Chapter 342: A Thousand Threads That Can't Be Unfolded

By the next morning, everything had returned to the beginning, as if nothing had happened, and the confession that Wen Niannian had defeated first disappeared without a trace like the starless fireworks in the sky.

Wen Niannian opened her eyes, her eyes forced back the mist brought by the early morning, she thought that yesterday's honesty was a relieved rescue, but she didn't want to be a boulder to suppress her heart.

She turned her head and found that Yu Moqin seemed to be sleeping very deeply today, he who should have woken up earlier was still asleep today, and his face was still clear, and it didn't seem to be contaminated with a little bit of grievances and hatred in the world, Yu Moqin was like a god who came down from the sky, with a face that hated the world.

Driven by the sound of crying out of nowhere, Wen Niannian actually put her cold hand on Yu Moqin's warm cheeks in this beautiful morning, and she moved her fingers gently, as if she wanted to grasp the temperature of her fingertips tightly.

After a long time, she returned to reality from her intoxication, and with a faint smile, she couldn't solve the estrangement accumulated in her heart.

Today she chose a gray nylon coat, and after putting it on, the whole person looked like clothes were hanging on her, and after putting on her clothes, she walked in the direction of the bathroom.

At this time, Yu Moqin's eyes slowly opened, he had actually woken up a long time ago, he was happy about yesterday's confession, and he wanted to say something at the moment when he opened the distance between him and Wen Niannian, but he was still retracted by Wen Niannian's thoughtful eyes.

In the bathroom, Wen Niannian was holding an electric toothbrush in her hand, and the sound wave of "Zizi" reached her ears in her mouth.

Suddenly, she felt a warmth in her waist, and when she looked down, there was already a pair of big hands on her waist, and then she raised her eyes to follow the mirror, and she saw Yu Moqin, who was a head taller than herself, behind her.

Her seemingly sweet smile was actually full of thoughts: "What's the matter, it's like this early in the morning." ”

Yu Moqin rested her chin on Wen Niannian's thin shoulders, she was very thin, almost all bones, "It's nothing, I just want to hug you like this." ”

Wen Niannian's brushing of her teeth continued, she picked up the water cup and bowed slightly to rinse her mouth, and Yu Moqin also accommodated her actions and bent over with her, until she spit out the water and wiped it with the square towel beside her, and then Yu Moqin turned her person to face her.

"Nian Nian."

"Huh?" She winked at him, like a shining star.

Yu Moqin leaned over and propped himself up on the washstand with one hand, "The toothbrush is finished, shouldn't it..."

He deliberately paused and left the second half of the sentence to Wen Niannian for her to chew repeatedly.

Wen Niannian's face turned red, her dodgy little face shook from side to side, and she was still looking for a way to escape, but she was raised by Yu Moqin.

Next, everything is silent, and in addition to the heartbeat between each other, there is only the mint fragrance of nostalgia back and forth.

In front of the mirror, they are like cranes flying with wings, so close, as if they are about to go far, far away together.

After a long time, when Wen Niannian was about to lose his breath, Yu Moqin took a step back as if he had the ability to predict, he smiled and watched Wen Niannian get drunk as if he had drunk wine, and his mood was better than the warm sun in the sky.

"You're really..."Wen Niannian hurriedly retreated from Yu Moqin, and rushed out of the bathroom that had become thin because it could accommodate two people.

Out of the bathroom, her back was tightly leaned against the wall that was only separated from Yu Moqin, covering her pounding heart with one hand, and the heartbeat sound had occupied the entire brain.