80 military doctor's little wife

If that's what it is, then she will.

She doesn't want to run. She doesn't want to run.

"Good," she agreed.

Qin ziye was stunned for a moment. This is the sentence that he wanted to hear most for many years. She actually agreed. He thought he would be overjoyed, and he would be overjoyed and cry. But why did he not have such feelings.

Even what he said just now seemed like an endorsement, because this was what he wanted to say to her all these years, but he never had a chance. Outside the wind is suddenly big up, but also between his forehead hair, suddenly is blunt messy up.

There was a moment of blur before his eyes, and a moment of pause in his brain.

He looked at the distance, his lips moved, but he didn't know what he was talking about?

"It's windy. We went back first. We won't go out today. You're just the right person."

"Good," Guan Jing was supported by Qin ziye, and he also put the weight of his whole body on him. The wind first disordered the two people's hair, then tightly entangled them, and then they were not separated from each other.

When the door was closed, Tang Yuxin came out,

She put her hand on her face. Unexpectedly, she didn't cry, even a drop of tears.

Maybe that's what she needs to know, maybe that's what she wants, maybe that's what she's waiting for.

And what she's waiting for.

I've given up.

She turned around and left here step by step, but no one knew whether it was her sight in front of her or it was hazy by a piece of white fog.

I heard,

It's always true at first,

Later, it will become a fake

Full of tender eyes,

It's used to be happy, not sad

I've heard that kissing is always true

But whispers are often false

Decorate the promise of love

It's a song to whine away loneliness

And she didn't look back all the way.

One floor at a time, she walked up the steps in front of her and looked at it from here. It seemed that she could see more than half of the scenery of Kyoto. At this time, Kyoto was far from the high-rise buildings, the people and the prosperity behind it. It was still immersed now. When it showed its amazing beauty, It's hard to find a blank space here.

She stretched out her hand, also clenched the front railing, and then looked down, as if it was too high, so everything in front of her seemed to become smaller.

If you jump from here, what will it be like

Break all the bones of your body,

He broke his internal organs,

It bled all over the body.

Then he fell beyond recognition.

And then she let go of her skin hand and quietly looked at everything in the distance, while her heart seemed to be hypnotized. Quiet, quiet.

Slowly, she closed her eyes, but also let the wind blow on her face, there is a unique air here, seems to have no taste, but also can smell the faint aroma.

It seems, like it's in her, and it seems like it's in someone else.

She stood like this, but she didn't know that at this time, a person had walked up the stairs, and then approached her step by step.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and the person behind her also held her tightly. She struggled violently, so she could only feel it. The person behind her had some clear breath.

"Don't move. It's all right."

The man's deep and calm voice came from behind, which also took her back for several steps. It was farther away from the front.

It's OK. The voice of a man came over her head. It's not easy to live. Don't think about it. It doesn't matter if you jump down. Death is the most stupid thing.

Tang Yuxin gave up all her struggles. She could feel that the muscles on the man behind her and the strength from his arm could tear her apart.

She breathed slowly, and so did the man.

"Excuse me..." she looked forward, and her eyes were also reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. There was wind, but everything was cold.

"Why do you think I'm committing suicide?"

"Aren't you?" The man's arm is still not let go, it seems that she will suddenly be afraid, and then jump down, and then fall to pieces.

"Sir, I didn't want to commit suicide. Tang Yuxin really couldn't laugh or cry. I just wanted to stand here and blow the wind. Didn't you see that I was far away from the front?"

The man's strength suddenly relaxed, but still did not loosen.

"How long will you take advantage of it, sir?" Tang Yuxin lowered his head, really want to pat off the pressure in his chest arm, hold where is not good, why to hold here, do not know a woman here is not random pressure, she is still developing ah, pressure is not long how to do?

Behind the man this is to find his hands, seems to be pressed on a ball of soft things, he quickly released his hand

Tang Yuxin felt that she could breathe, but she gave a wry smile. If she didn't let go, she felt that even if she didn't jump to death, she would be strangled by him.

She turned around, but when she saw the person behind her, she was stunned.

It's him.

Gu Ning.

A man's uniform, hair is combed that meticulous, skin is slightly black, was bronzed, very healthy, but also very resolute, he stood like this, seems to have not moved a, night like eyes have been watching her, seems to want to see something from her face.

Tang Yuxin couldn't laugh or cry. She just nodded her head. Also said a thank you, and then turned around, and then walked to the other side of the steps, at first she was one step down, and then she started to run forward, the faster she ran, the colder the wind on her face.

It's like dancing the melody of life, the beginning of destiny.

She looked back at the high roof. In fact, she really didn't want to commit suicide. The world may be full of all kinds of injustice, but you can't deny its beauty. How nice it is to live in such a world. Why die?

And she just wants to know what it's like to stand there, why Gu Ning likes to stand there most in his last life, whether he wants to seek death, or what he wants to remember or forget?

Now she seems to understand a little bit.

That's not to die, that's to live, that's still looking for the beauty in the world.

Although he didn't know what was in his hand, and he didn't know what it was, what he was looking for would never be a dead word.

Tang Yuxin's eyes narrowed again, which seemed to be disordered by the wind. At this time, the man stood on the roof again, just like his previous life.