Look at the right eye [Extra chapter]

From the moment he got out of the car, his eyes were covered by Yan Ziyan, and he kept saying childish words like "No peeking".

"Xiao Miao, I count to 123, you can open your eyes."

"What's the matter, so mysterious."

Meng Miao's tone was a little dissatisfied, but also curious and fresh. After being blindfolded, she completely relied on Yan Ziyan to move forward step by step.

Yan Ziyan smiled without saying a word, but carefully led him into a room, a room... a scene that he had carefully planned for a long time.

Every thing and every corner is pointed out by him personally. He is not a careful person, but he can be careful for Meng Miao.

For a year, Meng Miao lay on the hospital bed for a full year, but he was going crazy waiting, talking and chatting with people who could not move but only breathing every day, and helping him wipe his body every day, or else putting himself on the bed every day. Drowning into work day and night.

But luckily Meng Miao didn't make him wait too long.

Yan Ziyan brought Meng Miao into the center of the room, waved his hands to let the others leave, and then slowly let go of the palm covering Meng Miao's eyes, which was so long that there was still residual warmth from him on it.

"I... prepared it for you," Yan Ziyan whispered in his ear, lowering his voice, "Do you like it?"

It was the phrase "Do you like it?" that kept echoing in Meng Miao's ears, lingering around him, and slowly opened his eyes to watch the scenes on the big screen, unable to move his eyes and kept staring.

The red candles are placed one by one to form a love heart. Photos of their acquaintance, acquaintance and love are displayed on the display screen covering the wall. The dim light sets off the atmosphere of the room. In the center is a long dining table with a A bouquet of coquettish flowers and a red candle, beside the translucent floor-to-ceiling windows stood a gentleman playing the violin.

He looked around where the candlelight was flickering, and before his eye sockets could get wet, Yan Ziyan grabbed his hand, and then he took a trot forward with his whole body.

He looked at the back of Yan Ziyan's head, a little fascinated, but still curiously asked softly: "Where are you going?"

"You will know when you go."

Yan Ziyan turned his head and smiled slightly at him, and opened another door after walking a few steps. When he entered, he only knew that it was the kind of black that couldn't see his fingers.

Suddenly, he let go of his hand, and his heart tightened. He stretched his arms and asked, "Ah Yan, where are you?"

There was no response in the darkness, and it was the time when he felt the scariest. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of fluorescent light in the corner of his eyes, and then it flickered.

He stretched out his hand and walked over slowly, searching for the little green dot in the darkness, but as soon as his fingers touched it, the green light shifted its position.

His eyes followed the green light, but what he found was that more and more green light gathered above his head, instantly illuminating the whole house.

"Hello! Primary school brother."

"what?"

Meng Miao recalled the day when he first met, this man suddenly called out to him in the same way.The moment he turned his head, he happened to meet Yan Ziyan, who hadn't responded to him for a long time, and was looking at him with the corner of his mouth bent.

He shyly pointed at the green light emitted by fireflies in the sky, and the mosquito hummed loudly: "When... did you make it?"

"I started making it more than a week ago, and it was finished yesterday. I plan to bring you here in a few days." Yan Ziyan raised his head and sighed softly, trying to pull his cheeks, "But today you suddenly ran out, and I felt Well, why not bring you here today."

"Then... where are these fireflies?" Meng Miao raised her head to look at the bright green light, "It's so beautiful."

"I sent people to catch them in the rural fields," Yan Ziyan said. "You know, there are cars and concrete roads and high-rise buildings everywhere in the city. Not to mention fireflies, even crickets are rare."

"How is it, do you like it?"

"like."

Meng Miao hid the already red corners of her eyes in the shade, and after a while, something like drops of water still flowed from the corners of her eyes to her chin.

What he likes, this person remembers everything, thousands of words are not as good as practical actions.

I don't know if the fireflies in front of him almost filled his heart at this moment, or he was overwhelmed by the romance in the room, but Yan Ziyan's next move really surprised him.

Yan Ziyan knelt in front of him on one knee, took out a small square red box from his pocket, but did not open it, but raised his head and smiled at him.

The corners of the smiling eyes are a little wet, and the heart is also sour. The relationship between them, only after experiencing it, will they know what it means to be inseparable.

Yan Ziyan slowly opened the small square box until the unsatisfactory teardrops flowed from the corner of his eyes.

At the same time, countless little fireflies flew out of the box in a hurry, and flew to Meng Miao's side, looking carefully, but only one stood on the ring in the center of the box, and the ring seemed to be shining. generally.

Yan Ziyan just knelt on one knee and raised his arms high. No one dared to startle the firefly, which was as big as a grain of rice. It didn't move until it consciously flew away.

"Xiao Miao, in the past, I didn't know how to treat someone well, it was all my fault, but now, I just want to treat you well, for the rest of my life," Yan Ziyan said nervously in his invisible Fang clenched his fists, "I'm a person who doesn't talk much about love. I used to think that if I like someone, I should get everything from him. But now, I only hope that if you are fine, I will feel at ease."

Meng Miao rolled his eyes at him and turned away, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and murmured: "Idiot."

Yan Ziyan seemed to have not heard, and continued: "You also know that when I confessed to you, I was at this level, and now I...I..."

Yan Ziyan fumbled in his head for a long time, but couldn't think of any love words, so he sweated in his heart and raised his head to stare at Meng Miao.

