The weather is approaching May is cool and warm. A heavy rain suddenly comes. Lightning breaks through the dim sky in the evening. The surging dark clouds roar with anger. The large raindrops mixed with strong winds are coming. Carrying a sharp burst sound, whipping the glass of the streets wildly. The branches sway left and right. The rain water drips like mushroom heads dripping to the ground, shaking waves bigger than the circles.
The heavy rain came too fiercely, and the school gate was only a few dozen meters away from the road. Zou Bei came back from the event venue and was always weak and unable to raise his energy. Originally, Nan Qianmo said he wanted to send it off, but he thought that he would leave first and took the organizer away, so he was embarrassed.
It was a storm and storm before getting on the bus.
Pushing open the car door, Zou Bei hugged his head and stepped on his three-inch high heels, and he rushed to the school gate in a mess. The security guard at the door smiled at the embarrassment of these children.
Zou Bei stopped shaking the water and squeezed out a smile to give it to the security guard. In fact, he was extremely unhappy. Just say you can just look at it. It was too much to smile so happily. On Saturday, I wonder how many classmates complained in the dormitory. Zou Bei thought about going back to accompany Dingdang quickly.
Suddenly, Zou Beile tightened his dry throat and stood in place without saying a word, staring at him with breath. The whole world was as quiet as steel, and the air was filled with an invisible pressure, which made people breathe rapidly and accelerated.
Her crystal clear pupils contained panic and shock that could not be expressed in words, and her thinking paused for a moment. Her limbs and joints were stiff enough to move. Only the thin lip line of the ice up and down could be seen that she shouted: Dad...
Two steps away, Zou Feng stared at the man in front of him. The dark brown eyes ignited and flamed, wave after wave, ignoring the heavy rain hitting his back. He pinched the canvas handbag tightly, gently lifted his left hand, stroked the face that he had been thinking about day and night, wiped off the tears on her cheek, and his hoarse voice was as gentle as ever: I'll see you.
The outer coat with the smell of earth fell on the shoulder armor like a hazy one: Don’t you feel cold when you put it on?
Zou Bei did not respond or refuse. The heat absorbed by Leng Yu felt the warmth of her skin again. Time and space did not exist in her eyes, and her breath only had the unique question, which was clear and fragrant, and it kept swaying in her mind.
After a while, I heard my heartbeat returning to a steady and regular sound, and the restless air gradually calmed down. Zou Bei pounced on the wide chest of the man opposite, listening to the excited heartbeat, gently hugging the man's neck. The long-lost tense nerves were temporarily relaxed, and the head buried deep in his chest shook gently: It's not cold.
Silly girl.
Zou Feng held the bag in his right hand and harshly the poster on her back, pressed the heavy head of her heart with his left hand, stroked the wet hair of the rain. Once and then, the hoarse voice was like the soft hand of her mother, and with the love of a kind father, it was irresistible and unstoppable.
Zou Bei couldn't help but get closer to the man. The calm and pampering voice penetrated the air, drifting across his heart, the waves were rising and falling like a wave. It was so gentle and charming, like fog and smoke, and the illusion of confusing thoughts floated slowly into the air.
Zou Bei no longer remembers how he came to the room. He was as if he was in a dream. He sat at the end of the bed in a daze. When he was wearing a clean towel on his body, Zou Bei grabbed the rough big hand with his back hand, raised his eyes to stare at the person in front of him, and was stunned and stupid. He held the big hand tightly for a moment, rubbed his cheek against the back of his hand with his cheek, and cried silently, crying quietly.
Zou Feng knelt on one knee, leaned forward and hugged her, and said lightly: Baby, cry whenever you want to cry, there is dad here... dad here, it's okay... it's okay.
He knew his daughter's abnormality during this period, and hung up his phone again and again, without any news. When he saw her today, his heart that was so nervous that she fell to her throat was true.
dad!dad!dad!
Zou Bei's loud roar was as helpless as a baby. She hugged Zou Feng's hands and wanted to tie the heart tightly in her arms. Aggrieved and sadness were not enough to express Zou Bei's mood at this moment. Perhaps she could only call for this name at this moment. When she saw this person, she was immediately taken away from her breath and was addicted to everything in front of her.
