Chapter 854: Running to the Dead Enemy (62)

Little by little, time passed.

Bian Jingxun's sleepiness became shallower and shallower, and the sleeping pills he took half an hour ago became more and more energetic in half an hour.

He sat up from the bed in silence, the heavy curtains blocking the sunlight, and only a stubborn bunch squeezed in through the crack and hit the faintly scented bellflower on the table.

He didn't pay much attention to the bellflower on the table, and went down to the ground in the dark field, and the sound of pouring water could be heard in the middle of the ropes.

Yu Nian also woke up with the movement in the house, and in the sun, she swayed the branches and leaves at will, enjoying the caress of the light.

It took a long time for her to stop swinging and look earnestly at the long figure in the darkness.

"Good morning, Mr. Jingxun." She opened her mouth softly, and the rhizome began to shake slightly again.

Bian Jingxun couldn't hear her voice, but he could smell the refreshing breath emanating from it.

He put down his glass of water and walked barefoot towards the bellflower on the windowsill.

The bellflower trembled as if alive in his hands, and the little emerald green leaves held the flowers, like a shy girl holding her blushing face.

Yu Nian looked up at Bian Jing and looked for dark circles in the corners of his eyes that were thicker than yesterday, and he was a little distressed.

"Are you having insomnia again?" She muttered lowly.

This is the 30th day of Yu Nian's rebirth on this pot of bellflower flowers, and the full moon will be right after tomorrow.

And the memory of the past also faded little by little with the time when she entered the bellflower, and now I vaguely remember that she is not a bellflower flower, the name is Yu Nian, or a person.

The man in front of him is the owner of this big house. And she is the only one of the many flowers he raises that is kept indoors and kept alone.

Although he didn't know why he did this, Yu Nian vaguely felt that it was related to his insomnia.

Bian Jingxun didn't notice her abnormality, put her behind the bedside table, and lay down on the bed after her.

He just lay upright, uncovered. The center of his eyebrows is still twisted into Sichuan characters, and he doesn't sleep very peacefully.

Yu Nian stood at the head of the bed, looking at his handsome sleeping face all day long, striving to release more calming breath to let him fall asleep faster.

Seeing that his frowning eyebrows were gradually smoothed out, his breathing stabilized, and he could no longer hold the eyelids of the fight for more than a year, and fell into a deep sleep.

And after she slept, the room gathered more and more aromas, as the lilac smoke dissipated.

A slender figure with white skin and emaciation appeared on the big bed, curled up next to the man, holding his arms and sleeping soundly.

The man who was supposed to be asleep opened his eyes at this moment.

He watched silently and appeared beside him again, for the little girl, his narrow eyes were slightly closed to what he should be thinking.

It took him a long time to raise his hand and pull out the thin blanket placed next to the bed and put it on the little girl.

The little girl who was sleeping with his arm in her arms rubbed his arm and quickly fell asleep.

The hairy head rubbed against his arm a little itchy, his eyebrows were slightly invisibly raised, he put his broad palm on the top of her head and rubbed it, thinking about holding her in his arms again before closing his eyes and slowly falling asleep.

The little guy who works better than sleeping pills.

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The next day, the little girl turned into a bellflower again and stayed in the pot, shaking the leaves, looking at the man who was dressing in front of the mirror.

Bian Jingxun buttoned the last button of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves slightly, revealing his fair and strong arms.

Today, he is still abstinent to death.

Yu Nian enjoyed the sunshine, and his eyes closely followed his busy figure and covered the flowers and plants.

Bian Jingxun's backyard is planted with all kinds of flowers and plants, and in addition to watering her every day, he also waters other flowers and plants.

Most of the flowers he planted were made into wine and kept in the cellar, and a few were made into bouquets and sold in florists.

The bellflower gently shook the rhizome against the wind, and it was a moment of distraction.

Bian Jingxun had already put the spray can in the spray can and walked towards the iron fence gate.

After more than a few years, she struggled to turn the flowers, trying to see the situation behind her, but in the end, she was too impulsive to break through herself, she failed to achieve 360 rotation, and gave up decisively.

But I can faintly hear the voice behind me,

"Will you go back tonight? Mom and Dad miss you so much. ”

"No, I'm not available tonight."

"Can't you forgive your parents and go see them?" The voice was a little angry.

"I can't." Bian Jingxun spoke indifferently.

The door closed suddenly, and it was so frightened that the leaves jumped.

Sensing the shadow approaching behind him, Yu Nian subconsciously sat down and was picked up by him and went to the house.

Until he put it back on the windowsill, she looked through the window at the sky that was beginning to darken, and her mood was not very bright.

I don't know how long it has been.

The raindrops the size of beans fell with the muffled thunder, and the rain seemed to be getting heavier and heavier.

She looked up at the sky in a daze, still depressed, until the sound of the door opening and closing behind her sounded.

Yu Nian looked over, only to find that Mr. Jing Xun's white shirt was already soaked and sticky to his body, his hair was still dripping, and his complexion was a little abnormally white.

She looked at him soaking wet worriedly, but Bian Jingxun didn't notice her gaze, took a towel and went directly to the bathroom.

It's messy, the sound of water in the bathroom came, and Yu Nian was still very worried about looking at the closed door of the bathroom.

I don't know how long it has been, but I haven't seen him come out