Before he knew it, Song Jingran came to Qingpin Garden. Under the dim light in the house, Lin Xuan'er's thin figure was sitting. He stared at him for a long time. Faced with so much hurt in the past, he had no face to face her anymore. If he lost her, it would be considered a punishment for his past. He was willing to look at her like this and wait for her for the rest of his life.

Lin Xuan'er sat in the room, staring at the pear blossom hairpin in her hand stupidly, as if she was immersed in the time of her youth; a "whirring" cold wind blew through outside the room. Looking at the slightly opened window ridge, a cold air rolled in.

The cold air is far less than the coolness in her heart. The slightly opened window ridge has an inexplicable magic that attracts her footsteps; through the window ridge, looking at the dark night, a familiar figure under the light shadow, deeply reflected in her eyes. The moment the eyes touch each other, their hearts seemed to be lingering together. Lin Xuan'er couldn't help but stretch out his hand to him. Perhaps, this is the heart-to-heart mutual.

Song Jingran threw away all his self-blame and guilt. At this time, he just wanted to hold her and give her a lifetime of care. He couldn't help but exert force on his feet, jumped into the window, and stood accurately in front of her.

"Xuan'er..." Song Jingran's affectionate eyes were filled with red blood. He said too much, but he didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Lin Xuan'er tiptoed and wrapped her arms around his neck. She gave her lip and didn't want to leave a rational thought to face it. She knew that this time, maybe it was their last time to meet with deep love.

Song Jingran seemed a little slow to her actions. With her guidance, he gradually entered the state. They were affectionate and entangled, as if they were about to swallow each other into their stomachs.

Lin Xuan'er was a little confused and intrigued. She was tearing his clothes and letting her sink completely on the last night.

"Xuan'er..." Song Jingran grabbed her hand and looked at her with some concern but uncertainty. Why was she suddenly so abnormal? He was worried in his heart.

Lin Xuan'er stood on tiptoe again and kissed his lip. Even if he had thousands of words, she would not give him a chance to say it tonight, because she knew that no matter how many words she said, it would only deepen the pain between them.

Lin Xuan'er kissed her shamelessly, and Song Jingran was like a ball of fire, ignited by her again and again.

Lin Xuan'er stared at the face in front of her in a daze, as if she had regained a trace of reason. Why did his love come so late? Why did they become strangers after tonight? Why did the people they love are hard to stay with each other? How many whys... She actually dripped a drop of crystal tears.

Song Jingran looked up and kissed her violently, although he didn't know why she was sad. At this moment, he just wanted to give her all his life's love.

Lin Xuan'er abandoned all her thoughts and kissed his body again. She wanted to leave her mark on every part of his body;

Even if Song Jingran had many worries, she would have disappeared from her kiss.

Long time -

Both of them were lying on the bed tiredly. Song Jingran turned his head and looked at Lin Xuan'er. Seeing that she was a little lost, she whispered, "Xuan'er..."

Lin Xuan'er was still dazed at the roof. She just let out a slight "um" and all her thoughts appeared in her mind again. Although she was unwilling to face it, she still kept appearing in her mind.

Song Jingran was brewing for a long time and finally asked, "Do you still hate me?" He remembered that she had said she hated him, although, she should hate him.

Lin Xuan'er turned to look at him, and she asked herself in her heart. Do you still hate him? Maybe she hated him. But from now on, she no longer hates him. Instead, he will hate herself.

Song Jingran looked at her and took her into her arms. "I'm sorry, I used to be bad. I killed our children."

Lin Xuan'er hugged him back and felt his voice choking. Her heart was like a twist again.

"Xuan'er, forgive me! Don't leave me again. I don't want to lose you again." Song Jingran's affectionate eyes flashed with tears. She was his first woman to cry. And she deserved the precious tears he shed.

"Brother Ran..." Lin Xuan'er looked up and kissed the tears on his cheek. Why did he understand everything at this time and why they always come so late.

"Xuan'er, as long as you want, we will leave here. We can have many children. I will not let you do so much for me again. I will use the second half of my life to protect you and accompany you through every flower blooming and falling." Song Jingran looked at her like a child, and found his irrational words at all.

Lin Xuan'er shook her head, her eyes shining with crystal tears. "As long as you remember, no matter what I did, it's because I love you."

Lin Xuan'er said, covering his lips again. She could not give him a chance to speak. She was afraid that she would not be able to resist his affection and could not leave it to him for the rest of her life.

Song Jingran recalled her last words and was immersed under her soft lips.

The sky gradually shines. Lin Xuan'er woke up in his warm arms. Looking at his sleeping face, the corners of his mouth were inadvertently raised. He thought that everything came too late and that he was about to separate. His heart seemed to be curled up. Why did it always come so late? Why did they never get the chance? Too many whys. No one could give her the answer she wanted;

Her tears dripped down her eyelashes onto his jade face, but she didn't wipe it away. She leaned against his chest and said softly. "Walk out of here, you will hate me. After today, you will forget me."

I don’t know if I felt her movements or heard her words. Song Jingran’s eyelashes were slightly inciting and holding her tightly in his arms. No matter how many words he said, he couldn’t snuggle with him at this moment.

The next morning, Song Jingran left reluctantly. Because he was worried that others would see him, he still chose to leave through the window. The pear blossom hairpin on the ground in front of the window attracted his attention. In order not to wake her to fall asleep, he put the pear blossom hairpin in his arms and left.

Lin Xuan'er looked at his departure back silently, curled in the bed, and thrust silently;

It was not until dawn that she calmed down her deep emotions. From then on, her pain only belonged to this room. Walking out of this door, she was no longer the Lin Xuaner he used to be.

Dark Soul and Cui'er were in the garden, as if they were making some breakfast. Seeing Lin Xuan'er coming out of the house, Dark Soul glanced at her, picked up the medicine juice on the side, walked in front of her, and said with a smile, "Look, you are not in good shape recently. I have boiled some medicine to condition it."

Lin Xuan'er's red and swollen eyes looked at the juice of the decoction, and then looked at Dark Soul. He took the medicine casually. Recently, he sneered. If she was not wrong, this bowl of medicine should be the medicine of contraceptives. Because she knew that Dark Soul would never leave any mistakes when doing things;

Song Jingran suddenly appeared last night, probably because she learned everything from Dark Soul. Since she wanted to choose to separate, she drank the medicine cleanly. The originally bitter medicine juice had no sense of taste. The originally painful heart began to become numb.
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