The Lover’s Prattle

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Qing Ruo coaxed a little bun, and his cousin saw that Zuo Shengyan was not pleasing to the eye. He hugged his son and greeted Qing Ruo and left, passing Zuo Shengyan snorted directly.

Qing Ruo removed some of the coffee cups in front of his cousin, "what to drink?" Turned to prepare to greet the waiter.

Zuo Shengyan raised his hand to block her movements, and stopped her movements. There was still the coldness in her eyebrows, and she talked dryly, "The wedding preparation is in August."

Qing Ruo looked at him with a clear look, Zuo Shengyan subconsciously wanted to turn his head to avoid it, and then fixed his eyes, because ashamed, his expression became more serious, obviously he wanted to ask her opinions, but more Like an order to a subordinate, "What's your opinion?"

Qing Ruo smiled and shook her head, raised the drinking glass on the table and sipped, leaning back on the chair, her movements were elegant but stretched, Zuo Shengyan looked at her tight back and relaxed a bit, Qing Ruo raised her hand lightly He patted his hand on his lap, and his back was very tight. "You decide."

"Um." Zuo Shengyan closed his eyes. "There is something in the military, I'll send you back."

"Okay." Qing Ruo stood up and took the bag by the chair. He waited, waiting for her to finish her skirt, and then stretched out her arms to let her take two talents out.

At the cash register, Zuo Shengyan hadn't moved yet, and the waiter at the door had bowed respectfully, "The lady just paid it."

Zuo Shengyan pursed his lips without saying anything, and Qingruo's cousin's opinion on him in the past two years was not so big, and it was normal to have such an obvious move that he didn't want to give him face.

Qing Ruo took his wrist and squeezed it gently, looking sideways and looking soft and docile.

Zuo Shengyan shook his head to signal that he was okay and took her out.

July is Zuo You ’s elementary school graduation season. Zuo You has been waiting for a long time. The calendar in the room tears up the next page with a pious attitude every morning, showing that it is one day closer to graduation.

However, the school was forced to close in June.

The form of war is serious. Schools have no ability to ensure the safety of students. Even a relatively safe environment cannot guarantee it. Children in elementary schools do not have any self-protection ability.

Qing Ruo was picked up by Zuo Shengyan.

Cheng Jin went to pick her up. The car entered the school for the first time and stopped directly at the door of the residential area.

Cheng Jin was in a military uniform, his hair was loose in the wind in June, his face was a little tired, and he was still strong.

Get out of the car, and close the door key □□ to lock it. The series of actions flowed without any pause.

"Ms. Xu, I help you get things."

"Okay." Qing Ruo nodded and took him inside. Although the area of ​​the classroom accommodation area is not large, it is clean enough because the teachers live in it, and there are some flower pots in the corners. Compared with the messy city outside now, all kinds of plants look really comfortable.

Cheng Jin is still hurried and every step is solid.

Qingruo closed two boxes, packed the rest in large wooden boxes, sealed them with plastic cloth, and put them under the bed.

She had packed all the things in the room, and had few furniture. They had been covered with plastic cloth. The two boxes to be taken away were not large, set aside, and lined with the sadness of the empty room.

Cheng Jin checked it in the room, sealed all the places that could be sealed, and moved the table directly to the bed to fall, Qing Ruo looked at it quietly.

She has rarely worn a cheongsam with a pattern in the past two years, all of which have a dark or elegant net color. She stood on the door with white handmade shoes, her right arm resting on her left arm, and watched him move. Silent.

Cheng Jin looked all the way to the end, uneasy, looked at the big box already sealed under the bed, and smiled and asked her, "Do you have anything else to take? Come back tomorrow to get in trouble."

Qing Ruo smiled and shook her head, bending down and carrying a box beside her feet to go out. After the sound passed through the air, there was a faint sense of dew. "No, I will have a chance to come back later. "

"Um." Cheng Jin sighed, went to the door, lifted the box out of the door, dropped the lock, and added a lock he brought from the military.

