After that, she became the fifth layer of hell's fortune cat. Every day and night, he looks at the fifth floor for Gongliang Tuoba who goes out to play. Gongliang Tuoba, who has no conscience, just takes a fancy to his family man? As for her, it's free slavery.

Decades of human life have passed in such a hurry. For black cats, it's just a few days in hell.

One day, Gongliang Tuoba came back. Squatting at the door of the fifth hall, the black cat called: "Ginger languid, ginger languid, why didn't he come?"

"He's dead." Gongliang Tuoba came in. Then he sat in his seat and remained motionless.

Black cat suddenly quiet, shrunk into a group, feeling the sudden cold of the fifth hall. Secret way: has it been so many years?

……

Time goes back to the moment he left.

Old Jiang languo, sitting by the tree not far from yamen, looked at the sunset in the red sky and said, "I have been married for many years, and my lover is still my ideal type."

Although the two married at the same age, but decades later, Jiang languo finally bent. But Gongliang Tuoba was still young.

Gongliang Tuoba sat beside Jiang languo and bathed in the luxurious sunset with him. He replied, "elder brother Jiang is also my ideal type."

"No, old, always leave." At this time, Jiang Yan even talked with difficulty.

Gongliang Tuoba found his hand and held on tightly. "I'll go to see you."

Ginger languor turns eyes, old eyes no longer have the spirit of youth. He said: "the next ginger languid, I'm afraid it won't be ginger languid again."

Gongliang Tuoba's heart is cool, and it's cool through the whole body. Even colder than Jiang Yong, the dying man.

He closed his eyes and let the tears fall completely. Then he turned to Jiang languo and looked like a smile in his mouth. Gently put his head on Jiang languo's shoulder and asked, "I always have a question. I've been with you for most of my life. Why do you never wonder who I am. "

The Lord of hell is also a more frightening role. However, from his bared feet to the later loss of his waistcoat without concealing his identity, Jiang languo approached him without a trace of doubt and hesitation.

Jiang langxiao: "you don't doubt me. Why don't you be surprised at your identity and always approach your purpose."

Gongliang Tuoba: "if you love, you will love. If you doubt so much, what will you do. "

" yes... " The old voice, finally slowly stopped. It was Gongliang Tuoba who was leaning on Jiang languo's body, but he was gradually losing his breath of life and lying in his arms.

He didn't shed tears for hundreds of years, but Gongliang Tuoba didn't know that his dry eyes could be so sad. His tears were flowing.

So far.

Gongliang Tuoba looks at the evil in his hand, and then Across my neck. For the first time, he did it himself.

Jiang Lang, see? I love you so much. What's wrong with you? You're willing to let me be the only one.

"Master of the temple!" The black cat suddenly let out a long cry.

By the time Wang Wen arrived, Gongliang Tuoba was already alive. He handed over the two things in his hand to Wang Wen, saying, "look after the house."

Jiang Lang is right. After all, Jiang Lang of the next life is not the original one. So, brother Jiang, I'm here to accompany you.

The skeleton cried

Black cat stares at Gongliang Tuoba, closes her eyes, and looks at Wang Wen's tears. Her heart is also more and more sad.

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