I heard you still love her

Chapter 14

—Don't talk, let me hug you.

Yan Zhilan's body relaxed, Xiao Ruoyan hugged her tightly, the grievance and pain she had endured for so many years poured out, her tears wet Xiaoyan's skirt.

Xiao Ruoyan has always been a person with strong self-esteem and never bowed her head to others since she was a child, let alone shed tears easily. Now, in the past few days after she came back, she almost shed all the tears in her life.

Xiaoxiao huddled in her warm nest, looked at the two people with her chubby head sideways, her two dark eyes turned around.

Yan Zhilan turned around, she hugged Xiao Ruoyan into her arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

Don't ask why.

don't say anything.

Just let her vent wantonly.

Such a gentle hug, such a fragrant breath, such a reassuring body temperature, only Xiaoyan can give her.

Xiao Ruoyan cried for a long time, her eyes were swollen, she went to the bathroom and washed her face again.

When she came out, Xiaoyan, who was wearing an apron, had already prepared all the dishes and served them to the table.

"Come and have a taste."

Yan Zhilan set the dishes and chopsticks, Xiao Ruoyan walked over, she picked up the chopsticks with her head down, her eyes and nose were red, it made people feel distressed.

"delicious."

Xiao Ruoyan took a sip and met Yan Zhilan's eyes, Xiaoyan smiled, and said softly, "Eat more if it tastes good."

Such a picture, such a moment.

She has fantasized many times over the years.

Xiao Ruoyan just sat opposite her, watching her eat and chatting with her.

A home that is not too big.

A fat cat.

both you and me……

Yan Zhilan also specially opened a bottle of red wine. She poured some for herself and Xiao Ruoyan. The red wine will be a little bitter when entering and exiting, but it has a strong aftertaste. After drinking the wine, Xiaoyan's cheeks turned slightly red, her eyes There was also a soft light in her eyes, she kept looking at Xiao Ruoyan, she couldn't get enough of it.

When he was a teenager, Xiao Ruoyan was the typical tall and cold music player.

When we first met, she was holding a guitar in her hand and passed by Yan Zhilan without even looking at her.

But Yan Zhilan stopped and looked at her.

That was the first day of school.

In the crowd, many people secretly went to see Xiao Ruoyan. She was tall, with eye-catching eyes, and her skin was as white as porcelain.

But now, the years have diluted the unruliness of his youth.

Xiao Ruoyan became a lot lower, but she still looked like Yan Zhilan was greedy. Under her gaze, Xiao Ruoyan's head gradually lowered, her eyes were like fire, burning her face red, and even her ears were swollen. hot.

Yan Zhilan held the bowl and stared at her for several minutes without eating a mouthful.

Too hot.

Xiao Ruoyan couldn't take it anymore in the end, she looked at her shyly, and said softly, "Eat well."

Those who know them all know that they have a good relationship, and they all feel that Xiao Ruoyan must be in an absolutely powerful position in their relationship.

But it is not.

Only Xiao Ruoyan knew that her Xiaoyan was such a little woman with her little stubbornness and persistence that made her helpless.

She embraced her and pampered her.

He even held her in his arms and swore under the moonlight that he would treat her well for the rest of his life.

while eating.

Xiao Ruoyan was sensitive to find that Yan Zhilan ate very little, and basically could only eat a few mouthfuls of bland food.

She tilted her head and stared at her thoughtfully, remembering the scene where she secretly took medicine behind her back in the hotel that day.

"Take a break after eating, Lan Lan and the others said they will come over in a while."

Yan Zhilan said softly, Xiao Ruoyan nodded, and she glanced at Xiaoyan: "Got it."

She knew that Xiaoyan arranged every step so intensively because she was afraid that she would leave.

She is very distressed.

With Xiao Ruoyan's words, Yan Zhilan's mood relaxed a lot. She drank a little more red wine, her cheeks were stained crimson, and her eyes were shining with sparkles, which was very charming.

