Love Killer:Tricky But Seductive

"Luoluo, mummy loves you." Her son is so old, so is her daughter.

"Mommy, can we not talk about it? I'm living very well now. Why should I think about something unhappy There was a little excitement in the cold. The body trembled, and Yuxi told her about Yifeng, which was not a day or two ago. She was vaccinated almost every other day.

She's bored, she's upset. When Yuxi came to Provence, she was really touched. At least she felt that her mother did not abandon her, her brother and mother still love her.

But when Yuxi mentions Yi Feng, she is always disgusted. Maybe she doesn't understand Yuxi and Lenglie's feelings for Yifeng. But this is her emotional matter, they keep reminding her and Yi Feng. It made her very tired.

Life in the world, there are always difficult things, there are also people who do not like, sometimes even if it is difficult to do, even if you do not like to contact. Life is like this. It has to be carried out anyway. Life will not be arranged according to their requirements and life will not be organized according to their wishes. They can only adapt and accept. Gradually will understand that life is their own, others are secondary, learn to treat others, learn to deal with things, slowly to adapt to life.

Some things, really can not be forced.

However, love is not a game. It's hard to do it again if you fail.

However, there is no relationship between them.

Late at night, just a kind of habitual memory

She just does not want to struggle for the past, does not want to struggle for the past, does not want to miss and worry about, but these are just do not want, I can not do.

"Luoluo, Yifeng is in Provence." Lenglie or to say the facts that make him angry. Yi Feng is really in Provence. He doesn't dare to see him, and he knows that he will not see him. What he has is just waiting slowly. Yuxi and Leng Leng are working hard for him. Seeing that the baby is about to be born, he has not been able to shake the cold shoulder a little bit.

"As long as I can't see him, everything is fine." As expected, the tone of indifference was very cold. In Provence, as long as it is not in her sight, she can accept it.

"Give him a chance, give the child a home."

"Brother, don't you even let me go? If it wasn't for easy water, would I have left the baby? No, absolutely not. "

The desolation comes from her childhood environment. Cold, even men, have a soft heart. However, the cold shoulder means that one is one and two is two. Yuxi has no choice but to be cruel.

"Brother, you can gamble with all you have. Adventure is a man's patent, and courage is a husband's spirit. Seize the opportunity to gamble with wealth, career, youth, blood and even life, worth it! How many battles can life have? But I am a woman, my life can not allow a second failure. Absolutely not. " The expression of desolation is cruel and fierce, but the beauty of sadness spreads on the face.

She didn't allow a second chance to hurt her.

Lenglie and Yuxi know that persuasion is fruitless, and it is a critical moment for her to be indifferent. Yuxi is afraid that she will have an accident when she is excited, and dare not discuss Yi Feng's affairs with her again. No matter how anxious for Yi Feng, it is futile.

Lenglie finished his meal and returned to Yishui's hospital.

If you stay alone for a long time, you will make trouble.

I can't help sighing. I feel bored in my room for so long. I look at the empty house, walk from the room to the living room, run from the living room to the upstairs, stand upstairs, look at the empty yard, and look at the garden behind the house.

She walked so far, so far, he could not tell her face at that time.

Separated for such a long time, he missed her, she had no news, he can only take it quietly and play a piece of elegant music.

As soon as you look up, you can see the shallow water, the cold light reflected in the Narcissus pot, the faint red and green of the stones in the water, and some Venus in the tea cup under the soft light. However, in a blink of an eye, in front of all this, early jump into the idea, into smoke, into mist, into a light shadow, and then look, think, say up, even if it is a memory.

That day, he went to an American funeral home alone, wearing a black coat and black sunglasses. There, the yellow candle was the candle of the dead. It was extremely colorful, but its burning time was too short. Before he could see how it burned, he looked at it again and it was already ashes.

He really miss her, but Yi Shui, where are you, where are you, why don't you come out to meet him, to make fun of his ignorant grief, to see his absurd depravity, but why is not there?

everything in front of you becomes a memory and a light shadow. In his image, cold light, faint red and green, as well as the twinkling of Venus, became the image of life. Those efforts, whoops or agitation, all turned into curly smoke. Looking back at the vast expanse of the past, he wrote, there is a white line formed by footprints, which has been leading up to now, and still needs to be led up. Walking through the city road, I can see the dust and smoke around the top of the row by row high house. Seeing here, it seems to feel the feeling of dying. It is said that only light guides them to rise at the last moment of life.In the heart such as the layer of waves beat, also can't wake me, my silly, once crazy have been dumb, miss her but can't listen.

Life a life to end love, very fatalistic sad, flowers fall in love, to whom to be fair.

After she left, his world was only lonely. Only lonely and desolate dialogue, can only let happiness and happiness in the dream lingering. The past has not been diluted by time, memories of the corridor is still colorful. Love or not, why is it like a dream? Finally, his desperation made him understand that he could deceive himself, but he could not take back his love and cut off his love. The world envied us for our tyranny and thought that evil spirits were far away from crying. Like a trapped animal that has not been cared for by God, it has not even touched the warm taste.

But they have what good, status, money, is everything, but not the most ordinary happiness.

Always pretending to laugh, wandering in the arms of strangers at midnight, sleeping alone in the street.

It runs counter to happiness, and finally uses the word "demon" to explain vaguely,

this embarrassing form of love and hate in this life. Habitually put on a disguise, firmly believe that this torture is a way of liberation.

Deep and bright eyes, with the sharp and keen eagle. The pupil is pure dark black. This kind of pure black, like a spinning black glass ball, all things are attracted after touching the glass film, and then lost in the crack between the dark and the light.

A sharp pain suddenly in the heart! The black spot, which is buried in the memory, grows and expands like every quiet night.

He thought of her, the gorgeous woman with a beautiful face and cold purple eyes.