Chapter 224 223. Is this a love letter?
Of course I bought it.
The decisive Lei Li ordered a pair of rings the next day.
A simple silver ring with tiny gold wire patterns on the surface and his and Zhou Yi's names engraved on the inner circle. It is low-key to wear and convenient to do things.
The key point is that Zhou Yi likes it.
Zhou Yi doesn't like fancy things or exaggeration, but being too plain is not Lei Li's style either. This simple and low-key ring is just right.
The two rings were worn on the husband and wife's ring fingers respectively.
Zhou Yi even made a small proposal-style confession. On a summer night with fireflies all over the sky and the Milky Way shining brightly, the gauze-like moonlight overturned the earth, and crickets and frogs chirped one after another, he knelt on one knee, which scared Lei Li a little.
"Will you continue to like me?"
Lei Li raised his eyebrows slightly, with a mischievous smile in his peach blossom eyes. His face, which was ostentatious and even a little domineering, was soft and seemed to be shining in the moonlight.
He glared at Zhou Yi.
Gazing into those determined and slightly nervous eyes, she gently raised her lips.
"nature."
Lei Li stretched out his hand and let Zhou Yi put the ring on his finger. Then he took Zhou Yi's hand and put the other ring on his hand, saying, "I won't ask you. Anyway, you are mine. You have to like me even if you don't like me."
"Um."
Zhou Yi responded softly, looking at the glittering silver ring, a smile spread across his face. "You don't need to ask, I will continue to like you."
He thought for a moment and then added, "It's more than just liking. It's much deeper than liking, and more complicated than loving. In short, I want to have you with me every day from now on."
"Um?"
Lei Li chuckled softly, "You're so talkative now? What kind of erotic novels have you read?"
“I didn’t see it…”
Zhou Yi's ears felt hot. He didn't feel it when Lei Li said it just now, but when Lei Li mentioned it, he felt a little embarrassed.
But he really thought so.
Every day from now on, every day of his life, he wanted Lei Li to participate.
He also wanted to participate in Lei Li's future life, from when he was still young to when he was old and gray and could not walk, and the two of them would support each other and walk slowly.
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Lei Li liked what Zhou Yi said very much, so she gave her husband a big meal.
My stomach is bloated with fullness.
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When Xiao Zhou Zhou was a little over one year old, he could walk steadily. He couldn't run very well yet, but he loved playing football and playing tag with his brother and friends.
Little Zhou Zhou was running around, and if he accidentally fell down, he wouldn't cry, but would get up by himself and continue running and playing.
If the skin was broken and bleeding, and the pain was so severe that two little pearls fell off, she would get up by herself and run to find her brother or daddy to ask for some cool ointment.
After wiping it, I didn’t feel any pain anymore and ran around energetically.
When the pain was really severe, he would sit on the bamboo mat that his grandfather had specially laid out for him, build blocks by himself, play the nine-ring game, and hold a small wooden horse in one hand and a small wooden sword in the other, like a general going to war, shouting "Go, Go" and "Fight, Fight, Fight".
If his brother comes home from school, Xiao Zhou Zhou will act like a spoiled child and ask his brother to play war games and build blocks with him. He also asks his brother to carry him and run quickly, giggling.
If his brother is not at home, when little Zhou Zhou sees his daddy, grandpa or grandfather, he will ask them to carry him and run. If they throw him up or swing him on a swing, he will laugh even more happily when he is thrown high.
This little boy likes to be in high places. He even wants to sit on high chairs instead of short stools. He wants to sit on the same height as the adults at home.
I don't like small things either.
He wants to eat big fruits and meat in large pieces. His bowls and chopsticks must be the same size as his father's. He also likes big toys instead of small ones.
If the wooden sword and wooden horse his grandfather made for him were smaller than the original ones, the little boy would look at them with a serious face, thank his grandfather in a baby voice, take them away, put them in his own big toy box, and never take them out to play with them again.
But as soon as his grandfather made a big wooden sword and a big wooden horse for him, little Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up. He squatted beside his grandfather and watched him make it with great interest and without blinking.
As soon as it was made, little Zhou Zhou looked at his grandfather with starry eyes in admiration, thinking that his grandfather was so amazing. He praised his grandfather in a baby voice and wanted to learn from him.
"Zhou Zhou is still young. When he grows up, he can learn how to make a big wooden sword from Grandpa!"
"Zhou Zhou! Grow up!"
Little Zhou Zhou waved his little wooden sword and felt that he was already very big. Although he was not as big as Brother Jiang, nor as big as Brother Xiao Bao, and certainly not as big as Daddy, Grandpa, or Grandma...
All right.
Little Zhou Zhou thought a little depressedly that he was still very young and everyone was older than him.
Grandpa also made a big wooden horse for Xiao Zhou Zhou, the kind that could rock and roll on. When Jiang was little, he made many of them, and now he is very skilled at making them for Xiao Zhou Zhou.
Little Zhou Zhou sat on a big wooden horse holding a wooden sword and tied a small red cloak around his neck. He felt like the majestic general in his father's stories.
……wrong.
Zhou Zhou is still young and is a little general.
