january love

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different

Duanmulian listened intently to the two people's words, but he still had to cheer up and pretend to look forward to it. Before he got off work, Duanmuyuan gave his order to allow his son to leave early, so Lin Mio excitedly dragged him away. Cafe.

It happened to be afternoon tea time at this time, and Lin Mio chose a corner by the window to greet the clerk to order. The bar-style table was facing the huge French window, so Duan Mulian had to sit next to Lin Mio, and the two ordered dessert and dessert respectively. drinks.

Lin Mio seemed to see that Duanmulian was absent-minded, she stretched out five fingers and waved in front of Duanmulian's eyes, and asked, "Why? Are you unhappy with me?"

Duan Mulian came back to his senses but didn't dare to look at Lin Mio, he was not talkative and didn't know how to respond, he stammered and said: "No, I'm sorry, I rarely come to such occasions with girls, I'm not used to it... ...If there is any offense, Ms. Lin, please point it out."

Lin Mio covered her mouth and let out a chuckle, without the restraint of a young lady at all, she patted Duanmulian's shoulder to signal him to relax, "What age is this and there are still such innocent people like you, Xiaolian is really too cute."

"Miss Lin is laughing." Duanmulian said perfunctorily, he had no experience of being alone with a girl, and his ears turned red when he was just touched by the other party.

Seeing that he was shy like a child, Lin Mio couldn't help teasing, "Don't be so ostentatious, Xiao Lian, you can just call me Lin Mio. I remember being so polite the first time I saw you, afraid that I would bully you you?"

"It was really difficult at that time... I really appreciate your help."

"Look at you, how long has it been since you said thank you? At that time, I saw that you were soaked and looked aggrieved and pitiful. I couldn't be cruel and ignore it."

Duanmulian was holding a hot coffee cup and looking at the busy traffic outside the window, he didn't know how to start a conversation, Lin Mio just thought he was shy, and asked if he needed to add sugar, Duanmulian shook his head and said thank you, he suddenly remembered the "date" with Ye Qing not long ago , obviously the two of them were wasting time aimlessly, but they get along very comfortably, and they have no resistance to Ye Qing's touch, and they can even make fun of each other.

But now that there is another person by his side, he just feels monotonous and wants to end it sooner, he becomes confused and can't find a topic to talk to him anyway, remembering that Ye Qing seemed to be a little resistant to Lin Mio at that time, but now he hasn't been away for long I went to this girl's appointment, and for some reason I suddenly felt guilty about stealing food outside.

Thinking of this, Duanmulian took a sip of coffee guiltily, and then a piece of cake was lifted to his mouth, which startled him. Duanmulian straightened up stiffly, at a loss, Lin Mio shook the fork in his hand viciously, which was obvious. Watching Duanmulian panic like a mouse that dare not move.

"It's delicious, do you want to have a bite?" Lin Mio propped her chin with one hand and rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Thank you...thank you, but I can't..." Duan Mulian backed away in embarrassment, even though he knew that doing so might make Lin Mio feel unhappy, he still couldn't accept a joke of this level, it was too ambiguous like He is like a lover, but he has just "broken love" and has not yet come out of the shadows. Both mentally and physically, he is very resistant to being too intimate with others.

Lin Mio noticed Duanmulian's face, so she stuck out her tongue and put down the fork, and said, "Xiaolian is really shyer than I imagined, bullying too much."

"Sorry, I'm not used to it yet..."

Duan Mulian knew that his blunt refusal almost made the atmosphere stiff, but Lin Mio laughed it off casually. He also blamed himself for being too neurotic. He still couldn't forget it even though it was good to get together. He couldn't let it go, like a coward who fled .

He tried his best to divert his attention so that he would not think of that man when communicating with others. This demon brought him too much pain, and now he had to try his best to forget it.

Afterwards, the two had dinner together, and Lin Mio proposed to go to the movies. Due to her stubbornness, Duanmulian had no choice but to agree. Just kidding, I found that this fun-loving girl is more cheerful than I imagined, and she is very sensible. After knowing his bottom line, she knows how to abide by it. After coming down to Duanmulian for a night, she no longer regards being with her as a burden.

Of course, his feelings for this girl don't stop there. No matter how good or dazzling she is, she is just a friend with no room for improvement.

