Princess and Buddha.

One.

This is my tenth anniversary.

People who come to my grave to throw rotten cabbage.

They threw their tongues at them, saying, “The Emperor is merciful, the beam is strong and the prince is wise.”

Then curse me for the next life into the beast.

Ten years, you can’t learn new words. Every time I come here, I say the same thing.

No one would have thought that Princess Lui, who had committed so many crimes, had remained alive and had sat on the tombstone for 10 years.

The black and blue are said to be because my body has not yet been soiled and there are so many grievances that I cannot rest in peace.

I asked him about my body.

The dark silence lasted for half a day, stating that my body had been placed in an ice coffin, which was lit day and night with a light.

He didn’t say who, but I figured it out.

So I waited for that man for nine years. He never came to see me.

I can only walk around the tombstone, and I can only follow him.

It’s been my decade waiting for him.

Near the night, the people were scattered. A heavy rain came silently and strung my gravestone.

“Are you sure he’s coming today?” I’m sorry.

“Yes. I look at the steps ahead.

“You listen. “I suddenly got up straight.

“What? “It’s dark and unsettled.

“There are footsteps. I’m sorry.

I’ve just said, there’s a step up, long boots on the rain, mud and a step up.

He walks with a paper umbrella, and wears a white monk’s coat, and the one with the umbrella has a string of beads on his wrist, and he has long hair, falling behind him, and is very different from what he sees in the daytime.

I’m a little eccentric.

Ten years, his hair should grow.

He walked a few steps and stood in front of my grave and said nothing.

It rained so hard that it fell on his umbrella that it formed little beads and fell on the ground in a string.

“This… this monk is so handsome. “The dark wonders.

“Of course. “I laugh and say,

And the darkness suddenly came to mind, “He is the one you are waiting for. I’m sorry.

I turned to him, his face was pale and his face was as stiff as ever.

But there’s something to talk about.

He said, “For the first time in the decade, I’ve seen you laugh like this. I’m sorry.

I felt it, and I looked at the little monk, and I thought I saw how he couldn’t stop laughing.

“What’s your relationship with him?” He asks.

“He’s my ex-husband. After I say it, it’s dark and quiet.

This monk, 30 years old and famous, has been the most Buddhist student in the 100th century and the successor.

When I married him, the people were on the street, 10 miles in red makeup, and they walked 10 miles. Not for me, but for the horseman.

Later, I took it to a clean rest, and the people were angry and threw up the cabbage in front of the Princess’s house and spit.

Say I don’t have eyes.

It is.

I couldn’t see the monk, so I took him in.

It seems like he hasn’t changed much since ten years ago. He’s as handsome as he used to be. He’s got a nice, steady face.

After I suspended him, he shaved his home again, and there was a great deal of Buddha’s way, and he was the Buddha of the Zhao Temple.

And every time I met him, I had to look him in the eye.

Be a thief, like.

The purest stood in front of my grave for a long time without saying a word.

I guess he’s got a little bit of a problem thinking about me and hating me.

His real name is Zhao, and his name is Zhao. He is Young-Amber’s beloved son. At that time, when the Zhao Temple was passing through Yong-Ambo, he was unable to move, saying that his son Zhao had a Buddhist identity.

He entered the Holy Temple and was a treasure therein and a believer in the people.

All my life, such a proud man, I’ve lost it all.

As soon as he reached the tombstone, the wind was a little heavy, and the rain fell cold on his face, and a drop of rain fell on his eyelashes.

And I stretched out my hand to help him wipe it, but I forgot that I had only the soul, and I couldn’t wipe it off, and suddenly he blinked and fell on his cheek.

I’m sorry.

The dark and capricious sighed there.

“The most important thing is not to stay.”

He wandered through the earth for a thousand years, with shackles in his hands that took countless souls and saw the world’s sorrow and understanding.

Finally, being a fairy is not bad.

That is what he has told me. For the past decade, he has been deceiving me to work in their land, without any more suffering.

It’s fine, but I have someone I can’t help.

And that man is standing right in front of me.

So he reached forth his hand suddenly, and his white fingers were put on that cold gravestone, and he dazzled it with his hands.

I couldn’t move because his hand was right on my thigh.

Two.

Later, the rain was even more heavy, the wind was blowing from the north, and the umbrella in its pure hands was falling apart, the cold face was covered with wet rain, his hair was messy, he withdrew his hand and finally left.

I jumped off the tombstone and raised my toes to help him stabilize the paper umbrella, but in vain.

And I looked back at the darkness, and he groaned, and as soon as his fingers were wavered, his umbrella was stabilized in a storm.

He paused and turned back with thought.

I was scared to stop at once, and when he turned back, I asked him, “He won’t see me.” I’m sorry.

“No, I won’t. “It’s the black and black that cut the rail.

I was relieved to follow after the purity and to leave this place where I’ve been trapped for 10 years.

When he couldn’t see me, I stepped on where he stepped.

When I reached the last step, I looked back.

The false mercy of Baathing buried me, my father and my brother together. It’s called a family.

Three coffins, both empty, only the father lies inside.

He died in battle and his body was no more than mutilated.

A carriage was parked under the hill, and a young boy in a rough cloth jumped down, about 17, 8 years old, and he did not have an umbrella. I’m sorry.

I’ve never seen this young man. I think he’s a freshman.

To get on the wagon, I’ll follow.

The carriage was stable and finally parked in the Dazo Temple.

The Buddha has a special status and lives alone in an attic of nine floors, which is so high.

Up to the ninth floor, the young boy stopped at the eighth floor.

The ninth floor is supposed to be a pure person’s space, of course, as I guess, after all, I’ve never been on the second floor.

Every time I walk into the temple, every bald lady will stare at me.

At the time of the marriage, the 18 monks of the Zhang Dynasty had a beard and looked at the sky.

Eighteen iron-breeded men have been asking questions about me, even though I sometimes boasted about a young eunuch at dinner with my father in the palace.

It’s because of that.

Not to mention the day we got married, the 18 men were naked, covered in tweaks, weeping, crying.

Even my father couldn’t help but ask me if I really wanted to marry him.

It’s a sin.

I sat on a pure bed.

For the first time, he knew what a bed he had slept for more than a decade. It was so big that I didn’t know how soft it was.

I hesitated to go to the 8th floor of the bath, and I didn’t follow.

After all, I can’t really have fun with him, even if I’m impressed.

After taking a bath, he went to the ninth floor with water and was wearing only a white bedcloth with wet hair.

He didn’t wipe his hair!

The little monk used to be bald, clean and clean every time he washed his head in the water.

My hands are a little itchy and I’m trying to wipe them, but I realize once again that we’re apart.

It’s useless to do anything.

As soon as you had a cup of tea, you pushed the door to the north end.

I’m going in too busy.

The house is frozen, there are frosts, there is a huge ice coffin in the middle, and there is a light on the wall.

I stood at the door and I didn’t step up.

I know who this is.

The late Princess Ryu, who was also the purest former wife — I.

“The view…” to speak out of the blue, and his voice is mute, standing by the ice coffin.

My father cried out to me, and my brother called out to my cousin, and my mother and grandmother called to me, The rest of them called me Princess.

Only the pure will call me by name and name.

Every time I get upset, he gets upset.

When I see enough of the beauty’s anger, I’m going to go over there and he’s going to say, “The sight, not the next time.”

Then hold me.

Again and again, I’ve always pissed him off, and I’m gonna kick his ass.

Finally, he pissed me off, and he looked at me, and he came and kissed me and said he was sorry.

I didn’t take it. I wrote a break.

He’s got a red eye, he’s got nothing to be proud of. I’m sorry.

What did I say the other day?

We said: “It was I who brought you into dust, and it was I who gave you back to Buddha.” I’m sorry.

Ten years later, I remember it clearly.

It was precisely because he was clear that he was suffering when he saw him properly protecting my body.

I knew I shouldn’t have provoked him.

Otherwise he would have been the Buddha of the people, and stood upon the altar of God with pity.

“Today I finally have the courage to see your grave, and you say you’re pissing me off and you’re dead before I get back in revenge. As far as the pure legs were sitting on the ground, he seemed not to feel cold and looked at my body.

I was stabbed to death in the palace with three knives while I was in the palace.

And the man lying in the ice casket, in a brand-new zu-red princess dress, looks good.

I don’t know how this little monk brought my body back.

He did not make any more noise and sat silent for half an hour before returning to his house.

That half-time is harder for me than it was for the last 10 years.

Crying, crying for half a day, not a drop of tears. It’s like a half-sorrow, forced to end.

Late at night, he blew out candles and lay on his bed, sleeping in the same manner as usual.

The body can’t sleep.

I hesitated, again, again, and in the end I didn’t hold.

Get over it and kiss it.

And suddenly he opened his eyes and his eyes looked at me.

I was nervous. If I had a body, my heart would have jumped.

He reached out and pulled the curtain.

I was relieved.

3

The next day, when he woke up, he was wearing a new monk’s coat and had his hair tied up with a hairbelt. Unfortunately, his skills were not so good, he had a pile of broken hair and a broken ponytail, but he had a pretty face.

A few bamboo huts were repaired on the hill behind the Shogun Temple.

When Jun arrived, a young man was kneeling south.

The young man had a straight waist, and he was just groaning, and said, “Today is your crowning gift, and he should have invited his guests, and he should have made a scene…”

“No problem. “This is the best for Yu.” I’m sorry.

Until they are mentioned again, they will be crowned by the way they are celebrated.

I watched quietly.

“I know why you swore yesterday that he would come.” I’m sorry.

I asked.

The black and the white sound, the shaking of their heads, “The fool can see it. The boy looks just like you. I’m sorry.

It’s a little exaggerated to say the exact same thing, but there are five points.

The last time I saw him, he was 10 years old, a child, who spent the whole day in love with his grandmother and mother, and went up to the tree and took eggs, and went down to the river to touch carp.

He was invited to teach him. In less than half a month, he resigned from his father.

