The little girl made a 'shush' sound, put a hand on her lips, and said slowly with drunken eyes: "Stop talking, kiss me."
When Wu Binchuan heard this, he made a move. He picked up the half-can of wine left by Wei Yi, raised his head, took a sip, and kissed her.
Wei Yi came close to him, two centimeters away from him, raised her arms and hugged him.
The idea of holding her in his body was like a snake, snaking along Wei Yi's hair, entangling into Wu Binchuan's dry heart, and blooming into a small flower.
"I want to accompany you ashore and don't care about anything else." He thought of the song recommended to him by his students today.
Later, everyone said that Wu Binchuan was always accompanied by a little girl when he was in class, and he called her "Little Only". Wei Yi didn't know whether it was a nickname or a famous name, but the difference was not too big anyway. He responded to him with a smile, and the memo on his phone was filled with drawings of his hands. When the love is full, she waits with the number plate of love, and she always waits for it.
Things about the young painter and the piano teacher.
Concept: A dream of realistic and emotional protagonists