Seeing that she frowned and was puzzled, Xinche didn't want to explain anymore. Yin Su asked her current mind, it is really difficult for her to understand "love" and "like", not to mention that it is still the "love" and "like" of a monk.

"Silly boy, it's okay if you don't understand. If you are sleepy, sleep here, and I will watch over you. ”

He put the blanket on Yin Suwen's body and whispered to coax her to sleep, while Xinche himself sat under the bed, ready to sleep here. Yin Suwen's eyes hesitated back and forth between him and himself for a few moments, and finally he made up a bold idea with his fists clenched and his eyes closed.

"It's not good, it's not good, Su Su doesn't want to sleep alone, Brother Xinche wants to accompany me."

As Yin Suwen spoke, his hands pulled Xinche's arm to his side at great speed. Xinche didn't notice it for a while, but it really made her half-dragged and half-dragged to her side. Yin Suwen fulfilled his wish, looked at him with a smile, raised his hand and brought a blanket over to wrap him together. At this time, Xin Che finally reacted, and with both hands and a backhand scissor, she instantly restrained her hands. Yin Suwen's blanket not only did not wrap Xinche, but trapped himself as a cocoon.

"Susu! What are you doing here? Didn't Fang just say that you must be obedient and polite? ”

"Why are you so fierce, your hands hurt so much."

"It's okay to let go. I'm not struggling with you, so you can talk and don't move anymore, you know? ”

Seeing her unscrupulously inviting herself to share the pillow, Xin Che had a lot of embarrassment and a little anger, and easily restrained her with a little force with her backhand. But I just gave a sentence. Looking at her aggrieved look on her face and the distorted back of her hands, she couldn't help but let go softly.

Yin Suwen was aggrieved and depressed at the same time, she didn't know how Xin Che, who came back tonight, could be so strongly reluctant to get close to her, and rubbed her somewhat painful wrist before complaining to him with red eyes.

"Hmph, if you want to murder me again, Su Su will be angry! Obviously, it was Sister He who said that only when you share the same bed can you be considered married. ”

Before, she muttered that she wanted to marry herself, and Xinche only thought it was a child's joke and didn't take it to heart, but she really had a lot of thoughts. not only carved a wooden plaque for Xinche, but also ran to He Caiwei to ask a lot about marriage openly and secretly.

He Caiwei said a lot about getting married, and Yin Suwen couldn't remember them all. But I remembered the most crucial point: loving husband and wife must always care about each other. The two will spend every sunrise and sunset moment together, eating and sleeping together, rain or shine. She pondered her current state of life with Xinche, which was actually similar to this description. There is concern and there is food. There was only one bed left. Thereupon. In order to fulfill her wish to tie the knot with Xinche as soon as possible, after some careful consideration, Yin Suwen waited in the bamboo house early to complete this last part of the task. But. She doesn't seem to have the same concept as Xinche's understanding of "sleeping together", and she almost made a joke.

Listening to her explanation, Xin Che was not happy for a while, and the only bit of anger disappeared in an instant. I just quickly took some mint cream and gently rubbed her slightly red and swollen wrists, and at the same time secretly regretted that my actions were impulsive and reckless, so it was better not to hurt her with such great strength.

"No matter who said it, you can't just listen to a few jokes from others and mess around here. Besides, we have already made up our minds about getting married, and it is something that is impossible to happen, so we will not mention it again in the future. ”

"Why can't it happen! Su Su didn't mess around, she didn't know what I meant when I was chatting with Sister He, but I saw my heart clearly at that moment. Brother Xinche, how difficult it must be for us to meet, why can't we be together? Even if you are not willing to agree to marry me now, I will definitely wait and redouble my efforts to make you feel my love. I've thought about it carefully, it's better to stay here or go back to Shangyuan Mansion, I don't want anything, as long as Brother Xinche is my Langjun. ”

Yin Suwen's eyes flashed with crystal light, and his affection seemed to hide a lot of thoughts, even if the lights were dim, his heart could still be seen. From her eyes, you can still see the appearance of Yin Suwen in the past, kind, persistent, and brave, the difference is that she used to be calm and self-controlled, but now she is as fierce as a flame.

It should have been a weak love when it was strong, but Yin Suwen preferred to love it in the depths. She was simple-minded, and she thought that she was still a child who knew nothing, but she didn't know that the more simple her love, the more unstoppable and immeasurable it was. Just as she was at the moment, desperate to prove her love to her heart.

Love is a turbulent tide, and the moment he met Xinche, Yin Suwen was swept away and was willing to drown, and Xinche became the only driftwood that could save his life. Even if she loses her memory, she is still the desperate and unswerving Miss Yin of Shangyuan Mansion in love, drinking water again and again to quench her thirst and moths to put out fires.

Xin Che was shocked by her words, and for a moment he could hear it, Yin Suwen's soft little hand took advantage of the situation to climb his neck, and he looked at him quietly without avoidance. They were so close that her warm, sweet breath wandered between his lips and teeth.

He suddenly panicked, knowing that Yin Suwen in front of him only had the heart of a child, but in fact she had a delicate figure, her sideburns were scattered like dark clouds, and her two red lips were round and full, full of romance that did not match her eyes. At this moment, she is not fifteen-year-old Yin Suwen, she is inviting Xinche as a woman to go to the world together. But he couldn't.

He tried to push her away, but she chased her harder, and he couldn't stay or go.

"Susu, do you really see your own heart?"

He was in a dilemma, asked softly, and added the second half of the sentence in his heart: "You don't even know who you really are, and you don't know what you can't give up in the past ten years." ”

"Every moment I have, happy or sad, the first thing that comes to my mind is always you. I hate to bring you the most beautiful and warmest things in the world, isn't this love? ”

"Silly boy, that's just dependence. Where do you know what love is. ”

"You know what?"

"Of course I do. Love is a burning fire, a pink skull. ”

"You are wrong, love is joy."

"But that kind of happiness is not for me."

For Xinche, love is for all beings, not individuals. Individual love is a bond, love between men and women is a mistake, even happiness is destined to be tormented, he can't want that kind of happiness. (To be continued......)

PS: My little Susu finally doesn't have to restrain her feelings anymore. Well, in fact, amnesia is a good thing