Chapter 1467

Her dark blue Qipao skirt in the air swayed a beautiful arc, her heart a tight, startled, "ah! Sir Lu, what are you doing? "

"Hold the circle."

Liu Yingluo's face turned red. Young lovers like to embrace each other, but how old are they!

"You put me down."

"No!"

Two people in the kitchen for a long time.

……

Late at night, Lu Si Jue fell asleep. He had a long dream.

He dreamed that before, Liu Yingluo jumped off the platform of a Jiao's room. After that, for 20 years, he had been looking for her and waiting for her.

Lu Si Jue suddenly opened his eyes and woke up in a cold sweat.

He reached out and touched his side. He wanted to hold Liu Yingluo, but soon his hand was stiff because there was nothing around him.

Liu Yingluo is missing.

Lu Si Jue sat up all of a sudden, his eyes became confused and bleary. He couldn't tell for a moment whether it was a dream or a reality.

Liu Yingluo is gone again.

he was so beautiful that he was so close at hand that he was broken like a bubble.

In this life, he lost his love.

The barrenness in his heart became more and more serious, which made him unbearable. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

With a slap, he accidentally knocked over a cup.

Without shoes on, he stepped on it with bare feet, and countless pieces of glass penetrated into the soles of his feet. When he took a step, the pieces penetrated into the skin and flesh.

"Yingluo!" He's calling.

No one should.

"Yingluo..."

"Yingluo, where are you..." "Yingluo..."

He called again and again, and his own echo sounded in the empty room.

He twisted his head to look for that pair of deep narrow eyes slowly lost focus, become empty, pale.

He's like a lost child. He's looking all over the world.

What are you looking for?

Find his heart.

He lost his heart.

Open the door of the room, he ran out, the man's black silk pajamas, the cold wind of late autumn blowing his pajamas gurgle.

Late at night the wind, from the war to.

His steps are very hasty and chaotic, without the previous calm, he ran all the way, the blood all the way, like poppies blooming, deadly demonic.

Yingluo!

He is looking for his wreaths.

At this time, a familiar and pleasant voice came to my ear, "sir."

Lu Si Jue's step is a meal, quickly turn back, come out in the dark a fiber shadow, Liu Yingluo.

Liu Yingluo was thirsty at night, but she got up to pour water. Soon she heard Lu sijue's voice.

She came and saw him, and Blood on his way.

"What's the matter, sir?" Liu Yingluo walked quickly.

Lu Si Jue stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. Jun's face was buried in her hair. "Yingluo, you are here. I've been looking for you for a long time."

Lowering his head, he kisses her forehead and mumbles, "Yingluo, I miss you."

He said, Yingluo, I miss you.

I really want to.

Twenty years later, I miss you.

He hugged her. He hugged her tighter and tighter.

"Sir, what's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well? Your foot is injured. Let me have a look quickly..."

The next second, Liu Yingluo's words stopped suddenly, because she felt her cheeks wet and tears fell on her face.

He

Liu Yingluo's pupil shrinks.

Lu Si Jue held her tightly, but his heart was empty, without any sense of security.