Chapter 62: Chinese New Year's Eve

The moon suddenly got a little tired, and after returning to the human world, she wandered around, stalking others, searching for the truth, and falling into memories without stopping.

Walking into Lin Zijin's bedroom, on the light yellow bed, he lay down tiredly.

Before I knew it, the moon really fell asleep and had a dream. In her dream, she was back to that cold night, surrounded by beautiful fireworks and the shy ambiguity of the warm back seat.......

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It was snowy season, Chinese New Year's Eve.

"Zijin, have you slept?"

"Not yet, I'm getting ready to take a shower. I was going to call you later. ”

"Oh...... I understand: when I finally go home, I must have a lot to say to my family. ”

The moon thought that she was well-behaved like a little daughter-in-law, but she didn't know that Lin Zijin's mind was elsewhere.

"Xiao Qi, I started to miss you as soon as we separated! Although, the New Year is only a few days, but I am worried about how to get through it. I'm really afraid that I can't resist an impulse and run over to you!Xiao Qi, what should I do?"

Lin Zijin on the other end of the phone whispered his thoughts, and they spread wildly in his heart, blossoming and bearing fruit in an instant.

"Zijin, I miss you too. ”

"Xiao Qi, what do you think of me?" The man was unrelenting, obviously not satisfied with her sentence "I miss you too", which was too perfunctory.

In the alone time of the two worlds, when the love was strong, she also said sensual love words to him shyly, but it was somewhat difficult to tell her through the phone, as if she was confessing to the air.

"Xiao Qi, I want to fly to your side at this moment, hug you tightly in my arms, and do what we all want to do. ”

"Hooligans. The moon whispered, softly and clearly, flirting without the slightest reproach.

I didn't expect Lin Zijin, who is usually Sven, to play a hooligan.

"Xiao Qi, you still know me, and you even know what I think in my heart. If you don't think about it, how do you know what I want to do?"

Through the phone, the moon still couldn't stop blushing and embarrassed, and there was no bad thought in the man's words, but it couldn't hide her sensitive nerves.

"Xiao Qi, I'll let you see what a real hooligan is another day. ”

changed his past gentleness, he was so unscrupulous and softly teasing her, especially the word hooligan at the end was particularly heavy, so that she didn't have time to be overwhelmed by a new round of shyness, but couldn't help but follow his words and think: what would the "real hooligan" look like in his mouth?

Is he going to change his style and change to a domineering president style, won't he?

The moon said: She prefers the man who is gentle to the bone, which makes people feel happy.

"Xiao Qi, why don't you speak? You don't really think about what I'm a hooligan, right?"

He remembered the pretty appearance of the moon with his brows tightly knit and thinking seriously, this was really her style, he loved her expression, innocent and cute.

couldn't help laughing, but he tried his best to suppress it, he still remembered a time when he offended this little woman because of the laughter he couldn't hold back for a while.

"You...... I was just thinking that I'm glad you're not with me right now, or ........"

She couldn't find the right words for a while, how should she punish Lin Zijin? Beat him up or beat him violently? It's okay to talk about it, but it can't be taken seriously!

"Or else...... How are you? You bite me? You come, you have the ability to fly to me and bite me now!"

Lin Zijin could imagine the angry little woman holding the phone at the end, and he wanted to tease her so happily and mess with her, he couldn't sleep anyway.

Biting her lip, she stopped talking. No wonder, Lin Zijin told her that people who knew him described him as a wolf, this guy was sharp, and he was really not his opponent.

I have to admit it: she can't say anything about him, and she can't compare to his level of scoundrels.

What the moon didn't know was that even if Lin Zijin was a wolf, he was willing to remove the wolf teeth of the fangs in front of her, and he was only willing to turn into a wolf dog, and he was raised at home to give up his wildness and freedom, and he was a little more gentle.

"Zijin, I really miss you, I miss your warm embrace, I miss your lingering kiss. Finally plucking up the courage, she said it in one breath, the tone was the same as the usual Lin Zijin, soft and full of affection.

"Little Qi......." didn't wait for Lin Zijin to continue.

"Zijin, good night. Moon hurriedly hung up.

In fact, at first, the reason why Lin Zijin dared to tease her so unscrupulously was just to bet that she didn't have the courage to say something similar, but she didn't know what to do after she told her.

Fortunately, Moon hung up the phone, otherwise, he didn't know how to take it, he couldn't still have the same hippie smile as he did just now, right?

Touching the hot phone, Lin Zijin was still reluctant to put it down, as if holding the phone as if she was beside her.

Lin Zijin's hot heart was instantly ignited and boiled by her, she said that she missed his warm embrace, missed his lingering kiss, and his heart couldn't be calmed for a long time.

After hanging up the phone, the moon stayed on the balcony alone for a while, she was quietly recalling the conversation with Lin Zijin just now, tonight he was not only as gentle as always, but also a little more scoundrel and bad temperament, so he was even more addictive.

As soon as she thought of Lin Zijin's sentence "real hooligan", she suddenly became ashamed, and the sentence "you bite me", she secretly thought to herself in her heart: Who is afraid of Who? When it is time to meet, she must bite hard, and see if he dares to talk nonsense in the future!

Chinese New Year's Eve day, the clear sky suddenly snowed heavily, and it fluttered in all directions.......

It was getting dark, night was falling, and the sound of firecrackers came intermittently from far and near, crackling around the moon, and she covered her ears, these lively sounds made the already deserted home even more deserted.

Originally, Yunxiao and Lemongrass were going to stay with the moon to celebrate the New Year in this city, she pushed them and said impatiently: "I'm tired of being together every day, if you don't get annoyed, can't you make my ears clean for a few days?"

couldn't resist the moon's repeated insistence, they all went home for the New Year, and Lin Zijin was the same, she was driven back to her hometown, leaving her alone to wander alone in this bustling metropolis.

The family was cold and panicked, and the moon wore a thick orange down jacket and went out.

Downstairs, the lively atmosphere spread, and the hearts of the people who were fried by firecrackers were steaming, like a hot pot ready to go.

The moon's heart is even more barren, thinking of his parents who are far away in heaven, and the sun, are they okay?

The snow had accumulated a thin layer, and the leather boots stepped on it, "creaking" sound, perhaps the snow was too dry, and the sound was a little harsh, tormenting the moon's nerves.

She reached out and picked up the snowflake, a clear snowflake flying in the wind, slowly landing in her palm. The regular hexagonal shape is as beautiful as the sweater worn in the moon, printed with a white base, scattered with light blue snowflakes, and a thin plush surface.

A gust of wind blew, her eyes hurt, and tears welled up, blurring her vision.

The moon stretched out her cold red hand and wiped her eyes, and the cold touch was cool to the center of her eyebrows.

When she opened her eyes again, she was greeted by a familiar figure --- Lin Zijin.

Although it was already dark, it was no longer a bright day, but she was still awake, she didn't dream, and she wasn't drunk, so why did she hallucinate?

The moon rubbed her eyes anxiously, and when she looked at it, Lin Zijin was standing in front of her, only a brown leather jacket with a light blue shirt and a big suitcase leaning at his feet, black, as deep as the night.