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Chapter 38 The End of Reality (3)
I don't know if it was a feeling of relief, like a stone suddenly landed on the ground when she nodded. He always felt that there was an invisible wall in the world between her and Duning, and he couldn't enter it no matter what. He could be The love when he was young, telling him Song Zi and I like you, was shy and sweet, but as long as it involved Du Ning, he became an outsider, and all the love became romantic, illusory and ridiculous, not worth mentioning at all.

It turned out that she was worried about him, not keeping him out.

"I'm not an outsider, Wen Xinai," his voice finally softened, "If possible, one day, I want you to be my family. I treat you with this purpose, I like you, and I am very serious."

He pulled her to sit on his lap. Afraid of hurting his leg, she struggled a bit, but he hugged her tightly and leaned into her ear and said, "You said you like Du Ning, I accept it, and I will Wait, unless you really don't like me at all and think our past is just a joke."

He really has never been so humble, he has always been cold, or proud, and never insists on what he can't get, but this time he actually said that he can wait, in a calm and serious tone.

Wen Xinai looked at that face that was close at hand, handsome and outstanding, once made her self-harmed and disfigured, how much effort she spent in chasing his footsteps, at this time he actually cautiously said that he could wait.

"It's not a joke." She opened her mouth and said only four words, tears rolled down, and her fingers stroked his temples and brows back and forth, "I lied to you, I have always only liked you, and always have been. She lowered her head and kissed his lips, traced the shape of his lips and kissed the corners of his lips, tears dripped between their lips, she tasted the salty taste, she held his face in her hands, kissed deeply with trembling lips he.

Then, the person who was kissed was only stunned for a few seconds, and his whole body was overwhelmed by ecstasy. She said that she liked him, and she had always liked him alone. His head didn't matter, he put Wen Xin'ai's lips in his mouth, leaned her against the edge of the table, and kissed her back forcefully.

Until dawn, his lips were still stuck to her tattoo, and his uninjured hands held her tightly, and he did not let go all night. His eyes were tightly closed, half of his face was buried in the pillow, She fell asleep facing her, the outside sunlight came in through the curtains that were not fully drawn, and shone on their intertwined bodies. She was already awake, and just looked at him like this, as if it was a matter of just looking at him. Infinitely good things.

The clothes that were thrown on the ground, half of the mobile phone in the pocket was exposed. At this time, the adjusted alarm clock rang. She was startled. She immediately picked it up and turned it off. Then she went to see Song Zihe in a panic. Fortunately, he She was not woken up, and when she breathed a sigh of relief, she saw an unread text message on the phone, she was startled, and opened it.

It took a long time for Song Zihe to wake up. When he opened his eyes, he saw her face. There was a moment of loss in his eyes. He thought it was just a dream for a moment, but immediately, he pulled her over, on her face and body, Kissing endlessly, and then, she laughed softly, her voice muffled around her neck, and said: "Fortunately, it's not a dream." Because there were countless such dreams that haunted him all night, but when he woke up, it was all in vain.

The table in the living room was still yesterday's table of cold food and cold dishes. She blushed and hurriedly cleaned up the food on the table, and then cooked today's breakfast in the pot. He leaned against the door, watching her busy back and forth, feeling Incredibly good.

That's all he wants. Every day, there is such a person who wakes up with him, cooks breakfast for him, and looks at her busy figure. The so-called happiness is nothing more than that, right?

"In a while, let's go for a walk." He was still on vacation, so he proposed this during breakfast. It seemed that they hadn't shopped like a couple yet.

Wen Xinai took a sip of milk and nodded thoughtfully.

"What's the matter?" He reached out and brushed her hair that was hanging in front of her eyes behind her ears.

She shook her head and concentrated on eating the bread in her hand.

Because it was not a weekend, there were not many people on the street. Song Zihe didn't go shopping very much in peacetime, and he didn't like the excitement very much, but maybe because the person next to him was Wen Xinai, so he didn't seem a little impatient. walking slowly on the street with folded hands.

"I want to go home and get something." Wen Xin'ai said conciliatively to Song Zi when they left the shop after lunch.

Song Zihe looked at her for a while, then nodded, "I'll take you back."

Wen Xinai sorted out some things at home, which were all daily necessities. At the same time, she also sorted out a large bag of garbage, put it in a black garbage bag, and threw it directly into the trash can when passing by the community trash can.

When she left the gate of the community, for some reason, she turned her head and glanced at the trash can again, then silently followed Song Zihe to the car and left.

Not long after Song Zihe and Wen Xinai left, a trash picker in the community walked to the trash can, picked up the bag of trash that Wen Xinai had thrown away, rummaged through it, and took out two thick stacks of things. Look around and stuff it into your arms.

His face was dirty, but his eyes were bright. He glanced in the direction where Song Zihe and Wen Xinai left, and walked into the path between the two buildings. While walking, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and sent a message.

