After sending her back yesterday, he returned home and began to make up for the progress of the project that had been delayed in the afternoon. I didn't lie down until 4 a.m. to sleep. He thought he was dreaming when he heard the knock on the door, until he saw her standing in the doorway in the cat's eye.

She rewarded herself so proudly. He had no choice but to cooperate with her. Then he went to sleep again. I slept very deeply, and when I woke up and looked at my watch, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

He opened the door.

The TV was on, but there was no sound at all. The little girl rested on the armrest of the sofa, and a sofa cushion fell to the ground with her drooping arm. Breathe evenly. He felt a little trance, this situation was too life-like. It's like they're married and living together. Obviously, it has only been two days since they officially started dating. He looked around the room. I feel like it's lit up here and there. In the past, he chose to live here just because he was different from other people's biological clocks and avoided more classmates, but today he had a good impression of this room for the first time. He saw an orange peel on the table, and the faint aroma of fruit wafted through the room.

He walked gently to the couch and looked down at her face. There is also a faint layer of fluff on the skin, and the oil secreted by sleep is thinly attached to the face, exuding a faint light. The chin is sharper when the face is sideways. He couldn't help but reach out and touch it. She was unconscious, and she smacked her mouth twice. He went to the room where she had been, found a new Raschel blanket in the cupboard, and walked back to help her cover her. Then close the toilet door and wash up after getting up.

Everything is natural and beautiful, not real. He couldn't help but smile at himself in the mirror as he brushed his teeth after taking a shower. He hadn't looked in the mirror for a long time.

He walked over to the balcony to set up a towel and passed by the desk she had just used. Her words are very beautiful, and she is a little more powerful and handsome than ordinary girls' words. It's just that almost none of her big homework is completed. I remembered the last time I ate in the cafeteria and heard her resentment, the weakness of the little woman.

"Second Senior Brother" Zhang Heng's happy life is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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