Help each other with "silence"

"Mei, I want to eat an apple." Lin Xuan hugged the pillow, and the light from the screen shone on that seductive face.

"Okay." Qin Mei inserted an apple and handed it to Lin Xuan's mouth. Lin Xuan opened his mouth and took a bite. He raised his head and looked into Qin Mei's eyes. Even in a dark room, he could still see each other. Love in the eyes.

Shen Shen watched a comedy played on the screen, and listened to the conversation between the two behind him, his brows always trembled uncontrollably.

Suddenly feeling the sight from the side, he was stunned for a moment, looked over, and met Gu Yimo's eyes which were staring at him.

Those dark eyes were full of concern and love.

silly girl.

After silently thinking a word, he staggered his eyes and looked at the screen.

This year, it's very lively.

Dad has no relatives, I don't know why.And after that person left, there were always two people in the family during Chinese New Year.

Two people eat New Year's Eve dinner together, two people watch New Year's Eve programs together, two people watch movies together, two people chat together.

Then, go back to the room alone.

She and her father have lived alone for ten years.

No one came to pay New Year's greetings, no one came to play, it was deserted.

Every year, there is no extra sound, and the sound of firecrackers is too harsh in such a deserted environment.

Ten years, two people celebrate the new year.

28 years, spent everything alone.

Go to work alone, eat alone, leave work alone, and take vacation alone.

What, all alone.

But now, a silly girl said that she likes living in such a muddle.

Then, four good girls were brought.

A warm New Years Eve like never before.

A reassuring New Years Eve.

Thanks, silly girl.

At two o'clock in the morning, they were finally sleepy, and led their family back to the room. Shen Mo and Gu Yimo packed their things and went back to the room.

Each room has its own bathroom.

Gu Yimo went to wash first, opened the curtains silently, and stood in front of the window with her hands folded, looking at the snowy world outside the window, with her eyes slightly closed, the amber light was restrained.

Missed, what?

Will this silly girl, myself, miss it?

If you miss it, what will happen?

Shen Mo looked at the layer of water mist formed on the window due to the heating in the house, and fixed his eyes on a drop of water slowly sliding down above.

Watching it slide down from above, leaving a string of bright traces, and then slowly slide down from his eyes.

If I miss it, will I never find it again?

When Gu Yimo came out, what he saw was the silent figure of Depression standing in front of the window.

My heart hurts slightly.

When will I become someone who can warm you up?

"Let me blow your hair for you." Gu Yimo was wiping his long hair with a towel, when he suddenly heard a silent, clear yet gentle voice with his back facing him.

"Huh?" She didn't seem too sure, looking at the silence who hadn't turned around yet, with doubts in her eyes.

Shen Mo didn't answer, but turned around slowly and walked to the bedside, took out a black hair dryer from the bedside table, plugged it into the socket on the bedside, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked up at Gu Yi who was stunned in front of the bathroom door. Mo, hooked his lips, and remained silent.

Silently left, on the exposed window, a drop of water slipped to the bottom, merged into the gap, and disappeared without a trace.

"Oh." Gu Yimo recovered from Shen Mo's lip curling action, collected himself, walked over, and sat in front of Shen Mo.

The roar of the hair dryer rang out, reverberating in the silent room, a gust of hot air brushed the wet long hair, Shen Mo picked up a strand of hair with her left hand, and slightly moved the mouth of the hair dryer away, she quietly watched the jet-black hair in her hand, her eyes fluttered Circling, seems to be thinking about something.

Will you leave?

This silly girl.

Ugh.

Mo Mo's slender fingers slid across Gu Yimo's soft hair, and his amber eyes sank.

"Okay." Shen Mo turned off the hair dryer, the roar stopped abruptly, only the soft voice of Shen Mo echoed in the room.

Gu Yimo got up, walked to the luggage place in the corner suddenly, opened the bag, and took out a box.

"New Year's gift." Gu Yimo walked back with the box, stood in front of Shen Mo who was sitting on the edge of the bed, turned his face, straightened his right hand, and handed the box to the other party. It's slightly red.

Shen Shen took the box, glanced at the logo on the box, looked up at Gu Yimo, and said nothing.

It's the same brand as my watch, but it's the latest model with a seven-figure price.

"Yimo, look at me." Shen Mo put the gift beside the bed, looked up at Gu Yimo, with a serious voice that seemed somewhat cold.

