Prosperous Beauty System

Qi Xing stepped off the boat, stood on the shore, stretched out his hand to Ah Yan, and clasped his hands together, his heart was like numbness, as if there was a sore feeling in his heart.

Ah Yan felt the palms holding his slender fingers tighten, and his gaze fell on Qi Xing's eyes as deep as midnight in a daze.

When their eyes met, Qi Xing was stunned, then twitched his eyelashes to hide the surging emotions in his eyes, and said softly, "Be careful."

There was a lot of people on the pier, Ah Yan disembarked following Qi Xing's actions, looked up and looked not far away, and saw restaurants and inns abound on both sides of the street, bustling like Beijing.

Smokey willows and April, the drizzle is lingering, it is the time for heavy makeup and light application.Ah Yan tightened his coat, only feeling the chill in the room hit him, and it didn't go away for a long time, which made his pale complexion more pitiful and weak.

He was sitting in front of the open window, feeling the coldness pouring into his heart from the soles of his feet, but Ah Yan seemed to be unconscious, sitting there numbly, his eyes passed through the red and green willows in the courtyard outside the window, and fell on the calm place of the ancient well. Clear the pool.

Qi Xing never thought that one day, his heart would be so uncomfortable, sore, as if this beating heart did not belong to him.

He has always been cold, when did he feel this way?Qi Xing looked at Ah Yan who was sitting in front of the window with a pale face from a distance, and felt that the sourness in his heart almost overwhelmed him.

He stood in front of the door for a long time, and finally turned around and left.

It was another day of continuous drizzle, and the hazy rain fell on the promenade of the eaves, and a mist like green smoke engulfed the yard. The artificial hills and green willows were all covered by the mist and rain, and they became delicate and picturesque, like ink splashed. Danqing map.

The lingering rain hit the oiled paper umbrella depicting plum blossoms, infecting the enchanting posture of the cold plum branches spreading, but the owner under the umbrella was as lonely and cold as water, and the fingers holding the oiled paper umbrella were slender and strong, with clear bones.

Through the hazy fog and rain, one can only vaguely see this person wearing a beautiful silk dress, his figure is like pine and bamboo in the snow, and his cold posture is like a high-quality sword.

Qi Xing held an umbrella and stood outside the window waiting quietly. He waited for a long time in the rain, waiting for Ah Yan to push the window to see the overlapping mountain shadows in the distance. He stood there from morning to night, from night to morning, watching Looking at the young man's window, there are emotions in his eyes that others don't understand.

Qi Xing's eyes seemed to hide the night, and there were too many unknown things in the turbulent emotions. Indifference breeds darkness, and darkness breeds tenderness.And his tenderness is like water, seemingly indifferent and withdrawn, but in reality he is full of sentimentality.

Not to mention how these thoughts were churning in his mind, Qi Xing clenched the oil-paper umbrella tightly in his hand, and was about to take a step forward, when he heard suppressed coughing sounds from the room.

Pale and feeble fingers clenched into fists against his lips, and the desperately suppressed cough sounded like a broken thread. Sometimes he coughed a few times, and sometimes there was no movement. It was just suppressed hard. All turned white.

"Ahem..." Coughing continuously, Ah Yan supported the edge of the couch with one hand, layers of soft coats were hanging down from the couch, and the delicate patterns embroidered on the corners of the clothes were like branches drawn with a fine brush.He was barefoot on the couch, his neck was slightly drooping, and his black hair was scattered smoothly on both sides of his cheeks, as if the moonlight was pouring down. The black hair like a crow's feathers matched his pale complexion, creating a shocking beauty.

After coughing several times in a row, Ah Yan panted slightly, his curled and slender eyelashes raised, and his eyes fell on the slightly open window, where the blue corner of his clothes stayed there for a long time.

Ren Xinhai was sour like a tide, Ah Yan lowered his eyes, he didn't want to look at the person outside the window, and slowly turned his head in another direction.The fingertips that were holding his coat turned white, and his heart throbbed with pain.

How long has he been like this with Qi Xing?

Sometimes Ah Yan was in the room and saw Qi Xing standing quietly by himself in the porch, his eyes fell on him with deep and incomprehensible eyes, tears almost fell from his eyes.

He had poured his heart out for him, but Qi Xing would never give him an answer.Ah Yan thought to himself, the way he looked at Qi Xing could not be more clear, could Qi Xing really not understand?

I don't know the origin of the love, and the love is deep, as cold as Qi Xing, meeting Ah Yan, why was it not the calamity of his life?It's just right and wrong, love and not love, after getting entangled together, it's like a person drinking water, knowing whether he's warm or not.

