Retracting her hands, she lowered her head and pulled her clothes together.

Seeing that he was about to get up, Qin Haiyao suddenly thought of something, and reached over with a hand and grabbed his arm.

The girl's fingers were slender and slightly cold, obviously pinched on his fingers, but it seemed to be electric to his hands all at once.

"Hai Yao?"

Qin Haiyao bit her lower lip, stretched out her arm, hugged his neck, and raised her eyes to meet his eyes.

Her chest rose and fell violently, and she bit her lower lip and took the initiative to lean over to him.

As long as she can break the knot in his heart, she is willing to do anything.

Even if it's thick-skinned.

Even if it's a little more proactive.

Because she wasn't sure if he would have had the courage to do so again if he hadn't kept him this time.

Jian Yao froze for a few seconds, took a deep breath, and hugged her tightly again.

……

In the red wine glass on the coffee table, a little bit of wine remains, swaying gently, reflecting a colorful brilliance.

The wine was sticking to her fingers, but also to his neck and shirt.

The girl's fingers clutching his shirt tightened, and the tendons on the back of his hand protruded.

White carpet, dazzling red.

Not wine.

It's blood.

"Hai Yao."

Holding her, Jian Yao whispered her name and buried her face in her long hair.

"I love you too."

This sentence, which has been buried in my heart for more than two years, finally dares to say it.

With his arms around his neck, Qin Haiyao whispered.

"I know."

There was still a teardrop on the tip of the girl's eyelashes, but the corners of her lips were raised.

Pain.

And happy.

"Love me well in the future!"

He didn't speak, but replied with a kiss.

……

……

In the eastern sky, the clouds of last night have gradually dissipated.

The darkest part of the pre-dawn period had passed, and the sun leaped violently, casting golden morning light over the land.

A new day has begun.

The couch man is still asleep.

The curtains were not closed, and the soft golden morning light poured in through the curtains, reflecting the whole room bright and warm.

On the carpet, a man and a woman were still sleeping in each other's arms, their long black hair wrapped around the buttons of their shirts.

The man's big hand grasped the woman's delicate fingers.

A cute pink jade carved little fox is lying quietly on the girl's shoulder, reflected by the sun very transparently.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that on the side of the little fox, there is a dark red trace, like a rose that is about to bloom.

Buzz –

On one side of the coffee table, the phone vibrates.

Jian Yao opened her eyes in a daze, reached over with one hand, touched her mobile phone on a messy coffee table, hung up without looking, and buried her face in the girl's long hair again.

The arm reached over, grabbed the hand again in the palm of his hand, and hugged the person along with the blanket.

There was a pause.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

In the phoenix's eyes, it was already clear.

In front of me, the girl was still sleeping, and her cheeks were still a little flushed.

Jian Yao was stunned, and smiled again.

Raising his hand to cut the messy hair from her shoulder, he stared down at the familiar face.

The long eyelashes trembled, Qin Haiyao half-opened her eyes, and raised her palm to block the slightly dazzling light.

Noticing his gaze, she opened all her eyes and sat up with her arms folded.

"Jian Yao, you...... What happened to you? ”

Her tone was a little worried.

"It's fine." Jian Yao shook her head slightly, stretched out her arm to help her pull the blanket up, and hugged the girl's shoulder, "I just think...... It's like a dream, is it true? ”