As if it was not an illusion, she clearly felt that he had opened his heart to her, letting go of his attachment to his good sister Bai Yuxin, and his brows and eyes were full of the gentle luster of wanting to give her happiness...
When she woke up early the next morning, she was blushing and didn't dare to wake him up. That was an absolutely complicated experience for a cold-blooded killer. She fell in love, passionately, without reservation.
She got up lightly. She could no longer wear her clothes that day, and there were no clothes of hers in his residence. Bai Yuxin went back to City A with Bingbing Che again, so she had to borrow Nangong Ying's white shirt.
and suit trousers.
She liked the clean and pure grassy scent of him very much, which was the fresh scent that the painter often got close to nature.
Quietly walking out of his room, she came to the courtyard. In the early morning, the thin sunlight was refracted through the mottled gaps between the leaves like a silhouette, like broken platinum, projected on her body, in his presence
In the courtyard of her home, no matter when and where she was, she always felt that he was by her side because of her different moods.
Occasionally when the wind blows and she doesn't feel cold, she will take a deep breath in the fragrance of the grass in his yard.
To this day, she still remembers every plant and tree in Nangong Ying's villa in Singapore. She also remembers that morning when he woke up and walked towards her in the morning light...
That day, he didn't make any clear promise to her, nor did he say any emotional words. He just walked to her side quietly. He was wearing a white shirt like her. They looked so perfect that morning.
couple.
He just smiled and held her hand, brought her into his arms, put his arms around her waist, and gave her the warmth she wanted. At that time, there was a sense of quiet and stable happiness that overwhelmed her.
All Long Yunling's emotions.
As long as she can be with Nangong Ying, she is willing to give up anything and follow him anywhere.
I can’t remember exactly which day it was in Singapore, but Nangong Ying still quietly took her out to sketch and paint. The weather was very bad that day, and he said he wanted to capture the graceful posture of nature at the moment before the storm was about to come.
She laughed and accompanied him without saying a word. During his long painting process, she stayed by his side quietly and did not feel bored at all.
Even now, whenever she recalls the scene at that time, she can still clearly remember Nangong Ying's focused look while painting and the beautiful curve of the slightly raised corners of his mouth.
That day, it started to rain when it was getting dark. She reacted immediately and took off her coat to rescue his painting. However, Nangong Ying smiled heartily, picked up the coat and put it on again for her.
He said: "It's cold, so put on your clothes and don't catch a cold."
It was a very ordinary sentence, but it moved her deeply.
"What about your paintings?" She was a little flattered by his concern, because he had always behaved calmly.
"It's okay to paint. I just hope to capture a certain artistic conception of nature. It's enough to experience it. It doesn't necessarily have to be
Save it, so I can draw another one from memory when I go back." His voice was still very soft.
After saying that, he took off his own coat, put it on the heads of the two people, and ran towards home with her...
After returning that day, he wiped her semi-wet hair. His hand accidentally touched her neck. She blushed and flinched. That was the most instinctive reaction. A casual touch from the man she loved would not be enough.
Can cause her to tremble.
I forgot how it happened, I only know that that day... he kissed her again.
It was another kiss between them after a night of tenderness.
Therefore, subconsciously, although he never said it clearly, she thought that they were already boyfriend and girlfriend.
——The memories ended here. Too much warmth could not compete with the impact and hurt caused by the beautiful pregnant woman who suddenly appeared later. Long Yunling smiled bitterly, no longer thinking about anything, but felt lost.
He stood up, picked up his heavy photography backpack, and walked out...
**
Nangong Ying received Long Yunling's call after he had handled his friend's important meeting and successfully signed a new contract on his behalf.
He was still a little stunned after hanging up the phone. After some unpleasant things happened, he came to City A. Although he insisted on standing as a friend and helped Long Yunling find a new house and installed a special anti-theft door lock, but
The relationship between the two became very delicate. She would occasionally come to his gallery to see him, but would leave without saying a word.
Today was the first time she invited him to her house in City A for dinner.
Originally, he thought he would be treating her again tonight and would go to his gallery to receive a formal interview with her. Unexpectedly, she actually called and asked him to go directly to her home.
Nangong Ying shook his head, increasingly confused as to what Long Yunling was thinking, which made him slightly worried, fearing that something would develop in a direction he didn't expect. He hoped she would be happy.
He first went back to his friend's office to retrieve the lost watercolor pen. He held the pen tightly in his hand, giving him the illusion of happiness.
Then, he loosened his tie slightly, got into his car again, and drove towards Long Yunling's remote but quiet apartment...
When the car drove onto a one-way street, one could see a pastry shop not far away in the warm light. The further the car drove in, the more one could see a variety of exquisite and beautiful desserts displayed in the window.
Those desserts glowed with an attractive golden luster just out of the oven under the light. Just looking at them made people feel that they must be delicious and sweet.
Nangong Ying doesn't eat sweets, but for a period of time he lived with Long Yunling and knew that she was not as cold as she appeared. She had the cold temperament of a killer, but inside she was a warm and innocent woman who longed to be loved.
She prefers sweets.
With this thought in mind, Nangong Ying found a place to park the car.
There was no parking space on the very small street. He drove a long way before he managed to find a parking place where he would not disturb the pace of pedestrians. Then he got out of the car and looked at the house patiently.
We walked up to the pastry house which is small, but very warm and clean.
He walked gracefully and calmly step by step, while recalling the time when he took Long Yunling out for breakfast in Singapore. At that time, she dragged him to the pastry shop, ordered a few golden egg tarts, and ate them.
With a satisfied look on her face, she said: "When you put this kind of dessert into your mouth and bite it gently, the soft and fragrant taste spreads in your mouth, it is warm and has a very happy taste..."
So, he remembered the way she looked when eating dessert and what she said at that time.
In fact, he never eats desserts. After coming to City A, he also tried to eat these things when he was lonely. But why was it bitter? He couldn't taste the happiness, but would wrinkle with bitterness.
He raised his eyebrows.
Tonight, eating at her home will be a harmonious and sweet night, right? No matter what you eat tonight, you will definitely not feel bitter anymore, right?
**
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Please give me a gold medal...I am a poor child...crying...Thank you to my friend from Xinlan'ai for the big gold medal. What a rare gold medal.