you and love

It is the rainy season, and the rain comes fast and urgent.

The motorcycle just entered the alley, and drove into the open yard with a thunderous sound.

There was a delicate and bitter herbal smell in the air, before Xiao Yige had time to smell it, he was quickly dragged by Suhang to the eaves of a small building.

"Aren't you wet?" Su Hang hugged Xiao Yige and stepped back, looking at her with concern, "It's still late, the skirt is a little wet."

"Your hair is wet..." Xiao Yige looked at her wet hair, smiled and touched it with his fingertips.

"It's okay." Suhang looked around, his brows tightened, "You go upstairs first, I'll clean up the things, these herbs will go bad if they are soaked in water."

After speaking, he stuffed the key into Xiao Yisinger, turned around and rushed into the rain.

"...Suhang!" Xiao Yige was taken aback, stretched out his hand to grab an empty space, and then looked up to see her moving all the herbs in the plastic shed to the next room.

"Xiao Hang, why are you here today!"

The friendly and pleasant voice of the old man floated faintly from the room, and with Suhang neatly tidying up the bamboo sieve for drying herbs, the fireworks in this picture minimized the usual sense of distance between Suhang and Suhang.

Suhang picked up a few bamboo sieves and walked over quickly, his steady tone always had the power to make people feel at ease: "Grandma, you go in quickly, I will clean up."

Xiao Yige smiled and held the key in his palm.

The small building in Suhang has two floors. The first floor is a simple living room, kitchen and bathroom, and the attic on the second floor is Suhang’s room.

The suspended ceiling of the attic is high in the middle and low on both sides. The closed skylight on the top is pounded by the rain, while the room under the skylight is decorated in a simple and elegant way. The design draft is slightly messy and thrown on the bedside table. in the same direction.

Xiao Yige turned on the light, looked at the warm room in this rainy day, and couldn't help wondering what Suhang would be doing here.

Probably before going out, I would hastily sort out the manuscripts and throw them on the bedside, and bring back my favorite books one by one, but the bookshelves have not been filled, and then go downstairs to help dry herbs and talk to the elderly in my free time.

For so many years, she was the only one.

Xiao Yige sighed and thought with a smile, she found that the feelings in her heart were a little unclear.

She was glad that Suhang had never had a lover, but when she came to a place with the atmosphere of Suhang's life and truly felt that Suhang was always single, she felt sad that no one was by Suhang's side.

"Why don't you go in?"

Xiao Yige looked back, the man was soaking wet and stepped up the stairs, and the damp cedar fragrance slowly came from behind him.

"Why are you so wet, go in and change quickly." Xiao Yige frowned, and hurriedly dragged her into the room.

Suhang seemed to have just been fished out of the water. He sneezed twice in a row when he entered the room, and he couldn't even speak: "Help me...clothes..."

Xiao Yige felt distressed and funny, opened the closet and randomly picked out a set of home clothes for her, "Go take a hot bath, you will catch a cold if you only change clothes."

Under the light, Suhang's face was pale and cold, but her nose was red, strands of wet hair were sticking to her cheeks, the rain dripped down her wet hair to her lips, and along the lip line to her chin, there was a kind of An indescribable sense of abstinence.

She is wearing a white shirt today, and at this moment, her thin upper body is only stuck by the thin shirt that is almost see-through, and there is a bit of fatalness in her embarrassment...

sexy.

Xiao Yige's cheeks became hot because of the word he subconsciously thought of, and he didn't dare to look any more, so he could only turn his face away and urged: "Go quickly."

She took the home clothes and sniffed, "You can rest first, you can read my book, you can also turn on the computer, or you want to..."

"Okay," Xiao Yige laughed angrily, stepped forward to turn her around and pushed her out, "I know what you mean, go quickly."

Su Hang's body was all wet, he could only carry his home clothes, and looked back at Xiao Yige to feel relieved, looking pitiful and cute.

After watching her go downstairs, Xiao Yige bit his lip and touched his face, the heat quickly spread to his fingertips.

Was Suhang also shy when his ears warmed up?

She didn't know how long it would take for Suhang to take a bath, and when she came back, the wet corner of her skirt was also blown dry while walking.

She took down the outermost book on the bookshelf, which was a hardcover translation of "The Little Prince".

The pages of the book are brand new as if they have not been opened, but the bookmark on the last page shows that the book has been read to the end by the owner.

And the pen writing on the last page is exactly the handwriting that Xiao Yige is familiar with.

[It is the time you spend on Rose that makes her so important. 】

The warm tide in her heart continued to float, and her fingertips rubbed the words on this line that felt as cold as that person.

She also has this book and read it thoroughly by accident when she was studying and working abroad.

At that time, she had just woken up to the fact that the root of love was planted early, and this sentence in the book was like opening the window in an empty room that had been dull for a long time, and the fresh and cool air filled the whole heart.

It was she who watched Suhang day after day, engraved this name silently into her heart, and made that person an incomparable existence.

She held the book and sat down on the small sofa by the window, and slowly turned back the pages, but she couldn't read them anyway.

What was Su Hang thinking in his mind when he copied this sentence, whether he was touched by this sentence or something else.

Xiao Yige stopped on a page casually, feeling warm and confused in his heart.

When the pleasant smell of cedarwood approached from far away, she just raised her head, the frost on the eyebrows of the woman in white home clothes was warmed by the temperature in the bathroom, and she put the diffuser wood dripped with cedar essential oil on the table next to her, halfway Long, dry, straight black hair flowed down her body softly.

"The same cedar scent as yours." Xiao Yige's eyes were watery, and any words he wanted to ask were blocked behind his lips and teeth.

Now is not the time to reveal your heart.

