Chapter 17: past

Shangxie ... is a beautiful Yuefu poem. Yue Ge has always regarded it as his favorite love poem since he first saw it.
So recite.
A gentle and cold voice chanted in unison, but it was an unexpected fit, and there was an indescribable timeless silence.
"I want to know each other with the monarch and live forever ..."
Yue Ge's acting skills exploded, and a pair of amber autumn eyes stared at Zhu Yu, as if soaked by the moonlight, and it was just right to bring a little attachment and little coyness from her daughter's family.
At this moment, her heart automatically plays the beautiful and moving g, perfectly interpreting the love depicted in the non-mathematic film and television works.
Zhu Yu frowned without trace.
"... There is no mountain in the mountains, the river is exhausted. Winter thunder shakes ..."
Yue Ge's eyes are flowing, and he is always affectionate.
Zhu Yu ... Zhu Yu remained expressionless.
"... Xia Yuxue. Heaven and earth are together, but they dare to be king."
At the end of the recitation of love poems, Yuege is still immersed in the sense of accomplishment of acting outbreak-at this moment, she feels that she can walk the red carpet, sign the name, take the Oscar and read the award speech!
I wish Yu Yuzhu stopped: "You ..."
Yue Ge: "Huh?"
"……nothing."
At the next moment, Zhu Yu drew his sword.
Shed out the sheath month by month, the cold light flashed, and she left towards Yuege.
Yue Ge hasn't adjusted his emotions back yet. When he saw this scene, his expression was awe-inspiring and said: "Is this your love? Oh, I know that you still miss her!"
With that said, turning the spirit of the Golden Spirit into a sword, it was in front of him. "I won't let go--want to leave me to find her? You should kill me first!"
With this remark, Yue Ge felt that he was too forgetful.
When I saw Yu Yu looked the same-of course, when she basically did not look different-Yue Ge was relieved, holding the gold blade to fight seriously.
For a time, the sound of war between soldiers and blades continued to be heard.
Who knows Zhu Yu fought for a while, and said blankly: "You believe me, I have no heart."
The tone was very perfunctory, but she was surprised by Yue Ge's behavior in coordination with her playful behavior.
She hadn't had time to say anything, and suddenly realized that the surrounding space was twisting like a wave of water.
At the next moment, the space changes.
The gangster soul who loves housekeeping can be considered ...

When Yue Ge opened his eyes again, he was facing an enlarged black-and-white photo and the lifeless word "Dian".
Yue Ge stunned, moved, and found himself kneeling.
"Oh, the old man went too suddenly ..."
"No, leave these two children ... alas."
"Don't talk nonsense, aren't their parents still there? It's been a good time-just come back to your parents."
"You don't know, the couple is married, they are so beautiful, they play more outside ..."
"Mainly money! Two children, one at a time, just split."
Yue Ge listened calmly, she had already recalled when this was happening.
At this time, Yue Ge and Yue Wu just turned ten years old.
Two days after their tenth birthday, Grandpa Yue passed away and died at the age of eighty-two.
The sound in the ear continued.
"Looking at the little girl in the Yue family, unconscientious, the grandfather who took care of her is gone, and she is stubborn, even without tears.
"It's really a chill for the Yue father ..."
Yue Ge touched the corners of his eyes, and indeed did not feel wet at all.
She was ten years old when she crossed into the fantasy world. After a lapse of many years, it was unclear whether there were any tears.
I just remember the chaos of my heart, my chest hurts, I ca n’t cry but I ca n’t cry, and my eyes are sore.
The fluttering white streamers in the hall, and the twin brothers holding tightly ... all float in memory and have not faded.
Yue Ge was in a trance.
Yes, she is now at Grandpa's funeral.
Yue Wu knelt beside her and pulled her cuff.
"Don't care what those people said." 10-year-old Yue Wu whispered. "They just like to chew their tongues ..."
Yue Ge turned his head to look at him, his eyes were flushed, but he pretended to be calm and pursed his lips tightly.
"Ignore them." Yue Wu repeated. "Don't be too uncomfortable, Grandpa will worry."
"I know ..." Yue Ge answered with a dry voice.
She took hold of her brother in turn.
There was no end to cold talk.
Yue Ge continued to kneel, lowering his head slightly, clarifying his thoughts.
She should now be in an illusion-that the big guy's soul is good at using illusion.
The illusion test ... is indeed the most popular type of setting for the illusion of the fantasy world. No matter what kind of state, whether it is a rookie who has just entered the sidewalk or a deep-grown gangster, it is not easy to deal with such tests.
The illusion asks, even if it is used as the final test of a fantasy novel.
Therefore, as early as a year ago, Yue Ge seriously considered this issue. What should I do in the face of fantasy?
Yue Ge knew that she was not that kind of particularly determined person. So, she dug from her memory over and over the scenes that might be extracted as illusory material, she asked herself ...
Do you regret the original piece by piece?
If you do it again, what will you do?
Why?
After doing so, how will it develop?
Yue Ge searched for ways to solve the illusion in the Book Collection Pavilion, and was not satisfied until all were thoroughly understood.
She has always been well prepared.
After kneeling for a long time, the visitors gradually dispersed.
The twin brothers and sisters knelt quietly, Yue Ge also heard Yue Wu quietly sucking his nose.
"Okay, get up," a female voice said impatiently behind her. "Don't kneel, go back to your room to pack things, and ask Aunt Chen to help some."
The brother and sister were motionless.
The female voice was deeper: "Did you not hear what I said? This is when the old man enters the soil, it's over. We have to leave at night-go back and pack up!"
"I won't go." Yue Ge took a deep breath, turned her head, and faced her mother Yin Ying. "Neither Yuewu nor I will leave."
The woman in professional attire said impatiently: "What do you think, don't cause trouble to adults." "Yuewu doesn't go with us, he follows your dad."
"I don't leave, Yuewu and I, we will stay here, nowhere." Yue Ge stubbornly.
Her brother also said, "We won't leave! This is our home--"
"What kind of home are you here!" Yin Ying sneered. "Grandpa Yue left, there was a will before he left, and it was more than I expected ... What's the use of staying here?"
"Hurry up and stay here, it's not too bad ..."
... indeed what her mother would say.
Yue Ge refused in silence, and his brother clutched her tightly.
On the other side, another tall man came, followed by a pretty girl.
"Xiaowu, are you ready?" Yue Jinshen looked at his watch. "Yin Ying, you are too slow."
Yin Ying coldly said: "I don't mind you appearing in front of me with these women, but anyway it is your father's funeral, convergence."
"Yes, yes, the strong woman said everything." Yue Jinshen waved, the girl smiled and walked away.
There were some unscattered guests who witnessed this scene and whispered, but the two didn't seem to feel it and didn't care.
On the wall of the hall, the old man in black and white photos smiled slightly. The frozen cold eyes are like looking at this ridiculous everything.
But Yue Jinshen and Yin Ying did not look at him at all.
... what absurd and extremely realistic.