Blade.

“You’re the only loser in the yard!” I’m sorry.

“Mom, the General Liang brought a street bride to marry Xiao Yun!” I’m sorry.

I broke the teacup.

Then he looked up and saw Liang Qian in an ink-coloured military uniform, with a deep and blind eye.

One.

I’ve been singing in the pear garden for 10 years, and it’s hard to be a horn.

However, there was fighting and the theatre was set on fire.

I was forced to turn around to earn a living, but contrary to my wish, and all the actors avoided me as a scorpion, and in the end I became a singer in a brothel.

I’m an idiot. “I’m in a whorehouse. What are you doing? He says he’s not selling, see how much you’re worth? I’m sorry.

And then I showed her that my work was worth a lot of money.

And it fell from the sky, and saved me from the fire.

I thought I was turning sparrow into a phoenix, and I was on my way up.

He declared in front of the people that he only wanted to marry me as his Aunt of the 18th.

And he never saw me when he married me.

He must still hate me.

The candle burned itself, and I took a deep breath, and I lifted the cover, and I drank the whole bottle.

Liang Yi, you don’t respect me and don’t blame me for not respecting you.

“Who is it that comes in and speaks?” I’m sorry.

The little shadow came in, a skinny kid.

The eyes are big, and the ooze looks speak.

I stood by her chin and asked her, “What’s her name, what are you doing looking at me?” I’m sorry.

She had the guts to look at me and laugh at me: “My name is Qi, and they say that the new aunt is beautiful and kind, so let me see.” I’m sorry.

I strangled her jaw and forced her to look up at me, “Do you see it? I’m a bad guy, a bad guy. I’m sorry.

“You’re a good person.” I’m sorry.

I’m sick of people saying I’m a good guy.

Good people don’t watch their parents die when their enemies set them up.

I’m tearing up her collar, and I’m gonna take a bite of her collar.

Her eyes were red and wet in a moment, and I felt satisfied and relieved.

There were applauses at the door.

I look up to see.

Ink-coloured, strong, shoulder-to-shouldered.

“That’s nice of you. @Langya said:

And We loosed the blind eye and looked at him, and looked at him: “I do not know that after all these years, you are better at my mouth. I’m sorry.

Liang smiled, step by step, without looking, and said, “Get out.” I’m sorry.

The pitiful little collars are all messed up, and they’re stale.

I held my wrist.

At last, Liang Yi is looking at the twilight, and the eye is on our interlocking wrists.

The eyes are sharp.

I didn’t care about him. I tied the collar to her and touched her shivering shoulder.

“Go ahead. I’m sorry.

It’s like he’s going to cry and he’s gone.

Before we left, I remember putting on the door. It’s a dog’s leg.

I’m impressed.

Liang Yien sat in front of me and let loose the pine uniform collar.

He’s always been a decent man, with a button to be drawn from the bottom to the top.

I don’t know why, it’s probably because I’ve known him since we were kids.

But I wasn’t so bad before, and he wasn’t so big.

“I thought the Yun family’s daughter was so good, I didn’t think she was a bone. I’m sorry.

He looked at me with a little eyelid, a sarcasm eye.

“You don’t look sad, you probably don’t remember calling me a good sister. I’m sorry.

I smiled, and my back lips scoffed.

He stood up.

The legs were wrapped in military boots, which swayed into my sight.

I can’t remember him.

I didn’t think he would fall down and whisper to my ears: “If you want to hear, I can still cry now, a few times. I’m sorry.

Nasal, hot, squeezing in my ears.

And I laughed, and I pushed him away with one hand, and stood up and looked at him.

When I said, “Call out,” I said, “I’ll unbutton the button of his coat.” I’m sorry.

He didn’t talk. His eyes were like a fire.

Two.

I just went all the way down his coat, unblocked, and I saw his mouth bending when I reached out to unbutton the first button of his white shirt.

I wondered if he would let me strip him and press him on the bed.

Can’t let him.

I stopped, tied his buttons and tumbled his tie.

My arm hurts when my wrist is soared, it’s like a hug.

“You want me to die? “I’ve got a few words from my teeth.

And he kissed me on the forehead, and his voice was a little dumb: “How can I let you die when you die? Where can I find a more suitable bed? I’m sorry.

I close my eyes.

He’s the one who knows me best. I know where to lay a knife.

And We were pushed by him on a soft couch, and We exposed to him the whole back unguarded.

The next second, I felt like my ridiculous red dress had been ripped out and my neck, even my calves, was cold.

Liang Liang’s finger turns around my body, not to mention being gentle and eager to conquer.

The moment I felt the pain, I bit my lips out of blood.

Leung turned my cheeks and his thumb rubbed blood on my lips, and his eyes were dark.

“Sleep with me, as if you had suffered from heaven.” He grunted, “But who knows, the little cloud of the city is a regular guest of the court before it is formed is heard that every time you go, you have different guests’ hands.” I’m sorry.

He squeezed my arm, he pushed harder and harder, and he threw out a few words like that. “As between the beds, the left hand of Xiao Yun changed his right hand, a trade in resources for the ocean? I’m sorry.

He lifted my chin and forced me to look up at him.

I saw his eyes as deep as the sea of ice, filled with coldness and mocking. “Why do I not know that you have the power?” I’m sorry.

I’ve been singing for years, I’ve been in the troupe for years, and I’ve rarely been so angry. “Who is not sleeping with you? Liang Qing, General Liang, you were no more than a servant of mine. I’m sorry.

It’s time to push forward for 10 years, when I was the daughter of the Southwest Yun family.

My father and mother were able to join the North Government and became the master of the Southwest Bank.

My uncles and uncles do business with my family’s resources, but they make a lot of money when they can.

It is not too much to say about the economic life of the south-west.

Even the most powerful of the three warlords, and now in control of the south-west region, had to smile at my parents.

There are many servants in my house, more than I know.

Liang Yiu’s father is a gardener specializing in flowers in the backyard.

And then… forget it. It’s not clear who owes who.

In a bunch of questions, the eyes of a beam of beams became sore.

He punched me, and I took a fall for it.

However, there was no pain, and my cheeks were rubbed off.

He smashed a dent in the head of the white wood.

Liang Qian left me, rubbing his hands and his eyelashes down, and his tone was calm: “You are provoking me.” I’m sorry.

And We turned over, and drew the child to the chest, and said: Neither are you. I’m sorry.

Liang Zhi was tied to a belt, and his shirt was not worn, and he pulled a chair and sat down.

He has been in the army for a long time and even sits with a sharp breath of iron blood.

I always knew he looked good. He was a pretty girl.

Wide shoulder and narrow waist, pretty good.

However, he had some old wounds on his naked chest, which was appalling.

I couldn’t help but say, “We don’t really have to do this. I’m sorry.

Liang Qi didn’t say a word, got up and drank, and I looked at his rolling throats, and I went off for a while.

When he drops his cup and he makes a sound, I can’t say “What time is it?” I’m sorry.

Liang Qing looked up at the bell and said, “One point.” I’m sorry.

It’s 1:00 in the morning.

He put his coat on his shoulder, and said, “Sleep early.” I’m sorry.

And I asked: “Where are you going?”

“I have an aunt in 18 and you’re afraid I’ll have nowhere to go?” I’m sorry.

He stopped and laughed at me and said, “Do you want to continue?” I’m sorry.

And I lay down, and I will be well-treated, and I will not fall into his trap: “Go away!” I’m sorry.

Liang Yien brought the door.

3

I had no dream all night.

And the next day, a few beautiful handmaids came to me to serve me, and brought me a box of jewels, which they said had been delivered by the governor.

The radiance of beads has swayed to my frown.

I can imagine that the purpose of the jewels delivered by Liang is nothing more than to mock the daughter of my former jewels and to make a living in a brothel.

So I stopped looking at the jewels, and put on a plain white dress, and went out to practice.

I can’t be an aunt for the rest of my life. One day I’m going back to the stage.

I’m sweating again. I’m ready to go.

Lieutenant Zhao stopped me.

“Mrs. Windsor, where are we going? I’m sorry.

I laughed, and I said, “What is the matter with you, your General, who ordered me not to leave?” I’m sorry.

He said, “No, the General is very good to you.” You see, he’s given you the best beauties for your decoration. I’m sorry.

Before he finished, I turned around and went back, “Well, look at my memory, forgot to take the jewels from the governor. I’m sorry.

There was a sweep in the courtyard, and I just caught a glimpse of last night’s twilight.

Deputy Zhao says, “Why don’t you say hello to Mrs. Yun?” I’m sorry.

I was so kind and I thought, “Take her with me.”

I asked Deputy Zhao, “Did you have a car? I’m sorry.

He immediately said, “This is the plan. I’m sorry.

I smiled at him, “Don’t let me rush. I’m sorry.

The car stopped, not at the hotel, at the Golden Jade Hall.

A pawn shop.

I got out of the car with a pick-up, and I switched the box to the ocean.

I took her to the bank and traded the ocean for gold.

With a box of gold, the eyes are straight.

“Mrs. Cloud…”

I interrupted her, and called me Miss Yun, okay?

She’s a good girl. “Miss Cloud, there’s so much gold. I’m sorry.

I took her to the Fomen Building to order a nice table waiting for the guests.

Shrimp oil, soy hoof, sea cucumber on onions, pigeon stew… A crotch is on the table and it’s hot.

“When can I eat?” I’m sorry.

We said, “Someone will come.” I’m sorry.

And she asked, “Who will wait?”

And I stuffed it into her hand and laughed, “Wait for someone who can make you eat meat.” I’m sorry.

4

No one’s behind this.

Mr. Chiang has not yet taken his seat and has already given himself three cups.

He opened his chair and asked me, “When did Siu Yun come to Sioux?” I’m sorry.

That’s it!

I went from the city of the sea to the city of Sioux, knocking on the doors of many of the actors, and all of them turned me away.

I was told in vague terms that it was someone who had a great power to say hello and to block me.

All roads have been blocked, except for Mr. Chiang, who had fought in the north before coming to Sioux Town in recent days.

I secretly asked him for dinner, and he didn’t turn me down like my former “friend” did, but he did.

I’m afraid the people who wanted to kill me are a complete mess.

I signaled the waiter to warm the wine, followed his words down, and falsely told him, “Siotown is my home town, people have wandered away or want to go home. I’m sorry.

He nodded his head and said: “I have read your letter, so that if you promise to stay in the theatre with the troupe, you will not go to his house, except me, and I will give you 20% of the profit of the account.” I’m sorry.

We pushed a box of gold over to him, and We showed him only a small gap, and said, ‘Chang is real, and I am not going to go around you.’ I’m sure you’ll be able to run the theatre in the future. How much do you charge me for all this gold and my reputation? I’m sorry.

Mr. Chiang had eaten a drunk shrimp, dropped the chopsticks and took care of the weight of the gold in both hands.

He was silent for a moment and said, “I have to take over the head in four or six. I’m sorry.

I smiled and put the box away and took a glass and touched him.

At the end of the month, you came with the contract, and I signed with the troupe and the gold. I’m sorry.

This feast, as Liang Zian is sarcastic about me, has a right hand to the right hand and a resource to the ocean. The two sides have set the terms, the business, the things you like me to do, and I have always been reasonable.

However, when the beam kicked open the door, I had a heart attack.

In his uniform, he kept his sleeve under his elbow and showed a sharp line of arms.

Looks like you’ve had a lot of wine.

I know him. He’s the kind of guy who gets less and less drunk. It’s often when he’s out of his mind to believe he’s really drunk.

And when he went mad… . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I was looking at the fragments of the third floor bedroom of the Cloud House . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I feel like I can still see him when he calls me “Mix.”

The cheeks are red and the nostrils are sweaty, and the eyes come out of amber-like soft ground.

I don’t know.

I can’t think anymore.

Mr. Chiang was not drunk, so he knew who the man was at the door at once and stood up and laughed, and said, “Why is the Governor here?” Do you have an appointment at the Fomen Building?”

He thought Liang was drunk and went into the wrong room.

But I know that Liang Yi is only here to pick me up.

Although I don’t know where he got my whereabouts.

He walked in here, ignored Mr. Chiang’s holster, pointed at the golden box behind me, and asked me, “This is for you?” Why don’t you ask me? It’s easier to talk to him than to me? I’m sorry.

I looked at him in the face.

Then he came near, and his finger was on my neck, and the wine was floating.

How strange is that the moment when he came over was fierce, yet his finger was soft.

It’s like he’s drunk and still knows who to be gentle with.

I whispered his name, and looked into his eyes and laughed, “Are you jealous?” I’m sorry.

His dark eyes were on me, and he said nothing.

5

Mr. Chiang has moved to the corner of the bag with his tweezers, and I have taken this stand and broke his finger.

In the end, everything is in my hand.

I dragged him so he could see the Liang emblem on the box.

“It’s a shame you’re jealous of yourself. I’m sorry.

The beams are still breathing, their foreheads sweat and their eyelashes seem to be wet. He looked at me over his head, and it seemed like the agitation had disappeared.

I was sure he wouldn’t go crazy, and I laughed at Mr. Chiang and Zheng, who were in shock: “Oh, come on. I’m sorry.

Mr. Chiang did not know about my past with Liang Zheng, but he was used to his business, and he knew more and more, and now he says, “Where, the governor, cough, is drunk. I’m sorry.

The beams were facing eyelashes and were not talking, but he was restless to unbutton the first button on his jacket.

I immediately said, “Mr. Chiang, I’m taking care of this one today. I’m sorry.

Mr. Chiang went to the door with a smile immediately, “Okay, we’ll finish at the end of the month. I’m sorry.

The door was squeaky closed.

I didn’t say anything.

To be honest, I’m afraid Liang Liang will suddenly strike.

He remained in his original position, with his hands on his knees and his arms and muscles tight, as if he were holding a breath.

I asked him, “How many drinks did you drink? I’m sorry.

He didn’t answer.

Until the sound of panic was heard outside the door, the door was carefully pushed.

“Do you see me? I’m sorry.

The first few words were euphemistic, and it was a shock and a pleasure to call out the General Liang.

A girl in a white dress with curly hair.

Liang Liang looked outside the door.

The situation has suddenly become interesting.

It was supposed to be a “snatch-and-take-up” campaign.

But when Mr. Chiang left and the girls came, Liang and I lost one.

He became a fish in the net, and I became a fisher.

And I cried to them for a moment, and said to the girl, “Your Lord Liang army, take it back.” I’m sorry.

And the girl turned away from me, and looked with shame and fright at him, and said, “I will come after you if I see you again.” I’m sorry.

Liang Yi is also funny, not to answer the shame of the girl, but to look at me first.

I was afraid I’d run away.

I don’t care if I sit down and drink.

“Go back first. I’m sorry.

The girl’s got a different face, and she’s upset about the door.

However, I followed her in a very natural way, saying, “I’m going back. I’m sorry.

Girls look at me wrong.

I blinked at her and said, “The General Liang is a good man of every kind. Take care of it.” I’m sorry.

Her eyes were bent to moon teeth.

The clearest and most elegant kind of moon teeth.

The smile-eyed ones have rare shadows.

My heart groans.

I was about to pass by with her, and the beams rose up and held my wrist tight.

“You’re not going anywhere. I’m sorry.

The eyes of a girl can’t stop staring out.

She hesitated to speak.

And We cuddled a pale smile to her, and returned to her: “He may have taken me for you. I’m sorry.

