Ling Mo didn't speak, he just hugged her tightly and kissed her awake at this time, just to tell her that they had known each other for eight years.

Ning Yuanlan was very sleepy, this point was not at all when she usually woke up, so the little girl rubbed in his arms, her little hands wrapped around his waist, her little face buried in his chest, and she fell asleep again.

Ling Mo hugged her, looked at the dark sky outside the window, and slowly closed his glasses.

I woke up again, it was two hours later, eight o'clock in the early winter morning was the time when the small county town had just woken up, the students had already gone to school, the white-collar workers had just gone to work, and the streets were all in a hurry, Ning Yuanlan and Ling Mo stepped out of the hotel hand in hand, one holding a bottle of yogurt in his hand, strolling down the street while drinking.

Unconsciously, the two walked to the square of Buzhong Street, a quiet small county town, only the old man practiced Tai Chi in the square, every movement was very slow, Ling Mo and Ning Yuanlan sat down on the wooden chairs on the side, the sun shone on the two of them, Nua was very comfortable.

The chair is still the chair of the year, but the atmosphere is different, there is no youth and restraint of the year, but there is a tacit understanding because of living together for a long time.

Ning Yuanlan took out a tube of Alpine gummies from her coat pocket, it was still the blueberry flavor of the year, she tore open the packaging bag, took out the sugar inside, tore open the wrapping paper, took out one, peeled off the sugar coating, and handed it to Ling Mo's mouth.

He opened his mouth to eat, smiled and hugged her into his arms, watching those old people playing Tai Chi, and some young mothers pushing strollers out to bask in the sun, Ning Yuanlan looked at such a harmonious scene, and couldn't help but lean on Ling Mo's shoulder, "This kind of life is really good."

"We'll be able to live like this next year." Ling Mo hugged her, reached out to hold her little hand, opened his five fingers and clasped her fingers, looking at her with a very drowning look.

Ning Yuanlan looked up at him and raised the corners of his mouth, "Ling Mo, I'm waiting to live the most ordinary life with you." ”

"Definitely." He reached out and pressed her head on his shoulder, looked at the young mother who was pushing the child past them, with a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, and when the young mother was far away, he said to her, "Next year we will start planning to have a child, and the year after that, I can accompany you to push the child to the sun in winter." ”

Ning Yuanlan closed his eyes, feeling the warm winter sun, and imagined in his mind how beautiful the scene was when he and Ling Mo pushed the child to take a walk by the river in Jiangcheng.

She is really looking forward to that kind of life.

When the two were together, there weren't many times they could really date, so this time when they came to Yuxian, the two went to all the places they had been to together, ate the snacks they had eaten back then, and when they went back in the evening, they met someone holding a wedding banquet in the hotel where they lived, Ning Yuanlan looked at the names of the bride and groom curiously, and couldn't help but stop.

Ling Mo also looked at her and saw a few words that surprised him, groom: Zhou Jiayao, bride: Liang Jiajia.

Ning Yuanlan walked over, and sure enough, at the entrance of the wedding banquet, he saw Zhou Jiayao and Liang Jiajia wearing dresses to welcome guests at the door.

"Yuanlan." Seeing Ning Yuanlan and Ling Mo, both of them were obviously stunned, they didn't expect the two of them to appear here.

"Congratulations." Ning Yuanlan quickly reacted, walked over with Ling Mo, and congratulated them.