After washing the dishes and chopsticks, He Tiantian wiped them with a clean cotton cloth and put them in the kitchen cabinet.
The trash cans in the kitchen and throughout the house were overflowing with garbage. After cleaning them up, He Tiantian carried the two metal trash cans to the large bin at the alley entrance to empty them. A garbage truck would collect the garbage from there every day.
Because it wasn't far, He Tiantian went alone and didn't ask anyone else to come with her.
This alley was etched in He Tiantian's mind; she knew it so well that she could walk steadily without needing any lighting. Because the alley was quite narrow, it was a common practice not to leave anything at the entrance, so there was no need to worry about tripping.
As He Tiantian walked, she hummed the upbeat "Purple Bamboo Tune." As for whether it sounded like the "Purple Bamboo Tune" to outsiders, that was beyond He Tiantian's control.
In short, she's in a really good mood right now.
It would be even better if we could always spend the Lunar New Year at home.
However, He Tiantian also knew that this was impossible. The road ahead was long, and she had only just taken a short step.
In her past life, her own cowardice and weakness made the already bumpy road overgrown with thorns and muddy. But in this life, it's different. She has a sharp and useful machete to cut through the thorns, and she also has many helpers.
If she were to repeat the same mistakes she made in her past life, she would rather die than live a life of shame.
Reaching the alley entrance, He Tiantian took out the trash and stood under two large elm trees at the alley entrance.
In this season, the leaves of the elm tree have fallen, leaving only bare branches that crackle and snap in the biting wind, as if they might break at any moment. Even when branches are broken by the fierce wind, the tree doesn't care, choosing instead to bide its time and wait for next spring to bloom again, displaying its beauty and greenery.
These two trees are hundreds of years old and very strong. She also wants to be a resilient and unyielding elm tree.
He Tiantian touched the big elm tree on the left, and then touched the big elm tree on the right.
It's wonderful that, regardless of spring, summer, autumn, or winter, and through the long years, they still have each other to rely on and keep each other company, and are not alone.
Just as He Tiantian was lost in thought, a tall, slender figure approached the alleyway of the Big Elm Tree with light steps. Just as she was about to enter, she noticed someone standing beside two large, intertwined elm trees.
Just as he was about to go around it, he heard the voice that haunted his dreams.
Is it her?
Huo Yingjie walked over quickly, wanting to see what was going on.
He Tiantian was lost in thought when, by the time she sensed someone approaching, the dark figure was already in front of her.
"Who are you?" He Tiantian asked hurriedly, taking two steps back and hiding behind a large elm tree, hoping that the tree could protect her and block the sudden dark shadow.
"Who are you?" Huo Yingjie asked as well, but now that he heard He Tiantian's voice, even though it was dark and he couldn't see her clearly, he was certain that this was her.
He Tiantian was also taken aback; the voice sounded very familiar!
He Tiantian's mind was a beat slower than Huo Yingjie's. While she was wondering who this person was, the man opposite her strode over, grabbed He Tiantian's hand, pulled her into his arms, hugged her tightly, and pressed her head against his chest.
"Ah..." Before He Tiantian could even cry out, she was pulled into a broad chest, and her scream was buried in that warm and solid embrace.
"Finally back..." Huo Yingjie murmured, his arms strong, as if he had found a long-lost treasure and never wanted to let go.
He Tiantian froze, only then realizing that it was Huo Yingjie!
Her brilliant brother also came home.
There was a time when He Tiantian also longed for such a warm embrace!
He Tiantian tried to break free and looked at Huo Yingjie's face.
But just as she tilted her head and looked up, she suddenly felt a drop of water falling on her left cheek.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
Is it raining?
He Tiantian was puzzled, and at the same time, she felt a slight twitching in the chest pressed against her face.
Were you crying?
He Tiantian felt a pang of sadness; a thousand words unspoken, a thousand sorrows, countless thoughts...
Seeing Huo Yingjie's tears, He Tiantian couldn't say anything, silently weeping, and tightly hugged the man who was crying for her—no, he was still just a big boy...
After a while, the twitching in her chest stopped, and a clean, slender hand with distinct knuckles carefully cupped He Tiantian's delicate face and slowly lowered its head.
He Tiantian felt nervous. The warm aura of male hormones wafted over her, and even in the darkness, she still felt shy. She let her face be lifted and slowly closed her eyes.
Slightly dry, cool, soft lips landed on He Tiantian's moist, full lips, gently caressing them, feeling each other's warmth and breath.
He Tiantian became even more nervous and could barely stand. Fortunately, there was a large elm tree behind her for support, which she could lean against.
After describing He Tiantian's cherry-like lips, Huo Yingjie unconsciously sucked on them slightly.
He Tiantian's face was flushed and her ears were dry. She felt like she couldn't breathe because her brain was lacking oxygen. She opened her mouth, trying to breathe through both her nose and mouth to relieve the lack of oxygen to her brain.
However, just as a breath of fresh air entered the mouth, a soft, slippery tongue followed, as if searching for a playmate, playing a game of chase, advance and retreat...
Their breaths quickened as they inhaled each other's warm breath, savoring the sweetness, excitement, and thrill of their lips meeting...
All of this stems from two hearts beating rapidly with similar frequencies.
Huo Yingjie experienced drastic changes in both his mind and body, and could only relieve his longing and physical desires through kissing.
He wanted to reach out and touch He Tiantian's delicate, fair, and soft skin, but the little one in his arms was wearing a cotton-padded jacket and trousers, underneath which was a sweater and long johns, and under that... cough cough...
Also, he remembered that He Tiantian liked to tuck her top into her bottoms, making it impossible for him to do it.
Even on cold days when clothes are needed to keep warm, Huo Yingjie still harbors a strong resentment towards thick clothing.
If only... if only it were summer...
Cough cough, I can't think about it anymore!
Huo Yingjie pulled away from the wonderful, fragrant lips that had excited him so much, and held He Tiantian tightly in his arms to calm his excited emotions and restless body!
But... but... why do I think that way?
Want more, want it to be even more intense!
I miss it so much it hurts my heart, and my body aches even more! (To be continued.)
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