After the movie ended, Lin Mio dragged Duanmulian to walk around and played the whole street. It was late at night when this obsessive young lady had a good time, and Duanmulian was already exhausted. Realized that shopping with girls is really a test of leg strength.

Duanmulian rubbed his sore waist and waited for Lin Mio to try on the last piece of clothing, trying to persuade people to get into the car. Duanmulian looked at the energetic Lin Mio and felt that his legs were floating when he stepped on the accelerator.

"Thank you Xiaolian for taking the time to accompany me today, thanks for your hard work." Lin Mi put on her seat belt and smiled at Duanmulian.

"It's nothing, it should be, as long as Ms. Lin has fun." Duan Mulian swallowed the bitterness back to his stomach and said something against his will, God knows how much he wanted to go home.

"Xiao Lian can really talk, are you tired today?"

"It's an honor to accompany me, but I don't hesitate."

Lin Mio knew that this was a polite remark, but he couldn't hide the joy in his heart. When Duan Mulian sent him back to his residence, he was detained in every possible way. Ken reluctantly let him go.

When Duanmu Lian returned home exhausted, the door of his father's room was already closed. He dragged his aching body, took a hasty shower, and then fell asleep.

He was exhausted, so he fell into a deep sleep. In his nightmare, the pictures in his memory overlapped between light and shadow. In a trance, he seemed to see Ye Qing, and the familiar scenes were revolving around his eyes frame by frame. This seemingly lonely and arrogant man pampered him and spoiled him without any rules. He obviously knew nothing about cooking, yet he wanted to squeeze into the kitchen with him, choosing dishes and cooking among pots and pans.

Thinking of men like to give a huge hug from behind inadvertently, it often scared Duan Mulian into a shudder. When he deliberately changed into an angry expression and turned around, he saw that handsome and gentle face, and blurted out reproaches from his mouth. But it disappeared in an instant.

He always has nothing to do with this boss who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he can't control himself and wants to get closer. Even if he just stays by that person's side and does nothing, it makes him feel very at ease. The domineering tenderness, the greedy and strong touch, when he was enjoying himself, until one day all these were cleared and taken away like a computer program that had been programmed, suddenly and unexpectedly.

Even though he knew better than anyone else that Ye Qing was not his own personal gain, he never thought that when he really lost, he would be so panicked and helpless, heartbroken but still forced to smile, he never wanted to experience this feeling a second time in his life.

He didn't vent or complain, and just endured the tide of grief silently. He didn't want to pay attention to the surging emotions in his heart, but he couldn't control the inadvertent thoughts. When did the indescribable feelings grow and take root in his fragile nerves, forming a reflex arc called habit, which made him miss him into a sickness and pain.

When I feel like I am ups and downs in the turbulent emotional tide, about to be swallowed up by great grief, and I close my eyes and want to accept my fate, it seems that someone picked him up from the sea of ​​suffering and fell into a long-lost embrace. What came from Gaidi was a familiar warm breath, like a person who was rescued from death, he grabbed the driftwood with all his strength and thanked God for his redemption.

He approached this comfortable embrace full of joy, and the other party seemed to be encouraged to hug him even tighter. If he could, he really wanted to drown in this warm swamp. If it was Ye Qing, he was willing to enjoy suffocation and suffer It doesn't matter if someone spurns you or doesn't see the sun, as long as it's that person, that's enough.

He put aside distracting thoughts and immersed himself in this, and tried his best to hug the person who gave him warmth, and the other person returned the hug with the same strength. When he thought he would be crushed and rubbed into that person's body, the dream came to an abrupt end. end.

Duanmulian opened his eyes but it was pitch black. He was stunned for a few seconds and found that he was curling up and hugging himself tightly, and he was still exerting his strength.

He stretched out his body and stared blankly for a long time, realizing that those dreamlike beautiful scenes were really dreams, rubbed his eyes but found tears hanging down, he clearly decided to grit his teeth and be a strong person who would not shed tears easily in the end, But I didn't expect to lose in a dream.

Duanmulian gradually adapted to the darkness, and the familiar outlines around him became clearer, confirming that the days of sharing the same bed with Ye Qing were long gone, and the only sound in the empty room was his lonely breathing.

The temperature dropped sharply in the autumn night, and the cold air seeped into the room. Duanmulian, who had just woken up, was shivering from the cold. Without a solid arm by his side, he had to wrap up the quilt silently. Not safe.