The weather is indeed very cold, the cold seems to be close to the heart, making it difficult for people to be chic and comfortable in this cold season, a cold wind blows on the street, wrapped in the smell of being rendered turbid by the world, making people shiver, bringing some cold, taking away some warmth, there is an invisible wall between people, and it is also a luxury to want to warm each other.

Yang Caiwei shrank vigorously in Zhao Huchen's arms, only revealing a pair of eyes, just looking aimlessly ahead, her body moving forward with her habitual surname, and the amplitude of her footsteps and strides completely moved with Zhao Huchen's movements.

Beethoven's last words to those around him as he lay dying were, friends, applause, the comedy is over. It is difficult for us to look at such a complicated last sentence from a transcendent perspective, but more or less we can always touch the open-mindedness and wisdom of this Le Sheng. The beginning and end of a person's life are the same, this is an equation that has been determined by the fixed answer to a proposition, and the only thing we need to do is to enrich and enrich this process, so life is a dialectical process. The epitaph of Saint Augustine goes like this, he says that death is not absence, but only invisibility. Perhaps death is not a kind of death, just like the ritual of being born here from another place, death is only a necessary ritual from this world to another world, people's death, joy, anger, sorrow and joy are dissipated, and the past feelings and grievances are also a piece of loess, for the sadness of the deceased is to retain, so that the deceased will continue to be nostalgic in this world, and can not swim away, rather than pain, it is better to let go. Zhao Huchen half-hugged Yang Caiwei, leaned down and whispered in the girl's ear, his eyes were as vague as his tone, with some trivial sadness, his eyes were carved into the most attractive works of art in the world bit by bit.

"This is what my master told me when my grandfather died, that was the first time I was drunk, I sat on the mountain with the master, by my grandfather's grave, I yelled hysterically like a madman, the only hope is that all this is just a dream, after waking up everything is back to its original form, but the master told me that I can get drunk but not bow my head cowardly, bowing to life and fate can only make them more rampant, I should raise my head fiercely, Live like a dog to show the grandfather of the spirit in the sky. I've remembered those words all my life, and I'm giving her to you now. Zhao Huchen said softly.

“tobeornottobe,thisisaquestion。 To live or to perish, that's the question. But it's also a question that will never be solved, I know what you mean, don't worry, I understand. Yang Caiwei showed a smile to Zhao Huchen, although it was a little less familiar and naughty, but it was indeed from the heart.

Zhao Huchen nodded, lightly imprinted a kiss on Yang Caiwei's forehead, let out a sigh of relief, and walked in the streets and alleys with this girl in his arms, looking at the prosperity and dirtiness of Mingzhu, and his heart was peaceful.

From the setting sun to the beginning of the lanterns, the footprints of the two were all over the big and small I don't know how many streets, and Yang Ting called once in the middle, and did not ask after learning that Yang Caiwei and Zhao Huchen were together.

Time passed, and suddenly came back to her senses, the sky didn't know when it had completely darkened, the street lights were lit, and the surrounding shops were also flashing dazzling lights, and the discomfort in Yang Caiwei's heart also faded with the step by step movement, although it still existed, but after all, it was diluted a lot.

After eating a bowl of noodles for dinner in a small noodle restaurant, the two of them, who actually had no intention of going back, naturally found a hotel.

In front of the hotel, Yang Caiwei hesitated whether to ask for two rooms, although it was clear that all men must have that need, but Yang Caiwei, who has never been hearsay in her surname, still has an instinctive sense of fear.

Zhao Huchen asked for a room, a bed, and took Yang Caiwei upstairs with the envious eyes of the waiter.

When she arrived at the room, Yang Caiwei sat on the edge of the bed, a little cramped.

Zhao Huchen opened the curtains, the location of this hotel is good, and you can see far away through the window.

Yang Caiwei got up and wanted to take a bath, but Zhao Huchen said, "I'll go wash first." ”

Yang Caiwei nodded, sat on the edge of the bed, holding the remote control in her hand and changing the channel frequently and distraughtly, in fact, even she didn't know what she wanted to see.

Zhao Huchen came out with a bath towel after taking a shower before saying to Yang Caiwei: "You can go wash now, it shouldn't be so cold." ”

Yang Caiwei was stunned for a moment, and her originally empty heart was filled with something called warmth that was becoming more and more widespread in front of Zhao Huchen because of this detail that was not easy to notice.

Walking into the bathroom, closing the door, the bathroom was full of moisture, and with the residual fragrance of shower gel after Zhao Huchen washed, he took off his clothes and stood under the shower, feeling the warm water rushing over his body, and the nervousness that he walked in because he was worried that Zhao Huchen suddenly opened the bathroom door gradually dissipated.

