MTL - Empress True Colors-Chapter 61v4 May all obsessions be fulfilled

The curtain is lifted.

There is no scene.

It was also a large whiteboard, covering the back, but the door was drawn on the whiteboard, which made Jing Hengbo startled and laughed. What he laughed was that this door really couldn't compare with the beauty and magnificence of Yeluqi's scenes. It's too bad; what's surprising is that the style of this door doesn't seem to be the common style of Dahuang today. There is a door drawn on the whiteboard, not the opposite type of Dahuang. There is no decoration on the door, and a circle is drawn in the middle of the wall. Enough.

If it weren't for the fact that the rectangular door was drawn horizontally and vertically, and the circle was drawn round and round, which fully demonstrated the rigorous and accurate demeanor of a great god, Jing Hengbo would have almost ridiculed—where did the perfunctory graffiti come from?

There is a round basket next to the door, which looks like an ordinary laundry basket, except that there are some torn papers, waste cloths, and some messy and dirty things in it, which looks really annoying.

The bottom is also laughing, indeed, this bare whiteboard, draw such a simple door, or a half door, no matter how standard the drawing is, it is also monotonous and crude, and it is set off by the fairytale scene of Yeluqi flowers and flowers next to it, it is so shabby that it is under the floor .

Someone was laughing loudly, "If you only have this one, you will lose. How dare you show it?"

Someone else said with a smile: "And that basket, where are you putting clothes? It's disgusting to look at. Just such a scene, how dare you say that you have a heart-to-heart with Her Majesty? Your Majesty will like these pickled things." ?"

Jing Hengbo also smiled, his face changed when he smiled, he bit his lips tightly, and stared at the door without blinking, as if the door would be pushed open with a bang in the next moment, and a few people who might have been separated by time and space, walked out. The ones in memory come.

Impossible, impossible, impossible... She said to herself over and over in her heart, impossible, impossible, impossible...

Seeing that she refused to move for a long time, everyone was a little surprised. Some people thought that the queen had given up in disappointment. Looking at the sky, they began to yawn and walk home.

"boom."

The single door on the white board was suddenly pushed open, and a small white head squeezed out, with a pair of black eyes on the head, looked around, and then spookily took out a long piece of stuff, Slipping out, looking back cunningly.

The people below were stunned, looked at it for a long time and said with a smile: "A white cat?"

"No, white dog."

"No, why are the eye circles so dark? I painted them."

"What is it holding? Foot clothes?"

Amid all the speculations, Jing Hengbo stood there in a daze, with flattened lips and trembling eyelashes, and said with a half-crying and half-smiling voice: "Nimma is too reserved, this should be a bra..."

"Crack." There was a crisp sound, something smashed out of it, and there was a loud cry from inside, "Yaoji! You stole my sister's underwear again!"

Jing Hengbo was stunned again, shaking his lips and said: "Nimma, let Feifei draw black eye circles to act as a chicken, thank you for thinking of it..."

The door was pushed open, but no one came out, but an arm stretched out, picked up "Yaoji" neatly, and threw it into a basket next to the door. Rotten.

Someone inside scolded: "Nimma, you throw the chicken into the trash can, what will happen to my socks!"

The tone of the voice was lazy, slightly hoarse, and it seemed to be coquettish when angry. Everyone laughed when they heard it, and someone said: "Like a queen!"

Another person behind the whiteboard replied: "Pick it out and wear it."

This person's tone is concise and neat, and every word is very clear.

"How can I wear the ones in the trash can again! Pay me for new ones!"

"If you win against me, I will pay you." The same person replied just now.

Suddenly another arm stretched out, rummaged through the trash can, found the sock, said: "It's not dirty, it's still wearable, I'll wash it for you."

This person's voice is delicate and crisp, and he is obviously younger.

"Don't, don't." The owner of the socks still said in a disgusted tone, "Throw it away! Little Perspective, don't search everywhere, the trash can is so dirty."