The father kept them, and the dwarves cried, tearing up their beards and saying that they had been uprooted by the Prince.

I don’t know.

These memories are still alive, but the people are gone.

I can’t even recognize Yu.

In front of this young man, gentle, gentle, courteous.

I don’t see the little prince’s arrogance.

As a matter of courtesy, as a man who looked down at his first hand, he said: “Go down and send a man to wait for you. I’m sorry.

I haven’t moved, but I’m a little stylish.

“Is Master all right?”

“What can I do? “You don’t even know about my seniors, not to mention Xiaobu. I’m sorry.

The mood seemed to be much more stable, but he looked down on his head and looked at his face, saying, “When my sister lied to me, she looked like a master. And then she never came back. I’m sorry.

Pure mouths slowly fall, little expression. But his mood was betrayed by a rolling throat and a slightly shaking hand.

“No, I won’t. “The man who killed her didn’t die, I wouldn’t die.” I’m sorry.

I’ve been standing there for a long time.

“You have good eyes, you have a good man.” I’m sorry.

I didn’t answer, closed my eyes, comforted myself, and I planned it.

He went back to the ninth floor and sat quietly.

I sat with him.

And behold, he exclaimed a breath, then looked straight on the mat whereon I sat.

Or drop it on me.

I think he’s looking at me. He’s talking about his voice.

“Thinking, do you really think everyone will go as planned? “The eyes of a pure eye are all cold and the mouth of a sarcasm.

He can see me.

When that idea came out, I suddenly felt relieved.

When did you see me? I’m sorry.

“It’s always been visible. He said:

I’ve been looking all over the place, and this guy’s already gone.

Dog stuff.

“Well, then I’ll be honest. “Awu has grown up, and he has become a general, holding heavy soldiers, and the others should be just like I expected. This will end with the involvement of the Zhao Temple. I’m sorry.

As long as he had not spoken for half a day, his lips were tight, and his eyebrows were agitated, but he was restrained.

“You’re as self-righteous as you used to be, and you never think about people’s feelings and thoughts, and you’re sure they’ll succeed? I’m sorry.

When my heart stopped beating, I tasted pain, and my heart was sore, and I took a deep breath, and I felt so uncomfortable. “If Ah Yu fails, it proves that he is not the king’s gift, and that the Jiangshan of the House of Clement has no need to return.” I’m sorry.

No more talking.

“Why did you kiss me last night?” Why did you wipe the rain for me? I’m sorry.

The most embarrassing moment has come.

The little monk learned to be smart, pretended to see what I was doing to him, then opened my mouth.

What a Buddha. What a black man.

If I can’t see them hooking up with me, then I’ve been on the stage for 10 years.

The answers were quickly passed through my mind, and I picked one of the most gentle ones, “Thank you for your care of Yu for the decade.” I’m sorry.

He just fell on the tea.

I don’t change my face anymore.

4

One hour later, when he came out of the house, he looked at me and looked at me, “The temple is already involved.” I’m sorry.

I looked at him.

He seems to have a bit of revenge, and he laughs at his lips, “You don’t want my help to come to you, you don’t want it. I’m sorry.

“He’s Xue Ying’s husband. I’m sorry.

Xue Ying was my handmaiden, rather than my sister-in-law, the rare hero of the towel. On that day, Miyagi held dozens of enemy soldiers by a long gun, which ended up sacrificing.

The tamarinds were born of the Sanctuary, and the family showed them to them all.

But he didn’t like it, either. He was looking at the big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big, big.

For half a day, he sent a tweezer, and Xue Ying never saw his mind, and often said that the sign was a good man and that she was a dead brother.

Half dead.

And you followed me for half a year before you held hands and secretly made a man and wife in the temple of the Moon.

On Miyagi’s day, the tamarinds went outside the city and wrote to Xue Ying that he had obtained permission from his mother and returned to offer her a three-thousand-six-year-old wife.

It’s a shame to be back forever.

“What about me? * As pure eyes stare at me, with a little tremor and a little jizzy * I’m sorry.

I was hard-headed and noded in his incredible eyes.

He’s a little shaky, holding on to the door frame, taking a deep breath. I’m sorry.

His voice was mute and shivering undetectable.

I looked at him silently.

The man is 30 years old, he’s thin, pale and pale, and he’s just like the unsatisfied, depressed bookstore.

And when We first met him, he was far away from the face of his fresh clothes, and he was angry.

He’s sad, I brought it all.

Aware of that, I was groaning and rubbing his long hair, “You know what I mean, I don’t want to involve you and Zhao Temple. I’m sorry.

His eyes were red, he endured and he turned his head and his tears came from under his eyes.

And We helped him to wipe his tears, but they did not help him, and they fell on his garments.

“You just have to be a Buddha, and no matter what happens, the Emperor will respect you and the people will respect you. All you have to do is look at the creatures in high places. I’m sorry.

“Why tie me up?” I’m sorry.

He looked at me, “But I just wanted you. I’m sorry.

And as soon as We heard his cry, We wished to leave everything behind in the back of our heads, and surrounded my little monk all day, and made him happy.

But it was just a moment.

The death of my father, the death of Xue Ying, and the stigma attached to the conspiring of his enemies…

“Be good and listen.” I looked at him.

This is the second time I’ve said it to the pure.

For the first time, it was when I wrote the book.

The day when he was 20 years old, he was sitting across from me in a moon white coat We had ordered from the palace, and he tore half of my book.

I stopped for a while, picked up the paper and wrote the second one.

Just a few lines, he’ll rip it off.

By evening, the house was full of paper.

“There’s only one last note left. Can’t tear it. “I bow my head and don’t visit him.

The pure eye is as red as a drop of blood, and says: “I have yet to answer.” I’m sorry.

“So I didn’t write and divorce, this is a break. I looked at him.

And divorce is voluntary, and divorce is unilateral.

He looks awful.

And I stood up, and I smiled, “Be good, be good. I’m sorry.

The rest of the book, he didn’t tear it.

The light in the house was dark, and I lit a candle, and the fragrance set up, and he sat across from me, blinded by the smoke, and I could only see his shoulder falling down and his arms on the ground.

He heard the determination of my tone and understood that there was no room for it.

So he took the book and turned back to the Zhao Temple.

I thought this time, as last time, pure submission would be decisive.

I didn’t think his eyes were heavy, “You can’t. I’m sorry.

I’m shocked.

He reached out and tried to touch my face, but he touched a blank and could only carefully draw the contours of my face.

“The last time I listened to you, I gambled, and then I lost my man. If I ever listen to you again…

Purely low head, long silence.

Then he raised his head, and his eyes were red, and he bit his muscles, and he said, “I can’t afford to gamble.” I’m sorry.

I’m holding.

I met him at Da Zhao Temple at the age of 17, and spent a year working with the little monk, 18 years old and 20 years old.

In three short years, he’s never been as happy to open his heart as he is.

The day I got married, I just said, “I’m happy.”

He was an introverted man, who had entered the Temple since he was a child, worshiped Buddha and lived in peace. If I didn’t really like me, I wouldn’t be cheap.

I know what he wants, so he just needs to hear what I’m telling him.

I said one word and I stopped.

I can’t even get to the phone.

Ginny, you piece of shit.

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There is nothing in my mind, and there is only one thing I repeat.

I suddenly feel like I’m having trouble breathing. I can’t even speak.

Just look at him.

5

“The Buddha. I’m sorry.

Then suddenly a man appeared in the hall as a servant of that day, and he whispered, “The prince is coming, waiting for you in the temple.” I’m sorry.

But the one who touched his lips and tried to say something, then bowed his head, and said, ‘I will go now, then go back.’ I’m sorry.

“Yes. I’m sorry.

When he left, he hesitated and turned his back and asked me: “Are my eyes still red?” I’m sorry.

I laughed, “You care about the image. I’m sorry.

He’s mean, “Look at this. I’m sorry.

I touched his earlobe, “It’s not red. Don’t worry, sweetie. I’m sorry.

In the end, it’s just a red face.

Of course I followed him.

And there was a man standing against his back in a yellow dress, and when he heard the footsteps of his feet, the face was not as bright as it had been before, and it was dazzled by the might, and it appeared to be a few dark spots.

“What is the Prince doing today? I’m sorry.

The purer.

“As the weather became hotter and his father planned to move to the summer palace, so he commanded that he should come alone to ask for a good day from the masters of purity. “When Shaw had finished, he pretended to have a cup of tea.

“Nine days later. I’m sorry.

The little monk’s face was so perfunctory, he had a frown and his eyebrow appeared in a very deep river.

Purely still is my way of doing things without taking into account the feelings of depression.

Xiao Qi just opened his mouth, and a young man came in, suddenly panicking, and said, “Your Highness, if your aunt is sick again, she falls in the carriage. I’m sorry.

“What? “Shut stood up and brought down a cup of tea, which fell straight to the ground, and he ran away to the door.

How am I supposed to say, “Is this like Aunt Shaw’s heart? I’m sorry.

Xiao asked me, when I was seven, to read the books and to observe them. When the elders turned their backs, and were busy fighting, we were not allowed. I thought he was old-fashioned, and he said that I was swaying and that I was not so close to him, and then some of my elders whispered to me that they could not make friends because of their own hatred.

Indeed, those who have attained great deeds, their hearts are full of joy and evil.

I think it’s very reasonable, as the saying goes, snakes hit seven inches.

Xiao asked the birth mother if she was dead, so I dragged him every day to my mother’s cooking.

Although the mother was born to her family, she made a good meal. When the fighting broke out, she was separated from her family and unable to survive and went to the hotel to cook.

My father was conquered by a steamed fish, and if nothing happened in the army every day, he would have gone to see the mother secretly, and why would he have gone to peeking instead of ordering food, because he was nervous and his pockets were empty and his money was spent on the soldiers?

She found out and lied to her face. She was just curious.

He’s got the same skin as when I’m chasing it.

We’ve been chasing people, and we’ve never had a face.

The subject is far away.

Once again, I have known him for 20 years and I have never seen him in such a panic.

