two love (gl)

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"You made it through. There's no reason I can't do what you can do." Song Ze has always been Song Jie's imaginary target and rival, no matter what, Song Jie doesn't want to lose to her. "Hey, no, I was almost deceived by you. Didn't you also feel it when the medicine passed away later?"

This time and that time, it seems that she has had many times with her.

Song asked back: "Which time? When you took off Luo Ben?"

"...What Luo Ben, I'm wearing clothes, okay?"

"You still have the nerve to mention that time. It was rare to feel a little bit that time, but you ran away. Maybe it was because the memory of that day was too deep, and it never happened again." Strictly speaking, these words were all true, and she was indeed I have a feeling that Song Jie did run away, and later, she entered into a state of mind, and has been entangled with the flower picker in another capacity until now.

Song Jie looked at her carefully, and after a while said: "You must not have lied to me."

"What good does it do me not to get out?"

"Then what should I do?" For the first time since becoming a flower picker, Song Jie felt that it was difficult.There are historical reasons for the coldness of this situation - she doesn't admit that the reason is hers, the matter can be big or small, the most important thing is that they don't have so much time to solve the problems left over from history.If Song had been like this all the time, it wasn't that he was dead in the illusion.

Seeing that she had returned to seriousness, she seemed a little anxious, but Song saw that she was pleasing to the eye, took a sip of tea and said, "I can only trouble you to think about it."

"Why me?"

"You are a flower picker, you are good at this."

"..." Song Jie walked backwards, slumped on the floor mat, "I thought it would save me a little effort, but who knows...worry."

Telling Song Jie about the troublesome things, Song Ze looked relaxed and asked casually, "What did you run for that day?"

"Ah... I don't remember." Since talking about that day, Song Jie also had doubts, "You looked at me differently that day, didn't you? Didn't you? Hehe." She was crying when she thought of that night. Tenderness and passion//desire, and a lingering sadness, I feel happy.

If she asked if it was behind, Song Ze would probably answer truthfully, but she didn't even dare to ask anything, Song Ze didn't want to see her pretending to be frivolous with flashes of light in her eyes, turned her head and said: "I don't remember." ."

"How can you forget?"

"Have you forgotten the same thing? Maybe you ran away in fear when you saw my face."

"Your face?" Song Jie remembered that it had been a long time since he had seen the tattoo on Song Ze's face. "I didn't expect you to really mind that tattoo. To be honest, it is a bad omen to have a tattoo, but it is not to the extent that it is scary. The little nun also has a tattoo on her face, and I think it looks pretty. Your tattoo If it is born or painted by myself, I will not get tired of watching it for ten or eight years."

"You just miss the silly little nun." That nun was indeed an experience that Song Ze didn't want to think about.

Among the many Song Zeli, the little nun is the most stupid and thick-skinned.Song didn't deny that he was a bit like her when he was young, fashionable, innocent and mischievous.But the little nun's behavior and handling of things, even killing Song can't do it.If you give the little nun some more time, I'm afraid she can do something that will make her even more embarrassing.No wonder the nun has a birthmark covering a large part of her face, she has no face or skin.

"That's you too, how cute." So fond of missing the gluttonous and lustful little nun, Song Jie said again, "When I first saw you, at most I felt a little pity, after all, your majestic Sect Master Song is a fairy-like figure. Wait After you break through the mind and go to the profound world, there is always a way to make that mark disappear. I will pay more attention when I walk in the rivers and lakes."

Song Ze nodded, "A breakthrough in Chaotian Jue is enough." The flower picker was sincere when he said he would pay attention, Song Ze didn't ridicule her for forgetting herself after going out, and forgetting this matter, so she would pay attention to this .

"Then don't you need a veil to cover your face? These years, there are very few people in the world who can see your true face." Thinking that this face will be seen by everyone in the future, Song Jie feels that he has suffered a big loss .

"You can cover it or not. Covering your face is not to prevent you from seeing people, but to avoid making people feel uncomfortable. When others see it, they don't want to make a fuss, and they have to ask why and express sympathy. Maybe it's time to go back. Tell others anecdotes and spread rumors. Why bother?"

"Whoever dares to spread rumors, I will kill him."

"Stupid words. Endless rumors can't be stopped, and people can't be killed. How many can you kill?"

"One counts as one." Song Jie became angry when he thought of that situation, "Why don't you cover it up so that no one can see it. Whoever sees your face will die in your hands or marry you ,how do you feel?"

A day without a bad idea for this flower picker is not over. "I'm not crazy. If that's the case, are you going to die at my hands or marry me, huh?"

"Marry you! Speaking of which, we have worshiped heaven and earth seriously, and we still owe a cave, don't we? Picking up the sun is worse than bumping into the sun, or...hehehe." Song Jie smiled and hooked Song Ze's little finger.

"It's not as big as you." The childhood sweetheart, Song Ze thought that he would never have it in this life.Who would have thought that they would meet in an illusion.At that time, the two and a half-year-old children knew nothing about the future but looked forward to it, simple and pure.It's just a little strange to think that the flower picker lied to him to kiss her.

She glared at her.

Song Jie responded with a smile, and was about to say something, when he saw the golden hairpin on Song Ze's bun looked familiar.Without even thinking about it, she took it off, her hair long like a waterfall.

"what you do."

"This hairpin is mine." Song Jie was surprised.

Song Ze was slightly taken aback. "Are you right?"

"How can you admit it wrong. This magnolia carved flower, Ruyi style, and cirrus texture are painted by myself, and this is the only one in the world. Song Ze, do you have intentions for me, and even the hairpin has been brought into the illusion ."

"This hairpin is well-made and ingenious." Who would have thought that the hairpin that caught the eye at a glance was designed by the flower picker himself.Who would have thought that this hairpin would appear in the illusion.Song Ze was slightly embarrassed, and covered up his embarrassment by praising the hairpin.

"Unfortunately, you should have known earlier."

Song Ze gave her a white look. "I mean artisan."

"Hmph, after you go out, return the hairpin to me."

"There's no reason to take back something you give away, you're stingy. At worst, I'll give you one when I go back."

Pulling her hair and inserting a hairpin, Song Jie pretended to be generous and said: "Exchange the hairpin? Isn't that a token of love, forget it. For the sake of your good vision, I will give it to you that is."

Thinking about the fact that he would forget everything and continue to be her flower picker in the end, it was just a thought for Song Ze.If she forgets herself in the future, there will be something to remind her that a flower picker once appeared in her life and had such a wonderful experience with her.

She also felt that she was selfish and unreasonable. She clearly intended to completely forget Song Ze, but hoped that Song Ze would always remember her.

Suddenly, she was overwhelmed by a complex feeling of sadness, her face was pressed against Song Ze's back, and her hands grabbed her skirt.

She had no other choice but to forget the woman in front of her in the most thorough way.Otherwise, day after day, night after night, she always thinks about her, what should I do.Just like after she left that night, day and night she was drunk and dreamy in Wanyue Building, but she still missed her.Even the tattoo on her face became a kind of nostalgia.

Such missing made her fear.

She thought that the reason for missing it was unwillingness, and she blamed herself for leaving when she was about to get it.If she hadn't left that night and continued to have sex with Song Ze, maybe she wouldn't have such endless thoughts.

The illusion fulfilled her wish, and she and Song Ze went to Wushan together for a few times.The result has not changed.

She said that Song Ze longed for it, so she didn't.Her lips longed for her lips, her arms longed for her body, she fretted for her, she longed for her wetness.