Secondary Personality Princess

Qian Sangsang thinks that even if he lacks exercise, he won't have such a big gap with a person who has passed the age of rarity. But it doesn't seem like the time to worry about this. That person is much better than he thought.

Although it's surprising, it's also beneficial. It can be regarded as a result of my own worries. Because Qian Sangsang's own ability is not particularly strong, let alone bring a 70 year old to climb the mountain, even he is very reluctant.

It's hard to say, who knows if the road will be more dangerous in the future. In case of an accident happened to a careless man, how should Qian Sangsang face his family and the grievances around him for the rest of his life.

Things have gone to a very bad situation. Fortunately, it's not irreparable. "Old man, old man. You know Han Mo, he... " Qian Sangsang looked at the figure of the man in front of him. Without much thinking, he began to call each other.

But when the man heard the voice and stopped, he didn't know what to say. For a long time, I have not been able to answer any questions. What do I want to ask, and in what capacity do I want to ask these questions.

Ask this person if Han Mo really loves himself so much, for an antidote that maybe doesn't exist. No matter what the answer to such a question is, it makes people feel sad.

In front of this woman's eyes, there seemed to be a thousand words hidden, but not a word could be said. The old doctor with white beard looked at him gently, as if he was hesitating. After a period of hesitation, he suddenly decided what he wanted to do.

"Child." The old man found a big clean stone and sat down slowly. He spoke slowly and kindly. "In fact, he is not tired, but he is really tired to see Qian Sangsang, so he kindly finds an excuse for him to have a rest.

Although Han Mo has set out, it will not count that the time is less than the time of crisis. The old man knows that he is safe for the time being. On the contrary, Qian Sangsang is the one who needs to be more concerned, and her memory is missing now.

In order not to let it chaos, need a little time to think clearly and know what to do. What's more, the old man doesn't want Han Mo's sincerity. At last, it can only dissipate in the air. It's good to at least reveal a little bit to the other party.

Hesitated for so long, just don't know how to say, these words are a person has been holding the heart, how to convey to another person. It's very distressing. Fortunately, the old doctor has lived for many years.

He has traveled all over the country to diagnose and treat many people. He has seen all kinds of people, good and bad. Some of them are good at first, and then they are bad. Some of them are bad at first, and then they get better. Over and over again, there are all kinds of things in the world.

This matter in front of me may be fooled casually and then I will go back. For the old doctor, it's just a passing cloud. But he doesn't want to and can't. for him, a small thing may be a big event that subverts his life for others.

Now that I know the whole truth of this matter, I can help you. "Young man, you repeatedly asked me not to tell the truth of the matter. I'm sorry, I may have to break my promise a little bit."

Thinking of the man's decision before he left, the old doctor felt that he was right though he felt a little sorry for him. "Do you know, girl?" Seeing that the old doctor sat down and had a rest, Qian sang felt tired.

So regardless of whether it's clean or not, he will sit cross legged in a dry place and listen to the man with his neck raised. The voice of the old man is that the old man takes me, but it contains deep meaning. He has traveled all over the world and naturally has a unique view on things.

"All things in this world have their own reasons, but this love is different. He's so ethereal that no one can grasp him. "

There is no concrete standard for love. It is impossible to measure more or less.

"But I hope you believe that no matter how ethereal it is, it is real. You can use your heart to feel it slowly, calm down and think about it, then you will know what you really want. "

Qian Sangsang looked at the man in front of him. He seemed to understand what the man was saying, but he didn't seem to understand. And the old man would not continue to say anything. "You will understand one day." Point to the extreme, is the old doctor to Han Mo's request to keep the bottom line.

Still confused, Qian Sangsang stood up and patted the grass and dust on his body. She really doesn't know the whole story now, and she is still vague about the future of this matter.

However, he heard one point clearly. He agreed with the old man in front of him. Think about it quietly and follow your heart. Maybe one day you can find what he really wants to do.

But now, she only knows that she wants that person and wants him to come back to her side safely. Bring that person back, and they can find the direction and go on the road together.

Fang Fang sat on the other side of Jiangmen language, listening to the man telling his story, quietly listening to what happened to her and the girl. Those past swords, strange world, experienced tragic despair and pain.The only light in the world of Jiangmen language is Korean. In front of Korean, he can talk about his own things very relaxed, and he doesn't have to suppress his personality. In the past, all the helplessness and uneasiness entangled the Jiangmen language and was moved away by the Korean language.

"But I lost it in the end. It was my own fault." Jiangmen language said gently. This ordinary but faintly repressed pain caused the resonance of Fang Fang and made his heart ache.

Yes, I don't know how many people have made such mistakes. Mingming was luckier than many people when he found the love of his life earlier, but he made the mistake that young people would make, and he didn't know how to cherish it. All naive thought, that person will always be in place.

It was inadvertently that I lost the man for other more important things. When he came back, it would have been too late.

Jiangmen language gently sighed, hands keep fiddling with something. Her hands around a green emerald, shining light, looks very unusual. If it's just jade, it's nothing special.

For those who don't care about their belongings, it's just an ordinary stone. And this one looks really chic, with only a little red in the middle of the bright green.

Red is more vivid in the reflection of green, like the most lethal point of blood on the heart.