Like a swallow returning to its nest

Xiao Lai has no time to reply to Fang Jian's message. Her job does not allow fishing. She is also the type of person who has a fulfilling life and does not rely too much on electronic products. Weibo forwarding is very practical, and it is impossible to get a glimpse of the innermost feelings. well known.

Complaints, remorse, scolding, anger...all of them are gone, and the mobile phone screen the size of a palm, and the black font the size of a mosquito can't contain her happiness.

Fang Jian rested in the nest, clasped her hands on her lower abdomen, and meditated to let go.Her innate gentleness and obedience make her only here, and she values ​​the suggestions of everyone around her.

Her obedience is also the cause of her illness. Until now, her parents do not approve of what she has done before or now. They do not object to it, but the doctor ordered to be less stimulated, and it does not agree with her from the bottom of their hearts.

Thinking of Xiao Lai's saying that if you have money, you can't make random things. Fang Jian suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, looking around in the dark. Is buying these things considered random things?Will Xiao Lai say she wasted money?

After deciding to die, Fang Jian has no scruples anymore. She is going to die anyway, so who can control her?Isn't it time to be cool and do whatever you want before you die?

So what if he was discovered by his parents and sister?It doesn't matter if Xiao Lai is unhappy, he can die anyway.

Figured this out, she relaxed her body and lay down.

Where did you think of last time?Oh, Xiao Lai is cooking in the kitchen, what about Fang Jian?It should be helping her.

Eh?I didn't see anyone in the kitchen, so I was sent out to buy soy sauce...

At 45:[-], Xiao Lai replied to her: off work.

Fang Jian flicked a carp.

--I'll pick you up!

Xiao Lai didn't leave after receiving the news. He stopped at the spot and waited for her to pick him up. When he saw a familiar figure at the exit of the fire exit, he ran two steps to meet him, "Fang Jian!"

"Xiao Lai!"

Xiao Lai took her arm intimately, "What do you mean we have a family?"

"Come with me, I'll show you."

Since she didn't see the car in the original place, Xiao Lai probably guessed something, but she never expected that Fang Jian would build a nest in the car.

She lifted the car jacket, opened the car door, and made a gesture of invitation, "Welcome to Fang Jian's little nest."

"This—" Xiao Lai pointed, "You made it?!"

Fang Jian nodded slightly, while observing her expression carefully. If she didn't like it, she would drive the car away immediately and send home a big and a small embarrassing thing.

"Good guy..."

Xiao Lai lifted the two quilts on top, and the aisle in the back seat was filled with several plastic stools that were flush with the seats. tissue.

"You turned it into a caravan!" Xiao Lai climbed up the handrail, with his feet sticking out and his toes dangling, "Hurry up!"

Fang Jian honestly helped her take off her shoes and put them in the gap under the stool. She also took off her shoes and climbed up, closing the car door.

The car cover slipped off, and the car glass was completely blocked. Fang Jian immediately took out a charging desk lamp and pressed it on with a "snap".

Xiao Lai laughed, "You are well equipped."

"What do you think?" Fang Jian borrowed the lamp to continue observing.

Xiao Lai lay down directly, "I'll try soft and hard."

Fang Jian squatted on one side and made room for her to roll from left to right. Xiao Lai said, "This side of the stool is a bit uneven and hard."

Fang Jian said, "It's okay, I'll sleep over there."

Xiao Lai's eyes brightened, "I'll hold you, we're next to each other, you can sleep on half of the bed, half of me, I'm softer than the bed."

Fang Jian leaned forward and put the desk lamp on the front seat. The yellow light was absorbed by the dark roof. The light inside the car was still dim, but it was enough to see the other party clearly.

Xiao Lai said, "Aren't we being too intemperate?"

Fang Jian stopped unbuttoning her vest, and shrank back slightly, "Don't you like it?"

"No, it's just that my waist is a little sore." Xiao Lai said.

Fang Jian put her knees together and knelt aside, "Then I will press and rub for you."

"Okay!" Xiao Lai consciously stripped herself half naked, lying down obediently, and Fang Jian wiped her hands carefully with a wet towel.

Her waist is very thin, with a pair of small waist pits, and a sunken back groove upwards. Her skin is soft and tender, and her body temperature is high. When touched by a cold palm, her body instinctively twitches slightly.

Fang Jian knows a little about massage skills, and learned it in hospital last winter.

She was tied up on the hospital bed with a restraint belt for a week. The side effects of psychotropic drugs were very serious. Her limbs were so stiff and numb that she could not walk upright. The elder sister who suffered from schizophrenia in the next bed carried her to the toilet. The elder sister who came back He also massaged her hands and feet.

The eldest sister, surnamed Zhang, is a typical perceptual disorder. The clinical symptoms are auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, and hallucinations. She often talks to herself.

Fang Jian learned some techniques from her, such as pressing the waist and back using the power of the heels of the palms, pinching the shoulders and arms using the strength of the tiger's mouth and fingertips, and punching requires half-closed fingers to form a fist, naturally with the help of wrist swings, Raise the palm of the hand when patting, and put the five fingers together to form a small air bag, so that the beating will not hurt.