Wen Xinai glanced at the message on the phone, deleted it directly, and then stared at the scenery outside the car window in a daze, Song Zihe drove the car without asking her who sent the message.

When passing the vegetable market, Song Zihe stopped the car and took her into the vegetable market to buy vegetables. She picked fish and shrimp, and bought some vegetables, and the two of them went back to the car with them.

"I remember the last time I said I was going on vacation abroad. I still have a few days left. Do you want to go out and have fun?" Song Zihe asked after getting into the car.

"I have a criminal record, so it might not be easy to get a visa." Wen Xinai thought for a while.

Song Zihe didn't ask any more questions and drove home.

When the two returned home, it was still early for dinner, so they sat together and watched a movie, Wen Xinai was sitting, Song Zihe was resting his head on her lap, watching the old movie "Roman Holiday", the two held hands tightly, Song Zihe seemed to be more interested in her fingers, playing with her slender fingers over and over again, putting them between his lips and kissing them, but he didn't watch much of the movie at all.

Most people should have watched such an old film a long time ago, and of course Wen Xin'ai has seen it too, but she still feels that the story is beautiful and yearning after watching it now, but she knows the final result, the more beautiful the process is, the final result It will make people more embarrassing.

She suddenly felt sad, and subconsciously caressed Song Zihe's soft and dense hair with the other hand. He had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. His skin was pale, and his eyelashes were even longer than girls. When he fell asleep, he would unconsciously frown and tighten the two thick black eyebrows. It seemed that there was always something that bothered him. She just stared at this face, and just looking at it made her feel satisfied.

After watching for a while, she finally couldn't help lowering her head, kissed the corner of his lips secretly, her face slowly turned red, because this is really not something girls should do, how embarrassing would it be if they were found out?So she just touched her, and wanted to raise her head, but then her head was held down by a hand, the lips that wanted to leave were lightly bitten, and then her head was pressed down again, making intimate contact with the lips that were kissed just now.

He didn't fall asleep at all, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind. When the sudden warmth on his lips made him realize what it was, his heart skipped a beat, he grabbed her and continued to hug her and kiss her, just touching her lightly, like playing, Lips to lips, the tip of his tongue teasing, when he heard her low inhalation sound, he finally couldn't resist the tingling sensation brought by such a superficial tingling, sat up, turned and pressed her on the sofa, heavily kiss down.

"Roman Holiday" is coming to an end, and the two people on the sofa are still kissing inseparably, "Never leave me, my love." The extreme passion made his voice tremble, and he sank into the warmth, his eyes Talking in a daze, it seems to be unconsciously triggered by a feeling, and it seems to be aware of something.

Wen Xinai's body froze, staring at him, the passionate blushing clung to her face, making people out of control, Song Zihe kissed her impatiently, and Wen Xinai couldn't see what was in his eyes.

The two of them ate very late, and the exercise just now made them both hungry, but for some reason, the atmosphere was inexplicably dull.

Song Zihe washed the dishes, and when he came out of the kitchen, he saw Wen Xinai leaning on the balcony door, holding a mobile phone in her hand. The light on the mobile phone screen had long since gone out, but she was still staring at the mobile phone screen in a daze.

"Come in, it's cold outside," he took his coat and put it on Wen Xin'ai, and finally couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

"No, nothing." Wen Xinai quickly stuffed the phone into her pocket, "Because I didn't go to work today, the boss sent a message to ask me." She didn't dare to look Song Zihe in the eyes, she lowered her head and walked past him. house went.

Song Zihe followed, and suddenly said to Wen Xin'ai's back, "As I said, Xin'ai, I'm not an outsider."

Wen Xin'ai's forward movement froze, and she stopped there for a long time before saying in a low voice: "I'm going to take a shower." She said and went into the bathroom.

In the middle of the night, it was still a bit cold outside, Wen Xin'ai left the community and stood on the road with a dazed expression.

There were a few taxis parked on the side of the road, but there were no pedestrians. She got into a taxi, and when she got in the taxi, she couldn't help but look back at the gate of the community before getting into the car.

In fact, she had turned her head countless times when she came out of the house. She hesitated for a long time on the short distance from the house to the gate of the community, but finally decided to leave.

In the morning, he received a message from Du Ning, which was actually sent in the middle of the night. He didn't see it until morning. Du Ning asked her to throw the money hidden at her house into the trash can according to the agreement. She replaced her mobile phone card with the one used in City A to prevent the police from tracking her down, and she did so.

However, in the evening, he sent another message: You can leave, the riverside pier, let's go together.

He wanted to escape abroad on a smuggler's boat. This was the only way he could not die, and she knew that he said we must be together, and if she didn't show up, he wouldn't leave.

Therefore, she must leave with him, she has no choice.

The taxi driver had been looking at her curiously. It was really weird for a girl to go to the pier by the river in the middle of the night. She ignored him and looked down at the cell phone she was holding tightly in her hand.

(End of this chapter)