string sound dream lovesickness

The man I love has long fingers with well-defined joints.His fingertips are soft and warm, his palms are slender and thick, and his palms are thin and hot.He likes to touch my eyebrows, he likes to trace my hairline, he likes me.

——Mo Qingxian

"Master Meng, Master Meng, are you still awake?"

Meng Yuannian was awakened by a sudden sound, Mo Qingxian was still lying in his arms and fell asleep, his face was covered in shadows and he couldn't see clearly.

"Wake up."

"Master Meng, there is something to eat here, you should fill it up first."

"Where are we now?"

"On this road, five people took turns to drive overnight. They have been driving for five days. They discussed and planned to take a half-day rest in Wuchang."

"Wuchang?"

"The road conditions on this road are not good. It is at the last moment, and the inspection is strict. Otherwise, it will not stop here." The man pushed the things to Meng Yuannian as he spoke, "I put all the things there, young master Meng. be careful."

"what would you do?"

"I will wait for you in Shanghai." The man spoke with a choked voice, "I will wait for you there, no matter how long it takes, you must come back alive."

"Thank you." Meng Yuannian clenched the paper in his hand, and looked at the person in front of him firmly, "You hurry up, and you hurry up when you arrive in Wuchang. My father's hard work cannot be ruined."

The man wiped his face with his hand, the scar at the corner of his right eye still looked hideous in the dim light, but it was warm.He watched reluctantly as Meng Yuannian finally pulled down the canvas cruelly and strode away.Hearing the footsteps outside and the opening and closing of the car door, Meng Yuannian's hands trembled a little, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.

There were some biscuits and steamed buns in the paper bag, as well as a few small paper money. Meng Yuannian carefully rolled them up and hid them next to his body.He only took the steamed buns and ate them with plain water, and left the biscuits to Mo Qingxian. Mo Qingxian's mouth was too tricky to eat the steamed buns, and he had survived by drinking water for the past few days.Thinking about it, he must be very hungry, Meng Yuannian thought of this and gently shook Mo Qingxian's shoulder.

"Qingxian, Mo Qingxian, wake up."

"What, what's wrong." Mo Qingxian opened his eyes in a daze, "A Yuan, what did you ask me to do, I just dreamed about roasted chicken legs."

Meng Yuannian reached out and rubbed Mo Qingxian's head, making his messy hair even more messy.There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered in Mo Qingxian's ear, "I left you biscuits, eat them quickly, we are going to escape tonight."

Mo Qingxian stared at Meng Yuannian with wide eyes. The news came so suddenly that he was at a loss for a while.Meng Yuannian handed him the biscuit: "Eat it quickly, don't talk. Tonight, success or success."

Meng Yuannian who said this made Mo Qingxian feel a deep admiration from the bottom of his heart. He felt that Meng Yuannian was like his hero, with a huge and majestic figure.

"Yeah." The biscuits are the cheapest ones nowadays, and they are rough and hard to swallow in the mouth, but they are much better than the hard, cracked steamed buns.Mo Qingxian poked his neck like a little hamster, pecking at the biscuits, taking a few bites to drink water, and then took a few bites before drinking water.Meng Yuannian quietly leaned on the wooden box and looked at Mo Qingxian, with a thin skin and tender face, white and smooth fingers, he really looked like a girl, she was quiet and delicate, and looked so weak.

"Who do you think looks like a girl?" Mo Qingxian raised his head and poked his neck and asked him, he spoke too hastily and a biscuit stuck in his throat, choking him and rolling his eyes.

Meng Yuannian hurried forward to pat him on the back, picked up the water bottle and poured Mo Qingxian a big mouthful of water: "Slow down, slow down, do you want to choke to death?"

"You, you..." Mo Qingxian swallowed his breath, grabbed Meng Yuannian by the collar and threw him on the wooden box beside him, "Say, Meng Yuannian is a girl, hurry up."

"Childish!" Meng Yuannian let him press, even though he could knock Mo Qingxian to the ground with one hand, he still let it go, "I just thought about it for a while, why are you so anxious."

"Forget it if you think about it, why do you still say it." Mo Qingxian suppressed his reluctance. He looked at Meng Yuannian's face carefully, and said with a narrow smile on his face: "A Yuan , you don't know that you look so good-looking, like..."

"like what?"

"Like... the beauties in Gone with the Wind." Mo Qingxian thought for a while before choking out the words, then hurriedly added: "I've read that book, and the beauties in it all It's beautiful. Beautiful..."

"Hehe." Meng Yuannian pushed him away and sat up, laughing, "I also said that I am a scholar, so I am stupid."

"Don't look down on people. Have you ever read "Luo Shen Fu"? There is a paragraph that can describe you very well." Mo Qingxian sat down next to Meng Yuannian, with his arms around his legs and his head turned to look Meng Yuannian read slowly and softly:

"Its shape is as light as a frightened bird, as graceful as a wandering dragon, as glorious as autumn chrysanthemums, and as lush as spring pines. It is as if the moon is closed like light clouds, and the snow flutters like the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun. Ascension to the morning glow. Observing it by force, it glows like a flower with green waves. The slenderness is harmonious, shortened and fit. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as plain as expected. The neck is stretched and the neck is beautiful, the quality is exposed, the fragrance is not added, and the lead is beautiful .Elevated clouds in a bun, eyebrows trimmed and beautiful, red lips are bright outside, white teeth are fresh inside. Bright eyes are good at gazing, dimples are supporting power, the appearance is gorgeous, the appearance is quiet and the body is leisurely. Tender and charming, charming in language. The image should be pictured. The splendor of the draped clothes, the splendor of the Eryao and the green.......The fragrance of the faint orchids is sweet, walking around the corner of the mountain. So suddenly I followed the body, jogging and playing. Left Leaning on Caiyan, Yin Gui Banner on the right. Get rid of the bright wrists in the Marsh, and collect the Xuanzhi of Turmoil."

Meng Yuannian looked at him, his eyes were smiling, he thought: his voice is as lingering as jade, as noisy as torrential rain, as if whispering, noisy and chaotic, like pearls and jade blooming.The lips are dyed like the breeze blowing on the face, and the lips are flying like the streamer of February.Listening to it from a distance, it is as firm as green bamboo and forest smoke.Listening to it closely, it is as expensive as peonies enjoying each other.

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