In order not to put me away from this nonsense, I said, “Girl, either you go back, I will send the General home.” I’ll tell you later, the General Liang is drunk and has met a friend and had a good time. I’m sorry.

She’s nodding, and I’m thinking, “Who’s the girl? I’m sorry.

Her eyes bend like a new moon, “I’m a southwesterly twilight. I’m sorry.

My finger was cold for a second.

Only the family of Chenghonggang, known as Liang Zhuang, is known as a traveler who dares to report himself in the south-west.

Cheng Yuang, only daughter of Cheng Honggwang.

And Cheng Honggang and I have a one-sided blood feud.

It is one-sided because he is in his current position, with blood on his hands and numerous bones beneath his feet. He doesn’t remember that he killed my parents, nor does he recognize me.

This hatred is something that I have been writing for years.

I’m holding my fingers tight and my fingerbone hurts.

Cheng Yu-chun came at me with the door.

The sound of small shoes stomping on the wood floor is gone.

Liang Qian was drunk enough to hold me precisely at this time.

His arms were warm, warm, spitting on my neck, and most of his weight was on my shoulder.

That is how he gave me the touch to step on the ground, and I was liberated from the bitter memories of fog and brought back to reality.

It is not the past that is so sad and sore, but the reality that I can sustain through my own power.

I took a deep breath, hesitated and held him in my arms.

He immediately held me even harder, even bowed his head and fell on my forehead and kissed me.

No desire, an extremely gentle kiss.

My whole person is frozen.

It was a sober move he would never do.

When he wakes up, he always laughs, mocks and talks with a gun and a stick, as if I had to give him back the cloud that was not familiar with the past.

Liang Yi, Liang Yi.

I’m groaning.

Do you treat me like a canary, the most glorious trophy of love, or do you really treat me?

I can’t see right now when I’m looking through everything.

Six.

I obviously felt all his weight on my shoulder.

“Hey, you…”

I pushed him in response to his smooth breath.

♪ I can’t ♪

Really?

So trust me?

You haven’t been that bad before…

He can’t sleep in a hotel.

I took Liang home and named two beautiful maids to wash him.

In the bathroom, I put a chair next to the tub, with my chest around my feet, to see the naked man.

Water and steam, handmaiden cheeks red.

Liang Qian is usually the victim, and it’s nice to be quiet.

When his eyelashes are long and thick, and his eyelids open, there is always a high sense of distance.

He’s full of brows. He’s a fortuneteller. He’s used to frowning, and he’s got a little more power.

And he whose lips were not thick, and he was raised all year after year, and he was weak.

These, they can be seen at once.

And under the butterfly bones, which were not often seen, there were scratches and healings.

His earlids are white, and when he moves, he spreads reds like blood.

He has always had no emotional eyes, and when he looks at people, he has a warm tone like Amber’s Day.

These are the things I once received and the cowardice I abandoned.

I looked at the guy in the tub and didn’t see when he opened his eyes from the tub.

It’s probably overdrink. He’s cold as soon as he sees the environment.

Then, without mercy, the arm of the handmaiden was pushed out of her tender veins.

“Get out. He says:

7

It’s just us in the bathroom.

“What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.

I hum, I don’t answer the question, “Tell me, why drink so much? I’m sorry.

Liang’s hands were squeezing his nose, his voice was a little dumb, and his eyes were a little heavy, “You answer my questions first. I’m sorry.

All right.

You’re the boss, you’re the boss.

“You were drunk in the Fomen Building, you broke into my box, you had to take me and go crazy, so I sent you back. “I’ll take a look at his face and laugh and say, “Okay? So can you tell me why you’re drunk? I’m sorry.

He’s in the dark, he’s in the dark, he’s in the middle, he’s staring at me and he’s like, “Cheng Hong wants to marry a woman. I’m sorry.

My heart sank.

However, after many years of good offices, I have been able to develop a new set of skills. I’ve brought a polite smile and a soft voice when I haven’t been able to hear it from my head. I’m sorry.

I don’t know what I’m talking about, but I know my face is impeccable.

The look of Leung Liang became dark in a second, he rose out of the tub and the water splattered me.

And I stood up and hid, and he dragged me to the channel.

I hit a hard marble, and the pain spreads all over my waist.

I’m chewing my teeth and saying, “Fuck, what are you doing? I’m sorry.

And Liang was naked, but he came near me without care, and held me tight.

“What do you want me to do? * He stretches his hand and rips my neck open * * and goes all the way down *

The black buttons broke the wire and were scattered over the bathroom floor.

And We pushed him hard, but We could not remove from him the shackles.

Liang stings on my shoulder.

“Are you fucking sick?” I’m sorry.

The beam of tongues over the lips, the black eye staring at me without any emotion, looks even more angry than I do.

“Are you so happy that Cheng Hong wants me to marry his daughter? I’m sorry.

I stopped.

Is he angry about this?

I stopped pushing him, leaning on the fluids, trying to make my position comfortable.

8

Then I turned away from his eyes and looked at the shampoo that was still in the tub, and said, “The two names are well-connected, with the same drums, with the same doors, and with no concern for the third person. What’s so important about my emotions? I’m sorry.

Liang Yiu didn’t say anything, it was cold and harsh.

And I lamented and said, “You are the warlords, the masters of one side, and the Lord of the East and the South-West, who shakes their feet. And I’m just a pear garden singer. And when they hold me in their arms, they call me, and when they step on me they say I am nothing but a play. Why do you care about me? I’m sorry.

Liang Yiu’s face got ugly and he smiled as if I was funny.

“Look in the mirror, the old Yun Jia Kim may still be worth my heart, but today you are worthy? I’m sorry.

And he squeezed my jaw insolently and forced me to turn to the mirror behind my back.

And I saw my shirt drenched with beams of beams, and a piece of it over my body.

My lips are too pale and my cheeks are red because of anger and look like a patient who returns to his light.

The most embarrassing is my eyes.

And seeing is the law of the opposite. I’m in the middle of a trance with a three-legged cat.

However, I did not take my eyes seriously.

I don’t know when this clear and clean eye began to turn into today’s smooth.

Is it a mark of the years or my moth’s self-loathing?

Liang’s finger held tight on my chin so I couldn’t move.

See, you ruined yourself, and he sounded in my ear with a angry voice, and said, “What was the reason when your mother drove me away?” Oh, she claims to have found her lost pearl necklace from my room, and I’m a mean thief in front of my family. When I was driven out of my house with nothing, your noble mother told me that you were innocent, and that We sought to seduce you in every way, seeking to take the opportunity to climb the sky, and that you were delusional. I’m sorry.

There were two people in the mirror. I was the one who lost his mind, and he was shaking.

He forced me to look at myself in the mirror with rage and went on in my ear: “But where is your mother’s innocent little daughter, who has worked so hard to protect her?” I’m sorry.

He’s angry, I can tell.

But I do not see whether he is angry with the humiliation of his youth or with me not again.

I can’t tell.

Because from the time he started talking about the old days, I felt like I had been completely poured out of cold water.

I never knew there was another end to what happened between me and Liang Yien.

When I was 17, my mother found out about Liang Yien.

My mother had a heart attack and begged me to break up with Liang Yi.

I was a weak, incompetent piece of shit when I was a teenager, and I depended on my parents for everything.

My mother cried and begged me to keep her alive for years.

When I got out of the hospital, I broke up with Liang Qian, he was silent for a long time and saw me for a long time.

I know I’m an irresponsible bastard, but I don’t know how to face my mother’s tears and white hair.

Between my family and Liang Yi, I chose to hurt him.

I was afraid to look at him in my heart, and even my voice was whispering, and my reasons were not perfect.

But Liang Qian accepted my lacuna in a calm and quiet manner, without even saying much.

As if he had known that one day would come, he had accepted the fact that he would be abandoned.

Then I went to the pear garden, and one day I came home and disappeared.

Everyone said the same thing: Liang Zhen went out and ran away.

It also seems reasonable that Liang Liang’s father, who was already ill, is no longer a gardener and is no longer a father’s son.

I didn’t think much then.

But I didn’t know that behind “Lian Liang went out and ran away” was my mother’s complete humiliation of him.

9

I wanted to say I’m sorry and I wanted to say I was sorry, but I opened my mouth and I couldn’t say anything.

I saw myself in the mirror shaking like a sifter in the wind.

The luminum unstuck its hand on my chin and wiped its fingers with a towel.

It’s like I’m dirty.

One after another, he used his towel to wipe his palms, which seemed to be a source of anger.

He threw the towel and sat in his chair, and he was so angry that he looked at me. I’m sorry.

I told the truth in my own mind: “Into a share, not a gift.” Chiang Changhai’s running a theater. I’ll be half the boss. I’m sorry.

I think something’s wrong.

Turns out he wasn’t drunk enough. So, his warm arms, his soft kisses, he wasn’t drunk?

I’m starting to get confused.

Which one of them is his heart?

I’m afraid he doesn’t know.

The bitterness that has been entangled together has long been the same, neither pure black nor pure white.

It’s a poet’s cold blood, and it’s a lover’s groaning hammer, and it’s a mystery that no one has solved for centuries.

I wringed the tap, flushed my face with cold water, trying to wake myself up.

And the bead swung down against my eyebrow, and dripped into my collar, and frostened me.

With this cold bead’s irritation, I’ve recovered a little bit of my mind.

I heard myself saying, “Do you hate me?” I’m sorry.

He looked up at me, “From the moment you left me like garbage, you should know the answer. I’m sorry.

“Why did you let me into Liang? I’m sorry.

He smiled, “Of course to humiliate you, don’t you see? Aunt. I’m sorry.

His eyelashes and his tails were a sharp arc, and he opened a little of his eyes to me; he was cold, he was cold, he was low.

It’s like a blunt knife in my stomach.

Blood is missing, but the knife is killing people.

I looked up and measured him in inch by inch.

This man was the only love I had when I was young, and the floating log that I thought I could trust after 10 years.

And now, he calls my aunt in the most vicious manner.

I saw myself in the mirror, pale and thin, like white paper flowers.

I laughed, I laughed myself into a trap and he finally showed up.

I’m saying, “Who are you?”

Liang has slightly changed the color.

“How many men have I slept with in my velvet, as you say, to humiliate me? Liang Yi, have you ever played home?”

I know it’s not good for me to provoke him.

But I just want him to be angry, he wants him to be upset, he wants him to suffer as much as I do.

– Whether it is for my corruption or for his failure.

Liang Liang fell on the door.

10

It’s been a very long night.

So that I may have time to count the stars in the sky one by one.

The night was dark and cold, as if it were a dark dark and cold shadow, and I came from all directions.

I suck my nose.

How ridiculous.

Not long ago I was thinking that a gentle hug and kiss after Liang was drunk might be his true heart.

However, it has been proven that I am simply conceited and repeatedly trying to put money on my face.

He did it, and he completed his total humiliation of me and cut off my ridiculous thoughts.

It took me 10 years to build up a self-sustaining confidence that collapsed when I met the beam.

Yeah, I can’t cheat myself.

When Liang Qi announced that he was going to marry me, and when he said those sour words, he kissed me on the forehead. In those moments of misunderstandings, whether or not he intended to get me wrong, I wanted to rely on him.

I sent him to kill him.

I rubbed my face and wiped my eyebrow with tears.

Don’t cry, Cloud. Don’t cry.

We’ll be on our own after that.

I am surprised that this intention has also been mercilessly destroyed.

The following morning, before I had finished my bowl of porridge, the frosting came in and handed me a letter.

It was written by Mr. Jiang to the effect that someone offered a higher share, that human rights were so powerful, that he could not refuse, and that he could only talk about cooperation next time.

Businessman’s next time, it’s just a blank check.

And the man who forced Chiang Changhai to say to me, “Next time,” wondered who he was.

I think I know who the man who was going to kill me was.

I burned the letter to ashes, and I couldn’t breathe, and I hammered on the table, and I hammered the ashes.

Liang Yi, you got it, you got it.

I kicked out of Liang’s study.

Liang Qian is standing in front of the border map and sounds like he’s looking at me.

He was wearing ink military uniforms, and he was pulled like a bamboo on his back.

When I looked at him, he picked a frown and said, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

If there’s something in my eyes, there’s something in my eyes.

The flames of stone burning.

“Are you the one who ruined me? I’m sorry.

“What good will it be if Liang Qi turns away from my eyes without doing anything?” I’m sorry.

I slapped him on the desk, and his voice changed: “It was you who sealed me off in the city, wasn’t it? I’m sorry.

Liang Yien drew some pens on the map and threw the pen back to the pen and walked to me.

“I want to keep you with me.” I’m sorry.

When he doesn’t go mad, it’s easy to be delusional.

And We turned our heads away from him with a cocoon of his finger, and said: Marry the beautiful woman to your family and be a great warlord. Let me go out for business and go to the stage, and I’ll never interfere with you half. But if you keep pushing me, don’t blame me! I’m sorry.

Leung laughed, grabbed my chin and approached me, and said with that kind of joke, “You’re going to do me a favor?” I’m looking forward to it. I’m sorry.

Eleven.

You’re welcome. How can I?

I can’t beat him, I can’t beat him.

A pity for the loss of one thousand of our enemies and 800 of our own.

For five days in a row, I went to Liang’s study every day and lamented his ugly face for ruining his future.

Who’s Liang Yi? May I?

I scolded him for singing “The Island Ice Wheels” and then Liang laughed and told him to send someone to make me a cup of tea.

I’m throwing chrysanthemum tea in his face.

He wiped a bead and looked like he was trying to kill me.

“You’re a disgrace. I’m sorry.

I yelled at him from the outside: “Yes, you want your face, and the person who wants your face can do this?” I’m sorry.

His face turned blue, and he came over.

I thought he was really going to hit me, and it was really hard to close his eyes.

He closed the door in a violent manner.

Thunderbolt.

I said he was probably a little soft on me, and he approached me with his face.

“Why don’t you just leave me alone? Don’t tear my clothes! It’s expensive! I’m sorry.

In the high ground of the High Command’s proceedings, he put me on a desk full of confidential documents, and he ripped my coats off.

The big big, rich, tan turned into pieces, as if the flowers had fallen, and they died on the black wood table.

His movements were not gentle, and my arm immediately showed several red marks.

I realized that something was wrong and cried out that he should spare me, and he kept quiet.

My back is a cold table, and my back is on his private seal, and I’m in pain.

And on my chest is his warm embrace, and his breath is all over the earth, and he cannot be refused.

Ice and fire, pure black and white.

It’s not a right or a wrong.

“Lian Liang, ” I can’t help but choke, “I’m gonna get fucked by you. I’m sorry.

He hums, and lifts his finger and pulls the shampoo on my forehead.

“You won’t.” He stares at my eyes, and his thumbs wring out my tears, “You won’t die if I die.” I’m sorry.

It’s my fault, why he looks at me like he’s looking at a treasure.

12

I’m never going to the study again.

I can’t look directly at the documents that I wrinkled, and I can’t guess if the guards who were standing outside the door were listening to me.

I blame everything on Liang, but he doesn’t heed my anger, and even one day soon he says he’ll take me to dinner.

He looked at my dress naked and looked as if he could eat people.

I’m not as thick as he is, and I’m going back to keep him from seeing.

He said, “Don’t change, the white dress looks good.” I’m sorry.

I threw my white dress on the ground and reached out with the blue dress.

