Reading The Remnants

Ayin stared at A Luo's back, and his heart bounced for the whole night. She really didn't understand that it was this Lord Yama who was so prosperous to find another new love, but he looked like a pity that had been ravaged back and forth several times, as if she had bullied her.

Some people's weakness is a weapon, and the difference makes sense and courage.

A few days after Aro came back, Ayin sighed for a few days. He sighed like a cock-fighting with a crown cut off. He stiffened his head and glanced at Aro who passed by accidentally. It was sad, but if Aro turned his head back, it would be sad. Suddenly he put on a hard shell, and the cock-fighting cockscomb stood up again and swaggered across the market with his head held high.

In the dead of night, she was annoyed again, as if there was a puddle of clear water in front of you, and you knew that you should use a scoop to scoop it, but you always took a battered dustpan unbelievingly.

She couldn't hold back the pride of love, it was this dustpan riddled with holes.

Eating less food, she saw the world lose weight, she thought it was time to chat with Aro, whether it's good or not, there must be a happy statement. The opening words were inextricably contemplated, but there were only a few grains of rice in the bowl.

A meal was eaten quietly and slowly, as if deliberately waiting for someone, there was an empty place next to Ah Yin. Myrtle didn’t eat. She came down to collect Arrow’s clothes and greeted him timidly. Go upstairs again.

The chicken soup was completely cold, with a layer of greasy butter floating in it. Several people stopped their chopsticks, and Li Shiyi and Song Shiji talked in a low voice, but did not rush to leave. Ayin was chewing a spongy vegetable, and there was a faint movement from above.

The soundproofing of the ancient building is really poor. It happens to be the time of the lunch break. The surroundings are very quiet, and if there is no whispering, it is even more sultry.

Everyone watched their noses, noses, and hearts, only when they didn't hear it, but they heard a "wow" sound. A Yin threw the chopsticks and stood up and walked upstairs: "It's not ashamed to declare adultery in daylight!"

Song Nineteen seldom heard such straightforward words, and immediately burned his cheeks, and looked at Li Shixi tenderly and tenderly. Li Shiyi patted the back of her head lightly and pursed the corners of her lips.

Ayin kicked a few times and then went upstairs, until the corner was still angry, he raised his hand and slapped the door. She felt very shameless, like a shrew hitting the door, she must snorted, turning back and laughing with Tu's youngest, saying that being a girl is most importantly decent.

But now, she slapped the door, just throwing a layer of her decent.

She stood naked at the door, and Arrow finally opened the door, with no expression on her pale face, and twisted the buckle on her chest with her right hand.

After tying the buttons, she took out the hair tucked in the neckline and put it on the sweaty neck.

Ayin felt that she had been slapped twice by her, so tears finally appeared on her head. She bit her lip, her chin was still high, and she looked at Aro with tears.

She didn't want to say any more angry words, but stared at her stubbornly, swallowing sore throat again and again, she felt aggrieved.

Arrow's eyes moved away from her eagerly weeping face, he looked at her rising and falling chest, and finally moved to her hand that was holding the silk tightly.

Arrow sighed very softly, turned around and said to Tao behind him: "Go out first."

Atao agreed, Arrow glanced at Ah Yin: "Come in."

The door was closed, the room was dark, and the curtains were not opened. The air was left with the disturbing fragrance of Myrtle. Arrow walked slowly to the table and lit the lamp, then leaned against the bed, carefully. Looking at Ah Yin carefully, a pair of bloodless lips closed softly.

She really missed her, but she didn't dare to say.

Ah Yin rarely looked at her with such subdued eyes, and the ripples in her heart were swayed. Ayin was always handy in tempting her, from the beginning, so that she would always be wrong.

After a while, I heard Arrow whispered: "Aping is reborn."

Ah Yin was taken aback, never expected her first sentence to be this.

Arrow paused, and then said: "The time he has left the world is not long, and it is because of the cause of the incident, not his own. Therefore, the arranged fate book is still fairly smooth."

Her voice is very nice, cadence, with the ancient meaning of a deep well, and the words are simple, but Ah Yin couldn't hear a word, only opened half-dry eyes, and asked her in a daze, "You Tell me about this?"

The name of the person in it is not Ayin, or even Atao, but Aping?

A Luo was silent, and A Yin wanted to ask more questions. He just took a step closer, but saw A Luo instinctively stepped back half of his body, still keeping the distance between the head and the end of the bed.

Ayin dropped his gaze and stopped moving.

