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By Nan YinYin
"I always feel that you are very far away from me ......" long, she suddenly faint light opening.
White Night engine did not speak, ride in the back of her hand, slightly stopped the moment.
Eyes, fell on her little face. Black hair, under the outline, her little face quiet.
She did not look up at him, but his hands will hold tighter.
Even if it is like now holding him, she also knows they are in fact not a man of the world.
His identity, status, ambition, the right hand, get away from all her far, far away.
But is it all part of a man's ambition, he is from small to large to chase the target. To him, what kind of sense, but it is Xia Xingchen understand.
..................
Here.
Charming warmth.
On the other side ......
Out the window, under the wind blew, the white millet leaves lying on that strange bed, suffering breathing.
Tighten between the eyebrows thin dense layer of cold sweat, constantly oozing from it.
Her fingers clutching the sheets under the body, clenched sheets wrinkled, pale glow to the fingertips. Bed linen by her palms sweat playing breathable.
"Miss Bai, please leave here immediately!" Ears, I heard a man's voice firm.
"No! Go go together! Die we die together!" She heard his voice, full of panic. In fact, 18 years old, she has been accustomed to seeing death, but, when you know everything's going to happen after, she was afraid. Her voice was trembling.
"Little Lord commanded us to fight to the death have to protect you, Miss Bai, please do not let us make things difficult!"
Then, it is the roar of helicopters, as bullets fell from the sky like rain. Sniper headshot, then she can only numb, unable to look at the owl highlighted the danger brothers one by one down beside her, unconscious.
"No. A3280, the task is completed, welcome back!" A head of the Department of Defense from a helicopter landed in front of her, saluted.
She looked at her and protect those who are dying because of the exhaustion of the last vestiges of power and hate being wrong staring at her. That look, Senleng, terrible, like devils Suoming.
"I'm sorry ...... I'm sorry, I did not mean it!" She screamed, suddenly sat up, the back has a cold sweat. Like being forced strangled as she felt breathless.
dream……
It was originally just a dream. Nightmare! Entangled her decade nightmare!
Out the window, the wind roaring like wild beasts. White millet leaves and going to be stuffy died, her inability to go from the bed, forced open the window, she gulps of breath, leaned woodenly looked all over the world in the dark window.
At that moment, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.
Heard the maid's voice gently passed in, "it just sounds really coming out from here. Miss Bai may be having nightmares."
"I know, withdraw it." Owl's voice.
Then, he entered the.
Door closed again, the room was very dark, no lights.
White millet leaves subconsciously looked twisting, dark, one saw the Nama tall figure.
He did not seem to find no one on the bed, just standing in the doorway, staring at the lifeless direction of the bed - there,Also raised the quilt, the darkness really is like a person lying.
She stood by the window, chord tightened, breathing stretched to live, hands pressed against the window sill, some unknown what he meant.
Owl finally sat down on the couch, shoving and lit a cigarette, he did not smoke, just quietly let the cigarette burning between his fingers.
Hu Ming suddenly off the light, burning the eyes behind the white millet leaves.
Long time, he seems to speak to her, deemed himself, hoarse voice, it sounds a little tired, "Now the white millet leaves still really afraid of this kind of weather it?"
White millet leaves severely startled.
That moment, tears without warning from the eyes fell out.
So ...... reason why he appears here, is that she was still afraid of this stormy day?
Ten years ago, she and his first order that some cold ice closer, so the wild night they pretend fear of panic ran his studio, pestering him not go away.
She found that the subtotal both time-tested, tasted the sweetness several times, a bit addictive. And, later Owl simply be in this weather, when the initiative to her room around her sleep.
Then later ......
Each time such a night owl is not around, she would wake up, then, sleepless night.
Owl on a mission that many times when she was not around, would call for taking the time to appease her. At that time, white millet leaves even forget she was a lie, I even feel that they are really timid, timid to need his care, timid to just rely on the man ......
Then later, and he was completely cut off relations after successfully rejoin, she was as a rainy night to wake up automatically, then insomnia.
She even midnight will hear an illusion, as if that person came up the phone ......
After that, hallucinations too serious, poor sleep quality to almost lost his life, on top of that she is in this mission suffered a heart trauma, so offered her psychiatrist. Continued for two years of counseling, her status was a slight improvement.
After then, she told herself over and over again, everything is gone. The man is not like holding a baby and then the same care she would no longer appear in her room on a rainy night, the light coaxed her to sleep.
......
Just when she thought of here, has always been a strong awareness of Owl seems to be finally felt there was something wrong - he suddenly twist around to go.
Window, the whirring of the wind blowing.
She was wearing pajamas standing there, looking at him sad. Darkness, her eyes with tears washed off, very bright. However, he did not see the tears on her face.
Owl hop between the eyebrows, eyes already sprang the fire. Those eyes like the hacked in pieces as you want her!
He had just said to himself, then she listened to? He paused in front of her felt like a clown! As in the past stupid clown!
She obviously is no longer in the past that white millet leaves, but why he still obsessed, afraid that she will be as timid as in the past.
The truth is, he killed that white millet leaves so many brothers, then ruthless shameless feelings can deceive even the leaves of white millet, how could any rainy night without fear of attack?! He is an idiot, an absolute idiot, only half the night waiting, she heard a sound in the room, then hurried over! She looked jokes deserve to let go next! Maybe now she will be proud to see that this fool, now she also lost seven dirty eight elements, it is difficult to extricate themselves!
Owl breathing heavy, heavy cigarette butts off the press. Action too hard, cigarette burns to the fingers, he did not feel pain.
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