The last wrinkles were smoothed, and I looked at him in the mirror, and the smile was narrow and cold: “Was it a white dress or is it Miss Cheng in a white dress?” I’m sorry.

He did not rush away, but showed a smile that I could not understand: “You were wrong, cloud.” It’s a nice white dress. She likes white dress. I’m sorry.

I changed my shoes for a moment.

When I was young, my closet was full of white skirts. Does Liang Yiu mean…

I choked my hands with my nails and forced myself not to make a diversion.

You’ve already lost once. You can’t let him make it happen again!

“Where are you taking me today?” I’m sorry.

And he looked at Us, and said, “To meet Chenghong and Cheng Jai.” I’m sorry.

I’m holding on to the palms and I’m trying to keep my face from being mean.

Only God knows how much I want to kill Cheng Hong-hong.

Liang Qian looked me in the eye, but only smiled.

And for a moment We thought that he knew that we had an old quarrel with Cheng Hong.

But soon I rejected that speculation.

By the time my family fell, Liang Liang had left the south-west and wandered in China.

Moreover, Cheng Hong has kept his secret, in which the truth was not known until I was old and asked.

Liang Yi will never know.

“Let’s go,” he picked up my handbag and put his arms on my face. “My Lady Cloud, should come to the stage and show you. I’m sorry.

13

The Su City Hotel is the city’s most famous hotel, and it is highly regarded.

I was late with Liang, and four people sat in the largest room in the Su City Hotel.

Cheng Hong Gwang and Cheng Jian, Hesheng and his companion.

By the time the gate was carried lightly by the waiter, the three warlords had come together.

He Xian has control of the north, Liang has dominated the East China faction, and Cheng has the south-west army in his bare hands.

Look out, the three of you are quite the same. However, in detail, there is much to be said for.

He Xing is the North, the son of a father. A few decades ago, the central Government succeeded in the vortex of the political struggle with the popular endorsement of the Son of God as a constitutional monarch.

And Ha Shan’s father is a powerful member of the central government.

By the time Hesheng inherited his father ‘ s power, the Emperor became increasingly ill, the central Government was unnamed and the North was shrinking.

But Hesheng is the old boss, and even if the situation is not as good as it was before, he is still everywhere. And… there’s a rosy rosy thing about her. I can’t help it.

By contrast, Cheng Hong Guang is the oldest, most in hiding and with caution.

He plowed into the southwest and started off with my parents and started out as tobacco. He then climbed into the central government, stepped on my parents and took the south-west economic lifeline.

Since then, he has moved his covert arms trade to the surface, thus expanding his military presence beyond the limits of his understanding. He appears to be in a good state, with his physical steps bleeding and his feet stomping on the bones of an unknown number of people.

Maybe it’s too much to kill, with only one woman on his knees.

And Liang Yi, if the rumors are correct, there are doubts about Liang Yi’s hair.

He came to China from the south-west alone and received the grotesque recognition of the General of China at the time. So he used him, and raised him by his side. He was later shot and seriously wounded in the fighting. Only Liang Zhi was present before he died, who was always accompanied by many close friends.

It is not that there is no disagreement within the Chinese forces that the opponents are brutally repressed by Liang Liang’s methods. After a company of 11 lieutenants dismissed, there was no opposition in the army. So, Liang Qian took the throne and became the youngest in power of the warlords at the age of 27.

The manner in which the three were placed varied, but with the same frenzy, they took the throne.

The three of them are supposed to be kingless.

Today’s feast will be a feast.

I just don’t know what role Liang Liang will play and what part to sing.

Cheng Hong’s head is full of silver, and he is in the first seat, and I am with him, and his face remains the same, and he says to us, “Come, sit down.”

Cheng Yuang’s capital is clearly as surprised as her father, when he saw Liang Yien and brought her to dinner. I’m sorry.

I haven’t spoken yet, and the snort has touched my hands and laughed, and my eyes have wandered over me, and I have no regard for the ever-graining look of the beam. “Yes, the General Liang, none of the beauty you have hidden in the Golden House is like this national beauty.” Come on, where did you find the little one? I’m sorry.

Cheng Yu’s face turned ugly.

And Liang went to the dark of God and said, “This is my new aunt, whom you have not seen, but the name of Xiao Yun may have been heard by you.” I’m sorry.

Cheng Hong Guang asked with interest: “Is it the little cloud that sings the opera?” I’m sorry.

I pressed my fingers and smiled and said yes.

Cheng Hong Gwang noded and laughed: “My old man has also been a part of the show for years, and he has had the opportunity to invite Xiao Yun to visit the house.” I’m sorry.

He was kind and kind, and he treated me as kind as he was to other generations.

I am not moving, but my heart is suffocating with cold waves that will drown me to suffocate.

My heart is raving – he doesn’t recognize me! He doesn’t remember me! He didn’t know anything. He killed my family! For what reason, and for what reason the victim is afraid and the perpetrator knows nothing!

The great emotion came and I couldn’t help but hold my wrist and answered for me, “What do you want to hear? I’m sorry.

14

And he laughed: “I cannot call to drink from among those in your house. I’m sorry.

The food is ready.

I’ve got a couple of drunk shrimps and a couple of turners, and I’ve got drunk shrimps right in front of me.

I looked up at him, and he came at me a little bit, and he suggested that I should eat.

Liang’s color hasn’t changed, but under the table, my leg is about to get bruised.

I looked at him in pain, and I stepped on his feet with my bare hands.

What do you think I’m capable of?

And when Hesheng turned the drunk shrimp to me for the fourth time, I put down chopsticks and said to the people of the fair and diverse table, “I’ll go to the bathroom.” I’m sorry.

I was washing my hands, and I saw a swab in the mirror.

I was waiting for him to talk.

And he stood beside me, and he wringed the tap, and smiled at me in the sound of the groaning, “How can a beautiful woman cry and drink?” Liang Yi is a rude man who knows no pity. Why don’t you come with me? I promise I’ll take you to the top. I’m sorry.

The foam was washed clean, and when I looked up at him again, a tumbled out of my ear.

I can’t believe I’ve reached out to my hair.

And We turned to him a little, and turned away from him, and took two steps away from him, and put our fingers together with silk, and the gloomed lips of radiant Zhu bent a smile like nothing.

“The General of He has a reputation. Why bother me? I’m sorry.

Hesheng just opened his mouth, and the guests came in. I took the opportunity to walk, and my heels swayed.

Yes, I’m asking for a greeting.

I want him to be itching for me and not getting me, and I want him to be willing to trade with me — without killing Cheng Hong-hong for me, I just need a little help.

I’ve come to the door, and I’ve never heard Cheng Hong-gu speaking in a close door.

I sent her to Europe a few years ago to make friends. But she’s got a lot of love letters and she hasn’t been on a date. Tell me what you don’t like about people who don’t have a man. Oh, young man. My old man can’t read! I’m sorry.

I put my hand on the doorknob, but I couldn’t hold it.

The meaning of Cheng Honggwang’s words is clear.

What kind of man is more angry than a man in a military camp?

And which of the thousands of men in the barracks is better than the General Liang?

I’m laughing more than that.

And when he came to me, he probably heard the sound of this saying, and breathed softly into my ears, saying, “Do you think you have a place to stand when you hear the little cloud, and when Cheng is married to Liang?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him faceless.

And he laughed, and he said, “If you want to live in another tree, He will always be open to you.” I’m sorry.

I pushed the door and Heshin followed me in.

In the box, Cheng Yu’s face is full of shame, and Cheng Zhong Zhong Zhong Zheng Zheng Qing pours a glass of wine for Liang Qian.

I’m sitting next to Liang.

Before I picked up the chopsticks, I saw Liang Qian’s hand blocking the wine cup, and I couldn’t say no: “My lord, I cannot drink today.” I’ve been drinking a few days and I’ve been drinking all over my house. I’m sorry.

The atmosphere in the box became delicate.

She was hugging her date and she was probably trying to see how I got off the stage.

She looked up at me, and looked upon her face, and hid a blemish and jealousy.

Cheng Hong lighted down the kettle slowly, took a moment and laughed: “I’m just a concubine. Where did I treat you so well? I’m sorry.

He made me sexual in a light sentence.

Liang Qian only smiled and drank tea and didn’t answer.

Cheng Hong-guang is not in a hurry, he’s finished with a chopstick and he smiles: “You, you need to marry a proper wife and clean up your inner courtyard.” I’m sorry.

“I look at the jade, I look good, I look beautiful and I live with it, and I’m sure I can handle your aunt in the 18th room. I’m sorry.

Cheng Hong Gwang smiled, “I want to marry the whole southwest.” My old man doesn’t have years to live. I’m sorry.

The face of the greeting changed sharply, and then he laughed as if nothing had happened: “I see. Blessed is he who marries the Jade. I’m sorry.

Cheng Yu’s face was red, and shouted, “Big He!” Don’t make fun of me! I’m sorry.

The luxuries of the south-west for the dowries must be taken into account.

I looked at him in secret.

Come on! Don’t you dare! If you try to catch him again, you’ll run away!

Liang Qi saw my eyes and didn’t know how he interpreted them, but smiled at me.

And in an atmosphere of joy, he lay down his chopsticks without weight, and said, “To the earth, I was of those who looked upon the jade.” In my heart, she’s my own sister, and I hope she’ll marry a good man. I’m sorry.

Boom.

Cheng Yuang’s glass fell on the table and the wine was splattered.

And everyone looked at her.

The girl had a red eye, her hands and feet were busy looking for paper towels, and her hands and feet were too busy rubbing red wine on a white dress.

But somehow, the more the stains spread, the more she continued to move, as if she would not look at the dew of Liang Zhou.

He shouted: “The jade.” I’m sorry.

The girls raised their heads and their eyes were so clear and clear as to shed tears.

Cheng Honggwang said, “Don’t wipe it off. White dress doesn’t suit you. Don’t wear it anymore. I’m sorry.

Cheng Yuen looked red in the eye and looked at Liang, while the latter was wearing a jacket without notice of her eyes.

Liang Zhi was wearing a coat and rubbing his mouth with a tissue, as if he had not felt a rigid atmosphere and smiled and said, “I have something to do. I’m sorry.

He took me up and left me with a wine pot, and he was like, “Lord Liang, you give up the wall for a plate of wild vegetables so you can go away without regret! I’m sorry.

Liang was holding me tight and forcing me to lean around him.

Then he said to himself, “I have never done anything by a woman, neither before nor after.” Jade, if there is any sin, forgive me. I’m sorry.

Then he strutted his head, and didn’t look at him, and took me out of the room.

15

“You used me as a shield. Did you ask me if I wanted to? “When I get out of the hotel, I’ll throw out the arm of the beam and lower my voice and I’ll ask him, “Why do you pull me for a gun?” I’m sorry.

Liang Qian left me and walked fast, and I wore high heels and he threw me away.

So he turned back and grabbed me by the wrist, and I was driven down by him.

And I stood a step higher than him, and his voice was set in my ear.

“I haven’t asked you yet! You go to the bathroom with your front foot, and you follow your back. What a coincidence you’re going with? I’m sorry.

So I turned my face away from him, and said, “Then ask him, what is the matter with me? Did I call him? I’m sorry.

Liang’s anger is so repulsive, he turns around and he chokes my back and laughs: “You think I’ll let him go? It’s just not even a fire! I’m sorry.

At that point, I suddenly saw a gun being raised across the street against Liang.

I realized I jumped down the stairs and jumped him.

Shots fired.

The angle of the sight has changed sharply, the leaves have disappeared from my sight and the golden tablet of the Su City Hotel has fallen to my eyes.

And the same thing changes, and there’s so much pain in the shoulder.

Liang was holding me in one hand, and the other one was shooting with his hand out of his hand and his eyes were cold and cold.

I’m dying of pain, but I can’t pass out, I can only cry with my eyes open.

I’ve lost all my pain, I’ve lost all my mind, I’ve lost all my sense of time, I’ve lost all my senses, I’ve lost all my senses, I’ve lost all my senses.

The sound of the footsteps, the blood that continues to flow, or the sounds of anxiety or shock…

The last thing left in my nose was the smell of disinfectant water.

The blood was on the sleeves of Liang Liang, and he held me like a ghost.

I think the doctor must have fallen for eight lifetimes to meet a patient such as Liang Yi.

“Fuck you,” I’d like to yell at him, but his voice is weak. “Let go of me. I want to live.” I’m sorry.

Liang Zian gave me to a doctor, and his eyes were complicated.

It hurts so much that I can’t tell what’s written in his eyes.

16

The anesthesia is fading, and the pain of a needle in the shoulder wakes me up.

I opened my eyes and the bright sun covered my mind with my eyelids.

And the next day We shall hear the curtains being drawn and drawn, and in a tender and delicate darkness We shall be able to see clearly.

Liang was sitting in front of the bed and looking at me.

“Put me some water. I said:

He stood up and felt the warmth and glass in the dark.

The water’s coming down.

And the beam went to me, and lifted me up, and put the glass to my lips.

I looked at him strangely.

He wasn’t so patient with me, but that was a long time ago.

I was still a daughter of a daughter. I was used to being a pedigree.

After each pleasure, he fed me water, took me to the bathroom and dressed me.

But I haven’t been treated like this since I became the aunt of the General Liang.

“You took the wrong medicine? I asked.

Liang Zheng didn’t pay attention to me, like he didn’t even talk to me. He grabbed my chin and forced me to open my mouth and pour water inside.

I choked and coughed in my chest, and I had a pain in my shoulder.

“Do you commit murder? * I’ve been crying in my eye and pushed him away. *

Liang Zian put the glass aside and stareed at me. I’m sorry.

That’s what I said.

Why did you take a bullet for him?

One reason I tried to extract from the confused and scattered memories was that I could not forget the old beams, or that I was born to be kind, or that it was just a slide of heels that brought him down.

But I had no choice but to find out that the moment of the electron firestone was blank in my mind and that it was an act of subconsciousness.

There’s no reason.

I want to do it, I do it.

But…

I’m looking at Liang.

And the sun came out of the drapes of the drapes, and a little light came out of him.

His horn lines down, and it’s a nice, flowing curve.

And at this moment his lips are so tight, his fingers are so tight on my side, and he seems to care about my answer.

Perhaps I should seize this opportunity.

So I dropped my curtains, and my voice was low: “Why do you ask me to hold your bullets for you? Do you not understand?” I’m sorry.

He’s like, “What do you understand?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him, tears came out of my eyes, and all my voice was crying, “The decade after my parents died, I looked warm. Those who used to be brothers with my father drove me away like a dog. I’m a pearshield master, and I don’t recognize my family when I hear it’s broken. But it’s just you, trying to keep me around. You didn’t say it, but I know how I would have lived such a happy life if it had not been for you. I’d rather die for you. I’m sorry.

You see, the most important part of the show is intergenerational.

My confession is a lie, but the bitterness of the past can no longer be true.

It’s because of the bitterness of the truth that I can’t help but cry.

It’s like, I’m so fond of him and sad about this true love.

Hang on, hold on to me.

I buried my head on his neck, and I held his arms tight and he wouldn’t let go, and I fell into his collar with tears, and I said, “Let’s not fight, let’s just go. I’m sorry.

Liang was holding me tight and his heart was beating too fast.

He didn’t say anything, and his thumb went to my cheek with tears.

For a long time, he groaned, he held my face, and made a kiss on my forehead.

As if it were an inch of the sun, as if it had been screeched, and promised to light everything.

