MTL - Not Spare the Years-Chapter 54

In the silent night, the already dark night sky was covered with a layer of dark clouds. The sky was thick like a cloud of ink dipped in water, and not even the faint light of the stars and moon could penetrate it.

The street was silent, the lights were dim, and there were only a few wisps of cold night wind, and the vague barking of dogs in the distance.

A pot of golden-edged Chlorophytum is raised on the windowsill, with green leaves, golden edges, and a white pot.

The leaves are covered with a layer of fog.

I don't know if it was the water that Mu Xueyi sprinkled with a watering can before going to bed, or the dew that was painted on by the dark night and the cold air.

Beside the flowerpot, on the edge of the stage, the handprint dipped in water left by the man when he climbed up has gradually been blurred by the dew.

"Ayue, want me."

She said it again.

The voice is light and soft. The darkness and ambiguity of the night rolled into my ears.

Like a milk-white lamb rolling in the green grass, cute and gentle.

Zhou Zhenyue did not expect Mu Xueyi to say such a thing. No warning. For a time, she even forgot to blink for several seconds.

After a long time, she hesitated and murmured, "You...how come suddenly..."

Mu Xueyi closed his eyes, as if smiling.

She just didn't want to have any regrets.

Although she can't move one arm and one foot now, she is still a complete person. When Mu Ruqing found out that she had sent Zhong Wan away tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, she was not sure whether she could still be so complete.

It's not uncommon for the Mu family to chop off their arms and legs when they do business.

She had nothing to fear.

It's just one step in the plan. If she doesn't take this step, she can't take the next step.

It's just missing arms and legs, she doesn't care. As long as she can completely overthrow Mu Ruqing and Mu Guocheng and protect A Yue, she doesn't care.

But she doesn't care, doesn't mean Ah Yue doesn't care.

So, while Ayue doesn't dislike her at this moment, she has to... give it a try and seize this opportunity.

She said: "I just really want to...get closer to you."

"I want to kiss you, I want to hug you. What I didn't dare to do three years ago, I want to do today."

Zhou Zhenyue just smiled, touched her long curly hair, and said, "You are dizzy. You have a broken arm and a bad ankle. How could I touch you? Besides, you didn't write a love letter. 100 points."

It seemed that it was going to rain outside the window, and the gloomy wind was blowing through the crack of the window that was not closed tightly and brushing against his face.

Mu Xueyi rubbed his eyelashes and laughed at himself.

"That's right, I haven't caught up with you yet. No matter how nice Ayue is to me, she's still not my girlfriend."

She always seemed to forget that she and Zhou Zhenyue never really got back together from beginning to end.

"You take good care of your injuries and rehabilitate well. You will recover in the future. We still have a long time."

Zhou Zhenyue wrapped a strand of Mu Xueyi's curly hair around her fingertips and kneaded it gently, like soothing the injured deer.

She thought that she should leave some thoughts for Mu Xueyi, so that she can walk towards the future with hope.

Mu Xueyi stretched out her hand, grabbed the collar of Zhou Zhenyue's shirt, and pulled her down, leading her to lean over him.

"Don't sleep, just kiss, okay?" Her eyes were wet, like dewy gardenias.

Zhou Zhenyue looked at those close eyes, lost her mind.

"I can't move my arms and legs, I can't take the initiative."

Mu Xueyi's voice was very soft, too soft, and sounded inexplicably ambiguous. "Ayue, take the initiative, okay?"

Zhou Zhenyue didn't want to touch Mu Xueyi at this time. Now Mu Xueyi is too fragile and has no ability to resist, just like a dazzling flower with no fence and no thorns. You pick.

When touching her at such a time, there is always a sense of guilt taking advantage of the danger.

Perhaps it is this sense of guilt that makes it even more uncontrollable.

Pick a flower that shouldn't be picked.

It's more irresistible than imagined...

She closed her eyes, lowered her head, and gently, gently, kissed Mu Xueyi's lower lip.

There is still the smell of cherry blossom-flavored toothpaste, faintly, and a little bit of sweetness that belongs to ice powder.

Hawthorn, grapes, red beans, the best dessert in the world.

less than…

The half temptation under her lips.

He couldn't help but opened his mouth and bit it. Hold it in your mouth and **** it together with your lips and tongue.

Mu Xueyi also opened her lips, slightly sticking out the tip of her tongue and touching the corner of Zhou Zhenyue's mouth.

Just before she raised her hand, the person on her body grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the head of the bed.

The back of the hand was as white as a piece of snow, and the pale blue blood vessels spread out on the tendons on the back of the hand, bending and spreading.

Connected into a sea-sky communication horizon.

Mu Xueyi was kissed. While biting Zhou Zhenyue's upper lip, she said vaguely, "Ayue...I want to hug you."

So Zhou Zhenyue let go of her wrist, Mu Xueyi raised her hand and gently pressed the back of Zhou Zhenyue's head, wrinkling her long black hair.

A kiss is just a spark, but it always inadvertently ignites the heart. The bark in the empty alley in the distance rang again, deep and far, lining the silent night, every sound that fell in my ears caused more heart palpitations than usual.