'despair'. The sound of the lock is falling. If Qing is standing not far from the corridor and looking sideways, the light behind the corridor is a little dark, just through the part of her figure, and the hair behind her head is transparent in the light. Some of the fine fluff on the edge was no longer a docile fit.

Cheng Jin sent Qing Ruo to Zuo's house all the way, "Xiao You was sent to the military training by the general and will come back later."

Cheng Jin took her to the second floor. The door of the room was open, everything was inside, and the sheets and quilts looked all new. They were all pastel and elegant styles, which she liked.

Cheng Jin put the box in the doorway and didn't enter the room. He pointed deeper into the corridor. "Next door is Xiaoyou's room. The general's room is on the third floor."

"Okay, thank you."

Cheng Jin glanced again. "Then I'll go back to the military first. Let the servant do what I want for dinner."

"it is good."

Qing Ruo stood at the door and watched him leave, Cheng Jin's steps were obviously very anxious, the stairs were rattling loudly, and the whole room was rattling.

It was almost time for supper, but it seemed that the military was too busy.

The door was the sound of the car starting, and gradually went away.

Qing Ruo entered the room with the box, all the cabinets were empty, there was only a new set of quilts and a quilt in the closet, and Qing Ruo organized his belongings in the closet.

I ate at night alone, the maids were very nice, and the house was cleaned.

In the yard, Zuo You's clothes were drying. Qing Ruo took her dinner and walked outside and took it back. She folded Zuo You's clothes in the living room, but she put them on the sofa and did not hold them in Zuo You's room.

Zuo You had dinner at the Military Department and trained for another three hours before being sent home. Only the entrance light was on in the room. Zuo Shengyan had not returned yet. A pair of shoes he knew and was strange was placed at the door.

Zuo You's original cold face glowed with bright light, his eyes glittered, and he couldn't wait to change his slippers. His anxious footsteps were clear in the quiet night.

Zuo You took a deep breath while standing at the handrail of the staircase, relieved his emotions and began to walk upwards.

Next to his room was a practice room, which was later picked up by Zuo Shengyan to make another room.

The room door is now closed.

Zuo You stood at the door of the room, raised his hand to knock on the door and stopped in midair, fell asleep?

He stood tangled at the door, and Qingruo's voice was already sounding inside, "Is it Xiaoyou?"

Zuo Youcan smiled brightly, "Well, it's me ~"

There was a sound of a light switch in the room, and Qingruo opened the door.

She should be asleep, her hair draped aside, a cotton nightdress on her body, and a navy blue cape, smiling like a warm light, "Coming back?"

Zuo You likes to come back and nods heavily.

Qing Ruo turned aside and let him in.

"Are you asleep?"

"Not yet ~" Qing Ruo yawned lightly and put his hand to his lips. "Lying, not asleep."

Zuo You carried a small hand, looked around in her room with her head raised, raised her face proudly, "What's the matter, tell me, I'll get it for you right away."

Qing Ruo smiled and reached out and touched his head, "Go to training? Tired."

Zuo You pouted her mouth and opened her sleeves to show her. The various marks on it were either touching or falling. "You see ~ it hurts." The softer the words, the more she came over Pulling her shawl around her, she cuddled coquettishly.

Qing Ruo frowned for a moment, took his hand and went outside, "Let's wipe some medicine."

Zuo You followed her, and the corner of her mouth was a stolen kitten. Her words were soft and well-behaved, "Okay ~"

Qing Ruo took Zuo Youxia to the living room and turned on the light, "Where is the medicine?"

"There." Zuo You pointed out and pointed, one hand was held by her, not wanting to take it by herself.

His clothes were still on the sofa, and Qing Ruo took the ointment and took him to the other side.

He sat and rubbed him with medicine. If Qing Qing rubbed less, he wiped him gently while rubbing.

Qing Ruo sat next to him, Zuo You turned to look at her hair in front of her, stretched out a finger and dialed it, as soft as expected, and asked her softly, "I will have a younger brother or younger Sister? You were born with your father. "

If Qing hadn't spoken yet, Zuo You had already promised himself, "I will be a good brother, I will protect him, play with him, and give him all good things."

