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She went in and out several times, and insisted on submerging in cold water, not afraid of catching a cold and getting sick. In addition, she had some understanding of the onset process of chun//medicine, which greatly reduced the potency of Yutangchun's medicine.

Song Ze has been waiting by the side, serving tea and water, letting her babble, even chasing people down without responding.She hadn't recovered from her illness yet, and after drinking some wine, she became drowsy, and when it was almost dawn, she couldn't hold on anymore, and Song Jie, who had been tossing all night and was about to collapse, was pushed down on the couch.

"Go to sleep, the most uncomfortable time is over, you don't need to look at it. You are still sick, what should you do if it gets worse." Softly, with a bit of hoarseness restrained to the extreme, this is Song Jie all night The best sentence ever.Considering that most of the medicine's effects were gone, and the rest was no longer enough to pose a threat to her, she wiped her body and put on a clean underwear, she let out a long sigh of relief, and finally endured it, her skin wrinkled from the soak.

"Ah Bao." The drowsy man called out a name he had been holding back for a long time in a daze.

Suppressing a bit of sourness, Song Jie replied in a low voice: "Well, I'm here."

"Eleventh Mother." After receiving the long-awaited response, Song Ze subconsciously burrowed into that person, the sweet smell rooted in the depths of memory, and the comfortable embrace.

The indifferent, evasive, gentle and aggrieved Song Ze, who put down his support, is not distressing.Gently and softly place a kiss on her forehead, "Well, I'm here."

Chapter 64 Turning Point

Song woke up in Song Jie's arms. When he woke up, he didn't know where he was. He just felt that the place he was in was unprecedentedly warm. The people around him felt so familiar. There was no one else except Ah Bao, so it was natural. Gently kissed Song Jie's face, and leaned into her arms again.It was only after she woke up a little that she realized that something was wrong. She was no longer the carefree little lady of the Song family, and the one lying beside her was not a young girl lover who knew nothing about worries.

This is Chun Yulou, one of the most famous Qinlou and Chu Pavilions in Luoshui City. She is the Song family who everyone wants to have a private house, and the person next to her pillow is the mentor lady Song Shiniang.

Last night, Song Shiniang drank a jar of wine with Yutangchun in order to save her.

Yutang chun, chun//medicine.

Song Shiniang... At this moment, Song Ze was completely awake. When it was almost dawn, Song Jie said that most of the power of her medicine had dissipated, and she couldn't hold on before falling asleep.Now, what time is it now?

Listen carefully, there is no sound of music outside, and it is not night yet.

The people next to him looked tired, completely different from the radiant and glamorous look they had last night.

Why did she have to endure so hard, obviously...

Was she angry because she didn't recognize her? After what happened last night, she should know why it was inconvenient for her to recognize her again.It's not because I can't give up the bright and bright life now, but because my body is like duckweed, and I'm tired of fame.Find a place to hide with her today, within three days, you will be searched out by those lecherous and wicked villains.Want to talk about Wang Fa? She dare not think about it.Take Chen Langjun who gave the medicine yesterday as an example, she didn't hesitate at all for his reputation, and she dared not take chances if the magistrate wanted to treat him three-thirds of the time.If it's just me, alone in the world, even if I die.She couldn't ignore Song Jie.

This person, when he had no memory of his previous life, he was serious, but now he doesn't care about it.Even if you are angry, you should not make fun of your body.

Caressing Song Jie's cheeks and lips, the tenderness turned back and forth, and finally tied an unresolved knot.Song planned to take a step first, so that Song Jie would not be embarrassed to see her when he woke up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she withdrew her hand, Song Jie met her eyes. "I never thought everyone Song was this kind of person."

Song Ze paused.when did she wake up

"I slept all night, and I left without even saying hello. Even if it's a whoring, I have to pay some money." After Yutangchun got through, Song Jie was in a happy mood, which completely overwhelmed the emptiness and fatigue of desire and dissatisfaction .In the Song Dynasty, she made a big mistake and didn't have the qualities that a flower picker should have. Now that she can survive the spring//medication, her confidence has greatly increased.

