He smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's so unbelievable, how can I say anything? At first, even I didn't believe it, but it felt so real, I was almost driven crazy. When I believed it, I couldn't believe it.
I don’t even know how to talk to you anymore, I don’t want my past kindness to hinder you now.”
Love is too true and affection is too deep to tolerate any perfunctoryness or reluctance, so I would rather suffer deeply than restrain her.
His black hair hung like a curtain on his handsome Qinghua face, blocking his clear and distant eyes, as well as the deep meaning he tried to hide in them.
If he doesn't say it, how can he know that others won't understand?
When Lin Qingran heard this, she wiped away her tears, pushed her head into his arms, and cried, "You idiot!"
Everyone in the world said that King Yun was a god in his military skills, but in her eyes, he was a real fool. He was a fool who couldn't be more stupid.
The barriers of past and present lives, the confusion of life and death, crossing life and death, suddenly looking back, that person is still there.
This world is filled with ups and downs, intertwined sexual relationships, and you can meet the same person twice in a row. You love her, and she happens to have you in her heart.
How many people can have such happiness?
Even if the world is so flashy and ever-changing, as long as there is one person who can share joys and sorrows, live and die with you, and love each other, that's enough, that's enough.
Joy came in like a tide, overwhelming, and Lin Qingran was so happy that she couldn't control herself.
Yun Zheng felt her unspeakable joy and was infected by it, smiling.
The two of them embraced each other like this, and their joy seemed endless.
That night, they held hands and hugged each other, sitting in the warm spring-like waterside pavilion, talking carefully.
She told him that Dugu Lin was defeated miserably and Dugu Xiao ascended the throne.
He also told her that Emperor Nan Lin met his mother. They were satisfied and left with smiles. The regent was stabbed to death by his own guard with a sword under the combined efforts of him and Nangong Qi. Nan Lin
King Zhao ascended the throne.
Both of them spoke calmly, but who could not understand the bloody storm hidden behind these few words? They were both in very high positions and knew what lay behind these few words.
No matter how deep the water is, no matter how calm it is on the surface, there are still rough waves crashing on the shore below.
In the whispers, Lin Qingran nestled in his arms, with many inexplicable touches lingering in her heart. She pressed against his chest, smelling the familiar fragrance vaguely floating on his body, and the gentle warmth spread to her heart.
, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he finally couldn't resist closing his eyes.
Yun Zheng lowered his head, his beautiful eyes filled with a joyful smile. This was the first time that he felt that life was so worth rejoicing. He felt that for the first time, he was so close to happiness. He was so close that he could stretch out his hand while breathing.
touch.
"Yun Zheng!" Lin Qingran, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth to him, and said with a smile: "It's great to be able to hug like this!"
Yun Zheng was heartbroken after hearing this. In the eyes of ordinary people, a hug is such a simple thing, but there is probably no one in the world who can understand better than them how luxurious this hug is to them.
Fortunately, they can still hug! They can finally hug.
He lowered his head gently, pressed his warm lips to her forehead, and murmured: "Well, it's so nice to be able to hug you like this!"
The red sun in the distance rises slowly, signaling the beginning of a new day in the capital.