168.第168章 步步为营的生活1 镜心吹熄了几个烛火，就留着桌面上

168.第168章 步步为营的生活1

镜心吹熄了几个烛火，就留着桌面上的一盏，也下去休息。

寂静的房间，顿时也暗下不少。

曲檀儿赤着小脚跑下床，确定门窗都关得来来实实，再重新爬上去，掀起被子一盖，悲催的，两眼瞪着床篷顶的帷幔，睡意全无。不由仰起小脑袋，开始研究这一张床，里里外外，上上下下，真的每一次，她都摸上了一回。

这些日子，她加起来，不止摸上数十遍。

每一夜睡前，都希望自己可以一觉醒来，回去了现代。

没再发现什么异样，她又爬上了床。

两眼无神地躺着，视线也仅落在床头的，没有那古怪玉石的地方，真的是需要那东西才能回去吗？可是它在哪里？！为什么不出现？

“床啊床，你为什么会不完整啊？告诉我，东西在哪里？”曲檀儿有点悲愤地用小脚踏着床，弄得嘣嘣响，“我要离开，离开！啊啊啊……我要见我爸爸和妈妈，我要我的亲人！我不要在这里，不要……呜呜……”

曲檀儿将脸埋在了被子下，呜咽着，不让自己的哭声传到外面去。

每一回深夜，躺在这张床，曲檀儿就不可抑制地想回去。

同样的，也会想到疼爱自己的亲人，再想到举目无亲的这里，步步为营的生活，心底又怎么会不难过？

两年了……

来到这破地方两年，她真的好想他们。

如果这一辈子都回不去，怎么办？同生离死别有什么区别？

不，这更加残忍！……

不知不觉得，哭得有点累了。

人也就睡了过去。

睡梦中，曲檀儿觉得自己躺在一个很温暖的怀里，就如同小时候妈妈的怀抱，还轻轻地拍着自己的背，哄着自己入睡，真的很温暖，很温暖，还能闻到淡淡的馨香，熟悉又令人安心的味道……

墨连城任由着怀中的人儿，小脑袋时不时往自己怀中钻，本来纠结挂着泪痕的小脸，早往他胸口擦得一干二净，还有那睡梦中微微勾起的满足笑意，是不是做着什么好梦？或者，她压根不知道他正躺在身边，若突然醒来，她的表情又会是怎么样？

突然，他有点期待。

只是，从镜心离开，他一直都在雪院。区区一道房门，自然是难不住他。但他没有想到，隐身暗处的自己会撞到她的另一面。而且是那一种非常难过的情感流露。

一张床？到底联系着什么？她是在想曲府的亲人？不像。

爸爸？妈妈？是什么人？

妈妈？是嬷嬷么？奶娘？应该是一个称呼……墨连城不敢肯定。

赏花宴上她说的消遣，QQ，DJ，什么车的？全是陌生的东西，那些又是什么？练箭场上蹦出来的域外语言……难道她不是真正的曲檀儿？不，关于这一点，墨连城早已经彻查清楚，甚至他还亲自去查过，经过许多人证物证，千真万确是曲江临的女儿……

突然，他察觉出怀中人儿身体的僵硬。

不由浅勾勒起嘴角，淡淡地问：“醒了？”