Qing Ruo smiled, did not look up, and continued to give him medicine.

The door opened at this time, and Zuo Shengyan entered the door with a military uniform. The door was closed while changing shoes.

Zuo You reached out to say hello, "Father."

Qing Ruo turned her head, her eyes soft, "coming back."

"Um." Zuo Shengyan changed his shoes, his eyes fell on the big one and the small one. He walked all the way, glanced at Zuo You's clothes on the sofa, and took it to another sofa. under.

Seeing that she was rubbing Zuoyou, she frowned, "Let him rub it."

Zuo You immediately retracted his hand.

Qing Ruo pulled his wrist, did not let him pull out his hand, continued to lower his head and rubbed him with medicine, the voice was soft, "Have you had dinner?"

When Qing Ruo asked such a thing, Zuo You's stomach groaned first, and the little boy flushed and put his cheek on Qing Ruo's arm.

Zuo Shengyan glanced at her, "Can you cook the noodles for our grandpa after rubbing the medicine?"

Zuo You looked up, Liang Jingjing's eyes gave a brave glance at Zuo Shengyan, "Mr. Xu, are you hungry?"

Qing Ruo pinched his small face, although there was no baby fat as a child, but full of elasticity. "Not hungry."

"Well, can you cook me and my father?"

"Sure."

If Qing Qing rubbed his medicine, Zuo You volunteered to pack up the ointment and so on, and he would complete it later.

Qing Ruo went to the kitchen to wash his hands and prepare noodles.

One person laid a bowl of egg noodles, and both the grandpas ate cleanly.

Qing Ruo packed the bowl to wash, Zuo You was called to sleep by Zuo Shengyan.

Qing Ruo was playing, Zuo Shengyan stood at the door of the kitchen and looked.

His aura is too strong, even if he doesn't speak, he still can't ignore it.

Qing Ruo washed his bowl and looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

Zuo Shengyan shook his head and did not speak, and Qing Ruo no longer cares about him.

She washed the dishes and put them back in the cupboard. When washing her hands, Zuo Shengyan took two big steps and stood behind her.

Qing Ruo washed his hands and turned around, but all of his hands were caught by him.

His dry, warm hands suddenly filled the breath of her palms.

"Qingruo." He looked down at her, his eyes reflecting some bright reflections against the kitchen lights, hiding in the darkness for the hunter who was ready to start.

"Huh?" Qing Ruo raised his head slightly and smiled, a tone bit out and the words softly moved the auricle with a tail.

Zuo Shengyan looked at her definitively. The focus of her gaze was her pink lips, and she spoke slowly, "The wedding may be gone."

"It's ok."

He all thought it was difficult to speak, but she naturally accepted it easily.

Zuo Shengyan couldn't help but laugh, twitched his lips, didn't know if it was ridiculed or really funny, "I'm sorry, but I don't want to say sorry, and I don't want to let you go."

He looked away, his gaze shifted down to the hair in front of her, and yes, he would have a guilty conscience that he would not dare to face.

There was a gentle touch on the hair, and the voice of Qingruo whispered in his ear, "It doesn't matter, I didn't intend to let you go."

Zuo Shengyan looked up, took her hand and twisted her chin, and held her waist with the other hand, holding her directly in the air and pressing it against her chest. She exclaimed and was swallowed by him. All her lips were engulfed.

Zuo Shengyan hugged her and went upstairs, her lips siege without hesitation.

The hand she just stroked his hair had pulled his hair because of the tension, and the dew that had not dried on her arm just slipped off, following the outline from his forehead all the way down. The other hand clung to his cold military uniform behind him.

Zuo Shengyan hugged her from the corner of the second floor and went straight up to the third floor.

The words that spit out with her lips suppressed at night were like vampires who suddenly tasted blood for a long time in abstinence, and frantically frantic, "You can only be mine, in this life, even if you die."

**

very sorry,

But I'm sorry.

Life or death, you are mine.

—— [Black Box]