The sunlight penetrates the curtains and fills the entire room. I opened my eyes, fumbled to pick up the watch, it was seven o'clock. Looking back, Luo Jie seemed to be awake, sat up straight, put on his glasses, looked carefully, and indeed stared at the ceiling with wide-eyed eyes. I said: "Get up!" She looked at me, her eyes wandered to my legs, and she turned her head away again. Ah, I just noticed that I only wear underwear on my lower body. Fortunately, I didn't take it off in my sleep, ha. In a panic, she took out her pants from the bed, put them on, saw her eyes closed, and didn't bother her anymore, went into the bathroom to wash, and came out after a while and shouted to the room: "I'm going to buy breakfast."
Walk out of the hotel, go straight to KFC under the overpass, buy two breakfasts, and come back easily.
Passing by the front desk, I asked the smiling waiter whether the hotel provides ticket booking service. After getting an affirmative answer, I took out yesterday's ticket and booked the same train number. The waiter looked at my ticket full of doubts, I smiled and explained the reason, joked a few words, and paid. Inform the room number and ask the waiter to deliver the ticket to the room. Everything was done, and I didn't forget to joke with the waiter and praise them for their beauty, and the two smiled brightly.
I lowered my head and sorted my wallet, walked towards the elevator, looked up and saw Luo Jie standing there, looking at me coldly, my face was a little red, probably she saw me joking with the waiter. I put my arms around her shoulders: "Go, go back." She shook off my light hand, turned her head and walked in front, and I could only keep up. Helpless, what's wrong with me?
Stepping into the elevator, I tilted my head to see her serious face, and she also stared at me firmly. Finally, I disarmed: "What's the matter? I'm not happy." She said coldly, "I can't tell, you're pretty good at talking." I couldn't hide my hot face, and the ding of the elevator made me escape from this predicament. .
Back in the room, I didn't dare to look at her still cold, put the breakfast on the table, "Eat."
She didn't move, she sat on the bed and looked out the window. I held the food in front of her and reminded again: "Eat, Miss." Maybe it was the first time I heard this address, or for some other reason, she turned to look at me.
"Okay, I was wrong, please forgive me." Hey, where did I go wrong, I can't figure it out. But finally let her take it,
"Hmph, you don't talk that much to me." As she spoke, tears were brewing in her eyes again, her eyelids trembled, tears were condensing, and finally, over the height of her eye sockets, two tears were ready to burst Eyes burst out. I focused on the flow of tears, what happened, the woman's mind, hard to guess.
He took a step forward and hugged her gently, not knowing how to deal with it, so he could only wait, wait for her to calm down.
A few minutes later, the head lying on my waist moved, as if trying to break free from my hand on it. I let her go and squatted down to look at her, the tears were still persistently clinging to her fair face. I'm a big man, and I don't have the habit of packing handkerchiefs or tissues, so I had to use my clumsy hands to slide along the trail of tears and wipe them away for her.
When I looked up at me again, there were traces of tenderness in the eyes that were so bright from the washing of tears, "Let's eat."
Seeing that she has calmed down, she took out the food, put it on the table, and pulled out the stool, "Please!" Her smile was still so beautiful, although it was a little stiff because of crying.
After dinner, I packed up the sundries and asked her: "Where are we going now?" She had completely recovered and smiled playfully: "I'm not going anywhere. You snored last night, so I didn't sleep much. "Ah, no way, I never heard from my wife that I still have such a hobby. I didn't explain, "Okay then, you can sleep for a while, I'll go out for a walk." She projected melancholy eyes again, and I was so dull that I didn't understand the deep meaning in those eyes, so I walked out of the door and rushed to give wife information. I have simply reported that I have arrived, and I know my wife will reply lightly. Sure enough, it was still a sentence of "I know" that dismissed my anxiety about lying. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com