Fourteen or fifteen years old is already very tall, the small flat head is clean and neat, the contours are angular, the eyebrows are thick and black and handsome, the nose bridge is straight, the thin lips are lightly pursed, although the facial features are still a little childish, but the eyes are bright with a trace of age-inappropriate sharpness, just looking at the photo seems to be able to feel the innate aura, he is outstanding at a young age, and now it is even more.

Yan You remembered that he had never seen Mo Yishen's photos when he was in the villa, and he knew that he didn't like to take pictures.

It's rare to find a photo of him, so it seems a pity to put it back like this, and after thinking about it, I put it in my pocket.

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Coming out of the study, hearing Uncle Li say that the girl was in his room, Mo Yishen was stunned, he almost forgot how long he hadn't lived in that room.

I vaguely remember that the man whispered goodbye to him in his sleep before leaving, and then left without looking back, and since then, he has not been seen again.

Although he was young at the time, he also heard the content of their quarrel by chance, so he understood the general situation of the matter, which he is reluctant to mention now.

He didn't cry, he didn't hold on, and he never mentioned it.

It's just that I often stare at the dark ceiling in the middle of the night.

He knew that the man had left here, from this home, and even from him, but he never thought it would be so complete.

At first, there will be expectations, but after repeated disappointments, I finally see clearly, and there is no longer any expectation.

When I returned from vacation in the middle of studying abroad, I would occasionally stay here for a short time, and then I never set foot in this room again when I went to university.

Although some memories are long gone, recalling them makes me feel sad.

He doesn't blame, but he doesn't want to touch it either.

The door was gently pushed open, and steady footsteps sounded.

I didn't see anyone, my eyes flowed, and I finally froze on the soft big bed.

He slowed down and approached softly, looking condescendingly at the quiet sleeping face of the girl lying on the futon, and his eyes were soft.

The futon was slightly sunken, and Mo Yishen sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to caress her soft black hair.

The bedroom was quiet, and he could hear the girl's shallow, even breathing.

Everything is so peaceful.

He knew it because she was around.

stared at her silently for a long time, but never saw any signs of her waking up, maybe she was tired, so she would sleep so deeply.

If he could, he would have liked time to stand still forever.

Although he also wanted her to sleep like this, he also knew that she hadn't been home for a while, and she didn't talk about it, but he could tell from her eyes that she was homesick.

Leaned over slightly and kissed her forehead, Mo Yishen whispered in her ear: "You, get up!" It's time to send you home. ”

Woke up in a haze, Yan You turned his face sideways and looked at the handsome face in front of him ignorantly.

"Awake?" Slender fingers brushed the messy bouts of hair on her forehead, and his voice was soft.

Yan You listened in a trance, only staring at his deep and dark eyes in a daze.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her confused face, Mo smiled deeply.

Just looked at each other in pairs, and after a long time, Yan Youcai gradually came back to his senses and turned his face: "I'm going to get up." "Mean, you're still leaning over me, it's time for you to get up, right?

Mo Yishen looked at her, glanced at her red ears again, and smiled, knowing that she was thin-skinned and no longer teasing her.

"It's almost nine o'clock! I'll send you home! As he spoke, he straightened up and took Yan You's hand, and took her with him.

Yan You was surprised: "I've slept for more than an hour? ”

Mo Yi bowed his head with a deep matter: "Well, I finally woke you up!" ”

Yanyou's face flushed, is it easy? Did she sleep so deeply?