On the day of the rebellion, his face was full of light.

Six.

I looked at him, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

He’s got his lips and he takes a deep breath, and he doesn’t know what to say.

I suddenly had a bad feeling, “This is like an aunt. I’m sorry.

As for the pure chin, it was sorely “um.”

“Duja”?

My first reaction was my death.

Duja and I are the same age, and the Du family was my neighbour before the uprising.

After his father’s accession to the throne, the Du’s family went up with the boat and her father was sealed off.

But as a matter of fact, Ducca and I have no conflict of interest, but we are tired of it.

She used to come to me when I was after her, and she came to me, and she tried to seduce her, and she was taken away by a monk.

I don’t know.

I thought it was a sign of acquiescence, a little “aah” and a lot of expression, “Duja should not be so short-sighted, she can’t be so bad at looking at Xiaoxi.” I’m sorry.

“Not her. As for Pure, he came and sat next to me, “It’s another person. I’m sorry.

“Who is it?”

I’m curious to get caught.

I’m not talking.

I’m pulling his clothes. Say it. I’m sorry.

“The Buddha. A fat little monk came in and said, “The Prince wants a box room and says she needs a good rest if she suddenly gets sick.” I’m sorry.

“I know, you can arrange it. I’m sorry.

And as soon as the fat little monk had gone, he would have groaned, and said to me, ‘Go, I will show you, and you will see.’ I’m sorry.

“Secret. I’m grunting.

I stood in front of the porch, watching Xiao Qi and hugging the woman in my arms, one step at a time.

It’s hot. It’s hot.

But he did not have any complaints, and he was unwilling to share them.

It’s a shame the woman was wearing a hat and I couldn’t see her face.

I was a little worried, and I couldn’t help but laugh at him: “Look, Shaw is not a thing, but she’s a good woman. You’ve never hugged me like that. I’m sorry.

He didn’t look down, “Yes. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

He looked me in the eye and he threw a complaint, “Just that you were drunk and you don’t remember. I’m sorry.

I’m:

When Shaw asked him to climb up, he was sweaty.

He looked at the pure, the pure head, and said hello.

Shaw was exhausted in his cursing, he was already a man of the language, he was weak, and therefore he was too lazy to be pure.

The chubby little monk leads the way, “The Prince, the first room in the East Side.” I’m sorry.

When Xiao’s breath was heavy and his hands were blue, he suddenly stood up and held him by his side.

A faint wind blows, and the woman’s hat blows up, enough for me to look at her face.

I snuck over and took a look.

Just one look, and it’s spinning.

A lot of things you can’t figure out.

I can’t stand, I can’t sit on the floor, I can’t throw up.

It was a hot summer, but I felt that every hair was cold, sweating, and my hands were shaking.

Pure down, staring at me.

I looked at him, “Did you already know? I’m sorry.

It’s sharp, it’s paranoid.

I didn’t think it was my voice.

He didn’t talk.

I’m pulling his collar, “Don’t you think? I’m sorry.

“Yes. His voice is dumb, like a traveler who walks alone across the desert.

It’s like it’s been hidden for a long time, and suddenly it’s exposed.

I was so emotional that I suddenly felt sleepy and wanted to close my eyes and sleep.

If I sleep, I’ll find everything a dream.

Before I closed my eyes, I saw the fear of the purest.

7

I don’t know how long this sleep is.

And when we were dazed and dazed, We heard a breath of darkness.

As cold as a sound, it seems to be a snowbath, “Are you sure she’ll wake up? I’m sorry.

“This is the last resort.”

No more words.

He reached out and touched my eyelids and his fingers were warm.

Wait? Hot?

I can actually feel his finger touch.

I opened my eyes and he said, “You’re awake? I’m sorry.

I wanted to get up, but I was sore.

“You’re not well yet. I’m sorry.

I looked round, and it was too warm in my pure arms. His nose is full of the fragrance of his fragrance.

I came over and kissed him carefully.

His lips are soft, but sweeter than cinnamon.

“I’m really alive?” I’m excited.

As for the laughter, noding, little pear vortex on the lips, “Well. I’m sorry.

Darkness was on the side, very coughing.

I’m not embarrassed. Look at him. “Why are you still here? I’m sorry.

It’s darker and whiter.

After that joy, I said, “How did I survive?” I’m sorry.

The Black Path: “You are in the hope of countless dead souls, and the King cannot see it, and the Book of Life and Death is changed.” I’m sorry.

Say something serious.

“Really? “I look at it as pure.

He looked serious and noded his lips.

I sunk my face, “Tell the truth.” I’m sorry.

I can’t find a real word in a few baskets of black mouths.

“You really won’t be fooled. “It was I who met a noble man, who was known for his platinum. I did him a small favor, and he gave me a potion that would bring back the dead.” I’m sorry.

“Does it cost nothing? I’m asking in my pure arms.

“There is. “It’s just that, in your next life, you’re going to go into the animal business.” I’m sorry.

I opened my mouth, I looked at the darkness, and I looked at the purity.

Tears almost reached the corner, “Don’t lie to me, I’m innocent, I can believe it. I’m sorry.

The black man turns his mouth and smiles, but he’s always cold-faced and smiles very strangely: “No lie, no intention of giving you this medicine, but you almost had no choice. I’m sorry.

“Don’t be sad. I’m sorry.

I’m:

Is this something you can’t be sad about?

I’m sad and sad, and I’m in my pure arms.

Darkness has been gone somehow.

I hold the pure neck, “Purple, I am in pain. I’m sorry.

“I’ll be with you. You go in the animal lane, I’ll follow you in.” I’m sorry.

I’m touched, “Pure, you’re so sweet. I’m sorry.

“A reward. I’m done with my head on my pure throat.

He’s ripping me off, “The Buddha is heavy.” I’m sorry.

The pure look is a bit serious, and I know that his fear of Buddha is gone, and his heart is gone.

I woke up at noon.

Everything yesterday seems like a dream, but my sense of smell tells me I’m really alive.

I sat up, looked around, and I couldn’t find the pure.

I covered my heart, listened to it, and it was stronger than it was.

The sound of the jumping tells me that life is precious.

The one who walked in with the food box and I woke up and said, “Go wash up, come and eat.” I’m sorry.

I nod my head, I wash it, I rush to dinner.

It’s been ten years since I’ve forgotten what it’s like to eat.

All I like is food, and the only thing that’s bad is vegetables.

After the meal was finished, it seemed as if it had been an accident to clean up and say, “Shut questions are leaving today.” I’m sorry.

Since I woke up, I tried not to think about it, but things would come.

I’m not backing down.

“He’s leaving? Didn’t you say she was sick? I bit my lips and never called out my name.

As pure as a sigh, come and knock on my forehead, “You’ve been asleep for two days, and now it’s the third day, and she’s all right. I’m sorry.

“Oh. “I know what I’m doing, and then I jump over and hold on to my pure neck, “I’m sorry, I’m worried about you again. I’m sorry.

I’m really sorry for seeing the purest look before I went into a coma, and my heart was sore that he was afraid of it the first time I saw him.

I’d have to go through half the day to think about it.

“This time, it’s not as bad as the last one. “I’m going to keep my head down.

This little monk, he’s the best at talking.

I know when he said “last time” and the day I died.

That’s what I’ve been afraid to mention.

One more time, just one more time.

Knife and blood.

A moment of silence, until you’ve finished cleaning up, stand up and look at me, “Why don’t you go and see? I’m sorry.

“Go, long time no see. “I’ll shoot my clothes and stand up, and I’ll stop, “but now I’ve got a body, she’ll see me, Shaw will see me. I’m sorry.

To go to the outside, take a white hat and say, “Take it, nobody can see.” I’m sorry.

8

I came out of the attic with my hat on. Little monk, he’s staring at me with a 90-degree angle on his neck and body.

“Beware! I’m sorry.

He did not stop, so he hit him on the crooked neck tree.

“…”

I laughed and thought I’d go see him.

The purest of them would hold me hard. “He’s good at kung fu and strong in flesh. I’m sorry.

When we held hands, the fat little monk almost looked out.

He took me to a high place where he could see them without saying hello to Shaw.

A few of them packed their bags and got out first.

Xiao Qi and her aunt Ra came out and kissed her like her hat while she was alone.

Like auntie punched him.

Xiao asked to smile and hold her.

He held his hand as her aunt’s hand and then went down the stairs shoulder to shoulder, with the occasional wind blowing up and the women’s skirts flying.

Seeing the back is really a pair.

If it wasn’t for my father who was framed by the Xiao family and buried in the sand.

“No way. “I’m still sick. I’m sorry.

Sit down and hold me.

I can finally cry this time.

I was so close to my pure neck, my tears were wet, “How could she?” The Xiao family killed her husband and her daughter, even her son, who had been in hiding for 10 years. She can still be like a fine person and ask Xiao for sweetness. I’m sorry.

I’m gonna shoot my back in silence.

I suddenly thought of a possibility, raised my head and had hope in my eyes, “Do you think she lost her memory? I’m sorry.

And the purified Monsignor was dragged by me, and he stretched out his hand over the back of my head, whispering, “No, I sent after her all the time, and when the palace turned, she was taken away by the guile, and she remained in the house for life. I’m sorry.

I can’t make a sound out of my throat.

As for him who follows this position, he takes me into his arms, “Wep, I’ll be with you.” I’m sorry.

And the tears fell down, and I cried to him, saying, “What about my father?” My father was so nice to her, he was under pressure, not even the princess. She’s in love with her enemies now. It’s just a question. I’m sorry.

But the one who holds me in peace will say, “I am dumb.” I’m sorry.

He lifts my hat, rubs my head with his chin, “But I’ll always be yours, don’t be sad. I’m sorry.

Not long after I fell asleep again.

Ten years ago, that day that I have been trying to forget was repeated in my dream.

A year ago, the King of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the Kingdom of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland to the Kingdom of the United States of America. He was only 10 years old, so his father ordered me to rule the country.

