On this day, both of them stayed at home, rarely putting aside everything and enjoying their own world.
Yan Cuo looked lazy the whole day, curled up in the quilt and refused to move. Yu Muyang let her be and watched a few episodes of TV series with her. Seeing her shoulders trembling from crying, he felt both funny and distressed.
"This is a TV drama, not real. Why are you crying?" He wiped her tears and couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw her tearful face.
"Xiao Qiu, Xiao Qiu is so pitiful. They obviously love each other so much, but why can't they be together? It's so sad. Why do they have to be separated again and again?" Yan Cuo couldn't stop crying. Watching the two people in love being separated again and again, he just felt that fate was playing tricks on him.
Wang Lichuan is such a gentle person. Although he has a leg disability, he has a strong and resolute character and is gentle and considerate to Xiaoqiu. He is a true gentleman. But in the end, he was seriously ill. In order not to delay Xiaoqiu, he went abroad for treatment alone, which makes people feel so sad.
Whether it is the gentle and strong Xie Xiaoqiu, or the gentle and resolute Wang Lichuan, they are both so likable, and people hope that their love can have a good ending, but the disease is ruthless, and in the end, Xiaoqiu is left alone.
Yan Cuo curled up on the sofa, crying uncontrollably, deeply immersed in the love-hate entanglement of this TV series. She just wished that Wang Lichuan would come back to life so that they could be together.
Yu Muyang hugged her, patted her shoulders gently, and comforted her, "Okay, this is just a TV show, don't cry, your eyes will swell up if you cry anymore, and Su He will think I'm bullying you if she sees you."
Yancuo suddenly became a little sad. Looking at the people around him, he asked worriedly, "Will we be separated in the future?"
"No, no matter what happens, I will hold your hand." He replied quickly, as if he had already thought about it countless times in his mind.
"Me too." Yan Cuo replied sullenly, hugging him tightly.
"Okay, are you hungry? Do you want to have lunch?" He stroked her head and looked at her slightly messy hair and her red eyes, which made her look so pitiful.
"If you want to eat, just make something." Yan Cuo turned around, put on his slippers and walked into the living room.
It rained last night and it was cloudy outside now. Yan Cuo opened the window and looked at the rushing river in the distance. The air was mixed with the smell of soil and was very fresh.
Yan Cuo breathed in the outside air deeply, then moved a chair over and lay down on it to read.
Yan Cuo curled up into a small ball, and then looked at the book in his hand seriously. He picked it up from the study. It was a famous foreign book, written entirely in English. Yan Cuo's English was good, and it seemed effortless for him to read it.
After watching for a while, Yu Muyang came over and called her to eat. The dishes were all simple, but the two of them enjoyed the meal very much.
The house is very big, but because of the two people snuggling together, it doesn’t seem empty at all.
Yan Cuo especially cherishes such time. Both of them are busy and rarely have so much time to accompany each other. She can't help but feel happy when she can see him all day long.
In the evening, the two sat in the yard, feeling the cool breeze blowing on their coats.
Yan Cuo felt a little reluctant to leave. The day was so short. She had to go back to school tomorrow and he had to go back to the company. They would not be able to see each other for a while.
After lying down for a while, Yan Cuo felt a little cold and wanted to get up and go to the room. Yu Muyang got up with her and went back to the room together.
The phone rang at the right time. Yan Cuo picked it up and looked at Su He's name flashing non-stop. He felt a little conflicted. If he said that he was with Yu Muyang, with Su He's imagination, he would definitely be able to guess what happened.
But if I didn't answer, I was afraid she would start to think too much, so forget it. Yan Cuo made up his mind and clicked to answer the call.
Su He seemed to be outside, and there was some noise. A loud voice came through the microphone, "Where are you? I haven't seen you all day, and you didn't come back to the dormitory yesterday."
Yan Cuo covered the microphone, walked outside, and lowered his voice, "I'm with Yu Muyang."
Su He said "Ah", then as if he had thought of something, he smiled evilly, "You two have been together all day, right? Huh?"
Yan Cuo felt a little embarrassed and angry, and the words came out without thinking, "Yeah."
Su He seemed to be shocked, "No way, really?"
"It's true. Speak a little more quietly and don't tell anyone else. Keep it a secret." Yan Cuo felt a headache when he thought of her startled look and held his forehead helplessly.
"I know, but I'm a little curious. Does it hurt?" Su He lowered his voice and asked curiously.
"A little bit." Yan Cuo couldn't help feeling a little shy when she thought about the scene last night. Her voice was very soft, as if she was afraid that someone would see her like this.
"I knew it. I heard others say it's very painful." Su He became a little worried after hearing her say that. He has been afraid of pain since he was a child. He was even scared for a long time when getting an injection. He didn't know what it would be like when the time really came.
"Okay, I'm going to hang up first. I'll go back to school tomorrow morning." Yan Cuo looked at Yu Muyang's gaze and said anxiously.
"Are you in such a hurry? Okay, okay, then remember to come back early tomorrow." Seeing her like this, Su He hung up the phone and felt a little absent-minded.
I don’t know what it will be like, but hearing Yancuo say this, it seems that there is more joy.
Thinking of this, the anticipation in my heart faintly exceeded my fear, and I couldn't help but think about that scene.
After a long while, she patted her face to stop herself from thinking, really, how could she be so shameless.
In the evening, Yan Cuo washed up and went to bed, playing with his mobile phone out of boredom. Then he saw the message from Su He. At first glance, his face turned red.
How could Su He ask such a question? I have to answer it.
She hurriedly turned off her phone without replying, then curled up in the quilt with only one eye exposed, watching Yu Muyang who had been in the bathroom and had not come out, not knowing what he was doing.
She felt a little drowsy and slowly closed her eyes until she felt the place beside her sink. Then she smelled the familiar fragrance of shower gel. Half asleep and half awake, she hugged his neck.
"Why did you come just now? I've been waiting for you for a long time." Her voice was as gentle as a kitten, scratching his heart.
"It's okay, go to bed early, I'll hold you in my arms as you sleep." His voice was low and his eyes were slightly red.
He just held her like this, his heart was surging, but he could do nothing. She was so well behaved, he couldn't scare her.
"Good night." She fell asleep in his arms with a smile on her lips.
He looked at her sleeping face, touched her lips lightly and let go, then hugged her and fell asleep.
Good night, my girl.
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