The next day, the two rushed early in the morning to go to the market. It would take some time to get from home to town, and the two of them walked around so slowly. Halfway down the road, I saw a villager pulling a cart, Rong Luan paid some money, and the two followed the car together.

Yan Ning's first ride on the ox cart was a bit of a novelty, and he soon fell asleep on the rugged mountain road, his head naturally resting on Rong Luan's shoulder. Rong Luan lowered his shoulders slightly so that Yan Ning could lean more comfortably.

When Yan Ning woke up, he found that his whole body was almost nested in Rong Luan's arms. She couldn't see or know what Rong Luan's expression was now, but she naturally grabbed Rong Luan's arm and asked him to take her to the market.

The streets are full of people, and although they are not as prosperous as the big cities, they also have the liveliness of the small town itself. The enthusiastic shouts of the street vendors, mixed with the aroma of the food mixed with the crowds, all gave Yan Ning a sense of happiness that he had not seen for a long time.

Although his eyes couldn't see, Yan Ning used his nose as a navigation to search for delicious food. She was first attracted by the aroma of a wonton, and then hurriedly pulled Rong Luan to sit down. The breakfast of the two was just passed with a bowl of hot wontons.

When they were tired of shopping, Rong Luan led the way, and the two walked back slowly. The longer you walk, the fewer people on the road become, and in the end, you can only see Yan Ning and Rong Luan on the trail. Rong Luan looked down at Yan Ning who was walking beside him, and held her hand ruthlessly.

Yan Ning was stunned for a moment, and then naturally clasped his fingers, and the two walked forward holding hands like this, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously showed a smile.

Rong Luan only felt that his heart was beating hard, as if someone was holding a drumstick and knocking on his heart over and over again. And there is a hint of fluttering in the tremor of this heartbeat, as if this is a dream, which seems particularly unreal. But the temperature from his hand told him that it was true, and he really held Yan Ning now.

He never imagined that he could have such a quiet and sweet time in his chaotic life.

"Why don't we find a place to rest." Yan Ning proposed.

Rong Luan nodded, and when he saw a pavilion in the distance, he took Yan Ning over. When he arrived, he found that the chair was a little dirty, so he hurriedly wiped it off with his sleeve, but he held Yan Ning's hand but refused to let go, preferring to wipe the chair in an awkward posture when he was tired.

"It's supposed to be evening, right?" Yan Ning raised her head, although it was pitch black in her sight, she felt as if she had seen the orange sky plating the entire earth with a layer of gold, gorgeous and warm.

Rong Luan nodded and said, "It's evening." ”

"Shall we stay here and wait for the stars to come out?" Yan Ning said, looking at the sky with an expression full of anticipation. She prefers the silence of the night to the noise of the night, in which she feels her presence more intensely.

Rong Luan hummed softly, and the two of them sat snuggled up like this. Yan Ning talked a lot, and he didn't feel tired when he kept talking with a small mouth, so Rong Luan listened quietly and responded a few words from time to time. Without a trace, he put the hand he was shaking with Yan Ning into his arms and carried it, and straightened his body so that Yan Ning could lean on it more comfortably.

"What do you think I used to be?" I don't know what to talk about, Yan Ning suddenly became interested in the previous things.

Rong Luan thought carefully, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pursed a smile, "You used to look alert and smart, and you didn't seem to be afraid of anything." I'm cruel to you, and you can still laugh at you. ”

"Was Rong Luan fierce before?"

"yes."

"Then why isn't it fierce at all now?"

"Because..."Rong Luan looked down at Yan Ning's white and pretty face, "Because of you, how can I be fierce?" ”

Rong Luan remembered that when he first saw Yan Ning, although he was amazed by her beauty, she was not the only one among the thousands of beauties in the world. Later, after getting along for a long time, I was slowly attracted by her cleverness and cleverness, and found her interesting. It wasn't until that time in the secret path that he moved his heart for the first time, and since then, the name Yan Ning is like an addictive poison, and he can't quit anymore.

The boy's love words made the girl blush, and her empty eyes were also bright, and she continued to ask curiously: "Then how did you like me at that time?" ”

"Ah Yan is so good, even if I didn't like you at the time, I will still like you now." Although the words were numb, Rong Luan really thought so.

As soon as he was born, he had to accept the fate of wandering. He followed his parents to hide in Tibet since he was a child, but in the end he still had to watch his parents die in front of him, and he couldn't shout or cry, so he could only run away with the old slave. Later, the old slave also died, and he was dying, but fortunately, someone passed by and saved his life.

But this life also comes at a price.

Before he was five years old, he had to learn to kill, practice martial arts every day, and never get a good night's sleep. Because it's likely that there won't be time to wake up from this sleep. But fate may still favor him, he met his master and met Achen, they were like a beam of light cast by his gloomy life, so that he could walk alone even in the dark.

And what is Yan Ning?

She was like the dawn she could wait for if she continued walking, and she could pull him out of the darkness completely. Let him start to look forward to the future, and there is finally a difference between today and tomorrow. He strongly felt the meaning of life, and this meaning was given by Yan Ning. He didn't know how he fell in love with Yan Ning, but when he fell in love, he didn't want to retreat, he didn't want to keep.

He just wants to take good care of Yan Ning as Rong Luan, not ink dyeing, nor ...

Bai Zi'an.

Rong Luan's answer made Yan Ning very satisfied, although his eyes were blind, his senses were more sensitive, and he could easily distinguish whether what Rong Luan said was true or false. She picked up her other hand and touched Rong Luan's face, muttering in her mouth, "I forgot what you look like, I don't know if I can remember it after touching it like this?" ”

Stretching out her hand, she first touched Rong Luan's high and straight nose, this is a very beautiful nose that can be known even if you can't see it, with such a nose, Rong Luan's facial features must be very three-dimensional. Further up were long eyelashes and deep eye sockets, and finally her hand came to her lips, Rong Luan's lips were soft, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and there were obvious lip beads.

Yan Ning carefully compared the position of each facial feature to imagine Rong Luan's appearance. She gently rubbed Rong Luan's lips, and her fingers even lightly touched Rong Luan's teeth, staining them with a little water.

Rong Luan swallowed unconsciously, and asked lightly, "Ah Yan, what are you doing here?" ”

"Of course" Before he finished speaking, Yan Ning covered his lips and gnawed lightly.

"Kiss you."