Xiao Ruoyan's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and he tightened his hands holding the chopsticks, restraining the desire in his heart.

They are no longer young.

When I was a teenager, I didn't understand anything in a hazy way.

At that time, what attracted each other was more delicate feelings, caring and companionship, intimacy and kissing.

But now, almost thirty, the age of a wolf like a tiger.

Xiao Ruoyan really wanted to kiss that rosy lips, hold her in his arms and take care of her.

But now there are still many uncertainties in front of the two of them, and she also knows that Xiaoyan has some physical problems, so she can't be too abrupt.

After dinner.

Yan Zhilan was very used to carrying the dishes outside to clean up, and Xiao Ruoyan stood behind her and said silently, "Let me do it."

Putting on the apron very professionally, Yan Zhilan smiled: "It's okay, I just cleaned it up, you go to rest."

Over the years, she has gotten used to being alone outside, and she can rely on herself for everything.

She felt that this was normal, but Xiao Ruoyan felt uncomfortable in her heart. She walked over and took Yan Zhilan's hand which was tidying up the dishes.

The moment the skins and skins got together, Yan Zhilan's face blushed, and her heart trembled.

Xiao Ruoyan looked into her eyes, "I'll clean up."

Pianists are very protective of their hands, and are usually cared for by their families at home.

Yan Zhilan: "I'm used to it, I—"

Xiao Ruoyan interrupted her, "I'm already back."

Her ink-like eyes stared at Yan Zhilan's: "Good boy."

She has come back.

She doesn't want Xiaoyan to work so hard by herself.

She can still be her little princess again.

Yan Zhilan looked into her eyes, Xiao Ruoyan said softly, "Your hands are very valuable and have a great effect, you should take good care of them, right?"

The gentleness of these words was like a spring breeze blowing Xiaoyan's heart, Yan Zhilan lowered her head, her face flushed.

Xiao Ruoyan: ...

Why did she blush like this...couldn't it be wrong...

The afternoon sun is very comfortable on the body.

The warm wind with the fragrance of flowers floated in from the window.

Yan Zhilan, who had precious hands and powerful hands, was sitting on the sofa, sipping tea slowly, recalling Xiao Ruoyan's words just now, the corners of her lips raised unconsciously, and her eyes fell on that busy person very "willlessly".

Ah Yan, is she implying something?

Yan Zhilan lowered her head and looked at her hands. Although she had protected them with all her heart these years, she had suffered from some wind and frost after all, and was not as beautiful as her hands when she was a teenager.

In the past, Yan Zhilan's hands, in the words of the teacher, could not be overstated as hand models.

The fingers are slender and slender, the roots are as white as scallion, and the shape of the hand is also beautiful, which is pleasing to the eye.

She observed secretly by herself, and couldn't help but look at Xiao Ruoyan's hands.

Xiao Ruoyan was finishing washing. Her hands were different from Yan Zhilan's. She played the guitar all the year round and did all kinds of work. Her palms even had a thin layer of calluses.

But her hands are proportional to her height, longer than Yan Zhilan's.

Yan Zhilan pursed her lips, looked away, and couldn't look any further, she felt her face was hotter than the hot tea in her hand.

Xiao Ruoyan worked in an orderly manner, after washing, wiping the table, sweeping the floor, plowing the floor...

Seeing that she was about to finish her work.

Yan Zhilan stood up, "I'll get you a glass of juice too."

In the refrigerator at home, she always has passion fruit that Xiao Ruoyan likes.

Taking advantage of washing her hands while getting juice for her, Yan Zhilan took out the medicine bottle from her pocket, and quickly poured out the white pills, fearing that Xiao Ruoyan would see her, so she swallowed without even drinking the water.

Xiao Ruoyan has been sweeping the floor intently, and doesn't seem to be looking at her.

Yan Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief, and she went over to squeeze the juice for her.

"Buzzing" the sound of the juice extractor sounded, Xiao Ruoyan cleaned everything and sat quietly on the sofa in the living room and waited.

