greedy gl

Cheng Huan vomited and had diarrhea, choked up tears, and it took a long time to recover.

She recovered a little.

"Li Tan?"

Cheng Huan came back to his senses and found that there was a hand running up and down his back all the time.

"Yeah. It's me." Li Tan's voice was normal, "Are you feeling better?"

Only then did Cheng Huan realize what he had just done.

The disgusting feeling out of cleanliness surged up overwhelmingly.

She couldn't hold it back, and wanted to vomit again, but she could only retch sour water, and her throat was burning hot, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Cheng Huan tried his best to push Li Tan away, trembling all over.

"No..." She trembled, looking at Li Tan who took a few steps back, but she didn't have the mood to explain, "I didn't mean it."

Li Tan lowered his gaze: "Yes. I know."

The mind is still very chaotic.

Cheng Huan drank cold water, trying to wake himself up.

It took her a while to recover, but her limbs still couldn't move.

The hair was tightly pressed to the face, the clothes were stained with wine and vomit, and the nausea lingered for a long time.

Cheng Huan couldn't bear it anymore, she gritted her teeth, trying to make her tone less disgusting: "Do you still have a change of clothes at home?"

Li Tanmo nodded silently, pointed to the bedroom, indicating the old location.

Cheng Huan applied the hand sanitizer several times, and carefully washed his elbows and wrists before carefully avoiding all the furniture and taking out a change of clothes.

She didn't have the energy to think about why until now, Feng Yunqian hadn't finished wearing the new clothes she bought for Li Tan.

Li left greedily.

Cheng Huan rushed to the shower, and she couldn't help sneezing several times until the hot water poured down from her head.

Elbows and knees were all unnaturally red from the cold.

She stood there and drenched for a few minutes before her limbs and bones slowly recovered.

The memory is chaotic, but very clear, like fragments of broken glass, floating in the air without roots.

She remembered Guilanfang's face when she died, calm and serene;

She also remembered the doctor's comforting expression, sympathy, and compassion;

She still remembers the expressions of the staff in the funeral home, concerned and serious.

But Cheng Huan didn't quite remember how he reacted.

It's just that the sighs of relevant personnel can still be heard in my ears:

"This child is really strong. Grandma didn't even cry when she died."

"Yes. The family members don't know where they are, and even the funeral is handled by a child."

"Don't talk about crying, you don't even have an expression. I've been here for so long, and I haven't seen a child who can handle the funeral in such an orderly manner... Is she really a relative of the deceased?"

After that, the memory became blurred.

It seems to be filled with a large number of incomprehensible lines, color blocks, and patterns.

...just like three years ago.

The memory was still there, just covered up, waiting for the day when she would be able to look straight at it.

When I came back to my senses, I had already arrived at Li Tan's house.

Cheng Huan couldn't help feeling sick when he thought of making a mess of Li Tan's family.

Once again, she wanted to disassemble herself from the inside out and clean herself thoroughly.

The water vapor gradually opened up, and the fragrance of green grass on Li Tan's body gradually became stronger.

Cheng Huan subconsciously looked for the source, but saw a piece of grass-green soap.

It turns out that Li greedy used soap?

But Cheng Huan immediately saw the spare shower gel and shampoo on the stage.

It's her usual rose scent, and the packaging hasn't even been opened.

Cheng Huan felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She tore off the plastic film and pressed a lot on her hand, but for the first time, she felt the smell so disgusting that she vomited.

Enduring the itching, she crazily rinsed off the shower gel, struggled for a long time in the new roses and the used green grass fragrance, and chose the lesser of two evils, and picked up the soap.

Cheng Huan carefully washed the soap off before applying it on his body.

The fragrance is light, but very lingering, and the refreshing feeling still lingers on the tip of the nose after the foam is washed away by water.

But rotting flesh and blood cannot be washed clean.

Cheng Huan was in a hurry to get his clothes, even his underwear, but he was in no mood to care about it anymore.

She wiped her hair sullenly, didn't even bother to use the hair dryer, put on a long sleeve and walked out.

Although Li Tan turned on the air conditioner, the room hadn't heated up yet, and Cheng Huan felt a chill when he stepped out of the bathroom.

The vomit in the entrance has been cleaned up.

But Cheng Huan looked at Li Tan even more disgustedly.

"Do you want me to cook some porridge for you?" Li Tan asked her.

Cheng Huan shook his head: "I have no appetite."

