Lie down, my dear wife

Su Qingcheng took off a cherry blossom petal and put it on Zuo ruowei's lips.

"Blow it," he said.

Zuo ruowei blew.

The petals floated away from Su Qingcheng and fell to the ground.

"I used to spell love for you here with cherry blossoms." Su Qingcheng's voice was faint, but it had infinite beauty. "Remember?"

With the pleasant voice of Su Qingcheng, Zuo ruowei fell into meditation.

Obviously, she doesn't remember.

Zuo ruowei looked at Su Qingcheng's eyes again. His eyes were dark and deep. Looking at him, he felt that he had the whole world.

Through his eyes, she blinked slightly and remembered the midsummer of that year.

The wind blew the fallen cherry petals, and the servant was ready to sweep them away, but she found that these cherry blossoms were very beautiful and couldn't bear to sweep them away, so she brought Su Qingcheng here.

The young voice remembered: "brother Su Su, spell me a love."

Su Qingcheng was young, but he was too mature. He glanced at her coldly and said, "naive."

Zuo ruowei has listened to this line countless times, but she is still like a child without sugar.

"I don't care. I want love. Don't you like me?" Zuo ruowei pouted his lips and pulled Su Qingcheng's sleeve like a spoiled girl.

Finally, he gave her a love spell.

Thinking of these scenes, Zuo ruowei's head became clearer and clearer. She had been so sweet and in love. Why did she suddenly change, and why did she forget everything?

Zuo ruowei glanced at the petals and then sat on the swing in the yard.

The memory of this swing is a little confused, but when I sit on it, I still have a very familiar feeling.

That kind of shaky feeling is extremely comfortable. With the smell of cherry blossoms, there is a slight wind every time.

Zuo ruowei was swinging, and Su Qingcheng came behind her and held the swing.

"Pregnant, be careful, don't be rash," Su Qingcheng said.

Zuo ruowei was in a better mood when she was playing the swing, but Su Qingcheng's words were a bit disappointing and she was a little unhappy.

Zuo ruowei sipped his cherry lips and came down from the swing.

Su Qingcheng entered the house. It was still spotless.

"I'll have people clean here every week. I still keep it as it is. Nothing has been moved." Su Qingcheng said faintly.

Zuo ruowei sat on the sofa and felt a little tired. He was in a good mood today. The baby was healthy and slightly relieved with Su Qingcheng.

But as soon as I come here, many inexplicable memories will come up.

Su Qingcheng opened the screen and handed the handle to Zuo ruowei.

The opening animation of the game starts.

Su Qingcheng hooked his lips and said, "I used to play games with you. You're rubbish. You cheat every time you lose."

Zuo ruowei took the handle and the familiar feeling spread to his heart again. Listening to Su Qingcheng's words, he couldn't help retorting: "you're rubbish. I'm also very good at playing games, okay?"

Think of the past in foreign countries, there are countless time for recreation, but no one plays with her. The way to kill time is to play games.

"Then a game?" Su Qingcheng obviously wanted to have a game with Zuo ruowei.

In memory, Zuo ruowei didn't play this game, but she felt very familiar. She pursed her lips and looked at Su Qingcheng pitifully, "I'm hungry."

The baby is hungry, too.

Zuo ruowei is a foodie. After she is pregnant, she likes eating more.

"Let's live here tonight," said Su Qingcheng.

Zuo ruowei dropped the handle and knew that Su Qingcheng wanted to promote feelings with her, but he didn't retort, "OK."

"I'll cook for you?"

"OK."

Su Qingcheng had very few opportunities to go to the kitchen in person. After we were together, we only cooked three meals, and then the cold war broke out.

Zuo ruowei suddenly misses something made by Su Qingcheng.

There is no chicken soup or tonic here. Life is still very beautiful.

Zuo ruowei stood up and opened the refrigerator. He found everything in the refrigerator, including vegetables, fruits and a lot of cooked food.

She took out a box of yogurt and drank it quietly.

Su Qingcheng took some vegetables and made some nutritious recipes in the kitchen. Zuo ruowei sat on the sofa with his mobile phone in his arm and couldn't stop looking at the kitchen.

No one can understand her mood now.

I can't live without Su Qing City. I don't want to live without Su Qing City, but the things in recent years are like a mystery. I can't solve them anyway.

Zuo ruowei went upstairs and came to the bedroom before them. She stretched out her hand and touched the curtain. There seems to be a lot of memories in this bedroom.

Zuo ruowei felt a little sleepy and lay in bed and began to brush microblog.

The news on the Internet has begun to explode. Since Su Qingcheng came to the rescue site, the media of various websites have begun to send out manuscripts.

(unveiling the mysterious identity of the Su family's young grandmother --)

(Su Shao's hero saves the United States, and Xiao San puts in enough strength to press Muluo song)

(surprised! Su Shao's wife shows up and tears at Mu family's daughter)

Zuo ruowei looked at these titles and felt a little tired. She didn't click in and didn't even want to brush the microblog. She threw her cell phone aside and looked up at the glass ceiling, where she could see the twinkling stars.

In the dark, the stars are particularly beautiful, which can make Zuo ruowei think of beautiful things. The corners of her lips unconsciously bend up, and the impetuosity in her heart dissipates.

Twenty minutes later.

Su Qingcheng also came to the bedroom.

She pulled up the left Ruo Wei who was lying on the bed.

Zuo ruowei hangs lazily on Su Qingcheng. Although he has no stomach, he has gained weight.

"Go down to dinner," said Su Qingcheng.

Zuo ruowei gazed at the starry sky.

"Here you are clamoring to make glass, so you can see the starry sky when you look up." Su Qingcheng seems to think of some good memories when he sees Zuo ruowei staring at the starry sky. Zuo ruowei in his youth is very lovely. His heart is very simple. He has no other ideas and is fearless about anything.

Zuo ruowei was also surprised. He thought that he would think of this method if he listened to his willful.

It's better to ask more clearly about some things.

"I think of something," said Zuo ruowei, sitting on the bed with her head against Su Qingcheng's abdominal muscles.

"The original thing was not important, but now it is important." Su Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly. He was not sure how much Zuo ruowei thought of, and answered very wisely.

Zuo ruowei took a shallow breath, raised his watery eyes and stared at Su Qingcheng. He still asked this sentence: "what happened to us at the beginning, will let you leave me?"