Sad reminder Xiaobai

The days are busy, but I never want to stop.

As the middle of the month approached, the heavy snow never stopped. Zhou Ji covered his hands and walked back and forth in the house. As the end of the year approached, Liang Nuo became more and more busy.

So he didn't let Zhou Ji wait, and went back directly.

No, Zhou Ji stayed in the house early, lying on his stomach by the window, watching the snowflakes falling outside.

He thought that tomorrow would be the middle of the month, and he would be fine the day after tomorrow. Liang Nuo was so busy, so it would be better if he didn't bother Liang Nuo.

Thinking about it, Zhou Ji had nothing to do and started packing his small luggage, then looked up, the room was already a little dark.

Lighted the lamp, boiled water, washed, went back to the house, and nestled under the quilt bored.

Zhou Ji turned his body sideways, feeling somewhat sad for no reason.

Sighing, he bent his legs, buried half of his face in the bed, thinking that Liang Nuo was on his way back now, and Zhou Liang probably wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity, after all, it's rare that he doesn't have his own light bulb.

Zhou Ji felt that he must be ill, the illness was not clear, his heart seemed to be soaked in bitter medicinal soup for a while, and then left to dry in the snow coldly.

I couldn't help feeling sorry for my heart, squinted my eyes, took a few deep breaths, lay down on my back, thinking, Zhou Ji, Zhou Ji, be quiet, this kind of life is already the best.

After tossing and turning, Zhou Ji's sleepiness disappeared, and the wick burned slowly, listening to the sound of the wind blowing outside.

Hearing someone approaching vaguely, Zhou Ji quickly closed his eyes, guessing that it was Liang Nuo, she should be back.

The door was pushed open babblingly, and there were soft footsteps, but they didn't approach the bed.

After a while, he went to the door again, Zhou Ji guessed that he was probably going to boil hot water to wash his body.

No idea, squinting and waiting, waiting, Zhou Ji felt that the time was getting longer and longer.

He simply turned his body sideways, stared at the door, and kicked the bed with trembling feet.

The accident happened so suddenly, Zhou Ji watched the door being pushed open, his heart was stuck in his throat, he just pretended to be asleep, closed his eyes, and didn't dare to move.

Hearing the soft voice, Zhou Ji was sweating a little as he tugged on the quilt with his palms.

Until the sound of footsteps approached, part of the light was dimly blocked.

"Ah Ji." Liang Nuo called softly.

Zhou Ji felt that he should continue to pretend.

After a while, Liang Nuo moved away, feeling vaguely that the room was dark, probably because Liang Nuo turned off the lights.

Zhou Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Liang Nuo who was slowly approaching, a little worried, no, he heard Liang Nuo hit something, and Zhou Ji was startled.

Fortunately, Liang Nuo finally reached the bedside safely, and Zhou Ji continued to play his role with peace of mind.

Beside her, she lay down relaxed, stretched out her hand to straighten the bedding, Zhou Ji was so nervous that she didn't dare to move.

After finally waiting for Liang Nuo's hand to move away, he didn't expect Liang Nuo to be close to him, and his breath fell on his cheeks in clusters. At this time, what Zhou Jichao wanted to do was to swallow the saliva in his throat.

Alas, the sky doesn't follow people's wishes, the hand that rests next to the ear touches it from time to time, and Zhou Ji is frightened all over.

Howling in my heart, sister, what do you want to do?

close your eyes,

The person next to him raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand and tapped his nose lightly, Zhou Ji felt his nose itching, and really wanted to move that troublesome hand away.

Unexpectedly, warmth came from the tip of the nose, lingered on the forehead, eyebrows, stopped at the corner of the mouth, until the lips were warmly licked, Zhou Ji felt his whole body was burning.

Liang Nuo is awake, so what does she mean by doing this?

It has to be said that Zhou Ji's only IQ was insufficient due to this gentle kiss.

It was just that his lips were numb due to the pain, so he couldn't help but bared.

The person who made the disturbance suddenly stopped moving, and Zhou Ji also blamed himself in his heart, why did he suddenly speak out.

Fortunately, Zhou Ji remained in the mummy state for a while, and then he felt relieved, touched his forehead lightly, bowed his head to the side, and panted slightly.

Stretching out his arms to hug her, resting on his shoulders, the atmosphere was a bit oppressive, and Zhou Ji was aware of it for some reason.

The person beside him raised his head slightly, leaned close to his neck, breathed softly, and murmured in a low voice, "Ah Ji, I miss you, don't go back, stay with me for a while, okay?"

This begging tone caused Zhou Ji to be picked up mercilessly.

Time seemed to stand still, and it was unknown who fell asleep first, but when Zhou Ji woke up the next day, Liang Nuo was already awake, holding hot porridge on the table in his hand, and said to Zhou Ji who had just woken up, "Wake up, come on!" Let's have porridge."

