Close to the edge of the sea, the weather is sunny even in December.

Jing Hao yawned and came down from the upstairs, and unexpectedly saw Yan Shen sitting on the sofa holding a magazine in his hand, showing a rare casual posture, the coffee in the cup in front of him was drunk to only a thin layer, and the very small person was also very subtle to tell his pity.

Jing looked at it, went into the kitchen and cooked the dumplings in the refrigerator, and brought them to him.

"Tell me, what reason did you find to persuade me not to go back this time?"

In the past two years, Yan Shen has significantly increased the time to come to her, not to mention, and uncharacteristically stopped her from returning to China, and dragged her grandfather to come abroad for the Spring Festival for two consecutive years.

If it weren't for the fact that he was in such a good mood every time he came over, she would really think that something had happened to the Yan family.

"Still looking for a reason?" Yan Shen poked a dumpling skin to block the leeks inside, and naturally thought of the strange thing that he could insist on drinking leek juice early in the morning, "Of course, I'm afraid that you will go back and touch the scene." ”

Jing Hao glanced at him, lowered his head and bit a dumpling without speaking.

Yan Shen has never hidden from her, she has known for a long time that Yan Ju has been working in the Yan family, and from the smallest team leader in the management, she has been promoted to a position that can almost help Yan Shen share affairs in two years, so that Yan Shen can come to her from time to time in the past year.

I can give the opportunity to others, but I don't have this idea at all.

She didn't believe in Yan Ju's ability, and she didn't know where she was when she rose to her current position, and the only explanation was that he didn't want to come.

Whether it is because you are afraid and you don't come because you don't want to come, it turns out that there is no difference in the process.

The dumplings in his mouth lost their taste in an instant, and Jing Hao poured the rest into the bowl where Yan Shen had eaten almost, waved his hand and went upstairs to sleep.

I slept until the middle of the morning and got up and was dragged by Yan Shen to the beach to relax and eat a meal of seafood, and then came back to sleep when I sent people on the plane in the evening, and was woken up by my stomach in the middle of the night, and when I hurriedly got up to go to the toilet, I kicked my toes to the door, jumped to the bathroom and squatted and sneezed one after another.

At first, the tears were carried out by sneezes, then from the pain of the heart in her toes, and then she sat on the toilet and in the bathroom illuminated by the light, her straw-like hair was scattered and crackled down.

It's all Yan Hao who is too spoiled and squeamish, the last time her feet hurt, someone was afraid that she would hurt her feet again, so he even had to get up and carry her to the bathroom door at night, leaning against the door and dozing off little by little, but he still insisted on carrying her back.

Her feet hurt so much that she couldn't sleep, and some people obediently listened to her words, stiffened their hands and comforted her with uncomfortable force at all, and finally she was slapped away impatiently.

But now, she is not feeling well, and there is only one person.

Jing Hao wiped his face vigorously, pinched the mobile phone he had brought with him just now, didn't even bother to count the time difference, and dialed the phone according to those familiar numbers.

After a "beep", the phone was immediately connected.

He connected but didn't speak, only breathing heavier one after another.

"Yan Ju," Jing Hao opened her mouth, her chaotic and impulsive brain hadn't thought about what to say, and a sentence had already blurted out, "I hate you the most!" ”

She is usually proper and meticulous, even if she occasionally has the temperament of a young lady, she is more like a pampered little temper, and it is rare to say this kind of mantra when a child is angry and quarrelling.

Yan Ju, who was suddenly woken up from his sleep, didn't feel a little weird, he even carefully slowed down his breathing, forcing himself not to stare at the phone and try to see her, but to look out the window at the sky that was about to glow with a fish's belly, and said a low "um" in a suppressed and suppressed voice.

It's okay to hate me, it's okay not to want to see me, it's okay to leave me forever.

I'm glad to hear you talk to me, to hear you call my name.

But he could not express his joy at all, or she would have guessed his sinister intentions and then ignored him.

