Warm fingers held each other, and the delicate touch of the little girl came from the slightly bent knuckles, just like the breeze caressing the flower petals in the morning light, soft and gentle.
The young man lowered his eyes and smiled gently. The warm heart that had been buried in the thick soil for many years was cracked by the warm light of the little girl.
Yesterday may have been just a tiny invisible gap, through which the sun could not penetrate and the breeze could not blow.
But today, this gap is big enough to sow a handful of seeds, enough for these seeds to break through the soil and grow into a row of seedlings called "hope" and "future".
The brave and gentle little girl is not hooking the boy's slender fingers, but a dream swaying gently in the afterglow of the sunset.
It's like a silent promise, a tacit understanding of their love for each other.
Suddenly the little girl turned around, stood in front of the boy with her head tilted, and grinned at him.
The boy was stunned for a moment, then looked back lovingly, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
A smile as light and warm as the morning light fell into the little girl's bright eyes. She looked straight at him, gently tracing his handsome features.
This is her boy, a boy whose every inch is dear to her heart.
Faced with the girl's increasingly passionate gaze, the boy was shy at first and avoided her eyes.
Gradually, he gave up resisting, pursed his lips and let her look at him, feeling the burning sensation in every inch of his body.
It was not until she stretched out her hand to get closer to him that he loosened his fingers that were entwined with his own, and hurriedly took a half step back, staring at her with dark eyes.
"Don't do that." The boy's eyelashes trembled, his eyes like the warm sunlight on a winter morning, peeking through the window paper onto the quilt. There was a touch of embarrassment, a slight sense of unease, and a gentle warmth that made one want to draw closer.
"I want to." The little girl stretched out her hand very slowly on purpose, with a half-smile on her face showing a sense of fun.
"Don't touch my face." The boy looked at the white palm so close to him. Knowing that the warning was ineffective, he still warned helplessly.
"I want to touch it." Mo Yutong quickly put her hands on his warm face, gently caressing it, and said softly: "Brother Li, your face is so hot."
"Let go." Yan Mingli was stimulated by her approaching him again and again, and his whole body was burning hot. He wanted to pull away her restless hands, but he was also greedy for such tenderness.
His face flushed with shame, and so did his heart, which wanted to possess the little girl crazily. "No..."
"Don't..." The palm moved slowly, and the fingers swept across the excellent facial features inch by inch, arousing the boy's blood boiling.
"Aren't you afraid that I..." Can't control myself? The boy only felt a sea of flowers before his eyes, the brilliant colors seemed to be in fire, burning into a sky full of alluring stars.
"Don't be afraid, I believe you." If they hadn't reached the legal age yet, she would have wanted to go to the commune to get a marriage certificate immediately.
"You..." The boy was speechless for a moment and looked at her in disbelief.
Even he couldn't believe that he could have such good self-control when facing the little girl, but she said she believed him.
If he could really stand still, he wouldn't have hugged her so roughly before, and he wouldn't have let go of his hand to let her hook him easily.
"You were so fierce and overbearing when you hugged me just now." The little girl suddenly pinched his earlobe and smiled maliciously.
"..." But I'm not being mean now! It's you who's too mean and bullies me all the time. I can't handle it anymore.
"But I like it very much." The little girl stood on tiptoe and pressed forward, determined to make her boy's heart confused.
"..." Don't girls like gentle boys? Like Nie Xiaofeng, I heard that even the daughter of the secretary of the next village wants to marry him.
When I think of Nie Xiaofeng, I can't help but think of his shocking outspokenness last night.
For a moment, my heart was filled with storms, with inferiority caused by being soaked by the cold rain, and confidence caused by being embraced by the spring breeze.
The color of his eyes suddenly changed from bright to dark, like a sudden sunshower in summer, sometimes the sky was clear and sunny, sometimes it was drizzling.
"Let me apply some medicine for you, okay?" Seeing his expression change slightly, Mo Yutong looked at him and whispered softly.
He should have applied the medicine when he came back, but he was delayed by a group of people, a kiss and a conversation.
"I need to take a shower later." Yan Mingli listened to her soft and gentle voice, as if listening to a heavy spring rain, wetting the impulse he had been suppressing.
"Then wipe it after you wash it. I'll wipe it for you carefully." Mo Yutong became more and more excited as he spoke, and his sticky tone sounded as if he was in the rainy season in June and July in the south of the Yangtze River, sticky, wet and greasy.
"Well, okay!" The boy couldn't refuse, so he could only comfort himself that the girl was still young and probably didn't understand!
Wow! He actually said two words. That's a huge improvement!
Mo Yutong decided to keep trying. Maybe the young man would be seduced by her in less than seven days! Maybe she would be able to win him over right away!
Mo Yutong couldn't help but smile when she thought of the boy who could hug her with a clear conscience.
The fox-like smiling look made Yan Mingli's heart tremble. He felt that the little girl would do countless things in seven days.
Or maybe he could just agree to her request, maybe he could suppress her, but could he really suppress her? Yan Mingli said that he had the intention, but he didn't have the strength!
Then he changed his mind and decided not to agree too hastily. The little girl was throwing herself at him simply because she thought he was pretty. Once the sudden impulse wore off, she might think that he was nothing special.
Is that all? His eyes gradually dimmed, and Yan Mingli felt a pang of pain in his heart. He must have really been moved!
Thinking of the little girl who might leave, he actually felt sad, just as sad as when he saw his mother leave.
"Sister, I'm done washing." Yan Mingcheng's embarrassed voice brought both of them back to reality.
Mo Yutong looked back and saw a little boy with delicate features standing neatly at the bedroom door, with a slightly shy look on his face. He was so cute that her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wow! My Chengcheng is so handsome!" Mo Yutong ran to Yan Mingcheng excitedly, and she felt itchy in her hands as she held his face and kissed his blushing little cheek hard.
"She is simply the best-looking, cutest, and most beautiful baby in the entire Ming County." Although she is a little thinner, she has a good foundation. With this appearance, she will definitely be a child star in the future!
"Sister." Yan Mingcheng felt very embarrassed. His enthusiastic sister made him a little scared, but he was very happy in his heart.
"Chengcheng is so cute, I'm about to fall in love with you." She couldn't help but gently touch her forehead against his, and then scratched his red face with a smile.
"Cough..." A light cough was heard, and Mo Yutong turned around and looked at the boy in confusion.
The young man pursed his lips and remained silent, but there was a hint of bitterness in his eyes.
Isn't it me you like? You just said it a little while ago, how can you say such a close word as "love" to someone else?
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