"Okay, okay," Meng Miao watched him for a long time without holding back words, and consciously stretched out her left hand and raised her ring finger, "Put it on, I'm going to say it for the third time that I'm hungry."

Seeing this, Yan Ziyan happily said "yes" three times, pulled out the ring from the box and quickly put it on for him, stood up and ignored her sore knee, and grabbed Meng Miao and hugged her tightly.

He turned Meng Miao down on the wall, Yan Ziyan supported the wall with one hand, pinched his chin with the other hand, looked at each other affectionately for a while before he stabilized the other party lip.

Even with the lighting of fireflies, the room was a little dark.

The two of them began to tear apart each other's clothes recklessly, and the button being torn to the ground became the only sound in the room, followed by the sound of panting for a long time.

Meng Miao inadvertently let out a muffled grunt. Although it wasn't the first time they did it, it was also the first time for him to recover from a serious illness.

It hurts.

The suit jacket has long been thrown aside, but the white shirt on his body has also been pulled under the fragrant shoulders. He raised his head and blushed shyly, unwilling to see himself like this.

The body temperature Yan Ziyan brought to him was several times higher than the temperature in the room, and beads of sweat were dripping down from his forehead.

His whole body was easily carried by Yan Ziyan and lay in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, exposed to the moonlight.

His face was as red as a fire, but he still tilted his head and boldly wanted to look outside. Only then did he realize that the place where they were originally was so high, at least a little higher than the 20th floor .

The scenery set off by the moonlight outside the window is really beautiful, and there are small white flowers floating leisurely under the street lamps.

Only then did I know that it was snowing.

Snow as big as Christmas Eve that year.

Yan Ziyan said that in the past few years when he was separated from him, people lived differently every day, and the person he liked was close at hand, but there was a mountain in the middle like Mount Everest. He never wanted that feeling in his life. Feel it again.

When he said it at the time, he just smiled silently and didn't think much about it. Now that he thinks about it, he is not the same.

I don't know when Yan Ziyan will end, but I feel very sleepy without feeling hungry, and my eyelids can't wait for a moment to pull down.

When she closed her eyes slightly, she could still feel Yan Ziyan gently kissing his tears for him, and then carefully picked him up and walked into the bathroom to clean his body.

Before he had time to think about why the place he was in was so complete, his consciousness was tightly closed.

When Meng Miao woke up again, she was woken up from hunger, feeling her stomach pouted from not having eaten all afternoon.Picking up the mobile phone on the bedside, he realized that it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and he had only slept for two hours.

Carefully got out of bed and didn't dare to disturb the people next to him, but the moment he sat up, he felt like a ghost that had shed its shell and died.

I feel weak all over, and the chrysanthemum still hurts, what a crime! ! !

"Hello!" Meng Miao called out to the person lying next to her in a very low voice, and then poked his arm with her finger.

Just thinking about whether he really fell asleep, Yan Ziyan turned around, opened his eyes and smiled at him, saying, "Why don't you sleep more."

Meng Miao rolled his eyes at him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sleep, I'm hungry, get me something to eat."

Incidentally, he lightly kicked Yan Ziyan.

"As ordered!"

Yan Ziyan quickly got up like a father-in-law to receive an imperial order, and went straight into the kitchen to start working without putting on a pair of trousers.

The thumping sound reached Meng Miao's eardrums, causing him to tremble a little. He pulled the quilt to cover his body, stretched his neck and leaned towards the kitchen, and asked, "Are you planning to redecorate the kitchen? Or are you Going to build a band out of pots and pans?"

"I'll make porridge for you, if you have nothing to do, go to sleep first," Yan Ziyan said from the kitchen.

"I'm just a little worried... about your skills," Meng Miao swallowed, and said to him in a moderate voice.

But there was a sound from something in the kitchen, Yan Ziyan only heard the last four words, retracted his head and turned off the gas, but the sound disappeared miraculously.

The moment Yan Ziyan stepped out of the kitchen threshold, Meng Miao, who had been staring at him, couldn't help swallowing again, looking at her abs that were blinding her eyes, then looked down at her rib cage, and pulled the quilt to cover it up in shame. stand up.

Yan Ziyan walked up to him, put his hands on both sides of his waist, and said with a thick and magnetic voice, "My skills? Huh?"

"What?" Meng Miao was dizzy from being shaken, blinking her eyes and stammering, "I...I just said, you...you...your cooking skills."

"Oh? Is that so?" Yan Ziyan raised one corner of his mouth, and squeezed his buttocks with one hand naturally, "What about this technique? You just...you screamed very hard."

Meng Miao blushed immediately, and continued to stammer: "Very...very good."

Then he quickly pulled the quilt over his head, completely covering himself.

"I'm not teasing you, you go and make porridge for you," Yan Ziyan was in a good mood, seeing the bulging quilt still couldn't help laughing, picked up the bathrobe on the chair, put it on, and walked towards the kitchen.

Meng Miao slowly stretched out her head when she felt that there was no one beside the bed, her eyes were bent to the crescent moon, and the corners of her mouth were raised accordingly. Looking at the snow scene outside the window, her thoughts followed the snowflakes to the scene of the day when she met Yan Ziyan.

Yan Ziyan originally had a different personality, and so did he himself.

If there is such a person, there is just one you missing in a perfect life.

Change for you and cry for you, go crazy for you and live for you.

If one day, this person spends a day secretly dressing you up, but spends a week dressing up the proposal scene.

I think, no one will not be moved by this, unless you don't love that person.