The extremely frightened singer from the gunfire in the karaoke hall flashed in front of Xiaozhuang's eyes. The screen was blood red. The singer rolled on the ground with her eyes covered by the hit, and shouted heart-piercingly. Xiaozhuang saw his eyes on the ground. It was pitch black and bleeding profusely, she wrapped the white scarf around her neck around her bloody eyes in astonishment, hugged her tightly, and pressed her chin against the scattered and beautiful head she had been breaking free. Tears unintentionally slipped out of her eyes.
The night was dark, the rain kept falling, the water on the ground flowed uninterruptedly, and the rain gradually turned blood red and flowed into a river. In the karaoke hall, Jenny slowly played the piano and sang softly. Her empty, blank eyes seemed to be looking around, desolate and helpless. Xiao Zhuang, who was sitting still in the corner of the hall, was stunned. In the dim light, he looked at people. He threw the money into the wine glass in front of her piano, and there was unspeakable pain in his handsome eyes. Watching her reach out and grope the money in the wine glass into the book, he stood up. He turned his head and lowered his eyes. Eh, I don't want to take another look, the blood and tears in the beautiful eyes are about to be plucked.
He leaned weakly against the wall, the rain was still falling, the burning cigarette butts reflected his sad face, and he saw her staggering on the crutches, shivering, and the cigarette he smoked stopped in mid-air. Seeing her cowering and hiding by the gate, she was frightened again. He squatted down and held her hand gently. She struggled, slammed him hard, and slapped his face with both hands. He leaned down and smiled, and said softly, "Those two people were beaten by me, this world is not all bad people, I will send you home." He said softly and eloquently, which can soften everyone heart of. He walked alone in the wind and rain with his arms around her shoulders.
He took her to his home, and when he saw her in the picture frame, she was smiling and youthful and gorgeous in a white dress. His beautiful eyes were tightly locked, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and the circles under his eyes gradually turned red in the drips. He lightly held her soft and white hand. He stroked the white scarf hanging on the hanger. "This is the scarf of the person who wounded my eyes. There's still blood on it. I'll never forget him." Hearing her tell, his eyes were still bleeding, and he looked down at her with love and pity. on his bleeding heart.
Xiaozhuang played the harmonica affectionately by the window in the moonlight and night, as if waiting for her in the softest place. The picture shows him wrapping his hands around her shoulders, looking at her tenderly, and his charming smile is irresistible to anyone. She can't see clearly, but she can feel the deep-rooted love. "I'm going to go out for a few days because of a temporary business, and I'll take you to the United States to see my eyes when I get back." She stroked his forehead with both hands, and he lightly held her hand to her mouth, and she kissed gently, No desires and distractions. Pure and flawless, clear and transparent. He looked at her extremely tenderly and couldn't bear to leave. He immediately put his hands around her head and kissed her on the forehead. Tears fell from his eyes and he left quickly.
Quietly and staggered pictures, Xiaozhuang is dressed in a beige suit, a glass of water, a burnt cigarette butt is held in the air, sitting alone, the windows are drifting by the wind, quiet eyes, soft eyes, leisurely and content Domineering and domineering, a cold-faced killer expresses his extreme tenderness incisively and vividly. The depth of affection blooms in his eyes, and he quietly listens to "Small Drunk Life". The beautiful picture can only be interpreted by Chow Yun-fat.
In the raging fire, the flames reflected Jenny and Xiaozhuang who were crawling on the ground in front of the church. Xiaozhuang was thinking about the cornea transplanted to her, but his eyes had been shot to the ground. He crawled on the ground and tried to Grabbing her hand, they cried out with their lives at the last moment of their lives, looking for, but crawling in the opposite direction, missing, Xiao Zhuang used his last strength and died in the call. They missed the last moment of crawling together and it was heartbreaking. My tears have been flowing silently all my life for Xiaozhuang's love and tenderness.
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