After dinner, it rained outside, and it was beating the window and wall, making a loud noise.

Under Ye Junyuan's watchful eye, Luo Sheng was forced to eat another dinner, and originally wanted to go for a walk in the courtyard with his stomach propped up, but when he saw the rain floating outside, he had to dispel his mind.

So he went back to his room, where the cloakroom was neat, and the window was wiped down, trying to eat by labor.

When Ye Junyuan pushed the door in, he saw her standing in front of the wardrobe room on a stool, struggling to lift the storage bag and put it on the top floor of the wardrobe.

Although the bag is not big, it is filled with thick clothes from the winter season, Luo Sheng's small arms and legs, plus he is not tall enough, he still has some difficulty when he lifts his head, Ye Jun walked a few steps quickly, took the bag in her hand, let her come down, stepped on the stool by herself, and easily stuffed it into the top cabinet.

"Anything else?" he stood on the stool and didn't get down, and he looked down at her.

Luo Sheng nodded, silently handed him the two storage bags on the ground, and asked him to put them in order one by one.

When the joint effort was complete, she caught a glimpse of his hair stained like a thread, stood on tiptoe to help him pluck it off, and smiled mischievously at him, "Thank you." ”

I hadn't seen her smile so relaxed for a long time, Ye Junyuan's heartbeat was a little out of control, and before his consciousness could react, his face had already come over.

The eyes, forehead, and cheeks were all kissed first, and when the tongue ~ head poked in, Luo Sheng trembled uncontrollably.

It seems that he hasn't kissed properly for a long time, his breath, his taste, and even the soft ~ soft touch of his thin lips seem to have become a little strange.

Luo Sheng didn't know how to describe the mood at this time, the pure, sweet, and heartwarming feeling in the past seemed to have become subtle and complicated with this strangeness, mixed with indescribable taste.

The kiss didn't last long, and a knock on the door interrupted the charm, and when they parted, both of them had a little red on their faces and gasped slightly.

Luo Sheng raised his hand to wipe the wetness from the corners of his mouth, stabilized his mind, and whispered, "...... I'm going to open the door. ”

Luo Weixi stood outside the door, holding Luo Sheng's handbag in his hand, smiling softly, "Sister, your bag has fallen in the living room." ”

Looking at the bag in his hand, Luo Sheng showed an epiphany look, no wonder she always felt as if something was missing just now, it turned out that the bag was not picked up.

After being carried home by Ye Junyuan, she was caught going to dinner, put her bag on the sofa, and forgot about it when she went upstairs.

After thanking him, Luo Sheng took the handbag, let go of the doorknob and turned around and walked in the door, Luo Weixi also wanted to go into the house to chat with her sister, but as soon as she stepped in, she noticed Ye Junyuan who was standing inside, and took it back very interestingly, and said, "Sister, I'm back in the room, you ...... You rest early in the evening. ”

After saying this, he quickly fled.

Luo Sheng was a little baffled, so he had to walk back and close the door.

Walking straight to the sofa with her bag, she took out two small glass bottles from the drawer of the coffee table, then opened the bag, took out a plastic bag from it, and poured out the gadgets inside.

Ye Jun saw that she was busy and fascinated, and when she walked over, she saw more small things on the originally empty coffee table, with colorful five-pointed stars, as well as a thousand paper cranes, and paper flowers that could not be named...... Luo Sheng carefully put the paper crane and the pentagram into one bottle, inserted the paper flower into another bottle, and then found a pink polka dot ribbon and tied a cute bow to the mouth of the bottle.

After a long silence, he couldn't help but ask, "...... What is this?"

Luo Sheng was trimming the edge of the bow with scissors, and when he heard this, he looked up and smiled at him, and explained, "This is what Qiqi gave me." ”

“……”

I heard that the boy was nine years old, the age of the third grade of primary school, Luo Sheng took him to the amusement park, took him to make a Ferris wheel, bought him a lot of painting books and tools, and even funded him to go to painting classes.

Luo Weixi has often volunteered with Luo Sheng on weekends, and there are a lot more topics about welfare homes on the table, Ye Junyuan basically listened silently, secretly remembered, and immediately understood the strange things in her mouth.

Speaking of that little friend, Luo Sheng's heart became soft, and he couldn't help but say a few more words.

Since learning to make roses not long ago, and getting her great affirmation, Qiqi's children seem to have discovered a new world, and they have learned to make all kinds of handicrafts, such as daisies, stars, carnations, and ...... Wait, I also made a thousand paper cranes and five-pointed stars, and every week Luo Sheng went to the welfare home, he would receive a lot of these gadgets.

This is the sincere heart of the child, she cherishes it very much, every time she is happy to accept it, take it home, use all kinds of beautiful small bottles, put things together, put them in the room as decorations.

Being reminded like this, Ye Junyuan noticed that Luo Sheng's room had a lot of such gadgets at some point.

