Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 237, Mrs. Xiang
With the sound of the majestic electronic sound, a white cold light appeared in the heart, it appeared when the love first sprouted, and when the relationship with his wife was first formed in the memory.

Young men and women met unexpectedly in the acid rain. She was carrying a schoolbag and holding an umbrella, and he looked like a tough guy with wet hair.

"What a beautiful girl, every frown and smile is in my heart." The boy couldn't help thinking, but the next moment he had a thought, "It's a pity that she is an oriental girl, orientals are too bad..."

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In class, she stood up and introduced her favorite sentence with a smile: Chu Xiangchun Yueting, Wu Shiqing is strong.

He couldn't help but be born in his heart. This is the idea of ​​a broken poem written by a third-rate poet.

But due to the liking for people that he didn't know when, he pretended to be happy on his face.

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"Hi, my name is Chu Xiang."

"Really? What a coincidence, my name is Wu Chunyue, and our names happen to be in that poem."

"I am the fragrance of spices..."

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I woke up in a blink of an eye, and searched my memory anxiously.

But after thinking about it, I didn't find any problems, nothing missing, and no inconsistencies.

My parents, my wife and children, my affection for them is still there.

Parents and children, I worry about them.

My wife has no identity in my heart. She is still one of my closest and dearest people, a part of my life, and an inseparable part forever.

I still feel warm and happy when I think of her.

You said why didn't your heart beat faster when you think of it, and you smile without realizing it?That's just an illusion of hormones, no normal person would do that.

The destiny of love is family affection.

All lovers will inevitably experience feelings from enthusiasm to coldness, sometimes disgust, then flatness, and finally become a habit. This is normal for me, and anyone who has been married knows it.

You ask me why I burst into tears?
I don't know why, maybe because I forgot something...

what is it?

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Then I don't know how long it took, after the spirit recovered and healed again, Taoist Lu Ya appeared again.

When I saw 'him' I knew another operation was about to begin.

Still in the 'big data starry sky visualization room', precious memories are scattered in the universe starry sky.

One sentence 'please turn around baby'.

The white light of the knife swirled in his thoughts.

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At the earliest time, looking at my mother, seeing the beautiful sisters in the street wearing skirts, looking at the carefully designed patterns, looking at the beautiful colors, I thought it was really good.

When I touched the stockings for the first time, I felt the elastic touch far beyond the skin, and I couldn't help but think that if I wear them on the body, it must be very comfortable.

The bright lipstick set off the white skin is simply touching people's hearts.

The graceful and elegant lines on women are really enviable...

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Then I woke up again, I still didn't feel any change, it was not the same as before, I was still me.

After returning to the floor where I lived, I took a shower first. I had to take a shower because I was sweaty because of the memories.

After finishing the work, I came to the cloakroom and prepared to change clothes, which was fine.

Looking at the whole row of pajamas in the big wardrobe, I rummaged through it and chose one with embroidery patterns and a belt, because the silk pajamas were comfortable to wear.

Then I looked in the mirror, the clothes were quite decent, but I found a pimple on my face, probably because of long-term endocrine disorders, the red pimple was very conspicuous.

So he couldn't help frowning, went to the bathroom, picked up the foundation from the makeup box on the sink to cover it up.

I'm really not a pretentious person, it's just because this kind of decent attire is a kind of etiquette for others.

I put on foundation and put on lipstick so as not to look weird.

It's normal to be like this, but I feel that the person in the mirror is so strange, what am I doing?
Turn on the faucet to wash off those nasty makeup, but what does that mean?
He was stunned there as if frozen, and after an unknown period of time, the water in the washbasin overflowed and stayed on his feet, and then he came back to his senses.

I stuffed my face into the washbasin, let the cold water stimulate my brain, let myself fall into the hypoxia little by little, and feel the feeling of near death caused by suffocation.

It was not until a certain dangerous limit that it broke free from the water.

Panting heavily, feeling the tingling of the air entering the lungs, I couldn't help but feel really peaceful in my heart.

I leaned on the sink and looked at the person in the mirror.

The large silk embroidered pajamas were attached to the body, half-covering and half-revealing Fengyun's body, allowing drops of water to drip from the tips of her hair and chin.

The transition of the porcelain-white neck is very even, and the black hair is pillowed on the back of the head, fully revealing the delicate oval face like a jade carving, dotted with water droplets that have not been wiped, like a lotus emerging from water.

Looking at this extremely strange person.

I couldn't help asking: "Who are you?"

"Of course you are my Mrs. Xiang."

The man's magnetic voice came from behind.

He walked in smiling, looking at me like I was looking at a work of art.

He walked behind me and put his arms around my waist, buried his face in his hair, and took a greedy breath.

"Well, it should be Mrs. Xiang."

Seeing that I was puzzled, the man explained, "Recently, a newcomer appeared in the music world. He used the ancient poem "Nine Songs" as the bone, and recreated it as a fu. I heard that I liked it very much. The fate between us makes me compare you with this."

It turned out to be "Mrs. Xiang", and I knew about it. Although "Nine Songs" is a very rare poem nowadays, I knew a little bit by accident.

Because this is originally an ancient song from my wife's hometown, a song made by Chu people to sacrifice to natural customs.

We became acquainted because of Chu Ci, naturally... well, no, why did we become acquainted because of Chu Ci?I don't seem to like Chu Ci very much, but why do I remember so much?Maybe it's because my wife often reads it.

Anyway, in my memory, among the 11 chapters of "Nine Songs", my wife and I love to worship "Xiang Jun" and "Xiang Madam", the god of Xiangshui.

One is because the wife's hometown is located on the banks of the Xiangjiang River.

At the same time, it is also because these two gods are a loving and lingering couple.

When we were passionately in love, we often recited poems to each other like the real Xiangjun and Mrs. Xiang.

Just as I was remembering, the sound of silk and bamboo suddenly sounded, hitting my heart, and then a magnetic male voice sang along with the song, and it was the Buddha behind me who sang "Mrs. Xiang" in a special tune.

"The emperor descended to Beizhu, and his eyes were filled with sorrow."

"The autumn wind curls up, and the waves in Dongting come under the leaves."

"Climb the white and look forward, and the good times come and go."

"Where is the bird in the apple, what is the bird in the wood?"

"Yuan has Zhi, Li has orchid, and Mr. Si dare not speak."

"Looking from a distance in the desert, watching the flowing water and gurgling."

"Why do moose eat in the courtyard? Why are Jiaos born in Xishui?"

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　The feminization behavior shown before was intentionally described, because the hormones in the body have changed. Let me explain here, it would be unreasonable to write otherwise.

　　Finally, Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang wrote it together this time, so it may feel like the dream is a little longer, but it is coming soon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)