Autumn courtyard is golden, and it’s harvest season, which is always the happiest season in Wang Qiong. It’s finally harvest time for her hard work.
However, the sickle in hand is trembling, and the heart is more than enough, but the sunset is sighing.
Sun Hao slowly walked to come over.
Not far away, Shan Guan is also preparing to come over. XuanYuanHong stretched out his little hand and shook his head gently.
Guan Guan Zheng looked at XuanYuanHong.
XuanYuanGong said softly, "Come on, let’s go to GuiYi Fairy Mountain and walk around."
A wrinkled face appeared with a gully smile. "Brother, where are you?"
Sun Hao gently held her and whispered, "Let me help you when they are out."
Wang Qiong clasped the sickle in his hand. "Brother, you are a great man and a savior. Don’t do these rough jobs."
Sun Hao looked at Wang Qiong with a wrinkled face and looked at her trembling hands. In my mind, I couldn’t help but think of the small fire that used to go to Shou Yuan and was about to run out. Now Wang Qiong is similar at that time.
As ordinary as usual, my eyes are dim and full of turbidity
As ordinary as facing the last moment of life.
Gently hugged Wang Qiong Sun Hao and whispered, "But I’m still your brother."
Wang Qiong’s face is filled with admiration and pride that can’t be concealed by the setting sun of Sun Hao’s body. "Xiaoqiong is most proud of having her brother in those years. I am full of hope to think of her brother. Being ordinary and accompanying her brother for hundreds of years is Xiaoqiong’s greatest happiness in this life."
Corleone’s arms are not tight. "Joan"
Wang Qiong’s face is full of happiness. "I can accompany you. Xiaoqiong is very satisfied. I tell you that Xiaoqiong will go that way in life, but Xiaoqiong can’t. But you have to remember that Xiaoqiong doesn’t want you to be as worried as Ziyan’s sister-in-law died for decades, which will break Xiaoqiong’s mood …"
Corleone’s body froze slightly. "Brother Joan is white."
Stretched out some wrinkles and calluses, but still soft hands gently rubbed Corleone’s face. Wang Qiong looked at Corleone carefully and said gently, "When I first saw my brother, Joan knew that my brother was not the original brother …"
Sun Hao’s body froze slightly and said, "I am!"
Wang Qiong chuckled, "At that time, I was afraid that you would hurt my mother and me, and I was afraid that you would leave when you woke up. But then I found out that you were my brother again. You have brother memories. At that time, I read that my brother left notes and said this situation, so I really took you as my brother …"
Sun Hao, um, suddenly felt a big stone fall to the ground in his heart, a kind of real recognition from Wang Qiong, and not explaining his origin really became her brother’s relaxed feeling.
But at the same time, I saw that the white-haired Wang Qiong Sun Hao was in a sour heart.
Relying on Sun Hao’s arms, Wang Qiong’s eyes looked at the sunset as if he were talking to himself. "You are my brother, but you are different from my brother. In those years, I watched you recover a little, watching you and my care gradually regained. At that time, my heart was full of achievements and happiness. It was a moment that my generation would never forget …"
Sun Hao also remembered Wang Qiong’s careful care for himself and said softly, "Thank you, Joan. If it weren’t for Joan’s elder brother, he was absolutely not so good at that time, maybe he would be easily ill."
Wang Qiong face emerge filar silk tears "but the small fishing village is not dragon Kunpeng is to spread your wings after all, you know? The saddest and most disappointing time in my life is when you are about to leave, because I know that once you leave, you will no longer belong to the king village. Some unrealistic fantasies in my heart will eventually burst like bubbles in the sea. "
Corleone slightly one leng holding Wang Qiong hand tight a tight call a "Joan".
Wang Qiong seems to recall his life with tears in his eyes.
Small fire, her shoulders sticking out small claws, silently wiping her tears.
Wang Qiong said "thank you for your small fire" and looked at Sun Haoqing again. "The most regrettable thing for Xiaoqiong’s generation is that he once married. At that time, his brother went away and his mother died. Xiaoqiong’s six gods relied on it to find someone to rely on to marry, which went against his will. I’m sorry that my brother Xiaoqiong married, but it was only after a long time that Xiaoqiong became strong that he gradually became white. Although I am a mortal, I still need to stick to it …"
Sun Hao held Wang Qiong’s eyes tightly and watched the sunset gradually falling into the horizon.
Listen to her quietly, listen to her mental journey, a real mortal will be afraid, uneasy, hesitant and choose the wrong path.
She envies her sister-in-law for her beauty.
She cherishes her time together.
She is very happy and ordinary.
Forever and ever, the heart is not old.
Things have changed and things have remained the same.
When the sun goes down, Wang Qiong’s words turn into a sentence: "I know you have feelings and intentions, and I know you will be sad and sad when I leave, but I promise you won’t let sadness dominate your will, because that’s not what I hope Xiaoqiong can leave in her arms and be full of happiness …" ~ ~
Chapter DiYiSan76 Joan tears
Dark red full autumn words ask the sunset
Sun Hao holds Wang Qiong like a stone carving every time.
The small fire body flashed back to Corleone’s shoulder, and the small claws hugged Corleone’s neck, and tears poured out in his small eyes.
Sun Hao said in his heart, "I don’t cry if I have a small fire. Joan doesn’t like it. Don’t spoil her mood."
Small fire sound out "elder brother I I …"
Words didn’t say that finish look back at Corleone arms breath Wang Qiong body flash back to sumeru condensate tower.
A huge fiery red mouse suddenly appeared in the huge wilderness and knocked forward.
Easy road lights panicked and shouted, "Don’t don’t don’t be my little ancestor. I’m not afraid of wildness enough …"
Boom, a big mouse hits the road, and the lights fly with a wry smile.
Teng Teng Teng Rat’s eyes were red and accelerated.
Sun Hao held Wang Qiong in the quiet courtyard for a long time as if Wang Qiong had fallen asleep.
The sun sets and the moon hangs high.
Corleone body slightly flash into sumeru condensate tower.
Not long after, the "smoke" tomb near the thatched cottage reappeared an ordinary tomb without fairy aura, just like a lonely mountain grave. A simple stone tablet was erected in front of the grave.
There is a very ordinary Chinese character "Joan" written by Sun Hao.
Sun Hao stood in front of the grave for a long time, and his body appeared in a flash. Outside the Sumeru condensate tower, he looked at the moon at the top of the tower.
The moon sets, the stars appear, and the sun rises.
XuanYuanHong and Shan Guan successively walked into the hospital and looked around and found the pagoda Sun Hao.
Guan Guan opened her mouth to call XuanYuanHong and said softly, "Leave her alone."
A little girl asked, "Sister Hong, can’t we do something?"