"Yes." Han Ximing nodded with a smile, "almost one a day."

Is that right? Wen Li was stunned. It turned out that he had done such a romantic thing?

Wen Li lowers her head and shoves a spoonful of desserts into her mouth. The sweet taste envelops her tongue and beats on her taste buds. However, Wen Li frowns and doesn't seem to like it.

Han Ximing asked, "what's the matter? Isn't it delicious? "

"No Wen Li shakes her head, and her expression is still not relaxed. "I just wonder, did I like the taste so much before?"

Han Ximing gently held her hand and nodded after a while. “…… Yes

Wen Li is so confused. Can't she remember the past, even her tongue? However, although she didn't like it very much, she still ate a lot.

When Han Ximing wants to get back, it's natural that he wants to eat more. Han Ximing didn't eat slowly, but he didn't seem to gobble it up at all.

Wenliqi said, "you like desserts very much."

"Well." Han Ximing nodded, eyes burning staring at her, "yes."

Wen

Li frowned slightly, and something flashed in her mind, but I can't catch it.

At the end of the dessert party, Han Ximing drove Wenli onto the highway. Wen Li looked at the road a little familiar, "we are going to the seaside?"

Yeah. Han Ximing nodded and pointed to the back, "there's a blanket. Put down the chair. You'll have a long sleep. I see your eyelids drooping all the time. Are you sleepy? "

"Well." Wen Li thinks of this in her stomach and nods to agree. She is really sleepy. I don't know if she was pregnant with stars before?

Wen Li lies down, and Han Ximing turns up the air conditioner to avoid freezing her.

It's getting dark outside the car window

"Xiaobao!" Wen Li suddenly wakes up, abruptly lifts the blanket and sits up.

Han Ximing was stunned and helped her, "Xiao Li, what did you shout just now?"

"Well?" Wen Li was at a loss. "Did I shout something? I... "

"Yes." Han Ximing nodded solemnly and looked at her expectantly, "you just called Xiaobao. Xiaobao, it's me. It's my nickname. Do you remember? "

Wenli is still at a loss.

Han Ximing asked in a different way, "did you dream about something just now?"

Wen Li thought hard, wrinkling his facial features in pain, "ah..."

With a headache, Wen Li covered his temple, "I can't remember, I don't know Did I call Xiao Bao? Why? Why am I doing this? What did I dream about? "

"Xiaoli, Xiaoli!" Han Ximing didn't have the heart to urge her to hold people in her arms. "Well, well, I don't think about it if I don't remember."

Wen Li leaned against him, feeling powerless. Han Ximing coaxed her in a soft voice, "it doesn't matter if you can't remember now, but you will call my nickname when you are asleep, which is a good sign. That's what you used to call me. " “……” Wen Li holds on to Han Ximing's skirt, doesn't she? Maybe. The sound of Xiaobao was more like her instinctive call.

Now she realized that the car had stopped. Leaning in Han Ximing's arms, looking out of the car window, you can vaguely see the distant coast illuminated by lights, and imagine the noisy scene there.

"Have you recovered?" Han Ximing asked her, "do you want to go down for a walk?"

"Well." Wen Li nodded, "I'm fine."

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