"Oh, ah, it's okay, I'll do it." Xia Yi took the dishes in Ning Meng's hand uncomfortably, and stopped talking and moved skillfully.

Looking at his empty hands, and then looking at him who was busy in the sink and only left him with a curvy back, Ning Meng felt distressed and helpless. This girl, whom he has guarded since childhood, turned out to have grown up quietly in that time when he was gone.

The past is gone, and the present is the main theme.

That's it, she washes, he washes. The picture is so harmonious.

"What's wrong?" Yan Haoxian asked Gong Wanqing, who was standing at the door of the kitchen and didn't go in, suspiciously, and put her hands on Gong Wanqing's shoulders very naturally.

Didn't you shout that you were going to the kitchen to get some cucumbers to eat, why did you stand still?

"Hello?" "Ahh......h Woo woo woo ......" Gong Wanqing knocked off the "familiar hand" on her shoulder, glanced at Yan Haoxian, covered his mouth with one hand, and pushed Yan Haoxian to the living room with one and a half hands, made a closed mouth movement, and then took the bag and changed shoes. didn't care about Yan Haoxian behind him, and went out.

And in the kitchen, after washing the dishes, the two people who cleaned up the kitchen. But it's a little cramped, or I don't know what to say, or I don't know where to start.

There were two of them on the kitchen wall, very close, very close, and yet very far away, very far away.

"You ......"

"I ......"

"You talk about ...... first"

"You talk about ...... first"

"I'm a locked window in my heart/I can't close it even if the cold wind comes and goes/The wind and frost that can't be repaired over the years/It looks extraordinarily desolate/When the wind comes, it stirs up the sorrow of the past/Like a cheap carnival of the whole season/Let's start from the beginning/ It's picturesque."

……”

"We ......"

The ringtone of Xia Yi's mobile phone in the living room interrupted Ning Meng's words that he was about to call.

"I'll answer the phone first." Ning Meng nodded and followed Xia Yi to the living room.

Looking at Xia Yi, who answered the phone, Ning Meng was scribbling on how to finish what he had just said.

[Xia Yi, since we are married, let's live well in the future, let it pass. 】

No way! The tone seems to be too tough.

[Yiyi, do you know? I've never changed with you, my heart hasn't changed, and I hope we can be the same as before, okay? 】

No way. How to look like a little girl.

"Shay, it's come to this, and my original intention hasn't changed. So, let's not mention the past, grasp the main theme of our two lives---- present and future, and go on hand in hand, okay? 】

Still no, still no! How can it be like writing a proposal!

"Hey, hey, Ning--Meng?" When she was repeatedly dissatisfied with her hard draft, Xia Yi had already finished answering the phone and put her hand in front of his eyes and waved it non-stop, and the words Ning Meng also pulled a long melody from her cherry lips.

"Ah, what's wrong?" Ning Meng turned into an iceberg face again in just a few seconds, cut, it's really, it's so boring, the thousand-year-old iron tree is blooming, it's rare to see him in a daze, and he actually regained that "sanctimoniousness" in a few seconds!

It's boring, it's boring!

"What?" Xia Yi was about to stay away from him, but unexpectedly, a burst of dizziness was pulled into a generous and warm embrace, I have to admit that his embrace gave her a sense of belonging that spread from the depths of her soul, unconsciously very relieved, very comfortable, as if a refreshing spiritual spring was injected into the depths of her soul, making her feel nourished, refreshing and full of vitality, Xia Yi thought, she was afraid that she had been poisoned by this man who had been with her since she could remember, called Ning Meng.

This poison has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and it is like an opium poppy, once you taste it, you can't extricate yourself.

Looking at Xia Yi, who had his eyes closed and the sweet arc he was familiar with on the corners of his mouth, Ning Meng felt the bitterness of the past few years, the bitterness of lovesickness, the lack of love, a lonely and desperate work, all kinds of things, all kinds of things, nothing to do, holding her felt that life was such a meaningful and beautiful thing.

"Yiyi, Yiyi, Yiyi......" hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his blood and bones, in order to soothe all the pain and injuries he had on her in the past few years.

"Well, you hurt me!" Shay was uncomfortable in his arms, writhing and trying to break free from the tight embrace.

"Woo woo woo ......"

But, why?

Xia Yi was so frightened by Ning Meng's sudden movements that she exhaled softly, and the hands that hugged her were still imprisoning her, and the passionate kiss made her dizzy......

"Fool, breathe fast!" Looking at Xia Yi, who was about to suffocate himself after a kiss, he actually had a hard time breathing just now, but who told him to have a strong lung capacity.

Ning Meng would not suspect that he was too fierce and strong just now.

Yes, yes, yes, it's suspicion and not mishearing.

Boys, such animals, how do you say that? Chay has filmed so many modern dramas. The male protagonist in the plot looks the same on the outside, and he looks the same in front of the woman he likes.

Not only Laipi but also coquettish!

Art comes from life, so Ning Meng is also a man, thinking about his coquettishness to Xia Yi, Xia Yi will definitely be very happy.

Xia Yi, who was breathing in a big gulp, didn't know whether she was having trouble breathing just now or being shy, only to see her fair and smooth face red, with her head lowered, revealing her white gooseneck and pink transparent earlobes.

"Yiyi, that, what about Gong Wanqing?" In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere, Ning Meng asked.

"Wanqing texted them back to work." Xia Yi replied with his back to Ning Meng.

Isn't it really a good idea to be forcibly kissed, how can you ......

"Well, who just called? Don't think about it, I just want to know what you're doing? Looking at her frowning brow when asked about her, his heart sank.

"Oh, it's okay, I've just gotten used to being alone in the past few years......" Xia Yi didn't look at Ning Meng or give him a back when he said this, nor did he look into Ning Meng's eyes, just looked at Ning Meng's Adam's apple.

After being silent for a while, Xia Yi replied: "It was Qin Yue who called just now and invited him to his birthday party tomorrow." ”

"You can still give me a chance to ...... It's so nice......" Xia Yi didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Maybe, maybe give yourself another chance.

Han Shin in the lyrics in - If Love, Please Love Deeply: If you love, love deeply/If you don't love, leave/Don't hurt him again/If you love, love deeply/Love don't be afraid of failure/It's wonderful after crying and hurting/When I let go of your hand/I don't know where to go at the next intersection/When I'm extremely depressed

Alone in tears/lonely walking around the streets

Think about how hard you feel/regret letting go of your hand in the first place......

"Xia Yi, you, can you invite me to Qin Yue's birthday party tomorrow as your husband?" Ning Meng stretched out his right hand, palm facing up, and looked at Xia Yi affectionately and expectantly, waiting for her answer.

"Good!" Xia Yi put his left hand on Ning Meng's right hand, as if this picture had appeared in a dream. Xia Yi is so simple, love is love, then those will not be taken out to torture themselves again, if love is loved, life is in a hurry for decades, why not follow your heart.