Chapter 21 Missing Wen Nian, I Miss You
They cuddled together like this for a long time, until her legs became numb, and then he ended.
Snap——
The lights came on again.
Wen Nian shuddered, realizing she was almost naked on the bed. She shyly lifted the quilt and crawled inside.
She peeked out and observed him quietly.
Going to take a shower again?
...What's wrong.
For some reason, these four words popped up in her mind subconsciously, even though she didn't mean to scold him.
Her eyelids suddenly began to twitch, she yawned, felt dizzy, and too lazy to think anymore, she fell asleep in a daze.
It took Xu Zhijian a long time to clean himself up. While cleaning, he felt ashamed when he recalled how embarrassed he was when he had just surrendered to her.
I wanted to slap myself twice and then find a hole to crawl into.
Damn, my lower body is harder to manage than my upper body!
Just like a beast in heat.
Fortunately, she was confused. It would be best if she woke up tomorrow morning and didn't remember anything.
He promised that this was the first and last time.
If you don't, then...
Let’s just have a good meal.
When he left the bathroom, he took her wet skirt out, called the front desk, and asked them to clean and dry it and deliver it to him the next morning. He also asked for a nightgown and a bowl of hangover soup.
He had never done this kind of trivial thing before, but he slowly learned it through Wen Nian's repeated "cold violence education".
Of course, you can only use it on the person you learned it from.
If it were someone else, he wouldn't bother.
Even his father didn't receive this treatment.
Glancing at Wen Nian on the bed, he turned off the light inside, leaving only the one on the sofa.
The room suddenly became dark.
I plan to write a game plan first.
He didn't like being controlled by others, nor did he want to be controlled by his father all his life. He didn't want to take over his achievements, and he didn't want to be mediocre and be despised by Wen Nian.
Starting your own business is a great option.
Perhaps he inherited it from Xu Quan, he is extremely talented in this area and has many brilliant ideas.
By the time the doorbell rang, a rough outline had been drafted.
He stood up and opened the door.
It was a waiter who came to deliver something.
"Hello, this is what you requested. Just give me the clothes that need to be washed now."
"Thank you." Xu Zhijian took it and handed over the bag of clothes. "Thank you for your help."
"You should. Have a nice trip."
He nodded, closed the door and went into the house.
Wen Nian was sleeping soundly, her fair face reflected in the moonlight outside the window, gentle and beautiful.
"Wen Nian." Xu Zhijian came to the bed and pushed her shoulder, "Wake up."
After calling several times, there was some response.
She hummed twice, feeling very annoyed, covered her head with the quilt, turned over and continued to sleep.
He chuckled, pulled the quilt, and insisted on pulling her up: "Hurry up and drink the hangover soup, otherwise you will have a terrible headache tomorrow."
Wen Nian was forcibly dragged up and couldn't open his eyes. He shook his head and it took a long time for him to wake up slightly.
Follow his movements of feeding soup and open your mouth.
"Are you a child?" He complained, but in reality, he was very attentive: "I need someone to serve me no matter what I do."
"I've never enjoyed this kind of treatment in my life, and you actually took advantage of me first."
Wen Nian ignored him even though he was spitting black mud in her ear, and put on her nightgown.
"Okay, go back to sleep."
Seeing that he was about to leave suddenly, she grabbed his hand and said in a muffled voice: "Aren't you going to sleep? You still have classes tomorrow."
Xu Zhijian was stunned and subconsciously shook her hand back.
She almost forgot, she still thought she was in college.
At that time, in order to meet often, they lived together outside. He went back to school to attend classes during the day, and she went to work at her internship unit.
The little hand in his palm was a little cold. He stared at her for two seconds, and then said, "Sleep."
Wen Nian gave him the floor: "Come up then."
Many people say that Wen Nianguai is good, but Xu Zhijian doesn't think so.
After all, what kind of good girl would go to such great lengths to chase him and confess her love to him ten times?
Fighting, swearing, deceiving, she is proficient in everything as long as she is willing.
