It’s Colder Today

In order to better allow customers to check the appearance at the sink, the lights here are very bright, and the light bulb falls in her eyes, forming a small light spot.

The light distracted Shiyun's vision. She endured the dazzling light and tried her best to focus on looking at him in her dizzy state after drinking.

Wei Zongying looked into Shi Yun's eyes, and he caught the love in her slightly blurred eyes.

He didn't expect that she would still look at him like this after being separated for so long.

She whispered again: "I can't find you..."

He whispered softly, his tone sounded aggrieved.

Wei Congying rubbed her cheek with his thumb. She was a good match for her, and the phone call was really a magical thing. Shi Yun's dependence and love for her should be very useful to Wei Cong.

Wei Zong responded: "I'm here."

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The morning sun still couldn't penetrate the curtained room head-on, so it could only look for opportunities in the gaps, and finally formed a light-colored "one" under the curtains.

The shower switch seemed not to be turned off properly, and there was a loud sound of water dripping from the bathroom.

The phone on the bedside table rang several times, and Shi Yun turned over, feeling pain all over his body and head.

Half of her face was buried in the pillow, and she struggled to raise her arm to pick up the phone.

There was a female voice on the other end of the phone, which seemed to be a hotel staff member: "...Hey, I'm sorry to disturb your rest. It's like this. You booked a room at our hotel at 1:30 yesterday afternoon and you have to check out in half an hour. Please don't forget. If you haven't had enough rest and still need to renew your room, then I will help you register... Do you need to renew your room?"

I don’t know how many times the receptionist repeated this routine paragraph.

Shi Yun opened her mouth and was about to speak, but her throat hurt so much that it felt as if someone secretly came to the room last night and dug out her vocal cords. Even the talkative person had never felt like this all day.

She desperately needed sleep.

"need."

Shi Yun struggled to squeeze out these two words from his throat, and did not respond to the apology on the other end for disturbing the tenant's rest. He put the phone on the bedside table, not caring whether it was put back on the landline.

After the world returned to quiet, Shiyun turned over after sleeping on his side for too long.

But what he encountered was not a quilt or his other half's bed, but a warm body. He was lying with his back to Shi Yun, unable to see his face.

Before her brain could catch up, she closed her eyes again. The person next to her also turned over, and a thick arm was placed on Shi Yun's body. The weight should not be underestimated.

Shiyun was so pressed that she couldn't breathe, so she kicked the person next to her on the calf with her feet under the quilt. The man misunderstood and hugged her with his arms: "I'm going to bed, can you be more honest?"

"No." Shi Yun already had a sore throat, "He Yun, you..."

As soon as the last three words of the sentence came out, the room suddenly became so quiet that there was no sound of breathing. There was a slight movement on her body, but a hand held her chin, pushed her cheek, and forced Shiyun to look at him.

Half of his face was hidden in the soft pillow. He was not wearing any clothes. The quilt only covered his chest, leaving his shoulders and two arms outside. His hair was a little messy, and some green stubble popped out from his chin.

The lines of the arms, shoulders and neck are revealed, and there are scratches, teeth marks and scars from surgery on the shoulders. He opened his eyes, and his peach-blossom eyes looked a bit fierce now that he wasn't smiling. His voice was still a little hoarse for someone who had just woken up: "Whose name did you call?"

The wine had evaporated. Shi Yun looked at him, flashing back to last night's scene in her mind. She had done something wrong again.

Anyway, she has already said it, so there is no use in trying to quibble at this time, not to mention that she wants to sleep, so it would be nice to have some reason to keep him from bothering her.

Shi Yun patted his arm: "My ex-boyfriend."

"Damn." Wei Zong responded with a curse word, "Is this really your ex-boyfriend's name?"

After Shi Yun struggled to no avail, she let him pinch her face. Her eyelids were too heavy and she wanted to sleep for a while longer: "Let go, I want to sleep."

He was angry, but she wanted to sleep. Wei Zong was extremely angry, but she added fuel to the fire: "Now you can recall whose name I called when we were having fun last night."

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Before leaving from the toilet last night, he said he was here, and she asked him if he was still leaving?

He said he couldn't leave.

Well, Wei Zong should admit that he had some wild ideas at the time and fell into the trap of conventional wisdom.

I don’t remember which writer said, “The road to a woman’s heart is Yīn|Tao.” It seems to be Zhang Ailing, or he may be mistaken.

In Wei Songying's view, this is also the way to obtain love.

He is not Junichi Watanabe, and he can't use blood to spurt out backwards, or "hiding a sun in the womb" to write a post-action review. He also doesn't like to use beautified words such as "flower bud" or "white rabbit" instead. He likes the direct and clear names in biology textbooks.

After it was over, it was too easy for people to have a feeling that could confuse even themselves. At this time, the body and mind were mostly separated. He rested his head on his arm and thought of not long ago.

He originally planned to take her home. After all, she had been there. Of course, it could be at a nearby hotel or anywhere.

But Shiyun told him that there was a card in the bag.