Not to mention, with these things as decorations, the originally warm room has a little more childlike cuteness, and it complements each other with the small balls she originally bought.

His gaze paused for a few seconds at the colorful paper flower, and he unconsciously turned his head sideways, subconsciously comparing the bantam vase on the table next to him.

There are a few roses inserted in it, this is the flower he gave to Luo Sheng on Valentine's Day before, although there is careful care every day, but although the real flower is beautiful, it still can't withstand the destruction of time, after so many days, the petals have been decayed, and the head is listlessly drooping, unlike paper flowers, even if it is a few more years or more than ten years, maybe the color will be old and faded, but it can still stand upright and upright.

Ye Junyuan stood and watched for a while, and wanted to say something for a while, but in the end he came over silently, sat down next to her silently, and then silently grabbed the girl's hand on his knee.

Because of her perennial work, her palm has a little thin calloon, the shape is good-looking, the fingers are slender and long, like the tips of new bamboo shoots after the rain, and it is slightly cold in the palm of her hand, but it inexplicably soothes the anxiety in his heart.

Ye Junyuan couldn't help but clench a little.

Then the tide came up, but it was irrepressible awkwardness and grievances.

Feeling the force coming from the back of his hand, Luo Sheng realized something, and the other empty one moved the bottle containing flowers to the middle of the coffee table, and put the bottle containing the five-pointed star and the thousand paper crane into the drawer, and after finishing these trivial tasks, he looked at him seriously and asked softly, "What's wrong?...... Do you have something to tell me?"

He pursed his lips, his throat was slightly astringent, and he said lightly after half a sound, "It's okay." ”

Luo Sheng tilted his head in confusion, but he didn't ask any further.

A long silence struck, and neither of them spoke in their own hearts.

Ye Junyuan kept his eyes down, his lips were very tight, and the hand holding her gradually tightened, as if he was afraid that she would disappear suddenly.

She really lightens herself a lot, although she still lives together every day, and at night when she doesn't sleep out, the two of them will sleep in the same bed, but she can't deny it, but some things have indeed changed silently.

And the root cause of this change is well understood.

Ye Junyuan couldn't say this kind of mood clearly, but he just felt uneasy, a kind of panic that he had never felt before, and it gradually spread in his chest with uncontrollability.

Suddenly, I was very worried, worried that one day, she would suddenly disappear in her own world.

He's going back to the days when he was alone.

After hesitating for a long, long time, after several rounds in his heart, he finally spoke, and promised in poor words, "Luo Sheng, Cheng Ya's matter, I will deal with it as soon as possible." Don't think about it. ”

Luo Sheng's hand on his knee curled up, was silent for a few seconds, and hummed softly.

At night, Ye Junyuan finished reading the last document, went back to the room to take a shower, and then habitually entered Luo Sheng's room.

She had fallen asleep, the room was quiet, and when she took off her shoes, he lifted the bed and got in, and hugged the person on the other side from behind.

I don't know if he was awakened or if he wasn't asleep in the first place, Luo Sheng moved, faintly struggling, he grabbed her and hugged her in his arms, clinging to her back.

Although they were both awake, the two of them adhered to the habit of "sleeping silently" as usual, and had nothing to talk about.

Luo Sheng was strongly wrapped around his waist by one arm, and his eyes were silently opened at the angle of his back, silently looking at the window blocked by heavy curtains.

Hearing the sound of breathing behind him gradually even, it was estimated that he was asleep, she held the hand on her waist and wanted to move his arm away, but as soon as she exerted force, she heard his sudden aggravated breath in her ears, and her eyes flickered, and she was turned over, and the two looked at each other eye to eye and nose to nose.

In the dim vision, his deep eyes were unusually bright, like two obsidian stones soaked in snow, flickering and faint.

Her heart thumped.

Suddenly he remembered that a long time ago, when they first met, in the café, he looked at him.

Indifferent, without a hint of emotion, detached.

At that time, she never thought that one day, he would look at herself like this in the dark night, like now, with a kind of reconciled, seemingly fragile eyes.

After a long period of relative silence, he woke up like a dream, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Luo Sheng, don't be so ......"

He didn't go down, and his words were stuck in the middle of it.

Luo Sheng held his breath and waited for him to finish, but after a long time, he never continued, and finally only waited for his sigh, and another voice, "Sleep." ”

“……”

At eight o'clock in the morning of the next day, when Luo Sheng woke up in the morning, Ye Junyuan had already gone out.

The bottle of roses on the table that was about to wither was gone, and was replaced by the bottle of paper flowers on the coffee table.

Luo Sheng sat on the bed and looked at the bottle of paper flowers.

Qiqi's children drew a smiling face on each flower paper flower, and I don't know if Ye Junyuan did it on purpose, but now the smiling faces on those flowers are facing her, which inexplicably makes her want to laugh a little.

But it's a little sad.