But when will Zhou Zhou grow up? He really wants to grow up quickly, climb tall trees, catch big fish, and swim in wide rivers.
When the little boy sees his brother or father, or sees whose clothes and shoes are bigger than his, he always looks envious, and he also wants to wear big and beautiful clothes.
But daddy said that he was a baby, a child, and he had to grow up before he could wear it.
The little boy was very confused. He was about to grow up again. When would he grow up?
"When will I grow up?"
"When tomorrow comes, you will grow up."
"tomorrow?"
"Yes, tomorrow will come soon."
The boy was very puzzled. Why didn't tomorrow always come? Every time he woke up, it would come today. Tomorrow seemed to be a long time away.
But the boy forgot about it as soon as he turned around.
Unable to wear his oversized clothes, the boy started collecting other people’s oversized clothes, and then became addicted to collecting.
From the very beginning——
"Brother, do you want more clothes?"
To the back——
"You don't want the brush anymore? It's Zhou Zhou's! You don't want the bowl? It's Zhou Zhou's! You don't want the book... Oh, Daddy still wants it?"
I've accumulated a bunch of random stuff.
Little Jiang used to like picking up beautiful pebbles, especially the small and round ones, while Little Zhou Zhou liked big ones. The bigger and more beautiful the pebbles were, the more he liked them!
Little Jiang likes to pick beautiful leaves to make bookmarks, and little Zhou Zhou also likes it. He picks out the most perfect and largest one from a tree, and then takes it home to press it into a specimen.
Sometimes I look back at the leaves and stones I picked up and find that some of them have "suddenly" become smaller and no longer meet my standards, so I throw them away immediately.
When Zhou Yi saw it, he picked it up and put it in another big box. Inside this box, there were various other things, all of which were things that Xiao Shengjiang no longer wanted or were broken or used.
The clothes and shoes that Xiao Sheng Jiang used to wear when she was a baby, the toys she used to grind her teeth, the small bowls and chopsticks she used to use, the books and notebooks she used to write in when she was learning to read, and the pebbles she picked up but later disliked...
A lot.
The things Lei Li gave him were placed in another small box.
He kept it in the bedroom, and from time to time he would take something out of it to use or simply look at it and touch it. When he thought of the scene when Lei Li gave it to him, his ears would blush or he would smile with nostalgia.
——The latter situation is less common.
Most of the things Lei Li gave him had a second, less formal use: hairbands that had been tied around wrists and other parts of the body, jade rings with ambiguous meanings, fragrant and erotic love storybooks, and brushes that had been written with words that could not be specifically said...
There were some things that Zhou Yi was embarrassed to put in there and wanted to throw them away, but he felt it would be more shameful to throw them away, so he hid them in the box and would not open it for a long time. Once he opened it and saw the things, he would feel embarrassed again.
But there’s also some more serious stuff.
Probably serious.
It's a love letter.
Lei Li wrote many love letters to Zhou Yi.
When Zhou Yi first taught Lei Li to recognize words, Lei Li didn't like reading books or practicing calligraphy. He would procrastinate almost every time, begging for mercy or cutting corners with a clear conscience, and would only finish the work at the last minute.
——Although it was indeed completed every time.
Later, Lei Li learned more words and could read storybooks by himself. He saw a story in which a poor scholar wrote a love poem to a rich lady, and the rich lady was completely bewildered by it. So he had the bad intention of teasing Zhou Yi.
He couldn't write love poems, and he didn't even remember a few poems. He just wrote in plain language, which didn't sound like a confession, but more like an excerpt from some ** storybook.
He leaned against the door and handed the love letter to Zhou Yi with a smile. Zhou Yi's ears turned red and he pursed his lips in embarrassment. When he saw the love letter which looked plain on the surface but was erotic on the inside, he was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak for a long time.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally stammered, "...Is this a love letter?"
"Hmm~"
Lei Li raised the last part of her voice and glanced at him with interest, "Does my husband like it?"
“…”
Zhou Yi didn't dare to say that he liked her, but he didn't seem to dislike her either. He just pursed his lips and glanced at Lei Li.
"so……"
Lei Li approached him with a smile. Seeing him step back in shock and embarrassment, her smile deepened and she teased him mischievously, "How about I write another letter tomorrow? If it's not sincere enough... I'll read it to my husband in bed tonight?"
“…”
"Do you want to hear me read it?"
“…”
"Still want to hear me panting?"
“…I don’t want to do either.”
Zhou Yi's face and neck were flushed red, and he didn't notice that he was forced into a corner by Lei Li, with no way to retreat. He raised his head slightly to avoid Lei Li's gaze, but Lei Li pinched his face and forced him to look into his eyes.
Their eyes met.
She pursed her lips and kept silent, looking embarrassed with her eyes downcast.
While smiling with interest.
Then they kissed for a long time, their clothes fell to the ground, and the tall man was pushed down on the bed, holding the other's thin waist in embarrassment and helplessness.
Hearing his low, teasing tone as he read the words on the love letter word by word, the tall man felt embarrassed at first, and then he suddenly turned over and pressed the man down, covering his hands with his hands those soft, scarlet lips.
"Don't……"
"Stop reading..."
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