Baby... Those gentle calls were Zou Feng, those who showed deep affection in their calmness were Zou Feng, and those who hugged him were Zou Feng, who was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye. His straight backbone, his mature and handsome eyebrows, his tightly pursed lips, and his doting eyes could melt snow and melt ice, his nails to the palms, his toes to hair, every inch, leaving endless tenderness and affection.
If it wasn't for how long it took Zou Bei to see Zou Feng, it's been a few months since the start of school to the present, and this face is still the same, which has condensed so much bitter thoughts and how many times she has been looking forward to?
After exiting his arms, Zou Bei's cheeks flushed slightly. He realized that he had lost his composure, but he was facing Zou Feng's eyes. His index finger slid down his eyebrows, stroked the corner of his mouth that was expressing love words along the bridge of his high nose, and murmured: Dad...
Baby... Zou Feng looked at her with a smile.
Is it sad to meet again after a long separation? Zou Bei doesn't understand, but she has a lot to say at this moment, but she doesn't know where to start. She can only keep calling "Dad" and finally repeating her screams, shouting weakly, slowly the corners of her red and swollen eyes were tested, and the tip of her cute nose sucked and laughed.
Zou Feng smiled and tightened the slippery bath towel for her, wrapped his naughty hands tightly, and asked: Are you still cold?
The pair of long sleeves on her chest blew her hair in the cold wind, pity spread it in her palm and whispered: What a pity for that beautiful black hair.
Haha, then I'll go back tomorrow?
When he put down his hair and sat next to him, Zou Bei leaned over gently, feeling the happiness at this moment, holding Zou Feng's fingertips on his right hand and pinching Zou Feng's skin bit by bit.
Just like you like it.Zou Feng's quiet answer.
Zou Bei stood up with a heart tense, stepped on his legs and sat down, blinking at him: Dad likes it, I haven't asked you yet.
What?Zou Feng held the slender waist of the man with both hands, and the fantasy of the towel came into his palm through the temperature of the towel.
Why did it come suddenly?Zou Bei asked in a low voice, his forehead against his chin, and his face became slightly hot.
Don't want me to come?Zou Feng's warm lips brushed across her cheeks and straightened his ears, and said softly: Worry about you.
The momentary touch made Zou Bei nervous, and a severe pain in his heart. It was Ah, she didn't contact him, she was escaping, she was always unwilling to be happy, she was never able to turn the corner, the eyes of the world, the rules of life, reputation, secularity, reproduction, family...
All of this will one day completely defeat her.
The heavy rain came too fiercely, and the school gate was only a few dozen meters away from the road. Zou Bei came back from the event venue and was always weak and unable to raise his energy. Originally, Nan Qianmo said he wanted to send it off, but he thought that he would leave first and took the organizer away, so he was embarrassed.
It was a storm and storm before getting on the bus.
Pushing open the car door, Zou Bei hugged his head and stepped on his three-inch high heels, and he rushed to the school gate in a mess. The security guard at the door smiled at the embarrassment of these children.
Zou Bei stopped shaking the water and squeezed out a smile to give it to the security guard. In fact, he was extremely unhappy. Just say you can just look at it. It was too much to smile so happily. On Saturday, I wonder how many classmates complained in the dormitory. Zou Bei thought about going back to accompany Dingdang quickly.
Suddenly, Zou Beile tightened his dry throat and stood in place without saying a word, staring at him with breath. The whole world was as quiet as steel, and the air was filled with an invisible pressure, which made people breathe rapidly and accelerated.
Her crystal clear pupils contained panic and shock that could not be expressed in words, and her thinking paused for a moment. Her limbs and joints were stiff enough to move. Only the thin lip line of the ice up and down could be seen that she shouted: Dad...
Two steps away, Zou Feng stared at the man in front of him. The dark brown eyes ignited and flamed, wave after wave, ignoring the heavy rain hitting his back. He pinched the canvas handbag tightly, gently lifted his left hand, stroked the face that he had been thinking about day and night, wiped off the tears on her cheek, and his hoarse voice was as gentle as ever: I'll see you.
The outer coat with the smell of earth fell on the shoulder armor like a hazy one: Don’t you feel cold when you put it on?
Zou Bei did not respond or refuse. The heat absorbed by Leng Yu felt the warmth of her skin again. Time and space did not exist in her eyes, and her breath only had the unique question, which was clear and fragrant, and it kept swaying in her mind.
