The night was very quiet, and Jiang Zhican walked slowly with the girl in front of him.

The girl in sight is wearing a pair of comfortable jogging shoes, the footsteps are very soft, simple parquet long sleeves and white slacks, very neighborly dress. Under a baseball cap, there was a beautiful light yellow hair, which was so soft and smooth that it was draped over the shoulders, and occasionally the wind blew, bringing a good smell of fragrance, like a mist shrouding the body of Jiang Zhican, who was following behind.

Jiang Zhican looked at the girl in front of him, and was silent several times when he wanted to speak, he didn't know what to say, maybe there were many things to say, such as being hungry, or being tired, but thinking about it carefully, he felt that such a conversation was really out of place, the first meeting after the first fierce quarrel between the two, it was always good to have some kind of meaningful greeting.

But he didn't know what kind of greeting was meaningful to the other party's heart, thinking that the other party took the initiative to come to him, maybe it would be a good choice to keep the silence as it was, so he continued to be silent and followed the girl silently.

The night was a little dark, there were not many pedestrians on the road, and the sound of conversation between them was like a song on a distant hill.

The two walked for a long time, and naturally passed through many places, there are brightly lit and lively overpasses, there are fallen leaves paving the square path leading to the fountain, and there are also hanging wind chimes crisp and pleasant eaves corner windows, of course, the most is the ordinary street corner, and finally the two came to the Qingye bus station, like ordinary men and women who return late, and board the ordinary bus shuttle.

The girl who walked in front sat straight to the corner of the back of the car, Jiang Zhican threw the two coins, hesitated for a while, and he still sat in the seat next to the girl.

Sitting in a precarious position, he looked around with some nervousness and found that most of them looked tired. Either leaning against the window and looking at the street or resting with his eyes closed on the seat of the chair, no one noticed the girl next to him and recognized her identity.

"I'm a little tired, Nao-chan." The girl said suddenly, leaning her head on his shoulder.

Jiang Zhichan looked at the girl with some flattery, as the girl's head rested on his shoulder. He distinctly felt a thin electric current spread throughout his body from the point of contact. He suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, thinking back to the intimacy between the two of them, and felt some indescribable emotions surging in his chest.

He lowered his head, rubbed his eyes, his nose was a little sour, it seemed that after being familiar with each other for a long time, many things worth cherishing became cheap things for granted, and when he experienced the possibility of loss, he realized how ridiculous it is to be childish and selfish.

He remembered the daytime. recalled that when the girl cried, her expression showed self-blame and distress, and then she opened her mouth, her voice was a little astringent, and the corners of her lips were a little bitter, but after all, she clearly apologized to the girl and said, "I'm sorry, Nuna." ”

"Huh?"

When the girl heard this, she raised her eyes and looked at him, and the past was unusually clear, as if she could reflect the complex and difficult emotions in the eyes of others.

"Today's thing. I'm too headstrong, and I'm too egoistic. Didn't consider Nuna's feelings・・・・・・ did it hurt Nuna when you held it? Or Nuna, you are not feeling well・・・・・・ I should be considerate of you, it shouldn't be like that, like a child, I feel wronged and I spill my anger on the people close to me, I'm sorry Nuna, I was wrong. ”

The girl puts her hands on her lap. Holding it gently, her beautiful eyes stared at the boy who was bowing her head and apologizing dozens of centimeters away, she bit her lower lip, as if she wanted to interrupt the other party, but finally listened quietly. In the long moment when the boy waited for her response, the complicated and chaotic words in his heart drifted around, and finally only one sentence remained:

"Well, I see, I'm not mad at you."

She saw the boy's relieved appearance, a strange feeling flashed in her heart, slowly lowered her head, and said, "I'm tired, Zhican." ”

"Oh, I know!"

Jiang Zhichan hurriedly sat up straight, so that Xu Xian leaned sideways on his shoulder.

The bus continued to run smoothly, and the soft and warm light shining through the windows cast a shadow on Xu Xian's body, whenever the car started by standing or Xu Xian unconsciously moved, the shadow smoothed out on her body, like flowing water, sleeping and beautiful face in the change of light and shadow.

Kang kept watching so infatuated that he missed the stop - they took to the terminal.

Even if she wore comfortable walking shoes, Xu Xian, who had been walking for a long time, did not want to walk anymore anyway, and she made a request that was no different from that on the streets of Los Angeles, and Jiang Zhican, who was at a loss, quickly agreed.

So one person carried a building, and in the quiet night street, the two walked slowly as before, listening to each other's breathing, counting how many steps were left on the way home.

"Originally, I wanted to pay for it all myself, but now, I want half of that house!"

Xu Xian's voice was very soft but very firm, Jiang Zhican showed helplessness, he only knew that Xu Xianxin had bought a house as a new "cohabitation" for the two of them to replace his family. But what he felt helpless was not the extra half of the property fee, but other concerns.

"Nuna, if it's half of a person, how do you write the name on the real estate deed?"

"With our names on them, of course!" Xu Xian quickly replied.

"Let's just write Nuna's name, and I'll forget it." Jiang Zhican said.

"Nope." Xu Xian simply refused.

"But Nuna, it will be very troublesome to say this, such as ・・・・・・" Jiang Zhichan tried to persuade again.

"I know, I'm not too troublesome, are you busier than me?" Xu Xian's somewhat domineering words sealed Jiang Zhican's mouth, he sighed, and didn't argue anymore, although he was actually really busy recently, but Xu Xian made up his mind, she can obviously take into account the trouble caused by the exposure of the real estate certificate, since he still insists on it, then he can only agree.

It is not far from the new home, it is a high-end community main house group, a whole piece of green landscape is planned and built excellently, the two walk on the marble pavement, on both sides are the flowers and plants with wooden fences, the shallow buried floor lamp illuminates the deep light, there is a man-made waterfall in the distance, the sound of the water is very pleasant.

