The night grew deeper.

I was drunk and hazy caressing Miaohan's bumpy body.

Miaohan has a thousand kinds of tenderness, all kinds of honey.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Miao Han asked me softly.

"I'll tell you a story," I said emotionally, "and there was once a little monk who was so fond of him that he taught him all he had learned all his life, hoping that he would become an excellent disciple of Buddhism." Unexpectedly, this little monk moved his heart overnight, secretly went down the mountain, and began to indulge in the colorful city, flower streets and willow alleys, and wandering wreckage. Many years later, late one night, the moonlight outside the window illuminated the monk's heart with clarity and clarity. He suddenly came to his senses, got up in his clothes, and hurried to the temple to ask the abbot for forgiveness. The abbot hated his dissolute form and refused to accept him as a disciple again. The abbot said, 'You have sinned so much that you will fall into the hell of A-nose, and you want the Buddha to forgive you unless the Buddha's table blooms.' The prodigal son went away disappointed. The next day, when the abbot stepped into the Buddha hall, he suddenly saw that the Buddha table was full of large clusters of flowers. The abbot was instantly enlightened and hurriedly went down the mountain to look for his disciple, but it was too late, the disheartened prodigal son fell again, and the flowers on the Buddha's table only bloomed for a short day before withering and withering. On this night, the abbot passed away. His last words: 'In this world, there is no wrong path that cannot be turned back, and there is no mistake that cannot be corrected!' ’”

"What do you want to say?" Miao Han asked thoughtfully.

"A truly good thought," I explained deeply, "is the rarest miracle, like a flower blooming on a Buddha's table." And what makes miracles wither and wither is not a sinful mistake, but a cold heart that refuses to forgive and forgive! ”

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Miao Han asked faintly.

"Nonsense!" I smiled, "I mean, you've finally taken the right path, and the right path has always been full of vicissitudes!" Your starting point is low, the road of writing is rugged and bumpy, if you don't really help you, don't say that you can chase your dreams, it's difficult to make a living! Therefore, I want to do my best to let you live in Beijing without worry, even if you don't write in the future, you will have a stable place to live, and your heart will be much more steady! ”

"You're so good to me," Miao Han said softly, "If your girlfriend doesn't want you one day, then I'll definitely take you in!" ”

"Will she not want me?" I asked with a smile.

"It's hard to say," Miao Han smiled, "You are so attentive, which woman can stand it!" ”

"If you can stand it, you have to bear it," I said in a weird way, "if you can't stand it, you have to take it, this is life!" ”

"You're good at everything," Miao Hanjiao said angrily, "it's just a little two!" ”

"Is this praising me, or is it hurting me?" I asked seriously.

"It's really unsavvy," Miao Han said with a smile, "It's a boast!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense," I said seriously, "I'll call Chu Fangfang tomorrow and ask her to show you how to make an emotional oral record after work, so that you can avoid a lot of detours!" ”

"Okay!" Miao Han smiled, "I'll listen to your arrangement!" ”

"Also," I said, thinking, "it's Friday the day after tomorrow, and my girlfriend will definitely look for me in the afternoon, so you'll have to avoid it then, and wait until I've done her mental work!" ”

"Where am I going to avoid it?" Miao Han asked curiously.

"Just rent a house upstairs," I said with a smile, "the house here is only 200 yuan a month, pay monthly, if you want to live here, you can live here, and if you want to live in Yanjiao, you can live in Yanjiao!" Three holes of the cunning rabbit, you already have two holes! ”

"You're so smart," Miao Han smiled, "but if I want to avoid it, how do I feel like a thief!" In the past, being a thief was stealing money, but now being a thief is stealing people! ”

"You talk a lot of nonsense," I said, hugging Miao Han tightly, "sleep well!" ”

Miao Han giggled.

Her body began to flow like water in my arms.

"I've got a gift for you!" Miao Han suddenly said to me seriously.

"Anyway," I cried out, grinning, "don't pinch it first, okay?" ”

"Pay attention next time," Miao Han smiled, "I have a gift for you!" ”

"Gifts?" I laughed and said, "Your beautiful measurements are already the best gift!" ”

"I mean," Miao Han said softly, "when I came, I conceived a love story on the train, and I wanted to tell you about it, do you think it's worth writing?" ”

"I'm interested in this!" I said happily.

"What about the title," Miao Han thought about, "I'm going to call 'Love Glass House'!" ”

"Yes," I laughed, "the title can be written and thought about, and it's never too late to be sure in the end, and you don't need to be sure at the beginning, so as not to waste time on it." ”

"The introduction is a short paragraph," said Miaohan earnestly, "that is: she does not love glass, but she has a lot of glass in the house; He loved glass, but he inadvertently broke it......"

