Mo Xiaoxiao was in the house, holding the picture scroll that Gu Yichen gave her that day, preparing to match it and tattoo a pair of embroidery exactly like it, when suddenly a knock on the door interrupted the originally quiet and sudden sound, making her fingers pierced by a needle accidentally.

She gently sucked her bleeding fingers, thinking that it was Mo Yao, so she didn't cover it up, directly put the scroll on the table, and went to open the door.

"Squeak......

The heavy and sharp sound of the wooden door, in the silent night sky, was extremely loud, Mo Xiaoxiao just opened the door, he was startled by Gu Yichen in front of him, speechless for a while, his heart beat faster, the cool breeze blowing outside the door did not seem to be cold, it was warm, he stammered and didn't know how to speak, and he didn't know why he suddenly came to visit in the dead of night.

Gu Yichen was as gentle as ever, with a smile on his face, he seemed to be a little nervous, his ears were crimson, and he said slowly after a while: "You, you are so late, haven't you rested?" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao's face was ruddy, he lowered his head slightly, and slowly raised his head and said, "Yes, aren't you too, you just came back from the bureau, right?" ”

Gu Yichen saw her squirming and shy look, he thought she was cute, nodded slightly, and tilted his head with a slight smile and said, "What?" Don't you want me to come in and sit down? It's still a little cold to talk outside......"

Mo Xiaoxiao reacted at this time, smiled awkwardly, knocked on the door, and stood aside: "Please come in and sit ......"

It looks stiff and cute, and it's a bit silly.

As soon as Gu Yichen sat down, he saw the embroidery plate placed on the table and the pair of spring and kapok......

Surprised, delighted, excited, excited, calm, calm, snickering......

Mo Xiaoxiao closed the door, turned around, and then remembered something, and hurriedly trotted over and hastily put away the things on the table, moving extremely quickly.

After finishing and seeing Gu Yichen looking at himself with a snicker, Mo Xiaoxiao scratched his head, smiled awkwardly, and wanted to find something to cover up, Gu Yichen still spoke first.

"Do you like it?"

Mo Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Huh? ”

Gu Yichen said seriously: "I, I mean you embroider that, do you like it very much?" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao poured him a cup of tea and sat down squirming: "I, I, uh-huh, yes, I like it, I like it, I like it tightly, I like embroidery very much, hehe......"

Gu Yichen was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, and took a sip of tea, she naturally knew what he meant, she obviously didn't want to respond positively, she was shy!

Mo Xiaoxiao was restrained, and she didn't even know how to place her hands, so when the lights were dim for a lonely man and a widow, the atmosphere was really ambiguous, not to mention that it was still opposite to an object she liked, which made her feel even more awkward.

Gu Yichen is probably a little embarrassed, but he still has to pretend to be calm, in front of the girl he likes, how can he not be elegant and generous!

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and no one spoke, and only then did Gu Yichen slowly speak: "Actually, that day, the thing I gave you that day was not what Qing Shui explained, she misinterpreted my meaning." ”

When Mo Xiaoxiao heard this, she raised her head sharply, and smirked again: "Hehe, understand, understand." ”

"You know what?"

Facing Gu Yichen's questioning, Mo Xiaoxiao scratched her head embarrassedly.

Gu Yichen suddenly had a deep rhyme in his eyes, looked at her shallowly, and said softly: "The frost twilight Liao fell on the thousand autumn trees, and the sad folding window jumped on the book." There is a clear sky to weave red rhyme, and the most lovesick when the kapok brocade is ......"

Mo Xiaoxiao was stunned for a while, staring at him intently, unable to say a word, just looking at him quietly, his tenderness and his tenderness were all permeating the silent night sky......

"I wrote it myself, and I gave it to you, you...... Do you like it? ”

Gu Yichen saw that she didn't speak, so he continued to say softly: "Actually, this is what I wanted to say that day, not the interpretation of what Qing Shui said, can you understand what I mean?" ”

Mo Xiaoxiao only felt that the churning and boiling in her heart was like the burning coals in the furnace, hot and hot, and a powerful current of heat rushed in, making her a little dizzy temporarily, a feeling that could not be described or described.

She said timidly, with a hint of shyness in her voice: "Then why didn't you mention it in the painting that day, and you only said it today?" ”

"Actually, I thought of it for a long time, but for a while, I couldn't think of a suitable topic to mention, so I didn't mention it together."

"Do you think of it now?"

Gu Yichen blushed when he saw her like this, and he was eager to know, and he was also happy in his heart.

"Well, I thought...!"

Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly raised her head, and there was another enthusiastic upheaval in her heart.

"Mu Xiao. Spring cotton ......"

After speaking, he looked at her with affection on his face, as if he wanted to get some answer from her......

Mo Xiaoxiao was at a loss, and he was at a stalemate for a long time before he said leisurely: "Eh, it's beautiful......"

There had never been such a warm and blatant love, and it wrapped her so directly, how intoxicating that enthusiasm was, like a person who drank a whole pot of spirits without a drop of wine, and like a rose that was drunk by the sunset and soft leaning against the wind......

