Flowers bloom silently

Chapter 154 Temptation (1)

After eating a bowl of hot ginger soup, the cold body finally warmed up.It also rained in Chengcheng, but he didn't like the taste of ginger soup, so he barely drank half a bowl and ran to the living room to talk with Xihe on the phone. They chatted about Happy being a cat dad and about the tour, Naturally, there are also crisis issues faced by the group.

While Cheng is happy, he is also troubled, and only in a few cases does he express his emotions.

In order not to disturb Cheng and Xihe's chat, An Keer slipped into the piano room, and Zimo was sitting in the corner drawing on the ground. This place seems to be one of his favorite places to stay, especially when Xihe is here, the brothers are alone Playing the piano and painting, the leisure time is extremely pleasant.She didn't bother Zimo, but sat by the door alone, looking at the stormy back garden.

I'm afraid the rain won't stop today.

she thought to herself.

…Zimo turned the lollipop in his mouth from the right to the left. The moment An Keer walked into the piano room, he couldn’t concentrate on painting. The paintbrush in his hand made messy traces on the paper. Taking a sneak peek at An Keer, she stared at the outside world in a daze, gradually dozed off, and finally fell asleep leaning against the door.

His peeking gradually turned into a kind of staring because of Anke'er's falling asleep. He paid attention to every detail of her, as if he was admiring a masterpiece of a master.

Anker is like a flower that has already been finalized, and the environment in which it grows has perfected all the details. Her beauty can be peaceful and peaceful, like snowflakes fluttering on a windless night, or violent and wild, like this At that time, the outside world wantonly swept away the violent storm in the world.Good and bad, contributed to the indescribable perfection, those fascinating and confusing details are like fine wine in a luminous glass, shining with amber luster, making people unable to help but want to taste it.

He had never had such a strong desire for a girl.His taciturnity is not an obstacle to his pursuit, that obstacle comes from...

He lowered his head slightly, and turned his eyes away from An Ke'er who was struggling.

"Hey, why did you fall asleep in a place like this?" Cheng finished the phone call and walked into the piano room.

Zimo turned over a page of drawing paper, and turned the lollipop in his left mouth to the right. He would rather think that he was transparent, and the brush flowed away again.

Cheng walked up to An Keer and knelt down on one knee. He really thought his younger brother was transparent. He raised his hand to smooth out the messy bangs on An Keer's forehead, and gently traced her cheek with his fingertips. Sliding down, and finally resting on her mouth-
The pen in Zimo's hand stopped, and he raised his gaze to stare at Cheng's back. He was afraid of seeing the scene of Cheng kissing An Keer, which made him feel like a knife was piercing his heart.

"Huh?" An Ke'er was in a light sleep, and Cheng's movements woke her up. She opened her eyes in a daze, smiled at Cheng in front of her, and climbed up while holding onto the edge of the door.

"Sorry for falling asleep." She turned her back to face the garden and yawned.

"You look tired." Cheng also stood up and stood behind her.

"Maybe it's because I followed Happy for too long." Anke looked at a large black cloud rolling from the sea and sighed, "This rain is really heavy, it reminds me of the scene when I first arrived on the island, The rain at that time was about the same as it is now, and my whole body was soaked as soon as I got off the boat."

"Zimo picked you up." Cheng also sighed, "We have gradually become familiar from strangers at the beginning, do you still hate us as much as before?"

"What about you? Will you still reject me like before?"

"I never rejected you."

"Yes, but you have been a punching bag. You are always so angry. You are still so angry. I hope you can get rid of those troubles."

"No, things have changed now." Cheng said meaningfully to An Keer.

Well, he is transparent, whether it is his self-hypnosis or the couple standing in front of the door, he is considered transparent.

Zimo closed the quick description book with a snap, got up, left the piano room, and went upstairs.

That obstacle comes from the city, he has no way to get close to the girl his eldest brother likes.

In the elevator, Zimo thought sadly.

He locked himself in the study room on the third floor, sat in a swivel chair, and faced the world of wind and rain outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The picture of Cheng and An Keer kissing could not help occupying his mind again and again, and the sad tears couldn't help tearing him away. Eye sockets, he wept like a child who lost his most beloved candy.

"Why the city?" He asked helplessly, but no one gave him an answer.

There was a knock at the door, and his grief was forced to stop before it could run wild.He wiped away the tears on his face, sniffed his nose, and adjusted his breathing before answering the door.

"Hey, Zimo!" It was Dai Mengmeng who came in. Zimo was still facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, and because of her arrival, he insisted not to turn around.

"Hey!" He replied, and wiped the glasses that he had taken off before putting them on his nose again. "Is there something wrong?"

"I made sponge cakes, and I brought some because I thought you might eat them." Dai Mengmeng gently placed the plate with two sponge cakes on the desk behind him. "Maybe it's not the right time to deliver, it's almost dinner time."

"You know, I would like to eat anything you make." Zimo said honestly, then slowly turned the chair, facing the desk, two sponge cakes were baked golden, exuding a tempting aroma.He directly picked up one, chewed and swallowed the little lollipop left in his mouth, and took a bite of the sponge cake.

Zimo's eyes were slightly swollen and his nose was slightly red. It looked like he had... cried.Dai Mengmeng looked at him worriedly, and asked lightly, "Are you... all right?"

"What?" Zimo pretended not to understand what she was referring to and slightly raised his head to look at her.

Dai Mengmeng believed that she and Zimo talked about everything, so she pointed directly to her eyes.

"Oh." Zimo couldn't help raising his hand to touch the corner of one of his eyes, and explained, "Just now when I was packing, a small thing jumped into my eye, and it took me a long time to get it out."

"God, are they really all out? Let me see?" Dai Mengmeng walked around the desk worriedly, wanting to check his eyes.

"Oh, no need!" Zimo stretched out his hand to block Dai Mengmeng who was approaching, and refused. "You'd better let me finish this muffin, to be honest, I'm a little hungry."

"Okay!" Dai Mengmeng said and went back to the other side of the desk. She went to the refrigerator next to the bookshelf to get a bottle of drink and unscrewed the cap. .

"Are you hungry or in a bad mood?" Zimo didn't mind, but some of his behaviors were very childish, Dai Mengmeng knew him too well, he just wanted to use food to distract himself.

Zimo pursed his lips lightly, lowered his head, and did not speak.

Dai Mengmeng didn't speak anymore. If she didn't want to say something to her, Zimo must have encountered a very difficult thing.The only thing she could do was to stay by his side silently.

(End of this chapter)