Suddenly another voice came in, "Hey, hey, it's so hot, can someone help me carry it!"

The girl who spoke last had a soft and sweet voice, and each word had a slightly warped ending, which made people feel sweet and pleasant.

After swiping the whiteboard, there was silence, only the footsteps of a person running, "I will come, I will come." It was the girl called "Little Perspective".

The first voice said: "I eat, I eat!"

"Yaoji" jumped up from the trash can, knocked open the "door" and rushed in.

The last girl inside laughed softly, "Is it delicious? Hehehe, I haven't put any salt yet."

Inside, there was a "slap" sound of chopsticks being thrown, and a few sneers, "I know!"

…

The people below were baffled.

Jing Hengbo was already stiff all over.

Her back looks extremely stiff, her hairpin ring is windless and automatic, the whiteboard is in front of her, and she can open it after walking a few steps, but she has never taken that step.

After the whiteboard, only her voice has been heard but no one is seen, but the conversation is extremely lively. Everyone has already whetted their appetites, and they all look forward to the Queen quickly stepping forward to open the door. Seeing her not moving, everyone also noticed her abnormality and whispered Gradually rise.

Pei Shu stared at her closely, looked at her with a frown and looked at Gong Yin, his expression seemed to be thinking about what secret this woman only told Gong Yin? There was still a smile on Yeluqi's lips, he couldn't see any disappointment, but his eyes were slightly sad.

Suddenly, a black curtain was about to fall on the whiteboard, which seemed to represent the arrival of night, and when it was lifted again, everyone made a "wow".

Jing Hengbo trembled all over.

In front of you, the scene has changed.

There are two beds against the wall, but the beds are very weird. They are two floors above and below. It seems that they can sleep four people. The workmanship is extremely rough and simple.

There are two upper and lower beds, and four beds, but each has its own characteristics. The lower bunk of a bed on the left side of the wall is clean and tidy. The light green sheets and bedding are very small and fresh.

The upper bunk of this bed is in a horror style. The sheets are all black, without any other color, and the sheets are laid without any wrinkles, and the line of sight is a straight line. The quilt was folded squarely, like tofu cubes, and the four sides were cut like knives. It was hard to believe that it was a bed for people to sleep on.

The bunk bed next door is another style. The bottom one, the pink bed sheet and quilt with a white heart-shaped pattern, is very sweet, girly and dreamy. Know this guy is a treat.

This guy's top bunk is the most eye-catching one among the four beds, because...it's so gorgeous!

The bedding and sheets on the bed were bright red, and although they were clean, they were piled casually on one side. On the rest of the bed, there were all kinds of parcels, boxes, bags, and some socks, brightly colored. Clothes and skirts hung long and short from the railing, looking like the flags of all nations when the six nations and eight tribes gathered.

"Too polite, too reserved..." Jing Hengbo murmured, "Under normal circumstances, it should be my underwear and bra that hang down..."

In front of the two bunk beds is a row of tables, a total of four. The style of each table can correspond to the four beds. You can tell which table belongs to which bed owner at a glance. The only thing they have in common is that there is a round head-like thing on each table, which is about the same size as a head, papery and abstract.

Everyone looked at this novel scene curiously from below, pointed out that the bed was interesting and saved space, and guessed what the round thing was. Jing Hengbo was also puzzled at first. After thinking for a long time, he recalled that the four people It was only when the dormitory was arranged that I realized it.

That's a computer!

computer!

A certain person has no idea or imagination of a high-tech product like "computer". Based on the word she has heard, she guesses that since the word "brain" exists, it must be similar in shape to a human brain...

It's really rare to see someone's IQ run aground...

Seeing the huge impact of this scene, her chest was surging all the time, unable to speak, but at this moment, because of the "computer" with a rather comic effect, she calmed down a little bit, wanted to laugh, but her heart was still sour, and a smile was not perfect on her lips. , there is a shimmer in the eyes.

