It was an hour later when Song Yingwan was breathing steadily again and lying on the bed. The man's palm was still caressing her waist, stroking her every now and then. She was depressed in his arms.
He had obviously let him go to bed just now, but he was still pressed to the bed and kissed hard again.
But there was a wall between Zhang Ru and Song's father. He didn't make too much noise. After a while, he turned off the light himself, tucked her into the bed, hugged her and went to sleep.
She really didn't get a good rest on the train last night. At this moment, her breath was filled with a familiar and reassuring smell. Drowsiness swept over her, and she gradually closed her eyes and fell asleep.
After the girl's breathing became gentle, Xie Ci opened his eyes that were still closed just now. He heard the even rhythm of breathing and heartbeat in his ears. He couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and satisfaction in his heart, but he still couldn't hold it back. He turned his head and placed a gentle kiss on the girl's forehead, piously and sincerely.
Then, with a touch of joy lingering in my heart, I fell asleep.
When Song Yingwan opened her eyes the next day, it was already bright and the bed beside her was cold. She must have been up for a while.
Just as she was about to get up, the door to the room was pushed open from the outside. When she looked up, she met a pair of light and deep eyes, but the next second, a light warmth appeared in these eyes, reflecting her face.
He smiled and said, "Are you awake?"
Song Yingwan buried her head under the quilt and asked gently, "When is it?"
After thanking him and closing the door, he walked over and sat beside the bed, stroked her messy hair, and responded casually, "It's almost nine o'clock. Your parents have already gone to work. There is still rice left in the pot for you. Do you want it?" Get up and eat something?”
She still remained in that position, and after a while she said, "Why didn't you call me when you got up?"
It's a bit embarrassing to wake up now.
But luckily it's my parents.
He curled his lower lip and said, "I want you to sleep a little longer."
Then he saw her hiding under the quilt, frowning and said, "Why are you sleeping like this? What should I do if it's stuffy inside?"
Xie Ci reached out and pulled the quilt, but didn't pull it.
Only then did he realize something was wrong and said softly, "What's wrong?"
Song Yingwan's ears were a little red, and she said after a while, "...I didn't wash my face."
He was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then the corners of his mouth deepened, and he leaned into her ear and said, "It's too late!"
Before Song Yingwan understood what he meant, he immediately said, "I peeked at you for a long time when you were awake this morning..."
Song Yingwan's hand holding the quilt stiffened. How could she forget this?
Knowing that she was thin-skinned, he thanked her and didn't dare to tease her anymore. He pinched the girl's bright white earlobe with his fingers and said with a smile, "Get up, little lazy pig."
Song Yingwan's face heated up, she sat up suddenly from the quilt, looked up at him and said dryly, "Get out, I'm going to change clothes."
He raised his eyebrows, "Do you need my help?"
The hot water spread from her cheeks to her ears. She raised her eyebrows and said in a serious tone, "...No need."
He seemed to sigh softly before he responded, "Okay then, I'll go out and wait for you."
Then he got up and went out, and thoughtfully helped her close the door.
After Song Yingwan packed up and went out, she saw Xie Ci busy in the kitchen. The house was quiet. She walked over and asked doubtfully, "Are we the only two at home?"
He turned around and looked over when he heard the voice, and said, "Well, Chenchen is playing with other children downstairs. It may take a while before he can come back."
"Have you washed up? Do you want to eat now?"
Song Yingwan nodded, "Okay."
Seeing Xie Xi serving food, she spoke again, "I'll serve the food."
It was Zhang Ru who got up to make breakfast. She thanked her and cooked millet porridge and eggs. Then she ate some multi-grain steamed buns and side dishes. However, the new son-in-law just came to the house, so Zhang Ru deliberately cooked more than usual. A dish, overall it is quite rich.
Before eating, Zhang Ru specially left some food for Song Yingwan and kept it warm in the pot.
During the meal, Xie Ci sat across from her and peeled eggs for her. Song Yingwan swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns and said, "Let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative today. My parents may not have time to prepare New Year's goods at work."
She nodded slightly, put the peeled eggs on the plate in front of her, and said, "Okay."
The girl arched her eyebrows and smiled, "I just want to take you out for a walk, so that you don't know the way when you come back later."
The corner of Xie Ci's mouth curled up slightly, and he said calmly, "Don't be afraid, just come a few more times and it will be fine."
While talking, Song Yingwan suddenly saw the package in the corner, and then remembered that they had forgotten to take out the things they brought for Zhang Ru and Song's father. Yesterday, they only focused on packing the luggage that they brought into the room.
But they are just some clothes and the like, which won't go bad. It will be the same if I give them to Zhang Rusong's father when he gets off work.
Afraid that she would forget again, Song Yingwan said thank you, "Remember to remind me to take out the gifts for my parents tonight."
He looked at the person in front of him and said softly, "Okay."
He likes this kind of warm daily life very much. The two of them just talk about trivial matters, but as long as she is by his side, he will feel extremely satisfied and stable.
After Song Yingwan had eaten, the two of them had nothing to do, so they went downstairs and called Chenchen while walking to the supply and marketing cooperative. In fact, Song Yingwan was not that familiar with this place. Most of them took the same words as their thanks. Look at the surrounding plants and trees with an exploratory eye.
She thought that this was the place where the original owner grew up, but now she was re-recognizing this place from another perspective. She didn't have any special feelings in her heart, but she felt relieved for a moment.
As for the thank you, he seriously wanted to remember this place. He wanted to leave memories of the two of them with the people around him in the future. He would not dwell on the fact that he had not left a mark on Song Yingwan's life in the past. Everyone should have it. Space to grow, so they can meet each other better now.
The future is long, and he will walk slowly with her.
The supply and marketing cooperatives sell similar things, but the supply and marketing cooperative here is larger and the goods inside are more complete. Song Yingwan picked up some red paper, fruit candies, meat, etc., but she bought a little here and there. Buy a little, and two people can carry enough.
It wasn't obvious that I was empty-handed when I went there, but it wasn't that easy when I came back. Fortunately, the distance wasn't too far, and I arrived home within a short while.
It was almost noon, so Song Yingwan made something simple. Zhang Ru and Song's father were both having lunch in the factory canteen, so there were only three of them at home.
After dinner, Song Yingwan first took out Chenchen's gift for him. Chenchen hugged the pair of sneakers and was reluctant to let go. Although the Song family's conditions were good, Zhang Ru had never bought him such expensive shoes. Mainly It felt like he was jumping here and there all day long, and such white shoes couldn't last an hour on his feet.
Chenchenliang burst into tears, "Sister, you are my biological sister!"
Song Yingwan couldn't help but give him a slap in the face, "Nonsense!"
