Chapter 207 Chapter 43 Crystal Tears

An unexamined but thrilling night that was like Pangu opening up the world... What follows is a particularly restful sleep.The two hugged each other, enjoying a peaceful sleep without dreams. Then the lazy sunlight came through the window and fell straight on the Eight Immortals table.Dust particles, previously invisible, are now alive in the direct rays of sunlight.Xuan Po opened her eyes, followed by the woman sleeping in his arms.Together they watched the dust particles live in the sunlight and listened to each other's breathing. In the end, Xuan Po spoke first: "Why do you like that ancient poem?"

"Huh?" The woman might be too focused on the vigorous dust, and didn't hear what Xuan Po said. "I said, why do you like that ancient poem in the Book of Songs, "Zhao Nan · Wilderness and Deer"?" Xuan Po repeated, lowering her head to look at the woman's face.The woman's skin is very good, and there is a fragrance, which makes him lazy to move.He knew it would spoil the fun to ask such a question now, but he couldn't help it.In fact, when Taoist Gui told him to read this poem on the road, he knew that this poem had an inexplicable relationship with this woman, no, a womanizer.

"Why do you ask this?" The woman raised her eyelids to look at him.The eyes of the two looked at each other, flowing with a kind of tenderness, and also flowing with a kind of scrutiny.He examines the woman, and the woman examines him. "I want to know." Xuan wife answered honestly.His mind is like a grain of dust in the sun, no longer hiding anything in the dark corners.The woman's hand hurt from the pressure of the woman's head, and she gently moved her arm. The woman simply moved her head from the chosen woman's arm to the pillow. She shifted her gaze to the jumping dust particles, and said faintly, "Are you really interested? Are you interested in my past?"

"I'm not interested, and I'm not curious either. I just want to understand something." The election lady put her empty arm on the spot with some frustration, not knowing whether she should retract it to her side or continue to reach out to the woman. "Hey..." The woman sighed long and folded her hands in front of her chest. The woman's sigh made Xuan Po's heart go cold, and she even felt that the distance between him and the woman suddenly became distant, as if everything last night was just an imaginary dream. Everything that was late disappeared like night.

Xuan Po swallowed a mouthful of saliva, her Adam's apple rolled up and down, and said with a choked voice: "If you don't want to recall, then don't say it. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." The woman showed a smile, and said generously: "It's nothing. It's okay. Since you want to know, I'll tell you everything." The woman selection couldn't see that the woman's generosity was sincere. It's still fake, and it feels like a block in my heart.Looking at the dust jumping in the sunlight, he suddenly felt that the air was not good, and he felt sticky when breathing.

"In the wild there are dead fructus, covered with white grass. There are women who cherish spring, and auspicious men lure them. In the forest, there are pomegranates, and in the wild, there are dead deer. White grass is pure, and there are women like jade. It's so comfortable! I don't feel like it! I can't even bark." The woman recited this ancient poem slowly and emotionally, and a crystal teardrop flowed from the corner of her eye.