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Chapter 60 Life and death together (2)

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    "Besides, there are still two hidden guards in the garden, nothing will happen." Mengdie took advantage of the momentum and put her arms around his waist again, shook her lightly twice, then suddenly raised her head and blinked, "You have breakfast  Are you done? I haven¡¯t eaten yet, I¡¯m starving to death, ask Zi Hua to bring the porridge, okay?¡±

    Finally, he sighed and stroked her long hair: "I know you can't stand someone touching them, but you also have to take care of yourself, right? If you have something to do, what should I do?"

    "Okay, I got it! This time it was all my fault, next time I will definitely" Mengdie raised her right palm to make an oath.

    However, Ling Zimo grabbed her hand: "There will be no next time!"

    Mengdie knew that his anger had subsided, and on the back of his hand holding her, she kissed lightly and smiled: "There will be no next time!"

    Ling Zimo rubbed her hair, and put his arms around her to go in.  Mengdie secretly winked at Chuchun who was waiting at the side, and Chuchun couldn't help but ran to Zi Hua.

    Ling Zimo pressed her to sit in front of the dressing table, and said with a smile, "I'll help you comb your hair."

    "Will the prince still do such a thing?" Mengdie pretended to be surprised.

    Ling Zimo seemed to snort disdainfully, picked up the wooden comb, and combed her long hair, once in a while.

    Her hair is more than three feet long, with black and thick ends, and it spreads like an unfolded fan, looking cute and cute.  Although it is long, it is soft and smooth, very easy to comb, it feels like satin in the hand, and it has a faint fragrance, Ling Zimo combed it twice, and gave a slight admiration: "Dieer, you are so beautiful!  "

    Meng Die saw Ling Zimo's soft eyes from the mirror, a little blush appeared on her pale face, and she whispered softly: "At dawn, I will be at the window to manage the temples, and at dusk we will sit together and share the setting sun."

    "Would you like to share the setting sun?" Ling Zimo bent down and gently embraced her from behind, his warm breath pressed against her ear, "Well, you can wait for me tonight!"

    She smiled and curled her mouth, and hugged his arms tightly: "Waiting for you, always waiting for you."

    Ling Zimo rubbed against her ear, pressed against her cheek, was silent for a while, and suddenly said: "Don't take what that woman said just now."

    Mengdie let him cling to him like a child, then reached out and touched his cheek, and said with a smile: "Don't I still see your intentions? Do you think I'm still as stupid as before?"

    Ling Zimo stood next to her, and said in a low voice: "Xihan is right, I don't hit women, but, but I really wanted to kill her just now"

    Mengdie knew that what he really cared about was Wu Peiqing's last sentence of "I will not die", she sighed secretly in her heart, her smile remained unchanged: "I think you are a fool! Does she mean what she says?"

    He didn't speak, but his body trembled slightly.  He didn't want to mention that word, and he didn't dare to mention that word. Without her, how would he face this cold world alone?  He has been avoiding, unwilling to face the possible facts, so when Wu Peiqing gnashed his teeth and said this word full of resentment, he only felt a burst of trepidation.

    How could she not know his thoughts?

    Mengdie got up from his arms, smiled slightly, and took his hand.  Ling Zimo stared at her blankly, letting her lead him to the window.

    "Zimo, look, the willow trees by the lake are growing so well!" Mengdie looked out of the window and said faintly.

    Ling Zimo followed her gaze.  At this time, it has entered summer, and the willow leaves are like eyebrows, green and green, and the morning sun shines brightly on the tree.  The catkins have already started to fly, strands, strands, as hazy as mist, as ethereal as smoke.

    "When I first came here last year, it was still full of desolation!" She seemed to be telling a peaceful story, "But, at that time, I thought, the name Xuyuan is really good, the willow trees by the lake can be seen in May  I don't know how beautiful it is!"

    Although Ling Zimo's heart was heavy, seeing her leisurely and fascinated expression at this moment, he also forced a smile: "Yes, I really lived up to your wish."

    "Zimo, I really like the way these willows look now," Mengdie turned her head and stared into his eyes, "Can you stop them from falling leaves and desolate?"

    Ling Zimo couldn't help being stunned when he looked at her longing eyes.

    Ignoring his stunned expression, Mengdie's brows suddenly frowned again, and said in embarrassment: "But, I still like their freshness in early spring and February, and their tenderness in early spring and March. In fact, in winter, they are full of prosperity.  , the cool and leisurely appearance, I like it too Tell me, what should I do?"

    "This, this" Ling Zimo opened his mouth, but finally fell silent.

    Mengdie laughed: "Actually, what's so difficult about it? In spring, we just need to love its freshness, and in winter, we just need to love its coolness!"She held his hand tightly, and said earnestly: "Life is just like this willow tree. It should flourish in spring, and fall in winter. Every stage is so natural. It lives in accordance with the time, dies in accordance with the time, and life and death go back and forth.  , This is the way of heaven. So, why can't we welcome winter as we welcome spring? And why can't we welcome death like we welcome life?"

    "Dieer," Ling Zimo held her shoulders and stared at her, his dark eyes dimmed, "You are right, the willow leaves will sprout again when they wither, and spring will return after winter But, but this  There is only one Zhuang Mengdie in the world!" After speaking, he couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, with such strength that he almost rubbed her into his flesh and blood, "Die'er, Die'er  Don't you understand that without you, my spring will never come again!"

    "Zimo" Mengdie slowly closed her eyes, a tear fell down the corner of her eyes, she choked up, and couldn't say another word.

    Ling Zimo let go of her, and gently wiped away the tears on her face.  A layer of mist of tears condensed in his eyes, making them even brighter, but he didn't let them gather into tears, and even smiled a little: "Die'er, I already understand what you said. Once upon a time  I have been afraid of this word, just because I am afraid of losing you. But, from today on, I will quietly accompany you to welcome it, just like welcoming spring, welcoming every stage of life"

    Mengdie was in a daze for a while, and looked at him with a little doubt, his smile was indifferent, his eyes were firm, and his expression seemed to have made some kind of determination, and he put aside all the worries that were hidden but leaked from time to time!  Her eyes widened suddenly, and the tears that had just been wiped unconsciously filled her eye sockets and rolled down again.

    She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and slowly touched his face, almost crying: "Youyouwhy botherso"

    Ling Zimo let her caress him without moving, with a desolate expression on his face, but the smile on his lips slowly widened, and there was tenderness in his words: "If you really have the heart to leave me alone in this world, that would be real suffering!  "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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