Liu Ci was taken aback, and he was about to lower his head in an instant, and he was pinched by He Yu.

He Yu's hands were not strong, but Liu Ci felt that her whole body was hot.

Forced to look up, He Yu leaned over, "Don't want to escape, is there really?"

Liu Ci broke away with his other hand, but it was useless. Finally, he reached out and put his hand on the back of He Yu's neck, pulled the person down, and kissed her eyelid.

He Yu was startled, the hot and humid kiss made her a little flustered, and subconsciously let go of her hand.

Liu Ci took the opportunity to run away.

He Yu sighed, "You still play this set at such an old age, Liu Ci, are you boring?"

Liu Ci didn't want to listen, so he ran forward.

The sky was already completely bright, and the wind blew her face sorely. This kind of short-lived happiness made Liu Ci very useful, but of course she couldn’t get past He Yu, and was finally pulled up by someone, and the heat He Yu exhaled changed in the air. As she turned into a pinch of white gas, she gave a feed, reached out her hand to hold Liu Ci's face, "Run after taking advantage of it? Flower picking thief?"

Liu Ci's face was held by He Yu, squeezing out a few words--

"Are you a flower?"

He Yu thought it amused, "Did you learn from Lao Shen, specifically arguing me?"

She lowered her head, her forehead pressed against Liu Ci's forehead, "I am the grass, you were harvested by you."

She smiled, teasing in her eyes, and behind her, the golden light of the sunrise shattered, dispelling the loneliness of the morning, the golden sunlight sprinkled on the sparkling sponge, and the ship was on the far end. Full of bright breath.

He Yu is the same, just like before.

Liu Ci said, "The sickle is in your hand."

He Yu lowered his head and chuckled, "Why are everything in my place, your idea is wrong."

She took Liu Ci's hand, but Liu Ci held her back very close. Like when they were young, they faced the punishment of their elders, He Yu carried them alone, and Liu Ci was held by her, but she still couldn't bear it and stood up.

Just like this back grip.

"If you can catch it yourself, try to catch it."

He Yu could feel the loneliness emanating from Liu Ci. Some people were like this. She bought a house and had a home, but she still felt that she had no home.

It's not that I don't have family, but I always feel wandering.

The temperament of Liu Ci is too special. Her fans love her temperament and also love her works. These are part of Liu Ci.

He Yu valued her more.

Not far away, each other looked at Liu Ci who grew up.

"It's not that I said you, are you too pessimistic?"

He Yu spent a lot of time with the readers of Liu Ci. He recites the famous scenes and golden sentences of Liu Ci's works. Many people are used to prying into the essence of the author through his works.

In fact, that's not quite right. The author can give you a character full of sunshine, and she can also write the opposite. What you see is what she deliberately showed.

The closest distance between the reader and the author is the silent discussion of each other in the chapters, instead of pursuing purposeful prying.

But He Yu is never a pure reader, Liu Ci and Lian Xiaoli can never be placed on the same scale in her life.

Lian Xiaoli is rich in ink and passion, while Liu Ci is the bottle of ink, fleeing hurriedly with a strong ink flavor, but he Yu's life is arrogantly full of scents, making people never forget, love-hate dilemma.

Liu Ci: "Do I have one?"

He Yu: "If you say there is no, there will be no."

They walked very slowly, and Liu Ci didn't pant. The fence around the seaside promenade was high. After all, the wind in the morning was too cold to blow people's cheeks.

Liu Ci: "I just like to think about it."

He Yu took a sip and felt that his lungs hurt. "I can't control you. Anyway, you can make me happy in the future. Although this is a bit unreasonable, you should think about me as much as possible, and don't make decisions for me. If you are unhappy, find me."

"Look for you..."

He Yu uttered, "Otherwise, I will kiss all of you, otherwise?"

Liu Ci felt that this person's words were rough, and he turned her face away, and was forcibly pulled over by He Yu. She came to her as if she wanted Liu Ciluo. She was heavier, and still sticky.

Liu Ci felt heavy walking and couldn't get rid of it. It took a long time for both of them to take a step like a child. When someone passed by, they both had to take a curious look.

The two of them walked like this for more than half an hour, and finally became too sleepy. Liu Ci took He Yu back, who was yawning.

The room was warm, and He Yu thought that his room was small, and liked the one with balcony in Liu Ci. Even the person who occupied the bed in Liu Ci had to be carried back.

Liu Ci was circled by He Yu, and He Yu closed her eyes, but she fell asleep soon.

"He Yu..."

Liu Ci turned around and looked at He Yu, who was already confused.

He Yu said, dragging the sound. She was actually a little tired, and it would take a lot of time to come from home. It was a transfer and a boat.

When she slept, she was not as sloppy as she was in the daytime, and she had to frown.

Liu Ci couldn't help reaching out to touch it, but He Yu stretched out his hand and took it away. A sleepy voice came out, "Don't touch it... itchy."

"Why would you..."

Liu Ci really wanted to ask, but in fact, it's useless to ask such questions. People who are too prosecuted are always suffering. In this world, confused people are happier than sober people.

He Yu clasped her hand, rubbed the back of her hand with his thumb back and forth, and said, "Don't think so much..."

She sighed again, turned over and turned back, her legs pressed against Liu Ci's legs, "How can there be so many whys...you, alas..."

"I said it a long time ago, I want to be with you forever."

The problem with Liu Ci is her insecurity. This is inherent, since she was a child, nothing was entirely her own.

The clothes may have been modified by Yang Chuo using other people's fabrics, or his own clothes could not be worn and they were dismantled and made, and finally bought new ones, and they had to give them to Liu Yu after wearing them soon.

