“Oh—” Little thought of it for a little while, and then he ate the food in the bowl.

The cloud raised slightly, did not speak, just quietly peeled the shell of the skinned shrimp.

Finally, it is a small idea that you can't see: "The person who is your girlfriend must be very happy, so serving people."

"I don't have a girlfriend."The answer is very direct, "34 years old, single, unmarried."

“You don’t have a girlfriend!”The hour was almost screaming.

“Hmm.”

“How is it possible!”

“Why not?”The cloud peeled the shell of the skin and shrimp, and then wiped his hands and asked.

The hour reads: “...”

“I have a girlfriend, do you think she’d love to see me peeling shrimp for another woman?”

“...”

Eat quietly and don’t think about it every day.Do you think so much every day?”

“...”

When she grew up with a feeling of being reprimanded, she finally stopped talking obediently and quietly ate this lunch.

A full table, even with the efforts of two people, was also swept away.

At last, the small thought was slumped in the chair, and she did not want to move, because she was too strong to eat.

The cloud did not care at all, shook the map helplessly, stood up, and cleaned up the mess on the table.I was a little embarrassed to look at it, and I cleaned up.

He just looked at it and said nothing more.

The two of them went into the kitchen.

She is responsible for washing the dirty bowl, and then handing it to the hour, she rubbed and then wiped it and threw it into the disinfection cupboard after rinsing, which is like a cooperation thousands of times, and then tacit understanding.

After 30 minutes, the kitchen and dining room have been completely cleaned up, and the hour is soft and curled up on the sofa, this time it is really impossible to move.

The TV broadcast the current popular idol drama, the hour to look at the eyelids to fight.

When the clouds came out with the cut fruit, they saw that they had fallen asleep on the sofa, and there was still a faint black eye under her eyelids, and she did not rest well during this time.

The clouds casually put the fruit on the side, so half squatting on the sofa, very quiet to look at the hour.

His eyes were low, his powerful hand suddenly stretched out, and suddenly stopped over his cheek for a little thought, and finally, so quietly collected back, motionless.

But the cloud is so half squatting on the sofa for a long time, a long time, he took out a blanket from the bedroom, so covered with the hour.

Then he picked up the computer and handled things quietly.

The living room, unusually quiet, only the keyboard tapping came.

...

It was already night, and the sky outside was completely dark.

When she came back, where she was now, she fainted, and then looked at the clouds with embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm asleep."

"It's okay."The smile is not too much, "hungry?"What do you want to eat?”

The hour went down: “...”

She was very doubtful whether she was now in the heart of the cloud or whether she had eaten so much, and then she woke up and went on to be asked if she was hungry.

It seems to have seen the thought of the hour: "Just look at the seafood you eat at noon, those things do not occupy things, wake up so late, must be hungry."

"Actually..." this time, the hour is more embarrassed, "is also good, I can't eat so much."

As to justify something, she kept her head down until the words went to the hour of the small thought, the tall figure occupied most of the space, her whole person shrouded in the shadow of this person, the hour of the small thought to return to God.

The two of them were very close together.

The taste of the cloud is very clean, in addition to the faint aroma of body wash, there is no tobacco smell and perfume.

Roll to the sleeve of the elbow, and the exposed small arms are slender and strong.

It is like a hormone that walks at any time, and the heart is thoroughly demagogic.

Time in the heart for a long time, what is called to take advantage of the virtual, she is now really really aware that a person's heart is fragile, just appear, and very appetizing for you, it is easy to roll your heart.

This kind of thinking also surprised the small idea.

“Don’t you smoke?”The hour is almost impossible to walk by this atmosphere of suffocating yourself, and makes excuses.

He said, “Do you like me to smoke?”

“No!”He immediately shook his head, "I hate to smoke, but I rarely see men who don't smoke."

“Because what I need most in my environment is self-discipline, and if it is affected, it is a great threat to myself.”The words are direct and open.

“Hmm.”The hour is full of voices.

And then embarrassed.

But the two people were so attached, the cloud did not leave the meaning, and finally the small thought could not hold up, slightly stepped back: "Today please you for a day, I will go back first."

Speaking, the hour is better than the place at the door, the expression is somewhat unnatural, but in such unnaturalness is vaguely lovely.

