there may not be warm babies to sell. ”With that, the corners of his lips went up, and a faint smile was smeared in the afternoon sun.It was a joke, just to amuse her.She listened to it from the sidelines, and her eyes turned red.Xiaobu walked behind him, hugged his waist, pressed his face against his back, and closed his eyes gently: "Am I very useless, I have never kept what I promised you." ”Her voice was faint, like a breeze crossing, with a hint of hazy sadness.His cherry washing had to be stopped, and his bent waist gradually stood upright.I wiped my hands with a towel on the side, but my dark eyes were dim in the light.The smile on the corner of her lips froze, and she laughed again, her palm covering the back of her hand, looking at her sideways, and the fresh breath transitioned to her: "I was just joking."
If French really can't buy a warm treasure, then it doesn't matter, don't you still have my palm, I'll use him to warm you. ”True love with jokes was one of the man's ways to tease her.After he said this, Yin Ningluo really smiled, but it was not a joke, but a heartwarming smile.The warm snort was conveyed to him through the shirt, and now he really smiled, and when he looked up to meet the sun again, she felt that the weather was so good, and she still hugged his back, and she said, "Jun Ling, I know you love me, please believe me, and I am the same."
It's just that I can't answer your love without any burden right now.I'm sorry, please forgive me for being willful. ”The smile on Jun Ling's face froze at the corner of his lips, not annoyed, he held her hand, how could he not understand the heavy feelings in her heart.The relationship in the past three years is true, and they love each other.But the wound was embedded in her blood, and it followed her wherever she went.Like her children.Mother's love is nature, it is her instinct, no matter how much he gives her, he can't make up for the pain of losing her child.If you are determined to love her, you must understand her.It is precisely because of this understanding that she can help her get through the difficulties.Jun Ling pursed his lips, straightened his body and turned to face Yin Ningluo.Although Yin Ningluo is not a petite woman, Jun Ling is still half a head taller than her in height.This is not depressing, but because he is higher than her, he can help her block all the disturbances of the outside world.Give her a sense of security.With his hands on her shoulders and bending over slightly, the sun took the opportunity to show his face, and what she saw was the smile of understanding on his lips: "Silly girl, have you forgotten what I said, my life is not a gorgeous feast, you don't have to dress up deliberately."
I don't want you to be wronged, so I'll wait until you're ready to take the initiative.The ups and downs of this journey, I will walk with you" "Jun Ling. ”Yin Ning raised his eyes and muttered his name, tears already falling from his eyes.She reached out and hugged him, hiding all her uneasy emotions into his chest.Jun Ling hugged her, his left hand held her neck, and the corners of his lips smiled: "Dad, Mom."
Isn't the cherry okay yet, the baby is already hungry" The voice of the little guy's dissatisfaction came from the living room, Jun Ling and Yin Ningluo listened to it, and both laughed."
Okay, don't cry, what if your son sees it and thinks I'm bullying you" Jun Ling wiped the tears on Yin Ningluo's face with his fingertips, and the two walked out with cherries.In the afternoon, Jun Ling took Yin Ningluo and the child out for a walk, passing through Champs Street, a woman saw Jun Ling, her eyes lit up, and she paved it directly in front of the public."
Jaen, long time no see" The woman was arrogant, and regardless of Yin Ningluo's presence, she directly kissed Jun Ling's thin lips.All this came too suddenly, Jun Ling didn't have time to see the woman's reaction, turned his eyes and fell on Yin Ningluo, a certain woman directly blackened her face, Jun Ling seemed to have a crow flying over her head, and consciously told him that he was finishing: