"Clear spring. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The voice was so familiar and old that she could barely make out it - it was her mother's voice.

I almost didn't recognize it at first.

What was once so familiar suddenly became so unfamiliar.

The girl stood in the courtyard, dressed in a shrine maiden costume that was out of place with the times, and her long hair was windless and automatic, as if it had been brought up by a walking individual.

They were all familiar people, but they were also passers-by.

She couldn't remember how many of those people had passed by, stayed, and left.

In my impression, it's just the length of stay.

Maybe because of this, she doesn't remember some people very well, they are all going to leave anyway, and remembering this will make her a little sad.

Until the end, it seemed that only she and a shrine were left, but she looked young like a green pine in the mountains.

And, her eyes are still clear, but they are actually like a secluded well.

Who would stay for long in that crowded encounter, she thought.

Until the man reached out to her.

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It is a shrine hidden deep in the mountains, a torii gate, a house, simple and far-reaching, quiet and small, a perfect blend of night and mystery, ritual and affinity.

At this time, the lanterns that were usually extinguished are lit, and the whole thing looks like a warm sea of lights - today is not a big day, and the hanging lanterns contain Chinese imagery as if to celebrate something.

All in all, it adds a touch of warmth to this shrine, and the warmth is also thickened.

However, only the lanterns were lit, and most of the rooms were dull and dark because there was no light.

Only in the courtyard of the shrine, a house near the corner is lit.

It is also a very standard Japanese-style room, and the furnishings on the tatami mats are simple and simple. There were only two people in the room, one pillresting on the other's legs.

The girl in the shrine maiden costume had long hair like a waterfall, black and shiny, and the black hair was scattered along the leg of the person she was pillow on the bed, and she looked up slightly to see the owner of the leg she was pillowing, who was flipping through some yellowed pictures, and the slender and beautiful hand cast a shadow on the girl's face in the light of the lamp overhead.

"Your mother?" The male voice is soft and good.

"Yes," she whispered, the soft voice of the mochi tended to sound very pleasant, "but Mom didn't like the camera very much...... So I didn't have many photos left. ”

It was late, and he didn't plan to go back at night - he hadn't personally experienced what it was like to live in such an antique shrine.

And most importantly......

Ye Chi glanced at the mochi pillowed on his lap, his eyes flickered, so it seemed that this soft girl was indeed ......

After a slight push, Yechi rubbed Mochi's head, and looked at the person in the photo in his hand - it was a mature woman with a graceful demeanor, and Mochi looked like her, but the temperament of the two was completely different.

Can it be the same? One is the style of an older woman, mature and elegant, and the other can only be regarded as some kind of small animal, purely by selling cuteness to earn popularity...... Of course, there will be people who prefer the latter, such as looking at the photos and making a simple comparison.

"A lot of people say I look alike with my mother." Mochi raised his hand.

Yechi lowered her eyes slightly, and gently grasped the mochi's hand in her hand, her hand was soft and small, and could be easily held in the palm of his hand. Looking down, because of the vertical lift, the mochi's sleeve slipped down to the shoulder, revealing a section of the lotus root.

"Not really." Yechi stared at her hand and looked down, her eyes followed closely on the soft white, and she said slowly for a long time.

Mochi felt a little hot in his arm and wanted to pull it out, but was held tightly by Yechi.

"Why?" Mochi didn't feel anything unusual, just asked curiously, letting Yechi hold his hand.

"I can't tell you're an adult." Yechi was silent, and said half-jokingly - as he pulled her hand to her lips and kissed it. Mochi could clearly feel the piping heat of his lips, which was unnaturally hot.

At first glance, Mochi's appearance still gives a sense of maturity, especially when she feels distant when her face is expressionless—it is that expression that makes the smoke of the season smoke.

But that's limited to meeting strangers who don't like it very much in my heart.,In the past, she was similar to the tragedy of some two-dimensional characters who would come with their own BGM.,There's a very indescribable sense of cuteness in itself.,And this is not limited by her appearance at all.。

This is especially evident in games that are not limited by appearance, which is simply underage.