Gu Yichen took another step closer to her, he was a whole head taller than her, there was a faint orchid fragrance floating from his body, he loved Lan, everyone knew it, so it was not bad, the gentleman was like an orchid, noble and elegant, gentle as jade, he was such a person......

Mo Xiaoxiao was nervous again: "You, you, how do you know that I like kapok......

Gu Yichen smiled lightly and said casually: "Last time in the garden, when you and Qing Shui were embroidering under the kapok tree, I saw you staring at the kapok tree for a long time, carefully picking up the scattered kapok, looking very cherished, I guess you like it, so I want to draw a picture of kapok for you that will never wither." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao's chest rose and fell with her rapid breathing, and her face turned crimson: "You, have you started paying attention to me for a long time?" ”

He nodded gently.

In fact, Gu Yichen was more emotional than Mo Xiaoxiao, his love was born before her love at first sight, probably from that day when she single-handedly broke into Gu's house, was expelled by the family, and unyieldingly threatened that she had a "please sticker", at that time, he felt that she was different from other women, she was lively, strong, and cute, and different from those women who were pampered and pampered......

"You, why do you like kapok, there are thousands of flowers in this world, and other women like roses, lotuses, lotus roses, these delicate and gorgeous flowers, and why do you love this kind of ordinary, not outstanding flower?"

Mo Xiaoxiao glanced at him, and suddenly his eyes became cold, and he recalled in a trance that he had a bleak life experience before, and his mood was lonely.

"Because kapok also has another name, it is also called hero flower, those delicate and beautiful flowers, are too easy to wither and too easy to be broken by the wind and rain, and are mostly raised in the house to watch, and kapok blooms in the wilderness, on the edge of the cliff, it is indomitable and upright, it blooms in the spring, a spring cold and colorful spring, I think it is similar and different from me, I envy it, pity it, worship it, tease it, and like it, I want to be my own hero like it."

When Gu Yichen heard this, his heart suddenly had mixed feelings, he was not Mo Xiaoxiao, he couldn't feel everything she had experienced before, he couldn't share those hardships and sorrows for her, and he didn't have enough strength to soften her heart that had been through vicissitudes, but he wanted to protect her from now on, that deformed her, she who was down, she who was lonely, she who was helpless, and she who was stubborn......

"Xiaoxiao ......"

Mo Xiaoxiao was immersed in all the times and depressions she had experienced in the past, and she was interrupted by Gu Yichen's sudden gentle voice.

It was the first time he had called her like that, and he was surprised and stunned, but there was not a trace of awkwardness.

Perhaps, as it should be.

Mo Xiaoxiao turned his head and looked at him with wide eyes, Gu Yichen suddenly wanted to speak, not knowing how to speak.

After a moment, he spoke: "Let me be your hero, okay?" The wind, frost, rain and snow on this road let me escort you, let me cut through thorns and thorns for you, slay dragons and kill Jiaojiao for you, pick stars and moons for you, wind and rain, you and I are in the same boat through thick and thin, regardless of the way back, this goes through many years, and I am the destination of your life...... All right? ”

He was close to her, the enthusiasm and sincerity in her eyes were clearly visible, and the orchid fragrance emanating from his body was also clearly audible......

Mo Xiaoxiao became more and more unable to control his heartbeat and breathing, and even felt a little difficult to breathe, and his breath even fluttered in his ears......

The wind outside the window was blowing and scattering the floating clouds, there were a few birds and finches chirping without a match, everything was quiet and harmonious, Mo Xiaoxiao's heart was like a flood tide, galloping, and under the urging of hormones, she was moved......

In this world, what kind of love is more intimate and happy than two lovers who are happy with each other and rejoice each other......

"I ......"

Just when Mo Xiaoxiao wanted to confide that he was also interested in him, a sudden knock on the door broke the atmosphere that had been created so hard.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Mo Xiaoxiao was at a loss, as if someone had exposed the secret, she hurriedly took a few steps back, sorted out her clothes in confusion, leaned aside, Gu Yichen's gentleness was also put away, coughed a few times, sorted out her emotions, turned around, and said to the outsider: "Come in, the door is not locked." ”

"Squeak...!"

After hearing the sound, the people outside the door hesitated for a moment, but pushed the door open, and in an instant, several people looked at each other, and the person outside the door was He Yuwen, who was looking indifferent, and looked at the room suspiciously, the two people with the same expression, seemed to understand one or two, and said apologetically.

"It seems that I didn't come at the right time, I didn't mean to disturb the two, but I just wanted to discuss some private matters with Miss Mo, seeing that this is the case, I can only talk about it tomorrow."

When He Yuwen spoke, his face was expressionless, his words were extremely cold, and when he left, he glanced at Mo Xiaoxiao meaningfully, as if he had some resentment, Mo Xiaoxiao was a little numb by him, just like the feeling when he was bumped into early love by his parents......

Come gently, leave gently, leaving Mo Xiaoxiao and Gu Yichen looking at each other, and then Gu Yichen can't be embarrassed not to leave......

A confession, no longer mentioned, just hidden in the heart.