MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 77
Chapter 77
When He Zhishu woke up, he was already empty, and it was cold and cool. It seems that people have been away for a long time.
He knows that he slowly turns over and squats on the bed and closes his eyes for a while. His body is still too weak. Now he only feels that his waist and legs are sour and soft.
At this time, the door was gently pushed open, and the knowledge book did not move. He felt that someone was standing by, and a quilt was picked up. Before he was aware of the coldness, his arms were stuffed with a warm thing, an electric warm treasure.
"Baby, happy birthday." Ai Ziyu bowed down from He Zhishu's earlobe to the back neck: "Get up."
He knows shrinking his shoulders and holding the warm treasure in his arms: "Don't bother me, itchy."
Ai Ziyu didn't do much, just smiled and put the broken hair in front of He Zhishu's forehead: "Get up for a while, I will go downstairs to wait for you."
When Ai Ziyu walked for a while, He Zhishu got grinded. He tied the pajamas buttons and gently rubbed the forehead.
When I went downstairs, Ai Ziyu was in the kitchen. When I heard the sound, I came out and looked at him with a smile. "Get up?"
Ai Ziyu's small floral apron has a lot of flour on it, and it looks like a big dog with a silly smile: "When I finish these eggs, I can make a cake for you."
He knows that he is holding a warm treasure in his arms, and squinting his head into the kitchen at a distance: "You are amazing."
Ai Ziyu rushed over to him, smashed the flour on his palm, and then he hugged the He Zhishu to the living room sofa and put it down. Ai Ziyu's hand was very hot, and she fell on the waist of He Zhishu through her pajamas and gently rubbed it.
He Zhishu was a bit awkward and earned a small profit: "Flour is all about me."
Ai Ziyu did not let go: "I will press you." His movements are not embarrassing, and Ai Ziyu understands that He Zhishu is awkward. Although he was enough to restrain his patience last night, he was always afraid of aggravating this person a little bit.
Ai Ziyu’s technique and strength are very comfortable, and the tight muscles are relaxed. Massage is a very laborious task, and He Zhishu is embarrassed to trouble Ai Ziyu.
"I don't feel bad about you, you go to work. Isn't it true that the cake is still not ready?" He Zhishu held up from Ai Ziyu's arms and sat on the sofa.
Ai Ziyu did not say much, and gently rubbed the side of the He Zhishu with his palm and stood up. He walked two steps to the kitchen and suddenly remembered what he was standing on.
"I have forgotten." Ai Ziyu smiled and smiled, and turned to open the security door.
He Zhishu also wondered what Ai Ziyu was going to do. He didn't wait three minutes to see a golden big dog running in from the outside cheerfully. Ai Ziyu was a few steps slower, and two cats were followed by two cats in his arms.
He knows how to laugh.
"I am looking for someone to take them to take a bath in the morning, let them play with you for a while." Ai Ziyu rushed to know the book, and passed a cat in his arms and said: "Hug, The one you like the most, grow up a lot."
The eyes of He Zhishu are gentle and kind, and the inside is really happy. He stretches his arms and holds the cat, thinking that these little things grow really fast. The doctors are also feeding, they are all like big cats.
The two dog relatives came from the calf of the He Zhishu, and the golden head slammed into the arms of the He Zhishu. The result was a slap in the eyes of the cat in the arms of He Zhishu. The scorpions are all wet.
At that time, He Zhishu had no soft feelings, and put a cat in his arms to hold the two dogs in his arms: "Zhen."
The two big tongues licked the face of He Zhishu.
Ai Ziyu got a big fruit from the kitchen and gave him a handful of gifts: "First eat some fruit, two dogs like it, you eat together."
The two shit's gave He Zhishu a dog skin scorpion to accompany him to watch TV, and there were small snacks on his mouth, so he didn't move. A few cats went to the terrace to take part in the sun, and today the weather is exceptionally good.
Ai Ziyu's baked egg tarts are very fragrant. When they come out, the two **** stand up, and the tail is like a windmill.
"When you go, your mom hasn't eaten yet." Ai Ziyu bent his fingers to play the dog's head, and turned to see He Zhishu: "You have a light taste these days, you can eat less sweet today."
He Zhishu automatically ignored the first half of the sentence and smiled: "How happy is birthday?"
He Zhishu took a bite, it was very hot, very sweet, and it would not be too greasy to eat less.
Ai Ziyu's eyes flashed and did not say anything.
The cake was baked at noon, just in time for lunch. Ai Ziyu packed up the table before he greeted He Zhishu.
"Baby, happy birthday." Ai Ziyu was half-squatting on the sofa, looking at He Zhishu with that humble look.
"Don't I have a wish in the morning?" He Zhishu reached out and pulled Ai Ziyu's mouth and smiled. "How do you still learn two dogs?"
Ai Ziyu took the hand of He Zhishu and took a very serious attitude: "This birthday is a gift with a gift."
He took out a gift that had been prepared for a long time from the side pocket, and a small red velvet ring box lay in the palm of his hand.
He Zhishu frowned slightly invisible.
Ai Ziyu opened the ring box, which was a platinum ring with an irregular shape of a flower branch with finely broken diamonds. A very beautiful ring, every light mark of the flash is gentle, but it is not feminine, it is very well-known.
"Sorry." He Zhishu gently closed the ring box: "I can't accept it."
The ring is a special thing, and it is better not to wear this responsibility and equal love. When He Zhishu took a seven-eight-year-old ring from his fingers, he thought that he would never be able to wear a second one in his life.
"Knowing the book..." Ai Ziyu's eyes are like the sea: "Don't wear it..."
"I am really scared... I can't find you in my life..." So you wear, I must find you.
He Zhishu smiled: "Psychological comfort is not very useful." They all know that they are deceiving themselves, but they don't want to break.
"Just when I beg you." Ai Ziyu hangs his throat and reopens the small box to take out the ring. He goes to the hand of Lahe Zhishu: "Please... wear a ring for me."
The heart of He Zhishu’s heart was awkward, but short but sharp.
He still took back his hand, and He Zhishu did not miss Ai Ziyu’s sad grievances. He was silent for a while, and suddenly reached out and touched Ai Ziyu’s hair: "...I can wear it. Can you promise me something?"
Ai Ziyu looked up and decided to look into the eyes of He Zhishu.
"After I left, I don't want to wait for anything. The cremation is best on the day... I want to bury the water, I can look around for those good places." The tone of He Zhishu is very calm, and it is no different to talk in peace. He saw Ai Ziyu's eyes are soft: "The 150,000 is left for you, donate and keep it... I know you are not short of money..."
Ai Ziyu's body trembled fiercely. He didn't say anything, but he shook his fingers to the hand of Lahe Zhishu who wanted to wear a ring for him. This is the meaning of the promise.
The size of the ring is very suitable, worn on the ring finger, covering the traces that were once shallow but difficult to fade.
Ai Ziyu only stood up after wearing the ring for He Zhishu. He had no warning to hold the back neck of He Zhishu and gave He Zhishu a lingering deep kiss. For the first time, he used this method to kiss and know the book, using this more intimate way than the body.