"I just hate you like this, don't say anything, I don't know if you like it or not, I haven't seen you for two years, and I don't mean to come to me at all, you just want to have no contact with me, right?"

Yan Ju shook his head vigorously, wanting to deny that he wouldn't have the meaning of not seeing her at all, but a thousand words were blocked in his throat, and when he was about to say it, he was swallowed back.

Don't speak, don't embarrass her, don't disturb her venting.

She doesn't need Yanju anymore.

Yan Ju took a few deep breaths silently and violently, relieving the near-death suffocation that came up in his heart, and was about to force himself to make another breath to show that he was still listening to her, and the next sentence interrupted all his movements.

"I'm uncomfortable, Yanju, I miss you."

In just eight words, Jing Hao reached out to cover her forehead when she said the middle, and the hot temperature confirmed to her that she had a fever, and while reaching out to support her forehead to suppress the dizziness that came up, it also made her say the next three words more justifiably.

When he is weak, he always has the confidence to be coquettish and mess around.

There was a ping-pong sound over there, as if something had been brought down and then dragged something else to the ground, like she was so uncomfortable that she was about to vomit and diarrhea, so she pulled someone who didn't know when it was on the phone to talk to her.

"Don't hang up the phone, Yanju, I won't pay attention to you anymore if you hang up, you cry and beg me to ignore you."

Yan Ju's breathing became more and more gasping, and the whirring wind remained at the same frequency as the sound of the wind outside the window, but it was more violent, tearing apart the response that came out of his throat.

The wind along the coast was really strong.

Jing Hao glanced at the window in the bathroom, and the whistling cool and humid wind of the sea just hit her face, making her already burning head even more confused.

I knew that I wouldn't go to the beach with Yan Shen to blow the wind, and what kind of seafood would I eat.

Sure enough, when people are unhappy and unsatisfactory, they even stuff their teeth when they drink a glass of cold water.

There was a soft cry in Jing Hao's voice, full of grievances, "Yanju, I'm uncomfortable." ”

There was another "grace" that was crumpled by the wind, and it seemed to be more broken by the expedited wind.

"Yanju, you can't say anything except 'En', right, I said I'm uncomfortable, can't you even use the almighty trick of letting me drink a glass of boiled water? That's why I said that I hate you the most, you can't even say a soft word, you don't know how to coax me if you lie and lie to me, and you have your good-looking face in vain. ”

Jing Hao held on to the hot head, and the vigorous anger also rose like the temperature on the head.

"You have that good-looking face in vain, and I don't know how many times I stare at that face in front of me, maybe I will forgive you?"

"It's obviously your fault, you don't even dare to come to see me, I even called you first, Yanju, do you know that the person you like first suffers a lot?"

She spoke incoherently and weakly, the wind in his ears grew louder and louder, and his violently running and fast-beating heart was rattling his eardrums, but even so, he could hear every word clearly.

She wanted him to coax, and she said she might forgive him.

Yan Ju propped up his knees and gasped, looking up at the only light in the bathroom on the second floor, and it took half a minute to calm down his breathing that was so hot that it seemed to be about to be burned by a fire.

He walked to the side of the flower wall with the help of the tree trunk next to him, climbed up to the balcony on the second floor, and followed his memory to the only light.

There was a light over there, and the man he had placed in place sat in the warm light.

The light contrasted with the darkness, and it came to an abrupt end at his feet.

And the person in the middle of the light, with his head down and talking to his mobile phone, still had mottled tears on his face.

A face was pasted like a cat, but it was the same as the memory he carefully placed and didn't dare to touch.

It's noisy.

Yan Ju stood at the door, and suddenly reached out to cover his heart, and kept pushing harder and harder, trying to smooth out all its beats.

Be quiet, you're going to make a noise to her.

He was jumping too happily, and the person who was talking with his head down seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised his head and looked straight in his direction, looking at each other most of the way through the bathroom.

Yan Ju clasped his palms and tried his best to show a smile that couldn't be too happy.

