Begonia sleepless tonight

Yan Ruyi walked in front alone, and Jiang Jiucheng followed closely behind.

Randomly stuffing the words in Yan Ruyi's hands, she glanced over at Jiang Jiucheng incomprehensibly, but heard him say in a nonchalant tone, "It's useless for me to use it."

"Then I'll go back and make rose porridge."

After Yan Ruyi finished speaking, Jiang Jiucheng snorted coldly: "Are you planning to eat for a week?"

She looked down at the roses in her hand, and there were indeed too many: "Then give it to someone else to drink."

"This"

"what?"

Yan Ruyi's crystal clear eyes kept staring at Jiang Jiucheng, but the other party just turned his head to avoid Yan Ruyi's probing eyes, and finally coughed twice: "It's nothing."

This is my gift to you.

But at this point in time, saying that should scare this woman.

"Oh."

Not knowing if it was his own illusion, Jiang Jiucheng actually felt a sense of loss.

The two entered the yard one after the other.

This is the second time Jiang Jiucheng came in, Yan Ruyi stood at the door and did not intend to let him in: "Are you going to come in?"

"Send you all the way back, why don't you treat me to a meal?" Jiang Jiucheng already walked in sideways, completely ignoring Yan Ruyi's intentions.

Yan Ruyi turned around and went into the kitchen.

After Feng Ze came last time, the place was tidied up fairly cleanly, Jiang Jiucheng glanced at it when passing by: "Being more and more diligent."

But Yan Ruyi always felt that there was some sarcasm hidden in this sentence.

"Are you okay?" In Jiang Jiucheng's memory, Yan Ruyi didn't seem to have much talent in cooking, he looked questioningly at Yan Ruyi who was already wearing an apron in the kitchen.

"Then you come?"

The spatula was aimed right at Jiang Jiucheng, and he hurriedly left this place of right and wrong as if fleeing.

He looked at all kinds of furnishings in the room, almost all of them were in black and white, even some small objects were in solid colors, and very few had anything particularly bright.

This is quite in line with Yan Ruyi's character.

Sitting on the sofa, the innermost room should be Yan Ruyi's bedroom. He rubbed his fingers on his knees several times, and looked outside from time to time to see if Yan Ruyi came over.

Hesitating whether to go in or not.

How did she live her life for so many years?

This has always been the doubt in Jiang Jiucheng's heart, and it is also a scar.

After a mental struggle, Jiang Jiucheng made up his mind to stand up from the sofa, but before he could take a step, he suddenly heard a crackling sound from the kitchen.

As if something was broken, Jiang Jiucheng rushed out without any hesitation.

Just ran to the kitchen door.

I saw Yan Ruyi was about to cover the burning food on the pot with his hand, the blazing fire kept drifting towards the wall, illuminating Jiang Jiucheng's eyes: "Don't move!"

The flame rushed so high that he grabbed Yan Ruyi's hand in two or three steps, pulled it behind him, and tried to turn off the fire.

But the flame is too high, the fire is too big, it is impossible to touch it.

"Where is the main gate?"

Jiang Jiucheng didn't get any response to his reply.

When he turned his head around, he saw Yan Ruyi staring at the flames, and he just froze in place, with fire in his eyes, as if he understood something.

Without saying a word, he picked up Yan Ruyi and went straight to the living room, after she was settled.

Thinking that the main gates of these old houses are usually in the outermost yard, he went out to look around and saw a red box hanging at the door.

He ran over in two or three steps and directly pressed all the buttons.

In the living room, a small figure could be seen sitting on the sofa from a distance, still maintaining the posture just now, sitting there blankly.

Jiang Jiucheng tentatively walked over and patted Yan Ruyi on the shoulder lightly.

Like a frightened rabbit, Yan Ruyi trembled all over, turned around and stared at Jiang Jiucheng with wide eyes: "I"

The moment Yan Ruyi saw Jiang Jiucheng, Yan Ruyi opened his mouth even more, as if he was having difficulty breathing, he was panting all the time.

Jiang Jiucheng looked at her with a worried expression, "Don't be like this."

The fire, the raging fire.

Big tears fell from Yan Ruyi's eyes, pattering like broken pearls, each one falling on Jiang Jiucheng's heart.

"Jiuye." Two words were squeezed out of Yan Ruyi's throat.

She had almost used up all her strength.

Jiang Jiucheng had completely lost his composure, and he pulled Yan Ruyi into his arms: "It's all over, everything is over, don't be afraid."

With his hands on Yan Ruyi's soft hair, he gently soothed her emotions.

"Master Jiu, it's not my parents, no." She said a few words incoherently.

With a deep cry, Jiang Jiucheng's heart was filled with tears, every word was like a sharp knife piercing his heart, what was the truth about that year?
Sometimes he was afraid of actually revealing the truth.

He was afraid that he would not be able to bear the pain after the truth, and sometimes he was afraid that the truth would be the factor that prevented them from being together.

If you can, even if you don't know it all your life, what's the point?

The girl in my arms, the girl who has lived in my heart for so many years, is more important than anything else.

He hugged Yan Ruyi tightly in his arms, held her face with the other hand, and kissed away the tears on her face bit by bit, how could his girl get hurt.

Yan Ruyi was out of breath from crying, squinting her eyes and gasping for breath.

The kiss gradually slid to the lips, and the hand slid to the waist.

Jiang Jiucheng picked up Yan Ruyi, walked straight into the room, and kicked the door shut.

A night of spring.

When Yan Ruyi stood up with her limp head supported, a tearing pain came from below her body. She realized something and looked to her side.

The man is sleeping soundly, that familiar smell.

She didn't show any anger or surprise, and even a little bit of joy.

Yan Ruyi suppressed the feeling of her heart pounding, lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed, a pair of big hands came across, and pressed her tightly: "Sleep with me for a while."

It was like a dream, the sound was so close yet felt so far away.

That arm was directly across Yan Ruyi's chest, holding her tightly.

The warm breath sprayed on Yan Ruyi's neck, and that breath gradually made her sleepy.

Huddled in Jiang Jiucheng's arms, Yan Ruyi fell into a deep sleep.

If their combination, their being together is a mistake, then let this moment go wrong, Yan Ruyi said in her heart.

At least at this moment, Yan Ruyi has him.

Not about anything, just follow your heart.

It's so natural.