On that day, the news of my father’s death in battle spread throughout the field.

I was afraid that I would be in danger, and I would be in trouble.

After a while, I was busy sending him out of the palace.

Because my hunch is getting stronger.

Something’s going on.

As soon as a fire burned down the palace, Xue Ying reported that someone had broken into the palace with his army.

Then there’s endless blood.

Dead bodies are everywhere, the sun is on top, red eyes are red, like blood in the eyes when people cry.

One arm of Xue Ying was cut off, and in severe pain, she bit her teeth and sat on her knees, one hand with a sword and killed another.

A knife came right through her chest.

She spits blood on the floor and is covered in blood, but in her hands she is bound by the curvature.

Before I died, I saw a small soldier laughing to come and break her hand, put Jade Pee in the belt and then kicked Xue Ying’s hand.

The young eunuch who was with me, always laughing, had a knife, and he shouted at him as a traitor and cut off the enemy.

He was short, physically weak, and none of them had been cut to death.

The young eunuch had a sister who was only 12 years old and had the courage to take the knife and kill him that day.

She killed someone, but was shot with an arrow.

Her blood was mixed with that of the eunuch and with others.

I can’t tell who’s who.

The blood is really a river.

Shaw is wearing a silver coat with a cold reflection of light.

He approached us and said, “It is time for you to leave the house of view to the good, to collaborate with the outsiders, and to exchange the people’s hard-earned money for a victory in war, and to maintain the name of your house of view and rule.” Too bad it’s been exposed. I’m sorry.

You fart.

I haven’t said a word yet, and I’ve been stabbed.

I was wondering why he didn’t chop off my head because of my face, six points like my mother.

9

When I opened my eyes, I realized I was back on the ninth floor.

Purely by the bed.

When he looked at me, he smiled and asked, “Wake up? I’m sorry.

I sat up, punched my fist, cut my fingernails in my hand, and squeaked my voice. I’m sorry.

But the one who swooped, and asked no question about it, only said: “Good.” I’m sorry.

He reached out and held me with his hands, his fingers tied, and I could no longer choke myself with my nails.

He’s always done many things in silence.

When I came after him, he persuaded the 18 monks on his own, and when I saw them again, I didn’t look so good, but he didn’t object.

And I held him hard, and my nose was sore, “Don’t worry, when revenge is done, I’ll go out to the mountains with you, and I’ll finish what I said a long time ago. I’m sorry.

Smiling and hugging me.

“Are you crying again? I’m sorry.

I’ve just finished, the little monk is so stiff, I laugh, I come out of his arms and hold his chin with my palm.

The eyes were black and white, but a little red.

He leaned on his lips, probably knowing it was useless to argue, and said the truth: “Well, you haven’t woke up, I’m scared.” I’m sorry.

“And every day will know how to cry. I touched his red eye.

He said, “Well, so you can’t do anything anymore.” I’m sorry.

The heart is soft and soft, “Okay, I promise you. I’m sorry.

I don’t know.

The carriage ended up parked in a yard in the capital city, got out of the car first and then reached out to hold me.

Knocked on the door a few times, and a little poacher looked in the head and saw it before he opened the door. I’m sorry.

It’s pure, and it’s turned into a sad Buddha.

The house is small, but it’s dirty.

He heard the noise, came out and smiled with a pure greeting. I’m sorry.

Pure head.

I’m wearing a hat, and I can still feel the light of my eye.

To reach out to me, to avoid his sight, and to please his body, “This is…”

“My Lady.” Purity.

When my body was hidden at the Zhao Temple, it was only pure and known to one of the eunuchs at the time, who died in a few days after he was seriously ill.

So only one person knows.

I’m not going to let anyone know.

In the end, it’s all the same.

“This is the way” smiles a little bit, “Go inside and say it, General. I’m sorry.

The home of the Lord is small, and the sign is in the shadows. He was a man of the past, and now he has learned martial arts, and there he sits alone, so he cannot be humbled.

“In six days, Xiao Qi will go to the city of Cool City. I’m sorry.

“Shaw asked, “The palace’s defense must be halved. I’m sorry.

A tactile sign is like a rotting wood, damped with dampness over the years and left behind the surface.

His chin was tight, “It’s a good time to do it.” I’m sorry.

His voice is thick and dumb, and from him I will never see any man who was humbled and humbled in the past. As a matter of fact, after the palace had changed, the body had been burned with a single fire, and the curvature had not been found even the ashes of Xue Ying.

And fearing that the family of Xiao would know their relationship, even Xue Ying’s garment grave would not be raised.

After that he went to sleep day and night with a medal.

Noding, “I’ll send someone to inform Lin Sang-sook at night. I’m sorry.

Lin Sang-soon was the representative of the late master, and he was only 35 years old when he was taken to the poaching flower because of his poor origins, distanced from his family’s ties, and he was greatly admired by Xiao Dynasty, who promoted him all the way to his place in the genre.

But he never thought that the son of Lin was beheaded in that palace.

What a karma cycle.

“Who is going with the prince?” I’m sorry.

“I’ll go. * To touch my hand *

The plan was finalized with a few short words from several men.

On the way back to the Zhao Temple, he asked me, “Will I doubt your identity?” I’m sorry.

“Is the answer important?” I ask.

And then he laughed, “It doesn’t matter. I’m sorry.

“I am happy enough to be dead in the eyes of the world, to see for myself the demise of the Xiao family, and…” I have longed for my words, “and to continue to love you.” I’m sorry.

As for the eyebrow, “Didn’t the Princess stop me? I’m sorry.

This guy’s got a small belly.

10

The day after Shaw and Jun left with the army, I and Jun left.

They’re not far from them.

I was very quiet on this road, and I didn’t mean to ease my emotions.

I can’t really relax until Shaw’s questions are dead, Shaw’s grave is dead and his grave is dug.

And when it comes to the Cool City, the one who rubs my eyelids with his finger, whispers, “What are you afraid of? This game has been on the line for 10 years, and the army, the people, the emperors are in control and will not fail this time. I’m sorry.

“I know. I’m sorry.

“Are you thinking like an aunt? I’m sorry.

He knows me too well.

“It’s my birth mother. I can’t do it. * I’m resting on purity and breathing hard *

He reached out and touched my earlids, “You can’t go down, I can.” I’m sorry.

I stood up and looked at him.

He’s been a lot red lately, but he’s had white hair.

I blinked and reached out to his horn, “It wasn’t yesterday. I’m sorry.

“What?” he asked.

“You’ve got white hair. I’m sorry.

The luminous eyebrows are suddenly loose, “The people are 30 years old, and they worry all the time. I’m sorry.

“If you’re done with this, don’t worry. * I hold him around the neck and whisper. *

He smiled.

“I can’t do it, you can do it.” I’m sorry.

He nodded his head and looked at me in a complicated manner, “There’s something you don’t know. I’m sorry.

“What? I’m sorry.

“When the Emperor took a small group of men to Anshan in preparation for the attack, it would have been a mistake, but the plan was leaked and the attack was carried out. It’s not enough to shake the mind of the king…”

In half, it stopped, as if it was a little hard to say, “Who knows, the other side has a belly pocket.” I’m sorry.

“Whose belly? * I’m not sure, I’m done with the answer. *

Her? I’m sorry.

Nod to the pure.

I’m holding the wagon, and I get dizzy.

Needless to say, the consequences are associated.

My father thought the mother was in the hands of the deserters, and he was indignant.

“So she’s already been conspiring with Shaw? I’m sorry.

“Not really. “She didn’t know before the family rebelled.” I’m sorry.

“How did she get into Shaw’s body? * I’m getting cold all over. *

I never thought that my biological mother would be involved, even though I had some doubts about my father’s death.

“It was only on that day that I sent someone to find her and to interrogate her, that it became clear that Chen was drunk and that Xiao was unsatisfied, and on the next day I found no close clothing. I’m sorry.

In the middle of it, I put my face in his arms, and he put his hand around me and continued.

“She was afraid to speak up and ask Xiao Qi. I’m sorry.

“Did you say she liked my father? “I’m cold.

“I don’t know, you can ask her yourself. I’m sorry.

In the last few days, we accelerated our journey, because there were fewer people, one step ahead of Shaw.

The forces of the Cool City had already defected and the general was a young man with far more eyes than the rest of the population and not a pure black.

And he took the opportunity to remind me that he was a man of the desert and China, who lived in a border town for many years and had been saved by the former emperor. I’m sorry.

I looked him in the eye, he was wearing a sword on his waist, sitting right in the air, and he was wearing a kind of a hero’s spirit.

A little weird.

I couldn’t help but look at it a few more times, so I held my hand in my hand and dragged me away with a strong attitude.

Eleven.

The army broke in as soon as Xiao Zhis entered the summer palace.

Just as on that day, 10 years ago, the two sides were in a different position, and this time they were out of control, and the army went into it like fire.

The thief first took the king, me and Jun, and the general all the way to his bed.

And Xiao asked, “What do you mean, pure? Are you trying to rebel?”

It may be that the bed is safe, that Chen Ru is not wearing a hat, that he is in good shape and that he looks no different than he was 10 years ago.

At that time, she was in a state of panic, pale and held in her arms.

But the one who did not look after him turns his head towards the chief of the army, and says, “Here we are, and go with someone else.” I’m sorry.

The general looked at Shaw and he hesitated, “Okay. I’m sorry.

And when they retreated, I lifted my hat.

Shaw saw me, and his sword fell on the ground and his face turned white, and he fell on his knees in shock.

Chen shivered and said, “Ah-chuck…”

“Don’t call me that. I looked at him in silence and then I said, “It’s disgusting. I’m sorry.

“I…” Chen’s eyes are red.

“You’re dead, aren’t you? I’m sorry.

“I killed you with my own hand and you’re dead and you’re dead!” I’m sorry.

The last three words, the sound has become sharp.

“Can’t you live again? “I crouched down and asked him.

“How can it be?” The expression of the question is terrible, like a fox in a tiger’s skin, and he’s scared.