17

I’ve had one serious injury, and I’ve got a soft spot for Liang.

He likes it when it’s nice and naive, and I’ll show him.

Flower tea and reading and writing are all the things that used to happen.

Seventeen-year-olds, instead of touching the money-burning stuff, I went to learn how to make fun of it, to learn how to fill it with wine without a drop.

Ten years of fun, I learned to pretend.

The first time I was out was to pretend to be a grown-up, and now I’m gonna pretend to be gentle and true.

I went to the tailor’s shop to make five new white dresses of different styles and bought 17 pots of flowers.

I bought eight large and small paintings, even one by the border map of Liang’s library.

I used to hold him around the neck of the beams and chatting with him, and to be bored while he was impatient.

Finally, Liang Chong promised me to continue my business.

Only one shall not be allowed to enter the Garden. If he’s going to the feast, he must be with him.

I was able to keep up for two months, during which I completed several books and extended invitations to my former partners in Sea City to come to Sioux City to develop and be escorted by the General Liang.

I broke Liang’s relationship with me, and they knew that the obstacles that had stood in my way had become my help. And now is a world of chaos, with trees on their backs, and they could have turned away from me for a good cause, and certainly now they can have a good interest in me.

I don’t care about them. I just want them to come and shout.

I took the time to meet Mr. Chiang.

And I do not blame him; the judgment is in the nature of the merchant, and the change of position is mine, and it is not likely that it will be better than him.

Mr. Chiang learned about my relationship with Liang Qing and said that the water washed up the temple.

I’m laughing.

He’s ashamed of himself. I’m more and more. I gave him the old partner’s food and food, and he worked overtime, and within a week he had a new troupe, from the piano to the curtains.

When I get sicker, the troupe is ready.

Mr. Chiang has written a good day for me to open a theater in red paper.

I let him choose, after all, “I won’t go on that day. I’m sorry.

He was surprised at the moment and thought he understood what I was saying, and laughed, “At the time of the little cloud, of course, the axis will be over.” I’m sorry.

I’m not answering.

After a pot of tea, I had a yawn and squeezed my nose.

Mr. Chiang is very good, and I’m tired, and I’m so busy saying, “It’s important for you to get yourself up first. I’ll give you a sign on the day of the opening. I’m sorry.

I saw him go away, drink all the left tea, come up and squeeze my shoulder, and ask, “Why didn’t you go on the day of the opening?” I’m sorry.

And We held her little hand in the palm of our hand, and We turned her on her forehead, and laughed, “Because it was not yet time. I’m sorry.

Mr. Jiang has set a period of one month to open his business, but this month is not enough to allow the reputation of a theatre to go southwest. I’m going to make the theater sound all over the country, and I’m going to use a little more gash to bring Cheng Hong to the theater.

This assassination, even if I die, must not allow Cheng Hong-hong to leave the city alive.

18

I am patiently advancing the plan, and I have done a little bit of thorough work, during which news has come — Liang — to capture the man who tried to shoot him alive that day.

“Do you know who it is? I asked.

Deputy Zhao said, “The man is a hard bone, he has done everything he can, but he hasn’t threw up.” But there’s a way not to say it, and we went all the way back to where he was, and we found out he was coming in from the northwest. I’m sorry.

And We crucified pearls, and looked at him from the mirror, and said: The land of the north-west is a dead man, reckless and disorderly. I just don’t know which Northwest power is taking over? I’m sorry.

Deputy Zhao is in the mood to talk to me about these things.

And I turned my head, and I looked at the pearls, and I looked at them, and I said, “How come I’ve suffered so much, so much pain, I can’t even ask for a killer?” I’m sorry.

I’m actually confused.

In practical terms, however, no one will always be wary of rhetorical loopholes.

Deputy Zhao smiled immediately: “Where will it be, Mrs. Yun saves the General and is our all-powerful benefactor?” I’m just afraid the northwest is too complicated to disturb you. Let’s just say, since the Ho’s army in the north-west, a number of Generals of the original Hu’s army have been on their own. However, there is also the road to combat, with four or five people from the same starting point, with only some advantages for Le and Peng. And then…

I dug up a large piece of red lipstick, and I looked on my lips and said, “What is it?” I’m sorry.

He thought about it and said, “The first son of the Great White House of the North-West, named Baekshan Mok. He stayed in the world, and he used to do business. I don’t know what happened, but I’ve recruited soldiers to start fighting in the northwest. I’m sorry.

White Mountain.

That name in my ear moved me.

My family is a business starter, so I’ve always had a good feeling about business people.

Businessmen are good at observing timing, and the more messy they are, the better they will be able to discover the opportunities for departure.

White Shan Mok has a foot in the north-west mess, and his reputation is better than that of Generals Li and Peng.

And it’s even more valuable if he stays.

My cousins went to Europe in their teens, and I should have.

Unfortunately, I was born drunk on stage, all the Seine River water, all the Oxford afterlife, and I didn’t see it like a soft old chorus.

I haven’t stayed in the world, but I know exactly what kind of pie these people are.

Some, like the cousins I only know about hooking up with boys and girls, are pure for sex hunting.

Others, such as Mr. Sanichi, who often appeared in the newspapers as a poet, were writing in the name of the Trinity College in Cambridge, in the spirit of scientific truth and in the spirit of patriotism.

However, it remains to be determined which type of man this white ink is.

Because of this world, there are many people like me.

I went out for a while and Zhao thought I was impatient to listen and laughed, “Look at me, I can’t stop talking, so don’t delay your appointment with Miss Cheng.” I’ve arranged the car. I’m parked at the door. I’m sorry.

The first time I asked for a car, Deputy Zhao questioned me.

The attitude is so eager today.

Man, I’m sure there’s a bit of a pompous mind.

I’ll put on the gill cap, put my coat on and take my handbag to meet Cheng Yu.

19

Cheng Yuang will invite me for tea, I didn’t think so.

On the day of the invitation, I also asked Liang Qian, whether he was comfortable with seeing Cheng Yuen alone.

He was looking at the telegram, and he didn’t lift his head. He said let me go.

And I blew in his neck and laughed, “Didn’t you say that if I went out, I had to have you here? I’m sorry.

The beam’s eyes were darkened, and he put me in a chair like this, and he grunted, “A woman does not count.” I’m sorry.

With that, I’m out with satisfaction.

I’m gonna have to thank Cheng Cheng Yu.

Don’t mind her heart this time, at least she found me an extra reason to go out.

I don’t care who I see.

So, I was in a good mood when I saw Cheng Yuen.

Although she was 20 minutes late.

She asked me to watch ballet.

Russian dancers came to Siouxtown and brought this ballet to the theater.

I’ve never been able to appreciate the ballet, because it’s too much of a pompous thing to do, too euphemism, not enough euphemism, not enough innuendo, not enough to melt millions of emotions into a hype.

Cheng Yuen is late and the show has begun.

In the sound of the music, Cheng Yu-jin opened his mouth: “I was told that you had taken a bullet for the General Liang, and I wanted to see you, but he refused.” I’m sorry.

Strange.

I mean, I’d hate to die if it were me.

What would she do to see an aunt of mine?

I’m not interested in the “no” thing. He was either Liang or Cheng Hong-gang, so he deliberately ignored her words, but laughed, saying, “Thank you, Miss Cheng, I’m almost better.” I’m sorry.

And he held his breath and said, “When I first met you, I thought that you and the Generals of Lian had only met each other. I’m sorry.

“Why did you lie to me?” I almost sighs.

Cheng Hong Guang spent his whole life trying to figure out how to raise a daughter who was simply unconscious.

Is that what happened to me who lived under my parents’ wings?

I stunned and said the first true word of today: “Miss Cheng, believe it or not, you are like what you were before. I’m sorry.

Cheng Yuang didn’t expect me to answer that.

I looked at her and laughed and changed the subject: “I really wanted to set you up with the General Liang. I’m sorry.

And We added in our hearts: of course, it was without knowledge that you were the daughter of Chenghong.

She bit her lips and said, “But you became his Lady Cloud, and he did it for you…”

She said no more.

But I understand.

The young girl had a thin face and did not want to bring up the rejection of Liang.

I looked at the ballet for a while, and I felt as abstract as ever, and I gave up, and I looked at my career.

We said, “Miss Cheng, you are the body of a daughter, and I am nothing but a singer.” Oh, perhaps you’ve heard that I was redeemed from the brothel by the General Liang. I’m no match for you. Actually, you don’t have to call me because I’m just a shield for the General Liang. It’s him who really decides what he wants. I’m sorry.

Cheng Yuen looked down on his head for a long time and he looked at me with stubbornness, “He said he didn’t fight with women, but I didn’t need him to do anything for me, even…”

She’s not talking again.

I smiled and filled her up with sweetness: “I can’t even use this name.” I’m sorry.

Cheng Yu has tight sleeves, no talking.

I laughed at her, and I called her a dick.

20

“You think I’m in love too much? I’m sorry.

I just smile and don’t talk.

It’s an obsession, but it’s young.

I looked at her, and the white light that happened to be swept up in her eyes.

So naive, so believe.

For the first time, I fell down and felt deeply that I was no longer young.

She looks at Liang, a handsome man in power under the shadows.

But I see Liang Liang as an old lover who needs to be protected and used by his unsuspecting heart.

A woman’s age does not lie in a change of face, and perhaps the wrinkles have not reached my eye, but it has stung my heart.

Ballet dancers are spinning and jumping at the tip of a cold stage, and their arms are giving off a strong path.

Cheng Yuang is bound to look at me in the sound of this sensational music, with one eye written in fearless and one eye written in confidence.

“As you said, I’m better than you. You’re like me, you’re like me in white dress and pearls, and you’re like me in three points, and you’re like him. Then he took you away from me, and surely there will be something after that. I’m sorry.

I choked.

She’s so straight, I’m gonna think I’m the fake.

I put the glass down and looked at her, “Miss Cheng, when I was your age, I liked to wear white skirts and bend my eyes. For 10 years, I didn’t wear a white dress, I didn’t brush my eyes. And you, like I used to dress up. Is this what you were born for, or is this what you want? I’m sorry.

I’ve made myself perfectly clear.

Ten years apart, we have never seen each other, but we have a similar quality and appearance. I am an adornment, and she is in love with a young woman.

Whoever learns first doesn’t have to use derogatory arguments against each other. My heart is as bright as it is, but it will not yield to one another.

Cheng Yuang doesn’t talk anymore.

In a moment of silence, I also chewed on her words.

Her reasoning is absurd, but her conclusion is not necessarily incorrect.

Cheng Yu is beautiful and young and has the entire power of southwest.

Liang used me as a shield and added “no woman.” It’s a noble reason to cheat outsiders, but I can’t hide it.

I don’t matter to him.

Besides, for the sake of power, he can even kill and set fire to the fire.

Cheng Yuang’s words awakened me, and I began to think about what was going on.

After all, now he’s my most important card, and his every move will upset my entire layout.

I can’t sit down. I’m dying to find out.

I took my handbag and I left, and Cheng Yuen spoke behind me: “You don’t understand. I first met him when I was 17. He came out of the shade, too handsome, not like any man I’ve ever met. From then on, I vowed to have him. Don’t stop me, or I won’t make you feel better. I’m sorry.

I stopped to look at her.

The girl bites her lips and threatens me with her stubbornness.

I don’t feel angry. I just think it’s funny.

That’s all I’ve said. It’s all in vain. Between two women and a man, she can win the love field to solve another woman. She really should have targeted the quiet man in this invisible agglomeration.

She was staring at me, and I laughed, “If Liang Yi knew you were forcing me to do this today, what would you think? I’m sorry.

Come on, I’ll turn around and go.

I’m not a Buddha. I’m not interested in public life.

A little girl who doesn’t hit the South Wall and doesn’t look back, then she’s going to throw it away.

The dance is coming to an orgasm, and the sound of the footsteps is ringing behind me, and Cheng Yu is chasing me out of the seat.

I stopped on the stairs to see what she wanted to say.

It was at this point that Hesheng came out of another seat and stood between me and her.

Miss Cheng, what a coincidence?

Cheng Yu-chun, “Uh, it’s General He. You haven’t returned to the north yet? I’m sorry.

She was blocked by her greeting, she couldn’t move for a while, and her eyes were anxious to look for me, and for a moment she met with me.

She told me not to leave.

I picked the bulge and I couldn’t stop.

Instead of listening to the will of my lady, I wonder what the greeting is.

“Why, you seem to want me to go, brother, and I am going to be sad.” I’m sorry.

She laughed: “There was nothing but that you had returned to the north a few months ago, and when I saw you, I was surprised.” I’m sorry.

Hersing came a few steps closer to her, completely blocked her eyes to me, and her voice went down: “I was going to go, but I thought there was something else I didn’t do, for example, say goodbye to your sister Jade…”

Speaking of which, he turned around and looked as if there were any people around.

I walked right around the corner of the stairs.

With a second head, Liang is standing at the exit of the theatre, with a button attached to the top of the shirt, and the coat is put around the bend.

He leaned against the wall, and he looked up a little bit and seemed to distinguish the music. His neck curve flowed, and a clear curve came out of his throat.

There was a star of smoke in his fingertips, and red light came out in the dark.

As if it were a warning light drawn in the night, and you knew that it was a sign of danger, but you would not see it by yourself.

I suddenly thought of Cheng Yu’s words and said, “Too handsome, too handsome.”

Mmm.

When he’s quiet and he’s not crazy, he’s pretty enough.

He looked up at me.

Then he reached out to Us with a hand, and put it on my waist, and carried me to his chest.

The other hand, put the cigarette butt on the iron skin.

“Talk what, talk so long?” He asked.

I smiled and held him on his shoulder, with a step above him, and I barely looked at him.

“Did I say that when you wear only one shirt, it’s a real urge to tear it apart. I’m sorry.

He turned his face, bit me in the ear, and put pearls to the tip of his tongue.

“Did I ever say that I don’t like you leaving my sight too long? I’m sorry.

And I did not speak, and he bit me as though he had punished me, and I ate my back in pain, and I endured the groaning of my throat.

With this move, I looked up and found out that Cheng Yuang and Ha Sun were no longer on the stairs.

Where did they go?

21

In the dark side of the hall, the beam of beams swung across my waist.

He said, “You’re getting worse lately. I’m sorry.

I swallowed the next line, “Good mother,” rubbing his cheek like a Persian cat, “I didn’t think you’d come to pick me up. You remind me of the past. I’m sorry.

He untied his hands on my waist.

I can clearly feel that after my words, his aura is no longer so grumpy.

And I went on remembering, “You were one year younger than me, but you were one head taller than me.” The guys in and out of the theater always ask me, is that your brother? I’m sorry.

And Liang whispered, “Then answer, no; this is my little lover.” I’m sorry.

It is my intention to say these words to make Liang soft, but somehow, all these things are now before me.

It’s so fresh, it’s so bright.

I was so happy then.

There’s a road outside the theater, and on both sides, it’s full of silver almonds.

In the autumn, a yellow leaf will float, and occasionally I pick up a piece of it, covering the eyes of the beam, and he will smile and hold my wrist and drag me into his warm arms.

He was so nice.

I’ll do whatever I have to do.

And at that time, he was stubborn, but he always had a big smile in his eyes.

I don’t know.

Forget it.

I’m gonna feel like I owe him again.

The music came to a climax, and in the deafening music of the halls, Liang Qing approached me and whispered, “Take you to the hospital today.” I’m sorry.