"I'm twenty years old!" When Mochi heard this, she puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction - she still cared a little about this, after all, it was not her intention to sell cuteness.

However, she is simply using her life to interpret the natural cuteness of staying in the depths.

"Yes." Yechi put down the photo, still squeezed her hand, and carefully looked at Mochi's flawless and delicate face, as if there were still some doubts.

Hey, I'm so angry!

Mochi sat up suddenly, rarely more serious, and looked at Yechi: "I'm an adult!" ”

Ye Chi couldn't help but burst out laughing, laughing softly and vividly, making Mochi stunned for a moment - Ye Chi, who rarely smiled, couldn't hide his smile at this time, and there was a smile hidden in his eyebrows and eyes.

Yechi is also a very good-looking person, and people like Mochi, who have an unabashed appreciation for beauty, will naturally be stunned.

Looking at her little stunned appearance, Yechi just stared at her, playing with her soft little hands, and her slender fingers gently wrapped around her fingers.

The two looked at each other, and Mochi blinked, and found that Yechi's seemingly ordinary black eyes were actually like black holes, and people couldn't help but sink - the frequency with which he pinched his hand was also like ......

It's like the lingering compassion when he kisses him deeply.

How could it be possible to forget those things...... Mochi's face was slightly red, and that was the only time she was closest to someone......

Yechi couldn't help but approach her when he looked at Mochi like this, leaned over slightly, and kissed her—the distance between the two grew closer and closer, so that he could easily wrap his arms around Mochi's waist, making him feel soft against himself.

"Ah Chi ......" Mochi was stunned by the kiss, only to feel that the air around her was getting hotter and hotter, and the sharp rise in temperature made her a little uncomfortable.

It was a small and intermittent call from the mochi between kisses, but in a moment it was stopped again by the kiss of the night.

Yechi didn't have the patience to kiss first and then kiss again, and he didn't know what force drove him to be a little impatient, and he knocked her teeth open at the beginning, looking for soft lips and tongues.

Bai Tuanzi was only a little uncomfortable with this, and Yechi knew that this might scare her, but he only cared about taking the person into his arms - fortunately, the mochi was quite adaptable.

However, because Yechi took her into her arms, her hand didn't know where to put it, and finally had to slide up Yechi's chest and wrap around his neck.

Even if it wasn't a deliberate invitation, it was a silent acquiescence, and the result was that the scene got out of control, and Yechi easily threw the girl on the bed.

The most congratulatory thing is that Yechi just turned off his mobile phone.

Kisses fall one by one, from the lips to the neck, from the neck to the collarbone.

The delicate and beautiful face was only dazed, and there seemed to be a shallow red haze on the face at the same time, and there was no expectation of what was happening in front of him.

What happened before dawn was that she really didn't wake up, she didn't know anything - even though she didn't know anything at the time.

Ye Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, and took a breath - her ignorant and seductive appearance really made him dare not act rashly. She doesn't know anything at all.

He put one hand at the mochi's side, and with the other he took a lock of her hair, and sniffed it gently, the fragrance was the same as what she was carrying.

Originally, I just wanted to suppress the impulse in my heart, but who knew that I couldn't extricate myself.

"If you are an adult......" Yechi carried the soft hair, slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and the smile seemed to have a hint of ill will.

"Huh?" Mochi's voice was soft and confused, and it always seemed as if she would agree to whatever was asked at this time—though there was nothing wrong with saying that most of the time.

"Can you eat it?" Yechi said.

Even if you don't know what you're going to face, as long as you can get consent, anything else is an afterthought.

But Yechi probably didn't want to wait, after saying that, he had already leaned down, Mochi didn't seem to hear Yechi's words, only saw that the light on the roof was a little dim, or maybe her eyes were foggy, she couldn't see what was in front of her - she felt warmth enveloping her, and that warmth made her feel so deeply protected that she wanted to fall asleep.

