I'd love to live next door to you

In the doubts of Han jingnian, Xia goodnight suddenly opened his mouth: "374375376..."

As the numbers murmured out of her mouth, she wrote one after another "positive" words between her fingers.

“405，406，407……” She's still writing.

Han jingnian looks at the time on the wall. It's two o'clock in the morning. He squats down and gently pulls her arm: "sleeping..."

She ignored him, her fingers moving fast on the wall.

He didn't know how many "positive" words she wrote, but when he heard another "500" in her mouth, he said again: "good night, it's late, we're sleeping..."

As he said this, he shook her writing hand on the wall and tried to hold her up.

As a result, before he put his hand around his waist, she violently pushed him away, then moved to the wall, and continued to lift the handwritten "Zheng" character: "530531532..."

Han didn't interrupt her for years, and he was squatting in the corner with her.

It's very quiet in the room. Occasionally, she spits out a counting sound from her mouth, "594595596..."

The 597th word "Zheng", she wrote only three times, and then stopped.

Then she stared at the place where her fingertips were fixed. After a long time, she moved her lips. Her tone was very light and light: "so, there are so many orthographies..."

Han jingnian didn't know what she meant, "hmm?" One.

As if she didn't hear his voice, she still stared at the wall. After a long time, she said, "I won't let the first thousand characters appear..."

"What's the one thousand?"

Immersed in my own thoughts, I turned a deaf ear, "but I don't know if I can make it to the 999th word."

Good night in the summer after saying this, I fell down beside myself.

Han jingnian reaches out his hand and catches her in time. She embraces his arm as if she has found a very secure dependence, nests in his arms and closes her eyes.

Her light and regular breathing was sprinkled on his arm to let him know that she was asleep.

He carefully picked her up and put her on the bed. When he covered her with quilt, he heard her voice with some intoxication, and suddenly whispered, "I'm not a robot..."

“…… But even if I am a robot, I will have the day of scrapping I think I'm going to give up the newspaper... "

He did not know what she meant, but what she said made him feel sad.

He did not move, so to maintain the action of covering her, head down quietly staring at her.

He could hear her heartbeat in the quiet room.

He looked at her sleeping face without blinking, and suddenly realized that he seemed to sink deeper into her than he imagined.

On his birthday, when he and she were trapped in the dark room, he thought he only cared about her, but today he found out that he was hurting her and was happy with her It's like that: I don't know where to start, go deep.

After seeing summer's good night for a long time, Han finally blinked his eyelids and attached himself slightly. He kissed the girl on the forehead. When his lips left her skin, he paused for a moment, and a very light voice came out of his mouth: "welcome."

Welcome to my heart.

[the author said]: up to now, the story has made at least one-third of the story. From Han jingnian's indifference to attention, to jealousy, impatience, uneasiness, and now to recognize his heart, the emotional play is completely opened ~ ~ ~

the rhythm of this book is really not slow, and there are many stories, which are different from the stories I wrote before, No It's just limited to the entanglement between the male and female owners, as well as the friendship (youman and goodnight), family (jingnian and Zhijin) and brotherhood (jingnian and Zhangcheng) that I want to write.

But after all, it's a romance novel. It's impossible for the first chapter to start. The second chapter is about love. Isn't it interesting to watch it?