She heard Arrow smile bitterly, and asked softly: "What else can I say?"

These days, she always wondered whether Ah Yin’s unfeeling day was true or not, and there was a stubborn voice in her heart saying that it was false day after day, but this sentence was lonely without any supporting evidence.

What made her most sad was that she rummaged through the past with Ah Yin, and couldn't find any support that could make her deceive herself.

She has never said soft words, never thought about being with her, never even mentioned a word of liking her.

She used her as medicine, cried because of Li Shiyi in front of her, and when she was sober, she felt vomiting because of her kiss, and then left her appointment to Aping.

She made a humble gesture in front of Ah Yin, and at the end she said-whoever it is, it won't be you.

She thought, as long as Ayin has something about her in his heart, I am afraid she will feel sorry for her a little bit too.

So Arrow lowered his head and fell into a long silence.

After a while, she raised her head and said to Ah Yin, "I'm a little tired."

The chasing away made Ah Yin not fresh, what was new was that it came out of A Luo's mouth, causing her to lose her soul in an instant. She walked out with a sullen face and dared to let out the breath when she walked to the door. She was afraid that she would show a fragile appearance, so she went back to the house and closed the door, and slept badly.

In the afternoon, Ah Yin felt that she was better. Because she used less lunch, she went to the kitchen to heat a bowl of goat milk. The fragrant and thick liquid rolled in the pot with milky white foam. She was looking at her in a daze, but she saw Ah. Tao came in carrying a dustpan, with a handful of fresh and tender lettuce leaves on top. She greeted Ayin politely, and Ayin responded lazily and couldn't help but glance at her, her tender face like white radish, with the powder that spring peach swept over, and even the same actions when choosing vegetables. It's as elegant as a piano.

The sour water in Ah Yin's heart was also put on the stove, boiled and Gu Lulu began to bubble.

She supported her sore waist with her backhand and rubbed it, but couldn't help but ask her: "You eat?"

She knew that Atao didn't eat it, so she asked it on purpose.

A Tao is innocent and shook her head: "The adult is a little hungry, saying that he wants to eat Yangchun noodles."

As she said, she took her hands out of the water, and looked for the dried noodles in the cabinet on tiptoes.

Ayin moved her neck, stepped forward and pulled out a handful: "This, she likes to eat thin ones."

The last half sentence is really unnecessary, but Ayin just wanted to say that while he was talking and peeking at A Tao's expression, she was taken aback when she saw A Tao's face, pursing her lips.

A Tao cooked the noodles quietly, and A Yin stood by and watched. She was in a daze. A Tao had the same youthful and bright face as Nineteen, but it was strange that, although she was sad when she was in the same position as Li Eleven in the first nineteenth, she did not have such hostility to spread her teeth and claws. Have.

She realized that Li Shiyi and Arrow were different to her. She used to look at Li Shiyi as if looking at a pot of precious flowers on the street. She had no money and couldn't afford it, so she cherished it in her heart. Seeing someone bought it, she could only secretly say: You can be a thousand Treat it well.

But Arrow is different. She has always grown up in her yard. Even if she didn't care much before, no one can dig boldly.

She developed a unique possessiveness towards Arrow, which was quite abominable.

She was sitting awkwardly, half of the milk in the pot boiled dry.

So she stood up, stretched out the spoon and stirred, I patronized A Tao's movements, thought for a while, and asked her: "How long have you been with Arrow?"

"Want to be better?" Atao frowned and asked weakly.

Seeing her timid appearance, Ayin started to make a fire, and looked at her: "No good, what will she do with you?"

Ah Yin closed his chin, and bit the more blatant words into the roots of his teeth.

A Tao said, "My lord is sick."

"Sick?" Ayin blinked quickly.

"She took you to be—" Ah Yin stopped stirring, thinking of Arrow's cough and groaning intolerably.

"Myrtle is a medicine girl." A Tao said.

Ayin stared at her, her eyelashes like butterfly wings flapped one after another, and she seemed to be besieged for a few days before finally flying out of the confinement of her eye sockets. She heard the sound of resurrection from the dead, the fragrance of face, milk, and the fragrance of Atao's body, mixed with a vigorous posture, her shining charming eyes had a vast expanse, focusing on Atao. A sprout face.

"What's the problem?" Ah Yin asked, the corners of his mouth pressed tightly, and no one could see the state of the hook.

A Tao thought for a while and said, "Wind cold."

The last bit of hanging heart also sank, Ayin let out a soft "Oh", and then glanced at Atao, she was half cute inexplicably.