She said that this face was good-looking, so he could give her this face and show all the looks she wanted.

Jing Hao was stunned, and his slightly raised buttocks touched the cold toilet again and was taken care of by the blowing sea breeze before he suddenly reacted to the current situation, and threw out the things he grasped in his hand.

"Get out, I'm!"

As soon as the words came out, she simply buried her face in her elbows.

I haven't seen each other for more than two years, and I said something like this as soon as we met.

She lowered her head too quickly, and she didn't see Yan Ju's face that exploded red after listening to her, she only felt that he picked up the mobile phone on the ground and put it on the sink on the side, and then closed the door softly, and the footsteps that were far away were going downstairs.

You won't be yelled away by what she just yelled at, right?

Jing Hao was about to get up in a hurry, but halfway through the movement, he felt a cramping pain in his stomach again, and he could only sit back on the toilet with hatred.

The diarrhea came to an end temporarily, and when she cleaned herself up, she found that not only was her posture awkward, but her face was messed up with tears and dried out, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

If Yan Ju leaves, she may still be scared away by her face.

complained to ease her mood, as soon as she opened the door, she was almost startled by the person at the door, she took half a step back and almost slipped, Yan Ju quickly reached out and helped her, and after she stood firmly, she quickly let go, and handed over the water cup in her other hand.

"Hot, be careful."

Jing Hao took a sip, and in his eyes that he couldn't hide his worry, he was sure that it was just an ordinary cup of boiled water, and when he lowered his head and took another sip, he happened to see a large piece of Yan Ju's thin vest that was obviously pajamas, and then he knew that he had almost run all the way to the sound of the whirring wind he heard just now.

"You magically showed up in the middle of the night just to give me a glass of boiled water?"

And because she never drinks boiled water, I'm afraid there isn't even a boiling kettle in this villa, and I don't know what he went downstairs to cook just now.

Yan Ju nodded and glanced at the water cup she hadn't drunk much, "You said that you want to drink a glass of boiled water if you feel uncomfortable." ”

He didn't say anything, lest he couldn't come over and really hand her a glass of boiled water.

Jing Hao suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to rise, snorted in a nasal voice, pinched his wrist and touched his forehead with the back of his hand, "I'm having a fever, a glass of boiled water can't solve the fever." ”

She was about to embarrass Yan Ju to see if he cared about her, Yan Ju had already frowned and turned around, skillfully pulled out a drawer from the cabinet in the corner of her room and took out the medicine box.

Jing Hao blinked, "I didn't even know I had this in my room." ”

Yan Ju's hand looking for medicine paused, he didn't dare to say that this house was actually robbed of the design right by him after knowing that it was intended for her to live in, and when she didn't live here, he would occasionally sneak into the house like a thief.

Even this medicine box is actually what he put here.

Unable to speak, Yan Ju unscrewed the tin foil of the antipyretics, poured the capsule into Jing Hao's palm in the air, and looked up suspiciously after finding that she had no movement, and her eyes showed a bit of begging at a certain moment.

"Just take the medicine."

Jing glanced at him, and just when he couldn't help but explain that there was absolutely no problem with these medicines, he swallowed the capsule with water, "The water is too hot, the capsule will be soaked and stuck in the throat." ”

She just explained in passing, and Yan Ju lowered her head and whispered sorry.

He would have used these half-truths and half-truths to make her feel distressed and attract her attention before, but it was obviously true this time.

He finally completely exposed his feelings, but at the same time put himself in a more humble position.

The bad past, the bad memories of deception, and the possible separation again are all reasons for his humility.

Jing Hao sighed helplessly, tilted his head and fell onto the bed, "The pillow is uncomfortable, come and give me a pillow." ”

Yan Ju hesitated and sat on the edge of the bed, she had already pulled the person down by his hand, and leaned comfortably on the throbbing chest.

The loud bang bang was so loud that her eardrums couldn't stand it.

Jing turned, her head resting on his softer tummy, her hand pressed right on his heart, and asked the same question she had asked so many times before.

