Chapter 35

He was wearing a black shirt with vertical stripes, and a pair of black trousers. His slender figure seemed to be walking from the straight horizon, and even the sky and the earth lost their color.

Mo Xiaobei was stunned, and ran out of the flowers with a smile on his face. His skirt was flying, stained with a little faint purple, and it became more and more hazy under the misty sunlight.

"are you tired."

Mo Xiaobei ran to him, glanced behind him with his hands behind his back, but couldn't find the suitcase, and asked in surprise, "Why don't you have any luggage?"

Tianyu Yuchen glanced at her indifferently and didn't speak. He took her hand naturally and asked, "Are you still used to living here?"

Mo Xiaobei looked at the gripped hand, and carefully tugged it, but he didn't notice it. He lowered his head and raised his eyebrows to look at her, and asked again: "Why, aren't you used to it?"

Mo Xiaobei frowned sullenly and replied, "I'm used to it."

He nodded and stopped talking.

Mo Xiaobei twitched again awkwardly, raised his eyes and saw him walking forward with a blank face, hummed and had to give up.

Life is as simple as a vacation.

At the door of the hotel, I met a compatriot from the motherland who I was familiar with. The woman held the man's arm and whispered affectionately. When she saw Tianyu Yuchen beside Mo Xiaobei, she blinked narrowly at her: "Has your boyfriend arrived?"

Mo Xiaobei was stunned, and hurriedly tugged on his hand, explaining while tugging: "It's not..."

From the woman's point of view, Mo Xiaobei's actions were trying to hide the truth, he pulled the man and smiled while saying, "What's there to be embarrassed about."

Tianyu Yuchen suddenly laughed, nodded to the two people as a greeting, and pulled Mo Xiaobei into the hotel.

A woman's surprised low voice came from behind: "That person looks familiar..."

Tianyu Yuchen walked into the room familiarly, then let go of her hand, bent down to pick up the plush toy that was still on the ground, and raised his eyebrows to look at her, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Mo Xiaobei glared at him, turned around and poured water for him, she watched intently, and casually asked, "Where do you live at night?"

Tianyu Yuchen sat on the futon and looked at her, and smiled lazily: "Naturally, I live here."

The water in the kettle suddenly deviated from the track and splashed out. Mo Xiaobei looked up at him and refused without thinking: "No."

He said nothing, turned his head to look out the window, and said unhurriedly: "I solved the trouble for you."

Mo Xiaobei's hand froze suddenly, and he put the water heavily in front of him, gnashing his teeth a bit: "Uncle, you can't use your advantage to blackmail me."

He raised his eyebrows: "This world is originally a world where the weak prey on the strong."

Mo Xiaobei looked up at him suddenly, and laughed: "You are so pessimistic, okay, I'll take you in."

Tianyu Yuchen nodded calmly: "Thank you."

Mo Xiaobei smiled brighter and brighter: "No thanks."

It seems to be a peace and leisure that has never been experienced before.

In the evening, the two of them sat on the floor together and watched the purple sunset outside the window, where patches of lavender met the sky, and large clouds gathered to the end of the sky, and then disappeared into the horizon.

The purple halo cast a hazy romance on the faces of the two of them.

Mo Xiaobei happily lay down on the floor, looked at the slowly rising stars, squinted his eyes and murmured: "Do you know the flower language of lavender?"

Tianyu Yuchen looked down at her, her long eyelashes curled up, thick like slightly trembling butterfly wings, her fair face was quiet and quiet, her heart softened suddenly, her lips curled slightly, and her tone became cautious :"not sure what it is?"

"Waiting for the miracle of love, you don't even know this." She pursed her lips and laughed blackly.

He nodded: "And then?"

She was startled, and her eyes were a little confused: "I don't know, is there such a miracle..."

If a person goes to another world, will miracles still happen...

Like the clouds that can never be touched in the sky, they can only be longed for from afar, but they are out of reach...

Tianyu Yuchen turned his head and looked into the distance, his deep eyes were softened by the halo from the window, after a while, he curled his lips firmly: "Yes."

But Mo Xiaobei murmured indistinctly from behind: "Also, thank you for being so considerate to my family, let's terminate that contract as soon as possible, so that you can find your other half earlier, otherwise, my aunt will blame me to death of."

His figure froze suddenly, and when he turned his head, she was already asleep, and the sound of even and slight breathing came faintly, peacefully and peacefully.

With a low sigh, he stood up and carried her into the house. The wind blew the wide curtains beside the French windows, and a slight stream of light was drawn in the night.

He carefully put her into the quilt, carefully covered her with a thin quilt, looked at her for a long time, finally couldn't help it, and leaned over to kiss her...

(End of this chapter)

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