Shenxu still wanted to say something, but in the end he took a look at Jun Yanqing who was so depressed and did not speak. Now, it is useless to say more.

Even if she was saying something now, Jun Yanqing couldn't listen.

The word love is the most uncontrollable.

After all, the joy or resentment in this game is only the talented people in this game know the most.

She was convinced that she thought she could not do anything like Jun Yanqing, and she tried her best to fly for the person she loved.

She felt that she was like the excellent peach tree in this courtyard. No matter how much frost and snow fell on the soft and tender branches in winter, it would still continue to grow in spring. But she would never leave that land, unable to walk or escape, and she would never be able to get out of this step.

Being trapped in the square inch that makes you feel most secure, but synthesizing is not a joy.

But most people are just not satisfied. They always want to ask for it, or think about the people they yearn for.

In the midst of the entanglements and contradictions, she was not willing to do so, nor was she very happy.

"I'd like to do it myself. I hope you can get what you want." Looking at the green screen window, the green birds standing on the branches outside the window were still singing the unknown song.

Shen Xu murmured this sentence gently, but I don’t know if it was said to Jun Yanqing or to himself.

Perhaps, she and Jun Yanqing are both the same people.

After all, love is not allowed.

In this world, not all love can be loved by both sides. Most of them are wishful thinking. If this wish is too much, it turns into obsession, life after life, life after life, endless and endless.

And all this obsession and wishful thinking may be just an indescribable romance.

But all this is uncontrollable and unstoppable.

However, it is just by the way of heaven.

I looked up at the blue sky, which seemed to be the best blue powder, swaying and the fragrance of powder.

The rain that had just fallen condensed on the branches and fell into pearls, reflecting the entire palace, with cold colors.

Jun Yanqing watched the red clothes disappear into the depths of the palace and could no longer see the figure.

Looking at the red, Jun Yanqing seemed to see the color of fire.

The bright peach blossom color, the breeze fell all over the ground, and it was spinning with the wind, I don’t know where to go and what kind of where it will be.

However, Jun Yanqing felt that she was willing to be the peach blossoms of this tree, walk with the wind, walk along the deep path, pass through the dark bridge corridor of the deep wood, find the moon-white clothes, which fall on his shoulders, leaving a cold fragrance.

Jun Yanqing also knew clearly that she knew that since she had made a decision, she should not be like this. Since she had already made this, she was going to go on. From the moment she made a choice, she never had the chance to look back.

Or, the joy of this youth is so reckless, just thinking about that vision, walking your own path, moths flying into the flames, and not hesitating to be greedy for that moment, but it can be left to reminisce for half a lifetime.

Jun Yanqing felt that no matter what the result was, she would probably no longer regret it in her life.

She looked at it again, and through the green screen window, she saw the red walls and green tiles, which were shining brightly under the sunlight, as if she couldn't take her eyes open.

Within the green tiles and red walls, the beauty had no choice but to do so.

The red walls and glazed tiles may be some people, who have been calling their yearning and obsession throughout their lives. But all of this is just looking up at the split four-corner sky, and sighing sadly in this gorgeous golden cage, which takes half a lifetime.

That bright yellow piece of paper, ink rolled in her life.

But in the end, she lived for herself.

She finally walked for her own wishes in this life.

She closed her eyes, couldn't see the expressions of her eyebrows and eyes, and thought of herself in her heart, probably she would be happy.

This person in the secret has been thankful for not having the Quan tribe. The tragedy of her mother told her not to make such a decision to cut off her own way, but she always wanted a dream.

Even in the end, this is just a scene of mirage and water, she will be happy.

It is better to have a mirror and a water moon than to have never had it.

As long as she is happy, she should be enough.

The joy of the boy is probably so pure. Without planning, everything is joy, that's all.

Thinking of this, Jun Yanqing curled the corners of her lips, her lips were a little dry, but it was just Xiaofan's movement, which was already a little painful, but the numb and painful feeling made her feel particularly clear and clear.

But she seemed to be unaware of it.

Perhaps just like the short plays she saw, the talented man and beautiful woman who were not together in the end. Life would not be smooth. It was just a matter of maintaining a delicate heart that could persist.

A short play between a talented man and a beautiful woman, but life is like a play, but it cannot have an ending in the play.

She is not her mother, she is Jun Yanqing. She can have her own way, and the end of this way is not just the word "sadness".