Until there was a tingling pain in her chest, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"Ah Chi ......" pulled Yechi's shirt with her hand, Mochi inexplicably felt that she was a little strangely hot, she had never felt similar pain and similar heat, which made her overwhelmed for a while.

Yechi didn't stop what he was doing at this time, the kiss fell on the white and tender place, leaving red traces, he had already touched those forbidden areas, but he didn't say it.

Yechi knew that in the face of these things, she didn't know anything less than other things, but compared to the others, he was not in a hurry to teach, but this was the only thing.

The right time, the right place and the right people...... Easy to teach and easy to understand...... The important thing is to be able to turn the person you like home completely!

When I looked up at the girl again, the red marks on her fair skin snaked down irregularly and irregularly—the significance of what Ye Chi had just done was probably proof of the fact that the mochi was in good shape, in addition to the hors d'errit.

Because you look carefully, especially when you have a full view of your loved ones in the dim light.

"Can you eat it?" Ye Chiqiang pressed himself, put his lips to Mochi's somewhat red-hot ear, and said softly - although he used a question sentence for questioning, it seemed to be no different from a declarative sentence or an emphatic sentence, "Is it okay?" ”

Because it's a mochi, you can always eat it.

Mochi's face was flushed, and I didn't know if she realized anything, but the blankness in her eyes did make people believe that she really didn't know anything.

Experienced that kind of childhood and education...... Yechi felt a little headache, and at the same time felt a little distressed.

Some people's actions will make up some stories, and those stories may be tactful or resonant; And other stories can also shape some people, or have the virtues of loyalty, integrity, and self-confidence, while many more people get a lot of regrets because of this - what Bai Tuanzi is behind her understatement and ignores is a part of "normal people", but she can no longer obtain it.

After all, she can't go back to the past, so that she can get something from the past to compensate.

Everything is only for the future.

"I don't know......" Mochi felt that it was a little difficult to speak, but his movements followed his mind and wrapped his arms around Yechi's neck.

"I just want to ......" Yechi sighed softly, deciding not to tease her anymore, her tone was the most serious of the night, "I have you." ”

Falling in love with this girl is actually a big burden, and it seems that she is better to cope with than anyone else, but the choice of her is irrevocable.

It's not a game that can clear the CD, delete the number and start over, and the choice is irrevocable.

The embrace was incredibly warm, and although Mochi did not fully understand the words, she was moved by Yechi's serious tone, and gently reached out and stroked the face that had tried to hide herself, which was actually stunning, and looked at him carefully with clear but spring-like eyes that could hide heavy thoughts—deep dark eyes, high nose bridges, thin lips.

Her voice was pleasant: "Okay......"

The coda is engulfed.

There are many things that are so contradictory that people can't understand them, and those things that are too profound are no longer in the stage of losing the best understanding of mochi, and if she can understand the so-called contradictions, she can't understand what the contradiction of pain and pleasure at this time represents.

Why is this happening?

What will happen?

There was no answer, but she was not as curious as ever, and the strong stimulus made her like a drowning person who could only hold the driftwood in front of her - clinging to the person in front of her, and those things that were not necessary to be entangled were also insignificant in her own confusion and the tenderness and firmness of the other.

Accepting without scruples made the other party have no scruples, and the heat rose to the point of piping hot, and those feelings that were not valued by the two at first trickled into the sea - it was like a battlefield, exploding in body and mind.

In the end, of course, he was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. She only vaguely remembered that the lamp on the top of the wall flickered a few times, and the light flickered on and off. As well as a warm embrace, a soft kiss that falls on the body.

In the dream, there is a goddess dancing, the mountains and rivers blend, the clouds and the wind surging fiercely like the waves hitting the sand and stones, and finally blending into one, the picture is complete and pure.

The night was quiet, and the temple in the mountains fluctuated from dark to light in the green light peculiar to the mountains.

The lantern was still glowing faintly in the wind, still warm. (To be continued.) )