Originally, Ye Siruo's voice was soft and soft, and because of his illness, he also had a slightly nasal voice, which made people's ears soften even more.

"Brother Du, I'm Ruoruo, how could you forget me? Is it that I'm thin now, so you forgot me? I used to be very ...... It's very fat, round, and then because it's fat, I'm often bullied, and every time you help me beat those people away, you tell me that you will be my guardian angel in the future and protect me for the rest of your life. ”

After saying so much in one breath, Ye Siruo's voice trembled, for fear that he would not have a chance, After a long breath, Ye Siruo continued: "But later, Aunt Zheng took you away, I have looked for you many times, I have always wanted to come to you, but Dad didn't let me come, Dad said...... Say ......"

Ye Siruo's voice was full of embarrassment, and after repeating it a few times, it was just one sentence: "Dad said that you have forgotten me and won't let me come." ”

As he spoke, Ye Siruo's eyes were filled with tears, and the tears that surged up little by little were like pearls, and they looked dazzling under the light.

Choked up, Ye Siruo looked at Du Shiyan with tears in her eyes, and quietly spoke, "Brother Du, is it that Ruoruo will not have it in the future...... No more chances?"

had been listening to Ye Siruo's words silently, and when she suddenly asked, Du Shiyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and the estrangement in his tone also decreased a little.

"What chance?"

Biting her lower lip, Ye Siruo's face turned scarlet, with a girl's characteristic blush, "You promised me to ......" After a pause, Ye Siruo immediately shook his head, tried his best to restrain the words that were almost blurted out, and asked instead: "Brother Du, is the girl who was with you last time your girlfriend?"

Ye Siruo waited for Du Shiyan's answer expectantly, and Gu Xiaoman, who was standing in the corridor, also waited expectantly to see how he answered.

The second hand walked across the dial one by one, but Du Shiyan suddenly got up, and the overhead light half hit his side face, copying the outline of his jaw vividly and dazzlingly.

"You rest first, I'll go get you a doctor." ”

After speaking, Du Shiyan turned around and walked towards the door, and Gu Xiaoman, who was in the corridor outside the door, was panicking around trying to find a place to hide.

As a result, when Du Shiyan walked to the door, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

With a side face, he said in a solemn tone, word by word: "Her name is Gu Xiaoman, and she is my wife." ”

As soon as the words fell, Du Shiyan's body disappeared at the door.

In the dim corridor, in the meeting of eyes, Gu Xiaoman was stunned, as if he had forgotten his reaction, until Du Shiyan's deep eyes reflected her outline, Gu Xiaoman suddenly reacted, and his hand was already held in the palm of his hand.

I want to cry......

Gu Xiaoman lowered his head and sniffed silently, and when he raised his head again, he had already stopped him and walked into the bedroom.

With a 'bang!' door shut, his cold lips fell.

A deep kiss, he didn't intend to let her go from the beginning, until the kiss made her paralyzed, ** again and again, Du Shiyan couldn't help but let go of the ravages on her lips.

As soon as the two of them opened up a distance, Aunt Su's voice came from outside the door.

"Sir, Dr. Xia is here. ”

Du Shiyan hummed softly, then reluctantly lowered his head and gently pecked the corner of Gu Xiaoman's mouth, his voice was hoarse with emotion, "Take a shower and wait for me, I'll take a look." ”

Waiting for him in the bath?

Facing the scarlet flashing under his eyes, Gu Xiaoman immediately understood, his face instantly turned red to the base of his neck, covering his face, Gu Xiaoman snorted coldly in disgust, "Go quickly!"

As he spoke, Gu Xiaoman stretched out his hand to push Du Shiyan, opened the door and pushed out.

As the door closed, Du Shiyan laughed deeply.

Leaning on the door panel, Gu Xiaoman only felt that his heart was about to jump out.

He...... Just now she thought he was running away from the relationship between the two, but he actually said that sentence so directly.

"Her name is Gu Xiaoman, and she is my wife...... My wife...... Wife ......"

The haze in his heart was dispelled in an instant, and Gu Xiaoman walked into the bathroom humming a song.

The warm water slid across his skin, and Gu Xiaoman only felt that his heart was about to bloom into a flower.

"The weather is so sunny today, good scenery everywhere, good scenery!"

When I came out of the shower, it was already one o'clock, and Gu Xiaoman was yawning while blowing his hair, so I wanted to sleep.

After blowing his hair indiscriminately, Gu Xiaoman fell uncomfortably on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

In the confusion, someone seemed to be moving her body, her face was itchy, Gu Xiaoman waved her hand impatiently, and wanted to turn around but seemed to be shackled, unable to move.

In a daze, he saw a familiar silhouette and muttered, "Uncle, you are a liar......"

After speaking, the eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the person slowly fell asleep again.

And the 'uncle' herself in her whisper looked helplessly at the girl who was sleeping on her lap.

He turned out to be a liar?

With a sigh, Du Shiyan took the hair dryer on the side and blew the hair of the little lazy cat in his arms with the minimum wind speed.

I'm no longer alone now, and I'm still so inattentive, I have to go to bed without drying my hair, and I guess I'm going to have a headache when I get up the next day.

Du Shiyan was worried that it would make her noisy, so she tried to make the wind speed smaller, so that although the sound was quiet, it would blow for a long time.

Recently, in addition to some problems on the American side, many things have been pressed on him, and he has not looked at the girl in his arms so quietly for a long time.

He never thought that one day he would want the night so much, looking at the soft her sleeping in his arms, his empty heart seemed to be filled, and his dull heart was warmed.

After a long time, he has become accustomed to having her by his side.

Now he not only has a soft and cute little lazy cat, but they will usher in a new life in the near future.

Since what happened back then, he thought that he was cold enough to no longer have a sense of reverence for life, until he opened his eyes in the hospital that day, and the first thing that caught his eye was a thin figure sleeping beside him.

I don't know how long she has been here, even if he has already told her not to let her know, but she still found her, and stayed by his side.

At that moment, there were four words in his mind - a glance for ten thousand years.

He actually wanted to have a glimpse of the future with her.

What exactly does love feel like?

Is it "once difficult for the sea to be water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud", or "if you clear the dust, if the concubine is turbid cement"?

The most beautiful words are used to describe love, tracing back to the roots, the most beautiful feeling of love is a glance for ten thousand years.

At a glance, it was determined that that person was you.

At a glance, he fulfilled the promise of a lifetime.

Just because I took one more look at you in the crowd, I was lost in front of you for the rest of my life.

One glance for ten thousand years, from now on everything is only for you.

Later, she told him that she was pregnant, and at that moment his heart was like the first rays of sunlight that broke through the clouds and shone into the earth at dawn.

For the first time since that incident, he smiled in a smile that he had almost forgotten, a smile from his heart.

He's going to have a baby, a child with their blood and bones.

It turns out that there is a home that actually feels this way.

Fingers gently stroked her black hair, and the sound of the hair dryer hummed to make people feel at ease.

Under the dim table lamp, the silhouettes of the two people are particularly attractive.

Outside the window, snowflakes fluttered.

Inside, it's as warm as spring.

A night when two people hug each other is always more reassuring than living alone.