Li Tan paused, and then said: "It's cold outside, you go back to your room and lie down first, the new quilt cover is in the first cabinet on the right, if you want, you can change it yourself."

Cheng Huan sniffed, didn't refuse again, and walked back to the room obediently.

She was used to taking out a new quilt, but when she lifted the pillowcase, the faint scent of green grass entangled her again.

Faintly, like a lawn sprinkled by sunlight, it smells like roasted mites.

Cheng Huan stuffed the quilt cover back into the cabinet for the first time, and shyly got into the quilt.

It's full of her taste.

Li Tan is interested in her.

Cheng Huan knew this very well.

After understanding, it is inevitable to feel uneasy.

Cheng Huan has talked about so many love affairs, and all the people who are interested in her are only interested in her body.

Just now, when she came out of the bathroom, Li Tan also had that kind of greedy, licking eyes.

But she is so tired.

I was so tired that I didn't even have the strength to walk a few steps to the opposite door.

Cheng Huan grabbed the quilt tightly, wrapped himself into a ball, and finally covered himself with a pillow.

Li Tan also took a shower after tidying up. She tiptoed into the bedroom to get her pajamas, and heard Cheng Huan's unsteady breathing.

Cheng Huan seemed to be fast asleep.

But Li Tan knew that she couldn't sleep when there were people in the room.

But she didn't expose it, she took the clothes and prepared to close the door.

"Open it." Cheng Huan's muffled voice came from under the quilt.

Li Tan was taken aback, and Cheng Huan repeated wearily: "Open it. I want to hear the sound of the TV."

The Spring Festival Gala is performing sketches.

The theme of family conflicts is being noisy.

Li Tan turned his voice up a bit.

After taking a shower, the temperature in the room had already risen. Li Tan was only wrapped in a blanket on the sofa. During the show, he could occasionally hear the rustling of Cheng Huan turning over on the bed.

As the New Year's Eve was approaching, in the silence, Li Tan's phone suddenly rang a series of ringtones.

This string of ringtones was too abrupt and harsh, and the phone almost rolled around in Li Tan's hands before it settled down.

It was a video call from Feng Yunxi.

Li Tan remembered, it seems that during the Chinese New Year, Feng Yunxi said that she would make a video call with her for the Chinese New Year.

She subconsciously glanced at the bedroom, but still clicked on the connection.

"Chenchen, why didn't your mother answer the phone after calling you so many times?"

Feng Yunxi's voice came quickly, and Li Tan immediately turned down the hands-free voice, and explained in a low voice: "I was taking a shower just now, so I didn't hear it."

Her mobile phone is silent or vibrating all the year round, and she really has no special contacts.

Cheng Huan heard Li Tan lower his voice in the living room, and then quickly walked towards the study diagonally opposite the bedroom.

"...wait a moment."

Li Tan covered the speaker with his fingers, and hurriedly got up to find the earphones.

Cheng Huan quietly sat up from the bed.

Looking sideways from her gaze, she could just see Li Tan rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the study.

Seeing the earphones that Li Tan took out, Feng Yunxi was very puzzled: "Chenchen, why do you still wear earphones at home? Could it be that Grandma Gui and your friend from the opposite door are visiting at home now?"

Li looked back greedily and fearfully, but her view was blocked by the door of the study cabinet, and she could barely see the head of the bed.

She wasn't sure if Cheng Huan heard it, so she could only answer in a low voice: "...No, the speaker is a bit broken, so I can hear it more clearly."

Feng Yunxi quickly accepted this explanation, changed the topic, and her voice was filled with resentment: "Did you eat the New Year's Eve dinner with Grandma Gui, who is facing me? What did you eat? You wouldn't even like to take a picture of your mother, you child, really! "

Li Guang also said: "Don't patronize eating and drinking at other people's houses, it's a kindness to bring some small gifts or something. I heard that the old man is not in good health, why don't I order a massage chair tomorrow. Thank you for taking care of you all the time."

"Don't make it up to your dad. You can go to the mall to see it yourself after the next year. Don't worry about spending money indiscriminately. Buy something better, do you hear me?"

Li Tan's voice was choked up, but she just said "um" lightly, and she quickly changed the subject: "Where's Li Xi? How did she do in Yuan Diao?"

"My family, Chenchen, is still shy." Feng Yunqian smiled, and asked Li Xi, who was watching the Spring Festival Gala, to also say hello.

On the TV, singing and dancing are peaceful, and the programs of the major branch venues are broadcast peacefully.