"Yes," I said happily, "be concise and to the point!" ”

"Then I'll start telling you," Miao Han said with great seriousness, "don't interrupt! ”

"Okay," I smiled, "I'll give you some pointers when it matters most, and I'll just listen to you the rest of the time!" ”

"This is a young couple who drifted to Beijing one by one," Miao Han began to whisper, "and soon the boy was running a business in a company, and the girl was getting a job as a cashier in a supermarket." Although the two of them work hard, their small lives are very sweet. They often go back to their temporary houses to cook together after work, go for a walk by the railway in the suburbs, and look forward to a better imagination of the future together. Girls often ask boys, 'Do you know why I've come so far with you?' Boys often say to girls affectionately: 'Because I love you, I love you very much!' The girl nodded, shook her head gently, and said, 'Not exactly, there are many, many people who love me, but you are the only one who loves my glass!' The boy often swore and said, 'Then when we have money, I will build you a beautiful glass house, so that you can lie on the bed and watch the wind and snow, spring, summer, autumn and winter!' Every time the girl snuggled happily up beside the boy at this time, and looked at the variety of delicate and beautiful glassworks that she had in the room, so clear and pure, so deliberately transparent, as if nothing could bear to be defiled. She feels that love is like glass, it should be so clear and transparent. He felt that she was like a fine glassware that should be handled with care. ”

"Great!" I happily said, "The language is beautiful, the details are natural and fluent, and not pretentious!" ”

"Don't interject," Miao Han pinched my back vigorously and continued to speak softly, "and the days go by. Day after day, the boy gradually became tired. Finally, after an argument with a client, he was fired by the company; After arguing with the manager in the manager's office for a while, he slowly walked towards the house with a stomach full of breath. At this time, the girl was packing up her things in the house. As soon as the boy pushed the door, he heard the sound of a 'bell', and a delicate glass vase broke from the neck of the bottle at his feet, half the mouth and half the body. The boy's anger came up again, and he angrily asked the girl, who was squatting on the ground, and busy: 'Why did you put it at the door?' The girl opened her mouth to explain: 'I ......' 'What about you?' As the boy said this, he suddenly saw a bouquet of roses beside the girl, and his heart was even more angry, and he cried out hoarsely, 'Who gave it to you?' The girl looked at the boy in amazement, and stopped talking. The boy picked up the bouquet of roses and threw it out the window angrily, still saying angrily, 'Whoever gives you everything, why are you so cheap?' Why don't you give yourself away to someone else? The girl's lips twitched a few times, then closed tightly. The boy still relentlessly said, 'Do you think I'm not romantic enough?' If you don't think I'm good, then you can just go to the person who gave you flowers! As he spoke, the boy picked up a glass on the table and threw it to the ground. With a crisp cracking sound, the girl's tears slid down......"

"Great!" I couldn't help but shout, "Close to life, delicate and touching!" ”

"Don't interject," Miao Han pinched my back hard again, and continued to speak softly, "The girl silently walked towards the door. The boy yelled angrily: 'Go away, go away!' The sound of the girl's footsteps faded down the stairs. The boy turned around and was about to grab another glass to relieve his breath, when he inadvertently saw himself in the mirror - it was an angry and distorted face, a cloudy face! He was suddenly startled by himself in the mirror, and he was surprised to find that his face was so ugly! At the same time, he seems to understand why his customers are arguing with him! He began to reflect on himself, how would he react when faced with such a face? Then he thought about the girl's tearful face...... He thought about it for a long, long time and decided to go out and find the girl. ”

"I still want to say yes," I said happily to Miaohan, "you pinch lightly!" ”

"I won't pinch it," Miao Han smiled, and continued to speak softly, "the boy came downstairs, and the girl was not there; He came out on the street, and the girl was not there. He crossed the road and was about to look for the railway not far away, when a rushing car passed by him, and in the dull crashing sound, he saw a girl next to him who was playing with her mobile phone with her head down, and was hit by a car and lay down on the road with blood and flesh! Life is so fragile and vulnerable! With a heavy heart, the boy dialed the girl's cell phone, and the girl said she was at home. The boy ran home like crazy. When he got home, he saw the girl crouching on the ground, packing her belongings. She carefully wrapped one glassware after another in newspaper and carefully packed it into cardboard boxes...... On the table next to her, there was a big birthday cake. The boy suddenly remembered that today was his birthday, he remembered the bouquet of roses when he remembered his birthday, he remembered the vase when he remembered the roses, and he remembered love when he remembered the vase! ”

"It's really good!" I happily said, "Simple and touching, with details of life!" ”