The bathroom in the hotel has always been very ambiguous, with frosted glass on all sides, and you can see a suffocating figure when you look in from the outside, as if you can imagine that Zhao Huchen is looking at him outside, and Yang Caiwei's body is flushed.

finally finished washing, and Yang Caiwei hid in the quilt with a bath towel on her body.

Zhao Huchen turned off the TV, lifted the quilt, and also got into the quilt, stretched out his hands to wrap around Yang Caiwei's body.

Although the dating time is not short, the physical contact between the two is only limited to the level of kissing, when she felt Zhao Huchen's hands holding her body, Yang Caiwei immediately became nervous, her soft body seemed very stiff, and she was lying on the bed sideways because she had never experienced this kind of battle and looked a little timid.

At this time, men should take the initiative after all.

Zhao Huchen wrapped his arms around Yang Caiwei and slowly tightened them, letting Yang Caiwei's tender body stick to his arms, and the bodies of men and women were only separated by two bathrobes, and both parties could feel the rhythm of each other's bodies.

It turns out that the heartbeat and breathing of two people can be so coordinated.

Yang Caiwei's tender and wonderful body gave Zhao Huchen great stimulation, and the natural reflection of her body made Yang Caiwei even more nervous, and it was impossible for her not to pay attention to the heat in her buttocks at such a distance.

The strange sense of touch is like a huge stick with a bullet surname. Yang Caiwei in the darkness herself blushed for the metaphor in her heart.

She knew very well that that was where the most intimate relationships between men and women could take place.

No wonder the gentle township, the hero's mound. The warmth of the body of the beautiful woman around you can indeed make a man desperate.

Sighing softly, no matter how much Zhao Huchen is a beast, there is no beast to the point of asking for Yang Caiwei's body at this time in this kind of place, even if the two of them know that Zhao Huchen really wants it, she will not resist.

Yang Caiwei, whose body was tense, was always waiting or welcoming what was going to happen next with a negative mentality, such as undressing, for example, the hands reaching into her bathrobe to reach her forbidden area, but nothing in this imagination happened, the pair of thugs with scorching temperature just gently wrapped around her lower abdomen, and then there was no movement.

Feeling the slow and rhythmic breathing of the man's chest against his back, the originally tense body was also quietly relaxing, and she could feel Zhao Huchen's mind.

Yang Caiwei in the dark smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, summoned up great courage to stretch out her hand and gently put it on the pair of big hands that were holding her lower abdomen, and the warmth went straight to the heart.

"Thank you." In the dark, Yang Caiwei's business is like a mosquito.

"Silly girl, do I still need to say these two words?" Zhao Huchen said softly, surrounded by the fragrance of Yang Caiwei's bath, his smile was warm and gentle, the slight coldness from the delicate little hands made him feel distressed, he stretched out a hand to cover the little hands, held them tightly in his palm, warmed Yang Caiwei with his own temperature, hugged the body in his arms, and said softly, "Sleep." ”

Yang Caiwei responded.

After the ups and downs of the spirit, it didn't take long for Yang Caiwei to feel physically exhausted, plus she had been shopping on the street for a short time before, so even her body was protesting all the time, and she felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and she didn't know when she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Sensing that Yang Caiwei's breathing had stabilized, Zhao Huchen, who was not a little sleepy, was also much relieved, no matter what, this girl was relieved that she could let go of her knot.

Yang Caiwei didn't tell Zhao Huchen that she had been silently preparing for a long time in order to help him get angry, and she was left to wait for an opportunity to take revenge on Jiang Sisi, and now Jiang Sisi's sudden death made her fall into a struggle between friendship and love, she knew that she would never give up Zhao Huchen now and in the future, in the words of Han Shushu when she talked to her in the afternoon, she would rather be so cowardly and spineless than leave Zhao Huchen, this kind of pain Yang Caiwei will not say to Zhao Huchen, she will slowly swallow her bitterness, Then hugged Zhao Huchen with a smiling face.

Zhao Huchen will not tell Yang Caiwei that in order to accompany her tonight, he took a great risk to let the Mohe sisters and brothers stay with Chen Taiji for one night, if the things in Mohe's hands are noticed by the Jiang family, I am afraid that Yang Ting will take a great risk. Although he knows that he doesn't have the capital to be a beauty and don't care about the world, Zhao Huchen also wants to indulge once, even if it's just once, not for himself, for the weak and stubborn girl in his arms.

(To be continued)