[Tomb Notes bg] Lost Notes

Xiuxiu and Zhang Qiling returned to the garage, and as soon as they entered, they saw Nan Xing squatting beside the car, swinging his arms and turning the jack, with a tire lying beside him.

"When we were about to get home, the tire was nailed. When she came back, she insisted on changing the tire by herself, and Ladu couldn't leave." Xiuxiu said.

Zhang Qiling didn't say a word, just looking at Nan Xing's enthusiasm and the new tires installed firmly, he didn't look drunk at all.

He walked towards her, and as soon as he got to her side, he saw that she had taken out the jack, stood up tremblingly, put the jack on her shoulder, turned around, and met Zhang Qiling who was standing in front of her. .

Dust was all over her face and body, her face was disheveled, but her eyes were crystal clear.Her blinking movements were a little slower than usual because of her drunkenness, and her eyes, which were already a little blurred, now had a natural charm.

It seemed that she recognized who was standing in front of her, those bright eyes were filled with smiles instantly, and her hands couldn't help relaxing. The jack lost its support and fell from her shoulders, and was followed by Zhang Qiling caught it in the air and put it aside.

"Can you still go?" Zhang Qiling looked at her and asked.

"Of course...you can." Nan Xing replied in a low voice, his voice hoarse due to the effect of alcohol.As she said that, she took a step forward, but she tripped over the old tire that had just been replaced, and her body, which had barely maintained its balance, fell limply towards the ground at this moment.

The slender arms held her in front of her and held her firmly. She subconsciously grasped the only support in front of her with both hands, and then said slowly: "Just now...it was an accident, I changed the direction...do it again."

Before he had time to stand up from Zhang Qiling's arms, Nan Xing was picked up by him with one hand, carried on his shoulder, and walked towards the door of the house.

Her chest was pressed against his shoulders, and her head was hanging in the air. This position was really not very comfortable.She yelled with reluctance: "Let me... come down..." But this hoarse voice could not express her reluctance at all, it sounded more like coquetry.

She was answered by silence.

So she continued: "If you don't let me down...I'm going to spit on you..."

"Hold it." His voice was very low, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes.

She gave up resisting, and let Zhang Qiling carry her all the way to the bathroom angrily, and put her in the bathtub.She was probably afraid that he would carry her away again, so she didn't move, make noise or speak, just lay in the bathtub and looked at him with her eyes open, with a dazed expression on her face.

"Knock on the door after taking a shower, and I'll be outside." Zhang Qiling left the bathroom after leaving these words, closing the door gently.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, Zhang Qiling opened the bathroom door, and saw Nan Xing leaning against the door who had just finished taking a shower, as soon as she saw him, she leaned limply on him, whispering Said: "I am so obedient, you have to hug me."

He knew that she was still drunk, and all she said was drunk.

After a long silence, I saw Nan Xing suddenly raised his head from his embrace, his tall and slender nose tip brushed against his resolute chin, and his bright eyeballs, a little confused at the moment, stared at him closely.

At that glance, Zhang Qiling felt that the pity that only she could touch in his heart quietly rose again.

"Brother." A soft and delicate address touched the heartstrings again.

Nan Xing kept staring at his face, pursed his lips, and there was a light mist in his eyes, which seemed to be provocative, but in fact, it was just a temperament emanating from his bones, not deliberately.

Nan Xing suddenly stretched out his hand, caressed his face gently, kept moving, and started to go all the way down from the neck, Zhang Qiling's whole body froze, he suddenly raised his hand to hold her hand, stopping her movement action.

Nan Xing didn't intend to stop at all, instead he made an inch of it, leaned closer to him, and called softly, "Brother."

"You look so good-looking." With her upturned head, she moved a little closer to him, her soft lips pressed against his chin, and as soon as she spoke, she rubbed his chin up and down.

"Would you marry me?" Zhang Qiling pulled out the hand held by Zhang Qiling, and then tightly wrapped his hands around his neck.

Zhang Qiling was about to push Nan Xing's hand away when he stopped in mid-air, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, he didn't expect her to ask this question.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Nan Xing showed a trace of sadness on his delicate face, and the next second, he said distressedly: "It doesn't matter if you don't marry me, then I will marry you."

Zhang Qiling looked at Nan Xing's bright eyes, she was completely drunk, but the strong expectation in her eyes was true.

He began to recall the things he had experienced with her since he woke up and saw her in the meteorite in Snake Marsh more than ten years ago, and the question that had been lingering in his mind before heading to Leicheng.

