When she woke up the next day, Yan Luqing was still thinking about Gu Ci's state last night.
Generally, the head of the family hides in the arms of his wife. There are only a handful of times when the head of the family comforts his wife, she must pay special attention to it.
However, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Gu Ci, who had finished washing, walked to the bed and smiled softly at her. The face was white jade, there were no dark circles under the eyes, and it was obviously restored to normal.
Yan Luqing squinted and returned him with a silly smile.
She cleared her throat and asked, "You said last night, what did you dream of? I forgot."
Gu Ci opened the quilt, lay down on her side, and put her hand on her pillow, "a wall."
A wall? Yan Luqing didn't believe it, "With your mentality, how can you dream of a wall and become a nightmare? Was you awakened? It must be other details that you didn't remember." After a pause, she didn't wait for Gu Ci to speak, and she had a whim Said: "Hey, I don't know if there is any way to help people recall their dreams, why don't we try it?"
Gu Ci didn't answer the first half of her question, only said: "No."
He can be sure that the dream last night was really only a wall, or a familiar wall.
There are no other strange scenes, but he is indeed awakened, and it seems right to call it a nightmare.
Because that mood is not the fear of ghosts and other things, but the fear of loss.
When Yan Luqing heard him say this, he curled his lips and wanted to get up. Gu Ci reached out and pulled her up.
When he lowered his eyes, he looked very attractive, especially the angle of the sun in the morning was so perfect that it shone on half of his face obliquely. Even if the image that Yan Luqing saw was a deceptive comment, it was not an exaggeration.
Facing such a prosperous beauty, the addiction to drama came just as it said, Yan Luqing suddenly stretched out his hand and hung in the air, dragging a long voice: "Help me to wash my face."
"..."
The panda monarch didn't wait too long. Princess Sunguo adapted too quickly. She smiled and complied with her "decree" without even stunned, and almost helped the people to the bathroom.
The princess service is very good, even Yan Luqing's toothpaste is squeezed by him. Taking advantage of that little effort, Yan Luqing observed the surroundings again, smiled and said with emotion: "Your current room is very different from the one you originally lived in."
Her toiletries had been moved from upstairs to his room a long time ago. Because of this, in Gu Ci's bathroom, the empty racks that had originally been put in the necessary supplies were suddenly full.
So is his wardrobe.
In addition to the three colors of black, white and gray, there are also more her pajamas, the clothes she often wears, which belong to her color—making the clothes in this cabinet suddenly become very fresh from the cold tone. The space originally belonged to Gu Ci, his place became smaller and smaller, and Yan Luqing's clothes became more and more crowded.
His desk is too.
The table where he used to read books was about to become her second dressing table. Basically all the make-up utensils have been moved down, only a big mirror was put on his table.
There are also the small furnishings in the room, there are things she brought in everywhere. When Gu Ci originally lived here, there were few extra items. After being with her, there were so many things that seemed very "useless" in this room besides clothes and books.
Yan Luqing took the toothbrush and asked, "Do you like the old one or the present one?"
Gu Ci glanced at her, and there was a lot of emotion in his eyes, probably including the question of why such a useless question was asked. But he still wasted a few precious seconds and replied:
"Now."
After washing up happily, Yan Luqing walked around from the bathroom to the room. It seemed that she found that the only thing missing here was the group photo.
So Yan Luqing quickly put his gaze on the blank wall on one side, "Let's make a small photo wall and it will be perfect. What do you think?" Just after asking people's opinions, he pretended to be majestic: "You can't refuse. I am the head of the family!"
Gu Ci originally opened his mouth to answer, but was amused by her words: "I didn't want to refuse."
"But apart from taking some while eloped, we don't seem to have too many photos..." Yan Luqing pondered, "I want to take all the other perspectives that Xiao Mahua has taken!"
In this way, in the morning, Yan Luqing wanted to bring all the big beauties and small beautiful people from Xiaomahua, together with the existing ones, to wash out the big and small black as quickly as possible, but found that the number was still not enough, and nothing could be posted. shape.
Yan Luqing wanted to post all the photos into a big panda head. What's the point of a mini one? She immediately decided: "Let's go out and take a picture now!"
Yan Luqing is often very enthusiastic about whims and things. In the afternoon, she quickly packed up and took Gu Ci to go out, first took a photo in the yard at home, and then got in the car.
She wanted to take Gu Ci to a nice coffee shop in the city, but Gu Ci answered the phone on the way, and his uncle asked him to go home to get something.
Gu Ci hung up the phone and told her about it, and then asked, "Want to go see it?"
In this way, Yan Luqing's plan also changed.
Gu Ci's house lived in a pretty beautiful villa, at least better-looking than Yan's. Yan Luqing had less desire to take pictures after arriving at the place. She followed Gu Ci upstairs to get things, observing the layout of the house all the way.
The strange thing is that the more places she looked, the more strange she felt.
The layout here doesn't seem to be new to her at all, except that she feels good-looking, she seems to have known the decor for a long time wherever she goes.
She thought to herself, is it because the structure of the villa has been seen too much
As if noticing her concentration, Gu Ci asked casually: "Like here?"
