The soft bed did not soothe Arya's desolate soul. The ticking of the Mickey alarm clock on the bedside table was annoying. She sat up from the bed boredly, and her fluffy hair made Arya's eyes even more hollow. She stepped on the soft carpet with her bare feet,
The fine fur caresses the soles of your feet. Looking around, your eyes fall on the oak bookshelf adjacent to the door. The natural wood grain and the height of the ceiling are magnificent.
Suddenly something occurred to her. Arya moved the herringbone ladder that matched the bookcase and climbed up. She took out a half-hand-thick photo album from a cabinet near the corner. She sat back on the bed and gently stroked it.
The album cover on her lap, with its cute painting style, reminded her of her past when she was also a girl who dreamed of being a princess.
I missed the past for a while, and flipped through it to look at the sealed photos of my past. There were memories of when I was just born, the embarrassment of falling when I was learning to walk, the playfulness of running in the wind while wearing my favorite little skirt. There were also photos of being slapped on the palm when I made a mistake.
Scared, there is the joy of the whole family celebrating his birthday, and the high spirits of youth. Each photo is a microcosm of a period. Arya saw it on the next page
An embarrassing photo of herself as a child. In the photo, she was flying from a swing to a puddle not far away. Her immature face was full of fear, and her hands and feet were thrashing around like a little tortoise. Next
As expected, it was a photo of Zhang lying in a puddle with her face covered in mud and crying sadly. She still remembered that her parents at that time were just laughing and had no intention of pulling her up quickly.
As the pages of the album were turned one by one, funny, shy or frightening memories flooded into her mind in an instant, and the curve of the corners of Arya's mouth became more and more upward. When she couldn't help but laugh, she noticed from the corner of her eye
A photo that slipped down at some point. I picked it up from the carpet, and the smile on my face faded little by little. The photo showed a little boy with blond hair and blue eyes standing under a tall oak tree, wearing a classic British-style suit.
Make him look just like the prince on the screen.
Arya's memories suddenly returned to when she was ten years old. At that time, she was very curious and became very interested in her father's camera. However, because of its high price, her father always treated the camera as a treasure.
Nursing Collection, I finally caught the opportunity one day in early summer.
"Arya, do you really not want to go?"
Arya's father, who was still young at the time, repeatedly asked his daughter if he wanted to go to the zoo together. In order to satisfy his curiosity, the young Arya resisted the impulse and once again rejected the parents' invitation.
"Then you go to Aunt Andel's house for lunch at noon, and we will say hello to her."
Arya, who finally saw the car disappearing at home, couldn't wait to run to her father's study and took the camera off the bookshelf. Nervousness and excitement suddenly filled her little body. After recalling the steps her father had done in the past, Xiao Ai
Lia went out excitedly. In her excitement, she took photos here and there. Although the quality of the photos was average, it still made people happy.
Arya unknowingly ran to a park not far from home. The sunshine on that day made the surrounding scenery much more vivid. There were big shady trees, colorful flowers, and groups of people in the center of the lake.
The ripples left by various water birds and even the white clouds of different shapes in the blue sky have become the subjects of photography.
Excessive exercise caused a slight sweat to appear on the tip of Arya's nose and forehead. Dots of brown freckles appeared cute on her red face. She was looking for a shade to rest and inadvertently saw Andel standing under an oak tree.
The sun shines through the jagged branches and falls on the young man's tall body, as if he came out of a fairy tale. It's like feeling.
Feeling someone approaching, the young Andel turned back to look at Arya who was standing not far away. After a moment of surprise, his green eyes showed full of joy. The lake behind him was not as sparkling as the young man's eyes at this moment.
The scenery here is stunning. Arya, who has quick eyes and quick hands, captured this beautiful scene, and her brave and passionate love in her youth sprouted from this.
Arya would feel flushed every time she looked at this masterpiece. A different kind of emotion from just treating him as a brother thrived in each meeting. Until she was fifteen years old, she could no longer hide her depression.
The girl bravely confessed her feelings one afternoon.
She specially chose a blue square-neck dress that day. The white embroidery on the neckline was very delicate. Her waist-length hair was braided into two braids and hung down on her chest. The shy and nervous girl lowered her head and clasped her fingers.
She dared to look up at the young man's clear eyes, but she was afraid of seeing rejection in them. Only the two of them existed in her world at the moment, and she could clearly hear her own heartbeat thundering in her ears.
Fortunately, the boy did not let down Arya's bravery, and responded enthusiastically after hearing the girl's confession. From then on, the two of them stayed together whenever they had time, and looked at each other with eyes as romantic as rose nectar.
Sweet, such simple and pure happiness lasted for three years.
"well."
Arya came back to her senses and reached out to touch the moist corners of her eyes. The boy in the photo was as stunning as a rose. It was the first time she saw the beauty in the sick Andel. Unfortunately, the past cannot be recalled, no matter how stunning it was.
