Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 337 I'm back, I won't leave again (2)
Simple but extremely gentle two words, just two words, seemed to pour all his tenderness into it.

"Peace, hug me." Dong Nuangu hugged Si Jixia's neck tightly, breathed in the faint scent of osmanthus that was unique to him, took a deep breath, and said the first sentence.

Si Jixia was slightly startled again, then slightly raised the corners of his mouth, first lightly threw the burden in his hand to the ground, then raised his hand, embraced Dong Nuangu in his arms, and lightly rested his chin on her shoulder on, and said with a gentle smile, "Ah Nuan, I'm here to pick you up."

All the things Si Jixia thought about and said when he saw Dongnuan finally came together in this simple sentence.

But even such a simple sentence made Dong Nuan feel that it was enough.

Feeling the strength of the arms around his back clearly, Dong Nuan smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, and nodded vigorously, "Yeah!"

He didn't ask him what happened in Beijing, he didn't ask why he came to pick her up a month late, and he didn't ask him why he missed the appointment but didn't write to tell her. It seems that as long as he still stands in front of her at this moment, she You can do it without any problems and without any blame.

There are no more words, no longing to meet each other after the strong longing, and no sympathy between you and me. It's just a short conversation, just a quiet hug, as if this is what they are The happiness, simple, but extremely deep.

The silence at this time is better than the sound.

Time seemed to stand still and freeze, even the wind stopped, as if even the wind couldn't bear to disturb the tranquility of this moment.

After a while, Dong Nuangu slowly loosened Si Jixia's neck, turned to hold his cheek with both hands, rubbed his cheek lightly with the palm of his hand, observed his complexion carefully, and then stroked it with his thumb. Caressing his blue-grey lower eyelids, he asked softly, "Didn't you rest? Are you tired?"

"It's okay if you're not tired." Si Jixia's answer to Dong Nuangu was always to make her feel at ease as much as possible.

Si Jixia's complexion was very pale, almost bloodless, his chin was sharp and thin, and even the deep part of his smile seemed to be faintly tired, but he didn't want Dong Nuan to worry, so he tried his best to keep him All tiredness is hidden.

As for Dongnuan, she was not unaware of it, but since he didn't want her to worry about him, why should she tell the truth to make him uneasy.

Dong Nuan so lightly stroked Si Jixia's cheeks, then he smoothed the slightly disheveled hair on his forehead and sideburns, then stared into his eyes, and said with a trembling voice: "Just come back."

He came back to her, that was enough, that was enough...

For some reason, looking at Si Jixia's eyes like this, Dongnuan suddenly felt that his eye sockets were hot and the tip of his nose was astringent.

"I'm sorry, Nuan." Si Jixia suddenly raised his hand again, hugged Dong Nuan into his arms, and lightly wrapped his arms around her shoulders, his voice low.

Forgive him for not picking her up at the appointed time.

Forgive him for making her wait so long for him.

Forgive him for making her worry about him.

forgive him...

"I'm back." He will never break his promise to her. He said he would come to pick her up, and he will definitely come back. Even if the road is full of thorns, even if he is asked to climb, he will crawl back to her side It's just that Ah Nuan can't bear to see him like this, so he wants to come back alive, and he wants to walk back, so that she can feel at ease and not let her heart cry because of him.

Si Jixia tightened his arms slightly, and said softly and firmly: "I won't leave again, I will always be by Ah Nuan's side."

Dongnuan raised his head in Si Jixia's arms, suddenly smiled again, tilted his head slightly and said with a smile: "It's settled?"

"Yeah." Si Jixia rubbed his chin on Dong Nuangu's forehead lightly, and smiled softly, "It's decided."

Once he came back to her, he would never leave again, there was no place for him in this world, wherever she was, that was his home.

Dong Nuan rubbed his eyes on Si Jixia's shoulder, then smiled and pulled his left hand, picked up the burden he threw on the ground for him, then turned around and pulled him towards the Maoting, walking and saying : "I have something to give to peace."

"Okay." Si Jixia and Ren Dongnuan took his hand and walked towards the Maoting. He didn't have the coldness he had in front of other people at all, but only a little gentleness.

Approaching the Maoting, Si Jixia squeezed Dong Nuangu's hand back a little bit, because he saw the things placed on the stone tables and stone benches in the Maoting.

Seven or eight pieces of cotton brocade cloth cut flat or crooked, three or four rolls of thin thread of different colors, with thin needles tied into the thread rolls, the eyelets on the top of the needles are still threaded with thin thread, and there are still Wearing a dark gray dress, the cuffs of the clothes are halfway sewn, and there are still needles and threads hanging on it, the needles are hanging on the edge of the table, swaying and swaying with the wind, it can be seen that the person who sewed the clothes was not thinking about the clothes when he put them down Otherwise, how could you forget to put away your needle and thread before leaving?

There was also a black cloth-wrapped bag on the stone bench next to it. At this moment, the bag was half-opened, revealing the off-white cotton clothes inside, and... two black-gray hair ties.

Looking at these cloths, Si Jixia felt as if something was hitting his heart lightly, a little stuffy but warm.

But at this moment, Dong Nuangu let go of his hand, picked up the short cardigan with the cuffs half-sewed on the stone table, shook it lightly, and wanted to bring it to Si Jixia, but just now When he raised his hand, he remembered that there were still needles and threads hanging on the cuffs, so he sat down again, and by the way, he pulled Si Jixia to sit down on an empty stone bench beside her, and said, "The cuffs still need to be hemmed a little bit." All right, please wait for me for a while."

Si Jixia sat next to Dong Nuangu, watching her slowly hem the cuffs one by one, watching her slightly drooping eyebrows and eyes full of seriousness, watching her ten fingertips left little by little after being pricked. I don't know what to say in my heart, half of it is pain, and half is thick and deep warmth.

His Ah Nuan doesn't know how to cook or needlework. It seems that she doesn't know what a girl should know, but she is willing to learn how to cook for him, pick up needlework for him, and even want to do things for him. He knew that she practiced martial arts so that she would not become his burden.

But no matter how unpalatable the food she makes, he still thinks it is the most delicious food he has ever eaten in his life. No matter how bad her needlework is, he still thinks the clothes she mended are the warmest on him. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t know how to cook, it doesn’t matter if she doesn’t know how to be a girl, even if she doesn’t know martial arts, it’s fine for him to know these things, even if she doesn’t know all the things that a girl should know, he doesn’t mind , he will never feel that she will be his burden.

On the contrary, he felt that she was his sunshine, able to illuminate and warm his whole life.

(End of this chapter)