In the evening, when all the people were gone, Feng Yebai's sickly body would be fine. He asked someone to put the meal in the Chenyang room. When he passed, he saw her sitting with Shang Mei, embroidering under the lamp.
The candle is bouncing back and forth. Half of her face is bright and half of her face is dark. Her hand is not half as big as his. The hand holding the needle is flexible on the stretch. If the two eyebrows are stretched out, they will be controlled by the earnest energy on her face. This expression is used for the first time in addition to eating In other places, the eyes and eyebrows are gentle, and it seems that the body is plated with Buddha light, which makes people feel comfortable for no reason.
Shang Xiang came in with tea. Seeing Feng Yebai, he squatted down and said, "Wang Ye is lucky."
This wench has no eyes, didn't see the deep feeling money in Wang Ye's eyes, flat ground thunder like a, good son's atmosphere was completely destroyed by her.
Feng Yebai looks unhappy and stares at Shangxiang. He is angry that she is not steady.
Shen Yang turns his head to look out. He is standing behind the bead curtain in the room. She frowns and doesn't understand. Doesn't she say that the sick can't get up? Why are you standing here now?
Shangmei opens the bead curtain and says hello. Together with monk Xiang, she goes back to the outside and stands by the rules.
He didn't wear formal clothes. He had a few loose buttons on his collar. He looked as if he had just woken up. He was drowsy and lazy all over. He sat down next to her cross legged, and naturally leaned over. His lips rubbed her ears, and he asked, "what's embroidered?"
Shen Yang moved to the inside, some angry way, "blind embroidery." Then he put the bandage on the table and turned to go down.
Feng Yebai went to get the bandage on the table and stopped her with his hand. "Let me see..."
Shen Yang reached out to grab, "want to see their own embroidery."
"A mouthful of pickles!" He stretched out his hand to scrape the tip of her pretty nose, "there is no big man holding a bandage to embroider."
He has even applied rouge. What else can't he do. Shen Yang pointed to him and said, "you! It's just that I can be the first person in all ages. Maybe I can be written and sung by later generations. "
Well, shame will be lost in a hundred years. That is to say, she has no taboo in front of him. She can say whatever she wants to say. If you want to change others' eyes, ten mouths are not enough.
"Then you're going to lose face with me, too? We're going to be buried together after we die, and I can't run away from you. "
Chen Yang pursed his lips and retorted, "you are so much older than me. If you want to die, you will die first. I won't die with you."
He was used to hearing such rebellious words, but now he lost his temper and rubbed against her face. His voice was filled with sadness. "Also, I am destined to leave earlier than you. When I leave, I will not know anything about the world, even you and me. What do you do when you say you are left alone? I don't feel at ease. I don't feel at ease until I die. I have selfishness here. You can't love me more than I love you. So I want to die in front of you. The one who goes first is relief. Let me watch you die. I can't do it. But let me watch you live without any support. I can't do it, Chenyang Let's have a baby. If I die, he can take care of you. "
How come it's about life and death? She heard that he was ill. It's not a fatal disease!
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