Suddenly the curtain fell again, Jing Hengbo took a step back, and heard footsteps and the sound of pulling the table inside.

When the curtain lifted again, her eyes widened.

The setting is basically the same as before, in the same room, with four narrow tables joined together to form a square table, with three people occupying each side, each holding a stack of stiff papers in their hands.

The light was turned on behind the whiteboard, and it shone from high above. The most obvious under the light was the girl in black on the left side. She said she was a woman, but it was just a feeling. In fact, this person was as handsome as a man and a woman. Exuding masculine sharpness. Short clothes, long pants, high-waisted boots, black hair neatly tied up, revealing a smooth high forehead. With one foot on the stool leg of the person next to him, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, he was staring intently at the card in his hand, and smiled earnestly. Squatting at the feet is the "Yaoji" played by Feifei, who is rubbing her boots attentively with his big furry tail.

On the right is a girl in pink clothes, strangely also wearing short clothes and long trousers, which does not fit the short clothes of this era. The girl's snow-white round face, black eyes with fluffy eyelashes, and slightly pursed red lips, looked as sweet as honey, but there was always a bit of slyness in those eyes inadvertently.

While holding onto the card and chanting words, she grabbed the melon seeds on the plate at hand and knocked them. The speed was extremely fast, and the melon seed shells flew out from between her teeth like snowflakes. Next time I will fry the original flavor…”

Facing Jing Hengbo and the others with their backs is a girl in light yellow clothes, also dressed in a short dress, her long hair is so black that it shines, her sitting posture is very upright and elegant, she is holding a piece of paper neatly, her eyes are definitely not like that of a girl in pink clothes Glanced here and there, not as indifferent as the woman in black.

Jing Hengbo stared at the three people for a long time, feeling that he couldn't move anymore.

This is a dream, a beautiful dream, the most beautiful existence in memory, a past sealed in the past that cannot bear to be touched, a crystal ball in the window, slowly turning, filled with hexagonal snowflakes, and singing a beautiful song Music is so beautiful that it hits everyone's heart's hope, but it can't reach it.

She was afraid that as soon as she approached, the colorful clouds would disperse and the crystal ball would shatter.

This was just a scene for her to see.

Those three people didn't intend to be just human backgrounds. Suddenly he raised his eyes and looked at her.

The girl in black on the left hooked her fingers and the corners of her lips, and said, "Three missing one."

The girl in yellow, who turned her back to her, turned her head and smiled honestly, "Hurry up, hurry up, I'm missing you."

The girl in pink on the right picked up the plate of melon seeds and shook it clatteringly, "Hurry up, hurry up, today's lottery, Orlan's secret grilled wings."

Three smiling faces suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes, Jing Hengbo took a breath in a daze, pursed his lips, and finally moved his steps.

She walked over quickly, pulled away the empty stool, and sat down.

The moment she filled the table, the sadness in her heart flooded like a sea tide, her throat choked up, and she almost choked up.

More than three years.

She had been separated for more than three years, more than a thousand days and nights, and she never forgot this scene. She replayed it countless times in her dreams, and when she woke up, she stared straight at the roof with a dazed expression on her face.

Because there has never been a reunion, this heart is like a floating weed, which has not yet found its roots in this different world, can't be tied tightly, can't fall down, and is swaying leisurely.

And on this journey of ups and downs, rain, snow, and hardships, I missed the three best friends, and imagined countless times what would happen if they were all there? She would not be expelled from Dige in such a state of embarrassment, and she would not be so traumatized that she had no chance to heal her wounds and had to struggle to get up. For those three people, Little Perspective will go all out, Little Cake will poison her, and the man-in-law will pin her on the bed and beat her up, scold her for being stupid, and then beat everyone including Gong Yin, um, It is more likely that a male woman will grab the dagger she can't hold tightly in the snowy night of Dige, and send it into Gong Yin's heart...