It probably doesn't make sense to say that Qi Xing doesn't love Ah Yan.The two walked along the way, although there were some unsatisfactory things, but stop and go, from the beginning of March to the end of April, which one did Qi Xing not put in all his effort?

In the final analysis, this man was full of scheming plans, and all he wanted was a word.It's just that he is as taciturn as Qi Xing, his gentleness and indifference are hidden under the mask of aloofness, the more he can't control this love, the more he can't ask for it.

After several days like this, the cold and gloomy weather finally parted the clouds to see the sun, and the air with a little dampness and chill swept in from the distant mountains, which made Ah Yan's condition worse for a while.

His illness had improved for a while, but now he was plagued by new illnesses, and his whole body collapsed as if he had lost his support, and his old illnesses surged in.Ah Yan was lying on the bed breathing weakly, almost having the illusion that he would never wake up after falling asleep.

Qi Xing was sitting beside him, holding Ah Yan's hands tightly, his fingers trembling slightly, looking at Ah Yan who was turning paler and paler with his eyes lost his soul.

The young man's fingers were getting thinner day by day, and they no longer had the beauty of the jade white and green in the past, Ah Yan's fingers slipped quietly, and Qi Xing grabbed them tightly again in a panic.

His hands were shaking all the time, and there was always a deep sense of panic in his cold and innocent eyes. At first he could comfort himself, but in the end he became more and more afraid of his own comfort.

Ah Yan has not opened his eyes for two days.

No no no!

It will be fine soon!It will be fine soon!

Qi Xing trembled his lips, leaning close to Ah Yan's ear, "Wake up, wake up, okay?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, "I'll take you away, I won't see Song Rin, I won't see Song Rin... As long as you are by my side, you can go anywhere."

Qi Xing finally despaired. His heart seemed to have been severely gouged out. The pain caused his nerves to ache and he could no longer breathe.

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[There is a god in the Far East, named Ji, who has four legs, scales on his face, looks like a young girl, and sings like a divine bird. 】

This matter started about 20 years ago.

Today, more than 20 years ago, Suhe and Chu Xiang came to Wangyou Land together. The purpose of their visit was already very unclear, because the days of staying in Shenjing were too long, so long that they could no longer remember many things.

The two get along day and night, like a pair of mandarin ducks, one is rich and handsome, the other is peerless, if they love each other, it is destined to be like this, but there is no perfection in the world. Although Chu Xiang loves Suhe day by day, he can't ask for it.

Su Hexiu's ruthless way, love is also ruthless, love is also great love, his heart is as cold as a rock, how can he understand Chu Xiang's mind.

On this day, the situation in Wangyoudi changed suddenly, the aura was disordered, and the barrier split from the middle as if the curtain had fallen off, turning into broken light and dissipating into a sea of ​​flowers.

The clouds were dim, as if covered by a huge object. The night quickly enveloped the fairyland, and a figure swayed in the sea of ​​clouds. The figure had four legs, and its figure was light and ethereal. If the four legs behind it were not too frightening, it would be graceful Chuoyue is like a beautiful girl.

The human form doesn't know what it is, and it will destroy the world as soon as it comes. Suhe and Chu Xiang are trapped in the magic mirror. Dodged a bullet.

The sky and the earth cleared up, Chu Xiang and Suhe hid in the cave, and the strange flowers and plants in the cave were so dazzling that it made people feel confused.Chu Xiang was talking about the human form with Suhe when he suddenly felt a hot current in his body and abdomen, and the two couldn't help but froze.

Chu Xiang's love for Dou is just beginning, and he has not experienced human affairs, so he doesn't know the reason for this change, but Suhe has experienced three thousand worlds, so he knows this kind of thing all too well.

I don't know what happened during the period, but I heard the two people breathing ambiguously in the cave after a while.Chu Xiang hugged Suhe tightly, and the two of them stripped off their clothes. Suhe's jet-black black hair poured down like moonlight, falling on his white skin like beautiful jade, which made Chu Xiang feel his breathing aggravate.

This beauty is indescribable.

This matter is related to [disease], the details of the matter are no longer detailed, only that shortly thereafter, Suhe was frozen under the ice river, but Chu Xiang disappeared.

The entanglement between the two in this world is what Su He owed, and this life is destined to repay Chu Xiang's affection.

Although the love is deep, but the relationship is shallow, even if the two love each other in this life, they can't escape the fate that God has already written.

That's how Ah Yan died of illness.

The author has something to say: The next world - "The Merman Full Moon"

Although the mirror can confuse people, Ah Yan never admits his mistake.