Chapter 75： Chapter 75

Drunk fragments are not terrible, but the terrible thing is that someone keeps remembering for you.

Jian Songyi finally got past the hurdle of shaving his head, and was about to have a fight with Bai Huai, in an attempt to forget the embarrassment of yesterday. As a result, he was screaming and was forced to remember another memory that made him want to strangle himself. .

Just expose your relationship in front of your parents.

Dare to threaten to run away without getting married?

How can I do this?

What a **** shame.

And the dog Bai Huai, who actually recorded the record, must have deliberately wanted to see his own jokes, waiting to be embarrassed.

Rubbish!

Big garbage!

Scheming dog!

Jian Songyi became more embarrassed as she thought about it, and became more embarrassed and angry. Her anger turned into anger, and her mouth went from a kiss to a bite.

After taking a bite, Bai Huai's originally pale lip color was bitten red.

A tingling came from the corner of the lips.

Bai Huai thought about buying a few big bags of pine nuts to grind the teeth of the rodent in the family.

Why is it so profitable.

I was thinking about it, but holding my hands tightly and not letting go, he coaxed: "This is not a calculation."

"Don't call it a calculation!" Jian Songyi's ears were red with anger, "You tell me, if it's not calculation, why are you recording? Treat me like Peng Minghong? Am I your class enemy or what?"

"It's a sweet remembrance."

"Remembrance fart! You just want to keep threatening me, don't think I don't know." Jian Songyi took away Bai Huai's hand and was about to get the phone.

Bai Huai's arms are longer, his eyes are quicker and his hands are quicker. He took the phone before him, held him with one hand, not letting him move, and held the phone far away with the other.

Jian Songyi wanted to grab it, but the physical gap between alpha and omega and the height difference of five centimeters lay there. Jian Songyi struggled for a long time, making himself red-faced, but was stunned that he could not reach the side of the phone.

He was so angry that he gave Bai Huai a hit on his chest: "Give me the phone! Delete the recording!"

"Can't delete."

"Delete!"

Jian Songyi was ashamed and angry, too fierce.

Bai Huai directly pressed his head, moved down, harp, and kissed: "Don't delete."

"delete!"

Haha.

"Don't think that if you kiss Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will let you go!"

Haha.

"You fucking..."

Haha.

"I'm going to you..."

Haha.

...

One bite of the crispy Ba Hao, kissed Jian Songyi lost his temper, so he could only kick Bai Huai and get up from him angrily, pointing at him, with a fierce expression on his face: "If you don't delete it for a day, don't even want to touch it all day I."

After speaking, he slammed the door and left.

As soon as he left the house, the door downstairs was opened. Ms. Tang and Mr. Jian came back. They heard movement upstairs. When they looked up, they saw Bai Huai pulling a pretty boy with a familiar face, as if to coax him.

How did Bai Huai talk to others in his own home? What about the little things?

Ms. Tang smiled awkwardly and politely: "Xiao Huai, bring friends over to play? What about the little things?"

"..."

There was a short silence.

Jian Songyi called out desperately: "Mom!"

With the sound of mom, Ms. Tang was stunned and looked intently. Then she gave a "pouch" and shook herself with a smile on Mr. Jian: "Hahahahahahaha..."

Mr. Jian put his arms around Ms. Tang, looked up at Jian Songyi, and smiled: "Yes, it looks cool, suitable for winter."

After Jian Songyi had cut her hair, she still didn't look in the mirror until now. It was Bai Huai who said whether it looked good or not. Now looking at Ms. Tang and Mr. Jian's reaction, she determined that it must be unsightly.

Rubbish Baihuai, he must have instructed Tony to cut himself an ugly hairstyle, and lied to himself to look good, just to see his own jokes.

Jian Songyi was so embarrassed that she became irritated and frustrated, and then regained the door and slammed the door.

Ms. Tang laughed downstairs so hard that she could not catch her breath, and said while smiling: "Okay, mom stops smiling, you come down quickly, and we set off. Xiaohuai, have you packed your things?"

