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The next day the two slept until they woke up naturally. Yu Yi woke up earlier than Song Yiyuan. As soon as he woke up, he felt a warm and soft person in his arms. There was Song Yiyuan's unique body fragrance in his breath, which made him extremely satisfied. He glanced at Song Yiyuan a few times, then uncontrollably placed small and gentle kisses, from forehead to eyes, from nose to chin, one on the left cheek, one on the right cheek, one on the left ear, one on the right ear. Song Yiyuan woke up from the loving kiss. Before she even opened her eyes, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she actively raised her face to enjoy his kiss.
The two of them got tired of lying in bed for a while, then got up to clean up the messy bedroom. Yu Yi took the sheets and quilt covers and threw them into the washing machine. He saw two Song Yiyuan's coats on the coffee table, and took them to wash together. He walked out again, walked to the messy coffee table, and tidied up the documents.
Under two fashion magazines, four letters suddenly appeared. Yu Yi paused.
The man packed everything, then picked up four letters and threw them into the trash can.
Song Yiyuan tidied up the bedroom and came out. She originally wanted to tidy up the coffee table. As soon as she came out, she saw that the coffee table had been tidied up. She kissed Yu Yi and asked, "What do you want to drink?"
"coffee."
Song Yiyuan went to make two cups of coffee. The two of them sat on the sofa, Song Yiyuan leaned against him, and drank coffee quietly together.
Song Yiyuan saw the letter in the trash can, said "Hey", stretched out her hand and took it out, "I thought it was gone." Looking at Yu Yi, she laughed dumbly, "Did you lose it?"
"Yeah." The man took the letter from Song Yiyuan and threw it into the trash can again.
Inexplicably arrogant?
Song Yiyuan pouted, lying on his lap, looking up at him, "I didn't even take it apart." As if asking for praise.
Yu Yi kissed her: "It's best if you don't accept it."
"It's all tucked away in books, bags, and scripts. It's hard to guard against." Song Yiyuan was also distressed and stretched out her hand to show him, "I've never taken it off."
"Others don't believe it." Yu Yi said.
"Do diamonds look so fake?" Song Yiyuan said.
Yu Yi looked at her helplessly, "You are too young."
Song Yiyuan glared at him, "Don't mention my age."
"I was mentioning your beauty."
¡°Okay, men are all sweet-tongued creatures.¡±
Yu Yi: "???"
Song Yiyuan smiled.
Song Yiyuan went to the debate team in the afternoon and met Wang Huang on the way. Wang Huang was a little lost.
Song Yiyuan laughed at him: "Are you broken in love?"
Wang Huang made a muffled "hmm" sound.
¡°When you fall in love when you are young, the result is not the most important, the process is.¡±
¡°There¡¯s not even a process.¡±
"Now I feel that there is no process. Only later will I realize how long the process is." Song Yiyuan smiled, "I will miss it all my life."
Wang Huang looked straight at her, "How does senior sister know?"
"Of course I have read it."
"Have you ever fallen deeply in love with someone, then let it go, and then fell in love with someone new?" Wang Huang was a little sad, "Can't you only love one person in your life?"
Song Yiyuan felt soft in her heart and had a lot of thoughts. She also felt that such an innocent and confused boy was very cute. She said: "When we were young, we felt that our hobbies would be too long to live with. 'Love till old age' is an easy thing. It is easy." It just comes to an end, but in fact, love doesn¡¯t last as long as we think, it lasts longer than we think.¡±
"What if I insist on love? Let it go on with time."
"This is your wish, not your emotion." Song Yiyuan said, "Love is not a wish, love is instinct." Love is instinct, not loving is also instinct. When you don't love, insist on loving, the person who loves and the person who is loved Feel it all.
"So you accepted your instinct?"
"Yes. Let yourself go."
Wang Huang said nothing.
Song Yiyuan smiled and said: "Okay, okay, although it is cruel, it may not be a happy thing. Love someone until you are exhausted, and you can love another person again. How brave and lucky."
"But I want to love only one person for the rest of my life." Young people are always particularly stubborn.
"It is true that loving only one person in your life is miraculous luck." Song Yiyuan did not think he was naive, but said seriously: "When we love everyone, we want to keep going. When we love the first person , I wanted to be with him for the rest of my life, but that didn't work out, and I met a second person, and I thought it might be a lifetime, but that didn't work When I was in love, I never thought that there would be a day when I wouldn't love you anymore, but when it comes , and I feel that the only way?Write to heaven - she originally planned to do so, but when Yu Yi said it, she realized that she had made a big and stupid mistake.
What are you proud of, Song Yiyuan? She couldn't help but reflect seriously: The things people write the most must be some kind of concentrated reflection of people. Why do people always write about happy endings? Has your writing been bad enough to reach this point now?
Because a happy reunion is not that easy in reality!
Why do people always love to write about vigorous love?
Because there is so little love like this!
Why do people start writing plain truths?
Because people are paying more and more attention to daily life.
How much reality is hidden in it, why do you have to pretend to be elegant in order to avoid being vulgar? Why not write because others are bad at writing?
Let yourself go and let the book choose itself.
Song Yiyuan turned around and sat down at the computer desk, and started typing.
The man looked at her for a while, then sat back in his seat and started working.
Song Yiyuan wrote until four in the morning, and Yu Yi stayed with her until four in the morning.
Song Yiyuan printed it out and gave it to Yu Yi: "My love, please be the first to read it."
"It's a great honor."
The two of them kissed.
Yu Yi was about to take a look when Song Yiyuan closed it for him. Yu Yi didn't know why, Song Yiyuan pointed to the time: "Sleep."
"I am not sleepy."
"I'm sleepy." Song Yiyuan looked at him, "I can't sleep without you."
"sleep."
The two slept in each other's arms. The manuscript was placed quietly on the bedside. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com