Midnight marriage: My husband is a ghost

Chapter 230
Judge Lu quietly watched the stubborn girl in front of him walk forward step by step, and he felt deeply powerless.

He knew that this stubborn girl might disappear here forever, and no one could save her.

Ye Zhenzhen's back was outside Judge Lu's world.There is only silence here.Fear like never before.

Live quietly, grow old slowly, face life and death, who has never experienced it, look up at the sky, and despise life.Happiness doesn't stop there.

A little lonely, he didn't know what to say, let her pass away silently.

At this time, every time Ye Zhenzhen takes a step, she will deeply feel the feeling of piercing into her heart and the pain in her heart, but there is always a voice in her heart that is constantly admonishing herself, don't give up, resolutely don't just take it so easily Give up, one thing, if you stick to it, there will be unexpected gains and results.

The flowers on the other side are already in full bloom, but Judge Lu still holds his head and watches the time grow old.

Looking at her going back, the corners of Judge Lu's eyes were wet, and the tears kept streaming down, feeling like his heart was about to break!

Messy thoughts form a net, the net gets tighter and tighter, reaching the heart, after a dull pain, I just give up.

To experience this feeling once in a lifetime, the purpose is just to listen to the sound of flowers blooming, to see the silence of flowers falling, and then to wait. It may not be easy; but it is easy to hurt.

Vaguely, Judge Lu seemed to see the fiery red manjusawa. If he knew that the flowers and leaves would never meet again, would he choose to stick to it on the other side?

Accompanied by the cold wind that is not intoxicating and everyone is intoxicated, I asked myself softly at this moment, is this fate and separation really so cruel, turning the thoughts of the past into nothing but sighs for a lifetime.

Sighing up to the sky, looking at the moon, the stars twinkle through the years, the long white feathers break this relationship, the years go away and melt away, every step of the way hurts a new chapter, the prosperity is gone, the world of mortals is broken, the flowers of life and death are separated!Falling flowers follow the flow, lovesickness and sorrow continue, this life is spent on a railing, and dreams of floating life!

Due to his status, Judge Lu could not accompany Ye Zhenzhen. If he followed, it would inevitably implicate many colleagues who worked together in the underworld.

Meet, there will be no deliberate.Acquaintances should not be hypocritical.We know each other well, and we are even more taboo to point out each other.Otherwise, the original opportunity of Zen Splash will start to toss endlessly.In the end, it was nothing more than a provocative provocation to each other.For someone's passer-by, for whose nightmare, they walked away.Only the bravery that was too late to use and the past that was abandoned were left.

Go forward, don't stand and watch from afar!Ye Zhenzhen, I believe you can find your direction.Those emotions, those past events, are no longer so important, as long as they have truly existed in life, why should they care too much?Let yourself be so bitter, so tired?Everything is due to fate, and many things are already doomed in the dark, so there is no need to be surprised, let alone be sad and emotional...

Heart trembling slightly, faintly aching.Uncontrollable beauty and depression are like life, like love, all the way through sunshine, wind, rain and frost, all are unpredictable praises of life.

Natural indifference and retreat lead to loneliness for half a lifetime, carrying the world of heaven and earth to stick to a clear dream, filtering out those curious or distressed eyes, resisting the hustle and bustle of the world, sticking to the coolness and freshness, even if the eyebrows, pupils, skin and face It is full of traces of loneliness, still proudly alienated.

Few thoughts, who will send the breeze and the moonlight.Once upon a time, I yearned for the sunflower to be as bright, warm, and forever towards the wonderful reincarnation of sunrise and sunset.After all, I still couldn't resist the invasion of my heart that was haunted by melancholy.Sprinkle the wine in the wind with the full of pride that no one tells, look around how many times of silent silence, listen to the lonely and delicate rhythm with plain paper in hand, turn around only, and embrace in desolation.

The Buddha said: The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and you will be right when you turn your head.The eyes are full of desolation, the cold court is passing away, silently bowing my head and praying devoutly for the former each other, but where will the happiness be in the future? For a while, I fell into heavy worry.

The strong wind blows, the tragic song is long, the youth is boundless, how many sighs.Monopolizing a volume of sutras and Sanskrit sounds, pointing to that section of sealed pain from a distance, hidden with mountains, deserted with water, and the strings of the beautiful and beautiful years, singing a long song of long-term lovesickness in the criss-crossed fields.

The other shore flower is beautiful and sad.Everyone, in this life, will always miss a lot of people.Miss love, miss friendship, miss meeting.The flowers on the other side bloom, but the flowers do not see the leaves, and the leaves do not see the flowers.However, it is not necessarily sad.How could there be so many regrets if we never met.One flower, one world, one tree, one bodhi.The flowers bloom and wither, and the tide ebbs and flows.

If every butterfly is the soul of a flower, every reincarnation is just to find the grateful destination deep in my heart.Then, in the next life, let me look for you, let my eyes see through your happiness and sorrow, and promise you a prosperous Tang Dynasty in tears.Seeing each other again, I only wish to smile at each other, say a light and shallow long time no see, do everything I can, and sing a song for each other for a long time.

In fact, everyone's life is not perfect, so there will be more or less sad times in everyone's life.Sadness is an inexplicable sourness of the soul and a touching beauty.

Judge Lu may not even know that he fell in love with the girl in front of him at that moment. From the first time he saw her to now, all the experiences of the two of them have passed through his heart .

The endless scenery, the endless sadness, the endless love, the unforgettable memories, the endless burden, the endless touching and the endless lovesickness are all condensed in the teardrops, Turn into the rain of lovesickness!
Just like that, Ye Zhenzhen's back slowly disappeared from Judge Lu's eyes, and there was only white mist left in Judge Lu's eyes.

The mist was like a slowly rising veil, elegant and graceful, covering her figure, covering the flowing, gauze-like air, which could be cloud, smoke, or fog.

The silent mist cannot be pulled away.If you can't tear it apart, all the scenes are confused and confused, seeming to be true or false.

Although the last section of the road is very close, it still feels very far away to Ye Zhenzhen. The feeling of pain into the soul makes her very uncomfortable.

She embarked on the road leading to the Nantian Gate, and there may be a beautiful scenery ahead, or an abyss that will never return, all of which are unknown to Ye Zhenzhen.

(End of this chapter)