Gu Yimo turned her head, looked into the silent eyes, the redness in the ears faded, and she had a completely serious expression.

"Such an expensive gift, are you sure you want to give it to me?" Shen Mo raised his eyebrows, looking at Gu Yimo, his amber eyes flickered.

"En." Gu Yimo just looked at the silence, and simply nodded his head in response.

"Why?" Shen Mo still looked at Gu Yimo expressionlessly, with a slightly cold voice.

"Because I like you, and you are worth it." Even with a cold face in silence, Gu Yimo's brows and eyes became gentle after saying these words, and the light waves flowing in the eyes under the light are all love for the woman in front of him Willingness and tenderness.

I deserve it?

Me, is it really worth it?

I do not know.

But, I might be able to prove I'm worth it.

Shen Mo suddenly smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, it was a warm smile.

"Yimo." She called softly.

"En." Gu Yimo watched her stretch out her right hand, squatted down with a smile, and looked at her.

"What... umm!"

Gu Yimo held Shen Mo's right hand, and was about to ask what's wrong, but in the next second, his vision was covered by a figure.

There was a touch of coldness on the lips, but it was the heat that scalded the lips.

She kissed herself!

Silence just touched them slowly, and they separated.

She smiled, looking at the stunned Gu Yimo, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes.

"Silence?" Gu Yimo came back to his senses, looked at Shen Mo with an excited yet suppressed smile.

"Return the gift." Shen Mo raised his left hand and gently stroked Gu Yimo's right cheek: "Also, congratulations."

"Congratulations?" Gu Yimo smiled and squinted slightly, looking at Silence, even with a questioning tone, the corners of her lips still had a curved, childish expression.

"Congratulations on your success." Gu Yimo looked silent, the corner of his mouth suddenly stiffened, and the only sound in the room was the sound of a drop of water falling from the shower head in the bathroom.

"You...you...you promised me!" A few minutes later, Gu Yimo, who suddenly realized it, stood up like a child, looked at the silence, and his fair face was flushed red with excitement. two groups.

"En." Mo Mo looked at her like this and smiled.

Really, silly girl.

But, I already, don't want to miss you silly girl.

Gu Yimo calmed down, her eyes filled with love.

"Silence." It was a gentle voice mixed with joy.

"En." Mo Mo looked at her with soft eyes.

"I like you."

"kindness."

"I like you, silence."

"I know." Silly girl.

"Silence, I like you."

"Well, me too." Silly girl.

"I like you."

"kindness."

"..."

"..."

——————END

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☆、Chapter 30

2015.01.01 New Year's Day Special

(One)

Snow night.

Time turns into white and soft snowflakes falling from the far side.The small milky body, in which the flashing images are constantly playing, is collected by time, our past years.

It is holding a memorial ceremony in its own way.

To commemorate, we will always stay with someone, something, and emotion on a certain day of a certain year, which is stored by time. Perhaps, billions of light years later, when it meets the Milky Way, those "a certain year" that no one can remember A certain day in a certain month" will bloom again to illuminate the universe.

"A certain day in a certain year..."

"What?" Gu Yimo carried a bag from the supermarket and walked behind the tall woman who was waiting for her on the side of the street, just about to call her out, but heard the familiar and elegant voice of that person slowly outline the whispering words.

The tall slender woman wore a long windbreaker with a waist and a slim fit. Her thick black waist-length hair was casually draped behind her back, and the wind carried snowflakes. Clear traces of moisturization.

"Mo?" Gu Yimo walked in front of Shen Mo, her dark and deep eyes were full of worry on her beautiful face, she looked at Shen Mo's jaw with sharp edges and corners due to her raised head, and her clear and soft voice.

"It's okay, have you bought it?" Shen Mo retracted his gaze from looking at an unknown place, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Gu Yimo. The woman reflected in the amber eyes had a beautiful appearance, and the pupils contained worry. Always wrapped in thick black love.

It's my silly girl.

Mo Mo lowered his brows and eyes softly, looked at Gu Yimo with a smile in his eyes.

"Go home!" The clear and soft voice suddenly raised, and there was a vague 300 taels of silver here.

Shen Mo felt the warmth and slenderness of the wrapped right hand, looked at the reddened ear roots between the hair of the person walking quickly in front, and the amber tenderness in his eyes.

