The pot of jujube tea on the stone table has long been out of temperature. The first quarter moon faintly fainted in the vault, and the starlight became brighter and brighter.

Between the lingering lips and teeth, you come and go, and no one wants to let go of the other.

Separated by a table like this, Wan Wan felt a little stiff in her waist after a long time. She tightened her grip around his neck and was about to lean forward again, but her shirt swept off the chopsticks on the table.

The sound of wooden chopsticks falling to the ground is exceptionally crisp in this quiet night, which cannot be ignored.

The two paused at the same time. Wan Wan stepped back and said in a low voice, "Let's change places." ”

Before the words fell completely, she hurriedly explained: "I don't mean anything else, just, I have a sore back." ”

Feng Qingcheng didn't speak, stared at her for a moment, and then stepped forward and lightly touched her lips. It only took him a breath before he left and stood up.

Wan Wan just wanted to change a place where her back didn't hurt, but she never expected him to change the place to the bed.

Wan Wan was stunned - she just wanted a simple kiss!

After a few moments, Wan Wan knew that she was thinking too much.

It's true that he changed the place to the bed, but he actually wants to cover the quilt and look at the stars.

Look at the stars!

Leaning side by side on the wall, holding a quilt to ward off the cool mountain breeze in the middle of the night, looking through a window at the swaying trees, heavy mountains, and starry sky.

Under the quilt, Wan Wan's two hands twisted together. I thought to myself: What does he mean!

After a moment of confusion, Wan Wan sat up straight and leaned over to him.

Feng Qingcheng said with a smile: "Wanwan, I was just injured, but I am not Liu Xia Hui." ”

Wan Wan blinked and said, "Didn't you say that you were injured like this, what can't you do?" ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "After a few days of hard work, the injury will always be a little better." After a pause, he leaned closer to Wan Wan and whispered in her ear, "Wan Wan, do you want to continue?" ”

The warm breath between the words stroked Wanwan's ears and neck sockets, arousing a slight numbness. The tenderness in that voice was so bewitching and intoxicating.

Wan Wan involuntarily leaned closer to him. As soon as she moved, she paused again, bit her lower lip fiercely, stepped back and glared at him, "You deliberately hooked up with me again!" ”

"Again?" Feng Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and said, "It turns out that Wan Wan still remembers." ”

Wan Wan said: "I don't have amnesia, so I naturally remember." ”

Feng Qingcheng said with a smile: "I thought that Wan Wan's soul loss was really powerful, so I forgot all the things in the past, and I can't remember that you abandoned me from the beginning." ”

The beginning, the chaos, the end, the abandonment?

Wan Wan petrified for a moment, and said with difficulty: "You said that I gave up on you from the beginning to the end? ”

Feng Qingcheng was about to say something, but Wan Wan immediately stretched out her hand to stop it and said, "Look at the stars." ”

With that, she leaned her back against the wall again, looked at the distant mountains and sky outside the window, and looked at the stars seriously.

It was indeed she who pounced on him first, although it was not the case that she slept with him and then abandoned him. But she was clumsy, and if she continued to argue with him at this moment, he would surely say that she had slept with him, and cruelly abandoned him.

Even if he didn't say that, he couldn't say that he would dig a few big holes in his words and wait for her to jump.

So the wisest choice is: don't argue with him about anything.

Wan Wan was concentrating on looking at the stars, but Feng Qingcheng refused to tell her to concentrate. He leaned over and called out with a gentle smile in his tone, "Wanwan." ”

Wan Wan immediately sat up straight and said to him with great momentum: "Yes! I just slept and you didn't admit it, what can you do to me? ”

Feng Qingcheng never expected her to suddenly react like this. After a moment's pause, he leaned back against the wall and said, "Look at the stars." ”

Wan Wan put it away when she saw it, put the quilt together and leaned against the wall again.

Because of the person around him, even the wild forests and barren mountains do not see the slightest lonely color, that is, the spring flowers have withered and the summer flowers have not bloomed, and there seems to be the sound of flowers blooming in the ears.

The clouds above the night dome moved one wisp after another.

Feng Qingcheng's hand held her at some point.

Wan Wan looked at it, and felt that the scene in front of her was a little blurry. She naturally leaned her head to her side, leaning on Feng Qingcheng's shoulder and closing her eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the morning of the second day.

I slept too late last night, and Wan Wan's consciousness was still not so awake. She got up, sleepwalked, lit the fire, and when she had finished washing rice, she went to the river to fetch water for washing.

Walk away yawning and yawn back.

When he came back, Feng Qingcheng had already thrown the rice into the pot and cooked it slowly. Wan Wan put the water on the stone bed by the window, handed over the newly folded willow branches and salt box, and called Feng Qingcheng to wash.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he called out, "Brother Heng." ”

Feng Qingcheng looked at her, but didn't say anything, only washed and changed the dressing as usual with a smile.

After helping him change the medicine, Wanwan, who yawned for a long time, relaxed her waist, and then went outside the house to wash.

The salty wicker stirred up a little bitterness in the mouth, and the cold river water slapped on the face, instantly sweeping away the chaotic sleepiness in the mind. Wan Wan coughed and rinsed her mouth again, got up and went back to the house and asked, "What did I call you?" ”

Feng Qingcheng was adding firewood to the small furnace, and when she heard her ask, he raised his eyes and smiled: "You are not wrong." ”

Looking at his expression, he also knew that his memory was not wrong, and Wan Wan patted her mouth.

This is really smooth!

She put down her hand and said, "How is it true, you are not older than me." ”

Feng Qingcheng smiled: "You were not born earlier than me. If you don't want to call me brother, you can only call him constantly. I don't mind. ”

Wan Wan walked up to him, squatted down and picked up a piece of firewood and threw it into the small furnace, and said to Feng Qingcheng: "How do you know that I was not born earlier than you, maybe I was born a little earlier than you." Hurry up, Sister Wan, come and listen. ”

Feng Qingcheng said: "How do you know that I am not the one who was born a little earlier." After a pause, he asked again, "Wanwan, why do you want me to call you sister?" ”

Wan Wan was silent for a moment and said, "I just suddenly remembered how you called my sister once." She smiled unconsciously, and continued: "Such a flattering and flattering appearance, now I think about it as if I am in a different world.

I just want to see you like that again. ”

When Feng Qingcheng heard this, he immediately put on a flattering look with a salivating face, pulled Wan Wan's sleeve and said, "It turns out that Wan Wan likes me like that." As you like me, I will do it. ”

Wan Wan reached out and touched his face, and sighed, "I like everything you do." It's just that the Hengzhi I saw at the beginning will not make people feel so distressed. ”

Feng Qingcheng slowly retracted the expression on his face, and was gloomy for a long time before he said, "It turns out that you don't even want to stay on me." ”

He tugged at the corners of his lips and smiled abruptly: "Then you are still distressed." ”