Lin Yishu&Yan Chenghuan
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That year, Yan Chenghuan was sitting on the balcony enjoying the rain, holding her hand out and feeling the raindrops flowing into her palms. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. She watched the young man in front of her run to the eaves of her house to take shelter from the rain. She didn't know whether the girl lowered her head to look down first or the young man looked up first.
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One year, Lin Yishu accidentally clicked on the photo gallery on his wife's mobile phone. He lowered his head and glanced at the boy in the picture. His hair was messy and his eyes were full of night color. Rain fell into the boy's hair and dripped down the tail of the boy's hair. One earlobe had a cross-shaped earring.
Lin Yishu lowered his head and chuckled, looking at his little wife sitting opposite who was typing, walked over, sat next to her, gently put his arm around her waist and moved towards him, biting his little wife's ear, which was pink and tender.
"Mrs."
"Huh? What's wrong? Don't disturb me while I'm coding."
"Why don't you excuse us from having fun?" Lin Yishu breathed into Yan Chenghuan's ear.
"What's wrong?"
"Huanhuan, why do you like me so much?"
"Huh?"
"And secretly photographed your husband."
Lin Yishu put the phone aside and motioned for her to read it by herself. Yan Chenghuan picked up the phone, looked at the pictures and the person sitting next to him, and shook his head.
Lin Yishu frowned slightly when he looked at his wife's expression.
"What's wrong?"
"Tsk, there is still a difference."
"Just like..."
Lin Yishu interrupted her.
"For example..."
"I used to have only one person, but now I have you."
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I don't like this world
Just because you are in this world
Intention: What the heart thinks is the direction of the heart