"Packed up."

"That's okay, take your little thoughts off, don't let him make trouble, or there will be a traffic jam and you will be late at night."

Jian Songyi didn't wait for Bai Huai to pick him up, and came out by himself: "Mom, go to the beach for New Year's Eve, what are you doing with Bai Huai?"

"Aren't you arguing about getting married with Bai Huai, since you want to get married, you are a family, and of course you have to join the New Year."

"..."

Jian Songyi couldn't scold her mother like Baihuai, so she was so embarrassed and angry that she could only hold her back, put her hat on her head anxiously, and huffed down the stairs around her scarf.

Go out, get in the car, close your eyes and pretend to sleep.

Bai Huai looked at the avocado-colored hat, knowing that the little thing was deliberate, angry and funny, and went back to the room with the box and followed.

When she went out, Ms. Tang's smile had not been completely suppressed, and she said as she walked: "Xiaohuai, go to the car and coax, don't let him get angry. In fact, the new hairstyle is beautiful, I just want to make fun. Tease him, he is so funny."

You are happy, I may not be able to coax it back.

Bai Huai smiled helplessly, walked a few steps quickly, got into the car, and sat next to Jian Songyi, wanted to hold a hand, was knocked out, wanted to hug, and punched directly.

It's over, no one will touch it.

Just about to coax, Ms. Tang and Mr. Jian got in the car.

Bai Huai knew that if he didn't behave in front of someone's parents, then someone would definitely not touch him tonight and could only give up.

But he was planning to be a human being. Ms. Tang seemed to have regained the fun of playing as a **** after many years. She sat in the co-pilot, turned her head, and handed a small mirror: "Son, look, it looks good, really. Mom doesn't lie to you, our baby is super beautiful."

"mom!"

Although I said that I would not love face so much in the future, after so many years of stinky fart and idol baggage, it has penetrated into my bones. Jian Song simply turned over and curled up, pulling the blanket and covering his head, and no one ignored it. .

Knowing that he couldn't make fun anymore, Bai Huai said to Ms. Tang quickly, "Auntie, Jian Songyi didn't seem to have a good rest yesterday. Let him sleep for a while."

Come on, I am beginning to feel sorry for people.

Ms. Tang made an ok gesture, turned around, and peeled grapes to Mr. Jane in the driver's seat.

The car drove slowly to the east.

In fact, going to the seaside villa in the east for New Year's Eve was a tradition of the two families.

It's just that the old men are getting older and there are more students. When it comes to the holidays, they are either busy inspecting or seeing students' subordinates, and they don't follow.

After Wen Zhimian passed away, Bai Han went to Beicheng and didn't come back, so he gradually became a Jian family of three, with a Bai Huai.

Later, Bai Huai left again, leaving only the Jian family with three.

Last year, Ms. Tang also said that she didn't know why, the days passed, the more deserted, and the less crowded.

She is a person who likes lively, so this year Bai Huai came back, he is really happy.

When the place was reached, the night had fallen.

When Jian Songyi was woken up, she found herself resting on Bai Huai's lap and rubbed his head, she was immediately unhappy, slapped open, sat up, opened the car door, and walked to the villa.

Bai Huai moved his numb leg, smiled and cursed in his heart, crossed the river and demolished the little things from the bridge, and then slowly took out the luggage from the trunk and followed.

This small island is actually a bit desolate. It was bought by Old Comrade Jian at a bargain a few years ago. At that time, the transportation was inconvenient and the area was very small. Everyone felt it was a failed investment.

As a result, it turned out that people are not investing, people are going to build a villa and live by themselves.

It is said that Mrs. Jian’s dream when she was a girl was to have a big glass house on a small island. When you open your eyes, you can see the sea and the sun, so Mr. Jian actually laughed at Mrs. Jinbo.

