"Tilt, dump......"

He never tired of calling her name, as if he wanted to engrave her name into his blood. Eager, eager, touching, caring, lingering in every inch of her temperature, every fragrance.

Only with such a real touch could he be sure that she was beside him, where he could see, and not in the trance of a dream day and night.

When he was 7 years old, his mother took him to run away from home and live in the Tonghua community. He remembers very well that the sun was just right, the breeze was not dry, and in the flowery community garden, a girl with a ponytail crouched on all fours among the flowers, catching a frolicking kitten.

She smiled so sweetly, holding the gray and white little milk cat, as if she was holding the whole world. The temples were sweaty, she raised her hand and didn't care about wiping it, the mud on her face was dirty, and she became a big cat, but she didn't know it, and her smile was bright.

That smile, like a flame, planted a fire in his heart.

My mother was a heavy drinker all day, and she lived in for a week, and she counted all the words she said to him. He began to close himself off and began to secretly hide in the corner to see the girl who was smiling nicely.

She loves to laugh, and her laughter is like a fire, warm and warm. She lives in the same building away from him, and comes out to play with her little milk cat every day.

He watched her laugh, watched her chase the kitten, and watched her coquettish face when she was scratched by the cat. At that time, he didn't know why he did this, until one day, his mother was going to take him back, and he finally realized how reluctant he was.

He didn't even want to go back.

He secretly ran back to the Tonghua community several times, just to see her from afar. But then, she moved.

He began to become more and more silent.

On the day of the opening of junior high school, like all the boring years in the past, he stood calmly in the frolicking group of freshmen, waiting for the boring junior high school life to begin. At that moment, a person suddenly burst into his sight, with his familiar smile on his face.

In that moment, his whole world was illuminated.

Later, he finally learned her name. Summer tilt.

From junior high school to high school, and then to college, he embraced this sunshine and could never part with her again.

Just like now, he hugged her, and the urge in his heart was hard to suppress, because her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she was full of excitement.

Not enough, not enough, body, heart, soul, he wants.

"Ah Chen, that's enough, I don't want it."

Her voice was unsteady, and a soft snort overflowed from the corners of her mouth, and she reached out to push him.

"Why not?"

He looked up, his eyes reddening eagerly.

Xia Tian pushed him away and tidied up his clothes. The clothes were messy, the hair was messy, the blush on the face was not gone, and the ears were hot, and I was embarrassed.

"It's late, you can go back." She rushes customers.

Mu Jinchen pinched her wrist and pulled her back. She struggled a few times and didn't break away, and turned her head helplessly to glare at him, he chuckled, and rubbed his eyes on her ring finger, "I'm not going back." Let me stay. ”

"Don't do that, we've broken up." Xia Tian was helpless.

"If I don't agree, we won't break up." Probably because her red cheeks were too charming, Mu Jinchen's mood was very good, and there was a faint pleasure flowing from the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.

Xia Tian worked all night, so tired that he didn't want to argue with him about whether to break up or not, so he slapped his hand away: "You sleep on the sofa, don't enter my room." ”

He just looked at her and didn't speak.