Chapter 1237

Jiang Liu doesn't know if there is a feeling in the dark. He just feels his heart beating wildly.

It felt like someone was in his heart, pressing heavily.

He's curious, he's nervous, he's flustered, he's at a loss.

He opened the window and even looked out

At the moment when the window was opened, Hua Sheng hurriedly hid aside and realized that he was too tight.

Even if it doesn't move, standing in front of him, the river can't see itself.

"Meow, meow."

Xiaohei squats at the guardrail and shrinks into a ball. Jiangliu doesn't like any pets. He is clean and has a little habit of cleanliness.

But he somehow likes black cats.

He waved his hand and Xiaohei walked towards him cleverly. Jiangliu raised his hand and held Xiaohei in his arms.

It seems that Xiaohei still has the fragrance of Huasheng just. It's just that kind of smell, which can't be easily detected except for those who are very familiar with it.

But the river was extremely sensitive. He sniffed the special taste of Xiaohei carefully, and then tried to remember it.

But after all, I can't remember anything

"Meow..."

Xiaohei called a few times and pulled the river back to reality. He turned back to the sofa with Xiaohei in his arms and picked up some snacks from the tea table for the black cat.

Xiaohei doesn't like to eat these, but he still likes them.

It wants to replace its owner and please her Mr. Jiang.

In the room, a man in a white shirt looks at the black cat gently eating. He probably treats Xiaohei as a stray cat.

Outside the window, Hua Sheng watched quietly for a long time. She didn't have a word with Jiang Liu, but as long as she saw him, she was very satisfied.

Jiangliu is still a person. His room is clean and tidy, decorated with cold colors.

there is not a woman's object in his room, no smell of perfume.

Even the quilt is dark gray, without any pattern.

In these three years, he lived alone. Even though he forgot Hua Sheng, he still couldn't get along with other women.

Hua Sheng was happy, but a little sad.

The happy thing is that Jiangliu is still waiting for herself. She knows that she must be waiting for herself in the dark.

Sadly, Jiangliu has survived three years alone.

In fact, Hua Sheng was 27 years old when he married Jiangliu. They were inseparable for more than a year, hundreds of days and nights.

Now it's another three years, when the river is actually 31 years old.

Although his face is still pretty and disgusting, you can still see the fine lines on the corner of his eyes after careful observation.

He is just a human being, so years left a cruel mark on his face.

Hua Sheng loves the river very much and regrets that he would have left the dreamland earlier.

When she married Jiangliu, Huasheng was 22 years old. Now Huasheng is 26 years old.

But she hasn't changed at all. She knows that she won't change no matter whether she is soul or body.

Why?

She remembered that, whether it was the moon or the Pluto, vaguely said about her secret.

There is no one on the thin of life and death in Huasheng. It is outside the three realms and six principles.

Even the emperor of heaven can't control people. The moon cutting said that she is extremely noble. She has the appearance of being devoted to the world, not old or dead, not alive or dead, not sad or happy.

But is that a good thing?

She fought for a hundred years, let the moon fall asleep, let the river clear, let her wish.

Hua Sheng is stupefied. Suddenly a shrill scream of a woman comes from a distance

When Hua Sheng turned his head, he saw that there was an abnormal black air in the sky three or four miles away.

She didn't have time to think about it. She turned and disappeared out of the window of the river bedroom.