Chapter 162: Willing to be one person

"The money blossoms, just enough, don't worry too much." Long Yutian's eyes are heavy, and there is a touch of color in his tone.
This woman is so proud, proud that she does not need to rely on any man, and can speak freely in a few words.
However, Sisi is not the door to the two doors, not everyone, who is experiencing the money and the repeated martyrdom?
If he doesn't comfort Sisi, stand up and talk to her, maybe he can't think about it for a while, can really make something stupid.
Originally, I was sorry for her promise. Now she is being bullied by her own Wang Hao. Long Yutian’s heart flashed in her heart.
Even the feeling that I have neglected is guilty...but it seems to have nothing to do with love.
The blossoming lips evoke a smile like nothing, the bitterness of the eyes disappeared, nothing was said, just cold eyes watching Long Yutian bow his head to comfort Zhu Sisi.
She turned and walked to sit in front of her piano, and a pair of jade hands gently stroked the keys.
Some of the older ministers haven’t recovered from the shock of the drums. They watched the three kings’ tricks. They were so scared that they blocked their ears and some even stunned their legs. past.
Qian Duodu did not pay attention to the time when everyone looked at her, the kind of disdain, or dissatisfied eyes, slightly closed his eyes.
Ten fingers on the black and white keyboard, like a life-giving leisurely swim, with a dazzling finger rhythm, a melodious melody slowly.
At this time, Qian Duodu has already retired from the active jumping of the past. Quiet is like a flower bone that is nourished and blossomed under the spring rain. It is quiet and charming. She has low eyelashes. The afterglow sweeps away Long Yutian and Zhu Sisi, and the glitz after thousands of years. The scene, the slow opening: "I thought that love can make the future only one person, the disappearing person can't go back to the youth, forget the loved ones will be serious about the future."
Long Yu Tianben thought that Qian Duo Duo would humiliate Zhu Sisi in the form just now, but did not expect that she was so open and accompanied by tones, but it was so quiet and melodious.
He still has a glass of full-bodied wine in his hand, but he has been slow to move. His eyes have been condensed on the blossoming body for a long time. It seems that from the bottom of her eyes, she feels a touch of inexplicable desolateness, let his heart, stunned. A tight one.
"I only want one person to be separated from the heart. This simple discourse requires great courage. I have never thought of losing you but deceiving myself. Finally, you are deeply dissipated in my song."
Qian Duodu learned the song after he had known Long Yutian. Zhuo Wenjun was watching the deep-loving husband holding a small donkey. She was writing this word with her mood.
Then the money blossoming is how to make his last hope and attachment to him, and disappeared with the song.
Yes, she changed the lyrics, no longer sarcasm, blaming others, but persecuting themselves and seeing the facts.
Whether in the last world, or in this world, whether he is similar to his coincidence, or destined, missed, he no longer expects to have a day to look back.
Perhaps not every white-headed person is single-minded. Perhaps those who have been acquainted with each other, but also experienced the twists and turns of betrayal, just go on, need courage, more relief and forgiveness.
But there are some people, but they will not wait for you to go back after they have been wronged.