Later, the bridge was passed and the land price doubled dozens of times. Everyone persuaded Lao Jian to make a profit. Lao Jian did not sell either. Not only did he not sell, but also the walls of the villa were replaced with the latest smart glass windows. .

Just to open your eyes, you can see the sea and the sun.

Bai Huai looked down at this familiar villa in his memory and smiled. With such a pair of parents in front of him, he probably had to work harder to make Jian Songyi feel that he was married.

There are a total of five rooms in the villa, which have been cleaned by someone before coming.

The couple naturally chose the largest master bedroom.

Jian Songyi walked to the corner of the room familiarly. Although the room was small, it was the closest to the sea. He liked it since he was a child, and it became a habit.

Bo Huai naturally followed him, but Jian Songyi paused, turned around, and raised his eyebrows unfriendly.

Bai Huai also raised his eyebrows: "Don't you sleep together?"

"My parents are right there."

"It's not that we haven't slept, and your parents don't know."

The two words "sleeping" are too ambiguous, and Jian Songyi's ears are red again.

"And your mother only had two rooms cleaned up. But if you mind, I'll tell Aunt Tang that you won't let me touch, and you have to clean up another room."

Say a fart! After saying it, it was another ruthless ridicule!

Jian Songyi realized that she was alone and alone in a family of four, so she turned around angrily, entered the door, sat on the sofa, and started playing with her mobile phone.

Bai Huai opened the suitcase and packed up things slowly, and stayed for two or three days. There were not many things. The main thing was that two people changed clothes from the inside out.

Bai Huai packed his things alone, Jian Songyi had a little vacancy, and glanced secretly, but it didn't matter if he didn't glance at it. At a glance, he caught a familiar piece of small black cloth in Bai Huai's hand. He suddenly bounced off the sofa and rushed over. He grabbed it and hid behind him.

"What are you doing with my underwear!"

"Your mother asked to pack your luggage, but if you don't collect it yourself, I can't help you pack it?"

"..."

"Or do you want to wear a pair of underwear for three days?"

"..."

"Or wear mine? I don't mind, I'm afraid you are wearing big clothes."

"Big fart! Just your size, ashamed to show off that you are big!"

This man actually laughed at himself for being not as big as him! Is the ratio of an alpha to an omega interesting?

Jian Song wanted to dissociate Bai Huai with his conscience, but Bai Huai squeezed his fist into his arms, lowered his head and laughed: "I haven't seen it before, why are you ashamed? It's an old couple's."

"Whoever talks to your old husband and wife, we will be better for a week."

"Well, three times a week."

Bai Huai didn't say clearly, but Jian Songyi knew what he meant three times.

But every time these three times, it was because I had a reaction first, he hummed, and finally picked it up, so I wanted to scold Bai Huai Jing. The insects couldn’t scold me.

Jian Songyi could only stuff her underwear into the drawer, and with a cold face, she tried to drive Bai Huai to the living room.

As a result, as soon as he opened the door, he ran into Mr. Jian and Ms. Tang.

The two of them had changed their clothes and were dressed up in splendor.

Jian Songyi had a bad feeling: "What are you doing?"

Mr. Jian hugged Ms. Tang: "I will take your mother to the other side to have a French meal, watch a light show, and come back."

Jian Songyi: "...what about me?"

"I'll take care of you? I'll find my boyfriend to take care of it. After so many years, I can finally sell your little **** out. I can't hurry up and live a two-person world with your mother comfortably. You are such an adult yourself, whatever See it." Mr. Jian said and patted Bai Huai on the shoulder, "It's hard work, Xiaohuai, it's really impossible for you to cook some instant noodles. You have everything in the kitchen."

Jian Songyi choked silently: "Am I still your own? Others have children in their families, and the relationship between husband and wife is weak. You have a husband and wife, and the relationship between children is weak."

Mr. Jian gave Ms. Tang a coat and said with a smile: "Little bastard, can you compare with your mother? I know a little bit."