The unparalleled existence will eventually disappear in the long river of time. Just like myself now, I am obsessed with the past and can't let go, and I may let it go one day.
I looked at the photo in my hand with mixed emotions. I originally thought that I would be like a pangolin in the future, shrinking into an indestructible armor when something happened, watching the wind and clouds disperse, the sun rising and the moon setting, alone. Who knew that Andel would be there?
At this time, he reappeared in his life. He put the photo album back in the cabinet, blocked the starlight outside the window and fell asleep.
The early morning sunshine was soft and warm. After a good sleep, Arya was in a good mood. She stretched out lazily and got up from the bed. She habitually wanted to leave the bedroom in just her pajamas. The touch of the gold-plated door handle made her
Shocked to realize that this was not his own home, he secretly laughed at his confusion and turned back to change clothes.
"Good morning."
Arya's mother was busy preparing her daughter's favorite breakfast. Her husband was sitting in the sun with glasses and reading the morning newspaper. Both of them were surprised by this greeting and looked at Arya who had just come out of the bedroom.
"What's wrong? Is there anything strange?"
Arya lowered her head and looked at what she was wearing, black skull short-sleeves, brown casual shorts, and homely slippers, very normal clothes.
"Arya, have you finally decided to forgive us?"
Arya's mother had tears in her eyes, excited that her daughter's attitude was no longer as resistant to them as before.
"I'm going back."
After being stunned for a moment, Arya returned to her previous appearance, with an indifferent expression and a cold tone. As she spoke, she walked to the door to change her shoes.
"Let's go after breakfast."
Arya's father tried to persuade her to stay, but what she received was a ruthless sound of the door closing. Arya's hand that she wanted to use force was withdrawn at the last moment. And the reason why she was so eager to leave was because she didn't want to have too much contact with her parents.
In addition to getting along and communicating with each other, more importantly, I don’t want to meet
Andel, but she was still a step too late. The boy who had amazed her in her youth was standing not far from her home. The charm of Andel, who had faded away from his immaturity, was even more attractive. He stood there quietly with a bright smile, Ai
But Leah clearly felt the sadness radiating from him.
"Good morning, Arya."
Andel's voice was a little trembling, and the days when the two of them greeted each other at the same place seemed to have returned.
"Andel, I said I don't want to see you again."
Arya is tired of Andel's insistence.
Bored? Yes, bored. She couldn't find any other words to describe how she felt now.
A trace of sadness flashed in Andel's eyes. Although he was mentally prepared before deciding to come back, he was still so sad that he couldn't breathe freely in the face of her coldness.
"Arya, I have no other intention, I just want to give this to you."
After hearing this, Arya looked at Andel's hand. It was the brown bear she gave him. The red tie had been washed and faded. What did he mean? He abandoned her back then, and now he doesn't even want the things he gave him.
? Arya suddenly felt her heart congested.
"Since you don't want it anymore, just throw it away."
Stubbornly ignoring the feelings in her heart, Arya started the car and was about to leave. Andel chased after her and held her, a bit of nervousness and shyness appeared on his face.
"Arya, you misunderstood. There is something I want to give you here."
After saying that, he stuffed the doll into Arya's arms and stepped back, his eyes shining with anticipation.
"Oh!"
Arya smiled coldly and put the doll in her hand. This scene fell in Andel's eyes and made him feel happy. Arya still had feelings for her.
The motorcycle roared, leaving only the faint smell of gasoline and the handsome boy.
Chen Xiaonian, who originally just wanted to take a nap, opened her eyes and found that it was already dark outside. The warmth behind her made her panic dissipate.
"woke up?"
Lin Qi rubbed the back of his wife's neck, and Chen Xiaonian turned around carefully.
"Does the wound still hurt? Did I press it?"
In the darkness, each other's facial features could not be seen clearly, but the affection was felt more clearly. Lin Qi reached out to touch Chen Xiaonian's face, and touched the soft lips accurately.
"pain."
He wanted to say it didn't hurt, but he changed his words. Chen Xiaonian was dubious about his words. He stood up and was about to turn on the light to check, but Lin Qi pulled him down on top of him.
"As long as my wife lets me bully her, it won't hurt."
Chen Xiaonian smiled and said in a charming voice, "Okay."
Just as Lin Qi was about to make a move, he felt a familiar pain in his chest. Unexpectedly, this pain gradually turned into an electric current and flowed to somewhere in his body.
"Honey, if you bite me again, I'll be really rude."
Chen Xiaonian felt that the man's body was gradually changing, and he quickly relaxed after hearing these slightly perverted words.
"You're such a pervert!"
She blurted out without thinking. The next moment, the hand on her waist forcefully brought the two of them closer together, and her heavy and rapid breathing sprayed in her ears.
"Niannian, do you want to try it?"
Chen Xiaonian hurriedly got up, not forgetting to leave a slap mark on her man's chest. In the dim room, the man's wanton laughter echoed.