Chapter 360: Warm treasure, I hurt 10

Drizzle, as if falling on the apex of the heart, ticking.
The number of warmth is still looking at the man who left, and his eyes are blurred by tears. Only his figure in the visible line is clear, just in his eyes.
He is leaving her.
She is watching him leave.
It seems to have returned to four years ago, and stood here four years ago, watching his departure.
The difference is that this time I am very upset.
What is sad is not his departure. What is sad is that they have a lot of words to talk about.
I watched each other separate.
Until his figure disappeared from the line of sight, he could no longer see it.
The number of warmth had to be lowered, and the emotion that could not be calmed down. While swallowing, he leaned over and smashed the paper umbrella.
She turned back to the city.
The body is still covered with his robes, warm, collar hair softly against the neck, was drenched by drizzle, some cold and cool touch, but she subconsciously tightened the robe, a touch of cold breath It was his stay.
For a moment, the number of warmth clutched the paper umbrella, squatting on the street, the bustling people on the street came and went, but she felt so lonely, as if a homeless person was here, pitifully die It is.
......
If you didn't wander outside the window of the carriage, looking at the thousands of inks that came back to the horse, you couldn't help but ask: "Thousands of ink, why are you going?"
晟 Thousands of inks are only faint, she glanced at her: "Let's ask about adults."
After that, he rode the horse and walked to the front.
If he is not in front of him, he shouted: "I am old enough to marry!"
Beier smiled and said: "Hurry up to find a husband to marry you."
When I mentioned this, if I couldn’t help but open the curtain and patted the shoulders of Wen’s clothes, and I couldn’t move the clothes, she was cheeky and sat next to him, then looked at the north of the front. Seoul said: "I don't need you to look for it. If Qianmoge doesn't deny me, I will marry Qianmoge later!"
Wen Youyi did not breathe a good reminder: "My brother is a wife and children, you still have to do less daydreaming."
If I didn't scream from the nose with some anger, "That's just an excuse for Qianmo to reject others. I have never seen him have any wife!"
The voice just fell, and there was a rush of sound from the front, and it was light, like this drizzle: "I only went to see her."
"Who?"
Wen Youyi said to the side: "Nature is my fault."
If you didn't take a deep breath, some of them angrily smashed the wooden board sitting underneath, and went back to the carriage and smashed it. "There is a wife who is amazing, I am not rare for you!"
Wen Youyi had no choice but to laugh a little and keep up with them.
"I know that you have a very close relationship with the little girl of the firm!" Beier said with a cold smile. "To be honest, is it that you were a little girl who was abducted in the past, or how people will follow you so much." Man..."
Thousands of inks nodded, and the deep eyes seemed to pass a very light and gentle, hooked the lower lip corner. "She was turned back by me."
The moment that Beier looked at him, he was slightly stunned.
It’s not because of what Thousands of Ink said, but these years have been used to seeing the savage in the training field, and the murderous on the battlefield.