I don’t know the time, but I’m sleepy anyway, so I keep going to sleep.
Someone next door called, someone murmured in his ears. It doesn’t matter if he kissed my face, as long as he didn’t make a noise, I would sleep.
I was so tired that I felt comfortable sleeping.
Unexpectedly, it would be so easy to go home.
Although I sneaked back a few times in the middle, it was all night and it felt obviously different; ah, it was broad daylight, and I finally came home.[
Is there anything going back to the past; or is it that something has changed forever?
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Wearing a nightgown, leaning against the head of the bed, I thought I was going home; but there will always be some changes in my home, such as the child growing up, graduating, working, mature, getting married and having children, and I will always keep going.
Have changed.
I rubbed my temples, but fortunately, it wasn't a headache.
When I got out of bed, I smelled a scent as soon as the bedroom door opened. It was a very rich meal. I don’t know if it was made by Yin Yijie or if I ordered takeaway.
In the living room, the background wall is replaced with plum, red, Fulu, Shouxi, and Xi, and the sofa cover, carpet, etc. are all replaced with yellow. Golden orange, yellow apricot, yellow goose, yellow earth and yellow anyway, our family is now in the world of yellow.
I didn't notice when I came back early in the morning. When did he change it? The balcony sofa was gone, and a row of dripping Guanyin, rubber trees, Brazilian wood and so on planted.
It's a bit changed, but I can still recognize it as my home. This is the feeling.
The large chandeliers in the living room have also been replaced with antique style, which looks much more restrained and plain; the yellows look lively and bright, complementing the background wall, and feels refreshing.
"Ke'er woke up?" Yin Yijie came out, with an apron tied around his waist, which was bright red.
"Hmm. Have you cooked?" I asked.
He should be quite tired too. Why do I get tired of him every time?
"I asked them to give it to me. Xiao Song and the others opened a hotel by themselves. What's the taste? Now I want to go back to Caesar and wait for me."
Yin Yijie turned in and unbuttoned his apron, and I was almost following him.
"Then what have you done?" He hugged his waist and leaned in his arms, feeling comfortable, haha.