I turned around and asked Chen: “Do you hear me? He killed your daughter himself. I’m sorry.

“I don’t know, I’m sorry, I don’t know…” Chen went up a few steps and cried.

I’m depressed, “Don’t come here. I’m sorry.

“You don’t know? You didn’t know you could love him for over a decade? You don’t know that nothing’s going to happen to you. My father is still lying down. I’m sorry.

I asked her, hysterically, that my hatred had sprung into the sea for 10 years.

As soon as I heard my father, Chen Ru had nothing to do with her, she was paralyzed on the ground, and it took me a long time to laugh at it. I’m sorry.

“What would you say if you were so ashamed? My hands can’t stop shaking.

“Why not? Chen was standing up slowly, and she was thin, and suddenly her face was calm. “What more can I do if he protects me and I give him a son?

“He married me, and I gave him a child, and I gave him equals, and he killed my fiancé.

“I could have been with him all the time, but he died, he died, and I could have found someone else. Are you going to avenge him? I’m sorry.

“What do you mean kill your fiancé? I looked at that face like my sixth.

She suddenly got emotional, and the text came out, “Li Yaoshan is my fiancé. I’m sorry.

Shaw looked up at her with incredible eyes.

Li Yaoshan, I know him, or no one knows him.

Before the great beams came to power, there was a tyrannical man, Li Qianshan, who was strong and trained as a general.

He met my father as a match, and he died under my father’s sword, and the father respected him and made him a good man.

I asked, “Did my father know?” I’m sorry.

“He doesn’t know. He sits down again, turns his back, doesn’t look at me, just looks out the window, “I’m separated from my family and Lee is married to my sister.” Your father said he liked me and he was good, so I married. I’m sorry.

“What about me?” And suddenly the questions started to speak.

Chen turns around and looks at him, “You’re no different from them. I’m sorry.

“Only I need a husband and a safe environment. I’m sorry.

Xiao asked, “What are you talking about? I’m sorry.

“Why is it fake? Chen Ru looked at him strangely, “You like to listen, I said.” If you’ve always been a prince, I’ll be with you forever, and these vows will come true. I’m sorry.

I’m quiet.

Shaw laughed a few times.

Chen turned to me, looking at me with a bit of greed and looking in my face, “I really didn’t know it was Shaw who killed you, and nobody told me that I thought you were dead on the way to escape, that your body could not be found, and that he could not be found, and I thought you were leaving together. I’m sorry.

“But now you know. I looked at her.

Chen’s hair was organized, she always looked at manners, imaged, simple geography, and she stood up on the board and approached me.

Keep me under your pure will.

“Give me a sword.” I’m sorry.

I’ll throw my sword at her.

It’s pure, but the ten questions are not enough for him to cut.

Not to mention Chan’s lovely family lady.

Chan held the sword and she had no idea what to do with it, she had the handle on her hand, she was in a awkward position, she turned around, and then a sword was inserted into the stomach of Shaw.

Shaw didn’t react at all, his stomach was pierced, his blood flowed, and his tummy was red.

“You…” Quaks are sorely wrinkled, looking at the man on his pillow.

Chen’s face is white and she hasn’t even stepped on an ant. And she let go of her sword and turned to me, laughing, and said, “My mother has avenged you and Ah Yu.” I’m sorry.

At that moment, I admitted my nasal acid.

12

I suffocated and said, “You don’t have to be a good man. I’m sorry.

I went step by step closer to Shaw’s question, and he tried to move back, but it didn’t help. He bled too fast. He lost blood on his face and even his lips were white.

There was fear in those eyes, fear of death.

“Are you scared? I asked him, “What face are you afraid of?” Were you afraid when Xue Ying died? Were you afraid when Changko died? Were you scared when you died? I’m sorry.

“You’ve done so many good things, you’ve got to be prepared to die, or I’ve got someone else to take care of you. I’m sorry.

Shaw’s crazy, he’s shaking his head. “Ging, you can’t kill me. I’m dead and the family is gone. Who’s this? I’m sorry.

“You see yourself in a world of chaos. This world can’t go on. Can you give me a chance to change?” I promise you, it’ll be over for you. I’m sorry.

“You’re too loud. And We drew out the sword from his belly, pointed it to his thigh, and cut out his flesh, and blood came out in an instant.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

“All you have to do is worry about when you die, and nothing else. Also, you tried so hard to hide Chen Su so that she thought her body had not been found. Did you really think that the body that was dragged out of Orient House was Tojo?

I admired Shaw’s loss of life. He listened to me, his eyes were staring, his eyes were red. I’m sorry.

“Is it your mother or your father who died the next second?” “I smiled.

Sooner or later you will be punished by God. “Shut-shuts on his teeth and scolds me with all his power.”

“It’s really loud. And as far as a sword went into his shoulder, he looked down and said, “The three knives were returned to you.” I’m sorry.

I touched the scar on my stomach, and the hatred sprung on my heart, “Not just these three knives, the hysteria that happened 10 years ago, how you killed, how many people you killed, and I’ll return it. I’ve taken your family’s grave! I’m sorry.

It’s full of blood in the bed, and the blood of the squawk has spilled.

He jumped, like the last struggle before the animal died, just moved, and he never moved again.

The darkness appeared, and he had a chain, and he sighed, “Congratulations, revenge.” I’m sorry.

I had a breath, and some of them were shaky, and they were emptied in their arms.

The soul of Xiao’s question crawled out of his face, and when he saw me, he fell upon me with his teeth and his hands.

Not yet, but a golden light stopped him.

The black and the cold, the chain in his hand was thrown at him, “and under my eye, dare to do this little thing.” I’m sorry.

The black man returned to the earth with the soul of Shaw.

I also looked to Chen Ru, who sat in the same place and was wet by the blood of her skirts, but had no sorrow on her face and took her fingernails with care.

It’s probably my sight, and she smiles, and she says, “It’s still not good, I’ve never been good at my fingernails, and next time I’m good at it, I’ll do it.” I’m sorry.

I was sitting on the floor, right across from her, “You’ve been saying that since I was five. I’m sorry.

Chen was silent and kept his head down and looked at his nails, “But I can’t learn well. I’m sorry.

“Do you really think Shaw killed me? I’m softly asking.

“I really don’t know, but there was speculation. I’m sorry.

“You won’t take the worst guess, will you? I’m sorry.

“I haven’t lived enough. I’m sorry.

“And now? Is it enough now?”

She groaned, “Give me the sword, I’ll do it myself. Shaw killed you. I’ve been with him for 10 years. I’ll kill you myself. I’m sorry.

“It’s me, not me. I’m sorry.

I looked at her quietly.

Twenty years I’ve been with her, and she’s always been with me when my father went out to war, taught me to read and teach me how to live. When I got married, I was wearing the dress she had spent three months embroidered for me.

She loved me, even more than she loved me. She treated me like she was young and made up for all the bad things she did when she was young.

Time passes and we stand opposite.

“Let’s go. I went straight up, turned around and said, “Let her take care of it.” I’m sorry.

“Good. * To reach out to me *

I opened the door and the light came in.

It’s like comforting all the innocent souls behind me.

It’s just a few regrets that can’t be remedied.

The purest of them is to cut down the head of Shaw and put it in the box.

“What’s with this? I put on my hat and held him hand out of the summer house.

“Take it back and show it to his father.” I’m sorry.

Before I got to the wagon, I saw the whiteness, and he walked in the front and followed Chen’s body.

I stopped and Chen was trying to say something, and then I swallowed it and laughed at me.

13

On the day of the inauguration, the morning was still heavy, as if it were going to rain.

Soon at noon, the clouds are scattered, the sun is bright.

I watched him walk step by step and accept the bow.

A great revenge, a wish.

I hold the little monk’s hand, “Let’s go. I’m sorry.

He looked at me, “What if we leave now?” I’m sorry.

“Go now. I’m sorry.

These things have been bothering me for too long, long enough to have forgotten that there are many wonderful things waiting for me in this world.

And as soon as he had left the Zoro Temple, the monks in it, though they were unable to do so, did not react too much, but it was rare.

And when I got on the wagon, I asked him, “There is more than me in this world.” I’m sorry.

That’s euphemism. I get it. “Someone’s taking your place. I’m sorry.

I’m not saying anything. I’m sorry.

I asked him, “Who is it?” I’m sorry.

“You’ve seen it. I’m sorry.

I’ve seen it?

I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve been wondering, “No wonder it’s that fat turd. I’m sorry.

Fat Doo-Doo? And the one who frowned, and then was reminded, “It is he, and His name is the Truth.” I’m sorry.

“Seriously? Not without you. “I smiled in his arms.

But the purest of all faces said: “He is better than I.” I’m sorry.

“Why?”

It’s like I’m stupid. I’m sorry.

I was silent in my ear and asked a question that had been in my heart for more than a decade: “Did I drag you down?” I’m sorry.

And he said, “Why?”

“How would you have lived without me. And you don’t have to lighten your hair. I’m sorry.

The pure hair is white again, and it scares me.

“Do you mind if I do?” He was so angry, he pushed me away, he was so upset.

I had to go to him and think that I would have followed him when he ran away from me and said he would not eat, and I told His Highness not to cook for him.

He’s tough, I’m tougher.

Unfortunately, when I met a little monk, my temper turned into a finger.

I stabbed him first, pulled his horn, said nice things, then kissed him.

And so he got angry, and I made him mad, and then I made him angry, and then we got to him in that order, and we stepped on the bridge in Gangnam.

And it was not until one day, when I woke up, that I saw the pure white hair, that I was in an endless panic.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I sat on my bed, and I didn’t move, I said, “What’s wrong? Don’t you want to eat the buns? I’m sorry.

As soon as I arrived in the city yesterday, I heard that there was a short supply of buns in the south of the city and that there were queues for the morning, and I said I would get up early this morning to buy the buns.

I’m silent.

He senses something wrong. Sit up. “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

I pulled a bunch of his hair off his face, “You didn’t find anything wrong?” I’m sorry.

