She really got it right, and it got dark after a while.
After a while, when the clock struck four, the outside suddenly became dark and dark.
Tang Xin was startled by the sound of the bell and shrank in Shi Yu's arms, shaking violently and looking at a loss.
Heavy rain came suddenly, raindrops pattered on the doors and windows, and cold wind blew into the room along the cracks in the windows.
The person in his arms was shivering with cold, and he was wrapped tighter and tighter. Shi Yu pulled the quilt over her body, covering her head into the darkness.
Not a shred of light was visible.
The person with his head raised tried to get closer to his face and asked softly: "Is it raining?"
He said yes, lowered his head and touched her trembling lips, and tried it. The smell of sweet candy was long gone, and only a strong aroma rushed from her sweaty hair to her nose. He had smelled it when she was in the yard. It's there, but not so heavy. It seems to be nothing when the wind blows.
Tang Xin calmed down for a while and asked again: "Are you still leaving?"
He asked back: "You want me to stay?"
Like useless small talk.
If he hadn't suddenly moved again, she would have almost fallen asleep. She forced herself to cooperate, holding her shoulders and saying to him: "It always rains in Pingcheng for a long time. If you drive, just wait for the rain to stop. It will be safer."
The words were spoken intermittently, almost broken up by the sound of rain.
He patted her behind, and she twisted her waist and said, "Don't hit him, it hurts."
Delicate and squeamish.
The sound was as weak as a cat meowing.
He didn't use any force at first, so he touched her more lightly and hummed against her cheek: "If you're good, I won't hit her."
Tang Xin was very good and cooperated as much as possible.
Afterwards, I leaned in his arms and thought inexplicably whether he was a good guide or whether she was as good as he said. It seemed that the two of them had a tacit understanding on this matter.
She didn't know how comfortable other men were, but she could feel that Shi Yu was comfortable, so she was in a good mood. If he didn't hit her and didn't lie to her again, he was more considerate than the previous two times, and he was still in good spirits. He praised her a few times.
Tang Xin was not the kind to be shy, and she would not be embarrassed to see people when she heard a few whispers in bed. On the contrary, she was encouraged and more willing to cooperate and interact, and her experience was better than the previous two times.
Maybe it was because she became more familiar with it once, and she became more relaxed, so the dizzy words came out of her mouth like a sigh.
Shi Yu heard this, paused while rubbing her soft hair, and smiled above her head: "Three times a coincidence."
Tang Xin reluctantly opened his eyes and murmured: "What?"
"First time makes you familiar, second time familiarity, third time familiarity makes perfect, I praise you."
She nodded, "It doesn't sound like you're praising me, but it sounds like teasing a cat."
"You are so soft, you look like a cat."
He had said this when he was teasing her just now, but now it didn't sound like a compliment. Tang Xin was not happy and retorted: "You are soft."
Just got a slap on the butt.
The sound of rain did not cover up the crisp sound.
Before the energy from just now dissipated, he slapped me and cried, "You said you wouldn't hit me today."
Shi Yu rubbed her hair with one hand and rubbed the sore spot with the other. She hugged her even tighter, half-squeezing her and still laughing softly, "Be good and won't hit her. Now close your mouth and sleep for a while."
He had accompanied Ji Yunyun and Meng's mother to go out for fun these days, saying that they had no time to spare. He had just sent the two elders back to Ancheng at noon, then drove to Pingcheng, and had to return to Beijing in the evening.
Shi Yu is not a sleepy person, but it seems like what she said, rainy days are the best time to wrap yourself in a quilt and listen to the rain and feel sleepy, especially if you hold a sweet, soft and clingy girl in your arms.
In particular, this girl couldn't even open her eyelids. Her head was stuck in his arms and she was looking for a position. She was very much like the cat he had raised when he was young. She would become squeamish when she was away from him and his bed. The ground screamed non-stop, and I had to get in to get a good sleep.
Tang Xin really wanted to sleep, but she didn't eat anything in the afternoon and her stomach was very empty. She endured it again and again, but still cried: "Shi Yu, I'm hungry."
…
After eating, Shi Yu left.
Only then did Tang Xin know that he was leaving Pingcheng on an evening flight.
She didn't ask where she was going, and he didn't tell her. He just let her stay here and said he would pick her up in a few days.
It was already night when Shi Yu arrived in Shangjing. There was no rain in Shangjing, it was snowing, and it was bone-chilling cold.
Meng Jijing came to pick him up and asked him whether he wanted to go back to his own home or go directly to his home. Shi Yu closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead and said to go to his home.
The child had gone to bed long ago, and he was not in a hurry to see it. He saw him early the next morning and sat at the dining table.