And I thought of the pain of unmasking the gauze, and immediately reflected, “What’s the matter, the wound is complete, I’m not going.” I’m sorry.

He said, ‘You have not been for two months. I’m sorry.

I’m holding down, I’m looking down at my belly.

The light of the shadows will occasionally be on the stairs, and his face will be blind and he will not be able to see.

“If I were pregnant, would you let me give birth to him?” I’m sorry.

It is well known that Leung Liang has an aunt in 18 but has not been a father to date.

I am not curious about what happened in his backyard, after all, before he brought me into the house with red makeup.

His aunts live in another house. I’ve never seen one.

I seem to have heard someone say that it’s not Liang Li, but that he forbids those women to have their children.

It’s kind of heartless. Put your pants on.

I wondered which woman he was leaving behind.

Liang was silent for a moment, saying, “Yes. I’m sorry.

I’m frozen.

It was for me.

The music went down, and suddenly he pulled my hand out.

The black car was parked in a tree shadow, the fragrance of lavender lilac was stretched out and the timidness was stopped by the window.

Let me in.

I was in a state of shock and I got in the car.

The car started smoothly.

Liang’s eyes are closed.

He has been busy lately, and the lights in the study are often not out until midnight.

Deputy Zhao sometimes hinted that I could send him some late nights, and I said I’d take a beauty sleep.

I’m busy.

The main thing is, I’m afraid I’ll never get out if it’s too deep.

Love is hidden in detail, one detail folds one detail, and weaves a thin, inescapable love net.

Just net him. Don’t need to net me.

I reached out to his temple, rubbing and pretending to be unwitting: “What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.

Deputy Zhao drove in front of the car and was a good hand with deafness.

Liang Jian said, “The three-point pattern is fixed, but the northwest is variable, not least…”

He opened his eyes and smiled at me: “Do you think a fragrant is enough?” I’m sorry.

“You want the North? I’m sorry.

He didn’t talk.

And I vetoed it myself: “No, it’s so colorful, it’s good for the North. What do you want, it’s really southwest?” I’m sorry.

The view outside the window generally retreats and melts into a line of vague colour.

So I looked at this fast-changing landscape and asked, “Why don’t you marry Cheng Yu, if you want southwest?” I’m sorry.

And Liang stretches out his hand and touches my hair, and says, “Hey, you’re getting smart. I want the north, I want the southwest, and what I want most is a double sculptor. I’m sorry.

The sentence is simple and the amount of information is too large.

I couldn’t speak and looked forward in silence.

Liang Zhong put my head on his shoulder and his breath was on my head.

I’m really sleepy.

It’s too early in the morning to play with Cheng Yuen.

The stage is loud and loud, and, although I do not want to admit it, I have a strange sense of security around Liang.

And when I was awake, suddenly I heard the sound of the beam, and then it was as if it were a dream.

He said: I hope that you will be wise and understand that you should always be by my side, and I hope that you will not be too smart, too smart for a woman to live long. I’m sorry.

22

When the hospital confirmed that I was two months pregnant, I was arranging a show in the south-west.

Vice-Minister Zhao observed my beauty, and I naturally did so.

But I know in my heart that this child cannot stay.

Liang Jian thought that he had given me resources and human resources, and I had to be grateful to him and willing to be his canary.

This is a joke.

I held my fingers unwittingly tight, but asked Vice-Governor Zhao with a gentle smile: “Do you know this? I’m sorry.

Deputy Zhao said, “Not yet, I want you to tell him personally. I’m sorry.

The self-blowing bells were ringing 11 times before Liang Qing returned home.

He brought back a little boy.

The little boy had a month-old eye, and it made me feel like I knew each other.

And We crouched upon him with our coats, and We groaned at the door, murmuring, “What is the matter, your bastard son? I’m sorry.

“It’s more important than my bastard.” I’m sorry.

What time is it, the night is low.

His ink uniform is deeper than the night.

Only the three of us are standing in the yard, and if it’s someone else, it’s like a family of three.

And I said: Who is more important than your own son? I’m sorry.

When Liang’s eyes were brightened, he came to me, and he bowed, and asked me, “Did the results come? I’m sorry.

I smiled at his hand and touched his cheek. “Ah, we’re having a baby. I’m sorry.

For months, Liang’s palace was filled with joy with small masters.

When I was more than three months pregnant, there was news of Cheng Yuang’s accident.

The outside world knew only Miss Cheng, who had been active in the field of communication, had suddenly closed her door, without knowing why.

But Liang Jian told me that Xian Ha took Cheng Yu.

“He is ridiculous. I muffled.

“He’s ridiculous? No one is smarter than him. I’m sorry.

I reacted immediately. Hersing may not be so sarcastic, he has to force Cheng Yuen to marry him on behalf of the girl.

After all, Cheng Hong-guang only has this precious daughter.

“His palette is ringing too loud. I’m sorry.

Liang Jian pushed open the window and looked outside the window at the heavy rain.

From time to time, purple lightning breaks through the sky, and in the thunder of a thunderstorm, Liang Qing opens his mouth: “It is a pity that he is a mantis catcher, but the tits are behind. I’m sorry.

The gleaming lightning hit him so hard that I felt a twilight.

Developments seemed unexpected.

Liang Liang Liang Liang Liang Liang Liang Liang was taken to the south-west to take the boy who had taken him home that day to his family home.

We’ll take it with us, and we’ll have a paternity certificate.

I knew that the boy was the blood of Chenghong.

Cheng Hong-goon himself did not know there was a son, but a man of this size was caught in his hand.

I hear he’s had this little boy for years and he’s never been known.

That’s how deep-minded.

And he said to me before he went: “Hey, I’ll give you a bride price from the north, okay? I’m sorry.

I said good.

And he said: Shall I avenge you your vengeance? I’m sorry.

As if We had been struck by a lightning.

I was standing in the hot air of the early summer, but I felt in the ancient ice sheets.

He knew, he knew everything.

Liang Zhui, who turned around and touched my hair, whispered, “You should learn to be a good wife, a good mother. I’ll give you a safe home, just like your old home. I’m sorry.

He was careful to avoid my tiny tummy, stretching his hand around my shoulder and hugging me into his warm arms.

“You believe me, Secretary.”

My finger’s up and down and he’s got his skinny waist.

I heard his heart beating, banging and ringing in my ear.

Should I trust him, I ask myself.

23

In my fourth month of pregnancy, in the middle of the summer, Cheng Hong-gang invited me and Liang-gyu to the south-west for summer.

I do not know what kind of deal they have made, but I know that an army from the south-west entered the border between East and North in silence.

Horatio took a step forward.

This move, good move, is no power. But he didn’t expect that Cheng Yue-Yo Liang would be in front of him and Cheng Yuen wouldn’t want to be with him.

As a matter of fact, Cheng Yang would never agree, even if Cheng wanted to marry him. Cheng Hong-gang is a famous south-westerly master, with his wrists and the city’s capital, and will surely plan for his daughter.

The Lord Commander cannot move easily.

Liang Liang went southwest in fear of another plot.

The city is so hot and sore and sour.

And the clouds are cool, and the clouds are low, and they cast a shadow over the green mountains.

I’m sick of being pregnant, and I don’t have to pretend anymore. It’s really expensive.

Liang Zian gave me up smoking and brought Su City’s cooks to Cloud City, where we lived, where he supervised the cooks every day to spare the oil stars.

When I threw up in the dark, he would lay down his papers before me and reach out and touch my cheek.

His concern is so real that I’m always confused. Was I wrong about him when he said the same thing?

I pressed his hand to wipe my mouth and looked at him, “You said you wanted me to be your aunt.” I’m sorry.

Liang Yiu’s move is settled.

Then he slowly stood up and folded his handkerchief into square pieces.

He stood in front of the door, the sun was too bright, I couldn’t see his color.

After a long time, Liang Yiu said, “No aunt. I’m sorry.

What do you mean?

I asked, “What is no aunt? I’m sorry.

Liang Zhi said: “The house outside Sioux Town is occupied by a woman who was forced upon me. Room 17 is a false finger, and I need a fancy reputation to block those who want to get me red. I’m sorry.

I stopped.

Just for a moment, I’ve thought a lot.

So much that when I spoke, my voice was a little stingy, “You talk, I don’t ask, and you never talk? I’m sorry.

And We hammered his chest and his eyes were burning. “You only married me, but you said that I should be an aunt, and that you would humiliate me.” What do you think? I’m sorry.

He grabbed my wrist, but he was gentle.

“Don’t you too? I’m sorry. He said, “You have a vengeance in your heart, but you never say anything. If I hadn’t found you on Mr. Chiang’s line, how long would you have kept it from me? I’m sorry.

My tears can’t stop.

I don’t want to cry. Tears do nothing. They only make people vulnerable.

His tears can only be weapons, used to attack the heart, used to trade.

But why, in front of him, I would throw my armor so easily.

I turned my back and went to the handkerchiefs to wipe my tears.

Liang was holding me behind my back, and his handkerchief softened my eyes.

I’ve missed you for ten years, and I won’t let go. I’m sorry.

24

Cheng Hong Gwang set up dinner at home and invited us to dinner.

His house was on the hill, and he was repaired by a special road.

The car stopped by the shade, the deputy led us in.

The long-suffering Zhang Yu has appeared on the table.

She was wearing a white dress of Shawser as if it had been blown by the rain.

She was thinner, her cheeks were darkened, and the moon-like smile was filled with tuning.

The dishes are full. No one moves chopsticks.

The manner of being a guest is to wait for the owner to pick up the dishes.

And he lamented, and the chopstick that had just been lifted down, and said, “My family is in trouble, and you know it.” I’m sorry.

The yellow chandelier was lit on top of his hair, with a few white hairs that could not be hidden.

My lips, no talking.

He looked at us solemnly, and his face was heavy, and he said, “The beast said that he was drunk, and that he was pleased with me, and asked me to marry him. You say I should promise him? I’m sorry.

The air is silent.

Half a mile away, and so on: “Question the meaning of the jade.” I’m sorry.

Cheng Yu’s eyes were red, and his voice was crying, “I don’t want to, he’s a devil!” I’m sorry.

Cheng Hong Gwang looks at us, and every gutter on his face says it’s sad: “He’s so strong, I don’t agree with him, and he’s afraid he’ll be in trouble with the jade.” I’m sorry.

What a poor girl.

What a sad father.

I looked at them, but I looked at them with sarcasm.

If it is not for the two of us that such private things are planned, why should they be told to the outsiders?

Their father and daughter came prepared to sing together, but only to perform.

“You’re the king of the southwest, and you’ll make it easy for Jade not to marry.” I’m sorry.

He will surely look at me and shake his head: “This time, either he is married or he is disgruntled.” I’m almost 70 years old, and I can protect her for 20 years, but when I die, who will protect her? I’m sorry.

Cheng Yuen wept with tears.

I’m gonna laugh.

Who is more powerful than He who is stronger than He who protects the Jade?

He’s a fast-paced man.

I’m going to bleed my lips out and turn my head towards the beam.

And when the yellow light was warmed, he fell down his eyelashes, and the dark eye was as cold as a bead of glass.

The whole place was quiet, and there was nothing but a boiling sound of lamb-fired pots.

“The General Liang, we’ve known each other for four or five years, and I’d like to share my heart with you today.” I am a half-wired man who enters the earth, but I need not be so concerned that the brother of the Jade will take over the southwest. But my son is still young, and my daughter is so miserable, I can’t help it. If you’re willing to marry Jade as your wife, I’ll hand it over to you immediately. I’m sorry.

Liang was quiet for a long time.

For so long, I suddenly realized that yesterday, and the day before yesterday, he had just told me that there were no other aunts in 17. He was only me.

I remember when he said to me, “Let me trust him, he’s gonna give me a home.”

He smiles softly, and his concerns are delicate.

I’m looking at Liang.

Why don’t you tell him that you only want me?

All three eyes were on the beam, and he wrinkled.

We’ll talk about this later. I’m sorry.

He said, “The General Liang, I have spoken to you in this regard, and I have given up my face.” You can’t delay me any longer. I’m sorry.

Liang Zheng ignored him and looked to me.

His eyes were darker than the night.

I read something from his silence.

I don’t know if my face is as white as paper right now.

Before he opened his mouth, I held his hand, “My stomach hurts, I want to go home. I’m sorry.

I’ve been talking a lot, and my voice is shaking.

It’s so funny. No one can believe it.

At a time like this, my soul rises above the box, looking down at me sitting by the beam, alone.

That voice is chattering.

What a pity. Don’t make a futile struggle.

If you struggle again, you won’t be able to influence him.

He’s ambitious, you’re just a prey he’s accidentally interested in.

Why do you fight with your country?

You can’t fight, why do you beg him?

Don’t take it down, don’t be so pathetic.

I hold the beam’s arm and shake it.

Liang Yien looked at me and said nothing.

There was neither comfort nor a gentle look before.

I think I understand.

His silence is the best answer.

I smiled, unhanded his little arm, pushed the chair up.

The screeching of the ears was the sound of a chair leg rubbing the ground.

I’m trying to breathe in a smooth breath, smiling, but the sound is a strangulation: “You’re the one who’s got the real thing and the good in it. But you’re magnificent, actually selfish and vicious. Why don’t you think I’m pregnant? What’s the difference between forcing Liang to abandon me to marry Cheng Yu? I’m sorry.

Cheng Hong is pale.

I laughed again, “Oh, I didn’t think it through. You’ve been very thoughtful today. It would be best if you could say that you’d marry Cheng Yuen; if you didn’t, it would be good to be angry with me. If I had a small birth, Liang would have had no worries. I’m sorry.

And when he did not have the time to speak, I took the table and laughed, “You played well as you planned, and it seems that the loss of your life over the last few decades has not taught you to do good, but rather has increased your madness and fearless. I’m sorry.

He called me by my name. I’m sorry.

It means a warning.

I’m looking at him and I’m like, “What are you waiting for?” Great south-west, deep-rooted power. He’s giving in. Why don’t you take it right away? Are you still so silky? I’m sorry.

In the chandeliers, I look pale, my lips are red, and I feel like I’m angry. Aren’t you going to humiliate me? That’s good. You got it! I don’t blame Cheng Honggang, I want to thank them. Thank them for showing me what you really are! I’m sorry.

I opened the door and fell.

Liang Qi ran out and chased me.

Behind his back is the sound of cold anger: “Lian Liang!” I’m sorry.

The footsteps stopped.

I didn’t look back, but I cried.

He said he missed me for 10 years and he won’t let go.

But he finally let go.

25

I want the driver to take me down the hill.

The night in the southwest was as cold as the water, and it was only when I fell and ran off that I realized that I had left too much and forgot to take my shawl.

Before I got here, I was dressed up in a fancy tiara, a big, beautiful policeman, much more passionate than the southwest wind.

When I come back, I’m like a cock. This tiara is as bright as a gray tail feather, as if it were a bright joke.

I sat on the sofa, without light, and forgot to close the door.

I didn’t have the extra energy to think about anything.

The moonlight came through the windowsill and pulled my shadow all alone.

I feel cold, this cold, coming from my heart.

It’s like I’m the only one standing up.

It’s like I’m feeling lonely, and the baby kicks me in the stomach.

I woke up suddenly.

I stood up, turned on the light, put on my knitting jacket.

The bright lights flow all over, and the warm touch of knitting jackets is like the arms of the mother.

