twilight winter

"You are very stiff." It turned out that the man was not asleep.

Xia Mo didn't know how to answer and kept silent.This relationship seemed to be reversed. Normally, Xia Mo said that Jiang Yuming would occasionally answer, but this night, Jiang Yuming talked more.

"When I was young, I always slept under a quilt. It seems that you were taken home by your aunt since the second year of high school?" Xia Mo heard Jiang Yuming's emotional words.

"When you first came home, I couldn't sleep every day. It seems that the longest time we have been apart since we met was in college." Comes with even heat.

"It was the two years after the wedding." Xia Mo turned his back to that person.

"Huh?" A little doubt came from behind.

"We met every week when I was in college, but I haven't seen you for two years after the wedding, and you haven't heard from you at all." Sounding a bit complaining, Xia Mo bit her lip thinking that she still couldn't hold back to Jiang Yuming.

The people behind didn't speak any more, Xia Mo tensed up and was at a loss.

"Has it affected your life?" With a thoughtless question, a cold hand rested hesitantly on his waist, stroking gently from top to bottom, and felt Xia Mo gradually relax. stopped.

Because of the distance between the two of them, the quilt opened up a small vent, and Xia Mo felt his shoulders become cold.

Involuntarily, he moved his body backwards, and the man leaned over, his hand slid on his lower abdomen, and Xia Mo stretched out his hand to hold it.

"My hands and feet are still cold." He sighed.

"..."

"Go to sleep." There was no answer, Xia Mo thought that Jiang Yuming might be sleepy.

"Actually, I don't want to leave this time." After a while, the person behind said hesitantly.

Xia Mo, who had just closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, opened them suddenly, and turned to face the man.

The outline of that person could not be seen clearly at night, Xia Mo reached out to touch it, the delicate skin of that person seemed to melt in the palm of his hand, the thick eyebrows of that person were a bit prickly, the eye sockets of that person were deep, between Xia Mo's fingers Trembling brushed the man's high nose bridge, and stopped on the man's thick lips.

"Go back after finishing what you have done." You don't belong to this small city, only a city with rich cultural heritage can accommodate your talent.Xia Mo didn't say these things, but she felt a little depressed when she thought about it, she withdrew her hand, Xia Mo closed her eyes and said softly, "Go to sleep."

"..." Time slipped away quietly, and the man's breathing gradually stabilized.

A night without dreams.When Xia Mo woke up, the man was lying on his side and still asleep.Xia Mo poked her head to look at her, her soft, messy hair was scattered on the pillow, the man with his eyes closed looked as cute as when he was a child.

Xia Mo gently kissed her forehead, got off the bed lightly, changed into home clothes and walked towards the door.

Folded back again.Reaching out to put the man's arm under the quilt, Xia Mo walked out of the bedroom with her hair tied.

A yawning Jiang Yuling lay on the sofa.

Seeing Xia Mo coming out, he smiled ambiguously.Xia Mo ignored him and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

"The sound insulation in the room is really good." Sure enough, the expected low voice came from behind.

Xia Mo was busy with the work in hand without looking back.

"Is Jiang Yuming still as brave as before?" Jiang Yuling thought Xia Mo was shy, and bounced to Xia Mo's side, bent down to look, Xia Mo looked calmly at the vegetables in the pot.

"No way, nothing happened to you two?" He quickly glanced at Xia Mo's exposed skin, trying to find any clues.

Xia Mo moved his body unnaturally, and looked sideways at Jiang Yuling.

"Dirty." Two words.

"Hey, what is obscenity? You two are almost thirty, how many more years can you go? If you don't cherish it, you will regret it. Uh..."

The more Jiang Yuling talked, the more she went too far, Xia Mo picked up a piece of lettuce, and stuffed it into that chattering mouth.

"Oh, um." Jiang Yuling stared hard while chewing the wet lettuce.

"It deserves it." Pushing Jiang Yuling away, he took out the bread and stuffed it into the bread machine, and put the milk in the microwave to warm it up. Xia Mo turned around and went to the guest bathroom, leaving Jiang Yuling to guard the position.

When Xia Mo came out of the shower, there was another person on the sofa.Sitting side by side, Jiang Yuming and Jiang Yuling were eating the bread on the plate with their waists bent and their necks stretched.

Xia Mo saw that her share had been placed on the coffee table, with knives and forks on both sides.

"Still lame." The man came to a conclusion without even looking at himself.

Xia Mo sat on the newly bought sofa and watched the Jiang family siblings staring at her with four eyes.

"I'll take you to work later." Looking away, he elbowed the man next to him, and Jiang Yuming turned his gaze back to the bread.

Xia Mo bent down to eat.

"Collar." Jiang Yuming reminded unhappily.

"Huh?" Xia Mo looked down and saw that he was gone.With a flushed face, she tugged on her collar, thinking about the eyes of the siblings just now, her face became even hotter.