Yan Zhilan walked over with the passion fruit juice and handed it to her, "Try it."

Xiao Ruoyan looked into her eyes and handed it over, took a sip, "It's delicious."

Yan Zhilan smiled, and was about to say something, Xiao Ruoyan pointed to the sofa opposite, "Sit down, I have something to ask you."

Dazed, Yan Zhilan obediently sat across from her, Xiao Ruoyan stared at her with a pair of dark eyes, Yan Zhilan felt inexplicably guilty from this "interrogation of a prisoner" stare, she raised her hand to cover up her sexuality He stroked the broken hair on his forehead, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ruoyan stared into her eyes, and asked lightly, "What medicine did you take?"

Heart, thump.

Yan Zhilan tilted her head, "What kind of medicine? No."

No?

Xiao Ruoyan really didn't rub the sand in his eyes, and let it go coldly: "One time I secretly ate it in the hotel without me, and the other time just now, white pills as big as fingernails, what are they?"

Yan Zhilan's heart was a little flustered, many past events flooded up, and her father's serious voice was in her mind.

—Look how crazy you have become?

Even if she comes back, knowing that you will not accept it.

You really value the relationship between you too much.

……

"I have a cold and my throat hurts." Yan Zhilan replied quickly, she obviously didn't want to continue the topic when she got up, "I'm going to make a cup of coffee, I—"

Not finished yet.

Tightening her wrist, Xiao Ruoyan grabbed her, and Yan Zhilan turned to look at her, with panic and helplessness in her eyes.

Xiao Ruoyan's heart was pierced, she didn't let go, she hugged him directly, and put her on her lap.

Yan Zhilan became even more flustered, this kind of intimacy was what she dreamed of.

But now she just wants to escape.

Xiao Ruoyan, who had always been gentle to her, was very strong this time. She hugged Xiaoyan tightly, and surrounded her with her breath and the heat of her body.

Until Yan Zhilan stopped struggling, Xiao Ruoyan moved up with her arms around her waist, gently holding Yan Zhilan's face.

Like a teenager.

She raised her head, and gently rubbed the tip of her nose with the tip of her nose. For a while, she smelled her breath.

She has eyes only for her.

So is she.

In Xiao Ruoyan's arms, Yan Zhilan's tense body finally relaxed, she leaned her head on her neck, and softly called: "Ayan."

Xiao Ruoyan: "I'm here."

"Ayan."

Yan Zhilan called her again, with a trembling voice, and she raised her hand, as if wanting to be sure, and slowly touched her cheek.

Her nose, her eyes, her lips...

It's real, not an illusion.

Xiao Ruoyan felt uncomfortable, she hugged Yan Zhilan tightly, Yan Zhilan rubbed her neck like a wounded cat, and whispered softly: "Give me a little time, I...I don't know how to tell you yet. "

She didn't know how to tell her.

Even more afraid of losing her.

Xiao Ruoyan tightened her arms, buried her head on her neck, smelled the fragrance of her body, and said softly: "I promise you, but you have to remember that no matter what happens, I will never leave again Yes, you know?"

Yan Zhilan was hugged tightly, and Xiao Ruoyan's powerful heartbeat could be heard, she buried her head in her arms, her eyes were moist: "Yes."

The two hugged quietly for a while.

Xiao Ruoyan didn't want Xiaoyan to be sad, so she leaned close to her ear and said softly, "By the way, Xiaoyan."

Yan Zhilan raised her head, "Huh?"

Xiao Ruoyan: "I have to go back to yesterday's hotel later."

"Why?" Yan Zhilan frowned slightly, she didn't want to be separated from Xiao Ruoyan for a moment, Xiao Ruoyan said seriously: "I lost my shirt."

Yan Zhilan froze for a moment.

Xiao Ruoyan looked into her eyes with a smile that was not a smile: "I have to go to the front desk of the hotel and ask, what kind of black shop is this, and which thief is so bold, why did I lose my shirt after staying for one night?"