The love with Gong Yin was too vague and desperate, so desperate that she didn't even dare to look forward to the future, so in those days when she was lonely and helpless, the imagination of reunion was the driving force that supported her to walk to the end.

You have to play well, she said to herself countless times, only if you play well can you have the face to meet your friends.

The other world is too difficult to mix, and those three must be no better than her. If you don't mix better, if something happens to your friends in the future, don't you have to watch helplessly?

Those three people turned their faces and smiled at her under the dim light, as if they were real.

After she collected herself, she realized that the woman in black was Zuo Qiumo. It had to be said that Gong Yin arranged Zuo Qiumo in the most obvious place with his heart, because from this angle, she really looked a lot like her. Like Taishi.

There is a person who is particularly similar, and that sense of reality will blow over my face.

She sighed leisurely in her heart, knowing that Gong Yin still saw Zuo Qiumo's female identity, and even guessed that she empathized because Zuo Qiumo was like a buddy.

So he did this scene.

The "Little Perspective" on the opposite side is played by Yongxue, a taciturn little girl who is not good at acting, so she sits with her back to her, but the posture and expression really have a bit of Jun Ke's feeling.

I don't know the "little cake" on the side, and I don't know where Gong Yin found it. His eyes are flexible and his movements are natural. He is probably an actor who often goes on stage, and he is familiar with this scene.

Looking at the cards in each other's hands again, she almost laughed out loud.

She once went crazy after drinking, and called Gong Yin the nicknames of the three buddies. She also hugged him on the ice flower he built and chatted with him all night about everything in the research institute. Cards were one of them. Unfortunately, with computers, Like the misheard "Orleans", Gong Yin only got the name but not the essence. Each person only has two pieces of cardboard, one with "paper" written on it, and one with "card" written on it.

Looking at the "paper" and "card" painted with iron hooks, Jing Hengbo fell into deep speechlessness.

There was a moment of silence on the field, and everyone looked at the weird queen strangely, not understanding the meaning of this scene, nor what the queen was doing when she participated in it, was it divination? Does divination need to be so moved? Look at those shining eyes, as if they are about to shed tears in the blink of an eye.

Those three people were looking at her, no one knew how to play such a powerful "card".

After a while, Jing Hengbo blinked, threw the "card" on the table, and said with a smile, "I'll finish first! I won!"

Zuoqiumer immediately threw the cards away, stood up, shouted, "Yurishalek Alexievich Pogolovsky!" and walked away without looking back.

"Yaoji" followed behind her.

"Little Cake" laughed out loud, brought out a plate of fried golden meat, and said, "Oh, I forgot to make it clear. Today's lottery is Orlang's secret chicken wings. Those who win have no share, and those who lose Share hehehe."

"Really?" Jing Hengbo stood up with a smile on his face, "It's not rare for him to stain his clothes greasy..." Suddenly he turned around quickly and grabbed the plate with his hands, "...I want to eat too!"

"I knew you came here!" The "little cake" over there laughed, and threw the plate on Jun Ke's bed, "Eat, eat quickly, friendly reminder, there are a lot of mites in the bed. Fried chicken wings with mites, Think it’s a new dish…”

"Oh! My quilt!" The "little perspective" who was honestly clearing the table, exclaimed, and rushed to save his own quilt.

Jing Hengbo had already pounced on "Little Cake" and threw her onto the bed. With one hand, he tightly grasped her steamed bun like a tiger's claw, and with the other hand, he pulled a garter belt from the railing of the upper bunk, and wrapped it in his hand. After a few rounds, she approached "Little Cake" with a lewd smile, "Girl has delicate skin and tender flesh, give me a little rape..."

The "little cake" struggled with a smile, and suddenly stretched out a hand to grab her chest, and said with a smile, "Your target is more obvious than mine..."

With a "crash", the curtain came down.

It avoided the scene where thousands of people saw the Queen losing her dignity.

