Thinking of the past, junle Yan's lips couldn't help showing a sweet smile.

It's the first full moon night in seven years, but it doesn't hurt. It's really amazing. As long as you hold your hand like this and touch your body, you can completely suppress the pain that tortured her in her body.

"Beichen..." she gently shouted his name.

"Hmm?" his voice sounded in the dark. "Haven't you slept yet?"

"I can't sleep," she said. At this time in the past, she was still experiencing unspeakable pain. Where can she sleep? "Why don't you tell me a story?"

When she was a child, every time she couldn't sleep, he would tell her a story until she fell asleep.

"I don't have any stories now," he said with a chuckle.

"Tell me anything. Tell me the stories you told me when I was a child," she said.

He had no choice but to tell her the old story of Cinderella. He had pity on him for many years and had not told anyone such a fairy tale.

She listened to his story sweetly. She thought that when she was a child, she lived in Mei's house for some time. When she couldn't sleep at night, she would run to his room with her pillow and pester him to tell her a story. Although he was reluctant and even not good at telling stories at the beginning, he would still let her into the house and sleep in his bed, and he told those fairy tales awkwardly.

It's really simple and beautiful memories. These memories, she thought, she will remember them all her life.

"Do you remember the time when I ran to your room on a stormy night and asked you to tell a story?" Jun Leyan suddenly said.

Mei Beichen smiled, "how could she forget." that night, the thunder was loud. She should be afraid, so she ran to his room door and knocked on his door. When he opened the door, she only saw her eyes wet and her little face was a little pale.

He remembered that she said in a young voice with a trace of tears, "I... I want to hear you tell a story... Here... Here."

At that time, he subconsciously felt headache. He told stories... To a little girl. Are you kidding.

At that time, he wanted to close the door directly, but she looked up at him almost without blinking, as if she believed him and would tell her a story.

Then after looking at each other for half a day, finally, he reluctantly let her into the house and told her about Gu all night.

Thinking of this, Mei Beichen looked at junle Yan's eyes more gently in the dark.

Although at the moment, because of the darkness, she could not see his face clearly, but she could feel his sight, as if looking at her.

She couldn't help raising another hand that he didn't hold, and with feeling, she touched his face in the dark.

His body suddenly stiffened. Her fingers stroked the outline of his cheek, his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and finally lingered on his thin lips.

His body suddenly stiffened, "Yan Yan, what are you doing?"

"I wonder if our hands will release unconsciously if we all fall asleep later?" she muttered.

"No," he said with great certainty.

"Are you so sure?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm sure." he was very sure. His nose was full of her breath.