Chapter 330

Sleepiness is more and more heavy, I can't support to lean on his arms and close my eyes.

"Let's go back. You're sleepy." Luo Mingshang didn't have any interest in this kind of cold flowers, just reached out and gathered a little long hair behind my ear, and said softly and gently.

"Good. Leave them alone. " I opened my eyes and let out a long breath. He took his cell phone out of his pocket and said, "text them."

The square is covered with snow. Some leisure passers-by will walk slowly in the snow with umbrellas, enjoying the snow scenery on Christmas Eve. Under the dim street lamp, the dark blue eyes seem to be plated with a layer of brilliance. The snowflakes falling from the air are elegant and quiet like poems.

"Let's go home." When the message was sent out, I kicked my cell phone back into my pocket and shrunk my neck.

Rain and snow, I opened the red umbrella, the red is like a flame, in a crowd of passers-by is particularly dazzling, pass by the moment, I seem to notice something, turned to see, the figure has been hidden in the layers of the crowd.

"What's the matter?" Luo Mingshang saw me stop and asked.

I was stunned for a moment, then shook my head, "nothing, I really want to see an acquaintance." really, acquaintance, I narrowed my eyes slightly.

Fingertips still have a kind of temperature that can't be warmed. I moved my position without expression and continued to chew the new fruit. Luo Mingshang is sitting opposite me. After taking a bath, his long hair is still stained with transparent beads, crystal clear as pearls. Even if it's cold, he is still a white shirt indoors, and he doesn't worry about colds. Anyway, his temperature is always higher than mine.

I quietly moved a position, continue to nibble apple, Luo Mingshang bowed his head to continue to read, completely did not pay attention to me, white shirt untied two buttons, revealing the delicate clavicle, also stained with water vapor. Fingertips turn the pages rhythmically, like the rhythm of a clock.

I nibble apple, he read, the living room is quiet only the sound of turning books and nibbling apple, the light is very soft, with warm orange.

Luo Ming Shang couldn't help it any more. He suddenly closed the book with one hand, raised his eyes and said to me, "Xueer, what's the matter?"

I'm still holding an apple in my mouth. It's floating around. Ha ha, it's nothing.

"Cher, do you have something to tell me?" Tone relaxed, dark blue eyes with a little doubt gentle.

I took the apple out of my mouth, kept silent for a while, and smacked, "nothing."

Luomingshang put down the book, suddenly got up and came over, squatted down in front of me, facing my face, "what's on Xueer's mind? Is there anything you can't tell me? "

I thought for a moment, "it's really nothing." What did I want to say just now? For a moment, I forgot something important.

Luo Mingshang looked at me with some reluctance. I nibbled an apple with no expression on my face and gave him a look in return. After a long time, he slowly said, "I'm sleepy."

There seemed to be a moment of speechless, Luo Ming Shang reached out and picked me up, "go to rest."

The clock is just 3:30 in the morning. I'm the only one in the bed. Luomingshang doesn't know where to go. I'm still a little confused. What's this guy doing if he doesn't sleep well?

Sometimes I really hate this habit. As long as it disappears, I will not get used to it and can't sleep any more.

Is it loose a lot recently? Although there is no business, at least some antiques are sold. Don't they all say that business will be better in the new year? Why is business so bad in my shop?

"If I do that again, I will become a panda." Stretch out the hand Shun hair, and then head buried in the knee, nose a little sour.

When the clock came to four in the morning, I reached out and rubbed my eyes. Then, as soon as the quilt was covered, I curled up and went to sleep. Who cares where that guy goes.

After sleeping for another two hours, I was woken up in the morning by the children's chirping.

Open the refrigerator and grab out two meat buns. There's some rice porridge left in the pot. I'm in a trance when I bend over. I look at the living room. Is it an illusion? The air seems to be a little Bloody smell?

Carrying steamed buns and millet porridge out of the kitchen, I found that the guy who climbed out in the middle of the night was leaning against the corner of the balcony to read a book. The afterglow of the morning had a very gentle glow.

I don't understand to shout a, "Ming Shang."

"Well, Cher." Luomingshang looks back and gives me a brilliant smile. I saw a big red patch on his arm.

I suddenly surprised lost a voice, almost flustered turned to turn over the ambulance box. What the hell is this guy doing? It's like this.

"How do you make yourself like this?" he ran over with a first aid kit and pulled his arm carefully. He had never seen him hurt before. Even before I was so tossed, but also intact.

Luo Mingshang just chuckled and let me bandage his wound. The wound was not very deep. It seemed to be cut by something, but the amount of bleeding was a little large. I don't know if he had soaked in water, and the wound was a little white.

"What the hell are you doing? Why do you get hurt? " I couldn't help asking again.He reached out and touched my face. "It's OK, Cher. It's just a little skin injury. It'll be fine soon."

I'm a little angry, what is a little skin injury, what is soon to be good, you bastard don't know that injury will make the beloved heartache? You are such a heartless bastard!

"I shouldn't care about you! Let you get hurt and bleed too much to die. What a fool. " When he was angry, his hands were not light and heavy, and he pulled hard.

He seemed to frown in pain, but he didn't cry out. Then he fell on me like a boneless worm, and I was startled. "Luomingshang! You... " It can't be fainting. Is it so bad?

Before he finished, he was interrupted, "Xueer, don't make a noise." He reached out and hugged me, "sleepy."

Nonsense, I ran out in the middle of the night, and now I came back. I couldn't help but sigh. This guy is sometimes more childish than Xiao Zuo and Xiao you. I gently laughed, "I'll sleep when I'm sleepy. I'm here." I won't go.

No matter what he said, he just said it. After all, it's impossible to leave it alone.

Luomingshang didn't speak any more. He just leaned on me and closed his eyes. The sun changed its position and slanted on him. The shadow was cut off in an instant. There were medicine boxes and gauze stained with blood at the feet. The golden light covered him and echoed the quiet sleeping face of the young man, presenting a delicate picture in this morning