Jian Songyi couldn't stand it anymore, and sent them to the car: "Okay, you have been to the two-person world, I have interrupted you for so many years."

He said that, but he was still happy for his parents.

Turning around, he saw Bai Huai leaning on the door and pointed **** at him.

He asked vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Bai Huai smiled ambiguously: "We are also a two-person world."

"Delete the recording?"

"Do not delete."

"Heh." Jian Songyi smiled coldly, "Then we are the world of two people."

After speaking, he closed the door with a "pop", closed the curtains, retracted into the sofa, and started the game.

Generally speaking, according to Bai Huai's temperament, he will follow up in the next second.

However, after Jian Songyi ate three chickens and three chicken butts, there was still no movement at the door, and she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

Where is Bai Huai?

I just wanted to open the door to call him, and remembered that I was still threatening him to delete the recording, so cold, so I got up and sat back.

Re-opened the game.

The result was absent-minded and fell into a box.

Bai Huai hasn't appeared yet.

It opened again, and landed into a box.

Bai Huai still did not appear.

At first glance, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

Jian Songyi couldn't sit still anymore.

Bo Huai won't be angry anymore, right? Is it a bit too much today? It seems a bit too much.

He just told Bai Huai that he should consider his feelings more, and threatened him.

My own stinking problem.

Jian Songyi took off his hat and rubbed his head. The touch of her short hair reminded him to think more about Bai Huai's feelings.

A real man, who can be bald for love, must also lay down for love.

No, I have to coax Bai Huai.

I got up and opened the door. There was no one in the villa, empty and deserted.

Bai Huai ran away?

Jian Songyi quickened his pace and walked out, but as soon as he turned around, he was stunned.

Outside the glass window is the seaside in the winter night. The night is low and the galaxy is shining. If you don't pay attention, you fall into the sea, and then are sent to the beach with the shallow tide of the cool sea.

In the night, several rows of bright, bright characters were formed.

Jian Songyi.

happy Birthday.

I love you.

Yingying stars spread all over the beach.

And Bai Huai stood among those shining stars, standing tall, looking at him, smiling softly.

The night wind picked up the hair and swept his eyebrows, reflecting the warm light, which was very beautiful.

Jian Songyi opened the door, walked out, and the cold wind with the smell of the seaside blew by, and a bone-to-shoulder chill instantly appeared.

Really cold.

The warmth of the room made him almost forget that it was the cold and wet season of deep winter.

So Bai Huai spent two hours outside alone just to toss about such a surprise.

Jian Songyi was unconvinced and softened: "It's earthy and vulgar."

To put it softly.

Actually it hurts.

Bai Huai knew this little Tsundere too much, smiled, and spread his arms slightly.

Jian Songyi lowered his head, walked slowly step by step, and walked to Bo Huai, who closed his arms and hugged him.

Bai Huai chuckled, "Didn't I say that I won't let me touch it unless I delete the recording?"

Jian Songyi broke free and left.

Bai Huai pushed him back: "So cruel? My head is sore from blows, you are not moved."

"I'm not Zhou Luo, why are you tossing these things." Jian Songyi obviously disliked it, but actually still distressed.

"I want to make my boyfriend this special birthday romantic."

"Affectionate."

"There are 1,314 crystal lamps in total here. I just want to make a lot of pictures. I hope I can be with you for the rest of my life, and I hope you can be happy for the rest of my life."

Jian lied softly in Bai Huai's arms: "Don't think that I will forgive you for calculating me."

Bai Huai rubbed his head: "Well, my boyfriend is difficult to coax, I know, so I also prepared two gifts. I wonder if I can coax you well and look up?"

Jian Songyi raised her head.

Only when I found out that an outdoor projector was installed on the beach.

Bai Huai pressed the remote control, the curtain fell, and the image slowly fell.

The background sound should be the photographer, a gentle male voice.

On the screen is a milk doll, good-looking or good-looking, but with a straight face.