She still remembered that when she was in Linzhou, she asked Suhang if she wanted to have a lover, and the confusion that Suhang showed at that time was not fake.

Even if she is special in Suhang's heart, it is hard to predict how Suhang will react after the window paper is pierced.

Their current emotional foreshadowing is far from enough to support her to make her heart clear.

What she wants is possession, not just confession.

As her thoughts flowed, the surging tide in her heart calmed down, and the emotion in her eyes sank.

"Well, it was made by Grandma Chang." Su Hang sat down beside her, wondering if he had caught a cold, and spoke with a slight nasal voice, "Her family members passed away many years ago, and she has lived alone until now, retired Later, I picked up the craft of making essential oils. There are several old customers who send materials every year, and grandma asked them to bring some cedar wood, saying that the taste is suitable for me.”

The fresh and cold taste is indeed suitable for Suzhou and Hangzhou, but it is not suitable for Suzhou and Hangzhou where the more nasal the words are, the more they speak.

Xiao Yige put down the book with a sigh, and reached out to touch her forehead, "It is suitable for you who are not sick."

Suhang quietly felt the coldness of the palm, and then he noticed that the feeling of powerlessness had spread in his body, and he even spoke lightly: "Do you have a fever?"

"It's not very hot." Xiao Yige repeatedly touched her forehead worriedly, "It can be controlled as soon as possible. Is there any medicine here?"

"Yes, there is a medicine box under the table." Suhang nodded, the heavy eyelids suddenly struck, and the usual crispness was so slow that he even reached out his hand at this time.

Xiao Yige's movements were faster than hers. He bent over to lift up the medicine box, found antipyretics and cold medicines in the daily spare medicines, and poured her a glass of water. The whole process took only a few tens of seconds.

Staring at Suhang after taking the medicine, Xiao Yige pulled her to the bedside.

The gradually drowsy person sat down and held her back, his indifferent eyes were covered with a layer of mist, although his strength was insufficient, his articulate words were still clear: "I don't worry about you going home alone, I want to go home first." send you home."

Xiao Yige, who had been busy for a long time, suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, bent down to look at Su Hang, and touched her face with both hands, with a smile and helplessness: "Idiot, you should worship Xiong Xiong."

"Huh?" Suhang blinked ignorantly.

Xiao Yige smiled more gently, rubbed the corners of her eyes and brows with his thumb, and whispered softly: "I don't need to go home."

Who knew that Suhang's eyes blinked faster, and he turned his head to look at the bed, "But there is only one bed in my secret base..."

Xiao Yige was amazed and amused, it turned out that in Su Hang's heart, this was her secret base.

Suhang opened his eyes wide, with a big surprise written on his face that would never appear when he didn't have a fever: "Shall we sleep together?"

"That's right, do you want me to sleep on the floor?" Xiao Yige pretended to be wronged, but his eyes curled up with a smile.

She discovered the unknown side of Suhang again.

It turns out that when you have a fever, the cute attribute will be activated, but this attribute will probably be difficult to see again in the future. She will not expect Suhang to get sick just because she wants to see such Suhang.

In a safe and healthy Suzhou and Hangzhou, it is good to have a cold face.

She thought that Su Hang would obediently agree to sleep in the bed together, but unexpectedly the aloof Director Su said in a surprising way: "I don't want you to sleep on the floor, I will wait for you on the bed."

Xiao Yige was stunned at first, but then he was so teased that he smiled and stroked her hair to coax her: "Okay, but you need to lend me a change of clothes, and I will come to sleep with you after I take a shower."

"Okay, I'll wait for you to sleep together." Director Su nodded, and went to bed obediently this time.

Xiao Yige covered her with the quilt, and covered her eyes with his palms to ask her to close her eyes. Guessing that she was sleeping obediently, she lightly picked out a nightgown and went downstairs.

There is no sign of the end of the rain, the sky and the earth are shrouded in rain and mist, looking out from the slanted skylight is like being in a misty landscape.

Xiao Yige dried her hair, put the towel on the chair, and went to bed lightly.

The people lying in it had already fallen into a deep sleep due to illness and the effects of medicine.

Xiao Yige adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner and turned off the lights, and the water-blue moonlight that penetrated through the skylight entered the bed.

There was a distance between the two, and the cool wind came in. Suhang was so cold that he folded his arms in his deep sleep, and leaned towards Xiao Yige subconsciously.

Seeing her fear of the cold, Xiao Yige moved his body towards her distressedly and shyly, covered the quilt tightly again, and locked the temperature in the quilt.

The warmth gradually spread, Suhang moved his eyelids in a daze, and murmured: "Yige, I've been waiting for you for a long time, I want to sleep..."

Xiao Yige lowered his head and held Suhang's face, coaxing patiently and softly: "Hanghang boy, I took a bath for too long, I won't do it next time."

Her weak face was abnormally rosy due to the fever, where there was no seductive appearance just now, only a pathetic morbidity.

Xiao Yige couldn't care about anything else, he nestled into her arms and hugged her waist, passing his own warmth over.

"Yige, Leng..."

Su Hang's whispers gradually weakened, and he instinctively hugged Xiao Yige tightly, and the same slender and graceful curves fit perfectly.

Her hot breath entwined with Xiao Yige's warm breath, and the scent of roses after the rain that fascinated her filled her senses.

The thin straps on the shoulders fell off, and Xiao Yige bit his lips with the feather-like breath sweeping around his neck, and softly whispered in her ear angrily: "Idiot, if you are capable, you will treat me like this again when you are awake... ..."

People surrounded by warmth have long since fallen asleep, leaving only physical and mental dependence still continuing.

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The author has something to say:

Hang Hang: Make key points, and next time.

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