The stars are twinkling and the night is sultry.

If you look at it from a bird's-eye view in this quiet night, you will find that there is a courtyard that is particularly eye-catching, there is a swing made of wood in the front yard, swinging in the night wind, the amplitude is not large, you can only see that it is swinging, the yard is separated by a one-meter-high cement platform, this side is the road of the cement floor, about two meters wide, the cement floor is next to the house, it is three bungalows, not new or old, not luxurious and not simple, and the sandstone wall on the smashed stone is the melody that is not outdated at the moment.

There are three windows, the big middle on both sides of the small one, are handmade by carpentry frames, a small square inlaid with glass, at this time the leftmost window and the middle window are out, the inside is dark, revealing serenity, only the rightmost window exudes a tungsten bulb unique orange-yellow light, the light is a little fluttering in the night, if you stand outside and peep secretly, you will find nothing, the sky blue curtains, embroidered with the pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water, the craft is not exquisite, some years, The subtleties already have traces of the open thread that has been washed.

But if you look inside, you will find a figure, which should be sitting on the kang, motionless.

Peaceful, quiet, relieved.

God gave her a face that captivated the country and the city, even if she didn't apply powder, she could make people feel like a spring breeze in her smile, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and the rippling lake was not stained with dust.

Twenty-one years ago, she landed in this ordinary but warm home, when she was four years old, her parents sent her to kindergarten, and since then she has become the darling of the gardener, like to hold this little girl in her arms, pinch her little face, go to elementary school at the age of six, tie a skyrocket, like to get up in the morning and raise her neck, let her mother point a red dot at the center of her eyebrows, and then sit on the father's car beam to go to school.

When she was twelve years old and in junior high school, her father bought her a white floral dress, and the old pedant with glasses at the school said that "An family has a girl who has just grown up" This sentence is used on middle school girls, I don't know whether it is praise or depreciation.

At the age of fifteen, she was admitted to a key high school with excellent results, her father sent her to report, the older generation of intellectuals wore a Mao suit, An Ran followed him, and was looked at by thousands of eyes and lowered her head, her face was crimson, she left her parents for the first time to live in the school dormitory, she couldn't sleep at night, standing under the window on the second floor to look, and accidentally found that there was a person squatting on the wall, the body seemed to be a little rickety, and he was smoking, and the firelight made An Ran see clearly that it was his father.

Eighteen years old, is the darkest year in Enron's life, his father died in a mining accident, his mother was sick in bed, she held the notice of admission to a first-line university by 30 points, but resolutely gave up the college entrance examination and returned home to take care of his mother, some people say that if this child is not because of the family, it will be the golden phoenix that flew out of the county.

I just turned twenty-one years old, and a person came and went in my life.

If you think about it, God gave her a window and closed a door.

At this moment, An Ran, curled up on the kang, as if when her mother just left, she closed herself in her corner, the kang has been covered with futon, red satin, bright and conspicuous, the father seems to know something, I bought this with my mother a week before the accident, said it was for my daughter, and it took two months' salary, which is really a bit extravagant.

The red double futon occupies most of the kang, and there are several delicate patterns written on it.

An Ran looked at the quilt, stared at it for a while, slowly raised her head, what was waiting for her, she knew very well that since she had identified this man in this life, it was okay to do everything.

She is definitely not one of those girls who can hook up with each other in order to solve each other's physical needs, and tonight is important to her, and it is important to her life.

Shyness, joy, anticipation, nervousness... and so on, feelings were intertwined in her heart.

The body moved a little more, and then the amplitude became very large, she walked off the kang, bare her delicate feet, put on the slippers that had been prepared a long time ago, this is a new pair of slippers, and there is a pair of two sizes larger next to it, the appearance is exactly the same, she put it on and walked to the side cabinet, there is a mirror on it, looking at herself in the mirror.

She has washed her face and has not applied any pastel, although she has always been without makeup, but tonight she has to put on makeup, not as high-end as Liu Qingqing, not as wide as Zhang Xiao'e, there are lipsticks, foundations, and a piece of red paper and mascara that I bought at the mall in the afternoon.

Moved a stool and sat down, behaved demurely, looked carefully to see a slight tremble, she patted the foundation on her face, the skin looked more delicate, mascara spit on the long eyelashes, as if the lake water was bigger and clearer, put lipstick on her lips, the red plum under the snow was proudly blooming, she picked up the red paper again, and patted it lightly on the cheeks on both sides, the reddish face with the original crimson was more delicate.

She felt that the taste was a little worse, and spread her hair out, carefully braided, a little finger-thick weave across her forehead, which she had seen on TV, and really learned a little, her slender fingers turned rapidly, and a few more braids hung down on her head, she shook her head, and put it down again, leaving only the first braid.