The photographer seems to have noticed this too, and poked the milk doll in the face: "Oh, why don't we Huaihuai laugh? Huaihuai, smile, smile for dad, and dad will show you who is younger than you. Little baby."

The milk doll chirped and turned over, revealing a small ass.

Seeing this, Jian Songyi couldn't help but chuckle: "Why did you say you've been so unpleasant since childhood?"

Bai Huai patted his head: "Watch your video carefully."

He turned his gaze back to the screen. Although the milk doll didn't cooperate, she was finally picked up, and the camera swayed, as if she was from one ward to another.

open the door.

"Xiao Yun, I will bring Huaihuai to see the kids."

The picture shows Ms. Tang when she was young, holding a tiny little girl in her arms, and the camera got a little closer to take the tiny little girl, her eyes tightly closed, wrinkled, and not good-looking at all.

But the milk doll, who didn't cooperate very well, suddenly slammed.

Then came the photographer's surprise voice: "Eh, laughed, Huaihuai laughed. Does Huaihuai like his brother, so he laughed?"

Milk doll: "Ba!"

I stretched out my little hand to touch him.

The adults were happy, laughing and coaxing: "Hey, my brother is still young. You can't touch him. If you touch him, you will cry. You will take him to play when he grows up."

There was a hustle and bustle, and the screen switched.

The milk doll seems to have grown to more than one year old. Sitting in the padded baby room, opposite sits a smaller ball, white and tender, crawling around, seeming to try to stand up. As a result, she stood up, just raised her leg, harp, fell once, stood up, raised her leg again, harp, fell again, tossing over and over again, the little ball was teary.

Then the one-year-old doll looked at the crying little ball for ten minutes, finally put down the toy in his hand, stood up, walked all the way to him, and said coolly. Two words: "Look at me."

Then he walked around the baby room, steadily, and after walking, he looked back at the little ball.

I didn't remember the previous one, but Jian Songyi knew this paragraph because Ms. Tang had tossed it over and laughed countless times, saying that he was bullied by Bai Huai since he was a child.

Jian Songyi was angry at the thought of this: "You tell me why you owed so much when you were a kid? Didn't you learn to walk earlier than me? What a show? I can kill you!"

Bai Huai did not expect that Jian Songyi still remembered this enmity, and laughed blankly: "Although it is a long time ago, I don’t remember exactly what happened at that time, but based on my understanding of myself, I am not showing off, I am Teach you to walk."

"Your eyes are clearly contempt!"

"Do you know why I am not nearsighted, but do I have to wear glasses?"

"You pretend!"

"I am congenital with slight astigmatism."

"..."

Bai Huai chuckled: "I said why you have to fight with me every day, and run faster than me. I remember my hatred here. Jane Songyi, just tell me, you have misunderstood me for so many years. , How to compensate me?"

"..." Jian Songyi changed the subject and pointed to the screen: "Look, you hit me, this time I didn't wrong you!"

On the screen are really two little puddings with swollen noses and swollen noses, one shorter, rounder, and whimpering: "Woohoo, Komatsu should never play with Brother Huai again. Brother Huai doesn't like Komatsu, oooooooo, Komatsu is good Sad, woooo..."

After crying so pitifully, Ms. Tang took the little ball away in distress.

Only the other taller and thinner remained, pouting and not talking.

The shooter asked in a low voice, "Come on, tell Dad, why did you fight Komatsu?"

"..."

"Did my father teach you that you must answer when your elders ask questions, eh?" The voice was patient and gentle.

The little boy pursed his lips: "Komatsu said he wants to marry me as his wife, but I don't want to."

The shooter was obviously stunned, and then chuckled in a low voice: "Didn't you say that you like Komatsu the most? Why not?"

"Because the eldest father said that marrying a wife is to protect his wife, but I don't want Komatsu to protect me, I want to protect Komatsu, so I don't want to be his wife."

The photographer changed the direction of the lens: "Sir, please explain to me why you are telling a four-year-old child so serious and profound things?"