I drank a glass of hot water, and I felt like I had some strength back.

I held the glass and slowly pulled my mind out of the emotional mud.

I realize that this feast is, emotionally, of course, my failure; but for my revenge plan, it points to another possible path.

This is indeed a situation, but I am not a lamb to be slaughtered.

As We questioned Cheng Hong, he wanted to stir up the gap, and indeed he did.

But my true anger and sorrow can be equally misleading.

Cheng Hong-gang thinks he and Liang Liang will be so pleased.

So, how many emotional holes can a man who thinks he’s winning?

The key to this is Liang Yi.

When I think of Liang, my heart hurts.

And We were forced to calm ourselves, and not to drown in their extended grief.

Yeah, he doesn’t love me anymore. He thinks it’s more important than me.

But as long as he still has a feeling of guilt and compassion for me, I can still use him to complete my revenge plan.

He once said he came to avenge me.

But he’s probably not going to kill him, so let me finish the project.

In the sound of the water, I lay in the tub, washed every inch of my skin by a warm current. And I close my eyes and think in the fog of the clouds, and when shall I say, in what image, what line, and beg to be killed?

By the way, I need a gun. I need to stay southwest.

The door was pushed and the cold broke in.

Liang Yien in his ink-coloured uniform, he looked at me with certainty.

I just looked at him a little bit, and I didn’t have any emotion, “You close the door, it’s cold. I’m sorry.

Liang Yien took the door and looked at me in front of the tub.

His eyes were dark, and he revealed some kind of iron cold.

I looked at him and cried when I opened my mouth.

“Are you today the way I thought? I’m sorry.

And I cried down my head, and the tears fell into the foam, and it faded.

My tears come from pretending to use them, but not from heart.

Liang Yiu said, “What do you think? I’m sorry.

I looked at him with red eyes, and tears slipped down the corner.

What do I think? Of course I want you dead.

And then I said, “I think it’s convenient for you to marry Cheng Yuen.” You marry her and place me somewhere else, and when the North and the Southwest finish, you’ll take me home. I’m sorry.

The light of the beam’s eyes, the smell of obstinate killing, became soft at once.

I guess I gave him a perfect excuse. He’s probably very pleased that I’m such a “good” person.

And Liang touched my cheek and whispered, “I know you understand me. I’m sorry.

I laughed and held his neck.

But where he can’t see it, he laughs nothing.

I loved you so much, but why are you playing with me?

I’ve seen a lot of stupid women who have been living with each other for 10 years, and who have been waiting for their lives to die and have white hair.

How can I let myself go through this again?

I looked down and my naked arms were around his neck, and he was close to his cheeks, murmuring, “I’ll wait for you, I’ll wait for you, I’ll take our children, I’ll wait for his father to take us home. I’m sorry.

Liang Qing hold me tight.

I look down in the mirror, through the shadows, and see my twisted face as if it were a ghost.

I’m sulking at his earlids, “Am, I want a gun. I’m sorry.

He pushed me away, wrinkled my eyebrow and looked at me. I’m sorry.

I cried out, “Today I spoke to Cheng Hong, he must have tried to kill me.” It’s southwest, it’s his territory. Isn’t it easy for him to make an accident? I’m sorry.

He frowned and said, “I will protect you.” I’m sorry.

I smiled, “Am, you need to stay away from me. For your ambitions, you have to create a false picture of me. That way, the Cheng family will be completely relieved. I’m sorry.

And Liang Zhu Zhu Zhu, who shook his head for a moment, said: “I will send you an officer from Zhao to protect you, and I will never leave.” I’m sorry.

I was anxious, but I turned around slowly, and showed him the ugly scars on my shoulder, and I said, “How many guards are around you and you’re still shot. If I’m going to kill myself, the only thing I can hope for is myself. I’m sorry.

Liang was silent for a long time, and he said, “I leave my gun with you tomorrow, but my gun is for your protection, and not for your foolishness.” I’m sorry.

When my heart beats, I met his eyes, “It’s natural. What am I going to do?” I’m waiting for our baby to be born. I’m sorry.

After a rare smile on his face, he loosed his collar and wanted to leave.

I pulled his wrists, and most of his body came out of the tub, and my naked skin was in the thin, thin bathroom, and I lifted up the curtains, so innocent, “You haven’t slept with me for a long time, I miss you, and it misses you.” I’m sorry.

Liang’s throat rolls down, and it’s a little dumb:

I closed my eyes, softly in his arms.

Looks like I still yearn for his body.

And my senses are raving. Come on, fall, tangle.

I will make every convulsion, every moan, every joy that reaches you, a nightmare that you will not remember!

Liang Yi, please join me in hell!

26

I did everything I could that day to seduce him and try to make him move and lose his mind, so that I could put the charge of abortion on him.

However, Liang was restrained and carefully avoided my abdomen, from strength to position.

The next day I woke up, and I had nothing.

I turned off the bathroom lights without an expression, pulled my slippers back to the bed, and looked out of the bed, wondering which way to go.

Leung turned over and held my waist in my sleep. I’m sorry.

And We lay down, and reached out to the five of them, who were clear.

The one that scratches my hands, the one that tickles a little bit, is the eyelashes.

Straight, as if the ridge was down, it was a nose.

And those who are soft and warm, and those who turn their backs kiss my hands and my lips.

Liang Zheng held my hand and kissed me on the forehead.

The window was still dark, and a few starlights came in from under the curtains, with a two-tonished bird bark, and the room was covered with silence.

The clock moves one second, and it’s 4:30 in the morning.

Leung caressed my back like a cat, and I’m going to sleep.

And then he opened his mouth, and his voice was soft, and in my ears he was astonished: “You were dreaming last night. I’m sorry.

And my heart beats, and my eyes are not opened, and my speech is vague, and in a dream, “What did I say?” I’m sorry.

His hands moved from my back to my earline and rough fingers scratched my sensitive ear.

He said: “Do not force me. I’m sorry.

I’m unconscious.

He was awake when I woke him up, but his voice was clear, and he took a glimpse and asked: “Who forced you? What forced you? I’m sorry.

“I dreamt I was my mother, I had to be with you, I was pissed, and I said, “Don’t force me, force me again, I’ll wash you out!” I’m sorry.

I’ve said it all wrong, as if I had such a dream, as if I was trying to remember it.

But Liang Qian understood and did not know how much he believed, but his finger, which touched my ears, was soft.

He pinched my cheek and said, “Sleep.” I’m sorry.

He turned over, and he really closed his eyes and I was on his pillow listening to his long breath and awakening until dawn.

The day after tomorrow, Liang Liang left early, left a message, let me clean up and leave tomorrow afternoon for Sioux City.

I wrinkled my eyebrow and looked at the gun that Leung Liang left me.

Black handgun, in the hand. Lieutenant Zhao taught me how to shoot. I’m not strong enough to be good at it.

What I want is nothing but a pistol, and I’m not sure I’ll get a shot.

I haven’t had much time to practice my gun, and I gave up the idea of training my head and took out a dagger from under my makeup.

The blade is bright, it blows out, it’s sharp.

It’s small, and it doesn’t show shape in your pocket.

This dagger is a gift from my father to protect myself in danger.

I fell down the curtains and the fog covered my eyes.

My father was a quiet man. He does not say much, but sometimes he makes major decisions. He did not spend too much time with me, so his love for me was not as great as that of his mother, and was reflected in the high level of care that I enjoyed.

His love is far more far-sighted and silent.

When he leaves, she will be taken in a car, and Miss Yunkai, who will be accompanied by a bodyguard, will receive a dagger from her father on her fifteenth birthday.

Even with greater protection, he remained concerned about the safety of his daughter.

Later, on the eve of the loss of my family, he heard the wind and, at the end of the day, only made arrangements for me without planning how to escape and how to roll over.

– He saved me a fortune in an offshore account and sent me to a village in Washington to some cousin of mine for 3,000 miles.

I was completely blinded and suddenly going to the country, crying and making noise, and the deputy couldn’t hold me.

And his father sat on the couch, without light, and the dark light of the sky did not make clear to him. All he said was, “O Qi, you are too old to take care of yourself.” I’m sorry.

“Where are you going?” I’m sorry.

And his father showed the people to let go, and came forward, and looked at my face, weeping, and said: “O Zaim, remember how much hard man can suffer, and how much good he can enjoy. You’ve got your own life to live, and you’re gonna have to look ahead, okay? I’m sorry.

I stopped and he stopped talking and turned on the floor.

And his back, and the dimness of his house, was made to form an indelible condensation in Our memory.

I don’t know.

And We dried the tears of the eyebrows and carried the dagger into the pocket inside the coat.

I’ve got a girl’s suit, a bag of leather coats and a pair of soft-skin shoes.

I sent someone to see him.

Cheng Hong-hong did not refuse, but brought in guards.

I’ve got a lot of special dishes for Yungung, and I’ve been eating them since Cheng Honggwang came.

He was sitting down, still smiling with the eyes of the elders, and there was nothing to remember. I’m sorry.

I stopped chopsticks, I swung a spoonful of chicken soup, and I pretended to see two guards behind him, “I was so anxious that I couldn’t taste anything, but now it’s really good in Cloud City. I’m sorry.

Cheng Hong-gang thought that I would say the day’s displeasure without fear, and then took a moment to say, “There’s so much to eat in Cloud City that Miss Clouds would like to spend more time and experience it. I’m sorry.

He pretended to be the host and tried to turn the subject away from me.

I can’t let him like that. “It’s time I apologized to you for being reckless. Anyway, you’re an elder, and I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m sorry.

Cheng Hong-gwang held the cup of tea and blew up the tea on his face, laughing, “There will be a family after that, and an apology will not be made.” I’m sorry.

Family?

I understand what he’s saying, and I feel like he’s saying something.

Turns out I didn’t have the wrong feeling. Liang Zhui was still underme.

I don’t control myself, my eyes are red and my nose is red, my chicken soup is gone, and my tears are lost.

Cheng Hong coughed and waved to signal the guards out.

And the door was brought with it, and I covered my eyes with tears, and I choked with it, and said, “You may see that in old age, I am a man who is strong and never soft.” I’m sorry.

And Cheng-hong, with his bare fingers, covered with cups of tea, and he said: “The woman’s house should be softened. You are water, and learn Ezron.” I’m sorry.

Can you teach me?

I’m laughing inside.

And I approached him a little silently, and looked at him in tears, and downed his voice like a whisper. “You were right, but I was not submissive, nor would you wish to leave me in front of Liang and Jade.” I’m here to ask you to show us the way. I’m sorry.

27

Cheng Hong-guang is still holding a cup, and a wrinkled old face smiles, and he stares at me and says, “Mrs. Cloud, there are tens of thousands of ways to go, and I don’t have to point at her.” I’m sorry.

I did. Look at him.

Cheng Hong’s voice was loud, “Mrs. Yun likes to sing, and I’ll set you up in the southwest to set up the theater and set you up. However, since it was necessary to make a green dress, the children would not have to be kept, and it would be of little benefit to a woman to take care of her children. I’m sorry.

I smiled, and I said, “Chang can guarantee that Liang won’t find it? I’m sorry.

Cheng Honggwang Haha smiles, “I’m still in charge in the southwest. After 100 years, what else can you three do? I’m sorry.

I laughed, and I didn’t care about what he was meant to fail, but I looked at the first half and asked, “You are the Lord of the Southwest… So who’s in charge of the southwest before you? I’m sorry.

He wrinkled his head and said, “Is Miss Yun curious about our southwest? I’m sorry.

We’re southwest?

When did southwest become part of your bag?

I didn’t show up, I took a cup of tea to pour him water, and I smiled, “It’s where I’m going to settle, after all, and I know better than that. I’m sorry.

He nodded his head, and said what, but the hand holding the cup fell down and fell down on the table, as if it were a dead tree.

The fine porcelain teacupines should also fall on the ground and be shattered into pieces.

He stares at me, and he sounds like he can’t say a word.

I laughed to pull out the dagger hidden in the dark, and the snowed blade reflected the chandelier’s radiance in the interlocking chandelier, as well as the incredible eye.

And We put the blade on his cheek, and We ignored the look of his fear, and went down in an inch.

“Afraid?” I laughed, and I saw tears in my eyes, and I said, “You’re scared, too? I’m sorry.

Cheng Hong is silently more than an export: we can talk about anything.

I stabbed him in the heart, with a sharp blade, with a bright white light, and with a swarm of warm blood.

That’s how it feels.

Tears fell on my cheeks.

We said, “What is there to talk about?” I didn’t kill you for Liang, I did it for the Lord of the Southwest! I’m sorry.

Cheng Hong covered his chest with blood on five fingers and followed his finger sewn downwards, with a drop on the wood floor, showing a terrible color.

And he looked into my eyes for the first time in real fear.

And We approached him and saw myself in his old, drowsy eyes.

The hair is falling down, and the blood is on his face, but the eyes are only as scary and as mad.

And We laughed, and waved with our arms, and thrust into his heart.

Scratch the mud with sharp blades, screech the bones, screech the blood, screech the cheeks, and glaze down.

I reached out with a tear and looked down and saw my hands were full of blood, and my hands with a knife were shaking, and there was a strange pleasure in my heart.

The smell of blood went into my nasal cavity, my chest was bored and disgusting, but my blood was boiling, every nerve was beating, and they were screaming, revenge, revenge, killing him!

Cheng Hong-guang has been unable to move at all and his hands are unable to reach the ground.

I reached out to his nose.

He’s dead.

He just died.

And when I lost my God, and threw away my sword, and sat down on the earth in a state of uncertainty.

The cold chill climbed my ankles on the ground, put it into my bone marrow, and the hair on my arm stood up.

I crawled in front of the door and whispered to the outside, “Señor Zhao, come in.” I’m sorry.

Deputy Zhao was at the door and was told to push in immediately.

It was also his habit to follow Liang Qian, to be careful and to push only one line of the door that would allow people to enter and exit, and to close it quickly so that no one else could see the inside.

First he looked at me, and when he saw the house, he was in a state of shock, and he reached out to his nose.

And when he saw the dagger of blood on my feet, he lowered his voice and asked me, “Ma’am, is this the wrong man?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him and smiled.

I do not know how terrible my smile is, but the Vice-President of Zhao swooned for a long time, and turned around the box, half a day, and bit his teeth, and said, ‘Ma’am, listen to me. Indeed, the old will surely do the wrong.’ I’m sorry.

He picked up the dagger and said, “I am offended. I’m sorry.

I haven’t heard from him yet. He’s got a quick and straight knife in my shoulder.

I was dying of faintness, screaming, and at the same time the outside guards came in.

The scene was so chaotic, my feet were so confused, I covered my stomach, I fainted.

28

Chaun-hong was in chaos, although he was the head of the ground, and the guards he had brought were no longer qualified as Deputy Zhao.

Lieutenant Zhao took control of the situation and said that some outlaws had jumped through the window and stabbed Cheng Hong-hong and fled in a hurry.

His statement was flawed, but he was full of people and he shouted: “Send the troops to the hospital!” * I can’t get any more confused with the safety of Cheng Guang.

I didn’t really pass out, until the car got downtown, I grabbed the nurse’s arm on the stretcher and asked her to stop the car and I went to see the Chinese doctor myself.

“I don’t believe in your Western tricks! “I’m messing around.

And the nurse looked at me, and my finger was about to pierce her nostrils, and he was like, “What if I had a child, you could bear the burden? Stop!