"Yanju, are you sincere? Do you love me or not? ”

The place where her subordinates pressed was subconsciously tensed with her master, and then she jumped faster as if she had ignited the flames of war, facing the incoming enemy with a defensive posture.

After a long time, Yan Ju hesitated to speak.

"I don't know." His voice was tense, and the hand that hung down at his side moved unconsciously to her side, as if ready to hold her back when she turned her face at the answer.

But his whole body was trembling slightly, trembling with fear.

Even so, after being silent for half a minute without getting a good response, Yan Ju repeated it again.

"I don't know, but I can die for you."

His tone was flat, as if he were telling a matter of course. Death used to be the most terrible thing in his eyes, taking away his father and scaring his mother away, and even he could make the choice that he once avoided like a femme fatale in the face of death.

But for these two years, if he hadn't received "good news" from her from time to time, he wouldn't have been sure if he would be alive.

Jing Hao was stunned for a moment before he said, "So, you can even make this kind of determination, but you can't come to see me, if I hadn't called you, you plan to never come to me, right?" ”

As she spoke, she patted Yan Ju on the chest a few times, "You can really be ruthless, Yan Ju." ”

"No," Yan Ju closed his eyes, the familiar sourness that came back to him as he recalled those photos, "I saw your photos, you are very happy with others, I can't disturb you." ”

The amount of information in his sentence is a bit overwhelming.

Jing Hao thought about it, and his so-called photos could only be seen from Yan Shen, and after thinking about it again, he figured out the trick, and snorted coldly before he was in a hurry to explain, "I'm very happy with others, so don't you bother?" ”

Her tail note was raised, evidently in disbelief.

"Why didn't I know that Yan Ju still had this kind of Holy Father attribute, didn't you have enough confidence when you lied to me before? You have done all the things of bullying and beating people with your hands, according to your ruthlessness, can you have this kind of Holy Father's heart? ”

Yan Ju was silent, and his voice was a little dull when he answered.

"I can do it, you can live better if you need it, I can do it."

Jing Hao was suddenly a little speechless, the Yan Ju she knew was the Yan Ju who was ruthless, tortured and killed more than a dozen people one after another, and could calmly jump from under the tall building, and even his own life could fall to death, she never knew that he would retreat to this point, and he would retreat again and again humbly.

If this was the real him, then she would rather he not be like this.

It's so distressing.

"I'm not with anyone else, and I'm not very happy, the ones Yan Shen showed you should be photos from previous years," Jing Hao finished speaking calmly, "I miss you very much, Yanju." ”

There was no answer for a few moments, and when she was about to look up, her arms suddenly opened and tightened around her.

Yan Ju buried his head in her neck, blurring and moistening the entire area of skin.

Jing Hao quietly let him hold for a few minutes, and then the effect of the medicine came to an end, she yawned and broke free from his arms, "I'm going to sleep," she squinted and looked down at the window, it was already dawning, and the morning sun window would soon be able to disperse into the sunlight all over the ground, "It's too bright to sleep." ”

Yan Ju reached over and covered her eyelids, and a dim darkness was gathered in the void.

Jing Hao closed his eyes and muttered again, "I'm going to eat cherries with yogurt tomorrow." ”

When he lived in the villa with Yan before, he dismantled the entire row of yogurt into bottles so that she could take it directly from the refrigerator, and if he was there, she just had to open her mouth and wait to eat.

Yan Ju hesitated, "You have a fever and can't drink milk." He was afraid that she would not be able to eat what she wanted to eat, so he hurriedly added the following words, "I learned the dishes you like to eat, you can taste them." ”

Jing Hao snorted, "Then I'll wait until I wake up." ”

She turned around and rested on his arm, and the hand that helped cover her eyes quickly chased after her, half-dangling to continue to protect her from the light.

Jing Hao half-squinted his eyes, slightly bent the corners of his mouth and fell asleep completely.

Even if life is not long, there are some things that should be awakened and thought about tomorrow.