Fu Yanye looked at her sudden nervousness in the mirror and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes, looked at him in the mirror, and asked him, "Why are you touching my belly?"
Fu Yanye looked at her shrewd eyes, then looked down at her belly that he was holding, and frowned unconsciously: "It's weird?"
"You used to like to hug me."
Zhuo Jian reminded him.
Fu Yanye felt her seriousness and chuckled unconsciously. He lowered his head and kissed her neck again. The fabric of her pajamas was very slippery and fell to his arm with just a touch. He lowered his eyes and saw yesterday
In the middle of the night, there were teeth marks on the place where I had bitten, and I couldn't help but look up in the mirror with a guilty conscience.
Zhuo Jian slowly brushed his teeth and looked at him.
Many things between them have a beginning but no end, and this one is no exception.
Facing his silence, Zhuo Jian thought so.
Soon the toothbrush was powered off and she stopped, but her clear eyes were still looking straight at him.
Fu Yanye reminded her: "Rinse your mouth."
Zhuo Jian nodded and picked up the water glass.
Fu Yanye stepped aside and waited for her.
Zhuo Jian rinsed her mouth and turned to look at him: "Can I pinch the toothpaste for you?"
"Um!"
Fu Yanye agreed and continued to stare at her.
I don’t know why, but she seemed a little different this morning, but what exactly was different?
Fu Yanye looked at her from head to toe. She was very slender all over, and her heart was still as flat, but she seemed a little different from before.
What's the difference?
He lingered on her waist and then to her heart.
Zhuo Jian carefully squeezed the toothpaste for him and handed him the toothbrush.
In fact, she always knew that he was looking at her, and she felt a little guilty, but she still tried to be calm and calm in front of him.
Fu Yanye took the toothbrush but didn't rush to brush his teeth. He said in a low voice: "Do you feel any changes in yourself?"
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, her big eyes rolled, and then she stared straight at him again.
Fu Yanye said with a smile in his eyes, "She's even more beautiful!"
"..."
"More feminine!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian was too frightened to speak. She turned around and left with a guilty conscience.
Fu Yanye looked at the pink color behind her ears and went to brush her teeth in a good mood.
He still made breakfast, which was completely vegetarian, but with an extra serving of pickled beans.
Zhuo Jian watched and couldn't help but look up at him.
Last night it was homemade yogurt, and today it’s pickled beans.
He knows?
——
The wedding was approaching, but Zhuo Jian still went to the cemetery alone.
Under a clear sky, she squatted and gently touched the cold tombstone.
I don’t know who she will be buried with in a few years, or whether she will be alone.
She thought, she was past the age of luxury!
Twenty-four years old!
"Mom and Dad, I'm going to have a wedding with Fu Yanye, the person I've loved since I was a child."
She murmured, then sat on one side holding the tombstone, hugging her knees, and looked at each other with her parents.
Time seemed to go back to when she was five or six years old.
He was playing ball and she was shouting.
Why is Brother Yanye screaming so happily? He screams and runs away.
When her parents came back from a business trip that day, they saw her running after Fu Yanye and stopped her, telling her that girls should be more reserved.
But she tried hard, but she couldn't do it.
It wasn't until many years later that she realized how reckless she had been.
But now that she thinks about it, she doesn't regret it.
On the contrary, I am very glad that I was so stupid and impulsive when I was a child.
If life starts with caution, what's the point?
"I think I will eventually have a wedding for myself. Rather than having this wedding with someone else, it is better to have this wedding with him. At least he is the only person I have ever loved, or..."
She lowered her head and couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.