Chapter 4996: 5.0748 Discomfort

4996 FERNANDEZ, MARY JOY
Wu Chen said to Ji Si with a smile and smiled, "Once you're done, don't move on the wooden boards, one flying amulet, and keep up."
On Thursday, Ji Si was overjoyed, and she quickly reached out to take over the flying charms thrown by Mo Lian, and quickly slammed on her body, then flew up into the air.
Originally I thought I was going to consume my divine power to fly, but now I use the flying amulet, and I know that it is a great misfortune.
In the wind and rain, when the sky of Wangchuan was drifting, everyone had a little acid in their hearts ...
This is too hard!
...
In that compartment, Qiaomu fell asleep in the middle of the night and was suddenly awakened by a nightmare. He sat up and hugged his legs with his quilt, his eyebrows raised, and he squinted involuntarily.
Inexplicably, only then would he dream of the husband calling for help at sea.
It must be some day and night, some dreams, how could the husband hold her thigh and cry so humblely?
illusion! definitely.
Facet paralysis grinned.
The goods lay down again, and turned over on the bed for a while, listening to the sound of rustling and rain coming out of the window accompanied by the whistling wind, making it hard for people to calm down.
Facet slumped up and sat up.
Can't sleep again ...
"Isn't it true that the moon was broken, isn't it bad luck at sea?" Xiao Fai said to himself, jumped out of bed and put on her shoes, and walked out.
The rain was quite heavy outside, and a faint whistle of flute, if it was not sent into the wind, was like crying and lingering.
Qiaomu went out quietly, took out an ink-painted mountain-painting umbrella from the inner boundary, and followed the sound of the flute all the way.
Stopping in the rain of Xie Lili, Qiaomu looked at the plain uniform in the pavilion, but felt that his back was bleak, and he seemed to have endless sadness.
Qiao Mu hesitated slightly, but still couldn't help but step into the pavilion.
The man suddenly turned around, and a pair of steaming peach blossom eyes fixed her eyes.
His clothes were very thin, standing in the wind, surrounded by a solitude and silence, as if there was only one person in the sky and the space.
The figure was long and thin, and a green bamboo flute was clenched tightly in his hands. When he looked at the tree, the black pupil was black and black, which made people feel tight and tight.
"Wake you up?" He smiled regretfully at her.
After three seconds of silence, the two spoke in unison, "I can't sleep."
So look at each other, smile at each other.
"Today is my mother's 100th day festival."
"The day she left, it's the same today, the rain is heavy, and it's been going all the time. It seems like ... the sky was smashed into a hole."
It's your own heart that got stuck in a hole.
Luan Yue raised her hand gently, swiping her sleeves across the round table in the pavilion, and slowly stroking her fingers on the cold desktop.
"Actually I always knew."
"She's just an ordinary person. One day, I'll go first."
"That's what life is like. From the day you were born, you will continue to experience loss, loss, loss, and loss, until there is nothing to make you lose."
"How can I be so obsessed and always think in my heart, if that day, if I arrive a little early, will I be able to save everything."
"however……"
"We have no if."
Facial paralysis stood behind him, listening silently, his little hand clenched slightly.
Who is not obsessed?
Everyone has it, it depends on how you face it.
"No one wants to be alone when there is a glimmer of hope."
(End of this chapter)