Really, it's easy to be shy, Yimo.

About half a year ago, Yimo came to Shen Shen's apartment, saying that she was close to the company, but who knew the real purpose?

And Lin Xuan was dissatisfied for a long time because of Gu Yimo and Shen Mo's cohabitation, and every time he saw Gu Yimo, he left him with fiery red curly hair and a coquettish "hum".As a result, Silence couldn't help laughing every time, Gu Yimo helplessly supported his forehead.

The blunt and unreliable commander was angry.But the anger was not because they lived together, but because her younger sister and Xiao Yuyi were opposite Shen Mo's house, and she was angry that the four of them could play together at any time and left them behind.

Is it really okay for you to be so childish?

Whenever Gu Yimo thought of Lin Xuan's indignant expression, he couldn't help complaining.

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Yimo tightened his right hand in his left hand, which was gradually getting warmer from silence, rubbed it gently and slowly, and put it in the pocket of his beige windbreaker.I was thinking about how to stop that naive friend from making trouble, but when I turned around, I saw the delicate and elegant person next to me with his eyebrows bent, looking at him, his usually quiet and gentle amber eyes were now swaying with watery eyes. smile.

Mo Mo noticed it when Gu Yimo showed a helpless expression, looking at that face that was always considered cold and aloof to others and always gentle and caring to himself, he could not help but understand the reason, and it was a bit funny .

last year.

Before last year, every month and every day, I spent it without emotional changes.

Those pictures in the long river of time have always had only gray.

All the way, spread.

And just a year ago, this life began to be painted with color.

Sometimes helpless, sometimes dumbfounded, sometimes warm, sometimes smiling, sometimes laughing.

Bit by bit, spots of color appeared, in endless gray.

Orange street lights, snow-covered streets, and fiery crowds.

Two thin, tall and beautiful women walked together with their fingers clasped together.

Countless people passed by them, and they passed countless people.

In the end, the world became quiet, and the figures of the two were wrapped in a warm atmosphere and became dense.

only left with,

The heated background, the faint and elegant lighting, and the white and stretching streets.

In such a picture, two women, fingers clasped together, walked together.

Left, amber and rich black intertwined.

☆、Chapter 31

(two)

The originally quiet community was dyed red by the atmosphere of New Year's Eve. The undisguised laughter of children, the screams of excitement overflowing from the bottom of the heart when boys and girls guarded their idols, and the hoarse laughter of old people when their children were reunited Voice.

Fiery red, warm.

Wrapped in a blanket, Shen Mo sat in front of the French windows in the living room, leaning against the window with his head tilted.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise from the empty central square in the distance, and then, a bunch of red rose into the sky from there and bloomed.

The silent face was illuminated by the too dazzling light, and after a moment, it disappeared into darkness again.

A living room with no lights on, and, darkness without extra people.

"boom!"

That indifferent face seemed to be ignited, and what flashed was the splendor before it was destroyed.

The amber eyes were filled with fiery red, and in a trance, it seemed to be rippling with water.

The thin and slender body was curled up against the window, giving people the illusion of being swallowed by darkness.

09: 30.

ten o'clock.

Eleven o'clock.

11: 30.

Eleven forty-three.

twelve o'clock.

"Happy New Year!" Cheers came from a seemingly distant place, and the four words were repeated by countless different voices.

--"Happy New Year".

"Happy New Year, Yimo."

The cheers outside the window were blocked by something, and gradually swallowed up by the silence in the room.

In the empty room, slowly echoing like whispered words, the last sound before disappearing has a shape called sadness.

The amber light slowly faded away, and finally turned into silk thread and blended into the closed eyelids.

At two o'clock in the morning, the sound of the door lock turning in the quiet night woke up the woman who was sleeping by the window.

She didn't open her eyes, but just listened quietly to the soft sound of the woman entering the house to change her shoes, listening to the woman closing the door at an extremely slow speed, and hearing the "click" sound of locking.

She just listened quietly to the sound of the most important woman in her life turning on the light, to the sound of the woman's approaching footsteps, to the cold and trembling breath of the woman as she approached her.

Shen Mo smelled the strong alcohol smell from the other party's breath, closed his eyes and remained silent.

