dizziness

On the way home, Owen drove the car and chatted with Ruan Miaomiao from time to time. He obviously had a lot to say, but suddenly couldn’t find the topic for some reason. Basically, Ruan Miaomiao talked to him in a different way. Let the atmosphere cool down, but most of the chats are about the trivial things in life in the past three years.

In Owen's impression, Ruan Miaomiao was a person who was not good at words, and he didn't know whether he was deliberately or unintentionally alleviating the strangeness and embarrassment of the two reunited after a long absence. Owen occasionally looked at his profile from the corner of his eye, as if not only his appearance had changed, Even the aura emanating from his body seemed to be a different person, which made Owen feel strange.

After all, they haven't seen each other for three years, and Owen doesn't want to think about it. As long as this person comes back, they can slowly regain their original feeling of getting along.

When he returned home, Ruan Miaomiao began to pack his luggage. This room was completely unchanged from when he left. Even half of the books he had seen were spread out on the bedside table intact. Even the touch from the fingertips on the shoulders on his shoulders is much firmer than it was three years ago.

"Do you want me to clean it up for you?"

Ruan Miaomiao turned around and took him into her arms, kissed Owen on the forehead, touched his face and smiled slightly: "No need, I don't have much luggage, and you are tired after driving all the way, go Rest, I'll be here by myself."

"Then... are you hungry, I'll make you something to eat."

Ruan Miaomiao's smile deepened a lot when she heard that, "You cook? I don't know you yet. Why do you want to kill your husband with poison?"

"..." Owen's face was a little feverish. He knew that he was never good at cooking, but he had studied hard in the past three years since Ruan Miaomiao was away. Can't tell.

"Okay, don't force yourself. I ate on the plane and I'm not hungry at all. Go and rest quickly, or I won't even think about cleaning up if you're here."

Owen nodded slightly, and walked slowly towards the door. In fact, he didn't want to leave this person's embrace at all. He just wanted to watch him here and guard him, but he was afraid that Ruan Miaomiao would feel that he was in the way here. Owen's mouth He couldn't say a word of capriciousness at all, and he couldn't help but turn his head when he reached the door and said, "Call me if you need anything, I'm in the living room."

"okay."

Ruan Miaomiao responded, probably because she was busy packing her things and didn't bother to look at Owen.

Owen couldn't say anything more to bother him. Sitting alone in the living room and listening to the sounds coming from the room, he always felt that the house that had been vacant for three years had finally regained some sense of home. He was really moved. The torture of loneliness in the past few years is frightening, and even those innate pride and conceit have receded in his body bit by bit. Even now that Ruan Miaomiao appears alive in front of his eyes, Owen still feels a little unreal.

Getting used to loneliness is an unnerving and frightening thing. It seems that every word you say is squeezing your courage, but seeing the tenderness in Ruan Miaomiao's eyes is still the same as before, which somewhat calms Owen's uneasy mood.

After the luggage was quickly packed, Ruan Miaomiao was probably too tired from the flight for more than ten hours. After taking a shower, she lay down on the bed. Seeing that it was already midnight, Owen hurried into the bathroom for fear of affecting his rest.

After taking a shower, he stood in front of the mirror in a daze for a long time. Although his hair was dyed to make him look less old, Owen could still clearly see the traces left on his whole body by the past three years. It is poisonous, no matter how you cover it up, even one part can expose this 46-year-old male body. Although it is not terrible, it is not the same as a few years ago. Owen even began to get nervous inexplicably. What kind of expression should I use to face the 24-year-old young life in the room.

He really didn't have confidence in whether such a body and appearance would make people interested. They hadn't done it for three years. If Ruan Miaomiao meant that, Owen was really worried that he wouldn't be able to enjoy himself as much as before.

When Owen entered the room, Ruan Miaomiao was sitting on the bed holding a book. The habit of reading a book before going to bed seemed to have not changed. The English word Owen on the cover was also relatively unfamiliar. It should be a professional book about photography.

"Washed?" Ruan Miaomiao looked up at him with a smile.

Owen nodded helplessly, seeing Ruan Miaomiao cast his eyes on the pages of the book again, and silently got into the quilt beside him and was about to lie down, when he saw Ruan Miaomiao put the book on the box and wanted to reach out to turn off the light.

"Well, look at you, don't worry about me." Owen stopped in a hurry, he suddenly panicked, he didn't know what to say or do after turning off the lights.

"It's okay, it's getting late, I want to sleep too."

Ruan Miaomiao said in a soft tone and turned off the light. In the darkness, Owen groped and lay down. There was a hot breath coming from behind him. Ruan Miaomiao still hugged him from behind as before, but Owen couldn't help shaking.

Ruan Miaomiao's steady breath hit Owen's stamina, itching and burning, Owen's eyes opened as big as copper bells, his hands and feet began to sweat, and even his heartbeat was in a mess. Such an intimate act made Owen unable to find it. Back to the original comfort.

It wasn't until the people behind him didn't move for a long time that Owen tried hard to persuade himself to adapt, relaxed his body a little, and the hand that was on his waist just after he closed his eyes suddenly hugged him tightly tightly.

"Owen."

Ruan Miaomiao's voice was muffled, even calm and slightly cold.

"..."

"At the airport today...why didn't you let me kiss you?" Owen was startled. He didn't expect Ruan Miaomiao to be worried about this matter. He turned around uneasily and saw Ruan Miaomiao staring at him for a moment, "You Is it that you don’t want people to know about our relationship?”

"No... I didn't mean that..."

"Then why do you still admit that I am your son? Didn't you hate being said that the most before?"

"I... there are too many people at the airport, I just don't want to cause unnecessary trouble," Owen tried hard to explain, not wanting to look directly at his face, "Don't think too much, really..."

"Yes, that's good."

"Miaomiao..."

Owen thought he was angry, and was about to say something more, when Ruan Miaomiao pressed against his body, holding his face tightly, Owen frowned slightly in pain, and looked at the blurred silhouette in the darkness in puzzlement .

"Don't do this in the future, just say I'm your man, you know."

"..." Owen didn't speak, just nodded in a daze.

"Owen, don't let me leave you again, I love you, I really love you...I've been thinking about you like crazy for the past three years..."

Ruan Miaomiao bit his lips forcefully, and Owen responded hastily, unexpectedly. The familiar taste of longing day and night spread in his tongue. Under the intense entanglement, Ruan Miaomiao took the initiative to ask for it, and his skillful kissing skills almost caught Owen by surprise. .

This person and the feeling in my own impression have really changed too much. No matter how proactive Ruan Miaomiao was in the past, she still had a bit of warmth. Owen even watched him fade away from his original youthfulness, not as he is now. With such a strong possession, Owen suddenly felt that the power of time was so great, but it was only three years, and everything seemed to be different. He didn't even know what kind of experience he had missed this person.