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"Did you work hard today?" Ning Xi asked her.

"It's okay." Liang Xinhe smiled and rubbed the space between his brows, "Going out this afternoon."

"Well, you told me then..." Ning Xi's eyes flashed, and she decided to ask politely, "Where did you go?"

"...He went outside the city." Liang Xinhe put his hands on his forehead, and didn't want to talk about the anniversary of his mother's death, and the Zhou banquet.

Ning Xi sighed in her heart, looked at her, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"Hmm..." Liang Xinhe rubbed his temples, "When I came back, it might have been windy and freezing, and I had a headache, but it just got better, and now it seems to be hurting again."

Ning Xi stroked her hair, "It's not dry yet, you need to blow it dry quickly." She looked annoyed, "...I actually forgot..."

Liang Xinhe looked at her figure who was going to get the hair dryer, and his cheeks suddenly became hot, because they were so selfless in making out just now, they all forgot about it.

Ning Xi turned on the hair dryer, continued to help her dry her hair, and asked, "Does it hurt a lot?"

The warm wind accompanied her soft words, Liang Xinhe was a little dizzy, "It's okay."

Her mind was exhausted, and she let out a short yawn: "I have to go back to sleep..."

"Hmm..." Ning Xi responded, running her fingers through her girlfriend's black and soft hair, flowing down from her slender and thin shoulder blades, and the faint fragrance of her body filled the nostrils.

They are all familiar smells, the scent of shampoo, the scent of shower gel, but it smells good on her body.

The blower stopped, Ning Xi lowered her head and kissed the top of her head.

Just go back?This sentence circled in her stomach, but she couldn't say it.

At this time, Liang Xinhe looked up at her and smiled.

Ning Xi paused for a moment, and then said: "...will you sleep with me tonight?"

Liang Xinhe's head was already throbbing with dull aches, but now it was buzzing like a struck bell.

"...I, I want you to stay longer, there is no other meaning." Ning Xi seemed a little embarrassed, and touched the tip of her nose with her finger.

Liang Xinhe's face also turned red suspiciously: "...I have no other intentions."

There was an eerie, ambiguous silence in the air for a second or two.

Ning Xi brushed her hair, lowered her face and kissed her lips, Liang Xinhe raised her face to welcome her kiss, and at the same time put her arms around her neck to pull her down a little,

Ning Xi's palm was lightly pressed on the back of her neck, and the two gradually kissed deeply. Uncontrollably, Liang Xinhe felt dizzy more and more, and his body became limp.

Only then did Ning Xi let go of her, and leaned over to hug her.

"Well...I'm not feeling well, I want to sleep..." Liang Xinhe's voice was soft, and he leaned on her shoulder.

"Okay." Ning Xi's mind also softened. He took her hand and stood up, letting her lean more than half of her body weight on him, and walked to the bedroom like that.

Lifting the quilt and letting Liang Xinhe lie down, she quickly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ning Xi did not leave immediately, but sat by the bed and looked at her.

The way she leaned on her own pillow and slept on her own bed gave me a lot of realism.

Ning Xi found that she had no defense against Liang Xinhe, and could easily accept all her behaviors into her own space.

But I still did a poor job, and I couldn't let her rely on her completely, nor could I share the burden for her, and let her take care of her emotions and tolerate herself distractedly.

Ning Xi felt that she was stupid. She obviously wanted to cherish her relationship with Liang Xinhe, love her, and express her love for her, but she often played tricks on herself.

She wasn't ready yet, but she couldn't bear Xinhe to move away, so she anxiously forced herself into a state of love and hurt Xinhe.

This relationship has only just begun, and she has already disappointed Xinhe several times.

Especially, when she was making out before, she subconsciously played out the memories of the past, she was really sorry for Xin He.

But she couldn't deny the past, and she couldn't promise against her will that the previous relationship was meaningless to her. It was still an indispensable memory in her life and the cornerstone of her growth.

To deny past relationships is to deny oneself.

She couldn't do it, she was worried that Xinhe wanted her to make such a guarantee, if it was a white lie, she was willing to say it.But she didn't want to lay mines in their new relationship.

But Xinhe didn't, she was so kind, she was willing to be wronged.

Ning Xi felt that guilt and distress were about to swallow her alive.

She is so good, even if she doesn't do enough and neglects her, she still loves herself so considerately and tenderly, without mentioning her grievances at all.

There is such a person who loves her, what can she do.

