The raindrops hit the north black umbrella surface, gathering into white pearls, and the beads rolled on the umbrella surface, sliding down the umbrella stand, and hanging on the umbrella cap. The reflection of Aotong's red face is hidden in the translucent water droplets, as if attracted by the beautiful picture of the lingering lovers, and the hanging raindrops refuse to fall, and the more they gather, the bigger and bigger, as if they want to compare the eyes of the cute girl under the umbrella to see who is bigger and brighter. Ao raised her eyes and noticed the huge raindrop, and the light in her eyes made Mingzhu fall to shame, hide in shame, and smash into the gray concrete floor, and then disappear on the water.

Ao Ao looked at the rain as thin as green silk outside the umbrella eaves, the rippling lake, the sky that was gradually blackened by ink, the dim and warm street lamps, everything around her was light and beautiful, but her heart was never calm, she snuggled in this embrace, warm and solid, it was her young heart that could not be forgotten but could not be obtained, and now, this embrace is around her, she is happy and satisfied, but she is frightened and worried that one day it will be suddenly lost. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and buried her face in Kita's shoulder. The shredded hair of O'Or's sideburns brushed against North's neck, and the slight itching to the touch made North's nerves tense with excitement. He coughed lightly and stroked the back of Ao's head with his hand, his slender fingers between Ao's hair, gently soothing him one at a time. He knew in his heart that he was a little abrupt, she had just broken up, and she couldn't slow down for a while, so he said his heart like this, he was really a little anxious, but he really didn't want to miss her again, he wanted to enter her heart and integrate into her life, he wanted to share her joys and sorrows in the future, he wanted to protect her, accompany her, and have her.

Listening to the sound of the dripping rain, the sound of the steady and strong heartbeat of Kita's chest, and feeling his gentle caress on the back of her head, Ao Ao not only did not calm down, but felt melancholy and worried. She is optimistic and cheerful on weekdays, but her years of experience in the entertainment industry make her look hard and beautiful, but in fact her heart is soft and sensitive, she keenly perceives what kind of happiness she will have if she is with Bei, but what kind of hardships and sorrows she will have, she doesn't know if they can withstand all the hardships, resist all temptations, and accompany each other to the end. She can't even imagine how they will face each other and how they will face this lost love if they are separated one day.

Ao Ao sighed lightly in Bei's arms, and Bei felt the ups and downs of Ao Ao's shoulders and the dyingness of his back, and he felt a little guilty in his heart, not knowing what his little fool was thinking nonsense. He let go of the hand that was holding her, lifted Ao Ao's shoulder, and looked at Ao with a light smile.

"Don't sigh, I'm worried."

"If you can't hear it, then you don't want to listen." Ao lowered his head and muttered a broken thought

"If you want to listen, how can you not listen, all your emotions are related to me, I have to listen!"

"Deng Bei!" Ao raised her eyes and frowned and glared at Bei, she knew what he meant, but she really felt that this could not be done so quickly.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about this, don't frown and be unhappy." Bei raised his hand to smooth Ao Ao's brows, his soft fingertips swept over Ao Ao's eyebrows, and gently scraped Ao's small nose, and the red clouds rushed up Ao Ao's cheeks.

The sky gradually darkened, and the street lamps by the lake were stored one by one in the dark night, looking at each other across a circle of light, unable to hug each other but warming each other with their own light, a little lonely but exceptionally warm and harmonious. Under the black umbrella, the man with a long body holds the umbrella, and the agile and small girl leans beside him, and the two walk slowly between the street lamps, and the two shadows sometimes become longer and sometimes shrink into a ball under the street lamp, and sometimes become two pairs of shadows between the two street lamps, overlapping and snuggling up to each other. The two walked aimlessly and silently, gentle silence spreading around them. The man and the girl were thinking about their own hearts, and the hearts of both were about each other, and although they were silent, their hearts were calling each other.

Let me love you, let me be with you.

I love you too, but I cherish you even more.

"Shall we go back? Otherwise, Sister Huan should be in a hurry. Ao gently tugged on North's sleeve, and North came back to his senses and took out his mobile phone to look at the time, it was already half past six, and the sky was dark.

"It's time to go back, are you hungry? I'll go back and make you something to eat. ”

"Do you do it?"

