Late at night, the lights were bright in Tong Minkun's bedroom.

He was lying on the bed, a pair of black eyes were surging, staring at the mobile phone screen with affectionate eyes, unconsciously stretching out his slender and beautiful fingers, and couldn't help but use his most gentle strength to repeatedly rub the line of text sent by Yao Siman:

Spectator: [I was really happy to eat the best food in the world, and to spend the whole noon with the person I wanted to be with the most.] 】

After a long time, the corners of the young man's lips opened up a smile that I didn't know whether it was bitter or happy.

Holding the mobile phone that Yao's mother bought specially to save money in order to make it easier to contact him, Tong Minkun's heart was filled with a complicated and indescribable mood.

He knew that his mother's money was not rich, and he was reluctant for her to spend more money.

But...... He really needed the phone.

With this mobile phone, Tong Minkun seems to have a ...... The feeling of getting a little closer to Yao Siman......

Seeing that Yao Siman should have fallen asleep at this time, Tong Minkun was stunned for a while, slowly put the mobile phone on the bedside table, then turned the pillow upside down, unzipped it, and carefully took out the baby photo inside.

With a sigh, he covered his soft lips affectionately at the little girl in the photo.

The tactile sense of feedback is still ...... It's cold, icy cold......

"Good night, my little vine."

The boy whispered softly to the lifeless and devoid of any warmth, his voice slowly spreading through the quiet room.

After doing what he had to do every day before going to bed, Tong Minkun put the photo on his pillow with satisfaction, reached out to turn off the light, and then lay flat on the bed in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.

Thinking that Yao Siman actually boasted that the dishes he cooked were the most delicious things in the world, Tong Minkun's mouth smiled even deeper.

Slowly closing his eyes with mixed feelings, Tong Minkun's consciousness gradually began to blur, and his mind faintly recalled a late night two years ago.

That day, because he was helpless, he made a decision against his will, his heart was mottled with sadness, and he missed her inexplicably, and all his thoughts came like a tide, making it difficult for him to resist.

A gentle and amorous woman sat quietly beside him, listening to him pour out the bitterness of his heart in the bar, watching him drink glass after glass of spirits.

In a trance, he had a beautiful dream......

In the dream, he and she have grown up, and he finally married her as he wished, and has begun to live together.

The home in the dream is small, but very warm, and the walls are full of sweet photos of the two.

The sun shines through every window of the house, illuminating the whole home, and everything looks like you're in heaven.

After the two came home from work, she lay on the sofa watching TV and accidentally fell asleep, while he was busy with happiness cooking his beloved wife's favorite dishes.

After eating, she was responsible for cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks to wash the dishes, but he stuck to her like a plaster, and refused to go back to the room to rest for a while anyway.

He clung to her like that, hugging her from behind.

She didn't dislike him either, while washing the dishes, she sang his favorite songs for him, like a heavenly sound, and it didn't sound like the world.

"Xiaoman, let's have a child, the girl will be as beautiful, cute and kind as you, and the boy will be as handsome as me."

He rubbed his chin against her hairy head, and gently discussed the future of the two of them.

Hearing him say this, she paused to wash the dishes, and the next moment, blushing, nodded: "Hmm." Or...... Give birth to two, give birth to a little you, and give birth to a little me. ”

"Well, that's good, I can't ask for it. I'm afraid you're working too hard and reluctant to ......"

He hugged her tighter, smiling happier than ever, but there was a hint of unbearability in his eyes.

I remember that when I woke up from my dream that day, Tong Minkun opened his eyes with a smile on his mouth, but when he turned his head, it was not the woman he had loved for more than 20 years lying quietly on the pillow, but someone else......

He was stunned for a moment, then stared at the ceiling in a daze, full of amazement.

Today...... It seems that the dream has at least a little bit of a reality......

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In the early morning of the next day, Yao Siman once again shamelessly left Yao Yaya to Victor to take care of, and then took the bus to the school.

Today's weather doesn't look good, it's gray and there is a light layer of rain in the air.

The rain was like silk, light and thin, silent, as if it were a cloud of mist, enveloping the whole world.

Yao Siman stepped into the school gate alone with a drizzle.

Most of the students who came and went still looked at Yao Siman with strange eyes, pointing and pointing, and judging their heads, and everyone's eyes were full of coolness, nakedly revealing their extreme dissatisfaction with her.

Obviously, everyone is still haunted by the rumor that she "played with Lu Xiaoran's feelings".

And looking at this situation, there are signs of getting worse and worse......

But fortunately, Lu Xiaoran asked Yi Ze and them in the school's QQ group to first announce that she was the one who called Lu Xiaoran in the library that day, and then publicly said cruelly that no one was allowed to hurt her hair.

This move made everyone understand at least one thing: she weighed heavily in his heart!

So although she is now angry with the "myrrh powder" in the school, everyone still has some scruples, so that from yesterday to now, no one has done too much to her, at most someone has come to provoke a few words to vent their inner dissatisfaction.

In this regard, Yao Siman was a little unhappy, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

Anyway, the mouth grows on others, and since they don't come to provoke themselves, then they like to say what they want!

"Idols! Idols! Wait for me! ”

Yao Siman was thinking about things while walking, and Sun Qianqian's voice came from behind him.

"......" As soon as he heard this familiar voice, Yao Siman couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.

In the past two days, this little girl has a rhythm of being possessed by a verbose ghost and a matchmaker, and desperately wants to persuade Yao Siman to "turn back to the shore" and find Lu Xiaoran to get back together as soon as possible......

As a die-hard fan of Yao Siman and Lu Xiaoran, a pair of CPs, since she knew that the two had a falling out, Sun Qianqian was already babbling in her ear, and her ears were about to grind out cocoons......

and Wang Mengyao too.

It is said that these two idle little girls secretly worked out a "communication progress flow chart" for her and Lu Xiaoran before.

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Yao Siman swallowed his saliva, pretending that he didn't hear the shouts behind him at all, lowered his head and quickened his pace, wanting to quickly avoid Sun Qianqian as quickly as possible.

However, when he raised his eyes again, not only did he run a Sun Qianqian on the left, but he also chased a Wang Mengyao on the right, striking on both sides!

"...... "Uh, okay.