It's hard to describe how it feels at this time. [No pop-ups. 】

It was as if my heart was suffocated, stuffed with something sour and sweet, and then fermented into an indescribable feeling.

thought that the dazzle at that glance was only remembered by himself, and he no longer remembered when they met.

She never thought that this boy would also notice herself at that moment.

"You remember." Ling Xiquan raised his head suddenly, his eyes were clear and quiet, and the soft green silk slid across his face like a waterfall, which was heart-warming softness, and then he looked at him with some disbelief, "But before the second year of junior high school, we hardly spoke." ”

"You haven't spoken to me either." He smiled slightly, "To be honest, I didn't think that such a subtle favor would reach such a level at the time, but compared to other classmates, I always knew about your existence and occasionally paid attention to you." ”

"It's just occasionally." She pressed her chin against his chest in disappointment, and while she couldn't stop being disappointed, she felt that she was hypocritical, always greedy and wanted more, obviously at the beginning, she really just wanted a little.

"Really, I don't want to lie to you." Ye Qingting sighed, but still emphasized seriously, "But except for you, I really didn't pay attention to anyone else." ”

"Shouldn't I be honored to have your attention?" His chest was warm and strong, and she lay down again, rubbing her face lovingly, and muttering, "It's like a dream......

She suddenly felt that she was too spineless.

It has been more than seven years since he went to the UK in the summer vacation of the second year of junior high school, and she has never been able to get out of this maze called "Ye Qingting".

It was as if the moment he said that the moment they were together, how painful and sad the memories were thrown away, and he even forgot the countless promises he had made to himself - if she could see him again, she would definitely smile and say hello, and then leave with her head held high.

At that moment, she could have pretended to say "let me think about it", but she didn't, even if there was no sense of reality in her heart, compared to those gains and losses, even if the front was just a dream woven by fantasy, she didn't want to miss it.

"I'm not going to let you feel that way again." The soft voice with a gentle firmness spoke of some beautiful promises, like gurgling water running through her heart, "You are the gift I have most wanted to cherish since I was a child." ”

His voice was magical, and it calmed her mind, and she muttered and closed her eyes, "Why are you so good at talking?" ”

"I'll just tell you." The corners of his lips curled slightly, and his amber eyes were gentle and distant, "Actually, I am also a selfish person. When I was a child, I had more than ordinary children, and I had what I wanted. So, even if I knew that I had a different feeling for you and liked you at the time, I didn't want to have you so much. ”

"But some feelings can't be suppressed, especially after sitting in front of you, I can feel that you also like me, I like you, you like me, why can't we be together." Falling into the memory, there was a slow confession**, he paused for a moment, and then said, "Like I said, I am a selfish and selfish person, I knew that I was going to England for a long time, I wanted to respond to you but I didn't dare to respond to you, I was reluctant to make you sad, but I was more afraid that the long foreign relationship would face failure, and I wanted to fall in love with you and was afraid that there would be a day of breakup, so I made a decision that I thought would be good for you and me." ”

The girl on his chest didn't move, he thought she was still listening quietly, so he stroked her long loose hair and continued, "It's suspicious of making excuses for yourself...... I also admit that at that time, I wasn't sure how long this liking would last, maybe after a long time, more people saw it, and this kind of liking would slowly disappear, maybe we would all like another person, so ......"

So he never thought that it was a young and ignorant love, and such a love would bloom with so much brilliance.

He paused slightly, and found that the girl lying on his chest was still not moving.

You can't be asleep, right?

Thinking so, he called tentatively, "Ling Xiquan? ”

The girl didn't respond, but reached out and touched it indiscriminately, then climbed up and changed to a more comfortable position to pill on his neck socket.

Qi Ruolan's breath was exhaled on his neck, and the hand on his hair tightened slightly, and then he carefully leaned sideways, lying down on his side along the sand, and hugged the sleeping person in his arms tightly.

Another day, Lu Bo should still be asked to change to a softer sofa.

He thought thoughtfully, and lowered his head, the girl's snow-white face was close at hand, and he could almost see the tiny fluff clearly.

He lost his mind for a moment, then gently placed a kiss on her forehead, hugged her, and closed his eyes as well.

Outside the window, the night is like thick ancient ink, a quiet and peaceful, the moon hiding behind the thick clouds is dotted with looming stars, as if it is also sleeping shyly for the hug in the window.

A dreamless night.

As the sun rises over the horizon, a clear yellow light shines through the gaps in the delicate curtains and silently casts on the Y shadow in the corner of the sofa, bringing a dull light to the quiet room.

Ling Xiquan's eyelids moved, and he dimly felt that the warmth behind his back melted into the sun, but his waist was bound like a quilt.

She unconsciously shook the quilt wrapped around her waist, turned over and wanted to change her position to continue sleeping, but the next second, her body fell like weightlessness on something cold and hard.

"Hiss......"

Before the pain could reach her brain through her nerves, instinct had already made her gasp and open her eyes half-asleep.

The eye is a gorgeous and unfamiliar ceiling, with a little European classical taste.

Where is this?

Ling Xiquan blinked blankly, holding his hands and trying to sit up, but a sore and painful feeling was immediately transmitted from his limbs to his five senses and six senses, and as soon as his hands became weak, his body fell back on the cold.

Expensive wooden floors in dark tones come into view.

Huh, the floor?

She was agitated and instantly sober.

By the way, she didn't come home last night, but was ......

She turned her head slowly and mechanically, and sure enough, she saw Ye Qingting's sleeping face on the European-style sofa behind her.

I have to admit that the Creator seems to have pampered him with the best embellishments in the world.

Enviable life experience, almost perfect facial features.

At such a close distance, a wisp of naughty sunlight hit half of his cheek through the thin slit of the curtain, the white skin still made people jealous without a trace of flaws, under the chestnut lustrous broken hair, the long and slightly curled eyelashes sprinkled a beautiful Y shadow, the bridge of the nose is as delicate and tall as a foreigner, set off the faint red lips and beautiful and smooth lines, no matter how you look at it, it is fascinating.

But at this moment, Ling Xiquan didn't have the heart to appreciate this beauty that was close at hand, and only one thought was left in his head like a cassette.

It's over, she actually fell asleep on Ye Qingting's body last night!