132. Holding the Hand, Black Hair and Black Hair
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Less than a hundred miles away from Peiping, there is a place called Qiushuang Lake.
This is a wild lake that is rarely visited by people. Because of the special terrain, it is surrounded by a maple forest. The quality of the water is also different. It seems to be particularly cold. The lake is as bright as a mirror, and is reflected by the sun. When blown by the breeze, ripples like broken ice will occasionally appear, and frost can also be seen in summer. I don’t know when I came up with this name. The source of time is as unexplainable as the ancient stone tablet covered with moss and engraved with the name of the lake.
When autumn comes, the cool breeze turns the mountain maple red, like the setting sun, turning into flames. Like the setting sun dripping down the foothills, even the mountain shadows are full of autumn.
Thirteen years ago, a young couple settled here by the Qiushuang Lake. The boy is several years younger than his lover, but he lives a really loving life.
The breeze blew through her hair, and the woman frowned in distress, looking into the water mirror.
The girl's appearance is very beautiful. Her dappled lips, dark eyebrows and delicate nose, especially her eyes, are soft and demure, giving her a ladylike charm. Her waist-length hair showed a fine, moist luster, covering her alluring curves. When she sat by the lakeside, she looked like a narcissus blooming, so bright and beautiful.
Her beauty is not breathtaking. But it can capture people's eyes without even realizing it. Once you notice it, you will find it difficult to look away. Different from her quiet beauty, there is a cheerfulness and aura in her eyes that is difficult to see from her appearance.
She is no longer the age of a girl, but her movements are as clever as a girl's.
Reflecting the light of the water, you can see the woman's hair curling slightly. But the black hair is like a waterfall, and it is difficult to comb it by myself. The girl's hands didn't seem to be particularly skillful. A shiny ivory comb was messed up in her hand, which made her upset, but she ended up laughing.
It's even more charming when it's funny. C) Factory Latin suck
She is very suitable for laughing - that's what teenagers always say. Her smile is very beautiful, whether she purses her lips tightly, laughs heartily, leans back and forth, is elegant and quiet, is pure, or is relaxed, they all have different beauty.
But if the young man was asked to tell what was so beautiful about her smile, he couldn't tell.
But he loved seeing her smile.
Mingfei really looked at her quietly. His sitting figure overlapped with that of a young man with snow-haired hair.
The white-haired boy also stared at the girl taking a photo of the lake without blinking.
"Idiot, when are you going to see me looking at me like this?" The good girl didn't even look back, and seemed to be quite angry. But the tone seemed to be blaming the newlywed husband, full of the fun of a young couple bickering.
"Watch it for a lifetime." The boy, who was sitting lazily with his chin propped up, blurted out without thinking.
The girl let her pink face blush with shame, but she didn't bow her head. Hand the comb back generously.
"Why don't you come and comb my hair? The man does it so easily. Who wants to marry you?"
The boy didn't say anything, smiled and stood up and sat behind the girl. He was much younger than her, but taller. Sit down behind her and look perfectly matched.
The girl likes the boy to comb her hair. His technique wasn't particularly good, and sometimes it hurt her. But she just likes it.
She likes the boy's clumsy but serious approach, she likes the way the boy who is usually fearless looks distressed and ridiculous after he hurts her, and she likes him sitting behind and talking to her. When he got tired from sitting, he fell back wantonly and lay on top of him. It’s your man anyway, who are you afraid of seeing?
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The two of them hugged each other and looked at the red maples of the lake, bathed in the light of the water and the wind, which she loved the most.
Suddenly the girl sighed.
The young man tied the black silk into a bundle, combed it carefully, and said casually: "Why are you sighing?
....I am much older than you. Can't see it now. When I get older, you will have other women you like.
The boy behind him didn't stop moving, but didn't say a word. The woman murmured in a low voice as if she was worried.
"When you are twenty years old, I will be twenty-six years old. When you are thirty years old, I will be thirty-six years old..."...
The young man confirmed her words, and the girl's heart suddenly lifted, but she heard him speak slowly.
"When I am eighty years old, you will be eighty-six years old. When I am ninety years old, you will be ninety-six years old."
He gently pulled her into his arms.
"By then, we two old people will have lost our teeth and can no longer walk. I will also comb your hair."
The girl's little head rested on the side of his neck and she gave a soft 'hmm'.
"We will live here in Qiu Shuang Lake. I will play the piano and study, and you will practice sword dancing and martial arts. If we can live to be ninety years old together, it will not be in vain.
Their acquaintance was not always smooth sailing, nor was the development of their unforgettable love. But their relationship is very simple, even when they make a promise. SF male novel
The memory ends here.
He naturally remembered that everything changed after that day.
The memory of the tragedy that separated them is still so vivid that it still hurts to think about it. He didn't want to watch it a second time.
The young man stopped.
Perhaps it should be said that instead of the boy's shadow, the grown-up youth made him still.
"I have to go now
The woman in his arms did not speak, but looked puzzled.
"You can't understand it. The content of these words comes from a time you have not participated in, and you can't understand it.
Ming Feizhen stood up slowly and looked at the lake light frost that was exactly the same as in his memory.
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"Perhaps you don't believe it. This world is not real. It is made up of other people's martial arts. That person's cultivation is extremely strong, he has a mind that is rare in the world, and together with the wonderful foreign objects, the current world can be formed."
He lowered his head and focused on the girl.
"I have been looking for you for more than ten years. I have traveled all over China, and even visited the seven countries of Northern Xinjiang, Southern Xinjiang, and the Western Regions... I have searched for everything you have told me and mentioned to others. Even places like you would think of. There is a world out there that I have never seen, and it doesn't have you.'
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"I should thank him.
QC
Ming Feizhen was talking alone, his eyes never leaving her body for a moment. Quan Xiaowan
"Even in this form. If it weren't for him, I don't know when I would see you again.'
...Next time, let’s talk face to face. "
After saying this, someone in the God Refining Cauldron opened his eyes.
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"Yes...back, right?" Shen Yiren choked and questioned.
My body suddenly felt warm, as if I had fallen into a warm and solid place. When she realized she was being hugged by someone, his voice came to her ears.
"Sorry for making you worry.
Shen Yiren's tears finally couldn't help but roll down. The girl with her eyes closed bit her lip and kept cursing.
"Asshole...egg..."
Ming Feizhen met Luo Ming's eyes and whispered in Shen Yiren's ear.
"Don't worry. It will be over soon.
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