Ye Zhenzhen lowered her eyelids, her pink face turned a little redder, and the words in her heart overflowed, and she said softly: "I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to stay by your side..."
< p> Before she could finish speaking, Wen Baijing held her head and covered her lips with his lips, trying to swallow all the love she had inadvertently revealed.Don’t want to waste any bit of it.
Wen Baijing hugged her and stood up, a little curious about her changes, "When did my Ye Zhenzhen become a master of love? She can talk about love easily, huh?"
The night light is like a bean-like light jumping on the dark river, flickering on and off, looming and swaying in the ups and downs of the waves.
There was a hazy light and shadow in her eyes, and her thoughts were like twigs and waves.
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes were full of affection, she clung to his shoulder and said in a gentle tone: "If you don't like to tell me love words... then I will tell you. Listen..."
I don't know how these words touched Wen Baijing. Ye Zhenzhen just felt that the bean-like lights on the river were shining so fiercely, as if she were in a fairyland where the sun and the moon were shining brightly.
Ye Zhenzhen felt her body trembling uncontrollably. With half-closed eyes, she couldn't help but raise her eyelids, suddenly wanting to see his face. She was too shy to look at his expression in the past. She was afraid of falling, so she clung to him tightly.
There was a moment of discomfort when she opened her eyes. She narrowed her eyes and took a while to adapt.
Wen Baijing's ears were flushed with carmine, and the side of his face was covered with fine beads of sweat. The tiny beads of sweat poured out little by little, gradually changing from the size of a pinhole to the size of a red bean.
His breathing gradually calmed down, and glistening beads of sweat covered his body. A drop of sweat slipped from the tip of his nose, fell on Ye Zhenzhen's shoulder, and snaked its way down to her heart.
"Tick tock..."
The clear spring in my heart ripples.
From time to time, beads of sweat fell from the tip of his nose, and without exception, they fell into Ye Zhenzhen's heart.
The mist and rain in the ancient town that day fell bit by bit at this moment, and she collected them all into the clear blue pool.
What Wen Baijing saw was a silly white rabbit, staring at him intently with blinking eyes. Silly White Rabbit's whole body was watery, her eyes were like clear springs, and water could seep out of her throat.
For some reason, he felt that she was born like a gentle and clear lotus from the south of the Yangtze River, but in her bones she was like a desert poplar that has been immortal for three thousand years. That should be the tenacity bred in that mysterious and desolate land.
Initially, he was attracted by her huge contrast and tried to find out. After being tossed about by the wind and the moon, she remained pure and unchanging, just like a mountain spring without dirt or impurities.
The secular world has not impregnated her, nor has the mud attached to her.
Wen Baijing bit her earlobe lightly and raised his eyebrows to signal her to go to the bathroom.There was something profound in the tone, "Do you want to go together?"
Ye Zhenzhen felt weak all over and softly refused: "I'll go first..."
Wen Baijing In the end, he got what he wanted. He knew Ye Zhenzhen too well and knew that she had no power to resist him.
At that time, it seemed that no matter how big the conflicts and unhappiness were, they could be resolved with just a bed.
Rub the other person’s heartbeat into your body, every dull morning and dusk.
Some people love you very much, and some people love you very much.
People who don’t like to talk about love may not like to listen to love words. In fact, Ye Zhenzhen also likes to hear love words, but she can't hear them, so she can only take the initiative to talk to him without shame.
Ye Zhenzhen walked out of the bathroom with her legs stiff and holding on to the wall. The blisters on her knees accidentally broke and there was some redness and swelling after the epidermis was damaged.
She frowned slightly, bit her lip, and carefully tore off the film-like skin as if she was gritting her teeth.
Wen Baijing was wrapped in a bath towel and wiping his half-dried hair. He was about to walk towards her when his cell phone kept vibrating on the bedside.
The sound of "buzzing" buzzed in the bedroom like mosquitoes on a summer night, and the mobile phone also moved in vibration mode.
Wen Baijing walked to the bedside impatiently, picked up his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, and couldn't help but frown.
It’s a bit annoying to make phone calls late at night to disturb people’s dreams.
He swiped the screen in frustration, walked to the sofa while answering the phone, sat down next to Ye Zhenzhen, held Ye Zhenzhen's hand with his left hand, and shook his head to signal her not to continue.
