On the last day of the year, the road in front of the Maple Forest Gate was full of ribbons, and the streets within a radius of several miles were full of colors and lanterns, all of which heralded the joy of welcoming the new year.

There was a pot of roses on the eaves of the window, and in the middle of winter it sprouted, and the book kite pots were moved into the house, through the glass, towards the light.

Yun Mo went out early in the morning, and Shukite had nothing to do to sort out some things.

She bought a very festive dress for the bones, red, with a pattern of bones on it.

The little one had been bouncing around the house all morning.

In the evening, the clouds were orange-red, and through the glass fell on the house, a bright red.

Shu Kite couldn't get out of the bedroom, and was stunned for a moment: "Yun Mo." ”

Yun Mo just came back and changed his shoes at the door.

She ran over and hugged her with a smile: "Why did you come back so early today?" ”

They haven't had a leave of absence from the police force this year, she knows.

Yun Mo hugged her back and smoothed the broken hair in her ear: "Why are you so enthusiastic, miss me?" ”

Shu Kite nodded, not knowing if it was okay: "Well, I miss you." ”

He said it, he couldn't help flirting, and he couldn't help flirting with the book, she could tease him to death even if she stood still.

He smiled and shifted his grip on her waist, his hands resting on the shoe cabinet, her waist resting on his.

In the book, breath is stagnant.

Yun Mo lowered his head, his lips pressed against her lips, sucking gently, sometimes provocatively biting her, for a long time, he led her inside: "Have you eaten lunch?" ”

She followed him and smelled the smell of the sea, a faint sea flavor: "I've eaten it." ”

It's just that I eat very little, and when I get used to eating with two people, one person will feel that I can't swallow it.

Habits are terrible habits.

The book kite looked up at him, and the light from the top of his head fell on the top of his hair, and the hair on his forehead was fine, a little long, and slightly obscured the tail of his eyes.

It should have been pressed by his hat, and the ends of his hair were soft and collapsed, and he turned his head, and the light in his eyes was gentle.

Yun Mo took off his coat and was still on the sofa, hugged her and sat on the sofa, his eyes stopped on her face: "Half a month ago, I was thinking about something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Your wedding gift and New Year's gift." Yun Mo raised his hand on her arm, lifted her slightly, and put her on his lap.

Shu Kite continued with his words: "Did you think of that? ”

"I thought about it a lot." Yun Mo's hand was on her, his face was in front of her, his eyes were slightly sideways, his hair was soft and folding, and he was extremely well-behaved, and his voice was slightly low: "Everything that is worthy of you has been given to you, and the others are not worthy of you." ”

In Yun Mo's eyes, everything in the world is not in a hurry.

Whether she is gravel or gold, he is willing to hold it.

Shu Kite raised her eyebrows, obviously pleased by his words, she wrapped her hand around his neck, and a smile overflowed in her eyes: "Am I so good?" ”

When she was happy, he was satisfied.

Yun Mo then bent his eyes, and his eyebrows were just the right amount of spring: "I don't care about others, I'm a treasure here." ”

The smile on her face couldn't go down, and when she bent her eyebrows slightly, she put aside a slight loss, and what remained was a clear and unflattering joy: "I don't care what I'm like with others, as long as it's good with you, it's enough." ”

The sun can't make everyone happy, so what can she do?

Yun Mo raised his hand, the blanket on the sofa was still down, and a lump arched on the ground.

He lifted her up, and the hand that had been on her waist began to be dishonest, and he lowered his head and sucked her neck: "I like you to think like this." ”

His voice was hoarse and low.

The book kite sat on his lap, and he didn't hold it, so she could only hold his neck tightly to prevent it from falling, so that there was no extra hand to stop his messy hand.

Yun Mo's body is hot, and the time is almost up, he has no time to eat meat for the time being, so he can only enjoy it on his hands.

She was also uncomfortable, and put her arms around his neck to close the distance.

A lump on the ground stood for a while, so I thought about it, but I didn't understand it, and when I was tired, it crawled and slept.

Yun Mo put the book kite down on the sofa, leaned over and covered it, his breathing was chaotic and heavy, and his voice was very bewildering: "Ruan Ruan, after tomorrow, you will take my surname, will you regret it?" ”

He wanted her to answer, so he deliberately avoided his lips.

The book kite's eyes are clear and chaotic, and if you look closely, it is a mess.

But she is very good at hiding her emotions, and what others see is beautiful, and she can't see the sadness and pain she deliberately hides.

Yun Mo waited for a while, but before she could answer, he raised his head, there were still ambiguous traces on the corners of his mouth, and there was a little grievance in his eyes: "Why don't you answer?" Do you already regret it? ”

Regret?

She won't, but only if she has the qualifications to regret it, however, the book kite has never had such qualifications.

Shu Kite hugged his neck to close the distance and sent his lips up: "No regrets." ”

Hearing this, Yun Mo laughed in a low voice, he glanced at the time, and then raised his hand to untie her collar: "Don't regret it, I will die." ”

The book kite's heart stabbed, and she was about to take half her life.

He finally smiled, hugged her and pressed it down, his body close to each other, and the temperature was hot.

Outside the window, the snowflakes are lingering, the maple forest is quiet, and you can't hear the sound of fireworks rushing into the sky in the distance, and you can't see the bright appearance of fireworks shattering the sky.

After a long time, Yun Mo got up from her and sorted out her clothes very gentlemanly.

The red light on the face of the book kite is still there, and the spring color has not receded.

He only kissed her today, didn't touch her, she clearly felt it, but she didn't know why he had to endure it, in the past, he didn't do this.

In the past, he would not have wronged himself.

Tired of it?

Tired?

After arranging her clothes, Yun Mo possessed her and kissed her forehead: "The square is very lively today, let's go out to eat." ”

Yun Mo was a little nervous, and his palms were sweating.

A very casual sentence drove away all the nonsense of the book kite.

She answered and said yes.

The two changed their clothes, from the inside to the outside, they were all lovers' clothes, the inner lining was bought by the two of them before, and the jacket was secretly bought by Yun Mo.

The central square before the New Year is very lively, with parents playing with their children, couples holding hands, and children walking with their elderly parents.

The square was not hidden, Yun Mo grabbed her, pulled her scarf up, and covered her frozen red face: "Is it cold?" ”

The temperature he looked at below zero, it must be cold.

If it weren't for the important events today, he would definitely not let her eat it and suffer this sin.

The snow didn't stop at this moment, it fell very slowly, very slowly, and the moment it fell was very romantic, and the head of a lover was white.

Shu Kite has never experienced this kind of atmosphere, and his eyes are full of novelty: "It's not cold, I think it's very interesting." ”

"Hmm." Yun Mo rubbed her hair and asked very casually and meaningfully, "Are you happy?" ”

She was thinking about a child at this moment, nodding her head, and there was a smile in her eyes: "Hmm." ”

The snow fell gently, and a group of people surrounded the square in the distance, Yun Mo went over with a book kite, and he didn't know what he was doing inside, and he stood in a few rows of people.

There were a lot of onlookers, and she couldn't see the specifics clearly.

Shu Kite was not very interested, she said: "Yun Mo, I'm a little hungry. ”

There was no one behind him to answer.

When she turned around, the square was crowded, except for the figure she was familiar with, she curled her hands in her sleeves and searched all over the world.

Her gaze was full of hope, cast everywhere, helpless, as if she had been discarded.

"Bang-"

In the middle of the crowd, balloons connected to the line were lifted into the air.