Jane Yue turned her face away, still unhappy.

"Yan Ce swears that I only love Jianyue alone, and I only have Jianyue's wife in my heart." Yan Ce went around the other side and faced each other's face, "I guarantee that no one can compare to Jianyue's position in Yan Ce's heart."

Jian Yue hummed again, staring away.

Saying that, Yan Ce pulled a piece of hair from his head and put it in Jian Yue's hands, "Once you promise, you will have no regrets about losing your hair."

Jian Yue's reflex arc was a little long, and he was at a loss when he reacted.

"This can be taken seriously." Yan Ce emphasized, "I didn't make fun of it."

Jianyue struggled for a while, so he pulled Yan Ce up with one hand and walked to the bookshelf by the window sill with the other hand twisting his hair. He carefully selected a copy of Tagore's "Crescent Moon", and then turned to the ninetieth Nine pages, folded a corner at the page number, carefully tucked the hair into the pages, and put the book back on the shelf.

After doing all this, Jian Yue felt that the ceremony was over.

"Then the more you forgive Yan Ce." Yan Ce pushed the man closer to the corner, "If we are no longer angry, can we do what we just didn't do?"

Yan Ce's figure and shadow completely surrounded Jian Yue in the corner. This cramped space gave him a sense of psychological security at the right time. Jian Yue was indeed angry, but he refused to show it. Well, you can only stop the other party's mouth again.

The bitter and astringent smell of tobacco soon invaded Yan Ce's sense of smell. The two of them looked at each other for a while. Jian Yue was obviously defeated, closed his eyes, opened his teeth slightly, and his neck slowly slowed down. Leaning back, Yan Ce kissed him more deeply.

Yan Ce pressed Jian Yue's hand holding the cigarette against the wall, repeatedly sniffing the residual smell on it, and fascinated with his lips and tongue, and used it to kiss the other person's fingers back and forth.

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Yan Ce kissed the other man's fingers all the way down to his wrist, "Don't smoke other men's cigarettes in the future."

Jian Yue seemed to be on fire with his fingertips, he nodded confusedly.

"If you want to smoke more and more, you have to tell Yan Ce." Yan Ce bit his partner's sleeve in a wicked way.

Yan Ce didn't want Jian Yue to smoke in his heart, but he couldn't push people too hard, not to mention that Jian Yue had to get used to his current situation.

In the past intimate contacts, Yan Ce's eyes and every move were full of astringent taste, and there were countless petty hobbies such as biting buttons and tongue moles.

Jian Yue was carried by Yan Ce on the bay window, and the white gauze curtain that fluttered in the wind wrapped the two of them into a chrysalis. Jian Yue's two white legs were branched on Yan Ce's shoulders, looking at Yan Ce's hair. Dancing between his legs, he couldn't help but press Yan Ce's head deeper.

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Another month passed.

Jian Yue's condition has improved a lot, but he still seldom speaks, and he still hasn't spoken a word.

And the improvement in state is only reflected in eating more, sleeping soundly, and taking the initiative to go out to find cats and dogs in the ancient town and Xue Ze to play.

However, it is said that every time Jian Yue goes to Xue Ze's place, he is on credit, and his money is always missing, and Yan Ce will come over every three days to settle the bill for Jian Yue.

Jian Yue's state is that the longer he lives, the younger he becomes. He won't have any troubles, and he doesn't need to think about everything. There are strict measures for everything. He will do his best to pave every step of Jian Yue's steps. road.

Yan Ce thought about it, whether it's slow or small, as long as life is moving forward.

But many times Jian Yue still loses his temper inexplicably, hides under the quilt and weeps for no reason, sneaks into the woods outside the ancient town so that Yan Ce can't find anyone, and locks Yan Ce outside the bedroom to prevent him from coming back. room to sleep, etc.

The most serious thing is that Jian Yue will have nightmares all night, or insomnia, and Yan Ce will be useless until dawn.

Therefore, during this period of time, Yan Ce took Jian Yue to visit various famous doctors and old Chinese medicine practitioners in the town, and tried many prescriptions to no avail.

Another hard night passed, a dawn was born, and Jian Yue had to run out early in the morning, so Yan Ce could only rush to keep up.

"It's autumn again." Yan Ce took Jane Yue on the countryside and watched the field of harvest in the field of harvesting rice.

Jian Yue was holding a dog tail in his hand, and he didn't know if he heard what Yan Ce said.

"Vietnam, look at there, there are egrets."

Jian Yue saw that the eyes of the egrets of Chengfei were on.

"Do you remember what the poem I read to you yesterday afternoon?"

Jian Yue stopped, recalled it, and shook his head.

Yan Ce thought that the other party had to sleep in his arms yesterday. How could he remember? He answered gentle and self -answering: "Since ancient times, the autumn is sad and lonely.

"Remember." Jian Yue blinked, saying that he now remembers his heart.

"Yue and more." Yan Ce touched the scene with some things, "I often think of a lot of words you have said, those who ask me to love you, very beautiful and arrogant."

At this time, the egret passed over from the top of their heads, and made a unique poultry, but this time Jane was not attracted to the past.

"I'm thirty, you are almost thirty, and you can still smell the childish taste. You still look like twenty -three. I'm afraid I will not do it well, but I don’t want to just suddenly suddenly in your life. For those who get on the car, I should be the person who is completely retained by you.

"If I have been doing it well, you can't understand what I have been, and if I still make the family messy, I should be able to clean up for sixty years."

Several frames of sadness flashed in Yan Ce's mind. He choked in his neck and arduously said: "But Yan Ce didn't want to respond for 60 years, you have to get better soon, okay."