The feeling of being embraced is as warm as I imagined.

The reality is piping hot.

“…… Yes. ”

"Like the real me? Or is it the imaginary me? ”

“…… I like it now," Fang Ci said in a trembling voice, "I like you when I hear it." ”

She could finally admit it.

Declare your love for him.

Above board.

Without the bondage of marriage, this is no longer an undesirable feeling.

It was the first time she had said something like that.

Wen Zhiyan held his breath, pulled down the quilt, and pulled it to the back of his shoulder.

He scrutinized her face in the dim light.

Her eyelashes were wet with tears, turning into clusters, her clear face was covered with tears, and the tip of her nose was red, looking a little fragile and pitiful.

He didn't say anything and gave her what she wanted.

Extremely slowly.

Having gone through so much, feeling each other carefully again.

The heat is stacked layer by layer, and between the square inches, messy breathing is entangled.

Fang Ci completely opened his spirit, and was willing to be plundered with a sacrificial attitude.

-

Wen family's old house.

Brightly lit.

In the hall, the champagne has been changed for a while.

Brightly dressed men and women, talking in twos and threes, poking their heads from time to time, waiting for the protagonist of this birthday party.

Tired of standing, Chen Qiaoyue sat on the corner sofa, took off her high heels, and pinched her ankles.

Straightened up and brushed his hair, originally wanting to see if the in-law husband had arrived, he raised his eyes, but unexpectedly met Li Youxian's eyes.

He was standing not far away, surrounded by several people, who looked like they were talking, but their eyes were locked on her.

Chen Qiaoyue turned her face away without any expression.

But in his heart, he was secretly scolding, after so many years, this old man is now thirty years old, how can he still be so handsome.

She stood up, intending to go to the front yard to get some air, when a figure appeared at the door, looking to find her, and immediately came to her.

Qi Run.

Her titular husband .

Like Li Youxian, he is Chinese New Year's Eve years old this year, but he is a little shorter and fatter.

"Wen Shao hasn't come yet?"

Approaching, Qi Run asked.

Chen Qiaoyue didn't care.

She saw the kiss marks on his neck.

Fresh, should have been left over from last night.

Qi Run supported his elbow and said, "I still have to pretend to be it, Miss Chen, let's walk around." ”

Chen Qiaoyue took a deep breath, raised her hand to put her arm around him, put a decent smile on her face, and walked to the crowd to say hello.

A young loving couple.

Qi Run is a sleek accident, he can talk to people anywhere, and he walks around the scene.

There was no way to avoid it, and the two came to Li Youxian's side leisurely.

Li Youxian is long and has a gentle and elegant Confucian demeanor.

Qi Run shook hands with him and talked about the company with a smile.

Qi Run is Qi Hongyuan's cousin, Qi Hongyuan is arrogant, and thinks that the Song family group under Li Youxian is nothing more than Erer, but Qi Run doesn't think so.

In the past five years, Li Youxian has laid a solid foundation, and if he grasps a good project, he will soar to the sky in the near future.

Others had sharp eyes, saw the marks on Qi Run's neck, and quipped, "It's not a loss to be a newlywed, the relationship is really good." ”

Qi Run looked sideways at Chen Qiaoyue with love in his eyes, "Yueyue is a little bit of a temper and a little troublesome. ”

Chen Qiaoyue smiled at him uncharacteristically, and then raised her eyes to look at Li Youxian.

Li Youxian was looking at her without blinking, his thin lips pursed.

That face looked a little ruthless when it was expressionless, but Chen Qiaoyue knew that his thin lips were very good at kissing.

The bed is basically dominated by her, she wants more or less, he gives more and less.

Lee Woo-hyun never divulges his desires too much. Read. Because of this, Chen Qiaoyue was very dissatisfied with him.

The topic came around to Lee You-hyun's marriage.

"Youxian is also thirty, right? Don't plan to get married yet? ”

"When I was your age, my children were two years old."

Chen Qiaoyue was absent-minded, she really didn't want to continue listening to this, so she said to Qi Run, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Without waiting for an answer, he turned around and left with his skirt in hand.

That night, the host of this birthday banquet, Master Wen, did not show up.

In the middle of the night, the guests left their seats one by one.

Qi Run said that there was something wrong and had already left by car.

Chen Qiaoyue drank too much wine, carried high heels, and sat at the gate of the Wen family's old mansion.

The old house of the Wen family is far away in the suburbs, and there is nothing else within a radius of a few kilometers except greenery and highways.

The security guard at the door dutifully held an umbrella for her, and sent the housekeeper to take out a blanket from the house and drape it for her.

She shivered from the cold, but she sat on the stone next to the security booth and didn't want to move at all.

The city was so big, there wasn't a place she wanted to go.

I don't know how long it was, but the headlights swept over.

The security guard thought that Young Master Wen had finally returned, and the car drove closer, only to realize that it was the car of the young master's friend Li Youxian.

Turning back so late, the security guard thought he had forgotten something here and trotted to meet him.

The rear seat window is lowered.

The security guard held an umbrella and leaned over, "Mr. Li, did you forget to take something?" ”

Li Youxian had a gentle attitude and asked lightly, "...... Why didn't Miss Chen leave? ”

"Oh, Miss Chen has drunk too much, and she refuses to invite her in to rest, and we are out of order, so we can only send someone to hold an umbrella for her."

"I'll drop her off."

"That's great, it's the time for the change of seasons, and if Miss Chen stays like this any longer, it is indispensable to have a severe cold." The security guard helped him hold the umbrella, "Excuse me, Mr. Li." ”

Li Youxian walked up to Chen Qiaoyue and looked down at her.

His glasses reflected the shattered light of the streetlights, making it impossible to see his eyes.

Chen Qiaoyue only lowered her eyes, looking at his shiny leather shoes that were wet by the rain.

After a long while, Li Youxian opened his mouth, and his voice was flat, "...... Miss Chen, will you come with me? ”

Chen Qiaoyue raised her face to look at him, although she had drunk wine, her voice was surprisingly calm, "Li Youxian, again and again, this is the second time." ”

"There won't be a next time."

He said.

This is a bit of a sentimental statement.

Chen Qiaoyue smiled, and the smile was a little decadent.

She stood up, did not wear shoes, still carried them with her hands, lifted the hem of her skirt and prepared to leave, but passed by Li Youxian, but was unexpectedly stopped by him and hugged her.

Security guard pupil earthquake.

Chen Qiaoyue immediately struggled, "Let go of me, Li Youxian, I'm married!" Are you crazy? ”

Lee Woo-hyun turned a deaf ear and shoved her into the back seat.

-

8 Yunxiao Road.

Wen Zhiyan sat on the single sofa by the window of the master bedroom and smoked.

Fang Ci lay on the bed, looked at him, and looked at the rain curtain outside the window.

In mid-November, it rained in Kyoto.

At this time, London should be seeing the first snow.

She remembered this time last year.

At that time, she was in London, Qu Yingqiu and Fang Hong came to take Fang Niannian to Nordic skiing, and Yang Shumei also followed, leaving her alone at home.

That night, after spending a long time in the library, she saw through the window that it was snowing at first, so she packed up her books, picked up her satchel and left.

The street lights are dim and the snow is fluttering.

It was about two kilometers from the campus to her accommodation, and she often walked back alone, and that night was no different.