The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

Thunder rumbled outside, and then a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the coquettish white light flashed in through the window, crazily wreaking havoc on people's perspectives. ┗26nbsp;23┛ Immediately afterwards, it began to rain cats and dogs.

Gu Yao turned on the headlights, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, searched and searched, and finally found the broken lens in the utility room.She carefully put the lenses together.

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Suddenly, accidentally, the sharp lens cut her finger, and bright red blood flowed out and dripped on the lens, like a bright red rose blooming.

She stuck it up with Band-Aids randomly, and then continued to put it together. After more than half an hour, she finally put together a prototype, but there was a piece missing in the middle. She went to the utility room to search again, but couldn't find it anywhere. , Then she ran to the trash can to look through it again, only to find that the trash inside had been removed long ago.

God, is God going to kill her?

She was not reconciled, she turned the trash can upside down and knocked hard, but not even a single hair fell out.

She stared blankly at the heavy rain, and the splashed mist wet her clothes, fell on her face, mixed with tears, and flowed all over her face.

After a long time, she sat on the ground decadently, hugging her knees, and huddled together tiredly. There was a rumbling thunder, as if to split the sky in half, and the rain became heavier.

After crying for a long time, her teary eyes were blurred, suddenly a strong light flashed in the sky, lightning flashed, and a cold light suddenly reflected on the ground, Gu Yao suddenly saw hope in her eyes, she hurriedly crawled over, and at the corner under the table, finally The last lens was found.

Gu Yao quickly ran upstairs as if she had found a treasure.

When she carefully pasted the last piece of lens, the mirror became a whole again. She folded her hands and prayed for a miracle to happen again.

Suddenly there was a thunder, the headlight flickered a few times, and then it went dark. Just when Gu Yao was about to swear, there was another flash of light, and a person came out of the mirror.

Gu Yao was so frightened that she almost fainted. Fortunately, she had experienced a lot during this time and had seen too many strange things. Now even if King Yama appeared in front of her, she would not be surprised.

"Gu Yao, we meet again."

"You...why is it you?" Gu Yao's eyes widened. The person who came out of the mirror was none other than the old man who gave the spirit mirror.

"Gu Yao, what did you call me out for? Do you know that my old man is sleeping soundly, and do you know that it's rude to wake people up in the middle of the night?"

"Old man, old god, can you help me go back to Dafeng Dynasty, I beg you."

"Yes, yes, but..." the white-headed old man hesitated to speak.

Gu Yao quickly asked: "But what?"

"But if you go, you will never come back. You have to think carefully."

Gu Yao was stunned. She really hadn't thought about this question. If she went to ancient times, she would never be able to come back again. Would she really want to?

She has always hated the boring life in ancient times and those boring people, but now, she misses the life there and the people there a little.

Just because there is her favorite person there, she will never be able to find such a man again in her whole life.Although she, Gu Yao, is not a good person, but she is dedicated, and if she recognizes that man, she will love him for the rest of her life.

Finally, she stopped hesitating, gritted her teeth and said, "I've already thought about it clearly, please send me back, old god."

"Never regret it?"

"Never regret!"

The white-headed old man suddenly disappeared, and the lights turned on again. Gu Yao only saw a piece of light, and then was sucked in by that piece of light...

One one one one one one one one one one

She left, leaving without nostalgia, but took everything from him.She can come and go lightly, but he loves her so heavily, and is always willing to bear this heavy love.

In the middle of the night, the surroundings are silent, and everything is asleep together. At this time, people often enjoy the joy of silence, but for Cui Moyao, this taste of silence is really uncomfortable.

These days, no one dared to say a word in front of him, even Han Gao and Yun'er. Maybe they were afraid of him and didn't want to disturb him, but why didn't they speak?He just wants someone to talk to him now.But who can he talk to, who can he confide in his thoughts?

The night wind blows the window paper, as if crying.

He sat alone under the lonely lamp, waiting for his lover, although he knew very well that the person he was waiting for would never come back.

He looked at the light, quietly, with his eyes closed all the time, and he remembered that bright flowery face, walking towards him with a smile in the dark... I hope I will not wake up after being drunk.

But she never came back, God didn't take care of her, maybe God fell asleep.

He was sitting outside the door, where she had been sitting, with exactly the same posture, staring at the stars in the sky in a daze, and suddenly remembered a song called "Star", which she had sung.

When you see the stars in the sky, will you think of me, will you remember my face that smiled more for you than the stars, when you remember the past, what will happen to you, will you sigh slightly sadly , miss me in your heart, shining, I am like the galaxy star, let you love silently, let the soft light, relieve your pain, when you see the bright star, please think, think of me, when you Seeing the brilliant stars, please remember me in your heart...

Whenever she sang this song, she would talk about a person with flying eyebrows. She commented: that is a great and excellent artist, and a perfect man.

These words showed that she loved that man deeply, but it was love of worship, not love, so he was never jealous.

In the middle of the night, he stacked a large pile of rouge he had bought in the drawer, tidied his clothes and quilts, and suddenly threw the pillow to the ground, sat on the ground dejectedly, and stroked the soft pillow casually.

Everything he thought he could do was waiting for that person to come back.

He opened the door and looked outside, but there was still no one around, so he leaned against the door in disappointment and closed his eyes tightly.

He went through her locker, looking carefully at everything she had used, and suddenly he found something new, something he hadn't noticed before. There was a charcoal sketch at the bottom of the box, in a By the lake, two people stood side by side.

The night wind blows against the window, like a poignant melody, the happiness of the past has passed with the years.

The closed door was just like his closed heart. He hugged the quilt she had used, buried his head deeply in it, cried bitterly, and fell down on the sofa, his thin shoulders kept shaking...

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