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| The game of the realist (12th Dec 22 at 2:16am UTC)
The game of the realist |   | Murong Yaner, Xue Ying and Lin Yutang, Li Lei, they are also full of nostalgia, as if to remember a long time ago. "Look, that's her," said Old Zhao with a smile. I'm really worried about asking a little girl who can only play the piano to press this dart. It's a long way to go, and we don't know what we will encounter. Our escort can take some ordinary darts, but this dart in Taiji Beach is too valuable. I heard that many people like this dart, and we are willing but unable to do so. Walking along the tall wall, I turned a corner and saw a vermilion door, but the golden nail was the size of a lion's head. A group of watchmen were on duty, and a woman was sitting in front of the door crying amid the laughter of the escorts, as if she wanted to break in. Murong Yaner ran over to help the woman up and asked, "Sister Bai Ru, why are you here?" As soon as Murong Yaner said, Xiao Lingfeng remembered that this person seemed to be Bai Ru, one of the Bai sisters who Murong Yaner said loved playing the piano when he was in the hall, as if he had seen her himself. Sister Yaner, did you hear that? That's the sound of my sister's piano. I know the sound of her piano. It can't be wrong. My sister is back! Bai Ru cried and said, holding on to Murong Yaner, staring at the vermilion door, as if she could see through it. Old Escort Zhao dismissed the Escorts who were watching. He came to Bai Ru and said politely, "Sister Bai Ru, is it really your sister inside?"? But I don't think she's more than 20 years old. How can she be your sister? Bai Ru looked at the old escort Zhao imploringly and said, "Grandpa Zhao, you can't be wrong. The person inside must be my sister. I know the sound of her piano. There is no other person in the world who can play her voice like that." Every time Bai Ru heard the sound of the piano, she would come over, but there would always be someone who would not let her in. Including Zhao Laodiaotou, he has stopped himself many times. This time in front of so many people, she hoped that Zhao Laobaitou could let herself in for the sake of these people, even if it was not her sister,Nonoxynol 9 Factory, the person who could see the sound would give up. Of course, Xue Ying knew what was going on in her heart. She smiled quietly and grabbed Bai Ru to smooth things over and said, "Sister Bai Ru, we are all going to disturb Mr. Zhao. Why don't you come too? We sisters haven't got together for a long time to have a good talk." Because Zhao Laobaitou is not a villager, plus his family is a big family, there are their own servants and thugs, so the villagers are usually very little contact with him, they are generally full of vigilance to the villagers. If it wasn't for Xiao Lingfeng this time, maybe they wouldn't have had a chance to get into Zhao's home. Into the gate, an old-fashioned plaster white wall with a big red Fu character blocked the view of the people, from both sides of the path around the past, the eyes suddenly see the light. Pavilions, terraces and pavilions, patchwork; high tile hook eaves, simple color. The buildings are far apart, without the cramped southern gardens, coupled with the embellishment of snow, Glucono Delta Lactone ,Fungal Chitosan Manufacturer, giving people a sense of open atmosphere. In the corridor, there are occasionally girls dressed in bright colors passing by, although not vigorous, but also hidden sharp edges. Xiao Lingfeng walked to a pond, the surface of the water had already been frozen, as if polished by someone, underwater goldfish of various colors like swimming in a mirror, like an unreal ink painting. Along the winding corridor eaves, Bai Ru could not wait to walk in the direction of the sound of the piano, followed by a group of people hurrying forward. Xiao Lingfeng's heart is much more comfortable, only to feel as if he had entered the painting, a sense of culture hidden in the blood inherited for many generations arises spontaneously, as if the nose is full of ink fragrance of books. Xianglian, who was led by Xue Ying, was also a pair of big black and shiny eyes, so curious that she looked around and looked too many things to see. Walking through the door of an arched inner wall, a girl dressed in white sat on the rockery, with a pair of crimson guqin on the incense table under her knees, thinking and looking into the distance, as if recalling things long ago. Xiao Lingfeng is very sensitive to perceive that this girl should also be a well-hidden cultivator, unexpectedly Zhao Laodaotou naked eyes, unexpectedly feel that she is just a delicate little girl.
Bai Ru ran forward and cried tearfully, "Sister, sister, is it really you?"? I am Bai Ru, I am your sister Bai Ru! The girl looked at the crowd calmly, her eyes like a pool of quiet deep water. She put down the harp, stood up slowly, and came to the front of the crowd. She sighed in a low voice and said, "Bai Ru, you're still here.." You've aged a lot! Bai Ru began to sob and said intermittently, "Sister, you have become younger.". It's worth Bai Ru's death to see you. After listening to Bai Ru's words, the girl frowned. She paid no more attention to Bai Ru and walked lightly to Lin Yutang. She looked at Lin Yutang for a long time. She lowered her head and said, "Brother Lin, you're here, too.". You're still so young, just like Yaner. Lin Yutang once saved her, so she treated Lin Yutang with courtesy. Remembering the story of the threshing ground when I was young is as vivid as if I had gone back in time. Sister Bai Su, where have you been these years? We all miss you very much. Why don't you come to see us? Murong Yaner took the girl's hand, and the girl's skin was smooth and white, like a warm pearl. Bai Su turned around, waved her white sleeves behind her back, and said coldly, "So what if I see you? So what if I don't see you? Everything has changed. It's just sad!" Everyone was surprised by Bai Su's words, which were so sudden that no one took over her words. Xiao Lingfeng nodded secretly, and he was deeply touched by this sentence. People who do not know think that she is too cruel, too ruthless, but it is this kind of people who others think are cruel, but their feelings are the richest. Who will care about the heartache of not seeing an old friend, and the heartache of seeing an old friend, the loss of time eroding the beauty of the past? Looking at the familiar and strange faces,Quillaja Saponin, little by little experience of the old friends have changed their hearts, who can really understand the pain? It's better not to see it. Isn't it good to leave a beautiful memory! It's just that Bai Su sees it so clearly that it's chilling. In the eyes of others, is she not a change. pioneer-biotech.com | |
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