Besides, Song Ze kissed her just now, and when she fell into her arms, she woke up.She likes her, no matter because of the so-called "memory of past life" or other reasons.Song is willing to get close to her and has feelings for her.

The torment last night had given her the idea to resolve this illusion as soon as possible at all costs.

No matter what method is used, no matter whether Song Ze is willing or not.

It is better to have feelings than to have no feelings.

"You're all right, but what's the matter?"

Song Jie stretched out his hand towards Song Ze, but Song Ze didn't understand what it meant, so he handed her over, and was pulled by her afterward. "do what?"

"You slept with me all night, so at least you have to let me sleep." The joking words were uttered by Song Jie's slightly hoarse voice, which was very ambiguous.

Song Ze didn't say a word, being hugged by her forcefully, he had to adjust his posture, not wanting to press her down.Unexpectedly, Song Jie made an inch and put his hand into her shirt.At first, he groped aimlessly on her back, and then used some strength and techniques.Waiting for Song felt that something was wrong, and wanted to hold her hand, but she still held her tightly. "Eleven Niang, let me go. What are you going to do?"

Song Jie didn't let go, and stopped at the place where the peaks piled up, and the last illusion was just a little bun. "What do you say?"

"The second generation is a human being, and I am in the place of fireworks, so I am used to seeing the truth and falsehood. I can still tell who has love and who has desire."

"Oh?" I didn't want Song to say such a thing, Song Jie wanted to ask her, what do I have.

"At that time, most people looked at me like Chen Langjun, a plaything, a beautiful plaything; Mr. Yu is better, and his affection is not more than one point. You, you are always three parts real with seven parts false, and sometimes twelve parts Really. Eleven Niang, I don’t understand you. Are you trying to get revenge on me for not acknowledging my past life? It’s different now, you’re not Po, and Po won’t tease me like this. Whether you want to admit it or not, you Not her."

Her Zhuang Bao is willful, and everything she does is out of love, so even though Song Ze is shy and polite, he doesn't care about her rudeness.And Song Shiniang next to her only meant frivolity.

After expressing her feelings, Song Ze took a deep breath, feeling uncomfortable in her heart.

Years of expectations have come to nothing.

In the past, she could lie to herself that that person did not have the memory of the previous life, and only she had this unique memory, but later that person had the memory of the previous life, and his words and deeds were different from the past, more affectionate and gentle, but the memory of the previous life was gone. purely.Song didn't know whether Song Jie was deceiving himself and others to maintain the illusion that she still loved her, or whether he wanted to retaliate against himself for not admitting it.

Song thought that Song Jie would deny it, and she was ready to listen to her defense.For example: two lives with different experiences, but she is still that Zhuang Bao; for example: she just survived the chun//drug; maybe she will say that she is just joking with her.

Thinking of this excuse, Song Ze couldn't help but feel bitter. This kind of thing is not a joke.

"What you said is that I'm not her." After a brief suffocating silence, Song Jie admitted frankly. "I'm not Zhuang Bao." Song Ze is Song Ze after all, with Hui Zhi Lan Xin.There was nothing she couldn't admit, she wasn't Zhuang Bao in the first place.She is Song Jie, a flower picker who wants to take her out of the illusion.

Usually when people say it is bad, no matter how thick-skinned they are, they will know to let go.Song Jie didn't let go, just stretched out her paw from her clothes, and still hugged the person beside her, tighter than before.Song Ze never broke free, closed his eyes and let her hold her.The body temperature of the two passed each other through the thin clothes, it was warm and warm, and it was desolate and desolate.At least in the understanding of Song Ze who doesn't know the reason, how desolate it is that two people who love each other deeply are separated by a lifetime.

"No matter who I am, I will hold you tightly and never let go."

Song Ze wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, tears rolled in her eyes, but she finally endured them.

After a while, she asked, "What kind of life do you want to live in the future?"

In the future, in this illusion, there is not much future, Song Jie only hopes that the wife will be peaceful and safe, and all the things that should be done will be done.As for the illusion in the future, don't be so powerless anymore.After leaving the illusion, she hoped that Song would forget everything in the illusion.Don't remember at all, so as not to settle accounts with yourself.And she herself, flattering her master, went to the Mysterious Realm to practice, and became a safe flower picker.