Yijian returned to the room, opened the curtains, and patted the quilt covering Cheng Xuan's body, "It's time to get up, little lazy pig!" ”

"Are you calling me?" It was the first time that Cheng Xuan was called like this by others, and he was hugged by a girl who was younger than himself, and he was angry with Yijian.

"The sun outside is super good, why don't you go for a walk on the beach together?"

"No, I just want to lie down with you a little longer." Cheng Xuan began to play scoundrels.

Yijian didn't force it, just leaned quietly into his arms as he pleased, and didn't say anything more.

As soon as the morning passed, Jane got up, turned back to him and asked, "What do you want to eat later?" I'll do it for you. ”

Look at An Chengxuan's state of being half asleep and half awake, dreaming.

She continued, but deliberately changed her tone, "Young Master An, I'm going to the market now, do you have anything you want to eat?" ”

Cheng Xuan suddenly felt like she was being teased, jumped up unhappily, and rubbed her waist, "Are you deliberately stimulating me?" ”

Yi Jian raised his eyebrows, "No, how dare I?" ”

"You still say!" The itch of the surprise attack.

Yijian chuckled and couldn't help but beg for mercy.

The air suddenly fell silent for a while, and Cheng Xuan looked into her eyes and said, "As long as you do it, I like it." ”

"Where's the carrot?" Jane is a bit addictive to flirting.

After getting his eyes, Yijian surrendered, "Okay, okay, I know." Saying that, he immediately got up and ran away, which was inevitably "secondary injury".

"Do you need me to accompany you?"

"No, can you turn over the soil in the yard, and when I come back, let's plant the flower seedlings we bought yesterday." But when the flowers bloom... Though... She understood.

"Good!" He readily agreed.

After planting the seedlings and having dinner, the two of them rode to a park, and then walked hand in hand on the park's paths.

"What are you thinking?" Yijian shook the hand he was holding.

"Miss you!" Cheng Xuan lowered his eyes, his eyes were deep.

"Isn't I right next to you, what else is there to think about?" Yijian couldn't help but smile slightly, her smile looked so soft and moving in the light.

"Even so, I thought, can't you?" Is it the depth of love, or is it the restlessness of love... Since returning the phone to Yijian, he has always secretly paid attention to her behind him, deeply afraid...

No, no, Yijian's answer was silent, she smiled, in fact, in her heart, her answer was not the same as his, no matter if she was not together, how long she was together, she still thought about him all the time. I wish it was him, how lucky I was to be him...

Silence for a while!

"Are you cold?" Feeling a little windy, Cheng Xuan stood in front of Yi Jian to block the wind for him.

For some reason, she especially wants to be coquettish today, and she especially wants to feel his care.

"Cold—" she nodded vigorously.

Cheng Xuan took off his coat and put it on her, it was warm, his clothes still carried his body temperature, and a faint manly atmosphere surrounded her.

Cheng Xuan pulled the clothes on her body tight, "You stand here, I'll go buy a hot drink." ”

"Okay."

Looking at the direction of his departure, her heart was hot, and tears rolled in her eyes.

Cheng Xuan pushed open the door of the supermarket, bought two bottles of hot milk, and put them in his pocket, for fear that it would get cold. trotted all the way back, took out a bottle and handed it to Yijian, and held the other bottle to warm her face.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, I don't know if it's a street lamp management office to create a "mood" for the city, or to save resources for the country, in short, no matter where, there will always be so many street lights that are bad. This déjà vu reminded her of her days in K City.

After snuggling in the dark for a while, I saw a little dark red light in front of me, like a pair of small eyes in the dark night, dotted with stars.

Back at home, Yijian still didn't want to sleep, so she stayed on the beach with Chengxuan all the time.

"Carry me...", Jane squeezed at his back.

Chengxuan walked over and crouched down in front of her. She looked at his back, and an uncertain emotion welled up. She gently put her on his back, but she didn't get up.

"What's wrong?" He turned back.

"No, it's fine!" She said vaguely, afraid of being discovered, and immediately collected her emotions.

He carried it on his back and slowly paced the shore. Yijian put her arms around his neck, his sweater rubbing against her soft cheeks, feeling his back very broad, warm, and secure. This warmth made her gradually sleepy, but she had to pinch herself to stay awake. Seize the moment, ruthlessly happy...

His footprints were clearly left on the sand behind him, and then he had to be worn away by the waves of the sea layer by layer, and finally disappeared.

Does the beach have a memory? Will you remember that they used to dance here, make noise here, chase here? And who can give her the answer...

Jane moved forward slightly, closer to his back, breathing against his hair.

The sound of the sea, far and near, if you can, can you sit here for the rest of your life?

And so they grew white, and the sea began to reveal its vast skyline. The sea and the sky are separated again, and the colorful glow of the east slowly rotates.

Cheng Xuan pulled Yi Jian up, patted the sand on her knees, and took her hand back to the white house.

It was another quiet night, the moon was bright and the stars were bright, and Jane slowly walked upstairs with two glasses of red wine.

Cheng Xuan was stunned for a moment, then lifted the quilt and let her lean into his arms.

Yijian picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Cheng Xuan hurriedly stopped, and his faint voice was gentle, "You drink slowly, the amount of alcohol is not good." ”

"It's fine!"

"How did you remember to drink today?" He looked down at her, affectionate.

"I'm happy." Yijian raised her head, staring at him with bright eyes, not yet drunk, already drunk.

"Happy what?" He rubbed her hair.

Yi Jian didn't speak, hid her face in his chest, and looked up to kiss him. I don't know how many times they have kissed, but there are only a few times she has taken the initiative to kiss him. There was no escape, no resistance, just a pure desire to kiss him. The faint fragrance on his body and the slight smell of wine on his lips and tongue all made her attached and addicted.

After a long time, she stepped away and continued to lean her back against his chest, listening to him talk about his vision for a better future, home, wife, children...

She listened carefully like this, sometimes nodding in his arms, sometimes sneering, how much far-fetched in that smile that he didn't know, when the "moved" was about to accidentally shed tears, she quietly held the armrest, erasing it... And then over and over again.

Until the back slowly listens to the really, until it's time to "sleep" ...

At midnight, when Cheng Xuan fell asleep, Yijian dared to sit up slowly, silently sat next to him with his knees crossed, and watched him sleep like a child. The eyebrows are sparse and well-defined. It was confirmed that he was sleeping deeply, even his long eyelashes were sleeping on his eyes, and he looked defenseless.

She inadvertently slid her hand over his eyes, his nose, the corners of his mouth... In the end, the tears fell like beads, one by one, and gradually I couldn't help myself.

Finding the coldness in her hands, she came to her senses, got out of bed gently, carefully changed her clothes and shoes, and then "fled" with steps that she could barely hear herself.

The scenery outside the car window passed by her in front of her eyes, but all she could see was his sleeping face. The sleeping pills in the wine were enough for him to sleep for a day. Sleep well and have a good dream, but even if it's a nightmare, don't wake up angry, let alone sad...

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