And he looked at the white hair, and his lips were thin, and he looked upon my eyes, and he closed them.

The purest to me never lies.

He looked like this, and I knew how serious it was.

He did not want to lie, but he was afraid to speak the truth and kept his mouth shut.

“You speak. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help pushing him.

“It’s the same when you’re old.” I’m sorry.

“You’re getting old? * I’m like a crazy bitch, talking. *

He’s just silent.

“Is it because of Me?” And I began to remember the Day of Resurrection, and there was no doubt about it.

“I came back to life that day. It wasn’t because of something, was it? I’m sorry.

And as pure as you can come and hug me, “Just calm down and listen to me. I’m sorry.

He’s got a snorkel that hasn’t changed.

When did the tears come out? I didn’t know at all, but I listened to his voice: “I didn’t expect you to guess so quickly, I thought you would believe the word of darkness. Five years ago, when you were in a state of disarray, I traded with the King and changed your book. I’m sorry.

“What’s the price? I came out of his arms.

He covered my eyes with his palms, and he sighed, “Don’t look at me like that. I’m sorry.

I closed my eyes and it was pitch black.

He said, “It’s only 30 years of sun, and you will live ten years.” I’m sorry.

The warm tears fell in his hand. His hands were shaking, but he didn’t move.

The tears then flowed from his fingertips, wetting his palms.

“Don’t be sad. I’m sorry.

14

When he came, he was in the courtyard, lying on his couch, tanning the sun.

Me and Jun went back to the capital two days ago and lived in that house before.

The sun was warm. I took the medicine out of the study.

And he looked at me and looked at me, and said, “I thought you wouldn’t want to see me this time. I’m sorry.

“Not unwilling, but unnecessary. I looked at him.

Gyeong-woo was wearing a silk coat, not a dragon robe, but he wasn’t angry with himself.

He did not say much. He went down to see the pure, and went down and cried aloud, “Teacher.” I’m sorry.

As soon as they were old, their hair was white, six months later they had a twilight on their face, and after another year they were completely weakened, and now they know that he was in his twilight years.

He reacts very slowly, opens his blind eyes, looks at her, takes half a day and says, “You’re here. I’m sorry.

It’s been six years since I was Emperor, and I’ve been so angry, and I’ve seen my eyes red.

His eyes are red, and he doesn’t notice anything.

The two of them had a little chat, and they were totally sleepy.

Come to me again.

How smart my brother is, I know.

I read a page and said, “When do you know it’s mine? I’m sorry.

“The first day will be known. He sat next to me like he talked under the moon when he was a little boy, and he said, “There is no way for him to hold a woman but you. I’m sorry.

“Are you so sure? I smiled and looked at him.

He looked up and looked at the sun, and said, “I was with your brother-in-law the day you died. You’ve got a hard heart. You can’t do anything stupid, even if he’s sad. I’m sorry.

“I naturally didn’t want him to die. I’m sorry.

“So he can watch you die? I’m sorry.

I’m not talking, I don’t want to argue with him, but I can’t get along.

And he was quiet for a while, and said, “When you were dead, he panicked and fell upon his cup, and went out, and came back with blood, and sat for a night.” Then every year you die, he doesn’t eat or drink, he sits still. I’m sorry.

Can you guess, heart or pain.

“I don’t know how you live, or why you’re getting old so fast…” he’s a little murky, “You won’t tell me anything anyway.” I’m sorry.

I looked up at him.

He’s looking at me and he’s looking down on me.

I was sipping and rubbing his head, “You’re growing up. I’m sorry.

“When I grow up, you get old, right? I’m sorry.

“Yeah. I’m sorry.

The rest of the house was quiet, and the wind came with the fragrance of flowers, and I was sitting there for a while, and I left.

I washed my hands and sat next to him.

“He’s gone? I’m sorry.

“Hmm. “You taught him well. I’m sorry.

“He’s your brother.” I’m sorry.

“Do you want to go home? Go home to Zhao. “I’m surprised.

“No, where you are, where you are my home. I’m sorry.

He finished, I laughed.

There was nothing after that.

I looked down and he fell asleep.

He’s been doing it all these days.

The darkness sat across from me, and said, “The time for him is coming.” I’m sorry.

My eyes are hot and I’m staring at him. I’m sorry.

The black man’s face was whiter than the paper, and I was as stiff as ever, and I saw it in his eyes: “He can only live until he turns 60. I’m sorry.

“No…” I held his old hand, “He was a Buddha and did so many good things…”

“Hold on. I’m sorry.

It was a rainy day the last time she came.

He had an umbrella, he had a moon and white robe, he was thin, he crossed the threshold, he stepped on his boots, he spilled a little bit of water, and I was suddenly thinking about the rainy night nine years ago.

That’s how little monk visited me.

It’s just that he’s lying in bed, the winter wind, and there’s a coal fire in the house.

I’m not interrupting, I’m waiting in the hallway, and I’m watching the rain.

His eyes were red when he came out.

We laughed at him: “We heard that your Princess and your queen had given you two sons at the same time.” I’m sorry.

“None. “A son and a daughter.” I’m sorry.

I was like, “You know, it’s a good thing. I’m sorry.

He smiled and noded.

And We said: Then bury him in the temple. I’m sorry.

The look on his face changed immediately, and when joy was on his eyebrow, he was replaced by grief. Why aren’t you buried? I’m sorry.

“The monks in the temple don’t like me. I can’t interrupt. I made up an excuse.

“Fake. “You want to stay with him?” I’m sorry.

And I turned to him, and I looked at him, and I begged, and I said, “Let me be with him. I’ve tasted death once. It’s too painful. I can’t leave him alone. I’m sorry.

Jing Yu closes his eyes, he closes his mouth and he has a tan.

A moment later, he said, “The princess has no name yet. I’m sorry.

“Being happy.” I watched the rain curtains in the courtyard.

“I promise you. ‘He whispered in the rain, and I heard.’

He said, “Where are you going? I’m sorry.

“I want to go with my father. I’m sorry.

And the soil of the Temple shall be for those who are true and pure.

“Good. I’m sorry.

He whispered that he had an umbrella and disappeared in the rain.

I cried like rain.

15

As for the day when the snow will fall upon the plum.

He was speechless, lying on his couch, looking at me.

Her hair is white, her eyes are greasy.

I held his hand and put it on my face.

The candles on the table are running out, like they’re showing my lover to leave me.

I remember my first encounter with the purest.

On that day I was told by my father to ask Master Zhong when I was in the Zhao Temple, and when I was passing through the windstand, I saw someone lying on the grass, tanning the sun, and covering my face with a Buddha.

It’s so red.

I went over there and opened his book. “Where’s your monk? I’m sorry.

Yeah, I did it on purpose. I don’t like him so much.

My red dress is in my pure eyes, my eyelashes are shaking twice, and the wind blows, like a fan of a butterfly.

I was just staring at it, and I dragged the little monk’s collar and I said, “Do you want to be my master?” I’m sorry.

Little monk’s blushing, I’m still ashamed.

The round head is brighter than the sun.

And suddenly the tears came from the corner of my eye, and I looked at the purity of the present, and I wanted to see him at first.

I shouldn’t have provoked him.

But as soon as the pure hand fell down, We cried with him: “I regret. I’m sorry.

And the fragrance of him remains undissolved.

I took the poison from the bottom of the bed and drank it without regret.

After the poison, I was confused and disoriented, and I saw the black and the black, and I hated the steel.

Then there was no consciousness.

And then when I opened my eyes, I was a ghost, and black always took chains to tie my wrists and my ankles.

We looked at his body and looked at the pure, and asked, “What about the pure?” Where’s his body? You took him away? I’m sorry.

Three questions in a row, with pity on his face: “Don’t say that it’s not like he’s here, even if he’s here himself. I’m sorry.

I’m confused.

What do you mean?

“You are a dead soul in the earth, and you have nothing to do with it, and the frost rises upon the earth and talks with the King, and sees you as a dead body, so that you may live in it as a ghost.” I’m sorry.

“Your life is only with him. I’m sorry.

I listened blindly and looked down to see the pure body.

“I don’t understand you. I’m sorry.

“Also. When he turns around, and his shirts are thrown off, “When you go back, you’ll know.” I’m sorry.

As soon as the gates of the palace opened, the ghost brakes came upon me, and the ice cooled into my bones.

There’s so much more in my head.

I walked over and over the Yellow Springs, and I didn’t know where to go, and I didn’t remember.

I can’t live, I can’t drink.

Until one day, they will be fashioned.

I don’t know.

I slept for a long time and just opened my eyes and went back to the house I bought in the palace.

The face of Xue Ying is widening in front of my eyes, and I’m surprised and I push her.

She laughed at me so badly, “You’re finally awake. I’m sorry.

The memory came back and hit me.

So I’m Bhai, the renter in the palace, but I’m the only one who’s ever known.

But I was happy to see Xue Ying.

She’s got good limbs, short hair, and she’s got white hair.

“Thanks to you, Princess, I have the money to eat and drink in the land.” I’m sorry.

Huh?

I was busy looking at my account balance.

“How come it’s 100 million less? I’m sorry.

I bit my teeth.

“Hey! Zoe, “The dark is saying that our expenses are on your account. I’ve only spent 10 million, and the Emperor has bought a villa and married, and 18 wives have spent 70 million. The rest of them took 10 million. I’m sorry.

As a pilot, new models were introduced into modern time and space, and a high-rise was uprooted.

That’s all mine.

As a real estate man, I’m worth a billion dollars, and I’m gonna have to move one of my fingers, and it’s going to be a mess.

Unfortunately, I gave half of my money to that old bastard who gave him a chance to die.

Today, I’m in deep pain at a billion people.

When I went to the dark house, he was watching a TV show with his work clothes off, and he was so handsome and so cheap.

Otherwise he wouldn’t have been greened by his wife and would have joined the palace since then.

“You need to be free. I looked at him.

He’s not ashamed at all. Let me see the handsome.

