Adore Trick of Beauty

The cold and remote Yongxiang is a place where even spring is unwilling to probe.

The first festival is over. The snow gradually melted, but in the sight of Yongxiang, there was a grayish color everywhere, and the people here gradually lost the color and youth of Jiaohua, and were taken away by the increasingly heavy labor. Essence of energy. Everyone is like a puppet, day after day, doing the work that will never see the end, his eyes gradually stagnate like dead fish, no more waves.

Nie Wushuang only felt that there was no fundamental difference in whether he was a walking dead or alive or dead.

Is this the punishment he gave her? Or the punishment given by God?

She just hoped that one day, she could die in such a groggy state when she washes her clothes, without having to think about it or remember it again. How good ...

But in the early morning on a cold day in early spring, her wish was broken.

She washed a tub of clothes, took a deep breath, and lifted the tub vigorously, but her blank eyes suddenly fell apart when she saw the bright yellow shadow of the courtyard door.

My heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by a cold hand, and could no longer beat.

She loosened her hands, and the freshly washed clothes fell to the ground with the tub, contaminating the soil.

There was a sound of wind in my ears, and Hulah blew past him, so cold. He was standing by the gate of the run-down courtyard, his eyebrows were as clear as ink paintings, and he was as handsome as ever. There were no wind or waves in Deep's eyes, and he seemed to have stood there for a long time.

My heart finally fluttered. Nie Wushuang squatted down, slowly picked up the dirty clothes, slammed the well water, chopped up the messy hair, and rolled up the sleeves to start washing. Getting up early with an empty stomach, an empty heart, and an empty mind has made her unable to think any more, and he does not want to think why he suddenly appeared in this ominous and dirty Yongxiang.

The sound of water splashing, washing away the dirt from her clothes, but not the endless fear and fear in her heart, why did he come, why did he come ...

She washed for a long time, until the pair of dragon boots embroidered with the dragon pattern appeared on the ground in front of her, she stopped her hand.

The clear well water in the water basin appeared to herself, messy clothes, slightly swollen face, and Mu Ran's eyes no longer had the slightest shadow in the city.

She lowered her head and stared at her reflection in the water. No tears fell, but the heart slowly dripped blood.

"Is he ... dead?" She asked, her hoarse and hard voice startling herself.

For a long time, Xiao Fengxuan's light voice came up from his head: "Still in the prison. The trial of the three divisions, the conviction is not so fast."

Nie Wushuang suddenly laughed lowly, and the laughter seemed like a ghost crying and sighing suddenly.

She frowned, started washing her clothes again, and never looked at him any closer.

Xiao Fengxi watched her thin arms lose her original smoothness and smoothness, and her slap face was thin and thin, and only those faint beautiful eyes were as cold as ever, with the soul Spread out of pride. Is this Nie Wushuang? Looks like it, but she feels that she has been so alienated that she can't reach half a point, and she can no longer see the slightest shadow of the original laughter. The loving affection once lingering, all the illusions she gave him, all the gorgeous coats were stripped off in this pressing reality, so naked in front of him.

Nie Wushuang wrung his clothes and lifted the tub at one time and walked to the rope not far away.

She passed by without stopping for a moment. In her arrogant eyes, Xiao Fengdi saw the expression that made him tremble. Suddenly, he grabbed her hand.

Nie Wushuang turned his head and looked at Xiao Fengyu in front of him. The sun had risen, and his dazzling dragon robe was blinding. He always does this, high above him, like a **** admired by all people.

"Is there anything for the Emperor to find Wushuang?" Nie Wushuang asked motionlessly.

"Do you want to die?" Xiao Fengxi asked every word, Qing Jun's calm face was already iron-blue.

Nie Wushuang laughed: "Death? In Yongxiang, death is also impossible."

She looked coldly at Xiao Fengzhen in front of her: "The Emperor is assured that Wushuang will not commit suicide."

To live, to live in the humblest way. Living in this tomb of the living dead, the death was a luxury she could never expect. From the moment Xiao Fengqing grabbed her hand, she knew that he and her life and death were not under her control.

Xiao Fengxuan let go of his hand and slowly asked, "Don't you care about our children?"

Nie Wushuang looked at him for a long time, and uttered a sentence: "He is your child, not mine anymore."

The hand clasping her wrists flinched, hurt, and cut through the bone marrow. She didn't say a word, and looked at him. Silent stubbornness is more difficult to break than millions of city gates. Xiao Fengdi couldn't see the fragility in her eyes, let alone the slightest request for compromise.

This is Nie Wushuang, this is the Nie Wushuang he loves and hates!

This is betraying him and deceiving him! When it comes to obsessing with stupid promises, it is necessary to follow Nie Wushuang, who is arrogant and ignorant of Xiao Fengqing, sinking into hell!

Thousands of words stuck in his heart. He looked at Nie Wushuang in front of him, trying to crush her hundreds of times, but he didn't know where to start.

Nie Wushuang slowly broke away from his hand and turned to leave. The sky was getting more and more prosperous, and her thin figure seemed to return in the wind. There was a spring breeze blowing across the corner of Xiao Fengyi's robe, but he could no longer feel the warmth of spring.

Nie Wushuang finished his clothes and looked back, but his shadow was gone. Everything just seemed like an illusion. She rubbed her hands and continued to dry clothes dryly. The sky was so bright that she saw blood-red light in her eyes.

Finally, the clothes in her hands slipped and dimly struck, and she finally fell to the ground ...

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Bing is saying that the ending will start today and tomorrow, not an open ending! It will definitely end! I'm dizzy! ...

Spit blood for monthly tickets, is there any wood? Wushuang is stunned, and I'm about to stun ...