The man in the camera sat on the sofa, raised his head, raised his lips and smiled: "I'm not wrong, marrying a wife is to protect his wife, isn't it? Xiao Huai, behaves well, that's what he wants, worthy of being my son."

...

Jian Songyi glanced back at Bai Huai: "You are going to hit me because of this?"

"You are reasonable, you are going to beat me, my name is just defense."

In Jian Songyi's memories, it was indeed the case.

"But it's worth it to be beaten by you, somehow I got you married."

Jian Songyi elbows him: "Go away, I didn't say I want to marry you."

"I have a recording."

"You dare to say recording!"

Jian Songyi was about to blow up his hair again, and Bai Huai quickly smiled and held him: "It's alright, no trouble, keep watching."

"Humph."

Jian Songyi was also a little curious as to where the videos of Bai Huai came from, and what content was there, so he turned his head and kept watching.

The video mainly records Bai Huai’s growth experience, but perhaps because the two people are too inseparable, they walked for the first time from 0 to 5 years old, talking for the first time, learning to paint for the first time, first. Playing the piano is also recorded.

The photographer is the gentle Mr. Omega.

Only then suddenly changed, becoming Ms. Tang.

Jian Songyi knew that that year, it was Uncle Wen Zhimian who passed away, and Ms. Tang took over his duties, recording the growing lives of the two children.

Only later, I don't know why, the person who took the shot became Bai Huai, and the content of the shot gradually changed from centering on Bai Huai to focusing on Jian Songyi.

Jian Songyi recorded every birthday, every sports meeting, every speech contest, every piano award, etc., etc., and so on. It recorded that he grew from a small ball little by little. A domineering and charming young man.

The angle of view of the lens, little by little, from the height of the adult's waist, to the shoulders, and finally parallel.

They are all grown up.

However, from the age of six to fourteen, in the past eight years, only Jian Songyi.

"Why is it just me?"

"You were in the second grade of elementary school. It was the first time you participated in a sports meeting. Your mother wanted to record with a DVD. As a result, she wore high heels and couldn't keep up with you, so I had to do the recording. Later, I got used to it."

Only then did Jian Songyi remember that even though he and Bai Huai had not been in the same school since elementary school, Bai Huai had never been absent from his various activities.

No wonder.

It's no wonder that Bai Huai is not a person who doesn't like sports. He didn't register for the last sports meeting. He only wanted to make a video, and the video was all himself.

That was his habit, he was used to watching himself making troubles, watching himself laughing, and he just stood by.

In the past ten years of life, I have not missed anything, material, affection, talent, and a golden spoon, so I grow up unscrupulously, take everything good as a habit, but ignore the person who is obviously better than myself. , Always guarding yourself next to yourself, holding yourself, letting yourself.

Never absent.

Bai Huai said that they were old husbands and old wives, which was right.

In fact, even they don’t know exactly when they fell in love with each other, and when they fell in love with each other, they became the most important person in each other’s life.

Jian Songyi looked at the lively self on the screen, and suddenly felt how smooth, successful, and lucky this life was.

So that all the excitement stopped abruptly, and when the camera suddenly became lonely, his heart ached.

In the empty room, the teenager looked at the camera, lonely and gentle.

"Jian Songyi, today is your fifteenth birthday, and it is also the first birthday that I did not spend with you. I remember that once I forgot to say happy birthday to you the first time, you became angry and coaxed for a long time. I know if I will be angry this time. But don’t be angry this time, because I can’t coax you. Actually, I want to coax you too, but Jian Songyi, I like you, what do you say, I like you.”

"Jian Songyi, today is my father’s death day. I returned to Nancheng. I couldn’t hold back and took a sneak peek. You’ve grown taller and look better. The omega that gave you water should like you very much. It seems temperamental. Yes, I’m relieved, someone will take care of you and you will be fine."

"Jian Songyi, you are sixteen years old today, more than a year, I don't seem to miss you that much. Well, I don't want you anymore."