A new layer of dew covered the windowsill.

Phnom Penh Chlorophytum leaves tips, just condensed water droplets round and crystal, shaky.

The lamp on the small table also exudes a warm light with a firework scent.

The hot soup of the wontons is no longer steaming.

The ice powder in the bowl is also sticky and sticky with the brown sugar.

The two closed their eyes and kissed each other's emotions on their faces.

This is not the first kiss between them.

But this time, it was even more exciting than the first trembling kiss.

Heartbroken...

The chest couldn't hold the collision.

Mu Xueyi's hand lightly grabbed the back neckline of Zhou Zhenyue's shirt and pulled it back gently and powerfully.

"Snapped."

The third button covering the collarbone was pulled from the seam of the button.

Zhou Zhenyue's chaotic brain suddenly woke up, she immediately grabbed Mu Xueyi's hand, turned her face away, and whispered, "No, Xueyi, not today."

In the air, the two people's dazzling breathing rose and fell one after another.

The sudden restraint of indulgence to the half, obviously, is a kind of torture to both of them.

However, Mu Xueyi no longer insisted. She pursed the corners of her wet lips and smiled lightly. She pulled out her hand from Zhou Zhenyue's confinement, and pulled Zhou Zhenyue's sweaty temples behind her ears with her fingertips.

She murmured softly: "Okay, listen to you."

Zhou Zhenyue propped herself up, buttoned the button back, and adjusted her neckline with her slender fingers.

Like wearing a collar.

It's just that in that calm, every finger is trembling.

When Mu Xueyi saw her buttoning up, she knew that the warmth of the night had stopped there.

She suppressed the throbbing in her heart and rubbed her pillow with her eyes closed.

After rubbing it twice, she suddenly noticed something with a little thickness under the pillow.

Suddenly realized that these love letters that have been written but never found the opportunity to send, now is the best time to give each other.

"By the way, I have something for you."

Mu Xueyi raised her hand and groped for a small stack of envelopes under the pillow.

The seal of each envelope is tightly sealed, and the serial number is written on the upper left corner of the envelope.

1, 2, 3, 4.

Four in total.

Zhou Zhenyue looked at the love letter that Mu Xueyi suddenly took out, and shook her head.

"...Didn't I say that I don't need to write during this time?"

Mu Xueyi smiled: "I know, but I still want to write to you."

Zhou Zhenyue stared at the envelopes, curling her fingers on her knees.

"It took me a long time to write these love letters. So Ayue, don't read them all at once."

Mu Xueyi put the four envelopes on Zhou Zhenyue's lap, and the person also leaned over, lying on Zhou Zhenyue's lap, **** the serial number on it, her tone soft as if she was telling a bedtime story.

"Envelope No. 1, I wrote a lot of interesting local snacks. When you can't eat by yourself, open it and take a look, imagining that I am eating with you."

"I think about it, maybe, I can eat two more bowls."

"Envelope No. 2, I wrote the funniest toy I've ever played with since I was a child. If one day, you look at the Lego castle I built on the bookcase, and suddenly feel that you miss me so much, open this one. "

"I believe that this love letter can make you forget about me for a while, and only think about the croaking tin frog, the picture of Shukebeta, and the shiny, red-painted clockwork car. "

"Envelope No. 3, I wrote something from elementary school. Don't worry, it's not about negative energy. It's the rubber band I jumped over and the shuttlecock I kicked."

"You were always busy standing in the military position when you were young, and you never played these, and no one ever told you those funny mantras, 'little balls, kicks, 282931'... Haha, it's very interesting, right? ?"

"What you haven't heard, I'll tell you everything in this love letter."

"No 4…"

Mu Xueyi turned her head and coughed twice, tears welling up in her eyes because of the cough.

"No. 4, when you... get angry with me, go to tear down No. 4. I..."

She coughed again.

Zhou Zhenyue patted her chest and frowned, "Stop thinking about it, how could I be angry with you?"

"Cough..." Mu Xueyi smiled in tears, "Just in case, after all, I have become...even myself..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Her body is too weak, just after saying these words, she has exhausted all her strength.

Zhou Zhenyue couldn't bear to let her continue talking, "Okay, don't worry about these worries anymore, I won't be mad at you. It's too late, you're still sick, go to sleep."

Mu Xueyi closed her eyes, found Zhou Zhenyue's hand, and held it, "Ayue, wait until I fall asleep before leaving, okay?"

Zhou Zhenyue stared at Mu Xueyi, who was nestled in the heavy quilt, held her back, and said, "Okay."

"…very nice."

Mu Xueyi buried her chin in the quilt and whispered to herself, "I haven't been able to sleep for several days..."

The voice was very soft, but Zhou Zhenyue still heard it.

He raised his hand and wanted to touch her forehead, but he was afraid that she had fallen asleep and woke her up.

The hand raised in the air slowly clenched into a fist.

He sighed indifferently.

Zhou Zhenyue picked up the four letters on her knees and stroked the seal of the No. 4 envelope with her thumb, remembering how Mu Xueyi had just handed the letter to her.

She suddenly didn't quite understand whether it was right or wrong to put Xueyi back in Mu's house.

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