After learning it, she worked as a technician with Sister Zhang in the hospital, serving four to six patients every day.Being in the hospital is very boring, and this is a good way to pass the time, and you can sleep better at night when you are tired.

Looking back now, it's both funny and sad.

"I'll make you a complete set." Fang Jian said.

Xiao Lai giggled, turned her head towards her, squeezed her face into a small bun, and said vaguely: "It's a bit powerful!"

"I am gifted."

"Then do you know that kind of thing?" Xiao Lai said with a bad face, "That kind, that kind—"

"Which kind——" Fang Jian deliberately dragged out the sound, moving her hands from back to front to outflank her, leaning over her ear, "Which kind?"

"Well--"

She hummed aggrievedly, raised her neck, and the thin and cold kisses fell on her cheeks and lips like snowflakes.

Everything is logical, obviously not long ago, they were ashamed of being addicted to it for days.

This time, the knees of the two people played a big role, and it was discovered by accident. They lay on their sides and overlapped, like hands clasped tightly together, and the finger joints are close to the finger joints, sharing body temperature and sweat, and bones wrapped in skin and flesh. the power of.

The advantage of this is that it can be reached at the same time, such as the sound echoing in the empty valley, and the aftertaste is endless.The comfortable and safe environment is very relaxing. When it was intense, Xiao Lai hummed unconsciously. Fang Jian half covered her lips, and buried her neck to breathe heavily.

There was a loud heartbeat, "Boom—boom—" one after another, one after another.

Like fireworks, the proportions are carefully adjusted for a moment of splendor. They hug each other tightly, waiting for the tingling electric current to turn into tenderness.

Suddenly, Xiao Lai's arms around her neck tightened. Fang Jian realized something and held her breath at the same time.

There seemed to be a pair of hands outside constantly fiddled with the car jacket, making a small "rustling" sound, slow and fast, irregular.They were so engrossed that they didn't hear the footsteps approaching at all.

"What are you looking at, I haven't seen it before!" Xiao Lai shouted.

The sound stopped, Fang Jian reacted, quickly pulled the thin blanket to cover her, and hurriedly looked for clothes to wear.

"Get out!" Xiao Lai said viciously.

What responded to her was an aggrieved "meow", very weak, probably at the bottom of the car.

The raised heart slid back to her stomach, Fang Jian leaned softly on the back of the chair, covering her face and grinning.

Xiao Lai said angrily, "Bad kitten."

Afterwards, they wiped their bodies clean, watched a Hong Kong comedy movie of the last century in the car, and Fang Jian stuffed her cold feet into Xiao Lai's thighs or knees as usual.

Although it is midsummer, the underground garage that never sees the sun is still enough for her. Xiao Lai asked her to change the place every 10 minutes. If this place is not hot, change another place to ensure that she is always warm.

When the ending song played, Xiao Lai finally couldn't help asking: "Fang Jian, do you have kidney deficiency? No matter how much you cover it, you won't be able to cover it."

"I have kidney deficiency?" She pointed at the tip of her nose.

Xiao Lai listed a series of symptoms, and Fang Jian fell for them all.

She has been taking medicine for so many years, and the medicine has brought a series of side effects, such as insomnia, headache, nausea, irregular heartbeat, inaccurate aunt, liver and kidney function will also be affected, and it is not wrong to say that kidney deficiency.

"You said exercise, did you go back to practice yesterday?" Xiao Lai asked.

Fang Jian looked at her, Xiao Lai raised her chin in warning, "Don't lie!"

"...Go back and sleep."

"Then start today, jog for four or ten minutes before going to bed, take a selfie with me before you run, and after you finish, I want to see your sweat."

"Okay." Fang Jian smiled, "Actually, I know, you just miss me and want to find an excuse to look at me." As she spoke, she bumped into her shoulder, "Isn't it?"

Xiao Lai said: "I'm afraid that one day you will die if you don't pay attention, and you will die." She poked her heart with her fingers, "Every time you dance here, it's so fast and messy, I'm a little worried about you."

"Are you worried about me?" Fang Jian pointed at herself, and her fingers landed on the same spot.

Xiao Lai said loudly, "What's wrong? You don't appreciate it!"

"No..." Fang Jian's momentum suddenly weakened, her head was thrown back, and she sat aside with her knees hugged, her fingernails pinching a mosquito bite on her thigh that she didn't know when.

Xiao Lai got up and knelt beside her, pushing her lightly, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Fang Jian lowered her eyes and didn't look at her. The soreness flowed into her nasal cavity uncontrollably, and her eyes soon filled with tears.

She tried her best not to tremble, "Then, if I die, will you be sad?"

"of course."

"why?"

Xiao Lai tilted his head, picked up a braid and played with the end of his hair with lowered eyes, his eyelashes fluttering up and down, and his voice was vague because of embarrassment, "I still, I really like you."