seven years

On the street, Deng Hualei held Li Xiaowei's slightly cold hand. Everyone was surprised by the sudden cooling of the weather. In a few days, the weather was still slightly hot and dry, and suddenly light snow fell. Under the cover of a little snow, That trace of hotness receded to the surface, guarding the surface with the remaining trace of temperature.

Deng Hualei looked at Li Xiaowei who was gasping beside him, and slowly leaned over, "Little Wei, are you alright?"

Because of the last motorcycle accident, although it has been so long, Li Xiaowei is not healed, his resistance is weakened, he will catch a cold from time to time, and occasionally he will find him with inexplicable headaches and dizziness, and the fracture of his right hand has turned into an old fracture. , resulting in the right hand not being able to use too much force...

Li Xiaowei looked at Deng Hualei and smiled, "Brother Lei, don't worry, Xiaowei is in good health."

Li Xiaowei's injury made Deng Hualei blame himself very much. At this time, Deng Hualei looked at Li Xiaowei's smile and felt sour in his heart. It happened every time. In fact, everyone knew it well, but Li Xiaowei always used that smile To hide the pain of the body...

Deng Hualei also smiled, patted Li Xiaowei's head, and lightly pecked Li Xiaowei's cold lips that were blown by the wind.

Feeling the sudden warmth of his lips, Li Xiaowei's reddish face, which was blown by the wind, instantly turned into red clouds, and then popped out a sentence from between his teeth, "Lei...Brother Lei...bad guy."

Deng Hualei smiled, pulled Li Xiaowei and called a taxi...

--at home--

Deng Hualei turned on the heater, let Li Xiaowei sit on the sofa in the living room and watch TV, went to the dining room and started cooking, beat three eggs, and prepared to make egg custard...

After working for a long time, it was more important to put a few dishes on the table, egg custard, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, seaweed and egg drop soup. When the dishes were just put on the table, the takeaway ordered by Deng Hualei also arrived, a fish-flavored shredded pork, One serving of grilled saury and one serving of octopus balls. Putting the bowls, chopsticks and spoons away, Deng Hualei walked slowly towards the living room.

The TV was on, and the people watching it were already asleep. Deng Hualei looked at Li Xiaowei, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, and his face was slightly sick. His eyes were doting, as if he was looking at the only treasure in the world. He looked at it Looking at the calendar, Deng Hualei's eyes slowly changed from pampering to reluctance, and he said to himself, "...There is still one month...hehe...why..."

Deng Hualei shook his head, slowly sat beside Li Xiaowei, embraced the sleeping Li Xiaowei in his arms, and quietly waited for the person in his arms to wake up. Now he only hopes that time will slow down...slowly...

Obviously love is very clear, but I have to accept separation, I only have the right to miss...