The clouds are still moving.

The hour was quiet, and then I walked out very automatically.

The clouds didn’t stop the hour.

Until the small thought passed over the words of the cloud, this person suddenly reached out and grabbed her: "Little thought."

The big hand so buttoned her slender wrist, but the eyes were a little momentless look at the hour, the hour was particularly uncomfortable to be seen, and asked in a low voice: "What?"

"I know a few builders, and if you want to start over, I can introduce you to you and maybe find an opportunity."He said slowly, "I'm just referring to the role, the rest, or rely on your own efforts."

The little thought did not expect that the words of the clouds would say these things, secretly scolded the little man, and then looked up: "Well, thank you."

“Be kind.”The cloud is simple and clear.

Then he loosened the hand of the hour, and almost escaped back to his apartment at the door, and said that the clouds were standing in the same place, and did not go forward to send.

Until the door of his apartment was closed, the sky swallowed his eyebrows.

The mobile phone quietly lay on the coffee table, suddenly shook, he looked at his eyes, then took it up, pressed the answer button, but the cloud never spoke.

The other person seems to know the tone of the cloud, and does not care, but speaks to himself.

A phone call, a long time, are the other side is saying, the cloud is only occasionally um, more than one word is not, and even until the end hang up the phone, the cloud is so faint.

Looking at the hanging phone, the eyes of the clouds are getting heavier and deeper, but the screen of the mobile phone is quietly, and it has become the hour of sleeping on the sofa.

Quiet as an angel, white skin, long eyelashes, straight comparison, rosy lips.

The slender finger, so gently painted the screen of the mobile phone, it is a kind of desire to dye, but do not feel blasphemous emotion.

At least at this moment, the cloud never thought that he would remember the hour when he did not get along in this way.

Some meet, not coincidental, but some meet, but really go hand in hand.

That bright little face, the shiny cat's eyes, no matter what kind of things you encounter, are always calm and peaceful.

Once it breaks out, that kind of power, bright people can't move their eyes.

Sometimes it is a glance, inexplicably implanted in the heart.

For a long time, the cloud thought that he was immobile, immobile, and as a result, such immobility, immobility, was also because the person who appeared in front of you was wrong.

...

The night of Fengcheng is getting heavier and deeper, the light rain is non-stop, and the coldness of spring is terrible, but it is hot and hot.

–

The Peninsula Hotel.

Mu Xia'an looked at Gunan City, which was always somber standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and then walked to him after he hesitated, so quietly hugged the man's thin waist from behind.

“Southern City.”A very soft voice, but with a hint of hesitation, "I'm sorry today, I'm sorry, I'm in trouble for you."

Obviously, Muxiaan can feel this person, the moment he was put around himself, the body is rigid, it is a kind of subconscious rejection.

"I really shouldn't have come."Mu Xia said poor.

“It doesn’t matter to you.”Gu Nancheng turned around and took Mu Xia'an's hand, "During this time, you are in the hotel for a while, if you like the house, you can say to Li Ming, huh?" 」

Mu Xiaan did not say anything, so attached to Guan Nancheng: "Southern City, why is it so good to me."

"Because you're Muhyan."The South Side is very direct.

"South City ..." her voice became soft and gentle, with a strong love, so attached to the city of Guannan, did not open her mouth.

The atmosphere in the house was quiet, and the city did not open its mouth.

Suddenly, Gu Nancheng took Mu Xia'an's chin, and the glare looked at her for a moment, and Mu Xia'an's face was slightly nervous, and more and more uncomfortable: "Southern City, look at what I do!"

"Nothing, just wanted to see you."Gu Nancheng's words are very light, but it makes the heart of Muxiaan faster and faster.

Just when Mu Xiaan could not resist, Gu Nancheng released her and resumed the attitude of hand-copying bags before.

Suddenly, his mobile phone rang, he looked at it, is Gu Yiming's phone, Gu Nancheng's eyes are sinking, or he picked it up, but he did not speak.

Gu Yiming's voice came from the other end of the mobile phone, almost with a roar: "Guannan City, you are not a fucking person!"What are you doing!How can you force the little idea to do that!”

“...”

The city has always been silent.