"Oh, open the curtains! The birds are chirping, let the sunlight in. She said.

He slipped out of bed, turned his back to her, and walked towards the window, looking a little hunchbacked. He pulled back the curtains and looked out for a moment. His back is fair, his narrow buttocks are delicate and beautiful, showing a fine manhood, and the black and red nape of his neck is fine but strong. This delicate frame is not strong on the outside, but it contains inner strength. This figure, at this glance, is the legendary capable man.

"You're so beautiful!" She said, "Come on! She spread her arms as she spoke.

He was embarrassed to turn around, because he was excited. He picked up his shirt from the floor and covered himself as he walked towards her.

"Why is it so proud!" She murmured uneasily, "So majestic! Now I know why men are so bossy! But this thing is cute, really, like another life! A little scary, but really cute! It's coming for me......" She bit her lower lip, scared and excited.

"Look at it! Take it, it's yours. The man said.

She trembled, her mind blank. He entered, and a slow wave swept over her, making her feel unspeakably happy. Her flesh and bones melted, and that strange feeling of ecstasy came over her in bursts, until she was swept away by the last overwhelming wave.

That's when he heard the sound of high-speed trains in the distance. It's Monday morning. He shuddered slightly, buried his face in her **, plugged his ears with **, and refused to listen to the voice.

She lay very quietly, and her heart was washed clean and transparent.

"You've got to get up, okay?" He muttered.

"What time is it?" She asked lazily.

"Seven o'clock."

"Looks like I can afford it."

She has always resented the compulsion of the outside world.

He sat up and stared blankly out the window.

"You really love me, don't you?" She asked calmly. He looked down at her and said with a little annoyance, "You know what else to ask?" ”

"I want you to guard me and not let me go." She said.

His dark gaze was full of warmth and tenderness, which was revealed without thinking.

"When? Now? ”

"Now let your heart guard me, and then I will come and live with you, forever, soon."

"Don't you want that?" She asked.

"Yes!" He said.

As he spoke, another flame ignited in his eyes, and he looked at her in a daze, almost falling asleep.

"Now don't ask me anything," he said, "and let me do it." I love you, I love you when you're lying. A woman who can love deeply is lovely. I love you, I love your legs, I love your figure, I love your femininity. I love your femininity. But don't ask me anything, don't let me say anything. Let me be what I am. You can ask me anything in the future, let me do it now! ”

After a long time, he reached out and picked up his shirt and put it on, silently and quickly dressed up, glanced at her and walked away. And she is still jade, her body is slightly glowing with golden light, and her whole person is like a pink and white rose blooming on the bed. She heard him open the door downstairs.

But she still lay down and thought about things. It was hard to leave, she couldn't leave his arms anymore.

At this moment he shouted at the bottom of the stairs: "It's half past seven!" She sighed and got out of bed. This empty hut! The house was surrounded by walls, except for the small chest of drawers and this little bed. However, the wooden floors are clean. In the corner next to the gable window stands a bookshelf with a few books on the shelf. She looked through it, there were about travel, there was about the Internet, there was about quantum theory, there were a few novels, and there were three books about trade wars. I see! He's still a reader.

The sun shone through the window on her limbs. She saw Flowey wandering outside. The brown fern grass was green, and the dark green perennial indigo grass was crawling underneath.

It was a clear, pure morning, and the birds were flying around and singing. She really wants to stay here! How nice it would be if it weren't for that ugly world of smoke and steel! It would be great if Lee Kwang-suke could create a world for her!

She headed downstairs, the steep, narrow staircase made of wood. But she didn't like it, and if it was a world of its own, she would be content with this cottage.

Lee Kwang-suk had already washed up, refreshed, and lit a fire.

"Something to eat?" He asked.

"No! Give me a comb to use. She followed him into the washroom, combed in front of the small palm-sized mirror at the back door, and prepared to leave.

She stood in the front garden and looked at the dew-stained flowers, the gray-green carnation flowers ready to bud.

"I want everything else in the world to disappear," she said, "just living here with you." ”

"It's not going to go away." He said.

They walked almost silently through the lovely dewy woodland. At this time they are together in their own world.

It pained her to continue to go back to the bungalow. When we parted, she said, "I hope to come and live with you as soon as possible." ”

He smiled and said nothing.

She quietly entered the house, went upstairs into her room, and no one saw her.