The silent night outside the window seems to be connected with the thoughts of the people who are looking at it quietly at this moment. I climbed barefoot to the window sill and sat curled up against the wall. An orange-yellow moon jumped down from the osmanthus tree and covered the osmanthus tree.
A ray of cold moonlight fell on my bare feet.
Xiaobai was also nestled in my arms, not talking, just nuzzling me lazily, very intimate.
I looked at it and smiled for a long time, then said, "Why are you still unwilling to talk to me until now? Are you always disappointed in me and don't want to talk?"
It is silent and speechless.
The night was eerily quiet.
Thinking of what Xiaoqi and Ge Kong said when they left the villa, everything was ready. So, does the calm now mean the turbulence of tomorrow?
Xiaobai still didn't speak, but I had already gotten used to it, and I didn't feel left out.
I looked at the deserted courtyard and said softly: "We are the only ones left." It turns out that those women who were relegated to the cold palace would rather become crazy or stupid in this suffocating silence and emptiness.
, I don’t want to experience this utter loneliness and loneliness anymore.
I remember there is a saying that loneliness is the carnival of one person, and carnival is the loneliness of a group of people. The singer who said this sentence has a listenable voice. Loneliness is like the flowing wind.
Suddenly, the door was opened with great force.
I heard the noise and looked back in surprise. Xiaobai in my arms had already jumped out of the window and disappeared into the misty night.
Sima Rui? It's so late, what is he doing here?
He suddenly smiled at me as he walked in. The pungent smell of alcohol hit my nostrils. God, how much did he drink to get so drunk? He stood there, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled and his nose straight, because he was drunk.
, the figure was a little unstable, but still staggered over.
Before I had time to dodge, he came over and hugged me. He drank Baihua Qingmei wine. Because I like to drink it, did he develop this habit? In addition to the strong smell of wine, he also had a light smell.
The fragrance of flowers is as light and sweet as the gurgling water in summer.
My body stiffened for a moment, and then I started to resist out of habit.
But I ignored his strength. Even though he was drunk, he still hugged me tightly and refused to let go. I was about to touch his weak point. Unexpectedly, his head was buried between my collarbones.
, murmured: "Xiaojin, Xiaojin, why, why don't you love me, why do you avoid me, why..." There was a warm feeling on the neck.
So, then, are those tears?
Tears of an emperor?
I forgot to break free, everything that might be waiting to happen tomorrow, and everything else in the world. In my mind, there was only the warm liquid he buried in my neck and flowed down.
The warmth on my neck was like a sudden beam of light, casting the first hope in my life into my already dim eyes. So, I saw the pain in your heart at this moment, and saw your smile,
Your tears, my budding heart, began to bloom slowly. I woke up in the deep forest, faced the unknown sun, and bloomed the first delicate flower in my life.
Your tears tell you that your name is love, and you are the light that I cherish most in my life.
He raised his head in a daze. I don't know what we will face when the new sun rises tomorrow, but I know that at this moment, I love him. My heart has become soft because of his gentle tears, and I can tolerate him there.
Everything. I looked at him with tears, no matter who he was looking at now, no matter whether I was his substitute or not.
I truly understand that I love him, this emperor, this heartless man. I love his empty heart, his deepest love, and his most helpless expression.
"Xiao Jin..." He looked at me with watery eyes, and then suddenly kissed my face, kissing away the tears on my face inch by inch, tender and lingering, his tongue was like a wandering snake, caressing my face
On my cheeks and on my lips, there are imprints belonging to him.
I stood on tiptoes, hugged his neck, and then pressed my lips against his astonished gaze, kissing him deeply. Our tongues intertwined and formed a beautiful lilac knot. Although he
She was confused, but she still followed my lead and kissed me deeply.
My face turned slightly red, and the blush was like a delicate and beautiful wild rose climbing up my fair and clean neck, blooming on my delicate and tender cheeks.
I moaned lowly, and my small moans blurred the quiet night and dyed our eyes red. We hugged each other with tears and sincere hearts, without any pretense or falsehood.
Although I don’t know how long it will last, I hope that this moment can accompany us until the end of time. Until the end of this life.
He carried me to the bed and laid me down, and then I was a little wet, but at this time, his exceptionally clear eyes were looking at me steadily, and his long and well-jointed fingers gently stroked my cheek.
He murmured in his mouth: "Xiaojin, Xiaojin, tell me, this is not a dream, this is not a dream..." His face, which was stained red by wine, looked a little distressed in the dim moonlight, and he smiled sadly.
: "How many times have I dreamed of you in my dreams, but as soon as I woke up, you were gone...Xiaojin...Xiaojin..."
I didn't say a word, but told him with actions. I raised my head and kissed his chattering mouth. A smile of relief flashed in his eyes, and then he touched me, changing his passiveness into an active one, and kissed me densely on my cheeks.
On the neck, on the collarbone, on the chest...and then down again.
The thin clothes were taken off one by one, his fingers were slightly cold, and my body trembled slightly under his touch, like a flower in bud. A beautiful light flashed in his eyes, and I was determined.
He looked at me blankly.
Her body turned reddish due to his touch, and every part of her body seemed to have been awakened as a memory, especially delicate and sultry...
Amidst the layers of elegant curtains, there is a beautiful spring light in the room, and there are also murmuring sighs and moans.
The desire and heat he had always buried were released in me, and I just endured it gently, caressing his back, and climbed to the peak of pleasure with him. This man is the one I love, so, do it for once
There's nothing wrong with being a substitute.
He is the person I love, how could I hurt him again and again.
The night is long and whispers softly.
Beautiful and sultry.
Everything is like a beautiful dream, like a rose that slowly blooms and slowly withers, like a winter plum that blooms and decays alone, like a firework that blooms entangled and scattered, like a sunflower... it will last forever.
In the dreams of old or the old walls tonight, who can understand the pain caused by the rain hitting the bustling city at this moment?
Tears unknowingly slipped from the corners of my eyes and fell on the white sheets.
This person is Brother Sima.
That Sima brother who has been by his side since childhood, playing, laughing, drinking, and visiting brothels with him.
The pain in my heart is getting deeper and deeper.
After traveling through thousands of years of pain, I was destined to meet you. You are the calamity of my life.
"Love is the greatest calamity in the world."
If the old guy had never met my mother, if he had never fallen in love with her, he would have been a free and uninhibited man, full of knowledge, inviting the moon to accompany the clouds, traveling all over the mountains and rivers, how happy he was! But - he met her, and he also fell in love with her.
I went up. Then my whole life fell into the catastrophic road that I will never return to.
What about me?
Who understands, who can explain clearly?
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