Guarding, looking forward to, seventeen years.

But there was a moment so long, and so short.

It's so long that you can remember a lifetime, remember a lifetime, and are willing to give everything for her life and life, and make a promise to each other.

This woman, he has not left for about 17 years, from the first hug to babbling, toddler to follow left and right, her appearance is engraved into the bottom of my heart, a smile, every bit of growth and change is joy, is expectation, is never forgotten. I don't know when he left home, he missed such a little person in his thoughts, and it increased day by day, so strong that he wanted to marry her, and he wanted to accompany her every minute and every second, grow up with her, and wait, she would be his wife.

He is a man, he has never been close to any woman, he is clean, he is still a man.

He has a desire for affection, has the most real love and desire for her, from the shallow smile to the increasingly slender posture, every time he faces his most primitive man's essence, he suppresses it and waits quietly, just for that day - to marry her, justifiably. He never selfishly thought that this was the best gift to her, just because he loved and cherished it more.

The real softness between his lips was beyond imagination, better than he could describe. Just one touch, it is heaven and earth, and the world is beautiful.

How many years he waited, he didn't know, and she didn't know, when the emotion is moving, when the emotion is strong, there is no need to measure. Both of them were jerky, and their lips were equally cold and trembling. Stop studying after learning just a little.

This moment was as brief as a dream, like an illusion, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only the breath that was so close to each other that it was entangled.

It's so close that there is no physical and mental distance, and it's so far away that it's separated from marriage.

In the dark, the two of them forcibly suppressed the violent shock that protruded in their hearts, and tried to stare hard, but they couldn't see clearly.

"I ......"

As soon as Agarwood Fu spoke, he was helped by Honghui and left the bed an inch behind. The little face pressed under his neck and ears, the pulse beat wildly to his heart, and his hands clutched the placket of his chest, never letting go.

The white of the snow entangled with the moonlight spilled into the room through the window paper, enveloping the two people who collapsed in a shallow silver halo.

Agarwood snuggled under him, couldn't stop trembling, her pink lips moved, swept over the collar and neck, and called Honghui softly.

The soft call, like the soft and delicate of the master, penetrated the eardrums, burrowed into the slightly cool skin, jumped to the limbs, and then rushed to the atrium with the blood.

Honghui froze suddenly, and in an instant he propped up the bed and wanted to get up, but she grabbed the palm behind her back and held it to her waist.

Faint gasp, unspeakably shy, still looking at each other with red cheeks, forced to calm down.

Fang just knocked on the corner of the table...... It hurts, I'm afraid...... Even...... E-niang is asleep, do you have any medicine here...... I'll take it back and wipe it. ”

"Yes, I'll get it for you. ”

He answered, but did not move.

Hearing her snort again, her fingertips sunk into the corners of her clothes and rubbed them lightly, the petite urine in her arms came closer, and her whole body nestled under his shroud, biting her lower lip and holding back no more sound, but the tears almost turned out of her eyes, shining with water.

Honghui was slightly stunned, his fingers were still rubbing gently, and he sighed secretly and held the little head in front of him with his palm, his forehead couldn't help but go up, and each other's eyelashes trembled lightly, connected in one place.

"Agarwood, I'll marry you. Seventeen years...... I've never been a man who can't be acquainted, and there's nothing I can't match, I know very well or badly, don't say anything like that again, don't say that about yourself. No matter who I am, no matter who my Ama is, who my mother is, in this life and this life, I will marry you. Don't say that you get married, there is no such thing, go out of this house, enter this door, you will only marry me, there is no other man, not before today, and there will be no after today. ”

"Then I'll wait for you. ”

Laughing, spit out briskly from her mouth, staring straight at the eyes that were darker than the night and brighter than the stars and moon, and pursed the corners of her lips and smiled clearly.

The sudden change, Honghui stared into the bottom of his eyes, his breath blew on his lips, and the smile was touching and warm.

Heart, can no longer find the unusual restlessness in the evening, only feel safe. Smoothed her hair under the palm of her hand, and smiled as she bent her lips and shook her head.

The wind blowing on the window paper whistled unabated, the shadows of the trees swayed on the collapsed, and the pages of the books that had been placed on the table rustled between the arms of the clothes, and they rolled and blew one after another. The unstoppable tremor in the embrace seems to be due to the closeness of the heart and body, looking at each other silently, and not feeling the cold after the snow.

wrapped his shoulders and arms warmly, and took her to get up from the bed, and the little hand that was attached to the atrium moved slightly like him.

Winter clothes are not light, but at this moment, at the beginning of the emotional moment, the feeling is a little better, with the rhythm of the heartbeat can feel the knuckles tender, jerky, even the nails seem to scrape the flesh through the clothing.

The hand is fixed there, and so is the body, and the heart is instantly rejuvenated.

Honghui pursed the corners of his mouth tightly and tightened his figure, staring at the sheared eyes looking up in his arms, his red lips opened and closed slightly under his breath, and his voice was as light as a dream, more like a cute kitten. The flickering eyelashes suddenly covered the eyes, and the crimson cheeks trembled and called again, but the lips moved, but the sound was not heard.

It can't be pushed away if it wants human life.

"Agarwood. ”

It was dumb and dry, and the unorganized breath was suppressed on the peak of her lips that she approached.

