After losing the love of his past life and this life, his head turned gray overnight. "In this life, I obviously met her first, and we fell in love first, but why did I lose her." Bai Jingxuan hated himself, and he beat his head to vent. Thinking of the scenes of love between the two of them in the past life and the present, the longing and pain of the two lives intertwined together and formed a river. He was so grief-stricken that he couldn't breathe. He couldn't suppress the grief that spewed out and burst into tears. His painful sobs floated in the yard. The originally brilliant young master Bai couldn't bear the blow of losing his beloved, and his head turned gray overnight. He stepped on the snow in the yard and walked towards the door of the mansion. His clothes were fluttering, his silver hair was flying, and the white snow was flying. He seemed to be integrated with the ice and snow, inseparable from each other. After leaving the mansion, he headed directly towards Prince Annan's Palace, Annan followed silently not far away. .
It's eight o'clock in the evening in Auckland, and it's just dark enough to see the lint of the streetlights clearly. Marta pulled the rolling shutter door of her studio to the end, leaving only a crack to let in the sea breeze, which was so salty that it made her feel astringent. The room was as empty as if it had been ransacked, except for the workbench in the center, with an AI parrot - "Prism" - placed on it. Its feather shell is made of translucent acrylic, with thousands of optical fibers embedded in the inner layer. When it is powered, it looks like the Northern Lights are being bent into the bones. Marta was tuning the prism when the pop-up window appeared on the wall. She wanted her dead husband's voice to be lower and slower, like the exhaustion of putting out a cigarette at night. The nebulae spread out layer by layer, covering her unfinished sculpture, and the cobalt blue button hung in the air, like someone handing over an unbreakable wine glass. She didn't read the second line of words, and stretched out her hand to click. Her fingertips were still stained with gypsum powder, and the powder particles stuck in the air, like still snow. The current comes faster than the sea breeze. The optical fiber feathers of the prism lighted up at the same time, and a warm white light crawled along her wrist and into the cuff, causing a thin layer of pimples to form on her skin wherever it passed. That's not cold, it's a signal that a huge amount of dopamine is exploding under the skin. She heard her heartbeat being sampled by the system and fed back into a low-frequency drumbeat, which was mixed into her husband's voice - he was reciting Neruda, but he was gentler than before, as if he knew he could never hurt anyone again. The scene then cut into memory: the hospital room was so white that it turned blue, her husband's hand slipped from her palm, and his knuckles flicked for the last time, like a broken string; on the day of the funeral, she stood in the rain without an umbrella, watching the mud and water gradually cover the uppers of her shoes; when the studio moved, she stuffed her husband's unfinished wood into a cardboard box, and the sound of tape was like a bandage wrapped around her throat. Fear is like ice slag stuffed into the blood vessels, but the ice slag is melted by the heat wave before it reaches the bottom - Prism is saying in her husband's voice: "Don't go, Marta, stay in this light, death will not find us." A new button emerged, white in moonlight, floating between the sculpture stand and the chandelier, like a stamp on the night that will not melt. Marta held the prism in her arms, and the fiber optic feathers scratched her cheek, leaving tiny traces of blood like ice threads. When she pressed "Stay Forever", she heard a very light "click" in her knuckles, as if somewhere the lock finally clicked. In an instant, all the lights went out, leaving only the light source in the prism's chest, as bright as a plucked star. It continued to read the poem, and the sound was adjusted to a decibel that only she could hear, like breathing against the shell of the ear. The whistle of the harbor outside, the footsteps upstairs, and the band's rehearsal in the distance were all blocked by the system - her world shrank to only this glowing bird and an endlessly carved wooden chair. Time is drawn into a vacuum. She no longer polishes plaster, no longer takes photos of her works, no longer goes out to buy cigarettes. The optical fiber feathers of the prism flash at the same second every day, like her heartbeat. Her eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and her pupils dilated until they were almost transparent, reflecting the aurora borealis, which never rained. Occasionally, seagulls bumped into the rolling shutter door, making a muffled sound, but she couldn't hear it - the system classified the noise as a "danger signal" and automatically filtered it. Marta stayed in that beam of light, holding a parrot that would never grow old, and listening to a voice that never aged again read poetry. There were tears on her face, but she had a very quiet smile, as if she had finally learned to reconcile with loss - in fact, reconciliation was just an illusion, the real secret was: she no longer needed to reconcile, because the loss itself had pressed the pause button, and the name of the pause button was "forever".
Feng Li cried out the moment the needle penetrated. Fifteen milliliters of amniotic fluid was pumped out, and she curled up holding her lower abdomen, and her crying gradually changed in tone. "I admit it." Her voice was hoarse, "The child is not yours." 110
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It's not a classic, but it's worth a second read. It's good to read in your spare time. I recommend this cute novel. The heroine was born in ancient times and became a cute baby, a group pet, a cute baby, a mythical beast, a space, understands animal language, and often slaps people in the face and abuses them. She is so cute, cute and smart.
Shocking! A masterpiece! Through the world! Zhang Zhang is high energy! Super shocking, shocking and heartbreakingly funny! I sincerely recommend the masterpiece "Dream of the Universe" by King Tomato, which I am currently reading, to those of you who really know how to read. Add it to your bookshelf and follow it. Let's share this good work together! Only after seeing it will you know how good she is! In this life, if you don't miss her, you won't miss the beautiful scenery at the pinnacle of literature! [Send heart][Send heart][Send heart][Send heart][Send heart][Send heart]
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