"The moonlight is beautiful tonight."
"Well, the wind is also very gentle."
The light of the lantern was dim, a gust of wind blew, and their clothes were blown away.
The two people looked at each other quietly, neither of them willing to say goodbye directly, but their faces were getting hotter and hotter, and their hearts were beating fiercely, as if they had forgotten that they only had each other in their eyes.
"Chang'an, I...am going in."
"okay."
Shen Changan nodded and still looked at her.
Xihe's cheeks were red, guessing that he didn't even pay attention to what she said: "Well, good night." He opened the iron door, turned around and walked in.
Shen Changan was stunned, and subconsciously held her wrist: "Jasmine!"
"Um?"
Xihe turned around.
Hao's wrists are slender and white. This is the first time they have been so close.
Shen Changan felt as if he had been burned for an instant, and subconsciously let go: "I'm sorry, I..." He pursed his lips, feeling uneasy, fearing that she would annoy him.
Xihe tilted his head: "What's wrong?"
Her fair little face was tinged with pink, her eyes were shy and showed no repulsion.
Shen Changan's sudden anxiety disappeared in an instant, leaving only a deep sense of reluctance in his heart: "No, I just want to say good night to you."
The corners of his mouth were curved, carefully hiding the desire in his eyes.
He despised himself in his heart. Even though he didn't hold hands, he couldn't help but want to be with the other person all the time: "Have a sweet dream tonight."
"Well, good night, you also have a good dream."
Xihe said, but he didn't want to go in directly.
It's a bit fast, but...
A gust of wind blew, blinding his eyes. Xihe bit his lip and looked at the young man opposite: "Well, are you thirsty? Do you want to go up and drink a glass of water?" After saying that, he couldn't help but look away, his cheeks flushed.
Shen Changan: "..."
There was a moment of surprise in his eyes, then his heart beat faster and faster, and his face turned red.
To go or not to go?
This is a problem.
Shen Changan held his hands tightly and was so panicked that he remained silent.
After all, Xihe had memories. Seeing that he wanted to go but was afraid of appearing unreserved, he secretly smiled in his heart and stepped forward to gently touch the back of Shen Changan's hand. The young man did not move, so he hooked his fingers and gently touched them.
The young man floated in with her like a light paper man.
Click,
The iron door is closed.
With a click, the door of the house opened, and Xihe led Shen Changan in.
She had cleaned the house, and the room was clean and tidy. There was a faint fragrance exuding throughout the room. Shen Changan blushed, tied up and didn't know where to stand.
Xihe let go, opened the cabinet, and took out the pink slippers: "Only these..."
Shen Changan: "...Yeah."
He took off his shoes and stepped on the small pink sandals with his big feet. The heels were exposed on the ground. His face turned redder and he wanted to shrink his feet in embarrassment: "It's a bit small..."
Xihe burst into laughter and nodded: "Well, I'll buy you a bigger one tomorrow."
Shen Changan's eyes lit up, his mouth tightened, and he said softly, "Hmm."
The light in the room was bright, Xihe put on his shoes, Wu Kitchen poured a glass of water for Shen Changan, and asked him to sit by himself while he collected the clothes and quilts that had been dried on the windowsill during the day and changed the quilt covers.
Shen Changan was sitting on the sofa, nervous and not knowing what to do. Seeing this, he stepped forward to help: "I'll do it."
Xihe raised his eyebrows: "Okay."
With something to do, the young man became visibly more comfortable. He quickly put on the quilt cover and passed the water. A faint fragrance exuded, and Shen Changan's face turned red again.
Quilt cover, fold clothes,
After finishing tidying up, Xihe went to the bathroom to wash up.
Shen Changan, who had nothing to do, had to sit on the stool again, sitting upright and not daring to glance randomly.
"Well, do you want to take a shower?"
Xihe came out of the bathroom wiping his hair.
Shen Changan:! ! !
The two-piece summer pajamas reveal her snow-white thighs and her hair is messy.
Shen Changan quickly lowered his head, his breathing was chaotic and his head was dizzy: "I, I don't have any clothes... No, no, no need."
Waving his hands, his face was embarrassed and his cheeks were red.
When Xihe heard this, he didn't insist. He nodded and wiped his hair while taking out his mobile phone: "Well, let me see if there are any good movies."
Shen Changan:? ? ? See a movie?
That's right, Xihe chose a French love movie based on his hobbies.
Watermelon, grapes, and juice were placed on the table. The lights in the bedroom were turned off, and a small lamp was left in the living room. The two of them sat on the sofa and watched a movie. The movie had beautiful pictures, a touching plot, and the leading actors and actresses were great.
Shen Changan: "..."
Focus on the people around you, and the rose-flavored shampoo has a pleasant fragrance.
He tilted his head slightly, and the girl leaned on the sofa with her eyes full of movies... She was just the right distance away from him.
The corners of Shen Changan's mouth dropped slightly, and he couldn't tell whether it was more regret or loss, but the next second, he couldn't help but curse himself, what was going on in his mind every day.
Shen Changan focused on the movie and gradually became immersed in the plot.
Xihe glanced sideways at him with a smile in his eyes. What did he think she was going to do? snort.
Xihe looked at the TV, tilting his head on the young man's shoulder. The young man froze for a moment, and then straightened his body slightly to better allow her to lean on his shoulder.
They have so much time, they can take their time.
The two-hour movie ended and it was twelve o'clock.
Xihe clicked on his phone unconsciously, opening and closing small programs one after another. Shen Changan sat next to her, both of them focused on each other: "Are you sleepy?"
Shen Changan: "I'm not sleepy."
Xihe hummed: "I'm not sleepy either."
The space became silent, the windows of the living room were open, and the wind was blowing outside. Xihe lowered his legs and walked towards the balcony. Shen Changan got up and followed.
In the quiet night, there were only scattered stars hanging in the sky. There were mountains in the distance and the wind was strong.
"Will it be sunny tomorrow?"
"Will do."
Xihe turned around, looked at him and smiled: "How do you know?"
Shen Changan was in a very relaxed and comfortable mood at the moment: "Because I read the weather forecast."
The sky was black and blue, and there were no lights on. Only an outline of the two people's faces could be seen in the night. Shen Changan paused for a long while, and his voice was slightly nervous: "As long as you think about it, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and every day in the future." It can be sunny.”
Xihe was surprised: "Well, how do you say this?"
Shen Changan looked at her seriously: "If it rains in Lishui, we will go back to Yanjing. If it rains in Yanjing, we will go to another city. There is always a sunny place."
With trembling hands, he gently touched her fingertips like she had hooked his fingers before: "Is that okay?"
Xihe didn't speak, but she could feel his nervousness through the night.
Shen Changan's romance comes from the bottom of his heart. When he loves someone, he must give everything he has. What he said at this time is his confession, and Xihe hooked his finger in return.
