The conversation in the carriage, Mo Shanshan has been gently, listening to Sang Sang's last sentence, and didn't think about it, so he gently whispered, and then found something wrong, so he gently raised the tail sound, indicating that
Doubt and surprise, there are some complex emotions that are difficult to convey accurately by the fluctuations of the sound.
If this conversation occurs between other women in the world, it will probably be considered full of sword tension and is humble and ridiculous, but Mo Shanshan knows Sang Sang very well, so she understands that Sang Sang does not have any meaning to show off.
Instead, we are carefully telling the facts.
She knows from Ning Que that Sang Sang is seriously ill. The reason for coming to Rhake Temple is to cure the disease. Although Master Qishan may have a way, even the master can not cure Sang Sang’s disease.
How slim is it, thinking about these two sentences that Sang Sang said in the end, she was a little sad.
It was almost noon, and the black carriage stopped next to a Zen courtyard in the mountainside. For a while, the monk watching the sea monk rushed up from the back and arranged for the monks to prepare lunch and welcome Ning Que and others into a quiet courtyard.
Sang Sang consumed some minds in the chess game, and his body was still weak. After eating a few bites of vegetarian dishes, he was a little tired.
Carefully stunned the quilt, and confirmed that there was no trace of autumn wind that could secretly drill in, and then rest assured.
"I said that you want you not to ignore that game of chess, you don’t listen."
Ning Que looked at her face, a little uneasy.
Sang Sang whispered: "But I really think it's interesting to play chess. I heard that after I won before, many people admire me very much, are you unhappy?"
Ning Que said after thinking about it: "I'm really happy, and very proud."
Sang Sang smiled satisfaction.
Ning Que reached out to cover her eyes and let her sleep.
Sang Sang refused to close his eyes, blinking his eyelashes, making Ning Que's palm itchy.
"Ning Que."
Sang Sang's voice came out of his fingers.
Ning Que's expression was slightly different, and said, "In Mile."
Sang Sang said: "You are mine."
Ning Que laughed and said, "I am yours. You are yours, you are yours."
Sang Sang said after a while, "I'm not a good person?"
"The daughter of light is not a good person, who is a good person?"
"Am I really a daughter of light? I killed people so young."
"When did you kill someone?"
"Grandpa isn't I killed it?"
"You just poured a bucket of boiling water, and the knife was cut."
"Then I can also count your accomplices."
"What are you thinking in your mind?"
Ning Que was a little annoyed and said: "From childhood to small to large, I did not let your hands be stained with blood. As a result, it is good to prove that you have been stained with blood for a long time, is it proud?"
Sang Sang turned to his back and said to him: "Not proud. I just think that I am really not the kind of good person that many people imagine."
Although the sound of talking about Sangsang and Shan Shan and the carriage was very light, Ning Que heard all of it, so he guessed what Sang Sang wanted to say at this time. He still didn't want to listen.
However, as before, what he didn't want to do, as long as Sang Sang wanted to do it. Then he would do it, just as he didn't want to hear, but Sang Sang still said himself.
"Buy the house of Yanming Lake to use all the silver at home, and still owe Qi Siye more than 700 silver. If the dividends over the gambling house can be mentioned after winter, you can pay it back in advance next year, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but I can pay it in advance, but me
I always feel that it is not good to owe people, so I can rent it if I can rent it. "
"The emperor and the queen gathered all the books. The booklet was at the bottom of the West Chamber Winter Case.
I like these trees very much. If you want to sell, you have to sell five hundred or two silvers up. "
"Wu Yan had borrowed fourteen or two silver last time. I also know that Boss Wu asked you to borrow a sum of capital last time. How much money did you know?
No matter, you can avoid you saying that I can pick the door again, but you have to remember. In the wall tiles behind the launch of Lao Bi Zhai, I hid a BRICS ... "
Sang Sang looked at the wall. She didn't dare to turn around, and said with shame: "When I was worried that when I was old, you refused to marry me.
I really do n’t have to panic when I am going to get a dowry in my hands. I have been stored after Changan. "
Ning Que heard the words for a moment, thinking that the two of us lived well in their lives. You can still save private house money, and you can't help but admire, and said with a smile: "I think His Majesty should ask you to go to the Ministry of Households.
Shang Shu. "
Sang Sang ignored his interest, and said seriously: "The private money I deposited now has more than 2,100 or two, all of which are put in Aunt Jian. I know you have never liked to sell words. When I entered Chang'an City that year
, Still I forced it, if I really worsen the money in the future, use my private house money to use it. "
These words listened to the last words like the mother and mother, Ning Que was so angry and funny, but he really didn't care about Geely, and asked, "What about the BRICS?"
