The quiet alley became lively, and the ceremony of raising the national flag finally began at the scenic spot not far away.

Song Wanyue crossed the threshold with the dumplings that had been carefully cared for all the way from Shanghai, half of her face behind the scarf, her eyes were clear and translucent, and her smile was so bright that it was a little dazzling.

Like a lively little rabbit, she appeared in front of him with joy: "Surprise! ”

Chapter 44

Obviously, I didn't expect Song Wanyue to suddenly appear. Duan Baiting's hand holding the lighter paused.

Even the ability to think disappeared for a short time, until the cigarette in his mouth fell.

He looked down at the floor.

I thought it was a longing illness and hallucinations.

But the door was clearly open, and the cold wind blew in, and even the pages on the table were blown and turned.

The winter in Beicheng is not quite the same as that in Shanghai, and the cold here is cold that goes straight to the bone marrow.

There was a dull ache in the bones of a knife.

And she didn't wear a lot in order to look good.

Put down the insulated bucket in your hand and gently remove the lid. The heat and fragrance come out together.

"The dumplings were made by my mother, filled with shrimp and crab roe. She packs a lot of stuffing, but I don't know what you like, so I got you my favorite. ”

I didn't forget to complain when I was done, my hands hurt and my feet hurt, and I was tired.

The car couldn't get along, and we had to walk, and it was tiring enough to take such an early flight, but we still had to walk so far.

The quiet courtyard house is a lot more lively because of her appearance.

Duan Baiting looked at the bright and beautiful face in front of him, and he still maintained his exquisite makeup after a long journey.

The high ponytail is fresh and bright, and the nose and ears are still red.

Swallowing the turmoil, he went over and closed the door and went inside to get a blanket.

Wrapped around her.

Song Wanyue raised her eyes and saw that he was still well versed in the bottom of his eyes.

"Aren't you glad to see me coming?"

Duan Baiting walked into the kitchen and took out two pairs of dishes and chopsticks.

Whispered: "No, I'm happy." ”

Song Wanyue felt that he was perfunctory, and walked up to him dissatisfied: "But why didn't I see a little happiness on your face?" ”

The dumplings were poured out of the thermos, but the soup was spilled because my hands were shaking so much.

Hot soup was poured on his hands.

Song Wanyue was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned on the faucet: "You stayed up all night and were confused, hurry up and flush it with cold water, don't burn it." ”

But he walked over and took the man in his arms.

Song Wanyue was stunned again: "What's wrong?" ”

He was heavy and leaned on her shoulder.

Song Wanyue smelled the scent of incense and candles on his body, and knew that he must have been keeping watch in the ancestral hall all night.

This man is a mute, and he keeps everything in his heart.

I don't like to complain, and I don't like to express myself.

"I'm very happy." His voice was low, and there was a bit of hoarseness after staying up all night and smoking.

The sound fell on her ears, and the air currents that she carried as she spoke made her ears tingle.

The heart is numb.

He lowered his head, bent over, put his arms around her shoulders, and took her into his arms.

Song Wanyue's stunned heart gradually shattered, and she smiled and hugged his waist: "I said why my hands suddenly trembled just now, it turned out that I was happy to see me." Duan Baiting, do you like it so much? ”

The original intention was just to take the opportunity to tease him, but the other party was silent for a while.

Not admitted, not denied.

She was going on again.

The other party hugged her tightly and carefully kissed her earlobe, as if giving a reply.

Silent reply.

It's a pity that the other party's perception is too low, and he didn't notice it, but was hooked all over his body.

Snuggled in his arms and coquettish: "You also have to wash your hands before ...... Don't rub the soup on my clothes, it's expensive. ”

She bit her lip and raised her eyes, looking delicate.

Duan Baiting stopped biting and kissing.

If she hadn't reminded him, even he would have forgotten that he still had oil on his hands.

I went to the kitchen and cleaned it several times.

When I came out, I saw Song Wanyue squatting in the corner, and I didn't know what she was doing, she was very serious.

Because it was facing away, Duan Baiting didn't notice it immediately.

Until I could smell the familiar smell of smoke in the air.

He frowned, strode over, and sure enough, saw her light a cigarette.

It was probably taken from his desk.

He didn't stop it, and after watching her finish a puff, he coughed wildly before taking the cigarette from her hand.

Hand her a glass of water.

She took several sips in a row to suppress the suffocating sensation.

"It's very uncomfortable, and you'll smoke a little less in the future."

Tears choked out, and he looked at him aggrievedly.

Duan Baiting smiled and wiped away her tears for her: "Okay." ”

As soon as seven o'clock passed, it was bustling outside.

The uncles and aunts who got up early to walk the birds and exercised greeted each other, and there were also many juniors who came back to visit relatives.

Song Wanyue took the remote control to change the channel: "Are you alone at home, I thought your relatives were there." ”

"They don't live here."

Song Wanyue nodded, seeing him take out his pajamas from the room.

"Are you going to take a shower and sleep?"

The bathroom door was pushed open, and when I heard her words, I paused for a moment.

He looked back: "Hmm. ”

Song Wanyue blinked.

Originally, it was just a casual question, but there was an inexplicable illusion.

Duan Baiting's eyes seemed to be inviting at this moment.

- Do you want to wash with him?

Knowing that it would be impossible to go in and just take a bath, Song Wanyue still went to the appointment.

The mist obscured the two entangled figures.

This bath seemed to have been taken for a century, and Song Wanyue was carried out by him.

She was very squeamish, sometimes saying that her back hurts, and sometimes she said that her legs hurt.

Snuggle up in his arms and let him press himself.

Duan Baiting's movements were meticulous and patient, and after pressing it, he didn't forget to check it again.

She lifted the quilt over her and looked at it with her fingers.

Song Wanyue's cheeks were hot: "What to do." ”

He covered the quilt for her: "See if it's swollen." ”

She blushed and shrank back into the quilt: "That'...... Is it swollen? ”

"Sort of, does it hurt?"

"Numb, unconscious." She poked her head out, "If it hurts later, you can help me relieve it." ”

Duan Baiting lowered his eyes: "How to alleviate it." ”

She reached out and rubbed his lips.

He chuckled and grabbed her hand and held it in his palm: "Okay." ”

Then Song Wanyue was satisfied and lay back in his arms.

The coldness of the past few days seemed to have been completely diminished by her arrival, her clothes were placed aside, and the scent of jasmine floated in the air.

It's light.

Song Wanyue talked about some of her daily life in the past few days, and explained why she suddenly decided to come over.

"Do you believe that you have a soul, I feel like you miss me very much, so I came here."

Her eyes were bright, and her eyes were full of him, but she spoke in an oily tone.

The hair was too long, freshly dried, and looked a little too fluffy.

Messy in front of her forehead, Duan Baiting slowly straightened it out for her.