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After that, Liang Chunjun returned to silence, no matter how softly Lin Qiao coaxed him, he was like an old monk in meditation.

One night, Lin Qiao ran back excitedly, pulled the book out of Liang Chunjun's hand, picked him up, and flew up to the roof.A few days ago, I don't know if my conscience discovered that Lin Qiao unblocked Liang Chunjun's acupuncture points, and he could move freely in the room.

The two sat down, and Liang Chunjun was shocked by the scene in front of him. He saw the moon covering the Xuanyuan in the sky, the stars falling like rain, and the light flowing between the sky and the earth, as bright as day, just like the scene in the book, the heaven and the man descended to the earth, and the gods came to the world.

Liang Chunjun was so amazed that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, but Lin Qiao's noisy voice that destroyed the atmosphere sounded in his ears.

"Chun Jun Chun Jun, what is this called, Flying Star? It's so beautiful!"

"I saw it as soon as I went out, and I will come back to you immediately. I want to watch it with you."

"Chun Jun, please talk to me, for Fei Xing's sake." "Chun Jun, Chun Jun, Chun Jun..."

Liang Chunjun was very annoyed, and just about to raise his hand to cover his ears, Lin Qiao leaned over and took half of his shoulder.Is this the same person as Lin Qiao who said that day, "Better teach me to blame the world than to teach the world to blame me?" Liang Chunjun secretly sighed.

"Ah Choo!" A sneeze interrupted Lin Qiao's twittering, he sniffed, and leaned closer to Liang Chunjun's body, until he was close to his chest.Liang Chunjun suddenly realized that it was already winter.He moved close to Lin Qiao's hand, but in the end he didn't catch him.

Lin Qiao died down for a while, then started talking again, with a nasal sound in her voice, looking pitiful: "Chun Jun, I really like you...I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"Then I will tell you not to kill anyone again, can you do it?"

Lin Qiao obviously didn't expect Liang Chunjun to answer him, and looked up at him in surprise, until he understood the meaning of the words, the smile froze on his face again.

He buried himself back in Liang Chunjun's arms again, hesitantly, obviously hesitating, and after a long time he muffled, "I, we are in the rivers and lakes, how can it be possible...not to kill people, and neither can you... Isn't it?"

Liang Chunjun knew this would be the result, so he was not disappointed.Seeing that Liang Chunjun was silent, Lin Qiao became anxious, struggled to get up, and said, "I can do other things for you, as long as you don't ignore me, even, even if I give you a child, I am willing!"

Liang Chunjun just took him for a laugh, sneered, and lay down on his own, admiring the rare meteor shower.

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Maybe it was because of the wind and cold that night, or something else, Lin Qiao began to have doctors coming in and out frequently, and took three decoctions a day, but it took a full month to stop the medicine.Liang Chunjun didn't quite know that Lin Qiao seemed to be avoiding him, and only came back to the house at night.

Lin Qiao came back earlier tonight, and Liang Chunjun didn't lift a page of the book. He can't do anything now and can only pass the time by reading, so when Lin Qiao saw him, he would most likely hold a book, Tired of reading those story books, he asked someone to help him move the books from the guest room where he lived.

Somewhat unusually, Lin Qiao didn't lie down obediently at the place where he was punched as before, but threw his book and covered Liang Chunjun with his whole body.

Liang Chunjun glanced at him in disapproval, he smiled and kissed Liang Chunjun's chin, then put his thin lips in his mouth, and unilaterally carried out a lingering kiss.

Liang Chunjun was a little surprised, this was Lin Qiao's signal of courtship before they broke up.Lin Qiaoan kept her self-consciousness for more than a month, and finally she couldn't help but reveal her true colors?

Liang Chunjun was not in the mood to be happy with him, so he raised his arm to push him down, but Lin Qiao grabbed his wrist and tied his belt into a tight knot.Lin Qiao made him immobile, then took off the clothes of the two of them, stretched his back, and sat down between Liang Chunjun's crotch.

One night of absurdity.

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After that day, Lin Qiao became obsessed with something, not to mention playing songs every night, and would spend eight out of ten days wanting to make love to him.Regardless of whether Liang Chunjun admits it or not, the relationship between the two has eased a bit.

Lin Qiao would often hug Liang Chunjun from behind when he was practicing calligraphy, asking him to take him to write, or lead him for a walk in the garden, mountains and forests, and sometimes he would bitterly talk to Liang Chunjun about the mess in the gang, Wrapped around his neck and yelled "I don't want to do it anymore".Liang Chunjun was a little helpless, but he couldn't stand Lin Qiao's shameless kung fu.

One day in January, Liang Chunjun was lying under the blanket and embraced Lin Qiao, who was shivering and squeezing him to keep warm, and suddenly remembered that the two of them hadn't had sex for a week. Lin Qiao seemed to be in heat. Cat, lazy and lethargic.

Liang Chunjun chuckled, amused by his own analogy, which cat's estrus period is in winter.Lin Qiao heard it, and asked him in a daze what he was laughing at, and Liang Chunjun told the truth.

