love addiction

She didn't ask directly, but picked up Xiao Shen and asked, "Qingqing, you have been drawing in the room all afternoon, go out for a walk, don't be bored all the time."

Long Qingqing had no choice but to put down the paintbrush in her hand, and after washing her hands, she took Xiao Shen out for a stroll.

It was evening, and the sunset glow was beautiful, and the flowers and plants in the yard were even more beautiful.

Xiao Shen lazily followed her, occasionally chasing butterflies, occasionally rolling grass, but as long as Long Qingqing was a certain distance away from it, it would quickly follow.

Tang Mianmian couldn't help teasing, "I've never seen such a clingy cat, like a dog."

"Its owner said that it is actually not clingy. For some reason, it just likes to cling to me." Long Qingqing was also at a loss.

"Maybe I like you very much." Tang Mianmian touched Xiao Shen, and asked casually, "By the way, who is its owner? Male or female?"

"...a man." Long Qingqing replied with a guilty conscience.

Even though she didn't know why she felt guilty.

Knowing daughter Mo Ruomu, upon hearing this tone and hesitant expression, Tang Mianmian made a good guess.

She said, "A man who likes to keep cats is quite rare. I don't know what kind of person he is. If I have the opportunity, I will introduce my mother to him."

"You know what he does..."

"Just curious, nothing else."

Long Qingqing was fiddling with the branches beside her, but she was not talking.

Tang Mianmian asked again, "By the way, did you tell him your identity?"

"No." Long Qingqing quickly shook her head, "He doesn't know my identity, he just thinks I'm an ordinary student, because I picked up Xiao Shen first, and meeting him was also an accident."

"Then why did you send the cat to you for foster care?"

Tang Mianmian kept asking, but Long Qingqing was a little unhappy, and said sullenly, "Mom, I know what you mean, but please don't doubt him, he is not the kind of person you think."

Sitting next to her, Tang Mianmian patiently stroked her hair and said, "Qingqing, mom also knows that this will make you resist, but in order to protect you, mom has to ask this. People's hearts are too complicated now. I am afraid that you will be cheated, and I am even more afraid that you will be injured, you are my daughter, the daughter I saved with great difficulty, if you are injured, mother will be even more sad."

"I'm sorry, Mom, I shouldn't have blamed you." Long Qingqing hurriedly hugged Tang Mianmian, and said with a choked voice, "I'm self-willed."

"Among the five children, mother, I am most worried about you. I can raise all three boys. Your sister Xixi has found someone to protect her now. You are the only one, so I I always want to protect you as much as possible and prevent you from being hurt and infected by the world, but sometimes I may only care about loving you and fail to give you the space you should have, so don’t be angry, mom will pay attention, okay Is it?" Tang Mianmian said emotionally.

"Well, Qingqing understands."

In Tang Mianmian's arms, Long Qingqing really felt at ease.

Tang Mianmian asked after she calmed down a little, "Then can you talk to your mother? What kind of person is Xiao Shen's master?"

Long Qingqing was still a little embarrassed, she didn't know what to say, and her face was flushed.

Tang Mianmian held her hand and said, "You can treat me as your best friend. Aren't best friends supposed to share little secrets? You tell me little secrets, and I'll tell you my little secrets with your father's in exchange. ,OK?"

"it is good."

Tang Mianmian told her about Li Chenxiao and that he was a soldier.

Tang Mianmian was a little surprised by this, "So he is a soldier, so he should be a good boy."

"That's why I said he's not that kind of person."

"Yes, yes, it's my mother who misunderstood. I apologize to you."

"Mom, girlfriends don't need to apologize." Long Qingqing acted like a baby to her, "And I don't need your apology either."

"Then what is Qingqing thinking now?"

Compared to Li Chenxiao, she cared more about her daughter.

Qingqing is nineteen years old, in fact, she has reached the age of first love, and she also knows that this day will come sooner or later.

But I didn't expect it to be so fast, obviously it didn't take long.

Probably because it has only been a few years since Qingqing came back from the monastery, and Tang Mianmian hasn't pampered her enough yet, she has already reached the age when girlish feelings are always poetry.

This question was too unfamiliar to Long Qingqing, she lowered her head uneasily, playing with her fingers, "I don't know."

"Then you like him, right?"

Although it was a very shy question, Long Qingqing nodded slightly.

"Then you can get in touch, but you have to know where the boundaries are, and you have to know that falling in love with soldiers is the hardest." Tang Mianmian analyzed the pros and cons with her, "Because they don't have free time, they can't be like Like other couples, they stick together all the time, even when defending their home and country, their lives are in danger at any time. Maybe sometimes when you are sad and need him, you don’t even know where he is. Are you sure you can afford this kind of relationship?"

To be honest, Long Qingqing never thought about this.

I didn't even think about emotional things.

Under the influence of the living environment since she was a child, she always felt that she might never meet the person who made her fall in love in this life.

I even thought about finding a quiet monastery and living a simple and peaceful life just like Jing and Master when I was old.

