"It's a good feeling to be back here."

This was the first thing Xu Qing said after arriving home, as if he was happy to return to his hometown.

"Unfortunately, this will only be a temporary habitat."

My untimely exclamation broke the warm conversation. And Xu Qing looked at me, with stars shining in his eyes, clear and bright.

I don't know what she's thinking, but there are still many stories about you in front of me that I need to explore one by one, and I hope that time will be a lifetime. And so, with a secret promise, she gave herself to me.

In fact, I also held my head and meditated, Xu Qing, let go of your cold appearance and let me enter your heart!

After she put everything in place, she lay comfortably on the bed, forming an obvious "big" character.

Thinking back to the picture of holding hands today, a trace of a smile appeared on his face, so happy, holding hands.

I watched her bask in joy and didn't break her daydream, and although the door was open, it was a habit to knock.

Sitting on the couch and bored, I noticed a notebook at the top of the pile of books on the table, with a delicate cover, drawing beautiful girls from anime.

Turning the first side, I wrote with colored pens: I have a good wish, I hope that I am also a beautiful and moving Alice, and one day I will also chase the white rabbit and enter a magical world. Take a sip of water there and shrink to the size of a mouse, eat a piece of cake and become a giant, eat the right side of the same mushroom to become shorter, and eat the left side to grow taller. How interesting! I'll also meet a whole bunch of people and animals, like dodos, lizard bills, Cheshire cats, vegetarian turtles, but I don't like ugly duchesses. If there's anything to add, I'd like to meet a brave knight who will take me around the world – a cute fawn.

When I just finished reading, Xu Qing happened to come out of the room and captured me alive.

"Guo Longyi, you peeked at my stuff again."

She snatched the notebook from my hand, and when she found out that it was this one, she immediately flipped through it and hugged it tightly in her arms, as if she had been discovered.

Pointing at my nose and interrogating, "What do you see?" How many have you watched? ”

"No, I just opened it, and there's something unsightly in it."

I don't want to be killed, so I can only speak with my conscience.

And when she heard my words, she instantly recovered her complexion, like a goddess with her eyes closed and her hands folded, "Amitabha, God forbid, I didn't see anything." ”

For some reason, when I saw her like this, I wanted to tease her more, so I whispered into her ear.

"I didn't expect the cold and cool eldest sister to have a desire to be a princess, and she also had to meet a brave knight to take ......"

"Ah, you bastard, shut up. You're lying to me. ”

She punched me in the face without saying a word, and I didn't have time to dodge but felt the pain of my flesh squishing and her frantic complaints.

Ignoring my injury, she continued to rampage, "What's wrong with me wanting to be a princess, can't I be a little woman, some people haven't secretly written love letters to me, and they say that you are my April day in the world, and you are sour to death." ”

Under this barrage of critical hits, I was just thinking "Mom, am I your own?" Don't bring such a pit son. ”

In fact, the letter goes like this:

Actually, I've liked you for a long time, but I don't know if I should confess to you. Perhaps our world is two parallel lines that will never intersect. But when our constants are equal, they also coincide. Meeting you is a wonderful fate, in the past, I just wanted to live an ordinary life, but when I met you, my world has become meaningful. You are my April day in the world, and I am the peach blossom in the mountain temple, waiting until you start to bloom.

"What's sour, my upright tone, and the fact that I just scribbled at the time. Who knew my mom would find out. ”

I still replied strongly, resolutely refusing to admit it, while covering my already swollen face.

I think it's very well written, it's like "My feelings for you are like an exponential function based on the natural logarithm e, no matter how many times you go through the wind and rain of derivation, you still don't change your true colors, and your true feelings will always remain." ”

"Still, it's actually pretty well written."

Xu Qing suddenly became gentle, put down the book in his hand, and walked towards me. And I closed my eyes and stretched out my other hand to cover my face.

It turned out that she wasn't trying to hit me, but helped me to sit down, and then went to find the hard-boiled eggs left in the kitchen.

I watched her suddenly be so gentle, remembered the pictures on TV that pretended to be hurt and sympathized, and secretly thought that I should try it too.

So I lay on the couch and screamed in pain from time to time to arouse her sympathy. She wrapped her eggs in gauze and rolled around my wound and asked me, "Does it hurt?" ”

"Of course it hurts, it won't be disfigured, I'll have to eat with my face in the future." I complained pitifully.

"Eat by your face? How much does a punch cost, I will come back often in the future. ”

I sat up in anger when I heard her words, and she hurt me so hard that I lay down again, accompanied by screams.

Turning my face to see her sitting hunched over the coffee table, I began to reverie. Why didn't I find out how good her figure was before, obviously she was a hundred-pound person, I just saw her snow-white thighs when I looked down, and I inadvertently hit a spirit, what do you think, it will be hot.

The principle of boiled eggs to reduce swelling is nothing more than to play the role of blood circulation and blood stasis, promote the absorption of blood by subcutaneous tissues, so as to have the effect of driving away bruises.

If I'm not mistaken, ice is the best solution for removing bruises within two hours, and hot eggs are recommended after two hours. But for the sake of this Spring Festival, I'd rather slow down.

She didn't notice that I was looking at her, and she was so engrossed in helping me roll the eggs, and I felt so happy at this moment. I forget how it felt like to hug last time, I just know that it was comfortable.

"I think something has hit the back of my head, you can help me take a look."

"Really?"

She gently answered and leaned over to fum, unaware that she was all over my body, and I pretended to roll over, putting one hand around her and holding her close to my arms.

"You ......"

I plugged her cherry mouth with my index finger and gently said to her, "My peach blossom needs your warmth." ”

She looked at me with endless tenderness in her eyes. At that moment, the world was silent, and only two hearts were pounding.

You are my April day on earth, you are the eye of my heart. My words should be made with that sentence to make an oath.

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(If anyone can prove that what I say is not true, even if I have never written a poem, and the world has never loved)

This is a verse I borrowed from Savon, and although it is true that I am not so fond of foreign literature, I am willing to study it once for her sake.