Cheng Huan sat cross-legged on the bed, Li Tan's voice was very low, but the room was so big, she could still hear a few words.

Cheng Huan has liked the Spring Festival Gala since he was a child.

Her family is not rich, and she can always eat good food that she can't usually eat on the Spring Festival Gala.

Even her parents are kind, and they praise her for her good grades when they meet.

Later, when that incident happened, the couple threw her to her grandma, out of sight and out of mind.

For the past three years, every New Year's Eve, she and Guilanfang would lie on the bed together and watch the old-fashioned TV to watch the new year, chatting with each other.

When the New Year's Eve clock turns, Gui Lanfang will smile and let her bite a piece of sugar cake she made herself, and say to her, "I wish my family a happy new year and a happy new year."

Cheng Huan once had a happy time.

She is given and then taken away.

Only now does Cheng Huan realize that happiness has a time limit.

Li Tan patiently chatted with the family for a few words, and Feng Yunxi soon discovered that Li Tan was not in high spirits.

"Chenchen, what's the matter? Are you hiding something from mom?"

Li Tan hooked the corners of his mouth and pretended to yawn, "No, I'm just a little tired."

"If you're tired, go to bed early." Feng Yunxi was also infected across the screen. She rubbed the corners of her eyes and pulled herself together. The whole family was framed by the camera, "Chenchen, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

Li Tan touched the tip of his tongue, smiled and hung up the video.

She sat on the sofa in a daze for a moment, then patted her face, feeling a little stiff from smiling.

The bedroom was abnormally quiet, which made Li Tan uneasy.

She walked into the bedroom lightly, and found that Cheng Huan rolled himself into a shrimp, with his back to the door, shrugging and shoving, most of the quilt was thrown to the ground, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Li Tan went around and found Cheng Huan crying as expected.

Not howling, but the kind of murmured, restrained, silent sobs.

Just looking at it makes one feel sad.

You can't help but want to give her a hug.

When he came back to his senses, Li Tan had already gently hugged Cheng Huan.

At first, Cheng Huan reacted a lot, and her aversion to physical contact made her resist instinctively, but no matter how she struggled, Li Tan's embrace was so powerful.

Overwhelming warmth.

Gradually, Cheng Huan no longer tried to break free, but took advantage of the situation and bit Li Tan's neck fiercely, until the root of his teeth itched until he tasted the salty smell in his mouth.

Li Tan still didn't let her go.

In the end, he didn't even have the strength to bite, so Cheng Huan could only grab Li Tan's collar and cry in despair.

Li Tan could only hear intermittent sobbing, but the clothes on his chest were quickly wet with tears.

It was lukewarm at first, but quickly became damp and cold.

She could feel Cheng Huan's tightness in her arms until it became soft into a puddle of mud, and she could also feel the two balls on her chest sticking to her chest from time to time, like a snake that was afraid of the cold, entangled when it encountered a heat source and ignored it. come up.

There are fireworks from time to time outside the window.

Small places are loosely regulated, and fireworks can still be bought during the New Year.

The countdown to the Spring Festival Gala sounded on the TV.

Ten, nine, eight—

"Greedy Li."

six.

Buried in her arms, Cheng Huan called out her name in a soft voice, like snowflakes falling from the sky.

Li Tan's whole body was stiff, her throat moved, and a low hum came out of her nasal cavity.

--Fives

"Ok?"

Four.

"Even grandma doesn't want me anymore."

three.

Li Tan felt that the skirt of his clothes was tightly clenched, and even the suppressed crying broke down in an instant.

two.

"I have no home."

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It was as if someone had pressed the mute button and couldn't hear anything.

Suddenly the white light exploded outside the window, and the fireworks swallowed up the last countdown, and the colorful lights splashed on the winter night of Baitan, brilliant and gorgeous.

Cheng Huan cried bitterly in Li Tan's arms, his body trembling violently, Li Tan couldn't breathe due to overwhelming despair.

Li Tan faced the glass window and saw a swirl of goose white.

The first snow of this year in Baitan had already arrived quietly.

Li Tan didn't speak, just rubbed Cheng Huan's head, and then hugged the person in his arms a little tighter.

The author has something to say: sweet.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: escaped from danger, delicious muffins, Oouo1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Oouo; 5 bottles of Kunpeng, the cloud is light and the wind is light, and the addicted cat-sucking Civil Affairs Bureau;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!