The Continuation of Only You

The real beauty is put into a good night's dream and continues to be sweet.

As soon as the dawn broke, Yan Ziheng was quietly awakened from sleep by the anticipation and longing deep in his consciousness, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and a satisfied smile spread on his lips, with uncontrollable excitement and happiness.

The scale clouds in the sky are just like the colorful paintings drawn on the jade plate, passing through the soft light threads.

Another sunny spring day, a beautiful day is always the best time to tell a beautiful story.

After waking up, it is difficult to feel sleepy again. Even though the entire Yan residence is still in the morning silence, Yan Ziheng, who has no sleepiness at all, nestles in the soft and warm quilt and stretches out a comfortable lazy waist wantonly, lying flat Looking at the ceiling with a silly smile, the warm and wonderful hug that he couldn't even count in his mind was the first time he recalled that warm and wonderful hug this night.

Why can't count, it's also because he is too obsessed with the warmth and heartbeat, the steadiness and peace of mind that only he can give.

After bidding farewell to Xu Yihan last night, Yan Ziheng ran back to his bedroom in a hurry, locked the door tightly, held his beating heart, leaned behind the door, and thoughtfully recalled the sudden scene before, which was completely out of his imagination. Nei's accidental approach was the greedy desire he had always wanted, even when he thought about it again, he was so nervous that he blushed.

After finally calming down, lying in the bathtub and just relaxing his body, it seemed that those shy scenes were replayed before his eyes, and his heartbeat still accelerated, and he covered his face in silly joy.Looking at the toothpaste foam in the mirror while brushing my teeth, the image of that person hugging me still flashed in my mind, and I couldn't stop thinking about it over and over again, blushing and heartbeating again and again, like a demon, uncontrollably always remembering He, thinking of his embrace, his gentleness, was tightly enveloped by that embrace, enveloped in sweetness.

Finally he tidied up and settled into the bed comfortably, but his thoughts became even more uncontrollable. All he could think about was that figure, as if he could smell his unique smell, so warm and comfortable.As for his unobservable thoughts, at some point, he was finally hypnotized by the mixture of the embrace enclosing him and some other images, so that there was still a faint smile on the corner of his lips while he was sleeping. .

Yan Ziheng realized that he had lost his mind again, and turned over a few times shyly, but finally couldn't suppress the ups and downs of emotions, so he simply turned over and got out of bed.

Putting on a nightgown, I pushed open the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, and took a deep breath into the only freshness in the morning.

The purity and clarity of the morning light bathes his body and mind. Every cell belonging to him is activated by the vigorous hope, and every deep breath belonging to him absorbs the new breath of the world.

Stretch your arms and feel the comfort of the unity of mind and matter at this time.

Silently, he was stunned for a moment in his consciousness, and suddenly realized that in the past years, how many mornings like this full of vitality had he missed, only passing by in a dream, with tired eyes, hopeless. Breathing heavily, indulged in the lingering gloom that lingers in my heart for a long time, and indulged, raging wildly, accumulating deeper and deeper, falling deeper and deeper.

It turns out that the soul paralyzed by obsession cannot see the beauty of life. Only with a calm mind can we truly realize that life actually contains more hope and joy of existence.

Concentrate the galloping mind, especially feeling refreshed and full of energy.

After the body and mind are fully awake, after gaining new insights and truly feeling the comfort and joy of waking up in the morning, he turned back into the bedroom with satisfaction, took off his nightgown, began to wash in an orderly manner, and then went downstairs.

As soon as he walked out of the corridor, he heard faint sounds from the kitchen. Huo Qin was preparing breakfast for everyone.

"Morning, Aunt Huo,"

Yan Ziheng walked behind Huo Qin, held a water glass in one hand, and gently climbed onto her shoulder with the other.

Huo Qin was slightly surprised and turned his head to stare at the handsome young man beside him, his eyes were clear and bright, and he smiled slightly, "Hey, why did I get up so early today, and I didn't even have a lazy bed? Look, I just started doing it." Breakfast, did you wake up from hunger?"

Feeling her motherly kindness, Yan Ziheng was very moved. He indulged himself in acting coquettishly in front of her, put his chin lightly on her shoulder, and leaned his body against her, "I woke up when I woke up, it's fine anyway." , I came down to make breakfast with Aunt Huo, I was not hungry at first, but when you reminded me, I really felt a little hungry."

As soon as he heard that he was really hungry, Huo Qin's eyes clearly revealed distressed anxiety: "Then what do you want to eat, I'll get it for you quickly, first bake two slices of bread, fry an egg, and warm up a cup of milk, okay? "

"Well, good." Yan Ziheng responded obediently, while retreating, no longer clinging to Huo Qin and acting like a baby.

"The sea cucumber porridge will be ready in a while, and you can have another bowl of porridge."

Huo Qin's hands and feet were already starting to fry the eggs, the oil sizzled in the pan, and the aroma wafted out.

"Well, thank you Aunt Huo, you're so kind." Yan Ziheng couldn't help but leaned forward and hugged Huo Qin again. Besides their mother, she was the closest to the two brothers and sisters.

