moon like rain

"You..." Cheng Yinuo paused, she felt that Xiao Mengqian was very abnormal today, very abnormal, but she swallowed the words again, because Mengqian now had white hair on her eyebrows. It was full of joy.

In the small room, the fire quickly warmed up, and the red fire light shone on the faces of the two people sitting on the bed.

Xiao Mengqian was already lying down at this time, holding a ball of quilt, her tightly wrapped legs were dangling beside the bed.

"Why are you so happy today?" Cheng Yinuo couldn't help but asked.

"Because I figured out something." Xiao Mengqian said and sat up. On the small shelf next to the bed, yesterday's unfinished paintings were still quietly placed, and there was a stack of drawing paper in the grid on the other side. Sketch, oil painting, ink painting, there are many...

Xiao Mengqian got up and handed the stack of drawing papers to Cheng Yinuo. Cheng Yinuo looked at each of them carefully. These paintings could not be described as exquisite, but he could see the random lines drawn between the lines. sex and...

Along the way, the knot in my heart slowly unraveled is the pain in Xiao Mengqian's heart that cannot be erased by time. In one painting after another, from the vastness of the distant mountains to the endlessness of the sea, Or the happy smiles on the faces of children after flying the ball on the beach.

Or... he was in the attic of the small town, staring downstairs with his chin resting on his shoulders.

"What do you want to eat?" Xiao Mengqian asked by the fire, "If you want to make soup, do you want to drink it?"

"Yes..." Cheng Yinuo, who was looking at the paintings, paused and replied, then his thoughts quickly returned to those paintings.

After that painting, every three or five paintings have one of their own.

It turns out that she already knew about it a long time ago, then she figured out what she said, didn't she...

Turning back again, I don’t know when I was standing at the school gate and playing with a group of children. The thick stack of drawing paper is like a diary of two people traveling all the way, and it’s also like a closed door. After the door of my heart opened, there was a soft squeak, accompanied by the light footsteps of the people behind the door, it was the dust-laden thoughts and the hidden feelings in it.

"Meng Qian." Cheng Yinuo raised his head and called softly.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Mengqian turned her head while holding the spoon.

"Oh!" Suddenly there was another person in Xiao Mengqian's arms, "I was scared to death, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm... very happy..."

"Hush..." Xiao Mengqian put her index finger on her lips this time, and said softly, "There are some things that are said in the room, and the heavens cannot hear them."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Mengqian twisted her body and stirred slowly in the pot with a spoon, but Cheng Yinuo didn't let go, hugged her from behind, and put her chin on her shoulder.

"We'll come out tonight and talk."

"it is good."

Xiao Mengqian could feel that the person lying on her shoulder rubbed her excitedly.

The room became quiet, one was cooking quietly, and the other was watching her cook quietly.

When the spoon in the pot turned to the seventh circle, Xiao Mengqian nodded secretly, made up her mind, lifted her skirt, and slowly walked out of the final door.

"Have you figured it out?" Xiao Mengqian was suddenly startled by the voice behind her.

"How are you?"

"How do I know?" Cheng Yinuo hugged Xiao Mengqian's waist, leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "I can feel it, silly girl."

"Well, go to the lake at night." Xiao Mengqian said seriously, then took a spoon to taste the fish soup in the pot.

"Well, it's ready, come and drink." Xiao Mengqian scooped up the fish soup and gave it to Cheng Yinuo.

Then, Xiao Mengqian saw the great cleverness Cheng Yinuo raised his eyebrows looking at the steaming fish soup, then pushed open the door and put the fish soup outside, just as Xiao Mengqian praised helplessly After saying a few words to Cheng Yinuo, Cheng Yinuo harvested a bowl of frozen fish soup, hard...

After drinking the fish soup, Cheng Yinuo lay on the bed and watched Xiao Mengqian draw, but Cheng Yinuo was dishonest, and came over to post stickers wrapped in a quilt from time to time.

And ever since he accidentally bumped into Xiao Mengqian and found that her hand was steady and didn't even bend the line, Cheng Yinuo has become even more serious.

"Nono?"

