I Really Like That Guy!

After making up his mind, A Luo and Ning Xuan left the room. The others had already taken a rest. The two quietly stepped down the stairs and walked out the door in the dark night.

The ground lights are on in the garden outside the house, the lights are dim, hidden in the flowers, and the tiny insects are flying around the light, which has a unique artistic conception.

When he came to the small building, a border shepherd raised by the security guard who lived here should have found two people. It was chained to the door of the house. It was lying on the ground, and suddenly stood up and made a "woo".

A Luo passed by, raised his hand and touched its head, and said in a low voice, "Da Hei, don't scream, it's me."

The dog "wooed" again, wagged its tail, and fell down again.

A Luo smiled and took Ning Xuan's arm, and said softly to him, "Da Hei remembers us."

Ning Xuan gave a low "um". When A Luo was still living at home, he liked to lead the dog for a walk in the community. Of course Da Hei remembered her.

Standing in front of the house, Ning Xuan took out the key to open the door, and then turned on the light. The empty and shabby living room appeared in front of the two of them.

There is a wooden sofa, a wooden coffee table, and a Baxian table for eating in the hall.

This room is not big, but because all the daily necessities have been taken away, only the empty furniture is left, and it has lost the atmosphere of human habitation, so it looks a bit cold and empty.

A Luo was not curious about this place, he raised his feet and went straight to Ning Xuan's bedroom.

Pushing open the mottled wooden door, what came into view was a cramped small room that could only fit two double beds.

There is only one window in the room, behind the window is a desk, and on the other side is a bed with a small cabinet beside the bed, and nothing else.

The bed was covered with a dust cloth, and the table top was covered with dust. A Luo swept around and turned to ask Ning Xuan, "Can I open the drawer?"

Ning Xuan: "Yes."

A Luo immediately ran to the desk unceremoniously, and opened the two drawers below. There were some textbooks and some notebooks stacked in the drawers, which were all supplies for Ning Xuan when he was studying.

Uncle Ning really didn't touch his things. These books were kept here, and nothing was lost.

A Luo opened the two upper drawers and the two lower cabinets, and saw nothing but books.

She didn't give up, flipped it back and forth twice, and picked out two random books and shook it, but she didn't find any "surprise".

A Luo put his hands on his hips, raised his cheeks and looked at Ning Xuan: "Husband, are all your things here?"

Her name for him always changes after a while. Usually, when she asks for him, or when she acts like a spoiled child, she calls him her husband. If it's normal, I'd better call Brother Ning Xuan a little more.

Ning Xuan sat calmly in the chair and kept watching her "hunting for treasure" over there. He heard the words and said calmly, "Yes."

A Luo didn't believe what he said, she rolled her eyes, walked over with her waist twisted, sat down on the man's lap, wrapped her soft arms around his neck, and leaned in front of him to exhale.

"Husband, are you telling the truth?"

Ning Xuan raised his chin slightly, stared at the little woman with deep eyes, frowned slightly, and seemed to be struggling.

A Luo started the act of coquettishness, leaned over to kiss him, kissed him and said "tell me".

Ning Xuan raised his hand and pressed her slender waist with his fiery palm. When A Luo kissed her again, he did not hesitate to greet her.

"Wife, quietly tell you, his little secrets are hidden in the box under the bed~" The vague voice disappeared from the lips they touched.

Arlo reacted immediately, the sub-personality should have run out again.

That guy always spared no effort to expose the main character, Ning Xuan's hidden thoughts for many years, his little secrets, as long as he knew, all of them were told to A Luo without reservation.

A Luo was in a good mood, gave him a lingering kiss, and finally pushed him away when he couldn't breathe.

The man's thin lips turned bright red, and there was a hint of contentment on his face. Before A Luo could speak, he hooked his lips and smiled: "Wife, that guy is angry, I'll go first, I'll see you next time~ "

After saying these words, he went offline in a second, and Ning Xuanjunmei's face showed a blank sluggishness, which is what will appear when the personality changes.

A Luo glanced at him, and without waiting for the main character to come out, he immediately ran to the side of the bed, leaned over and pulled out a wooden box from the bottom of the bed.

This wooden box is obviously a few years old, and the red paint on it has fallen off a lot. When Arlo looked closely, he found that it still had a lock hanging on it.

Wow, what a secret treasure, even locked up.

Just as he was about to ask Ning Xuan, someone crouched down beside him. He raised his hand to take the box and found the smallest one from his keychain.

Seeing the lock unlocked and glancing at the man's handsome profile, Arlo still asked meaninglessly, "Can I see what's inside?"

Ning Xuan was silent for a moment, just when Arlo thought he would refuse, he nodded slowly.

"Look...after all, it's your thing," he said.

Seeing his expression, Arlo became more curious. She opened the wooden box, and suddenly a box of items broke into her eyes.

