and sharp-tongued. If you want Xiao Heng to have a good impression of you, just change it."Having said that, Jian Tong was already prepared to be humiliated even more impolitely by Qin Mumu.But, for s...At the dinner table, everyone was silent. Those watching only saw her shadow in their eyes.

The woman buried her head, eating bite after bite. The man across from her propped his chin on his hands and watched silently.

Those who do not know the inside story may misunderstand. This is a pair of companions for old age.

When night falls and all is quiet

The weather forecast warns of a cold front approaching. On this very night, the temperature suddenly drops.

Jian Tong woke up to a rustling sound, listening carefully with her ears perked up. She realized the rustling was coming from under the bed.

Getting up quietly, I looked under the bed.

She always felt that this person had strange habits. The sofa in the living room was always better than the floor in her bedroom, but this person, when stubborn, insisted on sleeping on the floor in her bedroom and wouldn't go to the living room to sleep.

If she had a choice, she would rather sleep on the couch in the living room.

At this moment, looking down at the bed, that person's teeth "gritted" and trembled, clutching himself tightly, shrinking like a shrimp.

"Are you awake" In the darkness, a woman's voice, devoid of any spark, asked softly.

The bedroom was deathly silent, with no response forthcoming.

"Feigning sleep isn't done like that." she said calmly.

The person on the ground took a long time, finally rolling over and sheepishly opening their eyes to look at her.

Of course, in the bedroom at night, the woman did not see the man's embarrassed expression.

"Tongtong," the man whispered softly, as if to indicate he was awake.

On the bed, the woman moved, "My feet are cold."

Far apart in terms of nature, he gently spoke. Hearing this, the man on the ground immediately popped out from under the covers: "Cold" I'll help you cover up, cover up and you won't be cold anymore."

She hardly had to think about it, sure enough, in a moment, her icy feet felt as if they were nestled by a warm hearth. Even for someone who was accustomed to cold feet like hers, she couldn't help but relax her brows with comfort at this moment.

"Have you remembered anything recently..."

As if in casual conversation, she asked.

The person at the foot of the bed gently covered her feet while lightly pressing on each acupuncture point on the soles of her feet with their fingers.

Hearing this, she said indifferently: "Tongtong is so strange, Uncle Xichen is also very strange, always asking Axiu if he remembers anything.

"Did Ash forget something"

In the darkness, a pair of jet-black eyes watched the streetlights outside, their pupils reflecting a glimmer of light as they passed. Jian Tong opened his mouth... but was rendered speechless.

What did he forget

"Tongtong, you always ask Ah Xiu what he remembers and what he should remember.

If Ah-Xiu forgets something, Tong-Tong remembers. Tong-Tong can tell Ah-Xiu.

Under the quilt, the woman's hand clenched and unclenched for a long time: "That night, why did you take the blows for me"

She always wanted to ask, but she didn't... Her eyes flickered slightly.

"That hurts, doesn't it Achoo isn't the most afraid of pain, is he"

She spoke softly, with a gentle and peaceful voice. After finishing her words, she pursed her lips.

"Yes, Ashu is most afraid of pain. "

But Ashu didn't want Tongtong to be in pain.

That night, when Tongtong got beaten, Axiu didn't know why, but her heart felt so much pain, so much pain that she wanted to hug Tongtong tightly and hide her away. Tongtong's pain was worse than Axiu's, even more unbearable.

Jian Tong's shoulders stiffened.

The light from outside streamed in, and their eyes adjusted to the darkness.

Jian Tong could vaguely see the man at the foot of the bed, mumbling, "And every time Tong Tong ignores Xiu, here at Xiu's..." She saw the man clutching his chest and said, "It hurts so much. It hurts so much. Tong Tong, do you think Xiu is sick"

The hand under the blanket suddenly clenched, and her palm was instantly slick with sweat.

That person foolishly asked her if he was sick.

Jian Tong stared blankly at the figure at the foot of the bed for a long time. She opened her mouth several times, but found that she couldn't say anything.

“My feet… they’re warm.” After a while, warmth spread through her feet, and there was a rhythmic pressure on the soles. The air remained silent, yet she broke the quiet with what felt like the only appropriate words to say.

He knows it, that person's mind is not clear right now. What need is there to listen carefully to his words What need is there to... listen and let them sink in

Well, he was a man with a mental deficiency, just like an innocent child. Calling him a fool wouldn't be an exaggeration. Why bother… Why would you take the words of a fool to heart

She didn't even realize it, and unconsciously chuckled to herself... The most ridiculous thing was that the most beautiful love words she had ever heard came from a fool's mouth.

"Look, Ah Xiu."

Jian Tong was still lost in her own thoughts and didn't pay attention to what the person at the foot of the bed was saying or doing.

Just as she caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye at the foot of the bed, she blushed and was startled, shrinking her toes: "What are you doing!"

But the man was quite pleased to put her feet down and tuck them back under the covers, pulling them up warmly. "Ah, that's nice and warm," he said.

She suddenly understood, a blush crept uncontrollably onto her face. Remembering what this person had just done, she felt a surge of anger and shame: "Even if you wanted to test the temperature, you didn't have to... you didn't have to... use your face to test it!"

As soon as she thought about how he had just been holding her foot, bringing his face close to it and pressing against her instep, just to see if her foot was really hot... Jian Tong felt like ten thousand horses were galloping through her heart.

He didn't see, her face was now flushed red, glaring angrily at the person at the foot of the bed. Her eyes, moist with anger, shone even brighter in the dim light from outside the window, making the man at the foot of the bed look utterly dumbfounded.

"I... Tongtong, don't be angry with Axiu. Axiu is getting out of bed."

"Wait..." She reached out and tightened her grip on her pajamas inside the blanket.

"Huh"

He was stopped by her, so he stood there dumbfounded with one foot on the bed and the other on the ground. He turned back to look at her, "What are you saying"

She hesitated for a moment, her gaze dropping to the floor. “Go to sleep,” she murmured.

"Hmm."

"I said, tonight we break the rules, you sleep in the bed."

"Huh"

A spark of anger flashed in Jian Tong's eyes. The man looked dumbfounded, "What It suddenly got colder at night. If you get a fever again, Xi Chen and the others will blame me."

I certainly don't want to take care of you anymore.

As she spoke, she moved her body slightly away from the edge of the bed and pointed to the other side: "You sleep here."

Suddenly, that person became happy and giggled as they scurried over, with a "thump," landing beside her on the bed.

"You sleep here, bring your blanket up." She said, "You sleep in your own bed, and besides, no physical contact with me without my permission."

That person was already happily holding the blanket and climbed back up.

The woman felt the bed dip noticeably beside her... She bit her lip, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes.

It should... it should be fine,

Just a child.

Then he chuckled at himself, realizing his paranoia was getting the better of him. He'd overthought things.

Also beware of a child.

"Sleep."

She shrank to the side, turning her body away, leaving an empty half of a person's space beside her.

Beside her, the man lay down as well, lying on his side but facing her, looking at the back of the woman beside him... Such a good child.willingThen who would she sleep withLu ChenCalm emotions suddenly flared up!Isn't this like pouring a basin of cold water into a boiling oil panActually, it's not surprising that Jian Tong thought wro...