Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

The fragrance seemed to float in front of Qiu Cimu with Mu Ciwan's smile, making him instantly forget what was tangled in his mind before, subconsciously showing a sweet smile to Mu Ciwan, and the light-colored pupils also Shining light: "Wanwan, you're here, I'll be fine soon."

After speaking, the smile on his face became stiff, and the thoughts just now gradually came back, Qiu Cimu patted his head in frustration, thinking why he didn't have a long memory, after seeing Mu Ciwan, he forgot everything.

Regarding Qiu Cimu's thoughts, after seeing the other party's annoyed expression, Mu Ciwan guessed most of them, but she deliberately didn't say anything, pretending to be unaware, and didn't give Qiu Cimu any further steps to get angry: "Why? Don't come down yet, is there something uncomfortable?"

How could the little white rabbit Qiucimu be Mu Ciwan's opponent? She had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit opposite Mu Ciwan, watching him scoop up a bowl of seafood porridge for him.

I don't know whether it was Mu Ciwan or the smell of seafood porridge that dispelled the youth in my heart. After all, Qiu Cimu's anger still didn't arise, and Mu Ciwan dragged her to school obediently.

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Spring and autumn come, time goes by, high school life seems so short in later memories, after going through the college entrance examination, successfully admitted to university, living together as a matter of course, everything is so smooth, stable enough to become the fairy couple in others' mouth .

The two are not in the same school, but in the same city.

live in the same place.

The rumors about Qiu Cimu and Mu Ciwan in the school were raging. Even if the parties wanted to keep a low profile, they couldn't help it because of their outstanding appearance.

Qiu Cimu, who left Muciwan, was not as cheerful as imagined, and his friends were only a few friends from the dormitory during military training. Most of the time, the relationship with others was just a few words.

Other women are even more respectful.

In this regard, roommates often sigh in the group that Qiucimu is a love brain.

Qiucimu has no opinion on this word.

Winter, a cold season.

Qiu Cimu next to Mu Ciwan is curious about the world.

After leaving Muciwan, Qiucimu always has a vague barrier towards the world.

With a cup of hot milk tea in his hand, he walked casually on the street, waiting for Mu Ciwan's arrival.

The snow season had not yet arrived, and the cold wind howled past, causing him to bury half of his face in the scarf.

Pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, and no one will stop to pay attention to him, as if he is just a scenery on the road.The trees on both sides of the street, with withered leaves and withered branches, seem to be telling something silently.

He made a sudden movement, stretched out his right hand, and gently stroked a nearby tree.

His movements were soft and delicate, as if he was touching a lovely thing.This action made him break away from that ungrateful and ungrateful appearance, and became more kind and lovely.

He turned and left, his back was getting further and further away, but it made people feel that his indifference was no longer so scary.

The places he walked seemed to become more delicate and moving because of his every move.

He sat on a cool chair by the side of the road. The chair was wiped off with paper, leaving only the coolness.

While he was annoyed that he came too early today, he was also excited because he was about to meet Mu Ciwan.

It's been two days since we last met.

The busyness of school made home temporarily a noun.

Neither of them had time to go back, so they could only find time to meet at the nearest place.

Occasionally, after an experiment is over, I look up to the window, look at the scenery outside, and feel the atmosphere from autumn to winter.The leaves gradually turn yellow and fall to the ground, forming a beautiful picture.

He would always think of Mu Ciwan.

It was clearly separated for two days, which is one of the few, and even for some people, it is just a time to sleep.

But he couldn't control his thoughts.

It was like the leaf being shaken by the wind, crumbling and uncontrollable.

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, Mu Ciwan came late.

Wearing a windproof overcoat with the same scarf around her neck, when she stood in front of him, the cold wind blew her hair and let it fall wantonly, together with Mu Ciwan's kiss.

The fiery longing made the two of them no longer care about where this place is. Qiu Cimu was unable to hook Mu Ciwan's clothes corner, endured the other party's aggression, and looked at the turmoil in the other party's eyes. He knew that it was The same thoughts as him.

When parting is heavy breathing and holding hands.

They held hands tightly, as if there were only two of them in the world.Their eyes met, looking into each other's eyes.They were so close that they could feel each other's breath, which made their hearts beat faster.

Qiu Cimu looked at Mu Ciwan and showed a shallow smile.

Mu Ciwan suddenly stretched out his other hand and showed a leaf in front of him.

A tender green leaf.

"I saw a leaf by accident, and I always thought it liked you very much, so I brought it here."

Qiucimu smiled, there were red marks at the corners of his eyes, and he looked gorgeous. Leaning in Mu Ciwan's arms, he suddenly reached out and snatched the green leaves, and stuffed the milk tea in his hands, as if it was a scene. Bright grew up and a legitimate exchange.

"Does it like me or do you like me?"

He asked rhetorically, there was curiosity in his eyes, but more determination, those eyes were narrow and long, clearly cold eyes, but in Mu Ciwan's eyes, they were so delicate and lovely.

She also raised the corners of her lips, "I like you, but I like you more, after all, I brought it to your god."

A mass of white snow drifted between the two of them, and landed on the green leaves, turning into crystal prisms.

"Snowing."

"Well," Mu Ciwan replied, "The weather forecast says there will be snow today."

She stood up, reached out and pulled Qiu Cimu up: "This year's first snow, do you want to build a snowman together?"

Qiucimu's brows and eyes curved: "Okay."

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There is something to say: The story of the two little dumplings is over here, I forgot to write meaty meat, when I write the next chapter to make it up, there should be a few more plot points, but come on... this world is a bit long Yes, it was cut in half.

And those who are more careful may find that the style of writing in the last chapter is a bit different, intentional, intentional, I quite like this style of writing, but it doesn’t seem to work well on tomatoes, everyone, watch it.