Chapter 32 Twenty-five, the soul of Beijing (3)

"Lying on the bed where my brother and I slept, the book owner dreamed of me, or rather I entered his dream. I cried to him, he put his arms around me, and I brought my mouth together. Our mouths were both wet Cool, his lips feel the same as the ones I dreamed in my dreams before I was alive, sensitive, young, and smell like dew in the forest. Our tongues stick out and enter each other's mouths, mine is like a stick Erbing, he wanted to use his tongue to warm my tongue, but he couldn't do anything. His lower body was strong, but he didn't dare to move, touch my lower body, or take off my clothes. He closed his eyes and dared not look at me, but his lips kept groping on my face and neck. I opened the clothes, and his head moved down, sucking my nipples, like a lamb looking for milk. His head was

Move down like this, move down... I suddenly pushed him away and said: 'I am not yours in this life, and I cannot be yours. You have to wait for me in the next life. The book owner said: "Why am I waiting for you? You are dead long ago."I'm alive. ’ I said: ‘I am waiting for you to reincarnate with you after you die in the underworld, and you have to guard me in the next life. The book owner said: "How many years do you have to wait for me?" I said: "I have to wait until you find the woman you really want in this life, and live a good life with her. You know women, and then come to me." 'After speaking, I flew out of his dream.

"I don't understand why I rejected him. I was clearly waiting for this day, but I was terrified when I was about to get him. Why am I so stupid? I'm already dead. What am I afraid of? I always thought I was a newcomer. Women can get and dare to pursue what they want, but I dare not do this even if I die. Why? What are you afraid of? "Later, I went to the owner of the book again. He told me in a dream that he had decided to forget our relationship because it was unhealthy. He also told me that since I left that day, the book had come to his dream. , and told him that he should have married me earlier, otherwise I would not have died early. The words of the book startled the owner of the book, and made him restless, feeling that he could never finish his obligations to his brother. I'm sorry for my brother. I was so angry when I heard this book owner, I rushed out of the book owner's dream and shouted: "How can he fulfill his responsibility? He married the woman you don't want, how can he fulfill his responsibility to the woman you love? I Can I blame him when I die? It’s not because of you, he may be single now, who can’t marry? Isn’t it all because of you?” I hope the soul of the book opened in the sky can hear what I said. The book owner in the dream yelled: "You are now completely caught up in this marriage that should not be yours. It turned out that this marriage was for the freedom of the book and for him to marry me. Now both he and I are dead." , why are you still taking care of this marriage? Why don't you get a divorce? Find a woman you really love?'

"The book owner is finally divorced." "Although I said I wanted the book owner to have a good marriage, I didn't want the book owner to find someone stronger than me. I was afraid that he would forget me. Later, I didn't expect that he would find a woman who satisfied him. With May Afterwards, the book owner doesn’t miss me anymore. We can feel the missing of the living people for us. When the living people miss us, we go to see the living people. If the living people don’t miss us, we will be lonely. Isn’t it? I heard that the book When the Lord had Mei, he cried a lot by himself, knowing that he should have her, but I was jealous. Even if I was dead, I still wanted him to think of me forever, and I was here waiting for him. Wait for him, wait for him..."

Hun'er in Jingzhi couldn't speak, so he took a breath, and said: "I have nothing bad to say about Mei, she is a student from a big city, and she comes from a good family. She is naturally peaceful and uncontested. She and the book owner are together, like a pure deer following a handsome horse. I am happy for them but I can't help but feel sad for myself. I know that I shouldn't have any unreasonable thoughts about the owner of the book. If everything is as normal as before, even if I die, I will be worthy of being the wife of the great hero Ji Shukai. Gossip, even if I didn’t do anything, I still died dirty and was said to be a prodigal woman. The reason why I didn’t dare to do anything in the book owner’s dream after I became a ghost was because I was afraid of ruining his life. Future, I am afraid that if he is greedy for me, a dead ghost, he will really become a living corpse. But what is the point of these actions? It is just a wandering lonely soul. He no longer misses me, why does he miss me? A dead soul. He never really felt me, didn't know the benefits of me being a real woman, a real woman who didn't represent his great brother. What did I wait for him? He lived a good life on earth, What am I waiting for? Why don’t I go to Shukai’s soul? Does Shukai care about me? He once needed a wife like me. If he had to choose between his ideal and a woman, he would of course choose his ideal. That's why his Hun'er went to find Jitian's Hun'er, he didn't come to see me after I died, maybe he listened to his uncle Jitian's Hun'er and didn't plan to have another woman reincarnated. They may start a war and form an army in the underworld of the west. Even if the Palace of Hades in the west let them reincarnate, I don't intend to repeat it with him. His dead soul when I was alive My son only came back to see me twice, once to ask me to keep it a secret for the church, and once to ask me to remarry his younger brother. I am not his ideal in life, but just an assistant.

"What do I want? I don't want anything now, just a love, a relationship that two people feel that life and death are crucial. The language of love flows between the two every minute, without me To teach, to feel that every minute and every second is expanding between two bodies, without inspiration. Love is not found by a strong man pressing a woman on the bed; it is not a man who finishes being a hero in front of everyone Finally, before going to bed, I searched for a woman's body, and stuffed that straight lower body into a woman's body to make myself tremble and feel that I was strong; it was not the kind of invincible on the battlefield. Hero, even though his vagina hurts, he still has to be so revered that he is proud of the pain; it is not the kind of hero man who turns over and falls asleep after shaking, leaving you alone to look at yourself with your legs crossed. Great tenderness at the back. Love is small, trembling between the two like air, dew, and water waves, as light as sunlight falling into water, as thin as the tip of a leaf, as sensitive as the tip of a tongue , as wet and soft as the inside of the lips, standing up like nipples being sucked, groping like the lower body that has just begun to approach each other, slipping past like toe tips, like unspoken words..."

Jingzhi's Hun'er drifted away crying and crying, Miss Mo's Hun'er felt that Jingzhi's Hun'er was hopeless, and it would be no good to reincarnate unless she saw a psychiatrist before reincarnating.Before Miss Mo's soul could say goodbye to Jing Zhi's soul, she couldn't see Jing Zhi's soul.She suddenly felt refreshed, and she was about to be reincarnated in a completely strange world.