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By Nan YinYin

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White millet leaves at this moment my heart is also sour to the extreme.

Owl decade ago to help her hair blowing in the picture, such as motion pictures, constantly flashed in. Once I thought to have forgotten the details, but now I found out that they remember so clearly -

"Hair still wet, are not allowed to go to bed!" At that time, she just went to bed, and was mercilessly Owl picked up.

"Well - let me sleep, Owl, I beg you ...... I rode a horse all day today, so tired." She mumbled like a baby, almost all the people who hung owl.

"Last time did not do hair, wake up sleeping headache, have forgotten is not?" Owl soft ball to her, firmly holding a straight face lessons.

She was not afraid, at the moment had almost fallen asleep, a half amused eyes, screw around Lai chuckle, "ah, forget, forget all ......"

Owl got a way she did not take. Hold her with, go to the bathroom. Finally, put her in the bathroom glass table, side cajole her sleep, while helping her blowing hair.

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Then owl, spoil her as a child.

She kept thinking, there goes the picture was originally his face, it becomes a trance Nalan face.

The next day, and he will do now Nalan all he is and what he has done ......

Aware of this, the heart suddenly tightening, and the pain she heard heavy breathing.

"Do not blow up." She went out of the way himself, to escape the wind under a hair dryer.

Owl look deep condensate escape her own appearance, "Come!"

She shook her head ......

He leaned back glass table, his hands Kouzhuo table, barely support their own firm. Chest pain, I could not play loose.

If'll never any tenderness, now, let her sink, to let her deeper and deeper, this is a very cruel thing for her ......

"Come on, you just sick, not cold." Owl always is so dull without warm to talk to her eyes are actually reveals a stubborn.

Baisuyehao bailing ......

She soon to be past those sweet memories and now this sad separation tortured Ganchangcunduan.

She no matter Owl, turned to go out to go outside the bathroom. But Owl faster than her step, the long arm stretched it out, put her pull back. Her whole person was pressed to the wall, his tall body has been close to over.

But before he began, white millet leaves retinal tear it down out, "Owl, you know you so cruel to me?"

An opening voice is dumb.

He Zhengzhu.

Her complaint, let him unclear. However, she was distressed, but it became instinct ......

"In the near future, you'll be someone else's husband, you have to manage what qualifications I have a cold is not a cold? And what qualifications and then be good for me?" She burst into tears, "Owl, you do not know know, I would rather you did ...... now humiliate me like we just met, abuse me ...... "

That, at least in the next long years, she can hate him, you can persuade yourself to him ......

Owl eyes across a touch of bitter, he will hairdryer slowly down, eyes stare at her, "You want to just forget about me?""...... Shi." She nodded firmly, "I want to forget you, you must forget you ......"

Otherwise, she will die. No, it is rather die than live ......

Owl breathing heavier. He did not want her to forget her, regardless of memory, good or bad, he is selfish and wants to have a place in her heart then, even if only a small corner well.

but……

Ultimately, these words in her tears, but it was all in the belly. Qinliang he only said, "That being the case, the hair dryer out of it myself."

The last sentence, his voice hoarse, reveals a deep weariness.

White millet leaf standing against the wall, for a long time did not move. Until his figure disappeared in the bathroom, the door is closed, she was cold along the wall, slowly squat body pain.

Pale face, buried deep knee.

after all……

This never forget yourself for a decade, a decade of sleepless nights to make their man, or is it someone else's ......

From then on, she could not really grasp, touch vain man ......

White millet leaves hard over his chest, but the pain still continued flooding, raging out ......

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Owl lying in bed, eyes still staring at the ceiling, the red glow circle. My mind, she is a long, long time the phrase 'I want to forget you, you have to forget ......'

Take a deep breath, closed his eyes.

Bathroom, hair dryer voice no longer sounded.

She is also a long time did not come out.

Day out, getting dark down.

He lay in bed for a long time, to call the dinner from the restaurant. Until meals delivered to the room, he just pushed the door back into the bathroom.

This stupid woman, surprising Dunzaiqiangjiao edge, did not move.

Disheveled.

She crouched there are at least twelve hours!

His eyebrows jump.

What to say, however, seem to have been blocked between throat, like cotton, are not spit out a word. Shen step in, bent over her gently picked up from the ground.

He thought she was asleep, but she is at the moment he holds her into the sky, with open arms, hugged him.

Stature, a stiff.

At this moment, it has always been hard heart, unconsciously soft a lot. He bowed his arms looked at her pale little face, "I hold you get something to eat."

"...... I have no appetite." All of her death throes, linger, eventually arrived, but she wants to seize the last trace of the warmth of desire. He did not push, but rather held him tighter.

"How much to eat a little." He did not have the same appetite.

White millet leaves shaking his head, pleading: "The Owl, let me get some sleep ...... ...... I have a headache, OK?"

Owl looked up and glanced at the time, "you can sleep two hours."

"Well, then slept only two hours." White Su Ye did not ask, Why is two hours. In fact, she was very clear ......

The most familiar room, is also the best viewing point fireworks at sea.

Owl put her down on the bed. Her hands still around his neck and did not let go, eyes gently closed. He only heard her softly whispered: "? Owl, you hold me to sleep, okay."

His eyes across the deep touch.Staring at her, finally, he nodded, "Good."

He single-handedly holding her hand and opened the quilt. Two people together fall into the soft bed. He grabbed the quilt, two people bind tightly wrapped firmly.

Two cold body, to this moment, despair keep each other warm.

White millet leaves curled up on his chest, not very clear whisper: "I've never really slept in a long time ......"

Owl patted her on the back, a long time, spit out the words, "Me too."

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