Once upon a time, the little girl who was swearing and forgot the little boy she had teased and promised in a blink of an eye. Only the little boy stayed with memories year after year, waiting for his girl to come back to find him and "marry" him. Eighth? No. 1 Middle School          Wen.com

"Don't cry, aren't we already reunited?" The little boy hugged Ling Xiaoxiao who was already sobbing and said softly, with an infinite sigh of dissatisfaction in his tone.

Ling Xiaoxiao was lying in his arms, crying tremblingly. They did meet this life, but in the previous life, they each kept their own wishes, day by day, year by year, when they wandered alone in this world, what was that?

She finally understood why in her previous life, Jiang Zizhuo's breath became more lonely and colder year by year, and why she had never seen a smile on his face.

Why did she forget such an important thing? Why did she have to listen to him before she could remember it! At this moment, she hated herself so much, she was such a big bastard!

It turns out that someone is so stupid. He is willing to draw a prison because of a child's words. At that time, he must have been like a person who carved a boat and asked for a sword, but also failed to get it. He just stood there stubbornly, ignoring the changes in the world.

Ling Xiaoxiao was crying heartbrokenly at this moment, but even though she cried like this, she still couldn't relieve her one-tenth of sadness.

"Don't cry." Jiang Zizhuo pulled Ling Xiaoxiao out of his arms, looked at the tears on her face, feeling distressed and regretful. If he had known that she would cry like this, he wouldn't have told her.

Ling Xiaoxiao leaned over and shook her head in his arms. She couldn't tell him that they had missed a lifetime. At that time, one was waiting for a long time, and the other was forgetting and carefully did not dare to get close. Both of them were guarding their own coldness, living day after day in a lonely and lonely way.

If she hadn't said those words, would the little boy live a more comfortable and happy life in her previous life? Her eyes blurred with tears. She felt like an executioner, dragging him out of one abyss and pushing him into another abyss.

Ling Xiaoxiao raised her hand and wiped her tears, suddenly stood up and pressed Jiang Zizhuo under her. She leaned over and kissed her.

In the awkward kiss, with compensation and desperate things, she was in a mess and wanted to entangle between her limbs out of instinct.

Otherwise, just make up for it. She was frightened by her own thoughts and was also encouraged by her own thoughts.

The cold little hand reached into Jiang Zizhuo's pajamas and touched her randomly all the way up. She didn't know what to do, but she began to long for such a touch from the bottom of her heart.

Jiang Zizhuo was shocked by Ling Xiaoxiao's sudden enthusiasm. Although he knew why she was like this, he was still easily aroused by her reckless little hands.

He turned around and turned his back, pressing Ling Xiaoxiao with his eyes closed under him.

"Don't do this." Jiang Zizhuo gently pulled her chaotic hand.

His kiss was gentle and soft. He kissed it down little by little from her, and fell gently on Ling Xiaoxiao's crying flower's little face. He placed his other hand on the side of her ear, rubbing her earlobe bit by bit, with his movements soft and pious.

"We have many better days waiting for us," Jiang Zizhuo raised his head and looked at Ling Xiaoxiao who was confused and at a loss: "You just need to remember to fulfill your promise."

"Look at you so beautiful, I will marry you when you grow up. Can you love you well?"

"You must wait for me and come to see you when I get older, do you know?"

"I've stamped it. Don't let others touch you in the future, do you know? You can only be mine."

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes. This time, she would never forget. In this life, he could only be his own, and no one could rob him.

This night, Ling Xiaoxiao did not sleep soundly. In her dream, she always dreamed of all kinds of things in her previous life. She dreamed of the first time at Q University, dreamed of him holding Xia Ziqian's hand and bowing, dreaming of his cowardly and inferior peeping, dreaming of his collapse when he heard him going abroad...

She was like a bystander, always trying to go up and tell herself loudly in her dream, be brave, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not change the result in her dream.

She clenched her teeth, her fingernails pinched into her palms, and her body couldn't stop trembling. She tried her best but could not escape from the dream. She could only do it in a hurry, looking at the stupid things she had done before.

"Xiaoxiao, wake up." Jiang Zizhuo carefully patted Ling Xiaoxiao's back and whispered in her ear to try to wake her up.

Who called herself again? Ling Xiaoxiao was sleeping and felt that she was covered in fog. She looked around in a daze, but couldn't see anything clearly. Are she lost?

"Xiaoxiao, wake up and you have a nightmare."

A familiar voice lingered in her ears again. Ling Xiaoxiao stopped in place, her eyebrows frowned. Who was calling herself? Why was the voice so familiar? She squatted down and hugged her hands tightly in her ears. Why couldn't she remember it? How could she not remember it?!

Tears squeezed out from the corners of her eyes again, and Ling Xiaoxiao, who was trapped in a dream, was crying. She must be a big villain, so she forgot about such an important thing again.

Jiang Zizhuo screamed for a long time but could not wake up Ling Xiaoxiao. He pursed the corners of his lips. Unexpectedly, it was just a childhood past that would have such a great impact on her. He hugged Ling Xiaoxiao tightly on his chest and stroked his big hands on her back.

"It's okay, everything is over, and it will get better and better in the future." He whispered in Ling Xiaoxiao's ear. The beautiful vision made him unable to help but yearn for it.

Has it all gone? Ling Xiaoxiao stood in the fog, what has passed? She thought carefully that everything in her previous life has passed. She is no longer the person who was unable to ask for anything before, and Jiang Zizhuo is no longer the person who painted the land for prison. They are now together, very happy and happy.

The fog in front of her disappeared little by little, and quietly disappeared with the dream that made her nightmare. She woke up from her sleep and heard Jiang Zizhuo's whisper in his ear, feeling his big hand slapping on his back little by little.

She couldn't help but arched into his arms, as warm as ever.

"Awaken?" Jiang Zizhuo's nose rubbed gently on the top of her head.

"Yes." Ling Xiaoxiao hugged him hard.

Thank you for waking me up, thank you for never giving up on me.

Feeling that Ling Xiaoxiao was still a little depressed, Jiang Zizhuo murmured: "Since you can't sleep now, let's do something meaningful."

After saying that, he turned over and pressed on Ling Xiaoxiao's body, with the heat that could burn everything, the raindrop-like kiss fell without hesitation, directly swept away the haze in Ling Xiaoxiao's heart, and immersed in this passionate vortex with her.

The gifts naturally need to be removed every day. The boy started routinely examining Ling Xiaoxiao up and down, but this time, it took longer than the previous few checks and was completely complete.

(To be continued.)
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