.Hot.Burnt taste.Tongues of fire burst out of the floor and rolled up the curtains.The bitter taste is scraped from the root of the lung tubes.Screams rang out.He held his beloved girl in his arms, like hugging a fluttering and soft cloud, his hair was curled up in the heat wave, and every *** hair was struggling, only the place near his heart was warm.No, the eyes are also cold.But the tears are hot, why are the eyes so cold?
It's like looking up at the sky when it's snowing and catching a snowflake with your eyeball.It's so cool.It's so cold that my heart hurts.He seemed to see a pair of eyes, but he didn't have time to see anything clearly, only looked at the road under his feet, and the road was also on fire, as if it led to the netherworld.He stepped on the fire, coughing so much that his throat was fishy, but he had to protect the girl in his arms, and only at this moment did he really hold the person in his arms.There was no jealousy under others, no unattainable distance, and he really surrounded the moonlight of his youth with his big sleeves.His heart was beating so fast that it was about to come out of his throat, and he had already tasted the fishy sweetness.But why does my heart hurt so much, I can't stop crying?
The girl in his arms suddenly stopped, grabbed him tightly, and lifted her head from his arms.Such a beautiful face, with curved willow eyebrows, slightly upturned eyes, and even the red lips painted with flowers are so perfect, although the fat powder is applied to the face, he can see her original appearance at a glance.She was no different from when she was fourteen years old, mysterious and cunning, smoky and flattering, like a beautiful fox demon in a strange story, and he was willing to spend his life pursuing her dreams.But why?
Why was his girl's eyes full of shock?
Why did she shake her head?
I shook it so much that I threw out my tears.Her red lips opened and closed, as if she were saying a certain name.What is she talking about?
Inaudible.But my heart hurts, it hurts!"
Boom—" He heard it.Something collapsed, right behind him, and like in his heart.He turned to look behind him, in an extremely distorted manner, toward the place where the flames were rising.The beams of the house that caught fire fell down, and the floor shook with a spark, so heavy.Why?!
Why is there a girl lying under the beams!!!!!!!
It hurts!!!!!!!
It's like the heart has been stripped out!
It hurts!!!!!!!!!
It was as if he was going to die.The girl in his arms rushed in, and was pulled back by the tongue of fire, and he grabbed her, and held her as if he were holding on to a life-saving straw.He tried to rush in, but as soon as he started, a gust of wind blew in his ears, and someone entered through his side, and the fire closed behind the man, completely blocking his view.He remembered that he had seen those eyes before he left.Those big apricot eyes.They always looked at him darkly, and it was clean, like two quiet lakes in the starry night, and he was reflected alone.They are smiling, as if they have endless feelings, and there is an inextinguishable light in them, which cannot be extinguished by the torrential rain.At this moment, they were quiet, like lifeless glass beads, and their eyes were terrifyingly cold.He involuntarily shouted, "Jade Jade ......"
His voice was swallowed up by the firelight, muffled by screams and crackles, and blended into the chirping of cicadas under the scorching sun, so light that even he couldn't hear it."
Brother Hiko."
He seemed to hear Yuyu shouting to himself, as if he had grown up since he was a child.He's going in, and Yuyu is the only one left.He didn't get in at all, the fire was so great that his beloved girl fell on the burning wall, and half of her body almost burned.Later, he heard his beloved girl say, "Shen Hanyan, you have lost the person who loves you the most."
No, he shook his head., the brain rumbled like the ground.The images in my memory crumbled, and all those gentle voices changed their tunes, into the shrill sound of the wind, into the sound of "clang" when the door was closed, into the sound of water pouring into the ears, into the sound of the skin opening the flesh......
He suddenly ......