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168. at its 168th chapters at every step of life 1 Mirror heart blew out the candle, keeping a lamp on the desktop, go rest. Silence of the room, and suddenly dark. Curved Tan bare feet running out of bed, determined from doors and Windows are closed to a thorough, climb all over again, setting off Quilt covers, sad eyes staring awning valance at the top of the bed, wide. Do not lift up your heads, and began to study the bed, inside and out, up and down, really every time she touched on the back. These days, she added up more than touched dozens of times. Every night before going to bed, hope they can wake up and go back to modern times. Did not find anything unusual, she climbed out of bed. Lying with dull eyes, eye just fell on the bed, where there is no funky jade, really need that thing to go back? But where is it?! Why not there? "Bed, bed, why did you not complete it? Tell me, where is it? "Tan a little grief to song with a small foot bed, make boom boom," I'm going to leave it, leave it! Ah, Ah, Ah ... ... I want to see my father and mother, I want my loved ones! I'm not here, do not ... ... Wow...... " Curved Tan, son will face under the quilt, whimpered, not to cry to go outside. Every night, lying on the bed, and Tan irresistible to go back. Similarly, think love their loved ones before thinking of unaccompanied, step by step, how my heart not sad? For two years now ... ... Came to this place for two years, she really miss them. If this lifetime cannot go back, what should I do? What's the difference with death? No, it's more brutal! …… Before you know it, cried a little bit tired. People are asleep. The dream, song Tan felt herself in a very warm arms, just like my mother's arms, patting yourself on the back, coaxing himself to sleep, really warm, very warm, also can smell a hint of sweet, familiar and reassuring smell ... ... Cape Collinson who left in the ink, drilled in the head every now and then to his arms, tangled hanging stained face to his chest early wipe out there that evoke smiles of satisfaction slightly in her sleep, is doing nothing to dream? Or, she had no idea he was lying around, if suddenly woke up, her expression is what? Suddenly, he was looking forward to it. But, from the mirror of the heart left, he has been in the snow. Just a door, of course, is his. But he did not think he would hit her on the other side of the invisible dark. And it is a very sad emotions. A bed? Contact what? Qu Fu, she is thinking of their loved ones? Unlike. Father? Mom? What is man? Mom? Was Mother Teresa? Wet nurse? Should be a name ... ... Ink Citylink is not sure. Hanami party she says pastimes, QQ,DJ, what car? Is full of strange things, then what is it? Trained on the field out of foreign language ... ... Isn't she a real song of Tan? No, on this point, Cape Collinson already thoroughly investigate the clear ink, he checked in person, after many human testimony and material evidence, truth is the daughter of Qu Jianglin ... ... Suddenly, he noticed people the body's stiffness in the arms. Is not outlined by shallow mouth, softly asked: "wake up? ”

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 2:

168. Cap 168 lives every step of the 1st Battalion of

Mounted blew out several candles, I keep one on your desktop, or go to rest.

The silence of the room, suddenly has a lot of dark under.

Qu Tan children run bare feet out of bed, determined to get to the doors and windows were shut and indeed re-climb, setting off a quilt cover, sad reminder of his eyes staring at the roof bed hangings, no sleep. Looked up and could not help a small head, he began to study the beds, inside and out, up and down, really every time she touched on a back.

These days, she added together, more than touch on dozens of times.

Every night before going to bed, and hope that they can wake up, go back to the modern.

No longer find anything unusual, she climbed into bed.

Lay eyes glazed, my sight falls on the bed only, not that strange place jade really need that stuff to go back? But where is it? ! Why do not you appear?

"Bed Bed ah, why do not you complete ah? Tell me, where everything is?" Qu Tan children a little bitterly with a small foot implantation, made loud bang bang, "I want to leave, leave! Ah ah ah ... ... I want to see my mom and dad, I want my family! I do not want it here, do not ...... hum ...... "

Qu Tan child will face in the next quilt, sobbed, not to spread the cry go outside.

Every time late at night, lying on the bed, Qu Tan children can not be suppressed to want to go back.

The same would have thought love their loved ones, and then think of unaccompanied here, at every step of life, my heart how could you not be sad?

Two years ......

come to this broken place for two years, she really miss them.

If this life can not go back, how do? What is the difference with the edge of death?

No, it's more cruel! ......

Unwittingly, crying a little tired.

People sleep in the past.

