The book kite couldn't wait: "Oh, then you can hold it, it's too clingy." ”

But she doesn't hate it.

The words were a little impatient, and Yun Mo's overturned vinegar jar was lifted up, and the action of holding the flesh and bones was rubbed a little.

He leaned back with it, sunk into the soft couch, and stared at the back of the book kite.

The room was brightly lit.

In the corner of the living room hangs a lifelike painting.

It is the street of a small county town, and there is a person squatting on the corner of the street.

It's blurry and clear.

The painter seems to be on the verge of hell, praying for someone to pull her.

The whole painting is dark.

The streets are dimly lit, but they are not the kind of light that can illuminate the abyss.

From the inside out, there is a despair of life.

Disgust with reality.

Yun Mo was wondering why the book kite hung such a desperate painting in the living room.

"Wangwang~Woo~"

The flesh and bones grinned, and opened their mouths to bite Yun Mo's cuffs.

Yun Mo lowered his head, and at some point his palm moved to the back of his neck, holding it tightly.

Flesh and bones: "Wow~Wang~" strangled the dog.

The room was quiet, the barking of dogs tore through the night sky, and the book kite squatted on the ground to fight the toys that he bought for the flesh and bones, and raised his eyes when he heard the voice: "You murdered." ”

Yun Mo didn't say anything, the flesh and bones jumped off his legs, and ran to the side of the book kite with his little short legs and lay down.

The book kite toy was thrown to it, and he got up on his knees, his head tingled, and his brain began to buzz in an instant.

She didn't dare to move at all, gritted her teeth, and squatted down again without moving, her little white hands shrunk under her flesh and bones, clenching violently.

The book kite didn't dare to make a sound, and bit the tip of its tongue through the gap of its teeth to relieve the tingling sensation in its head.

Yun Mo saw her staggering and squatting down, and his slightly frowning eyebrows were soothed when he saw that she was playing with flesh and bones.

In this way, he squatted for about five minutes, and after trembling, his eyebrows were stained with sweat, and the book kite looked at Yun Mo with a sigh of anger: "Don't bully it, it's already very pitiful." ”

Yun Mo paused slightly, he looked at her, his forehead was white, his lips were pale and his face was very bad, he went over and picked her up: "Don't be angry, I didn't bully it." ”

This guy is so favored now?

Shu Kite grimaced, and his face gradually returned to blood: "I'm not angry." ”

Yun Mo didn't believe it: "I'm not angry yet, my face is white." ”

“……”

He let go of her, took a small step back, and suddenly called out to her, "Book kite." ”

She blinked her eyes, slowly calming down a little, her fingertips hanging down to her side until they turned white, and the book kite looked along the cold white light.

The two were not far away, and there was a ripple of blue waves in his eyes, as if he was in love, and he didn't dodge at all, he said: "Remind you of something, don't be angry and don't be annoyed." ”

The book kite was a little embarrassed: "Huh? ”

A strange look rose in Yun Mo's eyes, and it landed on her chest slowly along her little face.

Shu Kite was a little confused, slowly reacted back, and followed his gaze.

She was wearing pajamas with buttons, and the neckline itself was very conservative, but at some point the buttons were opened twice, and she pulled the corners of her clothes tightly, and the black underwear was clearly revealed.

The smile of the man in front of him gradually became presumptuous.

The book kite was in a mess, her blush swam down her neck and the roots of her ears, she covered her chest uneasily, and glared at him: "Are you a pervert!" I will only remind after reading it. ”

The neckline is wide open, and it looks like it's been a while.

"Is this my fault?" Yun Mo felt that he was a little wronged, although he had already found out, he still said it in black and white: "I am a normal man, I already have thoughts about you, and you revealed it, I can't help it, and I don't want to bear it." ”

Shu Kite didn't feel too angry, but her chest was hit by a strong beating heart, but she knew exactly what kind of emotion it was.

The source of everything is the man in front of him.

Shu Kite felt that she needed to be sober and sober, and the person had no intention of leaving, and she was not easy to leave.

Yun Mo bent down to pick up the sleepy flesh and bones, glanced at the book kite who was about to leave, and whispered as if talking to himself: "I will be nice to you in the future, after all, I want to be your father." ”

The book kite took a step.

Turning around to hug the flesh and bones, by the way: "Good night, remember to close the door." ”

Yun Mo saw that her steps were messy, and she was in a good mood, and the corners of her lips were pulled.

He knew very well that his love for the book kite was just a seedling that had not yet sprouted at the beginning, and getting along day after day, like irrigation, eventually grew into a towering tree

So far, there is no way back.

He didn't plan to quit either.

Since there is no way to retreat, then rise to the challenge.

Shukite's hands are trembling when he closes the door, and he has been sick too many times, and this is the first time that he has panicked for no reason.

Rays of moonlight slowly crept in through the cracks in the curtain, cutting into a ray of light.

The people squatting by the door were frighteningly pale and frightening.

The flesh and bones jumped around on the side, and the cry was extremely sad: "Wangwang~"

The book kite pursed her pale lips and crouched against the door, her face buried between her knees. She knew that she was not sick at the moment, but her heart was empty and uncomfortable.

There was another thought in my head.

She wants to live, to live for the rest of her life.

The flesh and bones were so anxious that they bit the collar of her pajama pants, and the book kite raised her head to touch it, and smiled lightly: "And you care about me, it's good." ”

There were countless sourness in the teeth.

Mixed with water, the two tablets of medicine were put into the abdomen, the bitterness slid through the throat, and the breathing was broken for a moment.

Lying back in bed, consciousness drifting into a coma.

Flesh Bone jumped on the bed, bit the heavy winter quilt, pulled it to the book kite, and then nestled beside her, and fell asleep together.

*

Early the next morning, Su's house.

Su Yan returned to the old house, and Su Zhongyi came down from the second floor and called out to him: "Xiao Yan." ”

The Su family is a well-known family of etiquette, and Su Zhongyi only allowed Su Yan to act recklessly, letting him lace news fly all over the sky, and never scolded a word.

Su Yan held a cigarette in his hand and looked light: "Dad." ”

The housekeeper supported him, Su Zhongyi glanced at his collar, his face was as usual, and he was obviously extraordinarily indulgent to him: "Follow your second uncle to the company for an internship in two days." ”

Su Yan didn't think much about it, glanced at the housekeeper who paused his steps, and directly refused: "I won't go, I haven't had enough fun!" ”

Su Zhongyi is over the age of sixteen this year, his sideburns have long been gray, Su Yan is an old man, and he has almost put his life's indulgence on him.

In his eyes, Su Yan is good at everything, but he is too unruly.

"Xiao Yan, don't be capricious, the company will be handed over to you sooner or later."

Su Yan lowered his head, hooked his lips and spit out a circle of smoke, a striking lip blush on the collar of his shirt, he found a place to sit, free and uninhibited: "Dad, you also know, I don't have that ability, the company should let the second uncle watch it!" ”

His face was as calm as a clear pool, and there was a tooth mark on the cigarette holder.

Su Zhongyi frowned slightly, and his face was not very good: "You are what I grew up watching, what kind of character, I know it clearly." ”

Su Yan didn't want to say too much, there were too many spies in this old mansion, and if he missed a word, all the previous efforts would be in vain.

He said ruffian and got up from the chair: "Dad, I was too tired last night, I'll go upstairs and rest for a while." ”

There was a sigh behind him, but there were no words.

His fists clenched like hammers.