“If your wound deteriorates, you can’t trouble me!” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t handle it. I got out of the car in a hurry.

The pain in the heart of a line on the left shoulder, and the stabbing of Deputy Zhao, as if he had stabbed me in a hole, with a bullet wound in the back.

Blood dripped down the shoulder, and my leg was shaking, falling and knocking on the door deep in the alley.

I’m covered in a thick, bloodproof dress and a big hat. I know it’s weird, but I can’t take much.

I picked up my backpack, put in some valuable jewelry, and I went out and called a yellow van, and asked the driver to take me to the phone station.

I waited, waited, waited, waited, waited until those who had come before me, and almost the moment he had put the phone down, I lifted up again.

In spite of the strange eyes of the people, We made a call to the northwest.

I waited a long time to hear the voice I wanted to hear.

White Mountain.

“Looks like Miss Yun is done? * He’s got a little bit of a smile on his voice.

I watched a second of my watch on my wrist, walking in a second, holding on to my anxiety, pretending to be calm and saying, “The southwest dragons have no head, you can plan.” I’m sorry.

And he smiled, and said, “At half an hour later, you were picked up by the old Tang Battow Shop in the west corner of Cloud City. I’m sorry.

I said, “Okay.” I cut the phone off.

Liang Qi knows it takes time, finds out I’m missing, I have time, I have time!

I’m shaking my arms around the door frame, and I’m repeating my words over and over.

No hurry, Ma’am, no hurry.

I sat in a yellow car, white as paper, blood flowing down from my shoulder, wet my waist.

The driver initially refused to drive me, and I dumped him two oceans, so he pretended he didn’t see the blood on me, and he worked harder.

It was in the middle of the hot afternoon that the yellow-packed car was travelling in the flow of people, and it was slow to move to the right.

In the wells, there was a little flower-trafficking voice, saying that the flower spirit was better than the face of the daughter of Cloud City.

There’s a voice for fruit, and it’s sweeter than flowers on the other side.

I couldn’t help but look up, and some of the peddlers are sitting behind the stalls, and some are negotiating with others, and they’re all full of life.

I look down, I pull down my hat, and I do not want to be seen.

I know in my heart I’m not like them anymore.

These normal pyrotechnics have been 18,000 miles away from me since the moment I stabbed Cheng-hong.

And it is like this, even though I may be far away from the flowers, that I shall not be able to take up the light white flower.

I close my eyes and my tears fall down the corner.

I was supposed to think about how to deal with White Mountain ink after I went to the northwest, but I didn’t control my emotions.

When I passed alone, the sourness became sour that I felt nothing but sorrow and fear.

There are many ideas in my mind that should not be at this time.

What happens if Liang Yiu finds out?

– Will Cheng Yuang be as helpless as I was when she lost her father?

– Should I stay with the child in my belly?

Then the driver braked, and I said, “Are we there? I’m sorry.

He doesn’t talk.

And I raised my head, and I saw the beam standing in the front like a god.

Behind him were soldiers armed with black pressure.

The men were staring at me, and the footsteps were coming from far away.

One after another, as if the devil had died.

He found me. He found me!

There are countless screams in my heart.

I am more afraid than to see Cheng Hong-gang die.

Just for a second, I feel like I’m sweating on my forehead, and I’m wet in my hands, and I can’t move.

“You run away. I’m sorry.

He walked in, reached out and unbuttoned his first button.

“Don’t you think you can handle it? I’m sorry.

He took his jacket off and threw it behind his back.

“You’ll kill, you’ll reach out to the Northwest, why don’t you just go away and let me find it? I’m sorry.

He’s fast, he’s deadly, he’s so dark that he can drop water, as if he’s crawling out of hell.

He finally approached me, standing right in front of me, with his dark eyes staring at me, staring at me, and saying nothing, and slapping me.

He used ten percent of his strength, and I was beaten to the side of my face, and my ears were buzzing, and my cheek was swollen.

“Do you know how dangerous it is? I’m sorry.

I looked up at him and looked pale.

29

I was staring at him with two flames in my eyes.

This man, he’s never the same.

He could have spoken with me the night before, and turned around and promised Cheng Hong to be his son-in-law.

He may slap me in the face of mankind, but the first thing he says is that he fears my safety.

I don’t get it. I don’t know. Is words a sign of the heart or is action the best proof?

It wasn’t like that before.

He used to save a small salary, buy me a pair of pearl earrings, avoid the people at the birthday party, and hand me the box in red.

And he said, “Oh, I don’t have any money. Don’t forget, when I’m rich, I’ll give you what you want. I’m sorry.

And how it was at that time that his words, his looks, and his every move were identical, that all words and all deeds were cried out, and true love was supreme.

Since when?

Actually, I’ll see you in 10 years, and I’ll try to trust him.

But every time that trust is over, reality gives me an incredible slap.

I’m tired, I’m in pain, and I don’t want to take out the precious, fragile heart and let him hurt again and again.

I stretched out my hand to wipe the tears of his eyes and saw his feet from his head.

The man in front of him, wearing black, black-eyed, black-eyed boots, was as if he had been a laughter young man in the depths of the dark day, and had added to his body, day after day, the cruelty of night and the complexity of darkness, and had finally come out of the sight of a commander who could not see.

I looked at him in anger and made a mockery of him, saying, “What kind of lover are you? I’m sorry.

He looked at me, and he laughed, “That’s how you see me? I’m sorry.

The wounds on my shoulder were so severe that I was not comfortable on my back, and my lips were shaking, but my words were so well organized: “My theatre, you set fire to it; I am a famous man, and you have stopped me from singing; you forced me to the brothel and married me as an aunt; and you said you would avenge me and promised Cheng to be his son-in-law.” What do you want me to think of you? What do I think of you? You want me to tell you I believe you, I love you, I’m waiting for you, no matter how much you want me? Liang Yi, save it!”

After I took this clear sentence, the air seemed to have stopped.

The flowers that I was passing through, the sweets, the sparkling smokes, seemed to be far from me only for a second.

There is none but me and him.

Liang Zian has drawn down the curtains and tightened his fingers.

His handsome face, usually with the euphemism of the upper man.

But now I can’t read the look on his face. There’s no pain.

“That’s what you mean, isn’t it? “You said that the only person in the world who really treated you was me, that you’d wait for me no matter how long you said you’d take the baby and wait for me to come home…”

And I did not hesitate to interrupt him until I had waited for him, saying, “These are all lies, and I hate you, and I hate you, and I wish you to die; this is the only sentence, which is not true.” I’m sorry.

It’s been a long time since Liang was standing in front of me.

The wind at the end of the summer in Cloud City ran over his shoulder, over his eyebrow and brought out a ray of water, which seemed to be my fault.

Is he crying?

For me?

No way.

It was a long silence until a soldier’s timid voice: “It seems she’s been bleeding. I’m sorry.

And it was as if a spell had been cast, and the beams had been fixed, and the beams had awakened, and immediately bowed and held me up.

And We breathed with him, and We saw his eyes, a little red, and the eyes of his panic.

But I don’t have the strength to talk.

I can feel that every minute I’m holding on, every second, there’s life in my wounds.

When Liang Zhui went to the car, he went out loud and made the driver drive, and the scene outside the window turned backwards, and the illusion turned into a long line of 50 light and 10 light, a tiny drop behind me.

He was shaking with my arms, and it took him a long time to reach out, as if he wanted to touch my cheek, but stopped at what I had to say.

At last I can’t help but cry and cry, and then cry in silence into my ridiculous thick coat.

30

When I opened my eyes, I was sitting next to my napper.

There were transparent glass bottles on the nightstand next to the bedside, with white flowers that could not be named.

There is no smell of disinfectant water in the ward, but there is a fragrance of flowers that is as good as an ordinary summer afternoon.

However, the spicy pain in the shoulder reminds me of how I went through the moment before I fainted.

I slit my lips, clear my throat, and reach out a little face with a little fingertip, “Wake up. I’m sorry.

And he opened his eyes like a frightened deer, and he was like, “Aah,” and he woke up with a smile that belonged only to a child. You slept a long time. I was scared when the governor took me to the hospital! I’m sorry.

I said, “It’s in Sioux Town now.” What’s the date today?”

“It’s in Sioux City! “Today is 19!” I’m sorry.

On the day of Chenghonggwang’s assassination, it was 17.

And he said, “You have suffered a heavy wound, and the doctor says that you are overexhausted and physically and mentally exhausted, and that you have lost too much blood, and that your bones need to be recovered. I’m sorry.

I said, “Well, I thought, “Are there anyone but you?” I’m sorry.

She jumped off the chair, ran out, pulled the door open, stretched out her head to the right and to the left and shouted, “The General Liang! Madame is awake!”

The man’s footsteps ring outside the door.

Liang Liang is standing in front of my bed and sits in the chair where he pulls.

It’s just two days, and he’s really tired.

“I’ve taken care of Cheng Honggwang’s business, and you’re making too much noise. But now I have most of the forces in the southwest, and she’s suspicious and can’t help you. I’m sorry.

I looked at the stripes on the covers, and I didn’t make a sound.

“Something I know you’re gonna think I’m lying to you, but I’m gonna regret not saying anything. “You think I’m lying when I say I want to avenge you, but in fact I’ve got a plan to marry Cheng Yuen, and I’ll assassinate Cheng Hong-gang when the south-west forces have taken me.” You don’t have to show up, you don’t have to dirty your hands. Even if things go wrong in the east, I’m the only one who gets paid off. I’m sorry.

I squeezed my fingers and didn’t talk.

And Liang Zhi said, “I know, I have nothing to say, burning the theatre and blocking your way.” Because I don’t want you to go out and do this funny business, you want gold and silver, you want the mansion, you want me, you don’t have to ask another man. I’m sorry.

And his voice was a little broken, and it was only for a moment that he said, “But you did not believe me, and you did not really trust me.” I thought I could prove every step of your mind, but you gave me too little time. I’m sorry.

The stripes were damp, like the dead branches of snow.

And I covered my back with tears, and his face was blurry in a tear, and I said: How can I believe in thee? I can’t trust you anymore. Even if you’re telling the truth today, can you ask yourself if your past behavior is worth the time I gave you? I’m sorry.

And We lay down, and the nostrils shall not smell of the fine fragrance, except for the bitterness of the hearts, which shall soon drown me.

“I don’t think you’re lying, but I don’t think you’re doing the right thing,” and I look at a drop of transparent liquid in the pin pouring into my body, and I say, “If you really love me and respect me, then you shouldn’t force me to come back to you in an aggressive manner. Likewise, if you really think of me as an independent person and not as your client, then you should tell me your plan and let me do this as an informed person. But no, nothing. I’m sorry.

For the first time, I was neither gentle nor impervious, and I put my heart on the list of issues between me and him in peace, and through this list I made myself clear.

And Liang leaned down and gave me a handkerchief to wipe my tears, and his eyes were red, and he whispered, “I know that I was wrong, that I should not hide it from you, that I should make things clear to you.” I’m sorry.

The General of Liang, a man of all words, is only a man of one mind to kill.

To be sure, he was wrong, but I’m not necessarily perfect.

As he said, if the person who is with him is a simple girl who is less cautious and less cautious, things will not turn into this.

But I have grown up to be the deep, cautious cloud of the city today, and he is still the commander of the Liang, who has given priority to the process. Even if we have come together again because of the past years, how long can we go together?

And We turned away from his hand, which wept for me, and for a long time made a mockery of it: “What you desire is to fight and what is beneath the earth; but what I want is respect and independence.” We’ve been out of line since the beginning. I’m sorry.

His hands are at half-empty.

And We lay down, and set the covers, and lay on their backs to him, and at peace: “Come back. I’m sorry.

He stood in place, and the sun leaned west through the window, and cast his body on the soft covers.

I looked at this lonely shadow and cried.

And he said, “You are too stubborn, cloud, and you think that what you think is right, and you do not give any room for change.” I’m sorry.

His tone has hardened, and the tenderness of his talent has been frozen to the sharp edge.

At this point, he became the one who said that he was the General Liang.

Liang Qian went to the door and came back to me and said, “Well, you better think about whether you and I are the same person. I’m sorry.

31

I had a long dream.

In my dreams I wore white skirts, pearls, black shoes ringing.

It’s my 16th birthday tomorrow, and I’ve been working all day.

The old gardener put all the flowers in place in the early spring and March, wondering where he found all the flowers.

I woke up early, but I didn’t want to get up and die.

Mother and father went out and I yelled out the door: “Weng! Tell Liang I should change the flowers in my room right now! I’m sorry.

Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei Wei

My window opened and I could see the back garden, so she made my voice clear. She said, “Where’s your father?” The lady says she wants to change flowers. She’s in a hurry! I’m sorry.

Liang Zheng ‘ s voice was always low, unfailing and he did not know what he had said, and Wei ‘ s voice surrounded half the house and appeared again at my door.

Miss Liang is not here. Liang Qian said he’ll change! I’m sorry.

And I will draw my son over my head, and I will laugh brightly, and my eyes will be sewn and my eyes will be sewn, but I will be filled with evil, and I will say, “How is he? He is clumsy, and do not break my flowers.” I’m sorry.

I’ve just had a little bit of a break. Then I told him not to–

And let’s just say, “Well, let him come. I can’t afford the flowers.”

The voice just fell, the door squeaked and the door shut.

And I said, “Wea, you go to the kitchen and watch the hen soup, and you can’t go out for a minute. I’ll have Liang call you.” I’m sorry.

Wei should say yes and run again.

The door locks sound.

The sound of shoes on the wood floor.

And We suffocated in the covers, and opened a suture to look out.

I can only see his waist and his hand.

He worked very well and changed the red flowers from the desk to a white one.

“I’m done. He says:

“Let me check it out.” I’m sorry.

“How do you accept?” I’m sorry.

I put out a naked arm out of the nest, and my fingers were squeezing.

“I’ll tell you when you get here! I’m sorry.

I live in the air and my hands are held.

The young man’s palms were also beaded with a tuber, wet and warm.

I grabbed his hand, pulled it into the nest, kissed him hard.

“Just like that. * I held his arm tight, my cheeks *

And the next second, my covers were lifted, and I was exposed to the early spring and cold air without any protection.

The sun shines on me through the curtains, making a clear light.

Early spring has Belle, on me.

“What are you doing? * I’m covering my chest and staring at him * I’m sorry.

The young man reached out and held my wrist slowly pulling on both sides.

He looked at me without blinking, and I was ashamed of my cheeks, and I turned away.

The next moment he put me in a soft velvet, and his nose fell in my ear.

“Who are you talking about? He asked, “The tail is a little funny.”

Ah, my conversation with Wei. So he heard.

His finger went down on my back and fell somewhere unspoken.

“Am I stupid?” he repeats.

And I strangled and said, ‘I was wrong, I was wrong. I’m sorry.

The teenager laughed, and his eyes were warm like Amber.

And then he stopped, slowly rubbing his sticky fingers in front of me.

Help.

I covered my eyes and was shy enough.

Liang Qian finally stood up and reached out to help me pull the covers up and get the horns.

And We went down slowly, and covered the face of the red-skinned, and looked at him with only one eye.

He helped me draw the scattered sea of Liu, and he kissed me on the forehead, and copied a little bit of the red flower, and went out.

Standing in front of the door, he thought of something, and he stopped again.