“You won’t be alone long, will you, pervert? I’m sorry.

I was talking about looking at his water screen.

Water screens can play many things and listen to modern time and space representatives who say that this can replace mobile phones without traffic and what the hell is.

I can’t remember that shit.

I saw the so-called handsome man in the black and mundane mouth, who, in a white monk’s coat, had a pretty good look, but had a paltry face, two minutes after he had been spoken to, and he didn’t blink.

Until a woman in a red dress walked into the door and laughed at him, “Pretty pure.” I’m sorry.

The woman also ordered many moles on her face.

“…”

I’m so quiet, I can barely breathe.

This…

“Can I complain? “I sincerely look at the blackness and uncertainty.

“Yes. “You have to pay a little bit.” I’m sorry.

I was staring at him.

He explained, “The people on our side need to contact the representatives of modern time and space, and it takes a lot of energy in the middle, and it gives them money to dream about the producers. I’m sorry.

“How much? I’m sorry.

“Not much. I’m sorry.

“Don’t mess with me. I’m sorry.

“80 million. I’m sorry.

I turned around and I left. I’m sorry.

Since the reform, the streets and streets have been full of dress shows. There are people with large waves in broad-sleeve robes, people with short hairs in bikini, and people with tall hairs in skirts.

Hair is long, short, strange, all colours.

Clothes, too. All kinds of clothes.

These are full of freedom.

I just turned around and I saw a man hugging right and left, red orange and green and blue, and a whole seven.

They went to the jewelry store together.

I’m standing there and feeling outraged.

Shortly thereafter, several announcements came from my account.

“You spent a million dollars at the jeweller’s store on March 1st. I’m sorry.

“You spent $2 million on the jeweller’s store on March 1st. I’m sorry.

“You’re in your ugliness…”

I suddenly realized it was wrong.

16

When I went to the jewelry store, my good father was made to smile and pay.

So I stopped in time.

When you see me, my father’s eyes are bright, “Abi, you’re back. I’m sorry.

He wanted to spend some money with him, but when he was seen, he suddenly didn’t want to talk.

“Hmm. I’m sorry.

I laughed at him.

My father took me to the teahouse after he took the women home.

There’s only food in the palace, and it’s gone.

It’s just an addiction.

My father poured me tea and said, “I know what you do on earth.” Didn’t teach you for nothing. I’m sorry.

I’m like, “You know Chan Rue’s her…”

“Shh. He smiled at me, and at this very moment he looked as if he was the best, “Who hasn’t fallen in love with the wrong few.” I’m sorry.

He figured it out, and he’s fine.

“Looks like you’re having a good time. I’m sorry.

“No war, no dynasty, no dreams, no dreams. How can it not be? I’m sorry.

“…”

I put up with it and I didn’t put up with it. I’m sorry.

And he responded immediately, saying: “Did I raise you while on earth?

“Not only did it cost you, but it taught you.

“Look at you, now you’re raising old people so much crap, I’m lucky I died early. I’m sorry.

He groaned, he felt sorry for himself.

“All right, all right, all right. I’m sorry.

That’s what I said. I’ve got plans. I’ll go to the bank and transfer the money to another account.

I saw an acquaintance on the way to the bank.

Once upon a time, the little regulars were short, timid and humbled by incomplete bodies.

Now he holds the hand of a strange woman, stands in front of a stand and buys things, behaves in such a way that they laugh and are very close.

I looked at it for a moment, and I laughed forward.

There is a happy ending here.

Not only did I see these people, but also all those who had not retreated on that day, and who had aspired to the city, who lived well, were born and stayed in the land.

The dead are reborn.

17

I was watching TV.

Yeah, that’s Princess Liang. I smell good.

He didn’t make fun of me, but he took it seriously. “The Emperor heard that the Divine Reforms were going well and wanted the Emperor to speak in heaven. I’m sorry.

“Then go. I changed my position, I kept watching TV, “Why are you telling me this?” I’m sorry.

“The King intends to take you. I’m sorry.

“Me?” I firmly refuse, “No! I’m sorry.

“You’re one of the winners of the Dictatorship Reform, and you’re the first to be worthy of the real estate industry. I’m sorry.

“It’s no use kissing my ass. I’m sorry.

“The King said, “You go, he will return the money. I’m sorry.

I sat straight, “When do I leave? I’m sorry.

The sky is where the rules of protocol are most important in the six worlds, and I have changed my knitting dress, combed my hair, and followed the king in earnest.

From heaven to the palace, there are many scenerys, and even the fairies are extremely beautiful.

The King went in, and I followed him.

And the Emperor was in the high place, and I followed the King, and stood behind him, and worked diligently as a mute.

Call me when I speak.

He asked me some questions in detail, and at the end of the day, suddenly he said something.

“We heard you were born the other day? I’m sorry.

And I went, “Yes.” I’m sorry.

He laughed, “How does it feel? I’m sorry.

That’s a strange question.

I knew I could not understand the meaning of the Lord’s question, so I answered the truth: “On earth, love is too bitter to be comfortable in the earth.” I’m sorry.

I’ve just landed and there’s fairies coming in. I’m sorry.

“…”

Who’s not hearing and seeing?

I made this shit.

The frosting is still the same, white and black, and the face is pretty and dark, just like who owes him money.

The Emperor looked at me and looked at the frost, and he smiled, and said, “Frost, you’re just in time. I have something to tell you. I’m sorry.

“The Emperor is straight. I’m sorry.

“I see that the Dictatorship has worked well, but the sky is still the same, so I’m trying to learn from the Dictatorship, so you’re in charge of this. I’m sorry.

After the Emperor had said it, the Lord of Frost looked at me.

And those whose eyes are cool, then he shall say, “Fine.” I’m sorry.

Out of the palace, the King smiled and spoke to the Lord of Frost. That was a very gentle word.

Yes, the frosting is made of a thousand miles of frosting, a true goodness, a pure heart of Buddha. His reputation is well known to all six communities.

I’m just a dead soul that he lit up.

Out of heaven, I looked back.

He just felt it. Turn around.

Winds carry petals, blow his long hair, and a little radians in the suit.

His eyes were as though he had passed through countless mountain and lake rivers, fixed me and burned me.

17

Back in the palace, I started my life.

The days passed for over a month.

Xue Ying came to me with a pot of wine.

I watched her pour the wine and pour the cold water.

“You know, we’re not drunk. I’m sorry.

She said, “No wonder it’s dark to say, don’t bother you lately. You’re sick. I’m sorry.

“That’s his job. I’m sorry.

Not long ago, the dark came to me for tea.

Then came a saying: “Bie, it will be a great blessing for you and him to live together.” Or do you want to be with him in the twilight? I’m sorry.

Then I beat him up and beat him up.

Xue Ying lamented, “He’s got a pretty mean mouth. I’m sorry.

“What about you? I’m sorry.

She’s like, “What?”

“Why are you still single? I’m sorry.

Xue Ying didn’t talk. She had a sip of pain.

“I’m waiting for someone. I’m sorry.

I laughed at myself, “You can wait. I’m sorry.

Xue Ying was silent and poured a bowl of wine, “Done.” I’m sorry.

That’s when Changko came, and he was in a hurry, and he said, “Hee Ying, here comes General.” I’m sorry.

“What?” I’m shocked.

Xue Ying had missed the wine bowl, and she could not help but mention the skirt and ran to Na Ho Bridge.

The curvatures were suicides, with his feet and hands bound by long chains, with his head covered, his head down and he was not angry.

He lined up, the front moved, and he followed.

She just got her soup in her hand, and Xue Ying called him “The nerd!” I’m sorry.

The soup fell on the ground.

He looked around for a week and his eyes were on Xue Ying.

Xue Ying jumped into his arms, like a long time ago.

“Why are you crying? I’m sorry.

The low-sedition sound suddenly rings in my ears.

I was shocked and turned around and saw Frosty standing by my side.

He’s got a smile in his mouth, and his eyes are all smug.

“Why is God here? I’m sorry.

I think I’m being humbled. Who knows that his face has changed in a moment, and his lips are like, “To discuss something with the King.” I’m sorry.

I nod my head. “Does God not know where the temple is?” I’m sorry.

Frosty suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist, and he approached me with no face, “Do you have to talk to me like that?” I’m sorry.

“Or what? “My hands are sore, my eyebrows are not wrinkled, and I ask questions calmly.

“It’s not very clear where the temple is, and I hope the girl leads the way.” I’m sorry.

I was bored in front of him, and he wasn’t upset.

The breath is low, but the feeling is strong.

At this point, I’m a little confused.

As if it were a dream.

He’s not the purest, I’m not the viewer.

18

And when I came to the House of the King, I thought that I would be free of it. And who knows of the Lord suddenly said, ‘Be with you, Mary.’ I’m sorry.

I looked up to him and he explained, “In the early days of the reform, you also had a lot of ideas. I’m sorry.

So I sat across from the frost and listened to him and talked with the king.

And there was an intoxication in it, and there was smoke in it, and I was not drunk, but suddenly I was drunk.

The eyelids are getting heavy.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar bedbook.

Frosty sits in a chair, his elbows on the bed, “You awake? I’m sorry.

I sat up, “How did I get back? I’m sorry.

He picks the underbrow, “I got you back. I’m sorry.

The face is exactly the same as it was in the world, but it’s turned upside down.

I looked at him in silence for a few seconds, and he looked light on his face and looked at me.

It’s all over: look at it.

I leaned down and kissed up with his chin.

He was obviously shocked, and the eyelashes were on my eyelid.

And then he grabbed me in the back of the head, and he turned.

A long kiss, and at the end of it, he put it on my forehead, and asked, “What was the dream?” I’m sorry.

“How did you know I was dreaming? I’m sorry.

“You’re a little off track. I’m sorry.

“Dream when you die. I’m sorry.

That feeling, the heart is blank.

When you open your eyes again, you can’t control him.

He sat by the bed and held me in his arms, “I’m not going to die this time. I’m sorry.

