Love, from sunset to sunrise, from night to dusk, from cardamom to ejaculation.
——
The next morning, it was cloudy.
The man slowly woke up in bed.
The woman's vague voice was not awake: "Fu Yanye, you were drunk last night."
Fu Yanye frowned slightly, and a sound suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Fu Yanye, you got drunk last night."
He slowly opened his eyes and saw clearly the person lying beside him. The face in his eyes suddenly overlapped with a tender face.
"Brother Ye, you've drunk."
"Fu Yanye?Fu Yanye?"
"No big or small."
These four words came out of his mouth inadvertently.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, he looked at him dullly, and even forgot to breathe.
Fu Yanye moved, raised his hand and stroked her side face, "Who promised you to call me my name so much?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian couldn't speak, just stared at him blankly.
His hands were warm and dry, and stroked her cheeks through the edge of her ears and finally fell on her earlobe.
Fu Yanye.
Her throat was about to call out his name again.
But in the end, I just looked at him so foolishly, unable to take my eyes open.
Nothing like this, this sentence.
Who promises you to call me my name like this?
Zhuo Jian was nervous. Was he back?
Early in the morning, the sky was cloudy.
Is it a dream or a real thing?
She couldn't help but raise her hand to touch his face, her voice hoarse and weak, "Fu, Yanye."
Fu Yanye looked at her nervous and unconcealed excitement and expectation, but a cool breeze filled her heart.
"I didn't remember."
He told.
Patient.
Ruthless.
Zhuo Jian's hand, which touched his face, slowly fell down.
But Fu Yanye held her hand and put her hand on his face again: "I miss that person?"
Zhuo Jian wants to scold herself for being crazy.
Why do you want to cry?
But my eyes were already warm, and tears could no longer be stretched out.
Miss that person?
Isn't that person him?
What does she want?
Didn't he always be there?
"I want to say I'm jealous, do you believe it?"
“…”
"Even if the person you think of is me, that person is different from me."
Fu Yanye explained.
Zhuo Jian held his breath and his breathing was hot.
"You are all the same, domineering, strong, and unreasonable."
"But you miss him more than you miss me."
"That……"
"Zhuo Jian, I really drank too much last night."
He suddenly blocked her mouth, sucked her lips hard for a few times before pressing against her forehead, clasping the back of her head, and saying this to her.
He really drank too much last night.
"Um."
She choked, she knew.
Fu Yanye pressed the back of her head, making her forehead close to his. After a few seconds, she couldn't help but kiss her lips. This time, she didn't know how to stop.
Go down.
It was not until she was about to breathe that he slowed down reluctantly, but murmured as she was about to adjust her rest: "What did I say or asked last night?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's mind banged.
He last night...
I just kept asking her if she loves him or not.
“Is there any?”
He asked again, insisting.
"No, no."
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and did not dare to breathe, for fear that something was wrong would arouse his suspicion.
"I thought I would ask."
"Ask, what?"
"Ask you, do you love me?"
Fu Yanye breathed and tangled her, and the words were finally gentle and gentle, and they were conveyed to her ears.
"You haven't sobered up yet?"
"Um?"
Fu Yanye questioned.
"How about you go and take a shower first."
Zhuo Jian reminds.
"I remember I went to take a shower last night?"
His voice was low and charming, but...
Isn't he drunk?
Remember to take a shower by yourself last night?
Then, would he not remember what he asked her?
Zhuo Jian wanted to look up at him, but his thin lips soon kissed her again.
I don't seem to be discussing with her more.
But this is fine, Zhuo Jian thought in his heart, at least he didn't have to answer whether he loves him or not.
This is not suitable for responding now.
——
On New Year’s Eve, every household is basically reunited.
However, Zhong Mai lived in his mother's house.
Before the clock rang, the Zhong family welcomed a steady and handsome son-in-law in a suit and tie.
"Son-in-law is here, son-in-law is here."
The aunt said hello to Yan Zheng for the first time, and the second time she said to him.
Obviously, everyone was talking about him.
But when he really came, everyone was also surprised.
Logically speaking, on such days, it is impossible for a big family like the Yan family to be solemn.
"My parents, happy new year, I'll wish you a happy new year."
Yan solemnly put down the gift, greeted them, and then looked at his cell phone.
Although Zhong's father is also a person with a very good figure. He looks only in his fifties, but in his sixties. When he saw him, he nodded, smiled tactfully, and said, "Go up, in your own
What about the room."
Yan Zheng didn't expect to get permission so quickly, so he bowed gratefully: "Thank you, my father-in-law."
Seeing Yan Zheng running upstairs with his long legs, Zhong's mother said to Zhong's father while pinching dumplings: "You are spoiled by your daughter."
"From the future, our son-in-law is used to it."
Zhong's father was proud and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
As for girls, they are just a little favored by their parents.
It made her feel sorry for her in business marriage.
Fortunately, the couple had a relationship.
Zhong Mai stood at the window, holding his cell phone, looking out the window, and she didn't know how many times she had looked at the cell phone.
Too many people sent her New Year's greetings.
But that person didn't even have a phone call.
My parents-in-law called in advance and asked her tactfully if she wanted to go back.
But this year was the first year that the child left, and the atmosphere in the Yan family was not happy.
She doesn't want to be in that environment.
She thought it would be better for her own family.
The door was knocked from outside twice. As soon as she turned around, a familiar figure walked in. Her heart was gone and she just looked in that direction.
She thought that Zhong Mai would be unruly all her life and would not worry about it.
However, at the end of this year, she was actually looking forward to welcome the arrival of the New Year with him.
And he really came.
"I'm not late yet?"
He stood at the door, gentlemanly and polite, and the restraint in his eyes was even more heartbreaking.
Zhong Mai choked quietly and looked outside again.
The water in her eyes was reflected on the windows.
Yan Zheng gently closed the door and walked towards her, "Don't you want to see me?"
Don't want to see him?
Every time I parted, I longed for him to appear in front of her suddenly, and then I was confused with her.
How could she not want to see him?
Before him, she never thought that she wanted to meet a man so much.
"I really don't want to see me?"
Stern is not as easy as in the business world.
"no."
Zhong Mai didn't dare to look at him, and didn't want him to see his soft side.
Because when I looked up at him, I found that love is uncontrollable.
She was trapped in.
Yes, at that moment, their eyes were looking at each other in the glass curtain.
There was a voice in her heart: "It's over, Zhong Mai, you're really done."