Gu Yimo looked at the woman sleeping by the window under the light, and saw her tall and slender body curled up under the blanket, and her heartache was drowned in the slightly drunken darkness.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Gu Yimo knelt behind Shen Mo, wrapped her slender arms around Shen Mo's head leaning against the window, leaned forward, and carefully attached her back, she wanted to hug her tightly , but dare not use force.

Lips quivered in broken apology.

Gu Yimo hugged Shen Mo from behind, feeling the coldness of her bony body.

Whose tears are buried in the neck?

Whose sorrow is it that crosses the window sill?

The woman knelt on the floor, embracing the woman she loved tightly, her head buried in her neck, panting slightly drunk with the smell of alcohol, something warm slipped from the corner of her eyes into her hair.

The woman was sitting on the floor, letting the woman she loved behind her embrace her, her head turned to the window, and a crystal face was reflected on the window in the open amber.

The crooked and overlapping figures gradually turned into a small dot, and the ending of a repeated sentence before disappearing was blown away.

That is, a choked, broken, sad sentence

--"sorry".

☆、Chapter 32

(three)

I see that woman every day.

She has the unique oriental black long hair, hanging down to the waist; she has the elegant and refined temperament of the oriental gentlemen that Mom told me; she has a face that is beyond my imagination of Chinese people.Amber eyes are calm and deep no matter whether they are smiling or indifferent, fair skin, three-dimensional facial features, and beautiful eyebrows.

She drives to school to pick up her daughter at four o'clock every afternoon.

And I, Biya, 26, was her daughter's English teacher.

In a private elementary school in the central area of ​​New York, USA, last year was my first time teaching, and I took over the first grade, and the girl was a transfer student who entered the class one week after the start of school.

Very cute girl.

Long brown and golden hair with a slight curl at the end.Azure pupils, deep eyes, high nose bridge, slender eyebrows that fall into the loose hair on the temples, they are tough and sharp.

I can't help but love those bright blue eyes and the shallow dimples when I smile.

Because she has many common characteristics of us Americans, I always thought she was an American girl.

Although, she has a nice Chinese name

——Shen Xi.

"Fukun, it's quiet..."

Although I am an American and an English teacher, I have a good impression of Eastern China.

I appreciate the ancient culture of that country.

So, I learned a little bit.

On the day of the transfer, Shen Xi was led into my office by that woman.

I never knew anyone could speak English so well.

Perhaps, it's just that her voice is too magical, soft and cold, and her slender figure standing in front of me seems to be naturally elegant and untainted.

She looked at me, and I saw those amber eyes glowing with the color of time.

I heard her slightly part her lips and say "Excuseme" to me.

She is dressed in black work clothes, capable and elegant.

From that day on, every afternoon during school, she would arrive outside the school gate on time around four o'clock, then open the car door when Shen Xi was running towards her car, get out of the car, bend over and hug Shen Xi, with a faint smile , nodded to me.

She was the only person who came to pick up Shen Xi.

She didn't look like a woman with an eight-year-old child.

Calm eyes, good figure, delicate face.

In such doubts, two years have passed.

Obviously from China, but she never went back even during Chinese New Year.Shen Xi is a very sensible child. I once asked her where her hometown is.

She said that her mother's hometown is her hometown.

However, she and her mother never went back once.

I always think that woman's eyes are beautiful but unfortunately they have no aura.

It was as if the amber, which had been sucked away from its essence, had dimmed itself.

Really, it fits her name very well.

"silent".

It is silence and indifference.

In my opinion, only Shen Xi can give that impossibly beautiful woman vitality.

Well-dressed, elegant, and well-bred.

And the moment that had nothing to do with Shen Xi, what I saw was her frailty and loneliness leaning against the car and looking up on a snowy day.

Really, a strange woman.

☆、Chapter 33

Small Night Theater (Part [-])

"Ha...ha..." The slender woman in home clothes raised her seductive jaw, her slender neck undulated slightly, and gasped for breath.

"Yimo?" Shen Mo stretched out his hand and gently supported Gu Yimo's waist, his amber eyes were as silent as ever, quietly looking at the person sitting on his body, his red lips parted slightly.

"Yi..." Feeling the soft warmth on his lips, he opened his eyes silently, looked at Gu Yimo's face who was close at hand, raised his jaw slightly, and gave a little response to the person who was trying to kiss.

In the brightly lit living room, Shen Mo sitting on the sofa, and Gu Yimo straddling Shen Mo.Two cool and elegant women, with their slender figures stuck together, showed another meaning besides beauty.

