On one hundred ways of acting like a baby

Deep love, how can it easily dissipate?

Yu Lingguang didn't understand.

Day and night, it's difficult to sleep because of deep thinking, gently covering the eyelids, the lively and lovely lady Koudan is vivid in the dream, smiling at him, annoyed at him, as if she was real; she opened her eyes and saw her pale face with long bags under the eyes, haggard like an orphan //Soul//Wild//Ghost, only one breath left to hang in the world.

So he spent his whole life and couldn't understand it.

"... Once upon a time, I refused the emperor's solicitation, saying that my ambition was not in official career or family, but in the mountains and rivers alone. But now, I am living so unhappy..."

A short laugh escaped his throat, and Yu Lingguang didn't know who to laugh at.

In the past, the high-ranking Wang asked in the palace test: Layman Hezhu swore to be a recluse and solitary person, why did he want to obtain fame?

He replied: For a woman.

woman?

The emperor slapped his knees and laughed loudly: I don't know how this woman can seduce your heart?Do you have more insight and heart than you?

He replied: It's just a rough//wild//woman, with no talent and incompetence.

However, a woman with no talent and no morals coincided with the twelfth lunar month and danced like a fire roasting her heart. The warm and burning sensation bound him tightly like a rope, and it was difficult to break free.

The friend snickered: You are as pure-hearted as you are, but you will also be moved by Qingcheng's beauty. It seems that most men in the world judge people by their appearance, with rare exceptions.

Yu Lingguang didn't know if the hot blood only came from the beautiful skin, and he was even more confused about how such a shallow love could cause people such pain?Follow him like a shadow, making him happy for a moment and miserable for the rest of his life.

He raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and raised a smile, as vain as if floating on a painting.

"Is my affection useless, or is she ruthless?"

Yu Lingguang asked Yue a question, but got no response.

"Why don't you let it go?" the maid asked back.She is Kou Dan's personal maid, quite talented, somewhat more heart-warming than Kou Dan, and often comes to the gazebo to have heart-to-heart talks with him.

"How can...let it go?"

Put it down, these two words rolled in the throat like a sharp knife piercing the throat.So, how to let go?

"I'm always unwilling." Yu Lingguang propped his forehead weakly, his eyes blurred, and murmured: "I'm always unwilling. She and I were in love with each other. We were married in April when our love was at its peak, but she—— —”

"I don't believe it! I don't believe that she turned her face and refused to recognize anyone!"

In March, he didn't believe it.

In April, Kou Dan got rid of his tiredness, and looked at the mirror every day to dress up. The flowers//twigs//strokes// unfolded like a butterfly, flying gracefully into the arms of other men.

"Why do you do this?! Why do you//practice// yourself!"