"What? Don't believe me? North turned to look at Ao Ao, "Don't underestimate me, it's no problem to feed you." ”

Ao Ao cut a sigh and shook the umbrella in his hand, Bei looked at Ao Ao with a proud face, and secretly rejoiced in his heart, the aunt and grandmother seemed to be in a good mood.

The two went back to the small villa by the lake side by side, and as soon as the two opened the door, they smelled the aroma of rice. Sister Huan heard the sound of the door closing and knew that the two were back, wearing a blue apron, holding a handful of green onions that were being cleaned up, and poked her head out of the kitchen.

"Coming back? I'm cooking. ”

"Sister Huan, don't be busy, let Deng Bei do it, he said that he would cook for us to eat, and see what he could make."

"Really?" Sister Huan looked at Bei, who was changing her shoes, "Ouch, why are your clothes wet like this?" Didn't you bring umbrellas? Hearing this, Ao Ao turned around and saw that most of North's clothes were darkened by the rain. Kita changed into slippers and patted his clothes casually.

"It's okay, I'll do it later." Ao Ao was stunned in place, just now they shared an umbrella and walked on the road, she was thinking about something else, she didn't hit her own umbrella, and she didn't pay attention to whether Bei hit the umbrella, but it turned out that half of his body was drenched in the rain, and then he looked at himself, but there was no trace of wetting on his body.

"You're wet, you're going to catch a cold, go take a hot bath."

"It's okay, it'll be dry in a while, and I don't have any clothes to change in the shower, forget it."

"That's right, then I'll get you a towel." Ao Ao felt guilty to death, why didn't he have an umbrella. She rushed into the bedroom, pulled out a new towel from the closet, and glanced at her own wide black sweatshirt, which he should be able to wear, right? I'm wearing several sizes bigger. Kita let out a sneeze in the living room, and Ao rushed out of the room with a towel and clothes.

"You wipe and change your clothes." Kita looked at the black sweatshirt that Oosai gave himself with a puzzled expression, her clothes? couldn't help biting his lower lip, but the smile couldn't stop flowing out of his eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and the apple muscles trembled slightly.

"What are you doing? Go quickly, or you'll catch a cold. With that, O'Ao pushed Kita into his room. By the way, the door was closed.

North stood in Ao Ao's room, her room should not have been cleaned up well for a few days, a little messy, the clothes that were turned over in the afternoon were still spread out on the bed, the light blue velvet quilt was soft, there were all kinds of bottles and cans on her dressing table, the room was filled with the fragrance of Ao Ao's body, North stood in place and looked at all this with a little embarrassment, and felt unusually happy and happy. This small space, every detail, every corner, has her traces, her taste. And this sweatshirt in his hand, he grabbed the sweatshirt and reached the tip of his nose, the smell of fabric mixed with the familiar smell into the tip of Bei's nose, never, never so close to feel her secret space. It's a strange feeling that makes you want to scream.

Ao was standing outside the door, and suddenly his mind turned, he was changing clothes in the room, so wouldn't her room be all looked at? It's nothing unpleasant, but it's 。。。。。。 Her bed, the mess of clothes... That mess on the dresser, and the underwear on the bedside table, oh my! She didn't tidy it up, it's such a mess, isn't it very embarrassing, Ao Ao slapped his brain, my God! Is the brain a show to let him go into the room to change clothes, and change in the bathroom? What to do, what to do? He's going to see the chaos in my life, what should I do?

"Well, you, change your clothes quickly! That one... Don't be blind ... ”

"Do you mean the mess of clothes on your bed or the pile of things on your dresser?" Bei Shu opened the door and looked at Ao Ao with a smile, his eyes were endlessly spoiled.

"You go quickly, don't look at it." O'Ao pulled North out, closed the door tightly, and blocked the doorway. Kita looked down at Ao Ao who was guarding the door, smiled and showed his white teeth, and leaned over to look at Ao Ao's eyes.

"Isn't it too late for you to stop seeing it now? I've just finished all the things I need to visit. Kita's eyes crooked with a smile, and Ao's eyes were flustered

"Don't look at indecent things, do you understand?"

"I didn't plan to see it, the point is that it was too conspicuous, and I didn't want to see it." What the? Did he see my underwear? It's heavens!

"You... You... You go away! North looked at Ao Ao with a look of embarrassment, a little puzzled, isn't it just a little messy?

"I think I can still accept the chaos in your room, don't be nervous."