An old doll rabbit, a watch that has stopped, a wooden comb that is broken in half, a plastic drinking glass with small broken flowers, a folded sun umbrella with a lace trim, a pen cap on top pen with a small flower.

Putting these bits and pieces together, they are all used old objects. As soon as he saw them, countless memories flashed in front of Arlo's eyes.

"This rabbit, I remember when I was eight years old, I accidentally spilled a drink on it, and I threw it in the trash..."

"I went to the trash to pick it up and washed it."

"I put this watch in my pocket and forgot to take it out. It was damaged by the washing machine. You also picked it up from the trash can?"

"……Ok."

"And this comb, I accidentally fell off the windowsill and broke, so I didn't bother to pick it up..."

"I saw it, I went down."

"Did this pen fall with you when we were doing homework together?"

"Yes."

Probably a broken jar, Ning Xuanyi should confess to Arlo's question and answer any questions he has.

He remembered the origin of everything in this box, and some Arlo had forgotten, but with him, those memories never seemed to fade away.

After rummaging through the box, Arlo's throat was a little blocked. She looked up at him and couldn't help but say, "You guy, really..."

The man looked back at her silently, his eyes were quiet, as if a thousand words were hidden.

A Luo pursed his lips, suddenly raised his hand to pounce on him, slammed into his arms, and threw Ning Xuan to the ground.

She hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "Husband, let's sleep here tonight, okay?"

In this place that carries his entire youth, she will tell him with practical actions that she has always belonged to him, whether it is the past, the present, or the further future.

They will be unique to each other and forever irreplaceable.

Ning Xuan picked her up, with one arm around his little wife who would not let go, and with the other hand he pulled the dustproof cloth on the bed. Under the dustproof cloth, there were well-laid sheets and bedding.

The man replied hoarsely: "Okay."

The double bed is a little small, and it is a little old, so you can't make too much movement when you sleep, otherwise it will creak.

Alo snuggled in his powerful arms, like a vine in the jungle, growing around a big tree.

The silent night, accompanied by the sound of insects in the dark, witnessed by the old days in this room, the two were close to each other until they died.

The next day, Arlo and Ning Xuan drove home after lunch.

As for why they went to sleep in Ning Xuan's old house last night, and woke up so late, the old people in the family didn't ask anything, they just smiled lovingly, and several supplements were specially placed on the dining table.

Mother Ding stared at A Luo's belly from time to time, smiling brightly, as if the little grandchild she wanted had already landed in her mother's belly.

A Luo was embarrassed to be seen, but Ning Xuan was extremely calm, and could not see the slightest shyness.

This man has always been like this, no matter what he does, he always looks calm and calm, and he can keep his face expressionless in any situation.

A Luo once doubted whether he had facial paralysis, but later came out with a sub-personality, which broke her conjecture.

It was the car driven by Ning Xuan who went back. Arlo was tossing around in the middle of the night last night. He was exhausted. After lunch, he was even more sleepy. When he got in the car, he closed his eyes and became drowsy.

It took almost an hour to drive from the suburbs to the city center. Arlo leaned his head on the back of his chair and said lazily, "Husband, call me when you get home."

Ning Xuan lowered her seat, and her always cold tone became soft and low: "Go to sleep."

The car drove smoothly, Ning Xuan was not driving fast, the performance of the car was even better, there was hardly any bumps, and Arlo soon fell asleep with the slight vibration.

Half an hour later, just as she was falling asleep, there was a sudden sound of braking, accompanied by a strong sense of shaking.

A Luo woke up suddenly, and before she could regain her senses, she saw the man in the driver's seat rush towards her quickly. The usual calm faded from his face, as if a mirror had been shattered. In his dark eyes, there was intense panic and fear.

He slammed her into the seat, covering her whole body.

The vehicle went towards the green belt in a violent collision. Through the broken window, Arlo saw the right rear of the vehicle, a large truck out of control and rushing towards this side.

Between the lightning and flint, a line of text appeared in Arlo's mind.

Ning Xuan's wife died in a car accident at the age of twenty-six. Since then, Ning Xuan's temperament has changed drastically, and his whole person is moody and uncertain.

Is this fate, or is it a catastrophe that she must endure?

No, not the same. This time, there is Ning Xuan.

Arlo could see that the truck should have hit the passenger seat directly, but Ning Xuan should have turned the steering wheel in time, and finally it hit the rear compartment.

And, he pounced.

Just like saving the heroine in the text, he rushed to save her.

There was another violent impact, the car overturned in the green belt, and Arlo was strangled by the seat belt, and his whole body was in pain. But her thinking was still clear, and she could feel that she had only suffered minor injuries, no fractures or internal bleeding.

The man was lying on top of her, and a warm liquid flowed down from nowhere and dripped on her arm.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you'll be fine," he said softly.

She'll be fine, what about him?