Yan all over the world

Chapter 205 The Heart Is Desolate, How Much Hate (1)
He was silent, and said for a while: "Yes, it's a good day."

That night he was half drunk and fell asleep on the table. I helped him back to the room and complained all the way: "It looks thin, but it's actually too heavy."

After finally placing him on the bed, he was about to turn around, but he grabbed his sleeve.

I was startled, and turned to look at him. There was no light in his room, and there was no moon tonight. I could vaguely see his eyes were burning, and he was not in a state of drunkenness.

My palms immediately broke out in cold sweat.

He pulled hard, and I couldn't help but staggered and fell into his arms. The fragrance of wine was faintly forced over, mixed with his famous Du Ruo breath, exuding a bewildering and charming fragrance in this night.

His arms were like iron, and he pinned me to his chest. Our noses touched each other, and we sniffed each other.

When the lips touched, the soft and warm taste felt like being shocked by an electric shock, numb to the bottom of my heart.

Countless thoughts turned over in my mind, but before I could figure it out, the world was turned upside down, and he turned over, turning me into the bed.

With my back against the wall, his arms formed a ring, encircling me in his arms, as if there was no escape.

He leaned over and bit my lips, the scorching and gentle force produced a thin blood, I closed my eyes, and something flashed in my mind.

The bluish wine stained fingers... Smiling eyes... Pale lips kissing the wine all the way... Gently biting...

A voice said clearly: "It's like the clouds that are easy to disperse, but it must be like the moon."

who?who?
Who is calling me?

I opened my eyes, and the flash of tears disappeared in an instant.

Thousands of regrets, have to do it.

Looking up, looking at his face like the dawn of spring, I smiled slightly and stroked his hair slowly.

Follow the satin-like hair, from bottom to top, like stroking the strings of a famous piano in the world, carefully, trying to caress his knot.

The moment your fingertips will touch.

He let me go suddenly.

He let go of his arms, leaned back, and sat down on the bed. We sat opposite each other, shrouded in each other's eyes.

After a while, he suddenly turned his face away, and when he turned back to face me after a while, he was already smiling as before.

But no matter how difficult it is to smile like a spring breeze on weekdays.

In that smile, there are loneliness, sadness, self-mockery, sarcasm, all kinds of complex emotions, but there is no trace of drunkenness or laughter.

I don't avoid such gazes and smiles, because I think my expression must be similar to his.

Enduring the twisting heartache, I quietly got out of bed and brushed against his shoulder, but he remained motionless.

I pushed open the door of his room, went to the outside room, kicked open the door of the main room again, the door panel was hit to both sides and opened to the end, hit the wall, and then bounced back.

I went to the courtyard.

The yard was full of snow, and Ayou once said that he wanted to shovel it up, but I stopped him. I like the smooth and clean snow that has never been trampled by anyone.

It looks like a good quilt, thick and soft.

I lay down slowly and fell into the quilt.

On New Year's Eve, I wrapped myself in a thick quilt and spent it on the kang.With a red nose that was blocked due to a cold, he took the soup that Ayu brought.

The consequence of being covered with snow that night was that I caught a cold and caught a cold. Although I didn't sleep for a while and was carried back to the room by Ayou who rushed out, it may be because of internal and external difficulties and mental turmoil that I fell ill easily.

Ayou waited on Tangyao, and never mentioned what happened that night, and I was happy to play dumb.

Even though I was still ill and somewhat ruined the joy of the New Year, Ayou still busily prepared a lot and set up a table full of kang tables. After I took a bite, I praised: "Your cooking skills don't seem to have stopped. Next, I thought I was in charge of the cooking this month, and you forgot how to cook again."

He said: "There are many things that are not so easy to forget. Let alone a month, if you put it away for a lifetime, you may still remember it in the next life."

I buried my head in the food and said, "A good memory may not necessarily be a good thing."

He laughed and said, "Some people don't have a good memory, but they have a strong will. Even if they forget, they still have the ability to keep their past memories from being erased."

I kept stretching out my chopsticks to pick up vegetables, "Such a person is actually very interesting."

"Yes," he nodded with sympathy, "stupid enough, but I believe there must be people more stupid than her in this world."

I stopped eating, raised my head and gave him a gentle smile, and said: "What are you talking about, I'm drunk now, come on, I'll do it first as a respect."

The sound of the wine glass being tapped, resounding in the warm and quiet cabin, the sound is crisp and clank.

I closed my eyes, and heard the call from nowhere again, which seemed real and illusory.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw him looking at me with clear eyes.

Raise your glasses, look at each other and smile, the New Year's Eve of the second year of Jianwen quietly passed by in the flowing eyes.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, watch the lanterns.

I got up early in the morning, cleaned the yard, and even tidied up the pigeon coop. I packed everything up early and waited to go out at night.

In the evening, Cui Cui invited me together, and when he packed up and went out, Ayou suddenly came out of his room, and said with a smile: "You don't take me with you when you go to play, Susu, you are really partial."

As soon as I saw him dressed up, I was startled, opened my eyes wide, and said: "You, you, you... where did you find it?"

He was wearing the padded gown I had made, blue silk fine cloth, the length was not good enough, but the stitches were really embarrassing, I looked left and right after I made it, I really couldn't bear to use such clumsy skills to tarnish his good looks, So he hid it, but now he turned it out, and he got on his body majestically.

I stroked my forehead with my hand and sighed: "God, let a thunder strike me to death."

Cui Cui, who widened her eyes, nodded in sympathy: "I should kill you, look at what immoral things you have done."

But Ayou didn’t think so, and stood with a smile on his face, not caring that the clothes humiliated his handsome young master’s wind spirit. I persuaded him a few words and he only listened with a smile, but he didn’t listen at all. Cuicui went out together.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, pine sheds were erected, colorful mantles were decorated, and colored lanterns were hung. Along the way, both urban and rural areas were decorated with lanterns and festoons, shining brightly. The shopkeepers are all competing for odds and victories, showing different colors and patterns. Palace lanterns, skirt lanterns, lion lanterns, dragon lanterns, barrel lanterns, eaves lanterns, and Taoist lanterns in various temples and Taoist temples are made of silk, yarn, bright corners, wheat straw, and grass. The Buddha lamps and water lamps are also illuminated one by one, and the music and songs are everywhere, and the dancers and dancers are dancing, splendid and splendid, and radiant.

(End of this chapter)