Lin Qiao tightened his grip on the quilt, his eyes fluttered, and he pretended to be calm and explained: "I am about to make a breakthrough in martial arts, and I want to quit meat and sex... If you want, I will help you with my hands?"

Liang Chunjun was a little skeptical, but let him go, patted his back, and said in a low voice, "No, go to sleep."

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It was Qingming in a blink of an eye, Liang Chunjun was practicing sword in the courtyard, Lin Qiao walked in happily, he was a little afraid of the cold, and he was still wearing a big cloak in spring.After Liang Chunjun finished dancing with one move, he trotted forward to hold his hand, and said excitedly: "There are few things today, let's go out for an outing!" Liang Chunjun drew back his sword and said hello.

There was no need to tidy up, Lin Qiao dragged Liang Chunjun down the mountain.The mountains are rich in water vapor, and the dew wets the petals, making the peaches and plums more charming. The wild flowers on the roadside are not willing to be lonely, competing for splendor. It is a scene of wild fragrance and fragrance, beautiful trees and lush shade.

The spring breeze is coming, the songbirds and partridges in the deep mountains are singing together, the hares are flashing in the forest, and the shrubs are trembling.Hearing the murmur of water, and seeing streams meandering by from time to time.Everywhere is full of vitality and spring.

When Lin Qiao saw a scene, he wanted to show off the poems he had just learned. When he encountered a situation that he couldn't think of after racking his brains, he pushed Liang Chunjun to go forward quickly.Liang Chunjun didn't want to expose him, but just laughed in his heart.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, the winding path turns, and the eyes suddenly open up.Here, the slope becomes gentler, and the three streams converge to form a large lake as clear as a mirror.The willows on the shore of the lake are lingering, and the willow flowers are flying, falling on the hair of the person, as if turning white in an instant.

Lin Qiao was a little pleasantly surprised. She hooked Liang Chunjun's hand and watched slowly in front of her. She walked slowly, then suddenly turned her head and said with bright eyes: "Yanghua Yupo has no talent for thinking, but only solves the sky and makes snowfly."

Liang Chunjun patted his head and helped him remove the catkins. With deep eyes, he replied: "Yanghua is flying in the sky all day long, but it is difficult to stay for a long time. Yanghua has never been a good image in ancient and modern poetry. "

Lin Qiao didn't care at all: "You literati are sour! Everything in the world has a spirit, and all living beings are equal. Why should they be divided into first, second and third classes, whether it is good or bad." Liang Chunjun couldn't compete with him, so he had to give up.

After walking for a while, I saw a tombstone standing in front of me.Liang Chunjun wanted to make a detour, but Lin Qiao pulled him forward and bowed three times, and said in his mouth: "I'm Lin Qiao, I came here on an outing, and I didn't intend to disturb you, senior. Forgive me. Seniors have deep blessings and riches. sleep well."

Liang Chunjun was a little confused, and after leaving the cemetery, he asked Lin Qiao, "Do you know the owner of the tombstone?"

"I don't recognize it." Lin Qiao walked with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and at ease, "Look at the tombstone is severely worn, and the surrounding weeds are overgrown, not to mention that today is Qingming, but it is so deserted, I am afraid that no one has paid homage for a long time. The deceased is dead , is also pitiful. Let me chat with him, lest he is too lonely to come out and do bad things."

Liang Chunjun was speechless for a while, he didn't know what he thought of, and asked softly: "Then have you ever regretted killing... so many people?"

The topic changed too quickly, Lin Qiao froze for a moment, then poked his neck and said, "No regrets, there is nothing to regret." The voice was as thin as a mosquito, as if speaking to herself.

How dare he regret it?His godfather never taught him what is good and what is evil, but murder and arson taught him everything.When he grew up, he also thought about it, but he couldn't resist the hostility that had long been buried in his blood and the arrogance of doing whatever it takes to achieve his goal, and killing the grass and roots if he didn't agree.

No matter how harsh others scolded him, he just ignored it, but Liang Chunjun also hated him for killing innocent people indiscriminately, so he couldn't help but feel terrified if he wanted to break with him.For a while he tried to reflect, but every night he was awakened by the nightmare. Since then, he refused to recall it, for he was afraid that he would never have the face to stand beside Liang Chunjun again.

How did Liang Chunjun know this? He clenched his fists so hard that his nails were going to dig into his flesh, his eyes were red, and he glared at Lin Qiao who dared not look directly at his side face.He was about to raise his hand, but he held back and strode away with his sleeves thrown.

Lin Qiao grabbed the corner of his clothes in a panic, and begged: "Don't leave me, I have... If I can conceive your flesh and blood, can you not leave me?"

Liang Chunjun's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't hear Lin Qiao's nonsense. He brushed Lin Qiao's hand away and said sharply, "Evil seed! Even if you can give birth to me, you will never want this evil seed!" leave.

Lin Qiao stood blankly in the snowflakes flying all over the sky, watching her lover's back and shedding two lines of tears.

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