His arms were warm, and I was in his arms, and my thoughts became clear.

Me and him don’t seem right now.

He seems to know, “You’re not going to turn your back on me again, are you? I’m sorry.

“It’s you who doesn’t recognize.” I’m sorry.

I pushed him away.

“What happened to me? #Frost’s face is innocent #

“Don’t do this to me. For more than half a month, the Lord returned to the sky, and heard of visiting your fairies from your palace to the outside. I’m sorry.

Frosty was shocked, “Well, it’s not my fault. I’m sorry.

“Don’t blame you. I’m sorry.

And I haven’t been here for half a month. It’s a fairy business.

I pushed the door open and looked at him in cold blood, “Go ahead. I’m sorry.

“Are you angry? #Frost is skeptical #

“No, how dare I be mad at God. I’m sorry.

In one word, it’s sarcasm, it’s suffocating, and it’s blue and purple.

“Just walk away. * He’s got a twitch *

I closed the door and I was exhausted.

Sit by the table and pour a cold cup of tea.

The tea just fell in, the door was suddenly pushed and someone came back.

He sat across the stool from me and poured a cup of tea over my head.

Then he asked me, “Why are you angry again? I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything. It’s important.

There’s something you can’t say.

Frosty looked at me, and his eyes were red, and he said, “You said you were sorry. I came looking for you, and you didn’t touch me? I’m sorry.

“What? “I’m a little confused, and he’ll remember it so well before he dies.

“You just like pure, right? You wouldn’t like me, even if it were me, and you liked that monk, and I was a stranger to you. I’m sorry.

And his tears fell, and I looked at him in shock.

The face was red, the eyelashes were wet, and he cried.

“You… don’t cry. * I’ve raised my hand to shed tears, my heart seems to be held * * and a certain inexplicable emotion is becoming clear *

The frosting, the tears stopped, the eyes were red, “Are you serious? I’m sorry.

Dude, it’s a shame we’re not on the stage. It’s like burying nobody.

“Really. I’m sorry.

I whispered.

It was thought that it was just the other side of his personality, but it was hidden in the middle of the day, and it was the same face that cried.

“What do you mean you said you were sorry? * The frost never stops *

“I’m…” I’m groaning, I’m sincere, “I’m just saying, I thought you couldn’t hear. I’m sorry.

“As always said? #Frost #Frost pic.twitter.com/V0hV4h — #Frost #Frost pic.twitter.com/w0hz — 霜 (@Frost) September 9, 2015

I nod my head, and I said, “It’s just that you’re dead. I gotta say something. I’m sorry.

He’s out of his sleeve.

This time it’s a shame to be angry.

19

I don’t understand, and I don’t speak much of it.

The curvature has always been a mute, except for Xue’s. This gossip today, that gossip tomorrow.

Another day, when I arrived, I watched TV and used to make tea.

The tea’s just made, and Xue Ying and Twilight Ten Fing.

They were not seen at all, one with a cup of tea and one with his hand under the table.

“I’m getting married to a nerd. Zhiu Yingdo.

“Congratulations. I’m sorry.

I’m not surprised that even the money is ready.

He said, “What about you?” I’m sorry.

“What happened to me?”

“You’ve been alone all along? I’m sorry.

Xue Ying is extremely concerned about me.

I approached her and she coughed, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.

“How much did Frosty pay you? I’m sorry.

And as soon as he had said, “I can’t hide it from you, he turned 90 million.” I’m sorry.

Loser!

I shot him on the table.

He did his job, “You see, he still cares about you and you’re happy with him. Why are you hesitant? I’m sorry.

“It’s hard to be in a foreign relationship, not to mention that I’m with him, and that’s it.” “I can’t think about it.” I’m sorry.

“…”

Xue Ying looks so quiet, a cup of tea is down and the curvature is gone.

I was just about to go to bed to make up my mind, and suddenly the door was blown.

That’s great.

I’m invincible to open the door.

He had a pack of chestnuts and he smiled at me, and he said, “I bought you a chestnut today. I’m sorry.

“I thank you. I’m sorry.

Let’s sit down at the table, and after the frosting, I’ll peel my chestnuts.

“Is the sky not busy?”

“Too busy. “Frost Watanabe says he’s ripping off a chestnut and stuffing it in my mouth.

“And you come every day? I’m sorry.

“I have to come see you if I’m busy. I’m sorry.

“The rhetoric. I’m sorry.

“This isn’t what I learned from you.” I’m sorry.

That’s what happens when I freeze.

Remembering that year when I went after it, it was all I could do, all I could think about. Every time he went to see a monk, he ignored me.

I’ve come every day to express my deep love. By the way, I miss him. To this end, the most popular love story of the time was deliberately ignored and the Zhao Temple was successfully blown out.

Then I was forced to offer a reward in the palace, a useful plan, and a gold taels.

I really did find a good way to do that.

As if he were evil, they would be forced to come to Our palace, and curse them day and night.

A month later, people are mine.

When I’m quiet, he’ll take it, and he’ll continue to peel chestnuts.

The house was quiet for a while.

“Will I leave today? The blogger says:

“Why not? * I’ll pick up my eyebrows and ask him. *

“We’re not, we’re not…”

“Not what? I’m sorry.

I laughed at him.

The frost has hesitated for a long time, and then made up his mind, saying, “Didn’t we make up?” I’m sorry.

“Really? “I bowed on purpose and didn’t look at him. And he won’t see me either.

He was a little anxious to wipe his hands and lift up my chin, “You can’t kiss me like nothing happened.” I’m sorry.

“You like me?”

“Hmm. He’s a big hit.

“Did you confess? I’m sorry.

And I said to him, “Well, he’s got his eyes open, and you’re waiting for me here.” I’m sorry.

He left in haste.

I don’t know any tricks, but I haven’t seen anyone for six months.

20

Early in the morning, the house next door was redecorated without stopping.

I’m covered, I’m pissed. Get up and open the door.

The frost of the six worlds sits on the swings before my door, with a cup of tea, and drinks with grace.

More than a dozen construction workers built a house next door and he directed it from time to time.

“…”

When he heard the noise, he looked at me, and his eyes got smiley, and he came up to me, “Are you awake? I’m sorry.

I looked at him like a corpse. “You know I was sleeping? I’m sorry.

He coughed, and he ran away from me. “I’d love to see you. I’m sorry.

I sank my face, threw the blanket on him, he held the blanket, he came up and he surrounded me, “Why did he come out without his clothes on? I’m sorry.

I haven’t seen him for six months, and he seems a little thinner and holds me inside.

The more I looked at him, the more he felt. I’m sorry.

“You’re strange today. “I looked to my left and to my left, and looked up, and suddenly I found frost in a black dress today.

He wears only a few dark clothes, but now he wears them in such a way that they are thin and thin, and in the sight of the eye I have a lot less mercy, but a bit more of the evil.

That perception just kept me holding the cup for half a day.

No way.

What a moon and light is the frosting.

“You finally found out? He asked a question.

“Get changed. “I reached out and touched his clothes, and the material was good, and the ice was cold.

“…”he lost his face.

Half-dumble, smouldering out a divine command. They’re all white, with heavenly elegance.

I opened it, scratched off the red tape, that’s all.

—Frost has served as God’s messenger to the heavens and earth.

Duration, duration 10,000 years.

I looked up at him, right in his eyes. Those eyes are as heavy as ever, with their tails up.

“What do you mean? I’m sorry.

My voice is mute, ask him.

“You’re a god in heaven, and you’re a man of high moral standing. Why are you here? I’m sorry.

The best of all is the lowest of the six.

“Where you are, I go. He looks serious.

“When I first met you, my heart was disobedient. You are nothing but a dead soul that wanders around in this dark and cold land, and is all evil. Then I’ll cross you. I’m sorry.

“When the Buddha saw the princess for the first time in the world, he fell in love. But he’s thin, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

He held my hand on his chest.

“My heart, always beating for you. I’m sorry.

I’m shaking like a man who’s been in the cold for a long time, and my hands and feet are stiff. Someone’s trying to put a handplace on you and put a big coat on you and ask if you’re cold or not.

“I like you, from the beginning. I was told by the people of the six worlds that I had no choice but to think of the right or the wrong, but the good people were glorified, so I chose God. The sound of the frost is calm, “When I met you, my reputation seemed insignificant to me. I can go to heaven, I can go to earth. I’m sorry.

Some corner of the heart is sour and sour, even my nose is sour, I hold his waist, “You can’t leave without saying you’ve chosen to come. I’m sorry.

“I’m not going. He reached out and touched my back.

I put my ears in front of his heart and listened to the sound of a steady and powerful beating.

And suddenly I think of the scene of my first encounter.

I sat on the side of the Styx and looked at the spirits that lined up to drink Bombay soup.

The blackness, for some reason, was in a bad mood.

“Why are you here today? I’m sorry.

“Wait for someone.”

“Who is it?”

I looked up to him, and now he’s in a very rare state, and he’s no longer laughing at people, and he’s missing his face. I’m sorry.

I keep my mouth shut, and I’ve heard at least the black and green gossip.

“I won’t bother you, too. I’m sorry.

I filmed my clothes and walked a few steps, and I heard a few dead souls whispering there.

“Did you hear that the frosting has gone further and out of the way. I’m sorry.

“I hear you’re in love with him. You’re happy. I’m sorry.

“You’re new. What do you know? Is it hard for you to rise to heaven? I’m sorry.

When I heard the light of my eyes, I went up and said, “Where can I see this god?” I’m sorry.

He said, “This is only about you.” I’m sorry.

Then one day, I walked up the Yellow Springs, and suddenly I saw a white man with a fan, clapping in his hand, smiling and asking, “Did the girl have something on her mind? I’m sorry.

“It is nothing but sorrow.” I’m sorry.

He smiled and said, “Why do you have to get stuck in the past, forget it, have no sense of the future, take it now. I’m sorry.

“Every step you take counts. I’m sorry.

Then I thought I was standing in my hand by the moon.

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Keep your eyes on the road.