Double Bracelets

The ancient romance was lacking.In fact, if Zhang Sheng knew martial arts, many things would become easier.Although according to that, he will become an apprentice who goes over the wall for a tryst, and over the wall is not done by a gentleman, but it will add a lot of romance to the whole story.The more taboo it seems, the more beautiful it is, the more attractive it is to some people.For example, Wang Chanyue, she knows that it is not a good thing for a concubine to ride the red dust to laugh. Although it cannot be a reason why Tang Minghuang caused the Anshi Rebellion, it will cause future generations to compare, but!but!but!If she were Concubine Yang, she would definitely be happy to receive such a gift.

Anyway, she thinks that Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei are the rare true love in ancient and modern times.Some people only want to make ends meet in their hearts, so they see everything as a matter of life.

She was lying on the bed in her pajamas. The taste of this landlord is really strange. The master bedroom has no hesitation in using a traditional Chinese-style bed. In the house, I don't know which style of dream I should have, East or West.As far as she was concerned, she had to dream.

Since June, Fu Yiheng has always come to her one or two days a week.Enter over the wall and meet in the middle of the night.

That day when Fu Yiheng said to her, "I'll go back and find you," she believed it, but she just thought of such a quick and direct way.When she came back to the house at night, someone was sitting by the bed. Just as she was about to scream, the man laughed.That deep and charming voice was nothing like the person who hugged her in the hospital the day before and lamented that she was fine.

When Fu Yiheng came, he would quietly lead her to dance in the house. Both of them walked lightly, so neither the people downstairs nor the people in the corridor outside the house could hear them.Both of them were talking close to each other's ears, Wang Chanyue struggled a little - she was a little short, so she had to use her strength to get close to her.Sometimes Fu Yiheng would sleep next to her with his arms around her, and leave before dawn after sleeping until the early morning;

Even though coming and going like wind and rendezvous like ghosts, to Wang Chanyue it is indeed extremely sweet.Now she has learned to wait quietly, as if the blood in her body can only boil when Fu Yiheng comes.She asked Fu Yiheng, how did you get in; Fu Yiheng said that I still have the ability to climb over walls and trees, just don't close the window.Fu Yiheng asked her how the hospital was doing today, and she said it was still the same, nothing was enough, and every day she felt her heart was twisted and entangled in a ball of cotton thread, dripping with blood.She knew that Fu Yiheng hadn't lied to her, and it was indeed this guy who wrote the article in the newspaper—if she hadn't known that the pseudonym was hers in advance, it would be hard to guess that the article that lashed out at Fang Qiu was written by her.Fu Yiheng asked her about her experiences along the way, and since she couldn't bear to look back, she wanted to take it lightly, and her words were inevitably desolate,

"I wanted to forget about you. When I almost forgot, you came back." When she said this, she looked at Fu Yiheng's eyes tenderly and tiredly. Although she was looking at Fu Yiheng, she seemed to be Look at what's deeper in the soul.Fu Yiheng stretched out his hand to touch her face, Wang Chanyue took the opportunity to hold the hand that she had been thinking about day and night, and sniffed greedily.Let a few drops of tears wet the opponent's palm.

She has always felt that Fu Yiheng has an indescribable fragrance, she can't tell what it is, like a flower that blooms in the middle of the night with a strong and intoxicating smell, like the wind passing over the skin on a midsummer night, like musk with a strong hormonal attraction.Fu Yi used perfume all the time, but of course it is useless in this day and age, but she also has such a charming deodorant, which confuses Wang Chanyue and feels restless every night when she meets her.

It's not that she doesn't know what she can do further. Of course, she has no practical experience at all, and she is also shy. She hopes that Fu Yiheng will initiate it. This is a strange psychology similar to dedication.Correspondingly, she didn't know what Fu Yiheng was thinking now. Even though Fu Yiheng told herself that she would come every week and wanted to be with her, she took a more proactive attitude, but,

Wang Chanyue wants a promise, tell me that you will be with me, tell me that you are willing to stay with me forever, no matter war or peace, life or death.

She was lying on the bed, and the piano music with good sound quality came from the phonograph downstairs.Rue de la Rue didn't know French, and no one knew it was written by Satie.But it's not a song for dancing, it's for hugging quietly, for waiting, and she's waiting.Outside the window in the distance, Fu Yiheng was walking slowly.

If we were given a chance to sum up our life, how many things we would regret never doing, and how many things we would do again even if we did it all over again without complaint or regret. Most of them regret it, but they created the later adventure, so they can't say that they would rather never come;The underground work in Chongqing is full of dangers. Fu Yiheng was sent back to inquire about the Fifth Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, and then things developed beyond expectations. Her pressure and the difficulty of her work have increased exponentially—she can only guarantee that she will not be killed by someone sent by Dai Li.

Under such pressure, although she sometimes had to go to the meeting in the middle of the night, she would still climb over the wall and come to Wang Chanyue's boudoir to find her.She couldn't find any grandiose excuses for this kind of completely childish behavior, she confessed to herself-I just fell in love with a junior 12 years younger than me, which violated the ethics, ethics and secular views, just I am afraid that I will never see the light for the rest of my life—but so what, in this precarious war time, when you walk on the road and you don’t know when you will be killed by the Japanese, let me love her, let me make up for her before the untimely golden opportunity passes. sins.