After a while, I heard my heartbeat returning to a steady and regular sound, and the restless air gradually calmed down. Zou Bei pounced on the wide chest of the man opposite, listening to the excited heartbeat, gently hugging the man's neck. The long-lost tense nerves were temporarily relaxed, and the head buried deep in his chest shook gently: It's not cold.
Silly girl.
Zou Feng held the bag in his right hand and harshly the poster on her back, pressed the heavy head of her heart with his left hand, stroked the wet hair of the rain. Once and then, the hoarse voice was like the soft hand of her mother, and with the love of a kind father, it was irresistible and unstoppable.
Zou Bei couldn't help but get closer to the man. The calm and pampering voice penetrated the air, drifting across his heart, the waves were rising and falling like a wave. It was so gentle and charming, like fog and smoke, and the illusion of confusing thoughts floated slowly into the air.
Zou Bei no longer remembers how he came to the room. He was as if he was in a dream. He sat at the end of the bed in a daze. When he was wearing a clean towel on his body, Zou Bei grabbed the rough big hand with his back hand, raised his eyes to stare at the person in front of him, and was stunned and stupid. He held the big hand tightly for a moment, rubbed his cheek against the back of his hand with his cheek, and cried silently, crying quietly.
Zou Feng knelt on one knee, leaned forward and hugged her, and said lightly: Baby, cry whenever you want to cry, there is dad here... dad here, it's okay... it's okay.
He knew his daughter's abnormality during this period, and hung up his phone again and again, without any news. When he saw her today, his heart that was so nervous that she fell to her throat was true.
dad!dad!dad!
Zou Bei's loud roar was as helpless as a baby. She hugged Zou Feng's hands and wanted to tie the heart tightly in her arms. Aggrieved and sadness were not enough to express Zou Bei's mood at this moment. Perhaps she could only call for this name at this moment. When she saw this person, she was immediately taken away from her breath and was addicted to everything in front of her.
Baby... Those gentle calls were Zou Feng, those who showed deep affection in their calmness were Zou Feng, and those who hugged him were Zou Feng, who was afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye. His straight backbone, his mature and handsome eyebrows, his tightly pursed lips, and his doting eyes could melt snow and melt ice, his nails to the palms, his toes to hair, every inch, leaving endless tenderness and affection.
If it wasn't for how long it took Zou Bei to see Zou Feng, it's been a few months since the start of school to the present, and this face is still the same, which has condensed so much bitter thoughts and how many times she has been looking forward to?
After exiting his arms, Zou Bei's cheeks flushed slightly. He realized that he had lost his composure, but he was facing Zou Feng's eyes. His index finger slid down his eyebrows, stroked the corner of his mouth that was expressing love words along the bridge of his high nose, and murmured: Dad...
Baby... Zou Feng looked at her with a smile.
Is it sad to meet again after a long separation? Zou Bei doesn't understand, but she has a lot to say at this moment, but she doesn't know where to start. She can only keep calling "Dad" and finally repeating her screams, shouting weakly, slowly the corners of her red and swollen eyes were tested, and the tip of her cute nose sucked and laughed.
Zou Feng smiled and tightened the slippery bath towel for her, wrapped his naughty hands tightly, and asked: Are you still cold?
The pair of long sleeves on her chest blew her hair in the cold wind, pity spread it in her palm and whispered: What a pity for that beautiful black hair.
Haha, then I'll go back tomorrow?
When he put down his hair and sat next to him, Zou Bei leaned over gently, feeling the happiness at this moment, holding Zou Feng's fingertips on his right hand and pinching Zou Feng's skin bit by bit.
Just like you like it.Zou Feng's quiet answer.
Zou Bei stood up with a heart tense, stepped on his legs and sat down, blinking at him: Dad likes it, I haven't asked you yet.
What?Zou Feng held the slender waist of the man with both hands, and the fantasy of the towel came into his palm through the temperature of the towel.
Why did it come suddenly?Zou Bei asked in a low voice, his forehead against his chin, and his face became slightly hot.
Don't want me to come?Zou Feng's warm lips brushed across her cheeks and straightened his ears, and said softly: Worry about you.
The momentary touch made Zou Bei nervous, and a severe pain in his heart. It was Ah, she didn't contact him, she was escaping, she was always unwilling to be happy, she was never able to turn the corner, the eyes of the world, the rules of life, reputation, secularity, reproduction, family...
All of this will one day completely defeat her.
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