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The clouds spread out their bodies like jellyfish dissolving in the transparent blue, and they were a little loose in their sleep, and the wind stirred her, but she ignored the amorous feelings, and the sun massaged her, and she fell asleep

She was as white as a cloud And her dream was red Embroidered shoes under her feet Wedding dress on her body Red hijab on her head She dreamed of this day But she never thought that this dream would come like this Through the hijab She saw a red world: the red bedside The red room The red table The red window edge This red is gorgeous, red hot, red cruel, red and bloody The woman's world is always red Red is in the woman's body Brewing in the white bones Stored in the liver and gallbladder Rushing in the heart Transported in the veins Overflowing in the mouth It is opened as a lip flap Leaving out of the house, it was relieved of the loneliness It was dark, the sunset was hidden, the joy stopped, the greetings went, what should I do, what should I do, all this seems to be for no reason, and it seems to have been planned for a long time, it seems to have been made in the previous life, and it seems to have been done in this life, and it came like this, with a strong smell of wine, with the sound of clanging steps, with a desire for happiness, with a longing for happiness, coming, a shadow appeared in the red, and she suddenly felt a force on her shoulders, and her hijab flew up in the air, and she leaned back, and her back hurt slightly, and she felt a little dizzy, so she closed her eyes There was a violent wind in her ears Blowing warm and heavy She heard her name Calling urgently and affectionately She became flustered The red tide in her body was surging As if she was about to erupt from ** Hurriedly tied her arms and covered her chest As if she was about to overflow from her lips But she was slurred again She felt that her body and mind were suppressed by some kind of greatness As if she was tied to a bronze pillar and was about to be burned She felt frightened Like a bird hearing the sound of buzzing strings, she felt lonely Like a river mussel sinking into the mud of deep silence, she felt helpless Like a comfortable feeling in the closed egg and afraid of being pecked by someone The woman's body is mutilated, her softest part grows in the heart of the person who loves her the most, the weakness has great power, it can wake up the part that is gone, the sound of the strings gives her a breathing space, the mud is tight, it gives her the support of strength, the punishment does not come, it is like a storm in the air, she is still suppressed in a heavy position, but she is no longer afraid, the heat is coming, her lower abdomen is beating, she feels like she has to connect with the part of herself that has been lost for a long time, which makes her a little nervous, a little afraid of this reunion, afraid that part has changed, and she has become unincomprehensible Afraid that she would be alone for too long Unable to bear the enthusiasm of return She felt herself become tight Tight and transparent Like a glass cup with a thin neck At a banquet without a pot Alone in front of a huge wine barrel The barrel is pouring wine This is a disparity between heaven and earth The red in the cup longs for home The red in the barrel longs for unsealing This barrel presses the rim of the cup Concentrates all the weight And the cup is so light and crisp It can't stand friction It can't be touched It can't stand the strength It can't stand the wind and stop But this barrel suddenly fell Like the gods' miss Like a ghost's trick The impact was so great that it was like a meteorite hitting the edge of the window At this moment her cup shattered The debris floated in the air like time stopped She felt a lot of herself leaving Like a guard abandoning a lonely city She felt a lot of things flying Like lying on an ice cart Sliding into a bird's dream The red in the cup overflowed in the air This red is no longer lonely This is a hot red It's a sweet red It's a red that is free from bondage It's so red that it's full Red It's touching It's red She feels like she's being reconnected with this red There's tension There's resilience There's self And there's mood Every transparent piece of shard is melting into a red wire mesh Wrapping the cask in her bosom The cask swayed awkwardly as if the wine was rolling over The passion of the wine is impacting Can't wait for the scenery outside But there is a love in this enthusiasm There is a thoughtfulness and prudence In though they disappear and disappear Washed away by passion Gradually out of the grasp of consciousness She no longer feels anxious She feels able to control She finds tenderness in the wild She finds compassion in the roughness She feels pitied She longs to be closer She wants to smash that self-control She wanted a passionate blood oath She wanted that heart to jump back into her body She wanted her own heartbeat to go out as well Two hearts began to violently clash in resonance Like a pig arching against a fence Like a bee hitting a wall in a mosquito net This bee has become a bird The buzz has turned into a warbler's cry This warbler cry is happy and terrible Hides great anxiety It is the yearning for life It is the fear of death It is the grasp of the present It is the hope of the future Here it is coming, here it is the heart that has been absent for a long time It has become so big Now so strong So powerful It is full of tendons Wrapped in pride, she opened all the cracks in her bones and tried to open the net of blood Like a butterfly stretching out its wings Like catching a meteor Welcome this heart back to the body This heart pierces the sea of blood Reaches the deep bottom And sticks to her heart It beats vigorously Weep with joy It returns completely It overtakes itself Like water melting into water She absorbs this heart The storm has receded The waves are calming The sea of blood is fragrant ** And sweet She spreads her body around Like wine overflowing in wine Like blood immersed in blood

