Once, the little girl who swore was forgotten by the little boy she had flirted with and promised in a blink of an eye, and only the little boy kept his memories year after year, waiting for his girl to come back to him and come back to 'marry' him.

"Don't cry, haven't we been reunited?" The little boy hugged Ling Xiaoxiao, who was already crying, and said softly, with an infinite sigh of inappropriate age in his tone.

Ling Xiaoxiao nestled in his arms, crying and trembling, they did meet in this life, but what about the previous life, they each guarded their own hearts, day by day, year by year, when they were alone in this world, what was it?

She finally understood why in her previous life, the aura around Jiang Zizhuo became more and more lonely and cold year by year, and why she never saw a smile on his face.

Why would she forget such an important thing! Why do you have to listen to him to think about it! At this moment, she simply hated herself to death, what a big bastard!

It turns out that there are really people who are so stupid, because of a fairy saying, they are willing to draw the ground as a prison. At that time, he must have been like a man who carved a boat to ask for a sword, but couldn't get it, just stubbornly staying there, ignoring the changes in the world.

Ling Xiaoxiao was crying heartbreaking at this moment, but even if she cried like this, she still couldn't relieve the sadness in her heart.

"Don't cry." Jiang Zizhuo pulled Ling Xiaoxiao out of his arms, looked at the tears on her eyes, distressed and regretful, he knew that she would cry like this, he shouldn't have told her.

Ling Xiaoxiao leaned over and retracted into his arms and shook her head, she couldn't tell him. They had already missed a lifetime, and at that time, one of them was waiting, and the other was careful not to approach while forgetting. Both of them guarded their own coldness, living alone and lonely day after day.

If he hadn't said those words, would the little boy have lived more comfortably and happily in his previous life? Her eyes blurred with tears, and she only felt like an executioner, dragging him out of an abyss. Pushed into another abyss.

Ling Xiaoxiao raised her hand and wiped her tears. Suddenly got up and pressed Jiang Zizhuo under him, leaned over and kissed him.

In the jerky kiss, with compensation and desperation, her heart was in a mess. I just want to engage in physical entanglement out of instinct.

Or. Just make up for it. She was frightened by her own thoughts, and she was also encouraged by her own thoughts.

The cold little hand reached into Jiang Zizhuo's pajamas and touched it all the way up. She didn't know what to do, but she began to yearn for such a touch in her heart.

Jiang Zizhuo was shocked by Ling Xiaoxiao's sudden enthusiasm, but although he knew why she was like this, he was still easily provoked by her wanton little hands.

He turned over, turned against the guest, and pressed Ling Xiaoxiao, who had his eyes closed, under him.

"Don't do that." Jiang Zizhuo gently grabbed her messy hand.

His kiss was soft and gentle, kissing down from between her hair, falling on Ling Xiaoxiao's crying little face finely, and the other hand was placed on the side of her ear, rubbing her earlobe little by little, the movement was gentle and reverent.

"We have many better days waiting for us," Jiang Zizhuo raised his head and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, who was a little confused and at a loss: "You just need to remember to fulfill your promise." ”

"You see you're so beautiful, I'll marry you when you grow up, love you well, okay?"

"You have to wait for me, come to you when I'm older, you know?"

"I've stamped it, and I'm not allowed to let anyone else touch it in the future, you know? You can only be mine. ”

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes, this time, she will definitely not forget that in this life, he can only be her own, and no one can rob him.

This night, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't sleep well, in her sleep, she would always dream of all kinds of things in her previous life, dreaming of the first 'encounter' in Q University, dreaming of him holding Xia Ziqian's hand and bowing and saluting, dreaming of her cowardly and inferior voyeurism, and dreaming of her own collapse when she heard him go abroad......

Like a bystander, she always wanted to step forward and tell herself loudly in her dream that she should be brave, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't change the outcome of the dream.

She clenched her teeth, pinched her nails into her palms, her body trembled uncontrollably, she tried her best but couldn't get out of her dream, she could only do it as if she was in a hurry, looking at the stupid things she had done.

"Xiaoxiao, wake up." Jiang Zizhuo carefully patted Ling Xiaoxiao's back and whispered in her ear trying to wake her up.

Who calls itself again? Ling Xiaoxiao was in her sleep, only to feel that her whole body was foggy, she looked around blankly, but she couldn't see anything clearly. Are you lost?

"Xiaoxiao, wake up, you're having a nightmare."

The familiar voice lingered in her ears again, Ling Xiaoxiao stopped in place, her eyebrows locked, who was calling herself? Why is the sound so familiar? She crouched down, clasped her hands tightly to her ears, why couldn't she remember? How could you not remember?!

Tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes again, and Ling Xiaoxiao, who was in a dream, cried loudly, she must be a big villain, so she forgot such an important thing again.

Jiang Zizhuo couldn't wake up Ling Xiaoxiao after screaming for a long time, he pursed the corners of his lips, he didn't expect that just a childhood incident would have such a big impact on her, he hugged Ling Xiaoxiao tightly to his chest, and stroked her back with his big hand.

"It's okay, it's all over, and it will get better and better in the future." He whispered in Ling Xiaoxiao's ear, and the beautiful vision made him can't help but yearn for it.

Is it all in the past? Ling Xiaoxiao stood in the fog, what had passed? She thought carefully, everything in her previous life has passed, she is no longer the person who couldn't ask for it before, and Jiang Zizhuo is no longer the person who painted the ground as a prison, they are now together, very happy, very happy.

The fog in front of her gradually dissipated, and quietly disappeared with the dream that made her frightened, and when she woke up from her sleep, she heard Jiang Zizhuo's whispered in her ear, feeling his big hand on her back little by little.

She couldn't help but arch towards his arms, as warm as ever.

"Woke up?" The tip of Jiang Zizhuo's nose rubbed lightly on the top of her head.

"Hmm." Ling Xiaoxiao hugged him hard.

Thank you for waking me up and for never giving up on me.

Feeling that Ling Xiaoxiao was still a little depressed, Jiang Zizhuo groaned: "Since you can't sleep here, let's do something meaningful." ”

After that, he turned over and pressed on Ling Xiaoxiao's body, with a fiery fire that could burn everything, and the raindrop-like kiss fell without hesitation, directly sweeping away the haze in Ling Xiaoxiao's heart, and taking her to immerse herself in this whirlpool of enthusiasm.

Naturally, the gift needs to be opened every day, and the little boy began his routine homework to check Ling Xiaoxiao up and down, but this time, it took longer than the previous inspections, and it was all thorough.

(To be continued.) )

PS: Well, when you want to be a child, write so much first, if you want to see other details, it's good to write it in the future, and I won't describe it much in the text