Although Huo Qin was very happy that he was sticking to him, he also felt a little different. It was strange that he was very close to people today.Thinking to himself, the action of preparing breakfast for him was not slack at all.

Yan Ziheng turned around and pulled out the high pedals, but saw a box of biscuits baked by several people yesterday afternoon on the floor counter, picked up two pieces and put them in his mouth, the sweetness from yesterday was still strong and undiminished.

Thinking of Song Chenxuan who had knocked on the door several times outside his bedroom last night, I felt somewhat conflicted and felt sorry.

Because everything happened so suddenly, so suddenly that he couldn't see through the complicated ripples in his heart, and was only immersed in the joyful satisfaction of being cared about and warmed by him.He locked himself into the room as soon as he got home, because he was really afraid that the two girls would see his emotions that he couldn't hide, so he just dared to stay alone quietly, quietly reminiscing about what happened just now, those unrealistic dreams The beauty and the panic of blushing and heartbeat, the sweetness swimming in the body easily turned into a faint blush on the cheeks, the embarrassment that cannot be found.

But Song Chenxuan who stayed in Yan's house was completely different from his sweet embarrassment. She was distressed and complained to Yan Ziyu. She knocked on Yan Ziheng's door many times, but in the end he said "I'm sleepy". Outside the door, she didn't understand why her elder brother Ziheng didn't obey her like before when she came back this time, but always deliberately avoided her overtures, and gradually opened the distance between them. Do we have to have these annoying worries when we grow up?She couldn't understand it. Fortunately, she was an optimistic little girl. Although she was very sad and angry, she pouted and complained coquettishly to Yan Ziyu for a while, and then calmed down the boredom in her heart. After that, the two of them nestled together The quilt is talking about the private room between girls.

In fact, ever since Song Chenxuan expressed her affection more and more straightforwardly, Yan Ziheng felt that something was wrong. He cherished this rare 20-year brother-sister relationship very much, and didn't want to ruin it because of another impossible fate. Once he realizes that he can no longer be tolerated, it is a last resort to choose deliberate alienation. He always thinks that she can re-recognize the most suitable relationship with each other, and can't get too close, so as not to hurt too deeply.

Since he knows that he has no other intentions, why bother to pretend to be affectionate and intentional, just to arouse each other's daydreams.

"What are you thinking about, eat quickly."

Huo Qin handed him a cup of hot milk and a plate with two slices of toast with freshly fried eggs sandwiched between them.

Yan Ziheng reached out to take it, picked up the bread and smelled it, and blinked mischievously: "Aunt Huo's cooking skills are really the best, even bread and fried eggs are very delicious, you must always be with me He Ziyu, you see that you have spoiled our stomachs, but you can't leave us behind."

Huo Qin couldn't help laughing, and looked at him eating the bread in his hand with soft and loving eyes: "Ziheng, is there something good for you?"

Yan Ziheng looked at the kindly smiling face in front of him in amazement, "Huh? Good thing? Why does Aunt Huo ask such a question?"

"You, you can't fool Aunt Huo. As long as you are suddenly very close to people and your mouth is very sweet, then you must have encountered a lot of happiness, right?" Huo Qin was very clear and sure. look.

Yan Ziheng stuck out his tongue at her, which was acquiescence, but he didn't want to be questioned, "Of course there are happy things every day, even if Aunt Huo made such a delicious breakfast for me, it's impossible to feel bad."

While talking, he walked out of the kitchen and ran away.

Huo Qin looked at the slowly leaving figure, smiled amiably and shook his head.

When Yan Ziheng finished the bowl of sea cucumber porridge, it was exactly 08:30. Yan Ziyu and Song Chenxuan didn't know how long they had been talking in the boudoir last night before they were still lazy in bed at this moment this morning.

Yan Ziheng, who had finished breakfast, went back to the bedroom and tidied himself up, and could no longer hold back his anxious waiting. He put his palms on the balcony railing outside the bedroom, and straightened his neck to look at the road in front of the house from far to near. On the avenue, the toes of both feet frequently alternately and irregularly touched the ground, fully revealing his impatient impatience at the moment.Raise your wrist from time to time to watch the hour hand moving forward like a snail.

As the time agreed upon was getting closer and closer, a familiar figure of a car finally appeared in his eyes, galloping from the deepest part of the gorgeous spring among the straight and straight trunks of camphor trees.

His eyes flickered, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned into curved arcs. He suddenly turned around and stepped into the bedroom, then rushed out the door, and quickly rushed downstairs.

Huo Qin, who was setting the plates in the restaurant, heard the sound of running quickly and turned his head to the corridor entrance in surprise.

When Yan Ziheng ran past the restaurant, he met Huo Qin's suspicious eyes.

"Aunt Huo, I'm going out first. After Ziyu and the others get up, tell me that I have an appointment today, so I won't be eating at home."

As soon as the voice fell, before she could open her mouth, the person who ran away had disappeared at the gate.

After a very short period of time, the living room returned to calm, except for the lonely, regular and dull sound of the pendulum of the standing clock.