040 Christmas Overture

Delivered to the door of the community, Xiao Ran smiled and said, "Thank you today, otherwise I wouldn't be able to find a place to eat." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Yan Shuyu scratched his hair embarrassedly, "It's okay, if you have something, you can find me." ā€

"Hmm," he waved his hand, ready to turn and walk in.

"Yet... Sister~~"

"What's the matter?" Turning his head, he asked.

Yan Shuyu half-hung his head, stepped forward, and said softly, "May I ask you for a Christmas gift?" ā€

"Uh~~" Xiao Ran's mind paused for a moment, and then asked, "In this way, what do you want, I'll buy it for you." ā€

Just take it as a thank you gift, Xiao Ran thought.

The temperature on his lips made Xiao Ran's glasses widen for a moment, and through the thick coat, he felt the careful and urgent approach of the person opposite.

After coming back to his senses, Xiao Ran looked at him indifferently, saw him slowly lower his head, and said softly: "Thank you for not pushing me away." ā€

There was no rejection that was pushed away, the most gentle and the most ruthless, Yan Shuyu turned around, ran briskly, and soon disappeared into the dark night.

Xiao Ran stood in place, with mixed feelings in his heart, it turned out that one person was good to another, and he really needed a reason, why couldn't it be simpler, until his face was numb by the cold wind, and he cleaned up his mood and stepped into the small building.

Back in the room, turn on the wall lamp, the dim light illuminates the space, this is the only furniture that Xiao Ran added after moving in, the others are original, she likes this kind of light very much, especially in the winter night, it looks unusually soft and warm.

Pulling out her phone in her pocket, she wrote, 'Silly hat, you know, I really miss you. Then, turn off and go to sleep.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the windowsill, like a transparent gauze coat, Yin Ruowen stepped barefoot on the thick carpet and looked at the outside world through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Thick black, gloomy and mysterious, the branches and leaves swaying back and forth, like a dexterous dancer in the mountains, just a dancer in the dark night, revealing a strange atmosphere. The mountain that I looked up at during the day was only an outline, blocking the sky farther away, and half of the stars, like a turbid breath suppressed in my heart, so heavy.

The bell rang in the distance, and with the wind coming, only the intermittent sound remained, but Yin Ruowen caught this scattered fragment, is it twelve o'clock. Suddenly raised his head, looked at the vast sky, without waves, chuckled at the corners of his mouth, and whispered to himself: merrychristmas.

Sitting down on the bed, hands clasped to knees and chin resting on folded arms, China's southernmost city doesn't feel the slightest chill in winter. Then why did the body tremble slightly, as the man did when he held himself?

Dragging the trolley suitcase, Yin Ruowen was still full of joy when he stepped on the land of this city, but just an hour ago, everything changed its taste, and in the quiet room, only she was the only one, and she could even hear the sound of breathing, maybe she should turn on the TV to make some breath, or pick up her mobile phone and turn on some music.

The quilt on the bed remained wrinkled after being pressed just now, and even the two boxes were thrown away at random when they came in, and no one touched them.

The kiss between lovers, soft and slow, with temptation, touches the innermost breath step by step, and then, the world falls before your eyes.

When Yin Ruowen realized, she only said one sentence, "I know what will happen next, and I hope you also know that if you are ready to be with me for the rest of your life." ā€

After a long time, Li Zhao let go of Yin Ruowen, sat on the side of the bed in frustration, and said: "We are lovers, these things are normal, why do we have to be bound by marriage?" ā€

Yin Ruowen straightened up and looked at him, "Because I'm not you, I'm responsible for myself." ā€

Li Zhao tried to convince her, "Ruowen, do you understand, this thing is as ordinary as kissing, because we love each other, this is the impulse of deep love." ā€

Yin Ruowen smiled sarcastically: "Maybe, you can go to someone who has the same point of view as you, I'm sorry, but unfortunately that person won't be me." ā€

Li Zhao stood up and said angrily: "To hell with your so-called cleanliness." ā€

"This is not a cleanliness fetish," Yin Ruowen looked at him and said word by word: "This is the principle, my principle." ā€

Turning his head, he didn't look at the person who opened the door angrily and left, and he could hear the echo of footsteps stepping on the corridor, and then, everything was calm again, Yin Ruowen lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and said in his heart, it's over.

Another failed love, before it began, withered. Perhaps, the two of them were not suitable at the beginning, they simply have different personalities and different preferences.

She likes to watch literary films, but that kind of monotonous dialogue always makes Li Zhao feel bored, he likes science fiction films, Yin Ruowen doesn't even understand that scientists clone people, and it leads to the crisis of human destruction on the earth, what is the point of this busy work?

It's like two parallel tracks, one day because of an accident, the two intersect, and it turns out that it was just a car accident, cleaned up, each returned to its own home, and continued unrelated to the previous one.

I pulled out my phone in my pocket, hung up the webpage, typed the word merrychrist in the line of the search song, and clicked on it, and the music flowed and overflowed the room.

At the end of the music, Yin Ruowen dialed two phones, one was turned off, and the other was not in the service area, and smiled helplessly, the more lonely he was, the more he couldn't find company.

Looking at the starry north, holding your head and meditating, what are you doing and what kind of Christmas are you living in?

The sky receded its black coat, and the red glow in the east stained half of the sky, and slowly, when the golden glow penetrated the clouds, the sky was all bright.

Yin Ruowen opened his eyes, only to find that he was asleep sitting on the ground, and fortunately it was this city that maintained a constant temperature all year round, otherwise he would have been seriously ill.

I stood up, washed my face in the bathroom, and felt uncomfortable, so I simply went to the box and took out a change of clean clothes, took a shower, and then walked out of the bathroom.

The breath of the other person let her know that Li Zhao was back, wiped her hair, walked up to the man sitting on the sofa, and said, "Go back." ā€

Li Zhao raised his head, the smell of wine on his body made Yin Ruowen frown, and there was a faint perfume that did not belong to him, maybe he had a wonderful time last night.

Thinking like this, Yin Ruowen got rid of his sour mood, and said in his heart that it had nothing to do with him anyway.

Li Zhao laughed lowly, shaking his head while laughing, "Ruowen, do you have any feelings?" ā€

stood up, held Yin Ruowen's thin shoulders with both hands, pressed her nose, and asked, "You don't care about me at all, and you don't even ask me what I did last night and where I went." ā€

Yin Ruowen stretched out his hand to push him away a little, and said lightly: "When you are sober, let's have a good talk." ā€

Li Zhao waved his hand, "I'm very sober now, if you have anything to say, you can say it." ā€

Yin Ruowen chose the single sofa by the window to sit down, turned his head to look at Li Zhao, and said, "Let's break up." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Okay," Li Zhao closed his eyes and lay down on the sofa.

Perhaps, both of them understood that the beginning itself was wrong, so the end was so simple and clear.

Yin Ruowen opened the floor-to-ceiling window and walked out, the breeze curled up his half-wet hair, dancing messily in the air, leaning on the railing, closing his eyes, feeling the warm breeze, the corners of his mouth slowly curved, and a light smile floated on his face.

This different Christmas Eve, although there have been loneliness and loss, but fortunately, we are all smart people and will not repeat the mistakes of the past.