A □ □ confused, a trace of heart.

Gu Yimo closed her eyes, kissed the person under her devoutly, and just wanted to convey the overflowing love to her without reservation.

Gu Yimo withdrew his hands on the back of the sofa, relaxed his waist, and sat completely on Shen Mo's legs, embracing Shen Mo's slender neck more closely, his chest slightly approaching, his delicate side face glowing reddish under the light of light.

Mo Mo felt that Gu Yimo was getting closer and closer, she didn't refuse, but looked at Gu Yimo who was concentrating on conquering her jaw more tenderly, and the hands holding her slender waist tightened a little.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong with the ups and downs of the chest of the person on his body, Shen Mo turned his head, moved his lips, and gently pinched Gu Yimo's chin with his right hand, narrowing his amber eyes slightly.

"Ha...ha...cough cough..." Gu Yimo's fair face was flushed, and her dark eyes, which were always clear and capable, were now confused. She looked at Silence persistently, her chest heaving , eyes do not know because of the kiss or the current situation of being out of breath, they narrowed slightly in a bewildered posture, and the obsequiousness radiated from the bone marrow.

Silence's thumb and index finger pinched Gu Yimo's chin, and his left hand gently stroked her lips. He looked at her with amber eyes, feeling a little helpless.

"Yimo, breathe." The warm and elegant voice was mixed with irregular panting sounds, which filled the room with tenderness and pampering.

Small Night Theater

"Haha...haha..."

"Yimo, you need to breathe well..." Mo Mo hugged Gu Yimo's soft waist, feeling the undulating vibration of the other person's chest leaning on her shoulders, her elegant voice was gentle pampering, Also, a few traces of helplessness shaking his head and smiling.

"Haah... Mo... Mo..." Gu Yimo's face buried in Shen Mo's shoulders and neck was hidden in the shadows, and even those misty and seductive black eyes couldn't reveal the light.

This normally noble and cold woman is now straddling the legs of another gentle woman. She forgot to breathe because she kissed so hard, her head buried in the other's shoulder and neck, panting in a weak and restrained breath.

[What, she never took the initiative?Have you been proactive? 】

【Hey~ I can't tell, Yimo, you can be so enthusiastic when it's critical, tsk tsk tsk~】

[A reflection of no desire for a person's passionate kissing and touching? 】

[Isn't this very simple, that person doesn't like people who touch her. 】

【······That person doesn't like people who touch her·····】

【······dislike······】

"silent······"

Gu Yimo's hands hugging Shen Mo's neck tightened an imperceptible arc.

"Well, I'm here, what's the matter?" Shen Mo's slender and fair hands gently stroked Gu Yimo's long hair, looking at the ceiling lightly, her amber eyes glowed with soft light.

"..."

"What's the matter? Are you hungry?" After waiting in silence for a long time, the woman buried her head in the crescent of her neck did not move. The long black hair fell from her shoulders as she lowered her head, gently brushing her delicate face.

Silently staring at the back of Gu Yimo's head, there was a wave in his eyes, as if he remembered something.

"Don't you want to eat dumplings? Are you still pestering me? En?" The vermilion lips slightly raised an arc, and the drooping hair cast a shadow on Shen Mo's eyes, and he couldn't see the eyes.

But enough.

The smile, the gentle words, the tender embrace.

Does this person not like himself?

Gu Yimo turned her head, quietly watching Shen Mo's fair neck, the small ears not far away, and the soft fluff can be seen under the light.

"Hiss—" Gu Yimo's slender eyebrows suddenly frowned, and she opened her thin lips as if venting and bit her slender and fair neck. The sudden pain made Shen Mo take a breath.

Does my Gu Liang belong to the dog...

"Yimo...what's wrong with you today? Although you kissed before, but never as anxious as today..."

"Desperately." Gu Yimo bit and let go, and heaved a long sigh in his heart - but he still couldn't bear it.

"I have tried so hard to kiss you, why do you always have no response!" Gu Yimo sat up, put her hands on both sides of Shen Mo's neck, her black eyes stared at the amber eyes without shifting, already The chest that has adjusted its breathing no longer rises and falls violently.

Shen Mo looked at those black eyes that were always confident and proud, because the sadness and doubt swimming in them dimmed the eyes.

