042 Christmas Finale

At five o'clock in the morning in winter, the sky was still covered with a layer of dark gray, and the morning star was blinking in the east, and the whole community fell into silence except for the street lights. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoA taxi stopped and drove away, but it didn't alarm anyone, except for a speck of dust.

The early returnee carried a small box and entered an apartment building.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still rang the doorbell, but no one opened.

The man laughed helplessly, took out his mobile phone to make a call, and it was still turned off. After rummaging through the address book for a long time, I finally found a set of phones and dialed them out.

Put down the phone, play with it in your hand, look at the door with interest, on your tired face, a pair of black eyes are exceptionally bright, with a hidden smile.

A few minutes later, the door was vigorously opened, and Xiao Ran, wearing pajamas, appeared at the door, and three seconds later, he showed a demented expression.

The man chuckled with satisfaction, "It's so cute, it's not in vain that I'm hurrying back." ā€

Xiao Ran slapped his forehead, "No...... You, how did you get back? ā€

Zeng Limao took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of her eyes, "It's all you, I sent a text message, and I turned it off inexplicably, so, I'm back." ā€

"Huh~~" Xiao Ran stretched out his hands and rubbed his cheeks, and suddenly, with a cheer, he jumped on top of him, hooked his neck with his backhand, and said with a smile: "Specially returned?" ā€

"Hmm."

"Missed me?"

"Hmm," Zeng Limao nodded with a smile.

Xiao Ran picked up his chin with one finger and smiled with satisfaction: "That's good." ā€

"Are there any rewards?"

Xiao Ran leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth, "Yes, please have breakfast." ā€

Zeng Limao pretended to sigh in disappointment, "Alas, that's it." ā€

"Otherwise, what do you want to do," Xiao Ran pinched his ear with two fingers and pulled it down, "Servant, go in." ā€

"Yes, Your Highness," Zeng Limao carried her inside, kicked the door with his heels, and looked left and right, "You are alone?" ā€

"Uh-huh, the date went," Xiao Ran jumped down and touched his face, "Are you tired?" ā€

"No way, why not sacrifice some sleep time in order to see a beauty?"

"Cut~~ You're still dragging culture with me, hurry up, go wash your face, look at the thick layer of dust on your face, it's dirty."

"Then you're still kissing me?" Zeng Limao said with a grin.

Xiao Ran kicked his calf with his toes, squinted his eyes and said, "Playing tricks with me?" ā€

Zeng Limao held her arm, asked her to turn around and face her, slowly leaned over, the tip of her nose touched, and whispered, "I miss you." ā€

Xiao Ran's eyes didn't know where to look, so he simply hung down, a little shy, turned his head, and answered softly, "Hmm." ā€

Zeng Limao bent down slightly, getting closer and closer, his breath was sprayed on each other's faces, and suddenly, the two were ambiguously haunted, Zeng Limao was a little surprised that Xiao Ran was so obedient today, probably moved by such a experience, so he was not polite, so he kissed it.

The noisy airport was full of passengers who were ushered in, a slender back shuttled inside, and Yin Ruowen dragged a suitcase to the boarding gate.

When she came, she thought a lot, possible and impossible, and in the end, she went back alone.

Perhaps, the two of them are two worlds in themselves, so it is a rational choice to separate. Outside the soundproof glass window, the plane slowly rises into the air, penetrating layers of white clouds, and rises and falls in the blue sky.

Yin Ruowen circled the scarf that hung down, took a deep breath, took another step, and left without any nostalgia. Leaving when the heart can be retracted is the practice of a wise person.

More than two hours later, his feet stepped on the familiar ground, his breath was full of the taste of this city, looking at the figures coming and going in a hurry, Yin Ruowen sighed, this is a sense of belonging. No matter where you go, how far you go, or how beautiful that place is, you are only tourists, and when you return to your homeland, you will have a strong sense of peace.

Stretched out his hand and hailed a taxi, through the glass window, he saw some residual snow under the holly tree, some surprise, the driver saw it when he adjusted the rearview mirror, and said with a smile: "Come back from the field, the boss of the snow in S City this year." ā€

Yin Ruowen smiled politely and nodded: "It's been a few years, but it's a pity that I haven't seen it." ā€

The shops on both sides of the street still have a Christmas charm, and the white-painted windows are filled with Santa Claus and elk carriages.

The driver turned on the radio, and a song floated out, which happened to be Merrychristmas......

Yin Ruowen closed his eyes and suppressed the sudden sourness. She has not been unintentional, but she has hidden too deeply, and many people have turned around before they have time to touch it.

got out of the taxi, dragged the trolley box to the door of the community, and unexpectedly saw Xiao Ran standing in front.

Obviously, Xiao Ran also saw Yin Ruowen and was surprised, "Wenwen, why are you back," he said, looking back, "What about Li Zhao, I didn't send you?" ā€

Yin Ruowen walked over, "What are you doing at the door?" ā€

Xiao Ran remembered that Zeng Limao suddenly came in the early morning, then had breakfast and hurried to the airport, and couldn't help laughing, "Did you say he had a brain pump." ā€

Yin Ruowen raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "It's good that you guys are like this." ā€

"Hey, what kind of romance to play, you see, I can't even sleep now, I can only make up for sleep on the plane," Xiao Ran complained, his face was full of satisfied smiles, and he looked up at the sky, just as a plane flew by, I don't know if there is that person on it.

Entering the door, Xiao Ran looked at Yin Ruowen and frowned, "Why do I think you're a little unhappy." ā€

Yin Ruowen put down his luggage, walked to the sofa and sat down, thought for a while, and did not answer, but asked: "Which do you think is more important, principle or love?" ā€

Xiao Ran sat on the sofa opposite her, kicked off her shoes, and crossed her legs, "Hmm... Well, in fact, I don't think it's a conflict, love is also based on the premise of respect and trust, and if you can't even respect the other party's principles, then from the side, this love is not as deep as you imagined. ā€

Yin Ruowen hugged the pillow, and his chin tapped slightly, "I have always believed that everyone has their own bottom line and code of conduct, but many people will think that I am a very stupid behavior, because there is no moral code in love itself, just follow the inner throbbing drive, so I don't understand now, am I too rational, or have never trusted a love, so I always look like a person outside the matter, and analyze specific problems specifically." ā€

Xiao Ran is also troubled, she is very similar to Yin Ruowen in some ways, but Yin Ruowen is rational, she doesn't understand love yet.

Many people say that Xiao Ran is cold, in fact, she doesn't know what love is at all, she can accommodate each other, and even tolerate and understand, but she has never had the feeling that she can't live without each other.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Ran said: "Maybe, it's just that I haven't met a person who can make myself desperate." ā€