After going through the journey of life, the vicissitudes of life will make everyone hesitate, sad, the bitter rain, cold flute, and the sadness of the moon set and crows crying. However, limited life does not allow us to squander the bitterness, sweetness and sourness of life. Only after experiencing the bitterness of wind, cold and haze can we break out of our cocoon on sunny days. Life is actually very simple. If you like, fight for what you get, cherish what you get, and forget what you lose.

The so-called "I can't drop all the blood and tears of lovesickness throw red beans, and the spring willows and spring flowers bloom all over the painting building. After the wind and rain and dusk, I can't forget the new sorrows and old sorrows, I can't swallow the jade grains and the golden water chestnuts choke my throat, and I can't see the diamond glasses to describe thinness. Drink a glass of bitter wine of lovesickness, which turns into blood and tears, and I have a glimpse of no regrets, and it's a flash in the pan.

Therefore, it doesn’t matter what the meaning of life is. In fact, living is really a beautiful thing. It doesn’t matter how beautiful the scenery is or how spectacular the process is, but rather who you meet and be warmed up, it’s enough to be together until you grow old.

Hong Ling'er smiled sweetly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. But at this moment, she met him, hugged him, breathing and breathing blended, and her skin was close to her. He felt like the spring wind, light and stretched.

"Maybe I am a cat that has gone through countless reincarnations. Each reincarnation is thinking about the meaning of its existence until I meet you." Hong Ling'er said softly.

In this life, I am guarding a flower field of love, waiting for you to get drunk with a gorgeous joy in the world. Write a simple and elegant ink-wash attachment, holding the jade with a soft hand, and a beautiful figure flying, waiting for you to come quietly, love is pouring into this life, and fragrance of my life.

Thousand years of reincarnation, just to write the heart for this life, and to express love words in a thousand words, it is worse than to be by your side.

Hong Ling'er was immersed in Lin Yu's warm arms, but suddenly she seemed to remember something important, and suddenly broke away from Lin Yu's arms. She said anxiously: "Young Master, did Ling'er cherish the brocade handwriting that Ling'er gave you a few days ago?"

Lin Yu nodded and smiled, "I will naturally be careful to keep the things you gave me."

The brocade handkerchief was placed in Lin Yu's room. After all, it was a bit strange for a big man to stay on him all day.

Hong Ling'er smiled faintly, but her pretty face showed an extremely serious look, and she said softly: "Young Master, can you promise Ling'er something?"

"Not to mention one thing, even ten things, even if I want the natural moon, I will find a way to help you pick it off." Seeing Hong Lian'er's face so serious, Lin Yu joked to ease the atmosphere.

Hong Ling'er was very moved, but she shook her head quickly and said anxiously: "I heard that the young master was preparing to attend the Imperial City Poetry Conference. You must remember Ling'er's advice: The young master must carry the brocade plaid on the Imperial City Poetry Conference. If... if there is any danger, the young master remembers to wear the brocade plaid on his hand."

Lin Yu gently scraped her nose and smiled and said, "How could a dangerous thing happen if there are heavy troops in the Imperial City Poetry?"

Hong Ling'er shook her head quickly and said, "Anyway, the young master remembers Ling'er's words. I remember to carry the brocade placard on my body that day, just treat it as Ling'er willful and noisy young master once."

This was the first time Lin Yu saw Hong Ling'er being so excited, so he smiled and said, "I will take care of it with you and secretly make a copy on it. If you can't tell the poem at the poetry meeting, you can also take a look at the brocade handkerchief."

Hong Ling'er's face turned slightly red: "Young master, you are making fun of Ling'er again!"

Lin Yu smiled, but looked at Hong Ling'er and thoughtful. She knew that Hong Ling'er was indifferent and was extremely careful when encountering things, and did everything with purpose. There must be some reason for her to give the brocade handkerchief to herself, but Ling'er was not easy to tell him.

Hong Ling'er was panicked. Seeing that Tang Yu finally agreed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps because she was about to leave Yihongyuan, Hong Ling'er's emotions gradually began to change.

The sound of rain outside is so thin and dense, like the thoughts deep in the human heart, strands and connections, and is quite difficult to grasp. It is like the waves reflected by the moonlight, sparkling, bright and shining like snow.

There is still some time before dawn.

The candlelight was soft and the stars were dotted. Lin Yu suddenly laughed and said, "Ling'er, it's raining outside now, are you... cold?"

Hong Ling'er's face turned slightly red, as if she was thinking about something, she deliberately said, "Ling'er is not cold."

"No, you're cold."

Lin Yu hugged Hong Ling'er and said softly: "I feel a little cold now."

Hong Ling'er was wearing red clothes and found Lin Yu's eyes hot, his heart beat faster, his pretty face blushed, and he bit his red lips and said, "Young master, what are you looking at... Ling'er is not a casual girl, you can't just watch casually."

This was obviously done on purpose. After all, when he just entered the door, Hong Ling'er was not ordinary casual.

Lin Yu leaned against her ear and smiled, "I'm not a casual person either..."

He took advantage of the opportunity to hug Hong Ling'er tightly, and the two of them walked down the bed. Hong Ling'er was a little nervous, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see Lin Yu doing anything. She seemed to think of something in her heart. Yes, this is Lin Yu's personality, she only talks about herself, but she really touches her.

"Young master, you can..." Hong Ling'er bit her red lips and said.

After saying that without taking her, Lin Yu suddenly said, "Can you not leave..."

Hong Ling'er's delicate body trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes were covered with mist again, and she said, "Don't worry, young master, at least a few days or a few years, Ling'er will definitely return to the young master."

Lin Yu said, "If you have any grievances in your heart, remember to tell me the famous saying. If someone orders you to do what you don't like, you should also tell me that I am the son of a general. If someone dares to touch you, I will take countless generals to flatten his place."

Hong Ling'er was moved and said, "Young master is such a big playboy."

Lin Yu smiled and said, "It's okay if you can please your wife, no matter how dandy you are."

Hong Ling'er's face was bloody. Lin Yu knew she was shy and laughed with shamelessness, "Slip, slip of the tongue. Ling'er is still a big girl like a flower. I can't lose Ling'er's reputation, otherwise Ling'er will not be able to get married in the future."

In the darkness, crystal tears flowed down. Hong Ling'er nipped her silver teeth lightly, her face turned red, and the tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks one by one. Lin Yu was slightly panicked and said hurriedly: "I'm joking with you."

Hong Ling'er looked up at Lin Yu and said seriously: "I... I am serious."

She took the initiative to bury her head on Lin Yu's chest, tears soaked his chest, and said what she said in her heart. Hong Ling'er was extremely shy.

Lin Yu smiled bitterly in his heart. He had known that he would not say those words as heroes. Now he could only hold on to him, but he couldn't bear to "hurt" the girl in his arms.

I'm afraid I'm going to see Mr. Liu Xiahui tonight.

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