Wen Baijing avoided polite words and asked directly: "Brother, what's the matter?"
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Wen Shuowang showed his brother's tolerance, "Bai Jing didn't sleep, right?"
Wen Bai Jing chuckled lightly and said in a calm voice: "Brother, if you have anything to do, you might as well tell me directly. , I’m ready to go to bed at this late hour.”
The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, probably not realizing that Wen Baijing didn’t want to say another word to him.
Wen Shuowang lit a cigarette and closed the lighter with a snap. Holding on to his face, he still acted like a brother and brother, and asked with concern: "The Chinese New Year is coming soon, when will you go home?"
Wen Baijing said seriously: "The company is very busy at the end of the year. There are so many things to deal with every day."
Wen Shuowang moved out to his grandfather, still talking affectionately, "Grandpa has been looking forward to your coming back for the New Year. You live outside alone, so why not do it earlier? I can spend more time with my grandpa when I return to the old house.”
As soon as I return to the old house, I can’t help but think of my deceased parents, and I have to deal with my eldest brother who I don’t get along with.
Before Wen Baijing could speak, Wen Shuowang continued patiently: "Grandpa is old, you should go home to spend more time with him. Usually you don't want toIt doesn't matter if I just want to live in the old house. It doesn't make sense that I won't go home for the Chinese New Year soon. "
Although grandpa has a strong personality and is serious, the elderly always hope to reunite their families during the holidays and celebrate the festival happily and lively.
Wen Baijing shrugged his shoulders Holding the phone between his legs, he freed his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows gently. After hesitating for a moment, he responded: "Okay, I'll be back when I'm almost done. "
After the two brothers finished talking about the business, they hung up the phone neatly.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't dare to break away from his hand, and they sat next to each other. Sofa.
She listened to about 70% of Wen Baijing's phone call. The remaining two or three points she didn't understand were some dialects that Wen Baijing said. It wasn't that she was eavesdropping on purpose, but she was too close and couldn't close her ears.
She could only sit awkwardly with the light on her back, not daring to move.
< p> Wen Baijing turned his face and saw her with her head lowered, looking at her nose and heart, looking cautious and cautious. She was embarrassed and at a loss after accidentally finding out someone else's secret. He didn't know anything and didn't know how to pretend. He wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.He had made many jokes about growing old together, and then he suddenly imagined what she would look like when she was old. What is it like for her to be a mother? Will she be made angry by naughty children and cry, will she chase and beat her children while crying?
She will run out of breath and call him to complain. .
Wen Baijing raised his hand to tuck her hair behind her ears, and gently stroked her hair.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly under the warm yellow night light. , like a fluttering butterfly covered in sunshine.
Wen Baijing’s face was much softer, and his tone was gentle and gentle, “You are not afraid of pain at all, how can you tear it apart with your hands? "
There was clearly a reproach, but it fell into Ye Zhenzhen's ears, but it was full of care and love.
It is indeed unsightly and unhygienic to tear off dead skin with bare hands. She was a little embarrassed and said sheepishly: "I thought it would be fine if I just tore it apart. "
Wen Baijing got up and got the medicine box, sat next to her, took out cotton swabs and iodophor to disinfect her.
He moved carefully and slowly, fearing that she would be hurt. When applying iodine, he did not forget to blow air to relieve the pain.
Wen Baijing stared at her knees, his eyes full of love, "When can you take care of yourself? Always make me worry about you. "
Ye Zhenzhen opened her thick fan-like eyelashes, with a sly smile on her face, and shining stars in her eyes. She tilted her head and looked at him, "Isn't this you? "
Wen Baijing sighed helplessly, shook his head with a smile, packed the medicine box and put it aside.
He bent down to blow the wound on her knee. Wen Sheng asked: "Does it still hurt? ”
Ye Zhenzhen blinked mischievously, stars flickering in her eyes, her faceThe dimples on her cheeks were filled with sweet wine, and her body trembled with laughter, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"It really doesn't hurt anymore?"
"Yes." < /p>
Wen Baijing's hand rubbed back and forth on his thigh, carefully testing it, and slowly trying to figure it out.
Ye Zhenzhen was shocked to realize that something was wrong. She realized the deep meaning behind his words and raised her hand to give him a gentle push, "Go away..."