He stood up and smiled in the mirror.

The safety under the tungsten lamp, the beauty of the three thousand worlds to stop the rotation of reincarnation.

After dressing up, the beauty makes the rolling red dust dance with it.

She waited.

Liu Feiyang.

Liu Qingqing said that there was a humility that was difficult to change in his bones, and he was said by the gods to be a one-eyed dragon in the blind world, so that Zhao Ruyu, who was happy to sleep with men, was treated as a buddy, and took the second child out of the village in embarrassment, and he didn't look back along the way, holding his breath away from the grave on the hillside, away from the village where he had lived for nineteen years.

It is difficult for him to express the endless pride of fighting with the sky, the earth, and the people, but he can say nine words in his mouth: live a personal life and show it to himself.

Walking to the alley that has been repeated every day for two months, his pace suddenly slowed down, there is only one light in front of him, he knows that there is a girl waiting in the light, his eyes are watching without blinking, every step he takes, he will think about what he should give this girl in the future, and if he takes another step, he will think about what kind of life he should give this girl in the future.

Walking to the innermost part of the alley, the iron door was still the same as usual, hanging with iron chains, and there was an unlocked lock on it, he raised his hand, and his movements were more delicate than before, for fear of making a little noise.

"When..."

He couldn't escape his nervousness in the end, his hands trembling, and the chains slammed against the door with a modest noise.

However, An Ran, who was sitting in the room, heard this sound clearly, his neck seemed to be raised a little, his eyes seemed to be closed a little, and his breathing seemed to be a little shorter.

"When..."

The chain rattled again, and the lock of the gate was locked.

Liu Feiyang walked forward cautiously, never felt that his legs were so heavy, walked to the front of the house, saw the light through the curtains, through the glass, and obliquely on the ground, he walked to the door, raised his hand and gently tugged at it.

"Squeak..."

The old wooden door made a grinding sound, and the listener was distraught.

As soon as the door opened, the aura of safety inside hit him violently, making him so overwhelmed that he felt dizzy in his brain.

Stepping in with one foot, he turned his head to look at the glass in the east room, the curtain on the glass had been lowered and was out of sight, he stepped in with the other foot, and then turned and closed the door.

A door, two people inside and outside the door.

An Ran was still standing in front of the mirror, so nervous that she was already relying on perseverance to raise her eyelids, and she looked at the door in the mirror.

Liu Feiyang raised his hand again, put it on the doorknob, and before he could leave, the door had already trembled slightly, he tried hard, and there was a creak, the door was embedded in a crack, and a faint light came out, and the door was opened a little bigger, and the light inside had completely wrapped his body, and the first thing he saw was An Ran's back, and then he saw the faces in the mirror.

An Ran smiled.

Liu Feiyang also laughed, he watched and admired, and when he walked in, he couldn't bear to take his eyes off his face, and closed the door with his hand back.

"Bang..."

The sound was not loud, but the bodies of the two people trembled, and their breathing became more and more intense, and the breath of the two was intertwined in this hut, writhing, struggling, and inseparable until finally merged.

"Coming back?" said three words from An Ran's mouth.

"I'm back!" Liu Feiyang replied unchanged.

He took two steps forward, went behind An Ran, raised his hand, supported An Ran's back, bent his body, put his other hand on An Ran's lap, and picked it up almost without any effort, his eyes couldn't bear to leave, An Ran had closed his eyes, and his face was a little redder.

walked to the side of the kang, put An Ran on the quilt, and then took off his shoes and sat down.

"Click"

The switch sounded, the tungsten light bulb completed tonight's mission, Liu Feiyang was not in a hurry, and there was no storm, he kissed An Ran's lips, and walked around this body in an unfamiliar and sophisticated way, An Ran hugged his neck, the temperature on her body had reached its peak, she didn't open her eyes, she didn't have the strength to lift her eyelids, and from time to time she would make a slight hum, and the sound echoed in the room for a long time.

Liu Feiyang touched An Ran's clothes, pulled them upward, continued to go up, and only when the clothes passed over his head, the face disappeared from his eyes, and the two were close together, feeling each other's temperature, eager to squeeze each other's bodies into their own bodies.

A pair of rough hands, touching a smooth leg, even if it can't be seen in the quilt, you can imagine that it is the skin color of mutton fat and white jade, Liu Feiyang put both hands under An Ran's back, and An Ran's hands were on Liu Feiyang's back.

"Hmm..."An Ran gritted his teeth, his face tightened, and his mouth let out a moan that could no longer be controlled.

The red quilt is a little redder again.