He taught her pen and calligraphy

Bloody red her white, but also dyed his tightly hugged her, and her clear eyes but only deeply stared at the holding her, her dreaming, silly, she The savior, her adoptive father, her master. She looked at his worried eyes, a smile on the pale face, "Master, promise Ya Nan, and live well."
"No, Nan is not afraid, Master will heal you, do not be afraid." She reached for his sleeves, and looked clear to her clear eyes, "Master, you told Ya Nan, you have loved Ya Nan Shangguan Winshare, you may have loved me - Shangguan Ya Nan? "Looking at the clear bright eyes, he could not speak, only tighter hold her.
Sixteen years ago, he picked up her still in the snow when it was snowing, brought her home and named her Shangan Ya Nan. Take care of her sixteen years, sixteen years, he is the master, is his father, he taught her pen and calligraphy and painting, teaches her practice martial arts. In retrospect, since picking up her, the boring life of the past seems to have become interesting, that little girl combing the head of the bag will spoil him for a bunch of candied haws, in order to avoid practicing martial arts and sick, will be in their own birthday At the time to prepare a bowl of flowers for their own soup, brought himself sixteen years of joy.
However, he never imagined that these sixteen years of time actually let her deeply rooted, fell in love with her, so painful and so deep. This time, when he was hunted down, exhausted after being poisoned, she and her desperate fight with the enemy, but he knew that her skill could not resist the enemy at all. She shook her hand trembling gently, but glanced behind him, his eyes became firm, day and night after the bitter struggle, she killed all the people, but she also heart broken, life is not long . He hugged her as though she had picked it up, but he hesitated when she asked if she loved it, and eventually she could not speak. "Master, do you still refuse to say that you love me?" Her clear eyes flicker, shed tears, and would like to reach out to touch the familiar face but find it impossible to close her eyes, The tear in the corner fell on his hand, dropping his heart. she left
"Ya Nan, do not be afraid, Master comes with you." He finally could not promise her to survive, because he did not want her to go alone, pulling his sword to stab, he tightly hold her cold hands ,interlocking fingers. Get the facts | her response | have a peek at this web-site | next page | Continued | get redirected here | my latest blog post | pop over to these guys | Related Site