The slight night wind blows the ends of the hair and touches the night demon's nerves.
The faint fragrance of flowers, I don’t know if it is the locust tree or the small flowers in the flower bed in the middle of the road, it is strange and desolate.
Yin Yijie is back!
He came over and I walked over and didn't look at the person who was already surrounded by the middle. There was no need to look at it, there was nothing to see.
It's strange that when my grandmother and I depend on each other for life, we don't feel a special kind of sticky like other grandparents and grandchildren; we don't feel that way when we see our father."
On the contrary, I looked at him, and saw that three years had passed, three years, three years were like the chaos among us.
It is easy to take a step. You can travel through flowers and willows, travel through time and space, just look at the people opposite you, no matter how you walk on the fire, you will pass by.
It seems nothing if I haven't seen each other for three years, right?
Everything is like yesterday, can we say that?
Three steps apart, he stopped, and I stopped too.
Looking up, looking at him, the fusion of coldness and gentleness became more and more complete, and a look could reveal two completely different feelings in one look.
Yin Yijie is still so thin, not very tall, but he feels straight; his backbone is straight, and he is not as gentle as he talks to his son, nor is he as gentle as he calls me.
No, he doesn't necessarily call me very gentle, he always hates me
Looking at his eyes, it was a little confused. Maybe it was the effect of the light. I couldn't see it very clearly. I don't know if it was gray or
His eyelashes were so long that they formed dense curtains, covering his thoughts, so they became increasingly difficult to see clearly.
The face seems to be less white than before, with a color that may not be said to be bronze, not so dark; I don't think the wheat color is not so sunny; it seems to be a bit like yellowed paper, or a little like topaz
.
Bright and white
What's the reason?
When he was very busy in the past, his eyes turned black and his eyes were deep. Why did he give me a yellowing feeling, an old one? Is he old?
Take a step forward and try hard to open your eyes,
After careful examination, every little expression of his was afraid of missing a little