It turns out that I care about this, stupid girl.

"Yimo, it's not like I'm unresponsive." Mo Mo still maintained the posture of embracing the opponent's waist, slightly raised his head, and the corners of his mouth curved helplessly.

"But! I take the initiative every time, and no matter... no matter... you have never shown... the expression you want!"

Perhaps such words were too embarrassing for that woman. The voice that was always cold and capable in meetings on weekdays became intermittent now, and that delicate fair face was now flushed.

Ears, are they about to burn?

Shen Mo glanced at the fiery red ears faintly exposed in the black hair, and overflowing tenderness flowed in the amber color.

That was her world.

Everything about that person has built her world.

"If I still want it, Yimo will give it to me, right?" Mo Mo looked at Gu Yimo with soft eyes.

"Why... why do you need to use a question? Isn't this an obvious thing." Gu Yimo felt the gentleness of the other party filling the whole world, it was difficult to maintain the state of looking at each other, and she turned her head guiltily, Turning to the ear in front of Silence, it became even more fiery.

"So, I won't show that expression. Besides, Yimo thinks I'm the one who will show that expression, huh?"

With a questioning tone of slight teasing, "Huh?" wafted out of his throat.

Don't you think this voice is too foul, Mo.

"Why don't you want it just because I will give it to you?"

"Because I haven't married you yet."

"..."

"What... what does this have to do with this?"

"Your grandfather stared at me so much that he almost made a hole in me. I ate you before I even married you. Isn't it inhumane?"

So, it's none of my grandfather's business!

"Wait, why did you marry me and not me!" Gu Yimo suddenly discovered a very important thing, put his hands on Shen Mo's waist instead, leaned forward, his dissatisfaction was fully revealed on his face superior.

Yeah, why?

Silent but smiling, amber light waves flowed.

Still so shy, Yimo.Just opened up so enthusiastically.

Silently looking at Gu Yimo who was blushing and turning his head away because of his gaze, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, tender and pampering.

"Okay, are you still pestering me? The unreliable commander will come later."

"...I'm going to take a shower..."

"Didn't you wash it just now?" Mo Mo looked at Gu Yimo's slender and slender back, slightly curled her lips, and an unknown light shone in the amber color.

"Roll the dumpling wrappers!" A pillow flew over, accompanied by a woman's angry roar from embarrassment.

"Yes, yes." Mo Mo chuckled, took off the pillow on his face, got up and rolled up his sleeves, and looked into the eyes of the bathroom with extreme tenderness.

So, roll out the dumpling wrappers.

☆、Chapter 34

Valentine's Day Theater:

Today is Valentine's Day.

Sweet, with all sorts of chocolate aromas.

Snow is wrapped in fragrance, coming from a distant place, gradually wrapping this unawakened world.

It was six o'clock in the morning, and Gu Yimo, who should have woken up and was about to board the plane to New York for a meeting at eight o'clock, was still lying on the bed fragrantly, but the silence around him had opened his eyes.

Shen Mo turned sideways and put his hands on his head, quietly looking at Gu Yimo, the amber eyes showed that the light waves that were already awake slowly flowed and swayed, and the warmth radiated filled the whole bedroom, it seemed that it was not warm at all. Heating is needed again.

A circle of ripples suddenly appeared in the quiet eyes, and there was a faint smile.

This silly girl.

Thinking of Gu Yimo's childish behavior the night before, he stretched out his hands helplessly and gently pinched the sleeping person's fair face.

Even when she was rolling out the dumpling wrappers, she joined Lin Xuan to play with the flour, not to mention making trouble, and even making a mess on the ground.

She cleaned up for half an hour.

"Yep······"

"Morning... Mo." Perhaps because of the silent touch or because the bedroom seemed too warm because of someone, Gu Yimo also woke up.

There are still sleepy eyes, and the dark eyes have lost their usual sharpness and become soft and lovely.

When he opened his eyes, he was wrapped in amber warmth, and Gu Yimo was a few beats slower in waking up.

"Morning, Yimo."

The warm voice vibrated gently just a few centimeters away, and Gu Yimo finally woke up.

"I don't know if Director Su has gone. Do you want to make a phone call to remind me?" Gu Yimo looked at Shen Shen, pulled Shen Shen's pillowed arm, lay down skillfully on it, wrapped it around Shen Shen's waist, and completely reached the other party's arms .

