Food store[GL]

Go to bed early, we have to climb the mountain tomorrow.Han Weiji decided to shelve this issue for the time being and not to discuss it tonight.

Tomorrow, a group of people are going to visit Lake Ashi and climb Mt. Komagata by the way. They will set off before dawn, trying to see the sunrise on the mountain, have a picnic by the lake at noon, and plan to rush to Tokyo in the afternoon.

After the two of them washed up, Han Weiji walked back to the bed first, knelt down, patted the bed lightly, and gently called Meng Yixuan who had just come out of the bathroom.Meng Yixuan pursed her lips, and obediently walked to the bed and lay down on the bed, Han Weiji helped her cover the quilt, then turned off the light, and lay down beside her.

Good night.Han Weiji said.

Good night...

The room became quiet, and the cold moonlight in winter permeated faintly through the shoji from the window, casting a layer of silver light on the darkness in the room.

It was the first time for Meng Yixuan to sleep on Japanese quilts and tatami mats. Although the tan was soft and clean, she was still not used to it.Staring at the ceiling, I felt inexplicably sad.Han Weiji was beside her, breathing lightly.Feeling uneasy for no reason emerged, Meng Yixuan bit her lower lip, mustered up the courage to say:

Weiji, are you asleep?

not yet.

Silence, after this meaningless conversation, Meng Yixuan didn't speak any more, and Han Weiji didn't try to continue the conversation.Turning his body slightly, Han Weiji turned over and lay on his side with his back to Meng Yixuan, exhaling deeply.

Meng Yixuan turned her head to look at her back, her lips trembled, feeling aggrieved, she endured it, and couldn't help it.She also turned sideways, reached out her hand quietly, penetrated into Han Weiji's quilt, and grabbed the clothes around her waist.

Han Weiji felt the cold behind his back, and the clothes around his waist tightened, and he knew that Meng Yixuan was holding her.But she didn't move or react.

Meng Yixuan stubbornly tugged on Han Weiji's clothes, but she didn't get a response for a long time, her heart turned cold, she could only withdraw her hand silently, helped Han Weiji tuck the quilt, and walked sideways to the other side, raising her hand. He covered his head with the quilt, covered his mouth, and cried softly.

She knew that as she became more and more emotional and annoying, Han Weiji must be angry and refused to talk to herself.What to do, she's going to hate herself.

Meng Yixuan almost couldn't understand herself. How could she be like this in the past? But now? She is coquettish, self-willed, and loves to play petty temper. The originally good atmosphere was made so bad by herself.

Suddenly, a sigh was heard, and immediately after, the quilt covering her head was lifted off.She hastily stretched out her hand to grab it, unwilling to show her face.

Don't cover your head, it's not good for your health.Han Weiji's voice is still gentle.

don't...don't look...uh...

Even though Meng Yixuan made some weak resistance, the quilt was still lifted.Meng Yixuan was lying on her side with her back to Han Weiji, curled up into a ball, covering her face with her hands, sobbing softly, at this moment she didn't know how to face Han Weiji.

Han Weiji didn't say anything, and helped her cover the quilt again, then wrapped her into his arms through the quilt, and leaned his head to her ear and kissed her gently.

Just hugging and being hugged like this for a while, Meng Yixuan's emotions gradually calmed down and calmed down.She wiped her tears, trembling slightly hoarse voice, said:

sorry...

Xuanxuan...Han Weiji spoke, his gentle and deep voice was like soft music flowing in the night. You are my girlfriend. Not being polite to me.This means that you are close to me and that I am your most special person.You, everything is good, but you always feel inferior, always feel that you are not good, and you are not happy even playing with your temper, so I am not happy with it.In the future, if you feel that you want to play with your temper, you can release it as much as you want, and I will follow, I promise you will not be angry, but will be very happy.This is the way lovers get along. Only when one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, can there be love.

Pfft...Meng Yixuan laughed through her tears, feeling like a lunatic crying and laughing at the same time.

Don't think you are bad, otherwise what am I? I like you, if you are not good at anything, why do I like you? In my eyes, you are good in everything and cute in everything.You always feel bad about yourself and degrade yourself into the dust, so don’t I fall in love with a mysterious creature that is worse than dust? I’m not that perverted, okay? I like Meng Yixuan, a lovely girl child.

Hmm...Meng Yixuan felt like she had eaten honey, it was so sweet to the bottom of her heart.

Do you think I am outstanding? Han Weiji asked her suddenly.

There are still people in this world who would ask this kind of question? Meng Yixuan couldn't help complaining, with a strong nasal voice.

You just answer yes.Han Weiji tightened his arms, and shook twice coquettishly, even Meng Yixuan's body also shook.

Hmm...It's very good, otherwise I...wouldn't like you.Meng Yixuan, who rarely confessed her love, blushed in the dark.