I don't know how long it took, she opened her eyelids slightly, and the world began to appear, dark and quiet, and there was a pair of big eyes in the dark, and it was her man, Shuangji

Reality makes her real, reality makes her fearful, some things return to thinking, some worries are reawakened She didn't know whether to ask Maybe it's not a good time, but she's got it in her heart She understands that feelings need to be accepted to be felt Understand that happiness is a kind of bearing, bearing needs to be endured, if you want the sweetness of sugar, you have to accept the stickiness of sugar, if you want spicy coolness, you have to bear the spicy stimulation, she thinks, from now on, she wants to be less timid and more courageous, so she asked softly: "Shuangji, where are we going tomorrow?"

The man blinked her eyes She believed that his person was stupid But he would understand the meaning of this because there was a wave-cutting knife in this room standing diagonally next to the bed There is a red rope hanging on the wall for ten miles The sword is thirsty to drink the blood of the enemy The sword is waiting to be heroic The wind and rain in the rivers and lakes are still there There are tigers and wolves crying in the martial arts Heroic often thinks about palpitations in the heart The success or failure of the wind and clouds is sad in the belly The moon picks up tonight and the people return Glory does not need to be mentioned Although the past role models are gone, the ambition in the chest has not moved How can a good man be willing to guard the red silk tent The big husband is suitable for the field to split the skull How can the jade box be able to hold the three blades of the blade The brocade is difficult to stop him from putting on his clothes But the rivers and lakes have always been dangerous, the martial arts conspiracy is always strange, the waves are constantly chopping, the waves are constantly thousands of waves, the time cannot penetrate the pine forest, these worries are not redundant, these worries are not unreasonable, there are so many heroes in the world, why is there a lack of you in the world But there is a husband and a wife in the world, don't talk about you, don't talk about you, if you want to do it, I will follow you If you want to go, I will accompany you Don't be afraid of high mountains, dangerous roads, dangerous cars, difficult to walk, why not be afraid of flooding and deep pits, and horses are stuck in hooves Two people are born in one place Why die together Then there is nothing to be afraid of It doesn't matter if the timing is not the right time

The man spoke

He said firmly, "Tomorrow I will go to the widow of the opposite door."

She was stunned: "What are you looking for her to do?"

Man: "She's short of a guy in the store"

She: "...... Didn't you say that you want to be a swordsman if you want to break into the rivers and lakes?"

The man shook his head: "I can't go, Chang Ye's words, I understand now, there is actually no hero and sword in this world, there are so many people in the world, so many injustices, I can manage this, I can manage that, each of us Take care of your wife and children, and when the people around you are in need, you can stretch out your hand Don't coward, don't hide, don't pick the door, that's the hero's sword, it's a hero."

There was silence in the room, and there was a slight sound of Sisuo being dressed in clothes, as if two people were hugging each other

Outside, under the eaves of the rain, a rickety old woman removed her side face from the wall, looked at the cold window paper, exhaled softly as if relieved, smiled, reached out a handful of gray sideburns in her ear, stood on tiptoe, and moved silently towards her small room