The arrogant little green plum is sweet and sticky, and is peeking at me again

The flowers were still blooming, but the flowers were still blooming.

There was romance, but in the end the six people had to clean up the mess.

The bright red roses swayed in the wind. Xu Mier lowered his eyes and reached out to pull them out of the sand one by one and held them in his arms. The thorns had been trimmed, and the thorny roses became docile.

The other people cleaned up the mess much faster, and threw it directly into the garbage bag prepared in advance in three or five strokes.

This was given by the boss for free.

Feng Zheng sighed while cleaning up, "Brother Yan is really rich!"

You know, fireworks burn money in addition to romance.

Yan Shu originally wanted to say that it was actually okay, but when he thought of something, he turned it into, "Oh, it's okay, just save some money later."

Sure enough, Xu Mi'er glanced at him with a look of reluctance in her eyes.

Yan Shu ticked himself in his heart, well, today's mission of making my wife feel sorry for me has been accomplished.

Zhang Xian had already set up her phone on the other side, and ran over and said, "Stop chatting and look at the camera!"

A group of young people looked at the camera at the same time, and the camera counted down to three seconds and froze.

Behind them was the dark night and the deep sea.

But they had bright smiles on their faces. Except for the two people in the middle, everyone looked a little embarrassed, and the three boys were holding a garbage bag in their hands.

But the little girl holding a rose in the middle had bright eyes, and the smile on her face was enough to illuminate the entire dark night.

It can also illuminate Yan Shu's life.

On the way back, Zhang Xian sent the photos to the big group where everyone was, so she didn't have to hide it from Xu Mi'er, so she naturally chatted in the big group.

She held Xu Mi'er's arm, "I feel I have a great talent for photography."

"It's a beautiful photo." Xu Mi'er looked at herself in the photo, with Yan Shu next to her.

The photos were taken in succession. Except for the first photo when he looked at the camera, Yan Shu's eyes were always on Xu Mi'er.

At this time, she looked up at Yan Shu, who was being dragged to the room by Feng Zheng's neck.

He also tried to turn around and wave to Xu Mi'er and Zhang Xian.

Xu Mi'er waved to him. Zhang Xian had already opened the door. Cheng Xu and Luo Yulin booked the room later and were not on the same floor as them.

Zhang Xian wanted to take a shower as soon as she came in, but before she went in, she remembered that Xu Mi'er had mysophobia, "Mi'er, do you want to take a shower first?"

Xu Mi'er waved his hand, "No, you go first, you should feel very uncomfortable."

After Zhang Xian went in, Xu Mi'er saved all the photos.

Then he opened a separate album.

The name is very long: "Natsume Soseki's Moonlight"

The photos in it are all photos of Yan Shu and Xu Mi'er.

She looked at the name of the album with gentle eyes.

The smile on her lips was very sweet.

There was a sentence in the love letter she confessed to Yan Shu before: I want to give you a gift, which is Natsume Soseki's Moonlight.

This sentence is equivalent to "I like you".

Yan Shu didn't see it at that time, but it doesn't matter, Xu Mi'er thinks he will find it one day.

Compared with the girls here, Yan Shu, who just returned to the room, was almost assassinated by Feng Zheng.

After finally kicking him away, Yan Shu looked at the black and gray sheets and said decisively, "You sleep on this bed tonight!"

Feng Zheng cursed, "Get out!"

Then he looked at Yan Shu's face and clicked his tongue twice, "You are so good tonight!"

Don't talk about girls, Feng Zheng thought about it, if a girl pursued him like this, he would definitely be moved!

Yan Shu glanced at him, "Otherwise, it's for my wife to see."

"No, this is my wife?" Feng Zheng said doubtfully, "This is my wife?"

Thinking of Xu Mi'er, Yan Shu's expression became gentle, "She was originally my wife."

"Actually, Yan Shu, has anyone ever told you that you have a scumbag face?" Feng Zheng said.

Yan Shu's expression froze for a moment, and he said to Feng Zheng with a fake smile, "No, but someone must have told you that you deserve a beating! If it hadn't happened before, it would have happened today!"

Feng Zheng said, "Fuck it!", turned around and quickly went into the bathroom.

Yan Shu rolled his eyes at the closed bathroom door. This guy's mouth should be welded shut!

Then Yan Shu took out his mobile phone to collect pictures, um, and the solo photo of Xu Mi'er that Zhang Xian sent him in private.

Yan Shu secretly saved the photo and sent a big red envelope to Zhang Xian.

Then he privately chatted with Xu Mi'er, [Have you taken a shower? ]

[No, Zhang Xian took a shower first. 】

Yan Shu was about to ask her if she wanted to have a midnight snack, when Xu Mi'er sent another message, [I am really happy tonight, Yan Shu, I feel like I won't be able to sleep. ]

Yan Shu looked at this message and thought of something, [As someone who makes you happy

Xing's reward, can I make a request? Not excessive! I promise! ]

[Yes, but not the love letter. ]

During this period, Yan Shu has indeed thought of many ways to coax Xu Mi'er to tell him what the content of the love letter was.

Yan Shu felt that if he didn't know, he would probably die in the future when he was old, and the coffin would not be able to cover it, and his eyes would have to be open. This would be a lifelong regret!

At this time, looking at Xu Mi'er's message, he sighed with some regret. Xu Mi'er understood him too well.

[Then tell me, why me? ]

Why Yan Shu?

This is also the question that Zhang Xian asked Xu Mi'er while lying on the bed after taking a bath. There are indeed many people who like Xu Mi'er, and Yan Shu is indeed very handsome, but he is not the most outstanding one, right?

The first sentence Xu Mi'er said when he turned his head and looked at Zhang Xian was the one he answered Yan Shu, "Because in his eyes, I am just an ordinary person."

A sick child is an alien in the eyes of other children, even if she is liked by teachers and parents. This situation is more obvious the younger the child is.

Teachers would say, "Be careful, don't mess with Mi'er, don't let her do naughty things..."

Other parents who knew she was ill would tell their children, "Don't bully others, stay away from her..."

"I have never had many friends since I was a child. No, I have only had one Yan Shu since I was a child."

In Yan Shu's eyes, Xu Mi'er was just a "weak" friend.

He took Xu Mi'er with him wherever he went.

He was not afraid of being laughed at by other children, even if they had just quarreled the day before and ignored each other.

But Yan Shu would still wait for Xu Mi'er with a stern face the next day.

"It was like this until junior high school. He kept saying that I was annoying, but he never left me..." Xu Mi'er whispered, "He told me that I was the same as everyone else. If I couldn't do strenuous exercise, I wouldn't exercise. Anyway, I would be sweaty and smell bad after exercise..."

Yan Shu said, "It's so nice to have a little girl smell good. They talk about you because they are jealous. Xu Mi'er, you are so good, just let them go in sports."

Xu Mi'er thought of Yan Shu who looked unnatural but still tried to comfort her that afternoon, and couldn't help but smile, "Zhang Xian, you didn't know us until high school, so you may not understand. I was brought up by Yan Shu, and he protected me for so many years... You may only see me chasing after him every day, but you don't see that he never dared to speed up."

Yan Shu was actually afraid that I couldn't keep up, and that I would get lost.

He knew that I was not good at sports.

Yan Shu may not have noticed it himself, but I did!