I thought he forgot something important and asked him, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

He laughed, “I’m clumsy. Did I break your flowers? I’m sorry.

I looked down at the white bouquet, and I was wrong, and I didn’t even drop a petal.

“Nothing. I’ll answer.

And the young man laughed, and said, “If only your flowers had not been broken.” I’m sorry.

He bit your flower so hard, I knew what he was doing and took his pillow and greeted him.

The boy was finely attached to the pillow and threw himself into the bed.

And he came back and kissed me on the forehead, and his voice was soft: “I am leaving.” I’m sorry.

It was not until he closed the door that I nodded my head in red, and then I cried and pulled the covers back over and over and over again.

32

The dream was so absurd that I came to the early summer of the 17th.

Heavy rain shatters my cheeks, and there’s lightning in the air.

And Wei took my hand with his umbrella, and cried out: “Miss, don’t go away. Madam is angry, so be soft.” I’m sorry.

I threw away her hand, and she walked back, and her umbrella fell on the ground and became the only light in the mud.

I poured rain on her, and looked at her, and said to my mother in the mansion, “She asked me to do what she wanted and to be her noble daughter.” But has she ever thought that I’m an independent man and that no one in my path can walk for me, even her? I’m sorry.

“How can you say this, miss? I’m sorry.

The closed door opened, and my mother stood on the porch, and the antiques in the lobby, the gold and the luminous, were all her words, “You’ve got a hard wing, you’ve got no discipline, so go with him.” The heavens and the earth are great, so don’t look back. I’m sorry.

And We put a bead on its face, wet, and nodding its head, and said, “I will not turn back, do not worry.” I’m sorry.

I turn around and go.

The main gate in the yard was opened in silence, and the beam was standing in the wind and rain outside the gate, drenched with whips on its cheeks.

“Let’s go. I pulled his hand up.

And he looked at me, and his eyes were strange, and he said, “Did you fabricate this dream of flight to make up for my guilt?” I’m sorry.

A blue, purple lightning cuts through the sky, and the thunder of a thunderstorm strikes.

When the warm rain hit me on the cheek, I set myself in motion, and I saw the beam of 27-year-olds looking down at me: “Do you think that you are not wrong when I become this?” I’m sorry.

I woke up and looked around.

A bouquet of flowers was also inserted on the white wall, the stripes and the bedside cabinet.

It’s the hospital.

I’m rubbing in my heart and feeling a thin, cold sweat.

Why would I dream like that?

The sweet, arrogant, cold-blooded mother, the silent curse of my beam…

I got a little bit sobered by strangling my fingernails into my palm.

I took care of my waist and called the nurse to wash me in the bathroom.

The white light shines on my cheeks in the mirror, with no blood.

There’s only a big tummy to show me my pregnancy status for eight months.

I bowed down on my cheek, and I looked down at the beads, and I sighed.

Then, after I was angry, I was ordered to die, and I was confined to the hospital.

I didn’t resist.

I’m too bleeding and I’m pregnant, and I’m so weak to run.

The north, the east, the south-west, will all be Liang’s territory sooner or later. I need time and resources to figure out how to get to the northwest.

Three…

I’ve got a complex look in my eyes, and I’ve got my hands on my belly.

Here, there’s a fetus of my blood.

When the month was very young, I wanted to use it as a knife to put the crime of abortion on the family’s head and to allow Leung Liang to avenge me.

But then something changed, and I went on my own, and I used it as a talisman, and I was forced to save me in my anger.

And then the doctor told me that it had fingers, eyes, um, umbilical cords in my belly.

Gradually, I kind of look like a normal mother and I look forward to the birth of a child.

Sometimes I look at the children’s fun in the hospital garden, and I get the illusion that the blood of revenge, the betrayal of anger, the aggressive rhetoric of the previous life.

And I’m in the sun, with a napping orange cat on my hand, and it’s as peaceful as a normal pregnant woman.

Who knows what kind of fall, bitterness and darkness I’ve been through in my 27-year life?

I’m suffocating.

I guess I’m not really a good mother.

I have only myself in my eyes and it was only recently that I began to feel responsible for this little life.

We wiped our faces with a towel, opened the door to the warders, and said, “I want to see Liang, I’m sorry.

It was already late when Liang was here.

The eyebrows don’t wrinkle.

We haven’t seen each other for two months, and I wonder what he has done and whether he is one step closer to his dream of warring.

“Congratulations, take the North. I’ll start with that.

Liang is squeezing his nose and whispering, “You know what? I’m sorry.

I noded, “The newspapers are all over, the Liang army has taken the 12 northern cities and is expected to be president. I’m sorry.

He hums, he’s tired of saying, “These newspapers always brag. I’m sorry.

“Is the southwest not going well?” I asked again.

He frowned, “I have most of the southwest, but I still have half of them, in the hands of the old Qian family, and they have the power of a puppet army with her brother. I’m sorry.

Cheng Yuen…

I was quiet for a while and he didn’t talk.

There are cinnamon trees out of my room and the fragrance of light cinnamon floats through the veil.

I thought about it and said, “Will you be there in mid-November? I’m sorry.

And he was softened, and looked at me, and said: I will. I’m sorry.

There was a knock on the door, whispering at the governor.

And Liang was raised to go, and said to me, “Take good care of your child, and do not think of anything else.” I’m sorry.

And he walked to the door, and he wanted to open the door, and I cried out to him: “I dreamed of you last night. I’m sorry.

I didn’t want to say that, but somehow I had a strange feeling that something was too late to say.

Liang’s finger was set and said to the door, “Wait a minute! I’m sorry.

Then he turned around and sat back in front of me.

I was watching him.

He had a deep eye, a dark eye, and the five officials and my dream boy had a strange overlap, as if the bad boy had grown up and become a handsome man.

“I first dreamt of you changing flowers in my bedroom the day before my fifteenth birthday. I’m sorry.

Liang Zhui seems to remember what really happened.

We went on to say, “I dreamed of the day when my mother drove you out of my house, and I was home.” When I broke up with you for your mother and walked to the door with your hand, you said, “You’ve become today, all thanks to me.” I’m sorry.

Liang Qian drank hot tea and the sharp contours of his face sank in the hot air.

And for a long time he said, “Do not think.” There’s nothing wrong with me being like this. I’m sorry.

And I took a glass of water, and I cried in it, and I swung around.

In my dreams I turn my back on my family for love, but in reality I turn my back on my own.

I betrayed him, and my mother framed him, making him aware of the importance of power.

So long as we meet a few years later, he has put power ahead of me.

If there is a return to heaven, how can the betrayal of the beams that I experienced years later not be the cause and consequence of the past?

I thought about this joint, and I felt frustrated for the first time, and I forced myself to fight. I’m sorry.

The bed headlights were warm and he had half his face sank in the dark and looked warm.

“If it’s a boy, it’s Liang Bei Wing, and if it’s a girl, it’s Liang Nan Moon. I’m sorry.

North to south, full of his conquest ambitions.

I nod my head, and I suggested that I should know, and I opened the door: “They have been waiting for you for a long time. Go.” I’m sorry.

Leung looked down at me, put his hand out of my eyes and wiped out the dry water stains and the complex eyes. I’m sorry.

I thought about it and held him in his sleeve and looked up at him: “Can I do business on my own after giving birth? Maybe I can be your helper in economics. I’m sorry.

Liang Yien looked at me and looked at me with the smell of censorship, long after he said, “Okay. I’m sorry.

The door is closed again.

I stood at the door, with my nostrils fragrances floating, with a little light on the headlights.

But I can’t tell what I’m thinking.

33

I went for a walk in the garden downstairs and the nurse was nervously following.

I’ve been with my nurse Chan for a few days now, and I’m off.

The new nurse, who works very hard, is always panicking.

I laughed at her, “What are you afraid of?” Look at us. We’re one of them. I’m sorry.

The sweaty nurse smiled, suggesting she learned to learn.

And the nurse rubbed her sweat, and said with her smile: “Ma’am, you are due to give birth in this day or two, and I fear that you will suddenly have an attack.” I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Where are you so afraid that I don’t go so far, I’ll just make your stretcher carry me up.” I’m sorry.

The hospital had a large number of pregnant women, some pregnant with two children, and the eldest son came out with her.

The children play in the garden, and the beautiful and peaceful pregnant women are chatting.

Nurses in white clothes travel with warm autumn sun on their shoulders.

Early in November, the autumn wind, the Margots.

I followed my finger, I had to hold it, and I’ll get upstairs later.

And I’m feeling better, and I’m touching my stomach, and it’s like the little guy who’s feeling uneasy is tanning inside.

I’m gonna stretch out a little laziness, and I’m gonna come with me, “Let’s go back. I want milk. I’m sorry.

I just turned around, and suddenly, I got a nurse who came out of nowhere, threw me on the floor, and the nurse stood there and helped me.

I thought it was an accident, and the elbow stood up, and the nurse put pressure on me, and the other hand pulled a mask off my face.

Cheng Yuen.

My blood is cold, like a hammer on my heart and my hands are sweating.

It’s only a few seconds, but it’s been pulled indefinitely.

I saw Cheng Yuen smile at me and I saw her pull a dagger out of her sleeve.

I can even recognize that this dagger is the one I used to kill Cheng Hong-guang.

The light of the snow stings in my chest.

Blood splatters.

I kept my eyes open, I felt the coldness of the knife piercing my heart, and I couldn’t say anything.

I saw the bouquet lifts up and tries to break through, but I was pushed by the nurse and fell on the floor.

People in the small garden were panicking, screaming, running away.

But I can hear nothing but the sound of this plethora of background: “You killed my father that day in revenge for your family; so will you forgive me if I kill you today.” I’m sorry.

She smiled at me, and her tears were falling, her arms were raised, and she stabbed me.

I heard her laughing, and it looked like a thick curtain, a mile away from me, but it was as far away as the sky.

And I heard the sound of a panicking footsteps, and then the gunshots were ringing and banging and banging in front of me.

I saw Cheng Yuang being shot in the chest and falling back with his eyes open.

What is she mumbling about? “You and me, you and me, we’re killing our fathers and we’re killing our husbands.” But you see, you’re as pathetic as I am. I’m sorry.

It’s weird how I can’t talk, but I can still cry.

Tears came together, blurring my sight.

I can’t see the autumn and the sun, and I can’t see any more.

Someone kneeled beside me, shaking and holding me up.

And I saw the cheeks and red eyes of the beam, and the mouth of his mouth one by one, and I was hard to identify.

Don’t die.

You’re so stupid, nobody wants to die.

But who did it?

I want to say that I’m sorry when you were 17, but when you were 27, you treated me badly.

I would like to say that, whether it be Liangbei or Liangnan Moon, you must keep an eye on him and not let him go our way. You have to teach our children to be honest, to be tolerant, to be tolerant, to be rich, to be free from the past.

Ah, is that what parents want for their children? Well, suddenly I get it. A long time ago, my father sent me to my cousin’s house in Sea City, with a hard back. And certainly he wanted to say to me, “Master, life is vast, and let us not dwell on the past.”

I started shaking so hard, my body was light, my eyes were dark.

I can’t hear you.

I can’t see.

I can’t talk.

Autumn Shawser, a man kneeling down, a woman lying in blood.

The twilight drifted and the autumn wind blew into the porch outside the operating room.

Same man, same bloody uniform.

The baby cried out, and the autumn wind slammed into the door and saw the child’s color.

And those who are secure, simple, and innocent.

It is the same as when man was born, and there is no dust in his heart, and his sight is pure.

And the path of life is divided, and every one of them is extended by countless forks, and those on the road turn back to the unknown karma.

There is no one in the garden who cares, and the white blades of snow fall in the black mud, and are born to kill and stop.

END-

The other one, “The Moon.”

President Liang has a pearl named Nam Moon.

South Moon grew to 15 years old and was a good girl at the top of justice.

In general, a girl with a sense of justice and a high value of force can be easily abandoned as a nosy.

But she’s pretty good-looking.

Beauty, always more tolerance.

But Nanjon knew it well in his heart that it was only God’s fault that she had nothing to do with it.

No, at the father’s birthday party, General Zhao smiled and said that the girl in the South Moon looked like her mother.

I haven’t seen my mother in South Moon. I’m curious.

When I was a kid, my father talked to her and said that our southern moon was made of clouds and fairies.

A creature like fairies, naturally, has to be different.

She believed that she was true, that she was a child without a mother, that she went up and beat them up, and then she slapped her hand with joy.

Father asked why he didn’t cry when he fought?

Answer: I am a fairy.

Father asked why he hit them?

The answer was: because they would say that to me, they would say that to others. Beat them up to keep them in mind!

And father laughed with joy, and touched the head of the South Moon, and said: “Our life in the South Moon is vast.”

She took the following very well: “Don’t worry about the loss of life.” I’m sorry.

She was a little doll when she was a child, and because her father always said that, she used it as a child.

She was young, though she didn’t know much, but she always felt that there was no end to it.

It’s like, like, she’s chewing on a tummy, dropping half on the ground, trying to tell her best friend, “The twig is smooth, don’t get stuck on the other half of the body.”

Ahem, far away.

The 15-year-old Nanzuki secretly took the words of General Zhao into his heart and realized that he had never doubted her identity.

What a lie! She laughed at herself, turned around and thought that if she had a mother, she would leave proof of her life.

Upon her return, she climbed the stairs and entered her father ‘ s study.

All the drawers, pull them all over again.

Of course it’s heavy.

Large parts have to be taken out and flipped to see if they contain some paper.

She’s on the floor like a puppy, banging on the floor, learning what looks like in a movie, banging on the floor with a joint, see if there’s a trap.

Hey, don’t say that. She found out.

The small whitewood table with the vase to hold for years, with a dark cell underneath it.

The south moon carefully removed the secret and found two albums in it.

She sat on the floor with her legs on her legs, and one page and one page of a book were typified.

The first one is open, and the page says, “May the beloved cloud live in peace and long life.”

It turns out the owner of this album is Yunqing.

The album is full of pictures of the clouds, of the sky’s eyes, of the moon’s eyes, of pearls, and of white skirts.

Sitting on a swing, the dress rises, turns over and smiles like a flower.

On the back of a horse, with a rope in one hand and another hand in front of the camera, the eyebrows were all radiant.

On the stage, there was paint on the face, a fine crown on the head, with black and white eyes.

Also … who stood by his father in a flag robe, holding his arm, did not notice the presence of the camera, bowed her head to a thread and had a shallow smile on her face.

South Moon’s frozen.

She took a mirror out of the bag, re-turned the album to the first page, and carefully compared her five officials with five of the girls in the album.

The like of a distant eye, the like of a moon’s eye.

“Is that you, Mom?” She murmurs.

She opened her second album, which was full of clippings.

Old and yellow newspapers, 20 or more years ago.

The big lead says that Siu Yun is playing in Sea City. It’s full!

Nan Yun’s fingers touch the fragile paper lightly, and his heart is filled with indescribable complications.

It’s like a wave of waves coming up, and she’s cold and hot, and her eyes are red.

The door squeaked open and she looked up.

The father stood outside the door and looked at the photo album in her arms.

“She’s my mom?” Southern Moon asked.

President Liang did not speak and sat next to her.

After lunch, the sun was pouring into the study, on both the father and the daughter and on the beautiful woman on the picture.

Look carefully, does her smile look like a happy sigh?

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□ Wind Moon, my filing number: YXX15Q39eZCYAX843pCNxNy

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.