The half-detached body fell back to the top, and all the exhaled gasps fell into his mouth, his lips and teeth were intertwined, his breath changed, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. The weak waist was wrapped between his arms and fell into the thick soft cushion, and he didn't hear a sound of pain again, and his slender ten fingers grabbed the neckline, kneading and twisting to break open the buttons, wrinkled and trembled in his palms.

The silence of the room is chaotic, like a rekindling of candles, waking up each other, and becoming more and more intoxicated.

Outside the window, a black shadow quickly retreated, and when it turned to run, it froze in place, almost falling into the snow, and was so shocked that it covered its mouth and slapped its chest.

Su Changqing sat at the stone table in the shadow of the courtyard corner, his white robe fluttering in the wind, and snowflakes swirling behind him. He took a sip of tea and asked casually, "Ergege, where are you in a hurry?" ”

Hongwan kicked the snow at his feet, looked up at the night sky, and pretended to sigh, "This snow is ...... It's a big fall. ”

"Well, but so. It is not surprising that some people take advantage of the dark moon and high wind to kill people and set fires, but there are also people who instigate the girl of the good family on this snowy night......"

"How can I have ......" Hong Wan screamed in a low voice, hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and looked back at the window where he had just eavesdropped, shrunk his neck and moved two steps away, and muttered to himself while hurrying towards his own courtyard: "When I go out and meet a ghost, I don't sleep in the middle of the night, sitting in the snow and eating tea, it's weird." Amitabha, not afraid, not afraid. ”

Su Changqing shook his head and smiled, following her example and lowered his head and patted his chest, "It's strange to go out and meet Gege, who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, and does such a thing." It is right to go back quickly, lest the man come for him, and he is afraid that he will suffer. Amitabha, not afraid, not afraid. ”

Hong Wan sighed, looked back at him, gritted his teeth and looked at him hatefully, and slowly approached in a small voice, "Mr. Su...... Clearly send women into the tiger's mouth, aren't you afraid...... It's clearly deliberate. ”

"You don't understand the things of adults. Go back quickly, otherwise not only your men will come to look for you, I'm afraid that if you delay for a while, your prince Ama will also come, and it's not good to bump into it. ”

Hong Wan rolled his eyes and smiled, stretched out his tail finger and picked it in front of him flatteringly, "Mr. Su, you don't ask who you are angry about, who am I helping You know in your heart, what is this matter today...... The best of both worlds. ”

Su Changqing put down the teacup and looked at the closed doors and windows, shook his head and stood up, swept his robe and swung the fine snow, looked at her condescendingly, and flicked a finger on his forehead, "Beauty, I'm afraid that your Ama Ming'er, who doesn't know what to laugh at, won't be able to laugh even more, I don't know, what will he say...... I can't tell, I can't help but feel overjoyed with the taste in my heart, and I want to put on a cold face and do that wonderful state. ”

Bang'er changed his face suddenly, smiled quickly and disappeared from the bottom of his eyes, his small mouth pursed very unhappily, he took two steps back and opened his round eyes and glared angrily, "Don't say I'm Amma, if he doesn't agree, Agarwood will definitely not be able to marry the eldest brother, you Ming'er is afraid that you will cry, you deserve it." ”

Looking at the back of the pedaling and running away, Su Changqing stood in the snow, smiling helplessly.

"It's not that no one wants agarwood in our family, so I have to hang myself on the tree of your family, which has long been 'dead', and I am willing to be his own family? ”

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Two years later.

It's still the same small courtyard. In the afternoon, the sun is blazing and the snow is melting.

Honghui hugged the agarwood that had just coaxed his son to sleep behind him, and saw that the little guy was sleeping sweetly.

Rare quiet, rare intimacy, ears and temples silently complained, and the heat in the bed is still better than outside.

A cry of grievance came from the corner of the bed, the fleshy little hand clutched the dress that had faded to the side, the small mouth bit the buckle and sucked hard, and the bright big eyes stared at the inseparable lips with tears.

Agarwood's face flushed to the back of her ears, and the hand wrapped around the back of Honghui's neck retracted, pushing the broad shoulders that were on her body, and then stretched out to her son.

"E-niang, hungry ......"

The little one crawled over as he stared at the pink half-dew blinking eyes, saliva dripping almost onto the smooth shoulders with the collar wide open.

In the bright red belly pocket, the hand that was still immersed in lingering a moment ago froze instantly, and its owner closed his eyes and opened it to look at his son, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes that were often warm and smiling.

Many years ago, it was also such a bright afternoon, when he was still an ignorant child, in that small Baylor House, it seemed to be ...... There have been similar scenes.

Honghui hugged his wife and children and lay on his side on the side of the bed, closing his eyes and recalling.

At that time, he didn't understand the suffering of the world, he didn't know how to make love a thing, and his world was so simple that it was only that backyard, a small courtyard with Amma, Eniang, cats and dogs. Later, he had a younger brother, a younger sister, and all kinds of cute little creatures, who grew up with him, laughing and crying. And then ......

Honghui woke up all of them, sinking that memory back to the bottom of his heart, intact.

Soft lips fell on his slightly wet eyelashes, and kissed gently.

A brocade quilt covered a family of three, sleeping childishly, and the listening wife murmured about the past she knew but didn't know very well. Between day and night, more than ten years have passed early.

Since then, there have been two more people in this world, who are his relatives and beloved, who know him and understand him. The same is true of him.