I don't know why, but as a fighter who should be rated as "proven" after her death, she doesn't have much confidence in war now, and she always has a tendency to "live life to the fullest".She didn't want to lose Wang Chanyue again, she was afraid that if she lost it again, she would see a dead body next time.But further let her love, she can only give a state like a lover's tryst, not clear, not awkward, not advancing, not retreating, no promises, no future, let alone dare to move forward.Can,

The young body is soft and warm, exuding an aroma that makes people indulge in it and forget all ambitions; Wang Chanyue's voice is beautiful, sometimes shy and sometimes lively and clever: this is her best age, as if she has just matured and still has a little Sour crispy peaches.She was in his hands, and he was almost unable to restrain herself.

Merry is a bad and beautiful crime at the same time.In ancient times, when people talked about love, it was necessary for this person to be deeply in love and have many love affairs.So each case has become a good story, passed on to later generations, and it is up to people to guess the boundless romance of the tryst on the moonlit night.

She climbed over the wall, thinking in her heart, I don't need to let the romantic story pass on, and I don't want to have a future person. I just want to be with you and cherish the glimmer of light I encountered at this moment in my life.Maybe it would be better if we could meet earlier, we would meet in Paris, we would meet in London, we would meet at an earlier and better time, we might be able to work together on this front, even more Many future problems can be solved,

But we met here, and this is life.Perhaps they are the most suitable destined lovers in essence, because they both love adventure and are attracted by this forbidden beauty.

Climb to the top of the tree, take a deep breath, and step inside.

When she entered the room, she saw Wang Chanyue sitting cross-legged on the bed like a docile bunny. She smiled and walked over, lowered her head and held her face. Wang Chanyue smiled at her. There was only one candle lit in the room, and the flame was in Wang Chanyue's eyes. Jump in.

I love you, so I fell into your eyes from the very beginning.

The two kissed tacitly, long and tender.Confirm your feelings for each other in an addictive kiss.If you don't love this person, when you kiss her, you can feel something that is sincere and shining, and it stays in your heart, and it also stays in the other person's heart.The joy of two feelings cannot be told by others, only you can feel it and confirm it.

After a long time, the two separated, Wang Chanyue sat down with her arms around her, and asked her if she would go tonight, she said she would not go tonight, she was tired and wanted to sleep with Wang Chanyue. "I'm already awake, I'm afraid I won't be able to fall asleep." "Well, I can't fall asleep. I'll chat with you. When everyone is asleep and you still can't fall asleep, let's go out and count the stars. The scenery on the mountain is so beautiful. With the lights out, the stars must be countless." Fu Yiheng looked like a teenager, not at all like the elder who disciplined him before.Wang Chanyue was so sweet to death by her, the uneasiness that emerged in her heart was like a cold needle that would prick her from time to time, pricking her with a jolt. "What's wrong?" Fu Yiheng saw her eyes flicker, "No...it's all right."

It was hot, Fu Yiheng got up to take off his coat, and the two of them sat on the bed in white obscene clothes and chatted face to face.Fu Yiheng likes to hug Wang Chanyue, because she is born with a low body temperature, and it is especially comfortable for Xia Ye to hold her.So Wang Chanyue leaned into her arms, "Can you tell who wrote this song?" She asked, and a record has been changed downstairs, "Well... it looks like Mozart, but I'm not sure. You Sister bought a new gramophone? This is a rare item." "It seems to be a gift for Sister Jiang." Fu Yiheng smiled triumphantly, "I said that the two of them are very good, you don't believe it." "How could I Don't believe me, I just, "I just don't get it yet.

Fu Yiheng took advantage of the opportunity to kiss her temple, which was close at hand. Wang Chanyue felt as if she was being burned, and suddenly told Fu Yiheng about seeing Wang Jiyue kissing Jiang Xijie before.Lamented that her sister would have such an aggressive side. "It's because that girl Jiang Xijie looks so bad for the country and the people, and her feelings are there. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder." Who knew that after she finished speaking, Wang Chanyue broke free from her embrace, turned around and said to her,

"In your eyes, how am I better than Shih Tzu?"

She never imagined that this girl would become so fast.Maybe I gave you too much anxiety, so you choose to take the initiative to attack.

"In my eyes, there are many beautiful women in the world." She stretched out her hand to pull Wang Chanyue, but the other party was unmoved, so she had no choice but to get closer. "But Ruoshui only takes one ladle for three thousand." Wrapping her hands around Wang Chanyue's waist, he wrapped her in his arms, and then pressed her ears, "I only want you."

How many records were played that night, or how many times were played back and forth, whether it was Beethoven, Mozart or Satie who played more, Wang Chanyue doesn't remember, and neither does Fu Yiheng.They all lost their attention to the environment halfway, and could only pay attention to each other, trying to integrate each other into their own flesh and blood.So much so that when everything is going on, I don't notice that the music has stopped long ago.Wang Chanyue felt as if the goddess she had believed in for a long time had finally manifested, and performed a miracle for herself, allowing herself to be completely redeemed.In bliss, she put her arms around Fu Yiheng's neck and made a sound like sobbing.

Fu Yiheng hugged her exhausted and fell asleep, her heart seemed to be completely filled with something that had been lost for a long time.She seems to have a precious treasure. On the one hand, she is constantly showing off her possession, on the other hand, she is constantly worrying about the safety of the treasure, and she is constantly admiring the beauty of the treasure.

I love you, you are mine, my dear baby.