Sleep, Qu Tan children feel that they are lying in a warm arms, just as a child my mother's arms, also patted himself on the back, cajole himself to sleep, really very warm, very warm, but also smell the faint fragrance, familiar and reassuring taste ......

ink Citylink let the arms of children who, from time to time a small head to his arms drill, originally hung tangled tear-stained face, early into his chest rubbed thousand two net, there was a slight sleep smile evoke meet, you are not doing what dreams? Or was she simply does not know he was lying around, if suddenly woke up, her face and be like?

Suddenly, he was somewhat expected.

But, from the mirror to leave the heart, he has been in hospital snow. District one door, he is naturally difficult to live. But he did not think that they will hit the dark stealth her other side. And that is a very sad emotional outpouring.

one bed? Contact in the end what? She was thinking about the song House of loved ones? Unlike.

father? mom? What kind of people?

mom? Mother is it? Wet nurse? It should be a call ...... ink Citylink not sure.

She said the flowers feast pastime, QQ, DJ, what car? Full of strange things, that what is? Arrow pop out of the field practice outside language ...... Does she not a real song Tan children? No, on this point, ink Citylink already clear that a thorough investigation, and even he personally checked through many witnesses and evidence, is the true face of Qujiang daughter ......

Suddenly, he noticed a man child arms body stiff.

Shallow help outline from the mouth, softly asked: "woke up?"

ผลลัพธ์ (อังกฤษ) 3:

The 168 chapter 168th step by step 1Mirror Heart blew out several candles, keep it on a desktop, also down to rest.Quiet room, suddenly dark under a lot of.Song Taner bare feet ran out of bed, doors and windows are closed to determine the real, again climb, lifted the quilt cover, miserable, eyes staring at the roof bed curtains, no sleep. Don't lift up a small head, began to study this bed, inside and out, up and down, so every time she touched on the back.These days, she adds up, not only touched dozens of times.Every night before going to bed, I hope I can wake up and go back to the modern.No longer find anything strange, she climbed up the bed.Staring back, eyes only fell on the bed, not that strange jade place, really need that stuff to go back? But where is it?! Why not appear?"Bed, bed, why do you not complete? Tell me, where is the thing?" A little song Taner anger with a small foot bed, get Bang Bang sound, "I want to leave, leave! Ah ah ah...... I want to see my father and mother, I want my family! I don't want to be here, don't do it...... Hum......"Qu Taner will face buried in the quilt, sobbing, don't let yourself cry to go outside.Every time night, lying on the bed, you can't help Taner. Want to go back.Similarly, also think about the love of their loved ones, and the thought of unaccompanied here, at every step of life, my heart will never be sad?Two years......Come here for two years, she really miss them.If this life can not go back, how to do? What is the difference with death?No, it is more cruel!......I do not know, cry a little tired.People sleep in the past.Sleep, song Taner felt herself in a very warm bosom, as a child of her mother's embrace, also patted himself on the back, coax myself to sleep, really very warm, very warm, but also smell the faint fragrance, familiar and reassuring......Let the ink Liancheng arms, small arms of his head from time to time to drill, originally tangled with tears face, early to his chest polished completely, and the sleep slightly up to meet the smile, is not doing what good dream? Or, she did not know that he was lying around, if suddenly woke up, her face will be how?Suddenly, he had a little to look forward to.Just, from the mirror heart left, he has been in the snow. Just a door, nature is difficult to live without him. But he did not expect his stealth the dark will hit her on the other side. And it's a very sad emotion.A bed? What the hell is that? She is in the family to the Qu house? Unlike.Dad? Mom? What is it?Mom? Is the mother? The nurse? Should be a call...... Even the ink is not sure.She said the flowers feast on entertainment, QQ, DJ, what car? All the strange things, what are those? Out of the territory of the foreign language training...... Isn't she a real song Taner? No, on this point, the ink Liancheng already thoroughly clear, he even personally checked by many witnesses and evidence, the daughter of Qujiang is as sure as a gun......Suddenly, he noticed that one body stiff arms.Not from the shallow outline of the mouth, light to ask: "wake up?"