There is a layer of water mist in the eyes, which is more and more. Finally, tears fall one by one.

He began to cry, shaking his shoulders and crying.

He held her in his arms and cried.

The love road of this life is bumpy, face is not old, heart has declined, just a few decades, wading through mountains and rivers, like crossing a long sea.

Over the mountains, all the vicissitudes.

There is no sweet picture in the memory. This encounter of love and hate is painful for people to recall.

Never got, always waiting.

Never loved, but still lost.

The soft side of his paranoid heart in this life gave it to her.

She's like a poison. It's killing him.

One, two, three tears It fell on Liu Yingluo's face and wet her little face.

Lu Si Jue wiped it for her in a hurry, and finally wet his hands and dirty her face.

Will his Yingluo be angry?

Lu Si Jue squeezed out a smile, which can be regarded as flattering.

He laughs flatteringly and cries heartily. At this moment, the business emperor looks like a fool crying and laughing on the last bus of his life.

Liu Yingluo felt flustered. She was scared. She had never seen such a Lu Si Jue.

She never knew that Lu sijue, a man, would cry.

There was a bad feeling in her heart, which made her heart fall rapidly. "Sir, what's the matter with you? I'm here. I won't leave again."

Lu Si Jue calmed down slowly, but his face was very pale, and his eyes were filled with strong sadness and parting. "Yingluo, I'm ok. Don't be afraid."

"Let's get back to the room. You're hurt."

Liu Yingluo took his big hand and led him back to the room.

....

In the room, Liu Yingluo takes out the medicine box to help him deal with the wound. The pieces of broken glass are deeply stabbed into the flesh and blood of his feet. She takes the sterilized tweezers to pull out the pieces one by one.

Her heart is painful to pull up, she did not know that he had hurt so much, stepped on so many pieces of glass.

"Sir, I'll call the doctor to help you deal with it again, so as not to infect and inflame the wound." Liu Yingluo gets up.

Lu Si Jue grabbed her little hand and gently shook his head. "Yingluo, I'm a little tired. Call the doctor tomorrow. I want to hold you for a while."

Liu Yingluo looked back at him, and now he was sitting quietly on the bed, his eyebrows and eyes full of fatigue.

Soon, she saw his temples, where It's like white hair.

Liu Yingluo froze, then slowly raised her hand and stroked his hair.

One, two, three

Those white hair more countless, a night of wind and rain, he suddenly old.

Liu Yingluo felt that her heart was tightly grasped by a big palm, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

"What's the matter?" He asked.

Liu Yingluo shook her head quickly. "It's OK, sir. Let's go to sleep."

She didn't want to tell him that tomorrow she would buy some hair dye cream to dye his white hair black.

At the moment, Liu Yingluo doesn't know that tomorrow after tomorrow, they have wasted too many years, and the time has been exhausted in 20 years of waiting. She and he stop tonight, and there is no tomorrow.

They were lying on the bed. Lu Si Jue put out his healthy arm and put her in his arms. Liu Yingluo leaned on his arm. Listening to the strong and powerful beat of his heart, he felt relieved.

"Sir, what's the matter with you today?" She asked softly, lying in his arms.