The only good thing about me is that I am conservative. I never allow him to cross the line. When we lie in the same bed together, the most I can do at first is kiss and hug.
Although he was a promiscuous person, it was his first time in love at that time. He was not in a hurry and did not have many needs. He was satisfied with a brief intimacy.
No matter how bad the situation is, you can get through it by just being patient.
That's why we were able to spend the days sleeping in the same bed peacefully.
But now…
After eating fine bran, I don’t want to endure the bad bran anymore.
Even if he wanted to, his body wasn't very willing to cooperate.
Everyone is like this, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.
The room darkened again.
Wen Nian is used to sleeping with him in her arms, she feels very safe.
Another reason is that she is naturally afraid of cold, and his body temperature is much higher than hers.
Especially in this kind of cold air-conditioned environment, holding a "hot pack" in your arms that only dissipates heat will help you sleep much more.
Xu Zhijian was not so comfortable.
There is a bunch of yellow waste in my head, like an out-of-control faucet, constantly pouring out and can't be stopped.
He held his breath and carefully adjusted his position, fearing that he would lose control again if he was not careful.
After a long time, I finally lay down and was able to catch my breath.
But she came up to him again the next second, lying on his shoulders and putting her legs on him.
She rubbed his neck and shoulders like a cat.
"Don't move," she ordered.
He was stunned and stared blankly.
I quickly realized how bad the area I was pressed into was.
"It hurts..." He complained softly, but was ignored.
After a while, she sighed and prepared to act again when she suddenly said, "Xu Zhijian, who is more important, me or your friend?"
It was so light and mumbling that it choked him again.
He seemed to have heard this question before.
Memories slowly emerged...
He remembered.
Wen Nian had asked him once, when he was a freshman in college and had just been dating her for half a year.
But that time was different from this time, he asked it as a joke.
He didn't think much about it at the time and replied perfunctorily: "You are different from them."
I remember it was raining that day and they were hiding under the eaves. She didn't buy it and kept asking questions and chattering around him.
Helpless, I had to say: "Whoever treats me well is the important one."
This was just a casual remark. Xu Zhijian knew better than anyone that he was an ungrateful person who could never be tamed. No matter how good he was to him, he would not necessarily receive anything in return.
He always does things according to his heart, not his conscience.
There is no time to evaluate who is more important to me.
Wen Nian seemed to be concerned.
After listening, she nodded thoughtfully, smiled brightly, and said, "Then I must be the most important person to you."
The girl's voice penetrated the rain curtain, as clear and pleasant as it was on the stage in the past.
He was stunned when he heard it, not knowing whether it was because of the words that sounded like empty promises or the touching color in her eyes.
In the end, I just smiled along.
If you ask him what is most important, he only thinks that he is the most important.
He didn't believe that anyone could treat him better than himself.
Thinking about it now, it seems that she was really working hard to fulfill the promise that he had disdained at that time.
Wen Nian was so good to him that it seemed unreal to him.
He felt a kind of warmth from her that he had never felt before. He always felt safe when he was with her, without worrying about being deceived or ignored.
Because no matter what he does, she will always choose him firmly.
Her gentle breathing sounded beside his ears, and he turned his head to look at her.
She seemed to have fallen asleep, with a hint of tranquility on her gentle brows, and the corners of her lips slightly raised.
He was distracted and suddenly in a trance.
I haven't seen her smile for a long time.
The days when we slept close to each other like this seemed like just yesterday, but when I think about it, it feels like a long time ago.
A faint sigh spread out in the dark night, completely drowned by the sound of the waves.
He approached cautiously and placed a kiss on her cheek, which flew away like a butterfly.
He whispered:
"When will we be able to reconcile?"
"Wen Nian."
"I miss you."
"None of them are as important as you."
People are always unable to be blessed by God at the age when they most want to get what they want. Wen Nian at that time would never have thought that the answer she had been waiting for would come without any warning many years later.
But things are unpredictable.
She no longer needed it at that time.
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