"I-I see."
With his heart beating like a drum, Cong Nian sat up straight and looked out the window with an averted gaze.
He doesn't look like he's lacking anything!
Clearly there is nothing missing!
Forget it, I’d better go back and ask He He.
He He knows better what gifts to give to boys.
There was a weight on my shoulder; it was He Suizhen coming over.
Cong Nian adjusted his sitting position so that he could lean on him more comfortably.
The car fell silent.
She waited until the blush on her face faded a little before she spoke slowly.
"So…when is your birthday?"
No one responded.
Cong Nian turned his head to look.
The boy closed his eyes tightly, as if he was asleep.
So she pursed her lips and smiled, and decided to go back and ask Aunt Lin.
There was no light in the narrow taxi, and the light was dim.
The red numbers jumped upwards. It would take about half an hour to get from the shopping mall to the villa area.
Their arms were touching, the heat transferring to each other through their intersecting skin.
The car window was open, and the passing scenery and the evening breeze flashed outside the window.
As we enter November, the autumn air becomes more intense and it gets dark earlier.
The wind is also colder at night.
Cong Nian rubbed his arms subconsciously, and the next second, the sleeping boy moved.
He reached around her and pressed the button on the car window, closing the window on her side.
The space inside the car is even more cramped.
Perhaps because he was tired, his voice was more lazy than usual.
"Are you cold? Do you want me to take off my coat for you?"
He leaned on her shoulder, without opening his eyes, only moving his thin lips a few times.
The warmth and faint fragrance from his body made the girl in the dark blush quietly.
"It's not cold, I'm wearing a coat."
Her voice was soft, gently soothing the boy's heart.
"Um."
He responded and then seemed to fall asleep again.
Cong Nian smiled silently.
Night is falling. The weather is very good today and there are many stars in the night sky.
Through the car window, you can see the passing traffic or adults and children taking a walk on the roadside after dinner.
Half of the leaves on the tree have turned yellow. I don't know if it's because of the wind or the street lights.
The gentle and warm yellow adds a touch of color to autumn.
When the wind blows, a few fallen leaves will fall from the trees. During the day, sanitation workers will ride their bikes around and sweep the fallen leaves into a small pile.
Occasionally, there are naughty children passing by after school who like to jump into the pile of autumn leaves, mess up the pile and listen to the crisp sound of the leaves breaking.
At this time, the adults beside will scold them.
The scattered light from the street lamp could only briefly illuminate half of the face.
His eyelashes were long and thick, casting a shadow under his eyes.
The tall body was curled up, the face was extraordinarily handsome, and the breathing could be heard.
"arrive."
The taxi stopped in front of Building H in the villa area. Cong Nian paid the fare quietly, half carried and half dragged him out of the car, and it took a lot of effort to bring him into the house.
Under the shadow of the tree, a person quietly walked out.
He wore a hooded black sweatshirt that was too large to cover his thin frame, and the shadow cast by the brim of the hat obscured his face.
It seemed as if he had been watching them for a long time.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
