"It's late at night, go to sleep, eh?!" He held her hand and walked towards the bedroom, but she shook her head. She couldn't bear to sleep on such a beautiful night, and she was so scared that she would never wake up again once she fell asleep.
Come on, she doesn’t want to lose him, she doesn’t want to leave his side! She can’t let go of him, she can’t let go of the children, she can’t let go, she can’t let go!
Outside the window, the night was getting thicker, and the sleepless stars were twinkling in the blue velvet sky. Her footsteps moved towards the terrace involuntarily.
The moment I pushed the glass door open, I was caught off guard. In the southeast direction, I saw a tube of glowing orange-red fireballs slanting across the horizon, dragging smoke trails, roaring across the dark sky, and cracking into strange scenery.
.
"Meteor..." she murmured.
That fleeting spark brings out the throbbing deep in the heart. Life is like a shooting star. Inadvertently, it flashes away and the whole life is over.
People are sad, not because love is over, but because when everything is over, love is still there.
"Meteors break through time and space and travel to the future." He followed her onto the terrace and said softly.
"What?!" She raised her eyes to meet his face in confusion.
"The so-called meteors are fragments of outer space planets that fall to the ground or sea surface and are heated and burned by friction with the air."
"So what?!" she asked curiously.
"So the meteors we see come from the past and travel through the future. They are hundreds of light years away from us. They have drifted in the universe for hundreds of years, passed through the solar system, and fallen all the way. At some inadvertent moment, they met
The earth passed by, and due to the gravitational force, it flew into our night sky and landed in front of our eyes." He leaned over, stared into her eyes, and murmured, "Maybe three hundred years ago, we saw it.
The same star, make an appointment with it to meet in this life..."
Three hundred years ago?!
What a beautiful picture it was, two people sitting on the top of the highest mountain, catching the last shooting stars, when the sun rose over the mountain stream, I am not old, but you are still.
She suppressed the throbbing in her heart and asked shyly, "When did you start studying astronomy?!"
"I've been suffering from insomnia a lot in the past few years. I would sit on the balcony and watch the stars at night. I once saw a lot of shooting stars. After seeing too many shooting stars, I became curious and looked up some information." He said lightly, but she could imagine those individuals.
How lonely and sad he was at night. He stood alone on the balcony with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth. The dense mist blurred his facial features, but it could not hide the hazy depression in his eyes. She understood his loneliness and felt sorry for him.
She was so lonely that her heart ached so much.
"Ah Chi..." She couldn't help but hugged his neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and cried like a child. A strong sense of need gripped her deeply, and she felt distressed.
Tears flowed on his clothes.
"Achi, I really miss you..." she cried.
"I miss you too. Even now, I still can't believe that you are real in front of me. I thought it was a dream..." He stroked her face and whispered, "Many times, I can only be in front of me."
I see you in my dreams, and review your smiles in my dreams, but more often than not, I can’t sleep, and even dreaming has become a luxury..."
"But I'm fine now. It's all over. I don't think I'll ever have insomnia again." He comforted her, letting her lean against his chest, their heartbeats overlapping each other, so intimate that there was no trace of distance.
after?!
Will there be a future?! Can they really have a future?
She raised her head and stared at him through the misty tears. He held her tear-stained face and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Her slightly trembling eyelashes exuded a weak and pitiful aura, and she stared helplessly into his eyes.
The cold wind blew, making her shiver.
Rong Yuchi stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, looked at her forehead, and asked with concern, "Have you caught a cold? Why is there cold sweat on your forehead?!"
"Maybe the air at night is too cold." She lied and found an excuse.
"Then let's go in?!" He combed her slightly messy hair with his hands.
"Okay." She nodded obediently, lowered her eyelashes, and there were two thick shadows on her lower eyelids, making it impossible to see her emotions.
In the room, two children occupied the big bed. They originally slept in the middle, but because of their poor sleeping posture, they rolled to the side, and their two small bodies occupied the entire bed.
She walked over, gently pulled the quilt, and covered her four little feet.
"It seems we can only sleep on the sofa." He took the blanket and lay on it, and she curled up her limbs like a cat and snuggled into his arms.
How I wish time could stay at this moment forever, so that she could sleep peacefully on his pillow and wake up every day, with two lovely children, confirming their love.
If happiness has weight, then she is carrying it sweetly at this moment.
In such a warm embrace, I felt like I was in heaven. Even if I was destined to fall from the clouds, I didn't have any regrets.
His body temperature, his embrace, his breath, everything about him was so familiar, so intoxicating, throbbing, and... clinging to her. h
Regarding the missed years and love, they can never tell the difference: is it beautiful because of regret, or is it regretful because it is beautiful?!
He hugged her tightly and said, "Go to sleep."
sleep?!
You Tong suddenly felt a chill in his heart, as Li Yuanhang's words echoed in his mind.
"I asked my brother-in-law that your current situation is in the relatively stable incubation period of the virus. Your body will have some reactions. You will become weaker and weaker, with no strength all over your body. You will also have headaches, easy coldness, fatigue, dizziness, and hair loss.
, when you feel too uncomfortable, it will make you feel like sleeping, but... you may not be able to sleep at all."
The bright silver moonlight passes through the window curtains, casting cold light waves. The undercurrent of storms, entangled emotions, and sad helplessness all become more blurred as the night goes by.
"Achi..." She called him softly.
"Um?!"
She bit her soft lip and murmured, "Wake me up tomorrow morning."
Because I'm not sure if I will wake up.
However, I really want to wake up and spend a new day with you, every day.
I want to see you and the children when I wake up.