"Jian Songyi, you are seventeen years old today, I actually still miss you so much."

"The dv broke a few days ago. The master said that I had watched it over and over again. The machine is too old to withstand the burning, so I can save a little bit in the future. So I may not be able to watch it every day. So this It may be my last video recording. You may never hear this sentence, but I still want to say, Jian Songyi, I like you, I like you at the age of fourteen, I like you at the age of fifteen, and me at the age of sixteen. Like you, I still like you at the age of seventeen. I don’t know how old I have to wait before I don’t like you."

"Jian Songyi, I miss you."

...

Jian Songyi felt that his eyes were sore and swollen, he lowered his head, and his voice was a little trembling: "The wind on the beach is so strong that it blows dry."

He didn't look at the screen anymore, just heard Liang Zhu's piano sound.

The old DVD that Ms. Tang took that day belonged to Bai Huai, and his father left it to him. He was reluctant to watch it, reluctant to use it, and reluctant to use it to record everything related to him.

Jian Songyi felt that Bai Huai was so bad, and wanted to make herself cry on her birthday.

Bai Huai hugged him, protected him from the wind, and patiently and gently explained: "Jian Songyi, this dv has been with me for many years, because I have lost too many things, those things are too short, I can't keep it, only this form It can prove that I have. Every time you say like, every time you love me, every time you want to be with me, I cherish it. You are usually too stubborn and never said anything good, but in fact I also like to listen. So I always want to keep it. Sometimes when I listen, I feel very happy, so can you let me delete it? I want to keep it."

Jian Songyi rubbed the corner of her eyes: "Don't delete it, I will record everything you want to hear in the future."

"Then stretch out your hand."

Jian Songyi obediently reached out her hand.

Bai Huai put a bunch of keys: "This is my third birthday present."

Jian Songyi raised her head.

"In Beicheng, the house that Bai Han took us to was given to me by my dad. He used to buy it when he was in school. I went to see it. It was quite big and had a big balcony, but it was a bit old. I drew the drawings, contacted my aunt, and asked her to find someone to help me redecorate."

"You like a bed. I bought the largest and softest bed. You like to play basketball. So I installed an indoor backboard. There is also a study room. Our computers are next to each other and we can play games together. There is also a tatami. You are lazy. The balcony is big. I want to plant roses and find the best rose seeds. Every morning you pick one, give it to me, I give you a kiss, and then go to school together. I think I will return I can cook, make you fatter, and wash clothes and dishes. I'll also come."

"I think we may all live better in the future, and we can live well without the support of our parents, but no matter what, I will give you all the best things I can come up with. As long as I have, I will give it to you."

"So Jian Songyi, what you said you want to marry me, can it count, I really like you for too many years, and I want to be able to like you every day for the rest of my life."

Probably it is really too windy.

Jian Songyi hasn't known for many years what it feels like when liquid slips from the corner of his eye.

He didn't know why he wanted to cry. It was probably his life spanning more than ten years, and he just realized it in the most direct way.

He and Bai Huai have been together for so many years.

Obviously they are still very young, but in this young life, all the love and hatred are related to each other.

And Bai Huai loves him, loves him so softly, silently, and persistently.

Obviously he is only a teenager, but because he is not as lucky as himself, he has long understood many human sufferings, and he should share some of the luck with him.

He raised his head and kissed Bo Huai, with a deep affection and lingering feeling that he had never felt before.

On the deserted beach, the starry sky is vast, the lights are bright, and the night breeze is gentle.

The bell of zero rang, and the fireworks in the distance were gorgeous.

"Bo Huai, I love you, I don’t know when I started to love you, but when I was eighteen, I would love you, and I would love you when I was nineteen. Every day and every year from now on, I will love you."

He had never said such solemn and tender love words.

Bai Huai lowered his head and kissed deeply.

Young love is always criticized, saying that it is reckless, superficial, and vulnerable.

But no one understands that they are each other's youth.