But tens of millions of people are already dumbfounded, with their mouths open and eyes staring straight at the piece of black cloth. What is the girl doing? What identity? How could it be possible to mess with the queen like this? And why are they talking so strangely...

They stared at the curtain, waiting for the opening of the next scene. Although they were confused, somehow they felt very comfortable and friendly. Although the women's actions were too bold, there seemed to be a special kind of Emotions are flowing, and even though people don't know why, they can't help yearning slightly.

It is the natural yearning for freedom and indulgence deep in the hearts of people bound by ethics under the feudal system.

However, everyone waited with breathless concentration for a long time, and the curtain was not pulled up again.

Behind the curtain, the lights have gone out. Jing Hengbo stopped smiling, and lay on the bed with his head buried in the pillow, not moving for a long time. The girl under her who was playing the cake moved out of her body a little anxiously, and stood aside, Zuo Qiumo and Yong Xue also stood in the corner, watching the Queen's back silently.

Although the silhouette of the woman in the shadow was motionless and silent, everyone suddenly felt a slight dampness in the air.

Although the girl who played the little cake had the best acting skills, she was also the least able to understand the situation. Seeing this, she felt a little uneasy, and stepped forward to salute Jing Hengbo, but suddenly pushed her away with one hand.

When she turned around, she saw Gong Yin.

Gong Yin looked calm and waved to the three of them, signaling not to disturb them at this moment, Zuo Qiumo nodded and took the two girls down.

Gong Yin sat down beside Jing Hengbo, and Jing Hengbo lay on his stomach without moving.

Gong Yin looked down at her slightly raised shoulders, slender waist, and trembling long hair like flowing water. He remained silent for a long time, with pity in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, as if to brush her long hair, but finally pushed her hair away, and his fingers landed on her back.

Feeling the thin figure under his fingers, he lowered his eyelashes, and gently stroked the acupuncture points of her vest with his fingers, straightening out her breath and calming her down.

Knowing that she was crying, he didn't stop her, he was a little depressed and needed a chance to express himself.

Jing Hengbo buried his face in the soft quilt. The quilt was exactly what she had described at the beginning. It was made of ordinary cotton, warm and comfortable. If you looked carefully, you could find the brocade underneath. It can be seen that he found the quilt within a short time, and he did not forget to directly Added a layer of cotton cloth on the outside.

The earthy and sunny smell of the cotton once again awakened the longing and gratitude in her heart, and she buried her face in the softness, dyed the pink into deep red with all her heart and soul.

She cried because she was moved, she cried because her memory was touched, and she cried because this scene fulfilled her inner desire.

If in this life, there is really no chance to get together with them again, this scene will be regarded as a slightly sad compensation.

I thought he would set up a scene of marrying her.

Presumably, for him, this scene is the most important in his heart, and this scene can be said to have a connection with her.

However, he chose another direction.

It's just because he has always put her affairs, her concerns, her thoughts and thoughts above his own wishes.

There are countless people in this world with exquisite seven orifices, but only the one who loves you the most can hit the deepest desire.

She was lying on her stomach, refusing to raise her face, only felt that her body was soft, and her heart was also soft, as if she was soaked in moderately warm water, and there was no point of strength around her, but even that floating made her soul and body feel at ease. It seems to be in the clouds, with light on all sides, seeing the blue sky and bright sunlight.

Hearing his soft tone, he was still so cold, as if he didn't have much emotion, but only she knew that it was precisely because the emotion was too deep and heavy, that it was suppressed by him layer by layer. density.

He said: "Hengbo, Yeluqi said that I hope you live the best life. But I only hope that all your obsessions in the world can be fulfilled. Your thoughts are like this, your best friend is like this, and everything in your life is like this. Every wish is true."

This sound is as light as spring rain.

This sentence is deeply rooted in my heart.

This sentence made her raise her head abruptly, and she could no longer hold back her long-suppressed heartbeat, and threw herself into his arms.