He raised his head and glared at Jiang Yuling.

Jiang Yuling hurriedly waved his hands to explain: "I just appreciate it."

"..." was still seen.Xia Mo inserted a fork into the slice of bread fiercely, and gave Jiang Yuling a vicious look.

"Hey, my bread." Jiang Yuling, who was still watching Xia Mo staring at him, saw a piece of bread flying by in front of him, and looked down to see that his plate was empty.

And the slice of bread that just flew past his eyes had already entered Jiang Yuming's mouth.

"It deserves it." Xia Mo added insult to injury.

"Hey, you two don't want to bully people like this," Jiang Yuling yelled.

Jiang Yuming thought it was noisy, so he frowned and glanced at his younger brother.

"Damn." Throwing out two words coldly, seeing that Xia Mo had already got up and went back to the house to change clothes, Jiang Yuming threw down the bread and leaned on the sofa.

"Are you jealous?" The annoying younger brother didn't pick up the piece of bread and ate it, but asked himself instead.

"Boring." Jiang Yuming pursed his lips.

"If you're jealous, just say it. How can she know if you don't say anything?"

"I said it." Jiang Yuming impatiently pulled out the remote control and turned on the TV.

"What did you say?" Jiang Yuling asked curiously.

"I said I'm not leaving." The TV program was changed quickly, showing the man's indifference.

"Ah? You're not leaving? Then you're not making movies." Jiang Yuling asked in surprise.

"Shoot." I don't want to talk more.

"Then what about Wing?" Another question was raised.

Just as Jiang Yuming was about to slap this hot-tongued younger brother, he heard a sound from Xia Mo's bedroom door. Xia Mo had already changed his clothes and was about to go to work.

Glancing at Jiang Yuling, Jiang Yuming stood up and followed.

"You don't need to send it, I'll take a taxi." Xia Mo said to Jiang Yuming who was really flipping through the shoe rack while changing his shoes.

"..." He took out the Converse and put it on, and picked a hat on the wall and put it on.Jiang Yuming just looked at Xia Mo like that.

"..." Feeling powerless, Xia Mo pushed the bag in his hand into the man's arms, and limped out.

After entering the elevator, Xia Mo stared at Jiang Yuming who was leaning against the corner of the elevator from the corner of his eye.The man's hat covered his eyes, and he didn't know if she was looking at him.

In the morning, the elevator usage rate is relatively high, Xia Mo will take a step back when people enter, and when three or four people enter, Xia Mo's back has already touched the cold wall.The person beside him quietly moved his body, blocking a child from retreating.

Xia Mo glanced at her gratefully.

"What if you are recognized like this?" Xia Mo was worried, thinking that her colleagues were all sharp-eyed.

"..." Jiang Yuming raised his eyebrows and glanced at Xia Mo.

Xia Mo felt that his question was a bit redundant.

After getting into the taxi, Xia Mo sat on the seat and looked out of the window. The people around him put on their hats and pretended to sleep with their arms still on their chests and their eyes closed.

"Will you pick up my car for me later?" Xia Mo remembered that her car was still in the parking lot of the hotel.

The man said "hmm".

Xia Mo took out the car key and handed it to her, the man casually took it and stuffed it in by touching the edge of the pocket of the wide sweatpants.

"Don't drop it." I still couldn't help telling.This person has been forgetful since he was a child. If the two of them hadn't grown up together, I don't know if this person would have lost himself long ago.

"Oh."

"..." Speechless, Xia Mo rolled his eyes and looked out the window again.

The phone jingled.Knowing that it was Yunluo, Xia Mo deliberately raised the phone with the arm close to the car window.

"Morning." Yunluo's voice is always full of vitality.

"Morning." Xia Mo replied with a smile.

"Is Momo doing anything special today?" A daily routine question and answer.

"Yeah." Seriously thought about it, "It's a meeting, we need to choose a guest to do the show."

"It's not difficult, has Momo chosen?"

"Well, not yet." The person beside him tilted his head and turned his back to him.

"Momo can tell me when you've made up your mind, and I'll make an appointment for you. You must invite an important guest when the broadcast starts." Yunluo suggested.

"Then the hottest one is Wing." Wing smiled brightly on the billboard outside the window, and Xia Mo glanced at that person a little bit angrily.

Hearing the familiar name, the man really moved his ears.

"Ah, then I don't need to do it." Yunluo teased.

"I hate it, are you driving? Drive hard. Go to work and contact QQ." Xia Mo hung up the phone and wanted to get her bag.

Her bag was held in the arms of the man, Xia Mo pulled it, but the man did not let go.

"I'll put the phone down." Xia Mo pulled again.

The man finally looked over.

"Momo said that I won't let me lose things." Jiang Yuming imitated Yunluo's tone, and curled his lips after speaking.