Anyway, at home, her parents have brothers and sisters who can take care of her, so she won't bear too many responsibilities.

But she didn't expect that all life plans would change after seeing someone, or even hearing someone's voice.

It's a wonderful transformation.

"Mom, I can't give you an answer now, because I don't know what feelings are, but I can be sure that I can accept what you said."

For some reason, looking at Long Qingqing like this, Tang Mianmian felt her great courage.

It turned out that her daughter was not weak, but stronger than her.

Maybe her body is relatively weak, but her heart is stronger than anyone else.

Tang Mianmian was very relieved, "Then listen to your heart."

Long Qingqing really wanted to obey, but she couldn't talk about it now.

After talking with Tang Mianmian, she really felt better, after all, she was sure of her liking.

But when she thought of what Junya said, she became depressed again.

I don't know how many times I picked up the phone repeatedly, but it was still so quiet that there was no response.

If it wasn't for Xiao Shen still jumping in front of her, she would have thought that she was just having a dream.

School on Friday is always more lively, because the holiday is coming soon, and everyone's mood is starting to soar.

But these high spirits seem to have nothing to do with Long Qingqing.

Junya packed her schoolbag and asked Long Qingqing, "Qingqing, are you still going to the art teacher for class this afternoon?"

"Not today, he went to the art exhibition."

"Then do you have time this afternoon? Do you want to hang out with us?" Junya invited.

Long Qingqing actually wanted to go, but she shook her head after thinking about it, "I won't go, you won't have fun if I go.

"Whatever you said, we all like you, but also, your body is important." Wen Ya sympathized with her.

She is obviously the most noisy age, but she can only spend her youth in the library and studio.

"Have fun." Long Qingqing said goodbye to her and left the classroom to go home.

There is no need to go to art class on Friday, she plans to go to the monastery.

But this time when she went to the monastery, she wanted to take Xiao Shen with her.

I also plan to spend Saturdays and Sundays in the temple, and I can still take advantage of the time of meditation to meditate.

The driver had already brought Xiao Shen and sent her directly to the monastery.

There has always been her room here, and here, like the people in this temple, she has to clean the yard every day, go to pray, listen to Zen, meditate and eat.

Jing and Master are much older than before, and because of the weather, they have been coughing recently.

Long Qingqing boiled medicine for her and sent it to her room.

Xiao Shen followed her up and down, Jing and Master said after seeing it, "This cat is very spiritual."

"I think so too." Long Qingqing poured the medicine for her and told her to take it.

Jing and Master touched Xiao Shen, "I remember when you were a child, you loved small animals very much, and you took that tortoise with you everywhere, and one time you cried for a long time because the tortoise was hibernating and thought it was gone."

When Ting Jing talked about the past with Master, Long Qingqing couldn't help smiling.

"In a blink of an eye, Qingqing is so old, and I am old too."

"Master, I came here this time because I actually have doubts in my heart." Sitting in front of Jing and Master, Long Qingqing asked with clasped hands, "Master, do you know what emotion is?"

"Buddha said that only after cultivating a hundred lives can we cross the same boat, and cultivating a thousand generations can sleep together. The five hundred gazes in the previous life are exchanged for a shoulder rub in this life. If there is a destiny, time and space are not distances. Understand, it's all up to you when love starts and ends."

Regarding the Buddhist scriptures, Long Qingqing had already read them thousands of times, but when she faced her feelings, she realized that everything was white mist.

The Saturday afternoon was very quiet, Long Qingqing was copying the scriptures, and Xiao Shen was sleeping peacefully by her side.

On Sunday morning, the weather changed and it began to rain lightly. The season of autumn always came so suddenly, it was cold even if it was cold.

The sun was shining brightly yesterday.

Afraid that she would be cold, Tang Mianmian came to the monastery to pick her up.

Long Qingqing bid farewell to Jing and Master, and took Xiao Shen home.

The class assignment owed to the art teacher is still a blank sheet of paper with no answer.

Monday was another new day. She tidied herself up and went to school. When she got to the classroom, Junya told her about going on a two-day trip on the weekend.

The first class was the head teacher's class. He was a rather rigid old man. He began to criticize the students for what they didn't do well and where there were problems... But he was serious.

The students were all afraid of him, and they didn't dare to say anything, they just lowered their heads and listened to his reprimand.

But the head teacher hadn't finished reprimanding her when the radio outside suddenly rang out.

"Long Qingqing, the whole school is looking for Long Qingqing, please come to the broadcasting room as soon as you hear this broadcast."

Everyone looked at Long Qingqing, and Long Qingqing also looked blank, not knowing who would look for her.

And the radio kept broadcasting, "Student Long Qingqing, please come to the radio room immediately after hearing this broadcast, someone is looking for you."

"Qingqing, you go." The class teacher was still very gentle to Long Qingqing, after all she was a very obedient student.

After Long Qingqing thanked the teacher, she left the classroom and walked to the broadcasting room, wondering who was looking for her along the way.