Silently and dotingly watching her behave like a small animal, he let her rest his arm on his pillow, let her get into his arms, and then the other hand hugged her shoulder obediently.

"Director Su will never forget."

He'd get up crying, get on the plane swearing, and go to meetings complaining.

He recalled the look in his arms when the person in his arms pushed the meeting to Director Su because he was single, when the director took the documents.

Resentment to death.

Although it's homemade mushroom cool, it's not too good if it's so bad.

"Yes, Director Su is the most obedient."

Have you ever seen the look in the eyes of a big man who is so resentful that he wants to cry?

"What do you want to eat, morning." Shen Mo's slender fingers caressed Gu Yimo's long hair, white and black intertwined, lingering.

"chocolate."

"...there is no chocolate at home."

"chocolate."

"..."

"chocolate."

"Then get up and go out to buy." Shen Mo looked down at Gu Yimo, whose eyes were closed and his red lips slightly parted, repeating the word "chocolate", feeling a little helpless.

Is this a wayward start early in the morning?

"Hey, what time is it? It's hard not to have a meeting."

"Okay, okay, I just want to make chocolates. I didn't have time to buy them yesterday. It's already past seven o'clock. I'm going to get up soon." Shen Mo moved Gu Yimo's hand on the pillow, raised his lips, and looked at the girl in his arms. There are some girls who are acting like a baby, their amber eyes are full of tenderness.

As a result, the two dawdled and didn't go out until eight o'clock.

Little snow fluttered down, softly falling on the shoulders of the two who were close together.

"What do you want to eat?" She looked at Gu Yimo with a smile in her silent eyes, and let her tightly clasp her cold hands into the pocket of her windbreaker.

This stupid mushroom definitely doesn't want to eat chocolate, neither she nor she likes to eat these, so there is no stock in the house, so I just want to remind myself what festival is today.

"Eight treasure porridge." Gu Yimo frowned, turned to look at Shen Mo's delicate face, full of love and tenderness, her slender hands were gently rubbing Mo Mo's hands, trying to warm her cold hands slightly a little.

"Then go to Uncle Yang's shop?" Shen Mo and Gu Yimo both turned their heads to look at the front, snowflakes kept falling in front of their eyes, fluttering, inviting the wind to dance, but what they brought was a touch of warmth.

A young mother holding her son in a bear cotton coat, behind her is a laughing father who teases the child with chocolate, and the chocolate enters the mother's mouth amidst the child's babbling.

Young lovers, the little girl walked in front quickly, behind was the boy carrying a bag of chocolates, the girl's face was flushed, and the boy's ears were red but he was still persistently chasing after him.

Then yelled "I like you", out of breath.

As for the two tall and slender, they did not act intimately, and walked with few words. On the snow behind them, there were two pairs of footprints that were not deep and not shallow.

Nothing earth-shattering, just daily necessities.

Faintly, slowly, day by day, year by minute, every minute and every second, gradually accumulate, and then, unswerving until death.

☆、Chapter 35

New Year's Eve Theater:

On the morning of New Year’s Eve, a black BMW and a Wrangler were driving on a not-so-congested road. Light snow fell on the front window, some of it was swept away immediately, and some of it was able to stay for a while, under the action of the heating in the car It slowly turned into crystal water droplets, leaving a fluorescent water mark on the car window.

There were three people in the BMW, a tough middle-aged man was driving, his amber eyes were full of vicissitudes and calmness.In the back seat are two beautiful women who are sure to attract attention wherever they go.

"Girl, how long have you been playing?" Father Shen with amber eyes looked forward, his brows and eyes were gentle, and his voice was magnetic and slightly hoarse.

The woman with the same eye color who was looking out of the window in the back seat did not turn her head when she heard the question, but gently pinched the former with her left hand which was clasped with a slender white hand on the cushion, as if she was holding her hand. The problem is transferred to the other party.

The other woman who received it looked at the side face of the woman looking out of the window with dark eyes, and raised her lips.

"Uncle, we are not in a hurry to go back, we can leave on the seventh day." Gu Yimo calmly squeezed Silence's hand, as if to say "Didn't I tell you last night, why did I forget?"

Shen Mo felt the smile in the other party's movements, turned his head and propped his chin to look at Gu Yimo quietly, his amber eyes were like eyes in the dark.