Yan Luqing returned to his senses and nodded to him.
"Want to live?" He leaned on the escalator lazily and laughed. "What you said to Yan Fengming last time counts. If you want to come, just move."
"Okay." Yan Luqing agreed immediately, "I wanted to say that moving was too troublesome, but it suddenly occurred to me that it seems that moving now doesn't require me to do it myself."
"Moved before?"
"Well, when I was in high school." Yan Luqing recalled frowning, "Due to an earthquake, the school dormitory was unable to live in. I originally lived too far away, so I couldn't help it, so I moved to the neighborhood with the cheapest rent... "
The two chatted, and when Gu Ci picked up the things, they boarded the car again, sent it to his uncle first, and drove to the original destination.
The photos are full, but Yan Luqing always feels worried all afternoon.
Back at the villa, she knew that Gu Ci had the habit of taking a bath first after returning home. Watching him go back to the room, she also went upstairs to take a bath and shouted Makabaka, telling her about going to Gu Ci's house in the afternoon.
For those familiar layouts and decorations, I didn't care about it at the time.
She remembered that when she was sitting on the beam of his bicycle, the idea that he should wear school uniform suddenly came to her mind.
After telling it about these fullnesses, Yan Luqing hesitated and said, "I think, have I lost my memory... or I didn't drink the Mengpo soup clean. Is this something in my previous life?"
Macabaka: "...Meng Po Tang Chaogang is over! But according to Maria's description, amnesia is indeed possible."
After saying this sentence, it refuted itself again: "Wait! But that's not right. Gu Ci is different from your original world. If you wear the book for the second time, you will go through the same book twice. In the book, the system will definitely not allow—"
Yan Luqing was taken aback for a moment.
It is not allowed to wear the book twice.
Why is that
When and where did the familiarity come from
Yan Luqing bubbled his head and said softly: "Actually, I'm pretty sure that I didn't have a similar experience before I wore the book-I don't even have the so-called opportunity for crossing. Except for an earthquake, I grew up growing up. There have been no more accidents."
What piece of memory is missing
"Will I forget anything more? For example... what I am going through now?"
"Actually, I'm telling you," Makkabaka whispered, "I guessed what I saw, and whether it is similar to the way I am now, the memory is manipulated..."
When he said this, his tone changed from guessing to hate, and he denounced the dog system.
Yan Luqing's bath is over, and this topic ends here.
When she went to school on Monday, she was a little distracted while listening to the scriptures. Seeing that she had been taking notes for so long and had less than ten pages, she turned it over like a ghost and started writing from the last page forward.
Macabaka didn't think of anything, just a pure guess.
But Yan Luqing still felt very uneasy.
She didn't want to experience the hazy feeling of having a strong sense of sight for certain specific scenes.
The weather is getting colder and colder, and Yan Luqing wears more and more clothes every morning. She has to go out only after Gu Ci has checked the thickness of her clothes.
The owner of the house was not convinced, and the owner also wanted his wife to be treated the same as himself, but when he went to look at his wife's wardrobe, he found that he did not have thick clothes at all.
… What a stinky wife! ! !
Patriarch Yan was angry and spent a lot of money, and almost moved the down jacket store to his wife's home.
The always gentle and virtuous wife has a firm attitude, saying that she really doesn't like those down jackets. The two discussed and finally decided to wear a couple's down jacket-this is the only mediation method that the wife can accept.
In addition, the gentle and virtuous wife beats the scrap copper and rotten iron robot every day, greets it every day, educates it every day and ridicules it like a spring breeze, so that it treats itself as the first one. The incident of losing the memory so easily became more and more grief.
The number of the wolf pendulum has changed from ten digits to single digits.
On the day of "3", it was Da Hei's birthday.
Not long after wearing it, Yan Luqing celebrated Xiao Hei's birthday, in November Gu Ci celebrated his birthday, and in December it was Da Hei's birthday. Da Hei’s birthday is easy to remember, it is the day before Christmas Eve.
Originally, Yan Luqing only regarded Xiao Hei as a stupid son. In her eyes, Da Hei was the one who killed Xiao Hei with twice the IQ.
But since the two of them scared themselves last time and almost scared themselves to see a psychologist, she felt that the two brothers seemed to have gradually assimilated.
The first two birthdays were considered to be special events. Based on the principle of fairness, justice, and good homeownership, we must also pay attention this time.
Two days before Dahei’s birthday, Aunt Disney gave full control of food and everything. She knew the tastes of everyone in the villa, but the gift Yan Luqing really wanted to break her head and didn’t think of it.
She searched over and over again for "what do muscular boys like", "what kind of birthday presents do men with simple minds like" and so on. She searched for very empty and blind questions. After searching all night, she turned over and turned over like a fish on the bed. , Has not stopped.
Still reading a book, Gu Ci reached out and held her back.
He said: "His mobile phone screensaver is Dragon Ball, and he used Cherry Maruko before. I used to chat with your other stupid son and said that he hadn't hit a sandbag for a long time, and his tone was very nostalgic." Gu Ci glanced at her lightly, clearly. There is no emotion, but the noble look in his eyes is indescribable, "Choose to send it by yourself."
