At night, both children went to bed. Maybe it was because they had been playing all day long and their little bodies were exhausted. They all fell asleep before eight o'clock. Xiaochen even had to hold the little bear to sleep in his arms in the past.
The baby turned over and fell asleep without being hugged, and so did Yunhen. He fell asleep deeply without turning over the book on the bedside. When their shallow and even breathing sounded softly, Xi Haitang slowly
Closed the door to the children's room
In the living room, Gu Xijue was removing the back cover of the digital camera. He took out the memory card and inserted it into the card slot of his laptop. He moved the mouse lightly to import all the photos into the computer. The newly created folder was named "My Favorite"
"Family", although the name is very straightforward and even a bit corny, it is the truest thought in his heart.
Xi Haitang watched from a distance, and saw a lingering look on his expression.
Indeed, she was the same. The experience of taking her two children to Disneyland was so wonderful that she couldn’t bear to say it was over.
He seemed to suddenly remember something. He hurriedly rummaged through his computer bag, took out a thin data cable from a small compartment on the side, plugged it into the USB interface of his mobile phone, and connected the other end to the computer. He clicked on a few pictures.
Save the photo to your phone, and then raise your thin lips slightly
The photo of the four of them was finally set as wallpaper by him
He looked at that photo for a long time, his eyes showing the loneliness after being satisfied.
For a moment, despite the warmth around him, he still felt extremely lonely. Even though there were thousands of people in the world, he still seemed to feel that he was alone, abandoned in the most desolate corner at the end of the world.
Gu Xijue's lonely expression was like an invisible hand, grabbing Xi Haitang's heart. The heart that had been numb for a long time finally felt something else. Complex emotions were intertwined, intensely, and endlessly.
hitting her chest
Turning around, she ran into the bathroom feeling like she was running away...
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After taking a shower, Xi Haitang felt that her mood was much more stable. She hadn't dried her hair yet, but when she picked up the hair dryer, she found that the plug had been firmly inserted into the socket. Gu Xijue must have prepared it for her.
My heartstrings trembled slightly again
She pressed the switch and blew her wet hair gently, but her mind drifted to nowhere. The scene of him celebrating her birthday in the small building in the mountains the night before could not be suppressed in her mind.
"Ah!" She suddenly exclaimed in a low voice. Due to her lack of concentration, a bunch of hair was stirred into the hair dryer.
"What's wrong?" Gu Xijue ran over in a few steps and asked eagerly, "Are you hurt?"
"No...no" Xi Haitang shook his head in embarrassment
"Why are you so careless..." His distressed tone made Xi Haitang's face flush slightly. She was so lost in thought! How embarrassing!
Gu Xijue carefully helped her pull back the bunch of hair, then took the hair dryer and helped her dry the rest of her hair. His long fingers were woven through the waterfall of black silk, which reminded her of Su Xin's love for her.
Allusions told
Women are indeed emotional animals
"Okay." He gently turned off the hair dryer and gently smoothed her hair with his fingers.
The air conditioner in the room was running slowly, as if it were an invisible net, suffocating them.
"Haitang..." Gu Xijue suddenly called her in a low voice.
"Yeah" Xi Haitang responded softly. Although it was only one word, it rippled in his chest for a long time.
Her face was very close to him, as crystal smooth as fine silk, with a jade-like warmth and luster. Even her long eyelashes could be counted one by one, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.
Dancing above her eyes, her face turned red because of this distance, like a newly bloomed begonia flower, so delicate and charming.
Her waist suddenly tightened, and she raised her eyes in surprise. What greeted her was his slowly lowering his head, and his lips gently falling on hers.
Xi Haitang's head was buzzing, and his expression was extremely numb. His eyes were almost lost, and his lips could not be opened. Only the blush on his cheeks was normal, spreading lightly on his fair and crystal clear skin.
Subtle and gentle blooming of quiet beauty
Twisting it gently and slowly, the faint fragrant taste rolled over the tip of her tongue and lingered on her lips with a slight coolness, but her tongue was hot, as if her breathing was tightly blocked.
As written in the book: All emotions are like hourglasses, slipping through the fingers. Precipitating in the heart, love is a circle that never tires. Small people go round and round, and after many ups and downs, they always think they have reached the end.
Suddenly looking back, I realized that they had always been at the starting point and had never changed.
With her eyes blurred, she suddenly looked into his bottomless eyes. Two small shadows of herself were clearly reflected in the bottom of his eyes, with a taste of boundless color.
Her lips were overflowing with color, like the most beautiful rainbow in the sky. Her scent after bathing, faint, lingered in his breath, captivating his mind.
He gently held her back with great tenderness, and his fingertips lingered repeatedly on her graceful lines, as if he were touching the most precious piece of porcelain, fearing that if he were not careful, he would crush those overwhelming desires, almost
Almost uncontrollable
"Hmm..." She whispered softly, and her limbs suddenly softened.
The charming atmosphere was broken, all movements came to a halt, and the tight and loose string between the two people clanked, and the swing frequency lost its normal rhythm.
The hearts of the two people were beating fast, creating an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.
Xi Haitang felt that he was about to pass out from the heat. Every nerve in his body was burning. His heartbeat had already lost its usual frequency. There seemed to be something stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say it out. He could only helpless.
Staring at him helplessly
"Begonia..." Gu Xijue's voice was also hoarse due to the tightness of his body, as if it was a scale left on the cello strings, and he was still unable to speak.