Later, Cheng Yi can't remember how to leave the bathroom and how to get to bed.

In my memory, about this paragraph, it is full of aroma, fog and endless pink bubbles

Cheng Yi only felt that she didn't help Yang Xiao out, but she seemed to be helped out.

The clean bathrobes were delivered and neatly placed on the bed.

She dressed Yang Xiao and covered his slender and strong muscles.

In the face of such a beautiful body, it is a lie to say that you are clean in body and mind and have no evil thoughts.

The kiss began in the bathroom and spread to the warm quilt.

Yang Xiao's breath wrapped her.

The smell on his body, like a burnt out incense candle, sent out the last wisp of aroma, which was very strong.

Cheng Yi admits that his mind is blank at this moment.

She was convinced that she was not wronged because of the evaluation report.

She really wants this man.

"Then make it up to me..."

Yang Xiao's voice, like an auditory hallucination, appeared in the doldrums.

It is difficult to distinguish who compensates who.

Cheng Yi's incomplete heart, at this moment, got a great sense of satisfaction.

Every woman wants to be treated carefully.

Yang Xiao let her know that she is precious, a small animal that can curl up around someone, worthy of gentle caress and support.

She thinks love is a tiny spark, and Yang Xiao is a gentle wind.

At the moment when Mars was about to disappear, it met the wind. With a sound, Mars ignited a raging fire and lit up the dark life.

"Don't move. Your hand is still hurt. Let me..."

She said these words without shame.

Yang Xiao lay on his back, stretched out his hand and touched her shy cheek.

At this moment, he felt that he had died without regret.

This sentence can almost be regarded as one of the happiest words he has heard in his life.

I will do it by myself.

This can make how many men's blood boil, and how many men can hide spring water in their hearts.

He held back and shook his head.

"Don't..."

He didn't say this, but made his lips silently.

He couldn't bear to really say no.

I'm afraid even God will dislike him for being hypocritical.

Cheng Yi stared at him, just looking at him.

Look at the strong emotion in his eyes.

It was impossible to stop. It's not easy to stop on the brink.

With his hand down, he grasped Cheng Yi's hot palm and clasped his fingers.

"What's the matter with you?" Cheng Yi asked softly, lying on his side.

Yang Xiao buried her head in her hair.

"How can you do such a thing..." he sighed lightly: "it's mine, one day is mine, and it's mine all my life. What's my hurry..."

Cheng Yi was so moved that she couldn't speak.

"But..." she turned her face, touched Yang Xiao's face, touched his straight shoulder, and touched his good-looking shoulder socket: "won't it be uncomfortable?"

"That's my business, fool." Yang Xiao has a fire burning on his face. He hugs Cheng Yi, pulls up the quilt and tucks it in on Cheng Yi's shoulder: "I spit out the meat at the mouth. It's unreasonable. I may be punished..."

Cheng Yi put his face on his chest muscle and listened to his thunder like heartbeat.

"Then you still..." she complained.

"When my legs are ready, I will formally propose to you, solemnly and seriously, kneeling on one knee..." Yang Xiao said: "Cheng Yi, I regard you as a treasure. I don't want to be casual, nor can I be casual..."

I have to wait for my legs to kneel on one knee.

In Cheng Yi's heart, there are several fireworks tubes. At the same time, exquisite ribbons burst out.

Bang

It was a celebration that erupted from the depths of life.

"Just now you said, let me compensate you," she said dully.

In the dark quilt, she lowered her head slightly and could see Yang Xiao's reaction.

Can you hold it?

Won't you get sick.

"I can hold you like this and get close to you without estrangement. I'm satisfied to the greatest extent." Yang Xiao sighed.

Besides, I heard sweet words.

"Only this kind of thing, I don't want you to take care of me," he said softly.

It's clearly what I should try. How can you take care of me.

It's not like my legs won't heal.

It's not really disabled.

"It's my ridiculous self-esteem." he lowered his head, kissed Cheng Yi's forehead and asked softly, "can you understand?"

"Yes." Cheng Yi nods.

At this time, you can understand what you say to me.

Even if you say that the sun will come out from the west tomorrow, I believe it at this moment.

"Or..." Yang Xiao joked, "if you have to, I can't help it..."

Who has to, what

What a nuisance!

"What are you talking about?" Cheng Yi beat him angrily.

"Forehead!" Yang Xiao frowned with pain. He let go of Cheng Yi and covered his ribs.

"What's the matter? Am I hurting? Is it painful? I don't have much strength. What's the matter with you?"

Cheng Yi anxiously props up, holds his face and asks nervously.

"Hmm..." Yang Xiao nodded again and again: "I'm happy to faint. I need artificial respiration. Come on..."

Cheng Yi is ashamed and annoyed to know that he cheated her.

"I'm really dying, ah... I... I can't breathe..." Yang Xiaomei smiled and kept twitching.

Cheng Yi was so angry that he took his face and bit him on his thin lips.

"Even you can play tricks!" she said angrily, "I think your situation is too serious. Artificial respiration alone can't do it. You must have cardiopulmonary resuscitation and break several of your ribs."

She stretched out her hand and tickled Yang Xiao.

They laughed together. Yang Xiao held her and begged for mercy and rolled under the quilt.

"Cheng Yi..."

After a burst of frolic, the embarrassment disappeared.

Yang Xiao hugged Cheng Yi and patted her on the back, like coaxing a child.

He always shouted at her in such a loss that her heart was soft.

Cheng Yi is going to bed.

Vaguely, he said, "hmm?"

"Remember what you said last time, the operation to eliminate memory?" Yang Xiao asked softly.

"Remember..."

"If I could do it for you, would you?"

Cheng Yi pillowed in his arms and nodded without saying a word.

splendid.

If you can forget everything and start over, it is really rebirth.

Before Yang Xiao's following, she was so tired that she went to sleep.

Yang Xiao covered the quilt for her, touched her sleeping face, gently, like treating a newborn baby.

"What if I can do it for you..." he whispered, "no one can do it for me. Isn't the result the same..."

But if you forget everything, even each other, what's the point.

If the human brain, like a computer, can choose what to save and delete, that is the real perfect life.

I'm going back tomorrow.

Another bloody storm.

Although Yang Xiao is tired, he doesn't want to sleep in the past. He sleeps one more minute. Such tenderness will be one less minute.

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