"Don't worry about it, you can cook your own dishes." Ao pushed North away from his room and pushed him straight towards the kitchen, snatching his wet clothes from the kitchen door and pushing him into the kitchen.

"Sister Huan! You let him do it himself, don't help him! See what he can do. With that, Ao walked to the living room and put North's wet clothes on the small stool next to the sofa. Bei smirked and entered the kitchen, and Sister Huan took off her apron and handed it to him.

"Today, I bought Jiwei shrimp, and I also bought some beef and lettuce, you can watch and do it."

"Sister Huan, rest assured! Leave it to me! Ao stood outside the kitchen and looked at the big silly man, her oversized sweatshirt was just right on him, and his back looked thick and solid, which made people feel very secure. Bei took out the Jiwei shrimp that Sister Huan had cleaned up and put them on a plate, put them in the steamer until the water entered, and steamed the Jiwei shrimp into it. After putting it away, he took out the beef and potatoes from the refrigerator, skillfully cut the potatoes into pieces and soaked them in water, and rinsed the beef with water and cut them into cubes and put them on the plate. After thinking about it, North's clothes were still wet, so it was better to dry them, so I ran to the living room to pick up North's clothes, and the hair dryer that I left there for blowing my hair in the afternoon blew them up. I felt that it was really boring to blow clothes like this, so I moved a stool, plugged the hair dryer into the socket on the outer wall of the kitchen, and sat there to watch the north cook, while blowing clothes.

After the ginger and garlic were stir-fried, the beef and potatoes were fried in the pot, and he also tried his spoon-turning skills, Ao Ao's eyes widened behind him, his chin shrunk and his mouth was suffocated, so it was not funny, Sister Huan took out the red wine from the cabinet, opened it and woke up there, thinking that he was almost awake after making the food and wine in the north. Kita added water to the pot, covered the pot and stewed the potatoes and beef, and when Kita turned around, he saw Ao Ao sitting sideways in a chair with her clothes and a hair dryer, her hair blowing in her ears by the heat of the hair dryer.

"What are you looking at me for? Don't you take a good look at your dishes and aren't you afraid to burn the pot? ”

Bei lowered his head and smirked, "You look like a good wife and mother like this." ”

"What are you talking nonsense? Beware I lost your clothes! Bei shook the spatula and replied, "If you lose my clothes, then I won't return these clothes to you." ”

"You dare?" Ao Ao held a hair dryer and shook it in the north, and the hot wind blew on the north's face.

The soup in the pot is bubbling, the fragrance is overflowing, the north opens the lid, the heat is steaming, he puts the chopped green onions into the pot and puts the seasoning, out of the pot. When the potato stew and beef stew are done, the Jiwei shrimp can also be out of the pot, Bei opened the steamer, carefully took out the shrimp in the steamer with gloves, and then used ginger, garlic, soy sauce, etc. to make a sauce plate, Sister Huan smelled the fragrance in the living room, ran to the kitchen, brought out the finished dishes one by one, prepared the dishes and chopsticks, and Bei also made the last dish of oyster sauce lettuce, and the wet clothes in Ao Ao's hands were also dried.

North walked out of the kitchen with the prepared lettuce, Ao Ao got up from the chair, and glanced at Sister Huan who was setting the dishes and chopsticks on their backs, North lowered his head with the lettuce and leaned over and pecked Ao Ao quickly on the cheek, and then walked to the table casually, put the lettuce on the table, and shook his head at Ao Ao who was staying in place, and spit out the tip of his tongue.

Ao Ao felt angry and funny, this childish ghost! Ao unplugged his clothes, put his blow-dried clothes on the couch, rolled up his sleeves and went to the bathroom to wash his hands. Kita followed, Ao Ao just squeezed the hand sanitizer in the palm of his hand, Kita entered the bathroom, his tall body stood behind Ao Ao, reached out to Ao Ao's hand that had just been squeezed with hand sanitizer, held Ao Ao's hands in a posture of hugging from behind, rubbed and rubbed. Ao looked up at Bei's face in the mirror, he was seriously "washing his hands", the foam flickered between the two fingers, the temperature of his palm, the temperature of his chest, so close, so warm, she couldn't help but lose her mind, only to hear the sound of water rinsing, heartbeat thumping, until he scraped the tip of her nose again with his wet hand, she looked up and looked at him in the mirror. In just a few minutes, just a few minutes of washing her hands, she couldn't help but think about the future.