Looking back when I am about to die, power, beauty, wealth, fame, enjoyment... none of them seem to be important. The most important thing is lost and can never be regained.
At this time, I just want to hold her hand, look at the smile on her brows and eyes, and watch her grow old with him, from being gorgeous to being gentle and kind. Every wrinkle on her face has his story, and every wrinkle on her face has his story.
Every expression has his memory.
It's only when I die like this that I feel relieved, rather than like this, where everything disappears.
"Yun'er, are you still unwilling to forgive me? Why didn't you come to pick me up?" He squinted his eyes and looked into the void, trying his best to see clearly whether a face like that would go through many vicissitudes now, like a
What does grandma look like?
But no matter how he looked, he couldn't see clearly.
He felt cramps in his chest, shouted, and suddenly fell off the dragon bed. Liu Yu rushed forward to hug him and help him perform his exercises, "Your Majesty, please don't be angry."
The emperor's chest felt sweet, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted suddenly.
When Su Mo and the others left Bao'en Temple, they were all relaxed and in good spirits. Although the weather was freezing, they didn't feel cold.
Everyone was talking and laughing and had a good time.
When going down the mountain, Su Mo asked a few special bearers to carry the old lady in soft bags, while the others walked.
Went down the mountain to change the carriage and went straight to Su Mansion.
The people at home are almost ready, those who left, those who stayed, those who were happy, those who were lonely...
Su Mo made an itinerary for the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and it was a good day to travel.
That night, everyone was too excited to sleep. After all, we would be on the road before dawn the day after tomorrow.
Huangfu Jin simply stopped going back to the palace and stayed in Su Mo's room for a long time. Su Mo asked him to go to his second brother's room to rest, but he refused, and finally sat in Su Mo's bedroom to meditate and practice.
Su Mo was talking to Jin Jue and others, but they couldn't sleep.
Shui Mei whispered: "Miss, the third lady looks a little unhappy."
Su Mo glanced at her doubtfully, "What's going on?"
Ordinarily, Xin'er is not such a naughty girl now, so why would she be unhappy?
Jin Jue decorated Su Mo's jewelry carefully, came over and whispered: "I guessed a little, but I don't know if it's right or not."
Su Mo gave her an angry look, "Didn't you tell me earlier if you knew?"