"Ok?"

Before Cheng Yinuo realized it, Xiao Mengqian had already put down the brush and pasted it again.

"what!"

"If you want to die, just say..."

Cheng Yinuo saw the killing intent in Xiao Mengqian's eyes.

"Help, help! Uh..."

Cheng Yinuo couldn't remember what happened after that, but she only remembered that Xiao Mengqian said that she was dead... Then her cheeks became hot, and her brain was a mess.

It took a long time for the red-faced Cheng Yinuo to stick his head out from under the quilt, looking at Xiao Meng's white and slender hand holding the paintbrush rustling softly under the dim light...

"Ah... Hands and hands..." Cheng Yinuo, whose mind was muddled, didn't realize that his murmur was not only in his mind.

Xiao Mengqian, who was already blushing and pretending to be calm, lowered her head, paused the paintbrush in her hand, and tilted it downwards. The flushed Xiao Mengqian hurriedly raised her head, but Cheng Yinuo who was behind her took a closer look...

After this series of events happened, the two of them slept more calmly than the other at night, but one was full of worries, while the other was full of excitement. They woke up before the alarm clock before four o'clock.

The rustling voice from Xiao Mengqian made Cheng Yinuo carefully look up at her, and when she felt that the people around her woke up, Xiao Mengqian also turned to look at Cheng Yinuo.

"woke up?"

"Hmm." There was still a long tail.

"Sleepy."

"Then sleep a little longer."

"I can't sleep, I want to hear you talk."

"what did I say?"

"It's all right...well" Xiao Mengqian saw Cheng Yinuo rubbing his eyes and leaning over.

"Once upon a time, there was a little bird that lived in the forest and flew in the sky, but one time it was seriously injured. After being rescued by kind people, it took a long time to heal before it regained its original brilliance. Bright feathers.

But the little bird raised its head many times and flapped its wings many times, but failed to fly again. After that, she flapped her wings quietly in a place where no one was around, and she clearly flew towards the sky, but suddenly felt that the sky was so strange and so far away. Then, she hadn't flown for a long time. "

"What happened later?" Cheng Yinuo's voice darkened, and the hand under the quilt found her hand little by little, and gently hooked it.

"Later, with the help of passing birds and well-meaning people, the bird finally stood in the palm of a person. As she tried to throw it away, the bird flapped its wings hesitantly, turned its head several times, and saw the crowd underground When I waved to her and looked at the sky, the wind in my ears and the clouds in front of my eyes were so familiar and clear, accompanying her on a long journey."

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I want to cry."

"Stop crying, baby, it's time for us to get up...hey, your clothes..."

"It's so cold..."

"I'll go to the fire to help you warm up your clothes."

"are not you cold?"

"It's not cold, you lie down for a while."

Outside the window was white snow all over the sky, Xiao Mengqian took Cheng Yinuo and walked towards the lake, then, Xiao Mengqian saw the smart Cheng Yinuo lying on the slope and preparing to roll down... …

"No!" After Xiao Mengqian was pulled into Cheng Yinuo's arms, the two rolled towards the hillside together.

"Are you okay?"

"Fun! Well, it's okay!"

"It's dangerous."

"OK then."

"the last time!"

"Great!"

The two great cleverness then rolled towards the bottom, and the originally thick and flat snow was rolled out of long traces leading down the mountain.

Cheng Yinuo didn't feel the cold anymore, so he dragged Xiao Mengqian to the lake while playing.

"Return your snowball!" Xiao Mengqian picked up the snowball and threw it at her, but found that Cheng Yinuo was looking into the distance without moving.

"It's so beautiful!" Cheng Yinuo stared at the distance intently, but stretched out his hand to bring himself into Xiao Mengqian's arms.

The purple aurora in the distance is like a ribbon, stretching across the snow-capped mountains, dotted with stars, and the boundless galaxy pours out a blue shimmer. In the light dance of snowflakes all over the sky, Xiao Mengqian pulls Cheng Yinuo away to the lake.

The author says:

I wish you all good dreams, go to bed early and wake up early to be healthy, hey! . !