Spirit from tension to ease, scared away white snow, she did not harvest fun, she was born without the talent of revenge, Chuqing staring at the ceiling.
All men are equal!
She frightens Bai Ruoxue and deceives herself.
"Biru, take a look at you and ask your sister to find you a decent one. How old are you? You can't dress up. You don't inherit your mother's advantages at all Go quickly, or my guests will think that I am abusing my daughter when they see me! "
"Anna, is my lunch ready? Quickly pull up the weeds on the lawn for me. I can't keep any of them, so that my guests won't see the joke. "
And downstairs is really busy. Meng Ke gets up early in the morning, takes a bath, makes up, changes his clothes, and after dinner sits gracefully on the leisure chair under a brown umbrella in the yard, constantly calling others.
She also wanted to know who was coming outside, and she heard the voice of her aunt telling the maid to work in the yard.
Chuqing couldn't make any effort, even if she wanted to go to the window for the first time to have a look at today's weather and the lazy scenery outside.
It should be June, because my mother said that the sunny day in June is the best time in San Francisco.
Happy unexpectedly quietly came, early clear began to have hope again. Half lying in the quilt, she smiles gradually on her thin face, just like a flower blooming in the withered grass, strange but vivid.
"I got it. It's warm."
It has the same aroma as mother's toast, warm and free. It will be full of vitality if you take a breath.
She continued to stretch her arms and grab a handful of things. Chuqing didn't know what kind of mood she was in at that moment. She only knew that the light was different from the cold and desperate light brought by white snow last night.
Chuqing gently shakes out her thin and nutritious arm, hangs her long black hair, and stares at the light path. She sees some dust floating in the light, flying up little by little.
Chuqing shouts in her heart. She knows that her pain can not be eradicated. She can only use the sunshine to forget the loneliness and fear of darkness.
The sun is coming, the sun is coming.
After several months of continuous haze, the sun finally regained its luster. From the black curtain gap, the sun bustled into the house, illuminating a small part of the house. A light was connected to the place where it lay in the early sunshine through the window.
When she blinked her eyelids and slowly opened her sleepy eyes, the dazzling light almost surrounded Chuqing's little body.
Chuqing is like walking through a gate of death, which makes her tired both in dream and reality. In the boundless night, she steps on the thorns step by step. The blood red rose bud blooms slowly because of the blood she drips. The fatal enchanting red is opening up little by little. Finally, a dazzling white light gushes out of the whole dazzling red
Too many shackles, people will gradually become short, where is equality?
All men are equal, but they are all in chains.
Meng Ke yelled and kept fanning with a fan. He read: "damned summer is coming again..." She picked up a glass of water gracefully, took a few sips and continued to talk.
Near noon, Meng Ke with a group of children and servants stood in the yard to welcome their distinguished guests.
The sun was just right, and the red house was covered with gold. The extended version of Lincoln slowly drove into the villa of Bai family, followed by another car, which dazzlingly and mysteriously attracted everyone's attention.