At the same time, the feeling that confuses the inner boundaries began to occupy his heart again.

"Are you going to marry me or not? If you don't marry me, I'm going to be tough." She pouted, like a child who begged for candy but was rejected, her voice was a little crying.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, with a serious look, she was obviously very drunk, but it made people feel very sober.

"Nan Xing, calm down..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were kissed by Nan Xing.Her unique sweetness mixed with the aroma of wine made Zhang Qiling stunned again.

She had no intention of letting go, but instead searched for something with a bit of youthfulness, and tried to poke in, with a bit of a tentative taste.

Zhang Qiling held Nan Xing's arm tightly, and his strength continued to increase, as if he could crush Nan Xing's clothes at any time.This is not the first time he has faced her aggression. Every time he pushes her away, he needs more and more strength. Maybe one day, he will no longer be able to push her away.

Just before he pushed her away, the unaware culprit in his arms suddenly let go of him, and looked at him with triumphant eyes.

The hands hooked around his neck suddenly pulled him towards her with force. At the same time, she tiptoed her feet and pressed her forehead against his, laughing twice.

"Brother, you are underestimated by me now, you have no reputation, if word spreads, no woman dares to marry you, you can only be my Zhang Nanxing's man, say, do you still want to marry me now! Say it!"

Looking at her domineering appearance, Zhang Qiling couldn't laugh or cry, her unreasonable appearance was inexplicably cute.

Nan Xing saw that he was just looking at him, but didn't answer, and was immediately annoyed, and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips again, this time biting with a bit of revenge.

"Speak quickly! Tell me quickly! Will you marry me? If you refuse me, I will spread the news that you were frivolous by me, so that you will never be able to marry a wife in the future."

Nan Xing's voice inadvertently rose a little.

Zhang Qiling silently raised his hand to gently caress her face, which had been smudged pink by alcohol, then slid it to the back of her head, inserted it into her hair and down to her neck, and suddenly pressed hard.

He finally used this method to calm her down.

Carrying the unconscious Nan Xing back to her room, covering her with the quilt, Zhang Qiling looked at her sleeping face and meditated for a moment, then got up and went back to his room.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Qiling woke up after hearing the sound of glass breaking from the living room.

When I came to the living room, I saw a newly broken glass lying in the trash can, which was Nan Xing's water glass.

At this time, the stamina of the wine should have picked up, and she accidentally broke it when she came out to drink water.

"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?" Nan Xing's voice came from the bathroom.

Zhang Qiling came to the bathroom, and saw Nan Xing standing in front of the sink, putting his phone in front of the mirror, and chatting with it in a decent manner with Siri on.

"Snowwhite? Is that you?" Siri replied.

Nan Xing obviously didn't hear the answer she wanted, and said angrily: "Wrong answer! Definitely wrong! (Wrong answer, completely wrong!)" The answer she wanted to hear seemed to be her own name.

After a few seconds, her tone softened again: "But I'll give you a second chance. Now, listen to me very carefully... (But I decided to give you another chance, now, listen to me carefully...)"

Before Nan Xing could ask that question again, the phone was taken away by Zhang Qiling.Her eyes followed the phone and moved to Zhang Qiling.

"Hey, dreamboat, (Hey, dream lover)" Nan Xing's eyes softened again the moment he saw him, and a smile overflowed from his eyes, "Have you made up your mind? (Have you made up your mind?)"

As the stamina picked up, Nan Xing's mind had already entered a hazy state, and he subconsciously used English when speaking.

"Youaredrunk. (You're drunk.)" Zhang Qiling understood what she meant, and wanted to ask him whether to marry her or not.

"I'm not drunk, I know exactly what I'm doing, (I'm not drunk, I know what I'm doing)" Nan Xing walked up to Zhang Qiling with the hand on the washstand, leaned his head on his shoulder, and murmured: "I have loved you for more thanadecade... (I I have loved you for more than ten years...)"

Nan Xing's voice was very soft when he said this sentence, but the meaning of this sentence shocked Zhang Qiling's heart.

After a while, she raised her head again and looked at him seriously. The blush on her cheeks came out from her skin, lining her pair of watery and autumnal pupils. She smiled wryly and said, "I'm malso justa girl, standinginfrontofaboy, askinghimtoloveher... ...(I'm just an ordinary girl, standing in front of the boy I love, begging him to love her...)"

After she finished speaking, she buried her head in his arms again, and there was no movement.

Subtle and even breaths fell on his neck, and she fell asleep.