However, young people have no scruples about it. All these things are in accordance with their original intention.

After a long time, he said slowly, "I don't like here at all. I tell you, you haven't seen the world I live in. There, everything is free and everyone is equal. There is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. If you have a chance to see it, you will certainly like it

"It's not like here. I'm not allowed to do anything. You know, I really want to go back, but I really can't go back... "

Young words seem to think of something in general, the bottom of my heart somewhere, some soft pain.

The stimulation of her lacrimal glands is uncomfortable.

Tears along the corner of the eye, unconsciously fell down.

Young words will slowly shrink into a small group, arms around their knees.

It's a very insecure posture.

Looking at Jun Ling's eyes, a burst of sour.

The next moment, finally is some can't help, raise a hand, will her whole person all give in the bosom.

Voice with a bit of coax comfort, "Qingci, there is really no point here, is it worth your nostalgia?"

This embrace.

Warm, it seems not so annoying

Young words are held by people, subconsciously it is this feeling.

It happened that she wanted to find something to lie on, but it was not suitable anywhere.

Then he fell into the arms.

It took a long time to reflect. What was the question in front of me.

It seems to be very hard to think for a long time.

After a long time, he slowly shook his head and said, "no I just want to go back. But I can't go back. "

At the moment, young words, as if in a temper, she wants things, want the results can not get.

I can only complain here.

No, nothing.

Jun Ling's heart seems to have been torn by something. It's hard.

But clearly know, I am afraid this time, he has only one chance.

If you can't ask, there will always be only this knot between him and Qingci.

"Here, there is no one you like, or something that you are willing to stay? You think about it. There must be some... " Jun Ling's deep and pleasant voice rang out in the ears of young words.

It seems to be with a slight magic.

I typed back the concrete tone of the young CI just now.

He was really stunned and surprised.

Is it true that there is no one, or is it something that makes her nostalgic?

It seems that there is such a

But that was a long time ago.

The young man raised his hand subconsciously, stroked his chest, and unconsciously murmured, "here, a little pain..."

A simple sentence, but suddenly let Jun Ling face big change.

Subconsciously, he brushed all the wine jars in his hand, and carefully protected the young man in his arms. His face turned white, "where does it hurt? Is it my heart?"? Qingci, I, I'll take you to find Yunan Zhuo. "

It can be said that the palpitation in his youth left a strong psychological shadow on him.

However, young CI seems to have some consciousness, looking at the person in front of her in a hurry to pick her up, feeling very uncomfortable, some reluctant, "you stupid What I said about the pain here is to answer the question you just asked

Young words in Jun Ling's arms a little bit struggling, "you put me down, I don't want to go back. Here, here it's great I'm not going. "

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