Zhou Jilai stayed in the quilt for a while, then crawled out, put on a thick jacket, washed his clothes, sat aside, and drank porridge.

Glancing at Liang Nuo who was sitting aside, he didn't notice anything unusual.

I thought to myself, could it be that yesterday was a dream, no, it must be true.

Zhou Ji buried himself in the porridge, and Liang Nuo at the side said, "Ah Ji, isn't the porridge good?"

Zhou Ji raised his head and replied, "No, no, it's delicious." As he spoke, he still remembered the white porridge with pickles in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly stretched out his hand to support Zhou Ji's face, Zhou Ji's hands trembled in fright, thinking, come again, Liang Nuo is not that kind of person.

Facts have proved that Zhou Ji is right.

Liang Nuo stretched out his hand to support Zhou Ji's face, looked at it, rubbed his fingers together, and asked worriedly, "Ah Ji, there is a red and purple spot on his neck, does it hurt?"

At the beginning, Zhou Ji really didn't think about it, and stretched out his hand to feel it. Later, he realized that it might be left over from last night.

Zhou Ji was speechless, looking at Liang Nuo in front of him who was still worried about him, and said perfunctorily, "No, it's okay, maybe it was bitten by something."

Looking at the little porridge in the spoon in his hand, he said, "Arnuo, I really don't feel pain. If I don't eat the porridge, it will be cold."

Only then did Liang Nuo hesitantly let go of his hand, and replied, "If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, remember to tell me."

Zhou Ji's old face was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, he nodded hurriedly, sucking the porridge in his mouth.

And this matter was finally covered up.

After the meal, Liang Nuo checked again and again, and Zhou Ji was allowed to go out after being wrapped in chubby clothes.

On this day, Zhou Ji was in a complicated mood, holding his pen straight and shaking his head, while Xiao Ling worriedly asked, "Xiao Ji, what's wrong with you? I can help you to ask the next lady, that's fine. "

"No, it's okay, it has nothing to do with Huahua."

Zhou Ji stared at the painting with his head depressed. He only ate a bowl of rice for lunch, and then began to immerse himself in painting again.

In the evening, when the sky was dark, Muqin rubbed her neck, and beside her, she gave this month's wages, saying, "Tomorrow, I'll be on vacation, and I won't come back until the tenth day of next year."

Zhou Ji nodded, not in the mood to think too much.

After going out, he got into the carriage, staggered, Zhou Ji felt a little dizzy, and stretched out his hand to touch the place Liang Nuo touched this morning, his face suddenly burned.

Obviously he is the innocent one, alas, Zhou Ji can't understand what he is thinking, do you hate it?No, do you like it?

On the contrary, his heart was thumping and thumping non-stop, it was over, Zhou Ji was depressed, wondering, and confused, how could he become like this.

After getting out of the carriage, Zhou Ji realized that the door had already been opened.

Could it be that Liang Nuo has come back? Zhou Ji pushed open the door, closed it, went into the back room, looked at the already lit room, sure enough Liang Nuo came back.

He didn't expect to see a hot meal, Zhou Ji looked at Liang Nuo who came in with a bowl, and heard her say, "I came back early today, I didn't expect Ah Ji to come back yet, but can I still eat?"

Zhou Ji's stomach was already rumbling in response, he nodded, sat aside, holding chopsticks in his hand, and said, "Well, I happen to be very hungry too."

Every time I thought about Liang Nuo, drinking wine in front of me, Zhou Ji asked with a grain of rice in his mouth, "Is this wine good?"

Liang Nuo shook his head, and replied, "It's very bitter."

Zhou Ji didn't understand what this meant, but felt that Liang Nuo seemed to be much older at this time.

The hot food in my mouth has also become tasteless, but I don't know what to do.

When he put down the chopsticks in his hand, Liang Nuo also stopped his cup, stretched out his hand to take the soup, passed it in front of him, and said, "It's cold, drink some soup to warm your stomach."

Zhou Ji held the bowl and drank slowly, while Liang Nuo on the side said to himself, "Ah Ji, have you tidied up your things? I have asked for leave tomorrow, so I can just go see you off"

"Well, it's almost there."

"So, when will you be back?"

"I'll be back on the eighth and ninth day of next year."

Seeing Liang Nuo looking down, Zhou Ji swallowed his soup and asked, "What's the matter? You don't look very well?"

Liang Nuo put his hands on his head and held his cup, staring at something, and replied in a low voice, "It's nothing, just, I can't bear to see Ah Ji for a while."

"It's okay, I'll be back soon." God knows how awkward Zhou Ji felt when he said this.

Seeing that Liang Nuo didn't mean to be entangled, he was immersed in his own world, but Zhou Ji was a little at a loss.