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At the end of a song, Peach and Shen Mochen didn't speak for a long time, and at the end, Peach secretly reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said to Shen Mochen with a smile: "I still have to listen to you sing." ”

"Hmm." Shen Mochen's voice was a little hoarse, but he also smiled faintly at Peach: "What else do you want to hear??" ”

"Whatever!! As long as you sing, I like to listen to it......" Momoko felt that she was so greedy for the warmth of the moment, and every minute and second with him became extremely precious, but no matter how much she wished that time would stop, time still moved forward step by step at its own pace.

"The autumn wind blows through the dusk, and the fallen leaves float up. Let go of your clenched hand and turn to leave. You threw yourself into my arms and burst into tears. I can't help but want to say that love to you.

Whether there is only a difference, the expectation after that. I can understand you, is my favorite. No but exhaustion, a lifetime of waiting. Only then can we understand the true love in life.

Lend me your life, you say it's good or not, even if one day I can't move. I'm going to lean over you, and I'll tell you that love doesn't change, until I can't say it anymore, and you can't hear it......"

Shen Mochen's voice was clean and warm, his soft singing voice was like a whisper in the middle of the night, and the beautiful melody was like a fluttering butterfly flying in the air, and it was like a bright star, twinkling in the night sky.

Peach's tears finally couldn't help falling straight down, she lowered her head, her cheek was pressed against Shen Mochen's chest, listening to the beating of his calm and powerful heart, and said softly: "Okay, I'll lend you a lifetime...... Until we can't move......"

In the deep night, Peaches seemed to hear a small sigh, like a thousand years of sighs, spiraling and echoing under the bright starry sky.

Peach later snuggled up in Shen Mochen's arms and fell asleep, her small and plump nose, accompanied by even breathing, one by one, her ruddy little mouth opened slightly, her long eyelashes trembled gently in her sleep, but her delicate eyebrows were tightly frowned.

Shen Mochen lowered his head slightly, looking at the person in his arms, her warm body temperature was his attachment, and a pair of slender palms couldn't help but hug her slender body, as if many years would pass when he let go.

Gently picked her up, returned to his bedroom, looked at the sleeping person on the bed, Shen Mochen sighed slightly, turned off the light, hugged the peach, and covered the quilt. Since going to college, Peaches has been much more well-behaved, probably because the beds in the dormitory are too narrow and the beds are too high, and Peaches has slowly gotten used to curling up and quietly no longer moving.

This was the first time, Shen Mochen regretted that he always disliked the octopus-like sleeping position of a peach when he was young, because he found that he was shamefully nostalgic.

When Peaches woke up, Shen Mochen had already gone to work, and there was a note on his desk, on which was his smooth handwriting:

Momoko, wait for me to come back and take you to the airport.

Not...... Yesterday...... How the hell did she fall asleep? Momoko scratched her head, she didn't seem to remember......

In fact, the luggage or something, Peach's father and Peach's mother had already helped her pack it, and the plane was at four o'clock in the afternoon, flying directly from N City Airport to New York.