"...!!!"
Damn it.
The strange little theater in his mind was launched again, and seven words popped out inexplicably: Marry a wife should be a princess.
Yan Luqing was shocked for a long time before sitting up with a carp from the bed and kissing his wife's face. He almost burst into tears in his eyes: "What is a good helper, this is a good helper!"
Then she was assisted by the virtuous family and turned away from the guest. She was pressed on the pillow and couldn't move, but was dizzy by the gentle kiss. She hugged her waist and fell asleep in a daze.
Nevertheless, fortunately, she hadn't forgotten the content of the chat the next day, and Yan Luqing quickly arranged a gift for her.
On the day of Da Hei’s birthday, he added a small room where he could hit sandbags and practice boxing. The shock of such a tall man was beyond words.
Da Hei is still moving, but Xiao Hei doesn't know how to be happy for his brother. He is so sour on the side: "Miss Yan, why is there a difference between Big Brother, and neither do I have the same? I know you dislike me for being stupid."
"..."
Yan Luqing heard this tone more and more familiar... Did you learn all the fucking words from the princess
Good guy, the people in a villa are more or less assimilated by him. People who don't know think he started a class here.
Yan Luqing ignored Xiao Hei's sour chicken's words, thinking about it in his heart, and then asked Xian Neizhu what he likes about this stuff, and just fill him up.
Drinking is an essential element of the birthday party in the evening.
Yan Luqing found that since he and Gu Ci formally fell in love, he seemed to be in good health. He was obviously getting better and better, but he hadn't touched alcohol for a long time.
Thinking about it this way, the charm of the great beauty is really reflected in all aspects. When I fell in love with him, there was no deliberate restraint. Other hobbies seemed to have consciously stepped aside.
Everyone, like every time they celebrated their birthdays before, when the drink was high, only Gu Ci remained completely awake at the table.
He didn't seem to like wine, and Yan Luqing wouldn't let him drink it.
When eating, Gu Ci just picked up the cup, she could snatch it off, and pointed to his nose and said, "As long as I'm not drunk and fainted, you don't want to get a drop of alcohol."
Gu Ci raised his eyebrows slightly and said lightly: "Even if I drink, I don't plan to drink from the cup."
Yan Luqing's eyes were confused: "...Where did you drink it?" Then she suddenly thought of something, and patted the table, "Do you still want to blow on the bottle? That's even worse!!"
Gu Ci was amused, lowered his eyelashes and approached her, answering with action where he planned to drink.
Because it was Christmas Eve soon, there were many big, red and beautiful apples on the table, decorated in one corner.
After kissing, Yan Luqing didn't know the southeast and northwest, and directed Gu Ci to bring her an apple: "One is not enough! Give me two!" Then, thinking of something, he said, "Bring another knife."
"..."
Gu Ci took two apples and handed them to her, but the knife didn't give her: "I'll cut them for you."
"I don't want to eat it," Yan Luqing burped, "I can't eat it anymore, I want to engrave it."
"Don't worry, I won't cut my hand."
After finishing speaking, she quickly took the fruit knife from his hand, before cutting the knife at the apple, she was suddenly picked up from the oblique rear-her buttocks vacated for a moment, and then fell again.
It just fell on the chair.
Fell on someone's lap.
"Engrave." Gu Ci's voice came from behind her ear, like a parent supervising a child, "I'm watching."
Yan Luqing sat on his lap, his face flushed unconvincingly, and he continued to engrave the apple with a grunt.
She was not complicated, and it only took a minute to finish. Yan Luqing put the two apples together and showed them to Gu Ci: "Look!"
Two apples, each with an English word, except for the crooked handwriting is different, the content is exactly the same.
The one on the left is "word", and the one on the right is "word".
word is Gu Ci's WeChat name.
He didn't think he would use this way of naming—using English words to represent the last word of his name. But I did forget why there was such a name, so I always attributed it to some random picking.
For unknown reasons, I may be too lazy to change it. It may be pleasing to the eye after seeing it for a long time, but I haven't even changed the name.
He held the apple, smiled, and asked her: "How to make two identical."
"A word is a word," Yan Luqing smiled, "two words can be translated into a word."
"..."
Such "literal translation" really fits her style of painting.
"But I will teach you another translation method, which is how we young people use it!" Yan Luqing finished speaking, realizing what was wrong, he was also a young man, so he changed his mouth, "Oh, I was wrong, we surfed the Internet. Usage of young people."
She turned her head to look at Gu Ci, and carefully explained: "Word can be equated to'mine', homonyms,'word sky' is'my sky'."
"..." The big beauty squinted her eyes, very perfunctory: "Oh."
It reads "What does it have to do with me" and "I don't really want to know how you surfers use this word."
Yan Luqing didn't care, and continued to talk to himself: "So look, if you use this method, these two apples can also be translated into..."
She spoke suddenly, and she leaned close to his face and kissed him very quickly, and then the cute dog's eyes were bent into beautiful crescents, her voice seemed to be dipped in candy, and three words were gently spit out.
-"My word."