There have never been toys, books are borrowed, and textbooks have to be sold for money. These are all consumables.

Growing up with He Yu, I am also prepared that the friendship will expire sooner or later, or be owned by others.

But she didn't expect that she couldn't accept it emotionally, she didn't keep her, she wanted to run, and she wanted dignity. In the end, she couldn't love it, and her dignity was gone, and she broke the can.

He Yu picked it up and put it on her finger.

He Yu would also comfort her. She held Liu Ci, like Liu Ci was afraid of thunder when she was a child, and patted Liu Ci on the back, with a heavy sleepy voice coming out of her throat, in the closed curtain. In the dim room that appeared, it was like returning to that small building, a distance that could be crossed by one jump.

Liu Ci's tears flowed from his eyes, because he was lying down along the temples, and they all fell into his hair. He Yu's cheeks got wet and he let out a groan.

She opened her eyes hard, with helplessness in her tone, "You."

She kissed Liu Ci on the cheek, and the kiss was salty, she knew the feeling of Liu Ci too.

I also feel that her state is too much like a patient.

Why are they all like this one by one.

He Yu didn't know whether the decision he made was good or not.

She cared about Liu Ci, and she even liked it a little bit, but she didn't know if Liu Ci was necessary.

Nostalgic and affectionate, some people commented on her like that.

Maybe she still has a bit of chivalry in her bones, but she is just a half-hearted hero. She fell into the dyeing vat when she first came out of the cottage, dyed a colorful black with emotions. Others only saw a dull ocean, but she was bound by the colorful fibers inside. Dip in it willingly.

At least, she is willing to develop.

Among the group of them, Lian Xiaoli's feelings brought the madness and aggressiveness that others gave her, and it was a shackle.

Liu Ci’s feelings are the gloomy and unhappy she brewed herself, the inborn hesitant, the kind of butterfly hairpin she was a child, she was golden at first, and oxidized after a long time, and the gray is no longer shining.

But it also hurts oneself.

Liu Ci hugged He Yu hard, tears were silent, but He Yu seemed to have heard it. For the first time she was held so tightly by Liu Ci, and she stretched out her hand and stroked the other party's back.

"Why do you think so much? Wake up, let's eat something delicious..."

Liu Ci gave a hum, and they didn't speak any more.

In the end, Liu Ci fell asleep first.

She is already tired.

This bed is not big. When Liu Ci woke up, He Yu seemed to have been awake for a long time. She leaned on the head of the bed while charging and playing with her mobile phone. She was the best at social software. There were countless netizens, and she seemed very busy.

Liu Ci glanced at him, and He Yu turned around, "Yes, I sleep till night, it seems that I will be able to work in the future."

Willow's words: "..."

He Yu's mobile phone cut to WeChat, and the group of them had been bombing for a long time.

Shen Yougan was the most shocked. He kept giving out the love package until Liu Yu kicked him out, and then Shen Yougan asked Liu Hao to add it back to him, back and forth.

The two parties have been in Aite.

He Yu handed the phone to Liu Ci, "Look for yourself, you threw a bomb."

Liu Ci shrunk in the quilt, a small ball, squinted to read the news, He Yu yawned, got out of bed to wash her face, she was actually too hungry, thinking that she would go to eat seafood later.

Yan Xing Cang Alley Anti-vice Team

-Shen Youqian: What about Liu Ci! Where's He Yu! Why did these two go there for hours without bubbling.

-Liu Hao: Brother, don't show your love anymore, I'm going to be closed. Hey.

-Willow:...

-Yiu Yuan: [Animated Emoji]

-Shen Youqian: @贺毓@柳词

-Shen Youqian: @贺毓@柳词

-Shen Youqian: @贺毓@柳词

-Shen Youqian: @贺毓@柳词

-He Yu:?

He Yu was still washing his face, the sound of water was rushing, and he didn't know what he was doing, and he made a sound of earth-shattering.

"The slippers are too wet!"

While Liu Ci was still reading the previous news, Shen Yougan sent out a group video without warning. She was taken aback by He Yu's insult and clicked to connect.

Shen Youqian: "He Yuhe Yuhe Yuhe Yu... I heard that you are on annual leave! Alas, why is it your willow poem?"

Liu Ci was holding the mobile phone, the wall lamp was dim, and her face could not be seen clearly in the mobile phone, she hummed, "He Yu is washing her face."

He Yu heard it and just came out, "What are you doing, why is the hands-free sound so small? Let me see, alas, boss Shen, this big face."

Willow's words: "..."

Liu Hao was eating fruit in the bedroom and watching the fun with headphones.

Liu Yuan played a game, but didn't come in at all.

"He Yu, you and Liu Ci..."

Shen Yougan hesitated to speak but stopped.

He Yu lifted the quilt and got in and sat next to Liu Ci, holding Liu Ci's shoulders as if it were a matter of course, "What's the matter, why are you losing your eyes."

Shen Youqian: "How is it possible!"

He Yu sighed, "Right, Liu Ci said earlier that we might both be the eldest children."

Willow's words: "..."

The more you talk, the more ridiculous.

Shen Yougan: "What's the matter!"

He Yu coughed, "That's right, Liu Ci and I, really, we're together, remember, wrap a red envelope."

Liu Hao had a terrifying cough.

After a long time, I asked, "Sister, did you propose to Sister He Yu directly?"

Liu Ci was silent, and He Yu held up the phone, leaned in front of the camera, blinked aggrievedly, "How can it be, your sister said nothing, hey, so good."

The author has something to say: Can I end this year! ! ! ! !

Prosperous in a trance, I almost set the archive to 20 years