It's night, and the wind is blowing.

The book kite met his gaze, and a light smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yun Mo put her pajamas and hat on her head, blocked half of her face, and looked away from her: "Go in!" Drink milk hot. ”

She was too thin, with thin white wrists, and her grip was full of bones and hands.

Where has the food gone!

Shu Kite nodded, unable to see his expression, and his voice was light: "Well, you also remember to drink, Captain." ”

"Hmm," Yun Mo wrinkled his eyebrows, left, and after entering the house, he pulled his pajamas to cover the exposed scenery again.

Captain, captain, it's still called addictive!

in the bedroom.

Yun Mo leaned on the bed, peeled off a piece of candy and threw it in his mouth, his eyes focused on the bedside table in front of him.

The bottle of warmed milk.

Eyes are lowered.

Restlessness rose from the bottom of my heart.

Next door.

The book kite grabbed the hair and successfully turned into a chicken nest.

There is walnut milk in front of the desk.

The corners of her mouth were quietly raised, as if she was smiling, a shallow arc.

It's the same photo in the corner of the counter.

In the photo, the girl in a green shirt snuggles up on the shoulder of a middle-aged and kind man.

Smile lightly.

Her eyes were crooked with a smile, and her eyes were clear and clean.

Her smile was as clean as spring water in the mountains, without a trace of impurities.

This is the book kite on the eve of the eighteen-year-old college entrance examination.

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Crowded airport halls.

Yun Ci wore a light blue business shirt and black suit pants to wrap his slender legs, outlining a perfect figure.

Stand at the exit of the airport with flowers in your hand and your hands behind your back.

Attracted pedestrians to turn back again and again.

The eyebrows and eyes are dark, the bridge of the nose is raised, and there is a soft smile under the thin lips.

The blue shirt and purple stars are Manru's favorite.

Zuo Yi stood behind him, his legs numb.

Exclamation for the greatness of the word!

Miss Manru arrived early in the morning for Miss Manru's flight at noon and waited for three hours.

At nearly twelve o'clock, pedestrians walked out of the station one after another, but the familiar figure was never seen.

Yun Ci rarely raised his eyebrows.

There was no impatience in his complexion.

About fifteen minutes later, the clatter of the heels of the heels touching the floor came from another place.

The familiar sound of footsteps tugged at the heartstrings of Yun Ci.

Yun Ci's eyebrows stretched out with the voice, and he turned around with a full smile.

The girl behind her drooped down with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth when she saw that the person who came was Yun Ci.

Yun Ci noticed that his face stiffened violently, and his lips still maintained a hooked arc.

Manruta wore high heels, and two bodyguards dragged his luggage behind him.

The brownish-yellow wavy curls delicately tie up a high ponytail, the standard melon seed face, and a pair of smart big eyes under the willow eyebrows, blinking up and down with the eyelashes.

Wearing a white floral dress, the rose-colored red lips pouted dissatisfiedly, playful and cute.

"Manru." Yun Ci walked over quickly, put the starry sky in his hand in her hand, rubbed her hair, and her voice was full of extreme tenderness: "Welcome back, don't be tired on the road." ”

He straightened her presumptuous shredded hair on her forehead.

Manru shook his head: "I'm not tired." She pouted around: "Brother Yun Ci, what about Yun Mo?" ”

Yun Ci paused, smiled and pinched her face: "He has been chasing the case tightly recently, and I will show you him in two days." ”

Thinking that Yun Ci would take her to see Yun Mo, Man Ruqiao smiled, holding Yun Ci's arm and jumping around: "Then say it, don't regret it." ”

Yun Ci smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly: "No, hungry or not." ”

It coincided with the stomach rebelling and growling.

Yun Ci scratched the tip of her nose dotingly: "Then go eat ......"

He pretended to stop, and the two spoke in unison.

"Xiang Ji hot pot."