After Ning Ziqian wiped his hair for Xia Meng, he turned to clean up a picture of a bed scattered and put it back to the envelope, but did not know how to deal with it. Honestly, he didn’t really want to see these photos again, let alone
Xia Mengying saw that when they looked at it, both of them felt blocked.
"We go outside."
Xia Mengling took a envelope in Ning Ziqian's hands and pointed at the living room. She left the room in front of her foot, and Ning Ziqian followed her.
Xia Mengyu turned on the lights of the living room, threw the envelope in her hand on the coffee table, and went to the living room. After a while, she had a large steel face plate in her hand. Her other hand held a lighter.
"Ning Ziqian, can these things be burned?"
Xia Mengling was this move, and she was in the heart of Ning Zi, especially her active doing this. Ning Ziqian was more assured and felt happy.
"Don't you burn the house?"
Xia Mengling deliberately lowered his voice, and the living room that was not very spacious when he looked at it. He was very worried.
Ning Ziqian picked up the photo on the table, pulled Xia Mengying's hand and left the room together, and then squatted down on the corridor of the elevator.
Xia Mengliang put down the iron -quality face, and then poured the photo together with the envelope. He took the envelope and lit it with a lighter. The photos were paper and plastic, and it quickly ignited.
Xia Mengyu looked at the fire in the plate. The fire was not very large. She turned her head and looked up at Ning Ziqian who was on the side of the wall.
Body, deep eyes, full of indulgence.
"Ning Ziqian, no matter what happened in the future, if it involves Ye Shiqian, I hope that you can always stand on my side, just like I trust you, you must believe me without reservation.
"
Xia Meng turned around and looked at Ning Ziqian and said seriously.
She does not think that Ye Shiqian, who designed these things, will stop. She will not be willing to be willing. Yan Siming estimates that she will not be willing. She and Ning Ziqian may have a long way to go.
Ning Ziqian is her motivation to ignore everything. If he doubts herself, or stands on the side of the pair, she is worried that she will not persist, but she is very clear in her heart. No matter what happens, she should be
I am not very willing to let go of this relationship.
No matter how strange she is, but she is still scared. Whether it was previous Yan Siming or Ye Shiqian, these two people made her deeply embarrassed. The more nostalgia, the more uneasy.
"I won't let you down."
Ning Ziqian moved in the direction of Xia Mengying, reached out and touched her cheek, and then took her in her arms.
Xia Mengyu didn't speak. At a distance, watching those ambiguous photos burned into ashes a little bit.
In this decision, she was completely temporarily intentionally. She hoped that Ning Ziqian and Ye Shiqian could be broken like those photos that burned into ashes.
What she will do is to do everything she can do. As long as her heart is unchanged, Ning Ziqian's love for her remains unchanged, and others can't dismantle them.
The fire in the disk was all extinguished, Ning Ziqian returned to the house and packed the bottle of water. On the red ashes of the burned red, only the sound of the scoop was heard, and the fire in the disk was extinguished.
"Go sleep."
Xia Mengling smiled like a child, and she liked to do such a slightly naive thing with Ning Ziqian and her, which would make her have a sense of satisfaction that she could not help
happiness.
Determine that he would not get angry, Xia Mengling brought the east -west back to the house. Thinking that it was too early, he got up and sorted out tomorrow.
When I arrived in the room, I yawned.
"Sleepy."
Xia Mengying blinked his sleepy eyes, fell into the bed, then drilled into the bed, and when he got into the quilt, Xia Mengling was still thinking, letting Ning Ziqian hug himself upstairs to think about him and think of him.
It was too tired to rush from City B to City B, but was grinded by myself.
Xia Mengying, you really have enough toss.
Ning Ziqian smiled and turned off a few headlights. He lay down beside Xia Mengying, and habitually hugged Xia Mengling in his arms.
When I took into my arms, I whispered, "Sleep, I just hold you."
Xia Mengyun smelled the familiar atmosphere of Ning Ziqian's body. He came down and responded, closed his eyes, Ning Ziqian was tired of sitting on a plane.
These photos, Xia Mengying was not tired of this day, all tangled all day, and they were very tired. After a while, they fell asleep.
Ning Ziqian reached out, gently sorted out the hair posted on his face. With the light light in the room, you can see Xia Mengyi's side face, fair and delicate, without flaws.
In the quiet night, the sound of Xia Mengying's breathing was almost left quietly, gentle and quiet, and even with his heart, his heart became calm.
Ning Ziqian hooked his lips, bowed his head, and kissed gentle kiss in Xia Mengying's heart, "Good night."
He said lightly, and then closed his eyes.
In the quiet night, the two of them were gradually synthesizing, evenly, and the moonlight came in outside the window. The two people sprinkled on the bed embracing the sleep.
The quietness of the room, the warm and beautiful beauty.
****
In the early morning of the next day, Xia Mengfeng was sleeping in the arms of Ning Ziqian.
She slept late last night, and her eyelids seemed to have a lot of money, and they couldn't open it. The people who were holding herself next to her seemed to move. The bed was empty.
The gap, and then the world suddenly quietly, no one disturbed, she fell asleep, and after a while, she suddenly thought of something, opened her eyes suddenly, turned slightly, just saw it wrapped around
Ning Ziqian standing at the door, outside the door, he could see a head that came in. Xia Mengying's sleepiness was gone.
Liang Yufei watched the tall figure appearing at the door, was taken aback, her mouth was slightly open, and it took a long time to slow down.
She was drunk last night and slept very early. When I got up in the morning, I saw the black stuff on the iron plate at the door.
I knocked on Xia Mengying's door early. I thought it was Ning Ziqian who opened the door.
"You continue, I won't bother."
Liang Yufei smiled awkwardly, and did not wait for Xia Meng to linger to the ground, and she turned her to leave quite consciously.