Ning Xi sat by the bed, staring at Xin He's sleeping face, unable to look away at all.

Mood ups and downs, suddenly the joy of being light and floating in the clouds, and suddenly the anxiety of being roasted by the fire.

I really want Xinhe to understand that the past is just her past, the preface of the book, their book is still being written, there will be a climax of their plot, and there will definitely be a perfect ending.

Ning Xi moved closer, kissed her forehead, and whispered.

She first went to the living room to charge Liang Xinhe's mobile phone, then took out her clothes, took a shower and skin care, and then returned to the bedroom. Liang Xinhe was still sleeping soundly,

Ning Xi stepped forward and touched her forehead, relieved, but luckily there was no sign of fever.

She went to the cloakroom, stepped on the folding ladder to the top cabinet, and took out another pillow and pillowcase.

She dimmed the light, lay down on the bed, and also lay down next to Liang Xinhe.

Perhaps Liang Xinhe was used to sleeping alone, so the more he slept, the more he squeezed into the middle, so that they almost fell asleep next to each other's shoulders.

In fact, she is the same, she hasn't shared the same bed with anyone for many years.

Ning Xi turned over gently, half stood up, raised her hand and gently brushed the strands of hair that fell on her cheeks, and the temperature touched by her fingertips made her dazed.

She didn't want to disturb her rest, so she only used her eyes to caress her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and lips one by one.

Especially her lips, her neck... and then her own quilt...

She let out a little breath, turned over and lay flat.

The bedroom was quiet and quiet, and her girlfriend was sleeping next to her. She could hear her shallow breathing, smell her faint body fragrance, and she was no longer alone in the whole space.

Ning Xi closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep, but it took her longer than usual to really fall asleep.

It's a good night's sleep in winter. I don't know how long it has passed. Ning Xi noticed that the people around her moved, and then the bed bounced violently.

She was dazed for a second or two, and then she realized that she got up and turned on the bedside lamp: "Xinhe..."

Liang Xinhe sat in a daze, looked at himself in a daze, blushing: "Why did I sleep with you?"

She seemed to remember what happened a few hours ago when she just said this sentence, her face turned even redder, and she was in an embarrassment of "how did you say that".

The corners of Ning Xi's lips curved slightly: "Does your head still hurt?"

"Okay, it's better." Liang Xinhe lowered his eyes and closed the quilt.

Looking at her flushed cheeks, Ning Xi felt a little unnatural for a moment.

The shoulders of the two are very close, covered with the same quilt, so quiet that they seem to be able to hear each other's heartbeat.

"I……"

"I……"

The two looked at each other, and both smiled. The atmosphere became a little more relaxed when they laughed, and the ambiguous atmosphere was also relieved.

"I didn't snore, did I?"

"No, I slept soundly."

The two of them leaned on the pillow, naturally separated a little distance.

"Well, I'm a little tired..." Liang Xinhe looked at his hands, "What time is it?"

"Oh," Ning Xi turned to look at her mobile phone, "It's past three o'clock." She remembered something, and got out of bed, "Your mobile phone should be fully charged, I'll bring it here for you."

Liang Xinhe let out a soft "Hey", thinking that he didn't need to go get it right away, but looked at Ning Xi's back, and smiled with his lips pursed.

Why do you feel like you have lived together for a long time?

She exhaled and looked at Ning Xi's bedroom.

The bedroom is quite big, and there is a small cloakroom. There is no bay window, and the curtains of milk tea yellow look very warm.

"Here." Ning Xi came in and handed her the phone.

Liang Xinhe took it, but didn't slide it away to look at it, but put it on her bedside table.

Ning Xi paid attention to her movements and didn't say anything. When she lifted the quilt, Liang Xinhe's body moved without moving her position.

Ning Xi's eyes flickered, and her voice became softer: "Do you still have to go to the company tomorrow?"

"...you can work at home." Liang Xinhe's voice was softer than hers.

"Then...it's not too early, go to sleep." Ning Xi dimmed the bedside lamp again.

"Hmm..." The two of them lay back into the bed again.

The light is a warm dim yellow, silently covering half of the bedroom.

After a while, Ning Xi's voice sounded: "Can I fall asleep like this?"

"Ah."

After a while, Liang Xinhe stretched his numb legs secretly: "Is it snowing outside?"

"Ah."

……

When his eyelids became sleepy, Liang Xinhe turned over lightly, and sighed softly in his heart.

This is more than the feeling of living together for a long time, which directly enters the stage of elderly couples.

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