"The boy crouched down," said Myo Han, ignoring me, "and put his arm around the girl's emaciated trembling shoulders and said, 'I'm sorry! The girl lifted her tearful face and said, 'Wait until I've given you your birthday!' Today after work, I bought flowers and ordered a cake, I want to have a good birthday when you come back...... 'The boy hugged the girl tightly. With tears in their eyes, they lit the colorful candles on the birthday cake. In the flickering candlelight, the girl said faintly: 'Actually, I am not good, I should not have left the vase at the door, I did not know that you had just returned!' The boy hurriedly said, 'It's me who is not good, it is my feet that are too long!' The girl argued: 'It's not that you have long feet, it's that I'm not in a good position!' The boy flattered and said, 'Yes!' Right! Right! It's because you put it in a bad position, and it's because my feet are long, that's why I broke it! The girl said as she walked towards the shards of glass on the ground, and as she went, she said, 'Then let's pack up the shards now!' The boy got up and dissuaded the girl: 'I broke it, I should clean it up!' The girl said: 'Be careful, then!' However, as she spoke, the boy's hand was inadvertently scratched by the glass stubble, and blood beads suddenly appeared from his fingers. The girl asked, 'Does it hurt?' as she squatted down in distress, picked up the boy's injured finger in her mouth and sucked it gently, and soon the bleeding stopped. The girl said quietly: 'All these glassware are like this, and it is often difficult to make them into an ideal shape; Break it, but it may be inadvertently in a moment; And picking up the pieces of it may be even more troublesome! So, we want to try to avoid breaking it! The boy whispered: 'Just like love, it should be handled with care and cared for!' The girl smiled and nodded, and carefully picked up the pieces of the cup; Then she swept the glass shards on the floor again and again with a broom; At last she took the vase with the mouth of the bottle in her hand and looked at it again and again, then turned to the boy and asked, 'Do you think this vase is still useful?' The boy smiled and said, 'Of course it's useless!' The girl shook her head gently and said, "You see that the bottle is not broken, and the word happiness on it is still intact, what does this mean?" Without hesitation, the boy said: 'This vase is strong!' The girl glared at the boy and said, 'Will it be severed?' The boy then said: 'That means the bottle is strong, but the neck is not!' ''It's stupid,'' said the girl, as she kept poking her fingers at the boy's forehead, word for word, 'you remember, it means that the blessing is to see that it is not to the head!' The boy said emotionally: 'Happiness is indeed endless!' He took the girl by the waist and held her tightly in his arms and said, 'With you, happiness will never come to an end!' 'The candles are shining and the boys and girls are smiling with happiness on their faces......"

"Is it over?" I asked Miaohan tentatively.

"Don't interject," Miao Han smiled, "The girl suddenly said in the boy's arms: 'Actually, I don't love glass, and the reason why I have so many glassware in the room is that I always want it to remind me of my love as well as glass!'" The boy said thoughtfully: 'Yes! Be kind to our love as well as glass! Love is originally like a delicate and beautiful glassware, and it is often difficult to make it into an ideal appearance; Break it, but it may be inadvertently in a moment; And picking up the scraps of it may be even more troublesome! So, in this crowded, hard and indifferent city, we must take care of our love and not let it shatter so easily! ’”

"It's definitely over!" I smiled and said, "If it's not over, it's best to end here, and I'll be verbose again!" ”

"Finally, there are four sentences of voice-over dialogue!" Miao Han said solemnly, "'Why do you still live in the old place?' ''Because we're afraid to move!'' ''Why are you afraid to move?'' ''Because we're afraid of breaking our glass!' ’”

"I won't judge whether your story is good or not," I said to Miao Han in a pretentious manner, "the short love story is followed by a four-sentence voice-over dialogue, and I am the only one in China, this is my original form, and this is the case with every one of my love stories!" You have a little bit of your own creativity, okay? ”

"I'm going to use your form," Miao Hanjiao said angrily, "I like to use it, what can you do with me?" ”

"I won't bother with you tonight," I said with a grin, "and you'll know what I'm going to do to you when I wake up tomorrow morning!" ”

"You have the ability to deal with me now!" Miao Han said angrily, "Not now! Now I have more than enough heart but not enough strength! ”

"Seriously," I said to Miao Han seriously, "this love story you tell is really good, and you can publish it when you write it!" ”

"I think it's good, too!" Miao Han said without modesty.

"You don't actually need to go to Chu Fangfang for further study," I said to Miao Han seriously, "You can go directly to work tomorrow!" ”

"Yay!" Miao Han said happily, "I can write at least one article like this a day!" ”

"You are yes," I said angrily, "can you not pinch my flesh when you are yes?" ”

Miao Han smiled, smiling like a silver bell.

I smiled and gently took Miao Han in my arms.

Her body rippled in my arms like water.