Xu Xian has always been satisfied with the scenery here, but although he has come to buy a house several times, he still enjoys the scenery at night for the first time, so he is quite interested in looking around. didn't want to shake his body suddenly, and then he pressed Jiang Zhican's body and fell to the ground.

There was a slight rise and fall on the ground here, and Jiang Zhican actually stepped on the air and fell a little embarrassed.

"Are you alright, Nuna?" Jiang Zhican lay on the ground and didn't get up, turning his head to look at Xu Xian.

"Hmm~ nothing." Xu Xian lowered his head and checked it, shook his head and said. "What about you, are you alright?"

"It should be ・・・・・・ fine." Jiang Zhican slowly got up, his right leg was a little lame, and his left hand rubbed the wrist of his other hand, grinning.

"Yikes! It's not a big deal, my knees are all worn out! Xu Xian squatted down and gently touched Jiang Zhican's knee through his torn pants, "It's still bleeding, really." How can you not be careful! Don't hurt your bones・・・・・・"

Jiang Zhican snorted and shrank back slightly: "It's really okay, it's just a little bit of skin, and it'll be fine in two days." ”

"You know that your mouth is hard and strong, but what about your wrist, does it hurt?" Xu Xian gave him a blank look, got up and took his hand, but he couldn't see anything on the surface. However, when Xu Xian raised his finger and pressed it, it immediately attracted Jiang Zhican's conditioned reflex. The palm of his hand swooped back in.

Xu Xian frowned and looked at Jiang Zhican, as if he was very distressed and angry, and helped this guy all the way to the elevator.

"You go up first, I'll go buy you a bottle of spray nearby."

Xu Xian straightened his somewhat messy hair and turned to leave. Jiang Zhican's eyes were on her back. There is still about her temperature on her body, and a reluctance rises inexplicably in my heart.

He is attached to her more strongly than ever!

He leaned against the elevator wall, his gaze falling on the mirror-clear wall, looking at his own reflection inside. In a trance, he saw the picture of Xu Xian supporting him, and then suddenly remembered that he had seen a vague reflection in the bathroom of a certain coastal hut, and he palpitated in his heart and gave himself a slap in the face・・・・・・

"Hey, why don't you turn on the lights?"

Xu Xian, who entered the house one step late, walked through the entrance, groped on the wall for a while, turned on the living room light, and then saw the boy lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and falling asleep.

"Really, am I so tired that I fell asleep without even entering the bedroom・・・・・・ or have I gained weight in the past two days? It's obviously keeping it up・・・・・・"

Xu Xian thought very nonsensically, sitting on the carpet next to the boy, first spraying the boy's wrist with wound medicine, and then looking at the wound on the boy's knee, she wanted to roll up her trouser leg to clean the wound for him, but looking at the boy asleep, she turned around and took the scissors for some reason, and cut a big hole in the boy's trouser leg without hesitation.

The action carefully cleaned the boy's wound and put a band-aid, Xu Xian got up and went to the bathroom to wash his hands and remove his makeup, and then boiled a cup of hot water in the kitchen, she came to the place where she had sat before, crossed her legs against the coffee table, she held the water glass, and looked at the sleeping boy through the rising mist, her expression gradually became focused.

As for the appearance of human beings, if we count them in years, they naturally change at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and if we use the interference of cosmetics and lights, it is obvious that they can be judged as two people. However, the countenance mentioned here is often the bright and exposed face of human beings, in fact, there is another dark and hidden face, which is hidden in the day and night - that is, the sleeping face of a person.

Xu Xian, who had previously focused on the boy's wounds, did not pay attention to the boy's unusually soft and obedient facial features because of his sleep, she sat next to the boy with a water glass, but in her heart, she was in an environment where this was not a person, silently thinking about some complex emotions that had never been produced before today.

Then, inadvertently, her gaze gradually focused, like riding a bicycle along the hillside to the horizon where the sun rose, the intimate wind in her ears blew away all the complicated thoughts she was thinking, she slowly let go, slowly approached, the glass of water in her hand was nowhere to be seen, she propped her chin and looked earnestly and almost greedily at the fine fluff on the boy's face, the soft and straight ridge of the nose, and the shadow that trembled slightly under the long and dense eyelashes・・・・・・

Finally her gaze down, she fixed on the boy's slightly pale thin lips, which were unconsciously opening and closing slightly, as if muttering some wonderful spell, with a terrible manipulative power.

She felt an indescribable throbbing, the reason of the past twenty-four years was moving away from her, and the long-calm lake in the depths of her body suddenly made waves, and the ripples pushed her, little by little, breaking the last distance・・・・・・

The sleeping boy felt a slight itch on his face, which was the mark of his long hair swiping by, and he instinctively wanted to scratch it, but the fatigue of not sleeping for a long time was like a heavy shackle, and he was firmly locked in a cage in the depths. So he only frowned slightly, passively opened his lips and teeth, not knowing that the so-called violation was happening to him.

"Bang!"

A figure lying on the boy's body fell to the ground, with a frightened and incredulous expression, as if everything just now was the innocent act of the coerced victim.

"Xu Zhuxian, you, you're really crazy!"

She murmured in a low voice, her cloak spreading, and the glass of water was poured at her hand, already slightly cold and still・・・・・・

PS1: I didn't write the dialogue between Yuna and Seo Hyun, but you can make it up by yourself.

PS2: Group 530, 625, 909. That, I'm sorry, but by the time I added it slowly, it was already invalid, so I'm really sorry.

ps3: Another book of Hell's Glory has been released.,If you like it, you can read two books together.。 (To be continued.) )