Rainbow herself knew that she was beautiful, and she didn't believe it before, but since that person said that her face was more beautiful than the rainbow in the sky, she - hypocritically believed.

Naturally, the most beautiful thing in her heart is her love.

Her love for him.

When she first saw him, he seemed to be a god, and she was embarrassed.

She still remembered that his eyebrows were thick and tall sword eyebrows, and his facial features were more three-dimensional and handsome.

His eyes were as black as a black tan, so black that he could suck her soul into it every time he stared at her with his deep eyes.

In addition to the bridge of his nose, there are also the thin lips that he often purses.

For countless nights, his cool lips always had a hot temperature to ignite the most brilliant flames on her body.

Every time, it makes her a sweet trace.

His height was higher than that of his grandfather, who often carried her back when he was younger, and his back was wider and more majestic than his grandfather's, and every time she lay on his back, she was extremely dependent.

However, what she liked the most was his arms.

In that dream-like memory, she spent most often in his arms.

At that time, the night was extremely cold, and the cold wind of the snow season could always unconsciously burrow into the house, and she was afraid of the cold and had nowhere to hide.

He always laughed at her for being weak, so he had to carefully wrap her in his arms at night, and then hug her petite body tightly.

His arms are the warmest, especially the skin of the two people against the skin, she feels that the heat on his body is much better than the electric blanket, smart and safe.

And his big rough hands, to get her food that can wrap her belly, that world injury can be said to be commonplace, she cried anxiously, and those hands would caress away her tears in distress.

Of course, afterwards, he would not have a long memory of going to fight with nature for her, there are too many such things......

Hongsheng lay on the simple wooden bed without love, did not eat, and closed his eyes in a daze.

Perhaps, she was asleep, or maybe she didn't sleep at all.

She just fell into the memories of the past again, and it was difficult to hold herself.

The man seems to smile very little at others, and the few good faces are left to her, and he smiles as if the heaven and the earth have lost their color.

Especially those smiling eyes, which seem to be filled with a vast sea of stars.

The eyes of the fascinated woman were shining, which also made her confused.

She admits that she was just fascinated by his beautiful eyes, especially when he stared at her in a daze without speaking.

One of her little hearts was pounding from his gaze, and it almost jumped out of her chest.

Once upon a time, she was a big boy with a big temper, and she didn't know how she got into his eyes.

For a while, he was also haunted by her, no matter where he went, he was not far from her, within reach.

When she learned to make him a dress with a woman she knew, she was clumsy and ugly.

He didn't dislike it, and hurriedly took off the one on his body and changed into the clothes she made, looking proud like a child who had stolen candy.

……

Perhaps, lying on the bed at this moment, Hong is really dreaming of the person she wants to see, waving her hand and not grabbing anything, but with a faint smile on her face.

Although it was shallow, it was really smiling.

Until her hands stopped scratching, her eyelids slowly opened, and she looked at everything around her, which was still the same as it had been for three years.

What stopped on her face was finally lonely.