Gu Yanbo is not that person either.

She likes Gu Yanbo, but she may not be happy with Gu Yanbo. As long as she enjoys him herself, it is enough, enough.

However, what Jun Yanqing doesn’t know is that a person’s heart is never obtained through this calculation. The word “love” is not as simple as this. People are always obsessed with it and are always unwilling to be satisfied.

Gu Yanbo, she can finally contact him in her dream, and finally get everything she has been thinking about day and night.

Moths to the fire, no matter how you are.

But for that bouquet of lights, she was willing to give her life to wait and life.

She picked up the glass bottle, and the glass shone brightly under the sunlight through the passing sun, and the colorful glass made people unable to take their eyes off.

She held it, and the glass became cold inch by inch, making her bones and blood seem to become cold suddenly.

"Gu Yanbo, I like you so much." She said, and tears rolled down at the corners of her eyes, as if she was angry and murmur.

Some people are poisonous.

Like poppy, people cannot leave it and cannot leave it. How can something that has penetrated into the bones be able to leave it like this?

She drank all the medicine in the glass bottle in one go.

The sunlight shines through the blue screen windows and sprinkles on this glass bottle, making it colorful.

"Crazy." After that, he should have left, he lay on the peach blossom branches that were blooming all over the trees. He looked at everything in the bedroom coldly, and saw Jun Yanqing's weak little body rolling onto the bluestone slab like a dehydrated fish, and then said this.

Just fate. This thing is given by the young master.

Gu Yanbo, I wonder if he was involved in love debt or a disaster.

Love is too difficult to master, and too deep obsession is not a good thing. It is just a matter of hanging on the so-called breath of this obsession, which seems to be no different from others. But once this obsession disappears, it is a fish that has been drained from water, so why are they still not staying there for a long time.

The four words "wishful thinking" can be said to be heartbroken.

Happy or unhappy is just a sudden feeling.

The most unforgettable thing is the word "scratch".

How can something that is forced last?

But in the end, she just called someone else to take a joke. But she knew this thing clearly, but Jun Yanqing was very confused.

If you are happy, you are happy. If you are not happy, you are not happy. Even if you are killed, you are just a life-saving friendship. What people like Gu Yanbo are most disliked is the fate that is calculated by others. How can you go for a long time?

No matter whether the disaster is not a disaster, it will not cause her. As long as the fire is not on the corner of the young master's clothes, there will be no trouble for her.

In the world, she can only be deeply loved by her, but she is just a beautiful blue.

It is certainly sad to ask but not get it.

But the water flows slowly, it may be joyful.

Looking at the blooming peach blossoms of Yaoyao, my eyes were filled with a smile.

This drama is very beautiful.

No one's life is not a play, nor is it the person in this play. However, some people seem to have not realized that in this play of life, the sing of the most vigorous songs will always be others. They envy and sneer.

But in the end, I couldn't take this step and couldn't walk vigorously. But in the end, I connected myself and forgot a cleanliness. Finally, I shrank into the shell of my own frame, tried my best to restrain myself, suppress my joy, and control my sorrow. But in the end, I got a handful of unrecognized loess, and finally my turbid eyes looked at the troubled world again, and sighed softly with a ruthless world.

But is it really ruthless in this world, or is this person never merciful?

But there are few people who can take what step they are still fantasizing about in their dreams.

I smiled deeply, not sure whether I was sneering at Jun Yanqing's delusions or sneering at my cowardice.

Forever, it is huddled in its own shell and cannot be seen out.

When wine enters the sorrowful heart, it should be tears of lovesickness.

Tears fell on the peach blossom petals, rolling, reflecting the rolling peach blossom color.

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The mist and rain were hazy, but on the green bamboo, there were drops of tears, like Xiangfei bamboo.

As the rain rolled all over the sky, Gu Yanbo looked at it and his eyebrows were condensed.

I suddenly walked like a wandering soul.

Cang Feng was dressed in a bright red dress and looked at Gu Yanbo in the rain. He then transformed into an oil-paper umbrella and walked towards him.

Crowned at the corners of your lips, with endless beauty.

Gu Yanbo's illusion is his disaster.

This illusion was condensed from what he feared the most in his heart. All of this was just to forget, a test that made him eliminate the last obsession in his heart.
To be continued...