Nothing can be heard.He fell asleep deeply, as if everything was just a dream, and when he woke up, he was still the same Hanlin, and the little Qingmei who had set a baby kiss with him was still waiting for him.He didn't catch a glimpse when he was fourteen years old, he didn't have a girl who couldn't ask for it, he only had a little green plum, and Huo Yuyu, who was delicate and cute and stuck behind him every day.He never left Huo Yuyu, never, from the age of ten to thirty, he always took her with him.But when he woke up, he forgot all about it.The scene in the dream is as hazy as a reflection, the tentacles of thoughts can't be grasped, and when you open your eyes, all of them are burned, and there is no boundless melancholy.- Shen Hanyan woke up regularly, washed, ate, changed into court clothes, and was orderly.His wife came back from outside, with a dew of dearness, squinted at him, and said with a smile: "Husband, today is Xiumu, we are going to Ning Wangfu as a guest, why did you change into court clothes?"
Shen Hanyan's hand tightening his belt paused, and then unbuttoned his clothes.How did he forget that he is now the son-in-law of the Guogong Mansion, and he is no longer a little Hanlin, the banquet of the Ning Palace, he is qualified to go now, but he doesn't want to go, and he needs to accompany his wife."
Change it to the mountain blue one."
The wife sat at the table and commanded without raising her head.She likes to dress him up, and in her eyes, he seems to be nothing more than skin.Shen Hanyan silently changed his clothes and did not say a word from beginning to end.Ning Wang Shizi turned one year old, and he was in a big way, and the guests were like clouds, and he felt much more comfortable when he blended into the noisy guests.But after some staggering, he looked at the child in King Ning's arms, his heart was upset, he hurriedly drank a glass of wine, and pulled out of the crowd to breathe.The sun is in the middle of the sky, but the weather is extremely cool, the flowers and trees in the courtyard are sparse, he walked along the corridor, there is no direction, only heard the cicadas crying, unconsciously, has walked on a stone bridge, the water under the bridge is bubbling, and the laughter and conversation of the female relatives came from the side of the bridge.Thinking that he was about to go to the place where the ladies gathered, he stopped, but did not leave, because at the end of the line of sight, a girl in a green dress walked quickly, as if the wind was under her feet.The maid chased after her, "Madam, madam, you beware of your feet, you are still pregnant, ......"
Seeing that she did not listen, the maid threatened, "If you run so fast again, I will tell the master!"
The girl slowed down and turned around with her eyebrows twisted, "What's the matter with you, still making a small report?
I won't take you out to play next time."
She was born with a real spirit, and when she wrinkled her eyebrows and stared, she was no different from when she was a child.She didn't see him.For some reason, he always felt that she would be surprised if she could see him as soon as she raised her eyes, and then give him a happy smile, and run to him with the hem of her skirt and the sun, as she had done countless times before."
Brother Yan, you're here."
She would say this with a smile, her teeth thin and white, more delicate than the spring flowers on the branches.What will he do?
Is it up to her to take him by the sleeve and pull him forward?
No, when she was a child, she would only follow behind him, and she would only hold hands with a big grin when she held him, and when she reached the age of holding his sleeve, she went up a thousand steps, and then left Jinguancheng......
When did she take his sleeve?
He couldn't remember, it seemed like something he had never done before.He must have been drunk.And very drunk.There was a place in his heart that was missing, empty and cool like a hole, and sour blood oozed out of it, and the blood dripped on the ground, sticking to his feet, and he stood in a pool of blood, as if he was about to sink at any moment.He looked at the girl who was far away, as if it had been 10,000 years.It seems that a long, long time ago, so long ago in the previous life, he should have looked at her like this, watching her walk briskly, seeing her eyebrows and eyes vivid, watching her raw.
Energetic.In the midnight dream, he seemed to have gained and lost completely.Fortunately.Thankfully, what?
He shook his head, his life was chaotic anyway.A bone-crushing pain welled up from the tip of his heart, so painful that he almost bent over his heart.The pain was so extreme that he felt satisfied.He watched the corners of her robe disappear into the flowers and trees, like a butterfly flying in front of his eyes, disappearing into the spring *** place.Thankfully, he never got it.Fortunately, there is no way to talk about loss.