my neighbour

I like it, what is it like?

Is it hugs, kisses, sex... or something else?

Lin Wen looked at Song Yin in front of him. The woman's pure black eyes were so pure even under the sun that one could see to the end.

Lin Wen looked at himself seriously from these eyes.

Normal face, normal nose, normal mouth, normal eyebrows...

Such an ordinary woman.

"I..." Song Yin spit out intermittent syllables from his mouth, trembling heartbreakingly.

"It doesn't matter..." He sighed.

A sharp sourness welled up in the eye sockets, even if he clenched his teeth tightly, he couldn't stop it from approaching.

The world in front of my eyes began to become blurred, gradually pulled away, gathered into a drop of crystal teardrops, and fell.

"Don't cry...I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Song Yin stretched out his hand, pressed his lips tightly, and gently wiped away Lin Wen's tears, "I see."

Song Yin restrained his trembling tone, but couldn't control the trembling of his hands.

Lin Wen's tears flowed more and more, like two meandering streams.

like.

like?

like……

The two faces in the memory overlapped, surging like a tide, and the wet and suffocating memories swept uncontrollably into the already hardened heart.

Lin Wen breathed heavily, closed his eyes, but squeezed out more tears.

I do not know……

I do not know.

Song Yin's fingers were covered with Lin Wenjingying's tears, and they wiped more and more.She couldn't bear it any longer, she put her hand on Lin Wen's shoulder lightly, paused for a few seconds, and then slowly pulled her towards her.

"I get it, I get it, don't cry anymore..." Song Yin's voice was choked with sobs, "Just pretend I didn't say it, okay?"

Lin Wen felt his shoulders wet.

Did Song Yin cry too?

Lin Wen lowered his eyes.

From time to time, people around pointed at the two hugging and crying women. Lin Wen glanced at them, quietly hugged Song Yin, and silently accepted all the fragility of this woman.

"Do you really understand me, Song Yin?" Lin Wen said in a straight tone, gently patting Song Yin's back with his hands.

"If you really understand me...not..." Lin Wen's Adam's apple twitched slightly.

"Forget it..." He sighed deeply.

"I don't know either." Song Yin stood up straight, with two long tears on his face, "Stop talking." Song Yin raised his eyes and tried to show a relieved smile.

Lin Wen stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders, looking straight into Song Yin's eyes: "I'm a... very bad person, but that doesn't mean I'm a very casual person. Song Yin, do you know?"

Song Yin's pupils trembled violently.

"If you want to live in, then don't move out easily." Lin Wen pulled out a hand and patted his heart, "I will die..."

Song Yin closed his eyes.

"Although I really don't want to admit it, but..." Lin Wen bit his lower lip

"It seems that there is already a place for you here."

Song Yin opened his eyes.

Lin Wen blinked and smiled bitterly: "I... I don't know when she moved in."

"So I, so I...so I..."

"I want to be responsible to myself once." Lin Wen wiped the water on his face carelessly with his hands, "If, I mean, if, you find out that I am a very bad person, you must tell me in advance...I... will leave on its own."

Song Yin took a step forward, his cold and soft lips gently pressed against this chattering mouth.

There was a sound of breathing all around.

"I promise you."

The fleeting kiss is like the first night rain in early autumn, soft, beautiful and fleeting.

"Hmm..." Lin Wen blushed.

"Are you hungry?" Song Yin grabbed Lin Wen's hand and gently kissed it, "What do you want to eat?"

Lin Wen drew back his hand in embarrassment, but Song Yin grabbed it forcefully, and said helplessly, "The more expensive the better."

Song Yin smiled, his eyes bent into a crescent:

"it is good."

……

"Mother."

Standing upright, the woman was bowing to the old woman with gorgeous hair but still full of energy.The old woman glanced at her, put down the documents in her hand, and leaned back on the back of the soft office chair.

"Lin Jiang, don't call me mother here."

"Yes." Lin Jiang buried his head lower, "Chairman."

"Ah."

The old woman stood up, and the golden nameplate in front of the table flashed, with three words printed on it:

Lin Yelian.

Lin Yelian walked up to Lin Jiang with her hands behind her back, raised her hand and patted Lin Jiang's shoulder: "Come on, sit down."

Lin Jiang just sat down, but still kept his back straight, put his legs together, and looked ahead.

Lin Yelian touched Lin Jiang's smooth face: "Lin Jiang, how old are you this year?"

"29." Lin Jiangmu said.

"It's not too young, my child." Lin Yelian walked behind Lin Jiang, putting her hand on the back of the office chair, "It's time to have a home."

Lin Jiang lowered his head, a few strands of hair fell from his temples, covering his eyes.

"Ready?" Lin Yelian's tone raised slightly.

"I..." Lin Jiang clenched his hands tightly.

"I don't want to get married."

"En." Lin Yelian was not surprised, but nodded, and walked towards her seat, "Saturday night at 07:30, I made an appointment for you in Building B..."

"I said, I don't want to get married!" Lin Jiang frowned and raised his head, looking at Lin Yelian.

Lin Yelian and her looked at each other for a few seconds, turned away, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip: "Why?"

Lin Jiang did not answer.

"Because of that bastard sister of yours?" Lin Yelian's face darkened, "Don't think I don't know you're looking for her. Lin Jiang, I don't want to care about what you guys are going to do, how you mess around, but there's nothing wrong with it. discuss."

"This is your responsibility. Escaping will not solve the problem." Lin Yelian put down the teacup with a trembling hand, "You are still Lin Wen, someone must come."

"Don't look for her," Lin Jiang lowered his head, pressed his hands on his thighs, his fingertips turned white from exertion, "I will go."

Lin Yelian nodded and ignored Lin Jiang.

Lin Jiang stood up, bowed again, and walked out of the office quickly.

She walked faster and faster, the moment she crossed the corner, her foot slipped, and she fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Lin Jiang frowned, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently because of the pain.She clenched her teeth tightly without making a sound.

She took off her high heels, held them in her hands, and slowly stood up while leaning on the wall.

Just like this, she walked slowly down the long corridor step by step, her snow-white forehead was covered with beads of sweat overflowing from the pain.

Drop by drop, it slid across the cheeks and dripped on the cold marble tiles under your feet.

The eyes were blurred, mixed with tears or sweat, and fell silently.