Sang Sang turned around and looked at him seriously: "That BRICS is left to my parents."
Ning Que recalled her explanation and asked, "You have nothing else except the silver?"
"Shoes and socks have been done for many years. Anyway, my woman is not good, you will wear it."
Sang Sang suddenly remembered one thing, whispered: "There is a small black box under the old pen fasting bed, don't forget."
Ning Que learned that there was a small black box in Sangsang last year.
In the little black box, there were things that were thrown away by some reasons for some reasons, but in fact, he was very precious to himself, such as the mourning post he had used after the rainy night after his death.
He nodded and said, "I know."
Sang Sang shook his head and said, "You don't know, the letter sent by the girl to you, you threw it when you saw it, and then it was collected by me. Now there are more than a dozen."
Ning Que said after a moment of silence: "Believe this kind of thing, just see it once, who will always take it out."
Sang Sang suddenly smiled and said, "What I thought was that when we were all old, when we were lying on the sun in the old pen, we would take the little black box when we died.
Looking at those faith again, I want to make you very happy that, but unfortunately now, I may not be able to grow old with you. "
"I don't know where to learn these sour words."
Ning Que put his hand into the bedding, held her slightly cool little hand, and said with a smile: "That is the scene of the dementia woman's fantasy. You are still so young, but you should not be sour."
"I haven't taken a bath for a few days, can I not be sour and smelly?"
Sang Sang said: "Master, I may really die, I can't wait to tell you this when I was old, so I was anxious to tell you at this time, don't you think I am annoying."
Ning Que smiled and asked, "Don't bother, do I just care about your last words?"
Sang Sang said happily and said, "It's almost over."
Ning Que said: "See you still have a spiritual chess to speak nonsense, where is it like to die? Besides, you can see Master Qishan today.
Sang Sang opened his eyes wide and insisted: "What if you can say what to do when then?"
Ning Que said: "Good, good, if you want to say, you will say it every year in the future."
Sang Sang laughed by him, and then began to cough. Her thin body trembled gently, his brows frowned, his face was pale, and it seemed very painful.
Ning Que's left index finger was slightly bombarded, a thin rune paper floated into the Zen room air, and began to burn silently, turning into a warm fire ball, and the suspension was not moving, just like a small sun.
Then he took Sang Sang into his arms and patted her back gently.
Sangsang coughing painfully, and it was soothing after a while.
She closed her eyes and said weakly, "I'm not a good person, I don't look good, except for housework, nothing can be married, but the result is married to you, many people will feel that you have suffered."
Ning Que said: "This sounds like a bit of loss."
Sang Sang Zhan Yan smiled and said, "Just lose a loss, who made you pick me back that year."
Ning Que also laughed and said, "This is all blame me at that time my ears were too sharp."
Sang Sang slowly opened his eyes and watched him seriously: "Ning Que, the first person I opened my eyes was you, so when I closed my eyes, I would like to look at you to die."
Ning Que confirmed it again: "Do you look at me, then go to death, or watch me die? The previous statement is quite sad, the later statement is too ruthless, you want me to die than you first, you die first than you first, you die first than you first.
ah?"
Sang Sang laughed and said, "You know what I said, when I die, you marry her, or marry anyone else."
Ning Que shook his head and said, "If you die, I really don't want to live."
Sang Sang said: "I also said that I was sour before, seeing you did not look like, but this is what women can say."
Ning Que said: "I am a woman."
Sang Sang said with a smile: "Then I am a man."
Nympho
Nympho
Sang Sang fell asleep.
Ning Que walked out of the Zen room and stood in the courtyard against the autumn tree outside the wall.
He remembered a lot of things, things that year and the current matter, and then he remembered the disability.
Many years ago, he knew that Sang Sang had difficulty in thinking about your computing power, saying that it was not an exaggeration to say that he was hunting in Laoshan since he was a child, cutting firewood in Weicheng.
Help, but except for the battle between life and death, he seems to selectively forget all the talents in Sang Sang.
Because he was accustomed to standing in front of Sang Sang, covering the wind and rain for her. But this time, can he still cover the storm in the underworld for her?
Nympho
Nympho
(The title is the tone that Su San said. Writing this kind of plot is really hard to eat, just like yesterday Chapter 2, this consumed god consumes a lot, but I like to find hard to eat in this way.
One kind of pleasure, today the second chapter comes out at 10:30, today there are four chapters.)