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The light gradually darkened.

Sang Bai turned on the light and pulled out a white paper card. The pen tip was vigorous and the skeleton was beautiful. The handwriting on it reads time: On October 2, 2015, Nancheng flew to Qingdao.

The long-standing memory was evoked by these words. It seemed that during the National Day holiday in the past two years, he came to Qingdao to inspect the construction site and took a look at her.

When you flip through the paper cards, they all have similar layouts.

Simple and textured.

She bent her eyes and looked at Lu Shen: "Did you write this yourself?"

She had never seen Lu Shen's word, which came from a woman's natural intuition.

"It's not just me who wrote it myself." Lu Shen stretched out his right hand, "I cut the paper myself, and my hands were cut by the edges of the paper. Ping Peng laughed at me for not doing such a job."

Sang Bai hurried over to take a look.

His hands were clean and slender, which was flawless, but there was a very thin hole in his little finger, which slightly covered his skin.

Sang Bai satisfied and put the card into a paper bag, resealed it, placed it on the white high-legged cabinet beside it, ran to the window and pulled the half-closed curtains, then sat back to the bed, pinched his wrist and asked if it hurt.

Lu Shen said it would not hurt any longer, but it hurts and itchy at the beginning.

Sang Bai's eyes fell on the light brown wound, lowered his head and blew it gently.

Cool, soft breath.

It makes people itchy.

Lu Shen's heart was thrilled.

The next second, her little finger was already in her mouth and she licked it lightly on the wound.

The current suddenly amplifies through the nerve endings to every cell in the body.

Lu Shen's scalp was numb, and he raised his hand to carry her into his arms. His voice clearly suppressed something: "Don't make trouble."

Sang Bai smiled and deliberately vented in his ear: "Hmm? Why am I messing around?"

Lu Shen smiled angrily: "Okay, I don't mind asking Ping Peng to send something else over, or - do you want to come directly?"

“…”

Sang Bai became honest now and immediately changed the topic: "Tell me about your 'mulberry plan'?"

She lay on his chest, her eyes as if she was in autumn water.

Lu Shen told her all the whole story.

When he said that when he received the money, he knew that she had given all her wealth to help him.

Sang Bai pinched the collar of his clothes and asked, "Then if I didn't send you that money, wouldn't you come to me?"

This is sometimes the case with people, and they like to ask hypothetical questions.

After pausing for two seconds, Lu Shen said, "It should be."

Although I expected this answer, I heard it with my own ears and felt a little disappointed in Sangbai's heart - I always hope that the person I love can come to her regardless of the difficulties.

But this is also a little bit that she loves him.

He could have been vaguely and even coaxed her, but he didn't.

Her hand that was rubbing the collar stopped, and Lu Shen clearly felt her attitude.

He turned sideways and rubs her into his arms: "But you hit me, Sangsang."

"I don't want to lie to you. I was actually very disappointed in the past four years with you. As long as you give me a little hope, I will be willing to block it again. But if I can't see hope at all, I'm most likely not afraid."

"It's not that I'm afraid of losing face. Those are the second best. I just can't bear it again when you say 'I don't love me'."

His attitude is frank at the moment. Sang Bai can no longer care about this lack of beauty, or in other words, this lack of weight seems unforgettable at this moment.

She pressed against his chest and listened to his heartbeat: "Why do you think I didn't love you four years ago?"

Lu Shen: "Do you love?"

Sanbadon said: "At least I like it. It seems that I am the one who confesses to you first."

Lu Shen said that he was the one who acted first. Although she seemed to confess her love, the initiative was always in her hands.

He asked again, if someone else helped her at that time, would she confess her love?

Sang Bai was stunned, she had never thought about this issue.

Lu Shen said that the situation when she took her back to the apartment was too special. She was in a period of extreme psychological fragility and could easily regard gratitude as a favorable feeling. Moreover, girls have always been emotional. It is normal to take her home in such a rainy morning. In such an ambiguous scene, impulsive confession, and firefighting.

He knew that her like might have something else mixed in, but he couldn't help but touched her immediately.

That day he could feel that she wanted to hide, but she didn't.

He sighed and said, "Sangsang, before meeting you again in the hospital, you don't even remember any detailed scenes we met before. You have no impression of me at all, how can this be called liking?"

He asked tentatively several times later, but she looked confused and there was no need to ask many things again.

He was in a slightest bit in his heart and could not relieve it. Although he liked her, he deliberately maintained a cold attitude and asked Ping Peng to hand over the words, waiting for her to pounce on him again and again, so that he could prove to him again and again: she really liked him.

After talking about this, the disappointed person changed from Sang Bai to Lu Shen.

He lowered his head slightly, his lips fell on her eyebrows, and he hugged her like that.

The atmosphere fell down for a while.

Sang Bai had no way to refute.

Because Lu Shen was right, she had seen him several times in high school, but she didn't remember a detailed scene, only a vague memory of one scene. When Cen Jiayun was playing the piano, he stood in front of a pot of hydrangea from a distance and looked calm.

Then you can only start from something else.

Sang Bai recalled the incident when he brought her to the apartment early that morning.

When she thought of the intimacy, her face turned slightly red: "I don't want to hide, I feel a little shy."

Lu Shen said "um" very casually, as if she felt that her words were perfunctory.

Sang Bai continued, "You know that it was my first time that day... right? It's all about kissing."

Lu Shen's voice was a little happy at this moment: "Yes."

She pursed her lower lip and said, "Actually, I have always been a super good kid. I don't dare to read the love letters handed to me by a high school boy. So...that is already very brave and outrageous for me."

Confession on the same day, kissing on the same day, and going to bed on the same day.

To her, a good girl, it's crazy.

"But because it's you, I'm willing."

"For example..." She gave an inappropriate example, "If you were replaced by Lin Ruicheng, I would definitely not confess my love."

Lu Shen then smiled: "Even people don't like you."

“…”

Lu Shen was in a good mood for her words "I am willing because it is you."

His chin rubbed against her forehead, and said, "I know, you liked me at that time, so you couldn't help but devote your whole heart to me-"

Mulberry milk is fierce and fierce: "Shut up."

This topic has been revealed.

The knots of the past are only solved at this moment.

Sang Bai couldn't help asking: "Then when did you start to like me?"

She curled up in his arms, like a kitten.

Lu Shen raised his eyebrows but did not respond.

Sang Bai looked up at him, and he looked "How can I tell you this?"

Sang Bai asked again: "Then do you remember the first time we met?"

Lu Shen said calmly: "Of course I remember."

Sang Bai looked at him with anticipation.

Lu Shen: "I can't tell you even more."

“…”

Sanbai looked at him with a gaze: "You really won't say it?"

"Don't say it." Lu Shen answered too simply, which made Sang Bai stunned.

She poked him: "Tell me, maybe I'm remembering it?"

Lu Shen said indifferently: "Are you sure? What if I say it and you can't remember it anymore?"

Sang Bai dared not speak anymore.

Lu Shen didn't mean to get angry with her. His attitude softened and said with a smile: "It's so easy to tell you."
To be continued...