Inhabit you as a forest

The dark clouds embraced Yinyue into their arms, engulfing the frosty brilliance.The figures under the street lamps are stretched and narrowed, the old ones are not gone, and the new ones are covered.

Wen Xu drove the car out of the basement with a dark face, his suppressed emotions broke out halfway, and he found a place to stop.

She dialed the voice, and only said "Hello" over there, but she was interrupted: "Did you go out with her today?"

"With whom?"

"Your old classmate." Wen Xu sneered.

"What are you crazy about? I said I won't see her today, so I won't see her. Why do you doubt me and ask me? Even if I went to see her, it's my private business and has nothing to do with you. You don't need to spend the night Come to quarrel."

It sounded angrier than her over there.

Having quarreled over the same person more than once, Wen Xu knew that the other party would not retreat even half a step on this topic.Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to calm down, "I want to see you now."

"I'm sleeping, I don't have time."

"I will look for you."

"Wen Xu, you..."

Wen Xu hung up the phone and restarted the car.

When obedient people choose not to be obedient, it is like the moon disappearing, which makes people feel depressed.

……

Compared with Sheng Qi's sensitive attitude towards the people around her, Wen Lian didn't notice her cousin's emotions, and when Wen Xu said no to send them off, she closed the door directly.

"What's wrong?" She just noticed that Sheng Qi's expression was not quite right.

After changing his shoes, Sheng Qi asked, "Was that just now?"

Han Ruohua had packed up her mood, came to the entrance, and introduced to her: "Ningning's cousin, Wen Xu, Xiao Sheng probably hasn't seen her before."

Haven't you seen it?

Sheng Qi thought that with Wen Xu's attitude just now, if she hadn't met at the door of the house, she would have definitely regarded him as Wen Lian's girlfriend.

Seeing her is the same as seeing a rival in love, as for?

Wen Lian has an uncle, because Han Ruohua has never remarried, and she had a close relationship with him when she was in high school.But Sheng Qi really didn't know this legendary cousin.

Wen Lian's appearance is introverted and beautiful, and if he is not restrained, he will be close to cold and withdrawn, which makes people daunting.

Wen Xu, on the other hand, has a "dangerous" thick face, and the same thing is that he is also very difficult to mess with.

Sheng Qi was still seriously thinking about where he had offended that elder sister, so he sat down on the dining table absent-mindedly, and began to eat the cake that Wen Lian specially left for her.

Fruity and sweet, creamy without being heavy.

Han Ruohua was finishing the work in the kitchen, and told her that the barbecued pork made at night was a success, and that she could make it for her next time.

Sheng Qi obediently agreed.

Wen Lian held a glass of white water to watch her eat, looked at Sheng Qi's face and neck, and swept over it inch by inch.

Her eyes were too focused, as if she was checking the questions for her in the sophomore year of high school.It was hard for Sheng Qi to ignore it, so he asked her uncomfortably in a low voice, "Is there something on my face?"

"No, it's very clean." It's too clean, shiny and moist, without blemishes.

Sheng Qi thought that the money was not for nothing, and it was not in vain for her to come back after doing this.

When Han Ruohua finished his work and sat across from her to watch her eat, Sheng Qi finally felt embarrassed, "I'll take it home and eat, Aunt Han, you guys go to bed early."

"Just a few bites, eat here."

Wen Lian looked at Han Ruohua who was opposite, and made the decision for her, "Mom, go take a bath."

"Hey, okay, let's talk." Han Ruohua just sat down, didn't drink any water, and stood up again to go back to the room.

"..." Sheng Qi had a strange feeling in his heart. The mother who always talked about "my mother" really lost the temperament of a good baby in front of her mother.

Wen Lian didn't have time to look at the gift after putting it down, and asked her, "Can I open it now?"

"Take it apart, it's not a valuable thing."

When he was in middle school, Sheng Qi always liked to choose expensive birthday presents, thinking that after spending money, others would like them.

This is also the case most of the time, but later Wen Lian told her that money should not only be used to maintain relationships.What real friends pursue is to get along with each other as equals, not to benefit from the wealthy side.

Wen Lian opened the carton, she thought it would be a painting in this size.But just now I felt that it was very heavy, and when I took it out, I realized that it was a reading bookshelf.

However, there are Sheng Qi's paintings on it.

The balcony, the flower stand, Xiao Qi, Sheng Qi drew some parts of her home for her.

There is also a lake scene painted by Sheng Qi in her bedroom, which was framed by her and placed by the table. Sheng Qi probably didn't notice it when he went in two days ago.

She only looked at herself that day.

"Thank you, I like it very much. Really." This is the gift she is most looking forward to today.

She was very afraid that Sheng Qi didn't prepare anything for her, it was not a picture, but a picture of her heart, even if it was a little bit from others.

Sheng Qi not only prepared, but also sent what she wanted.

"That's good."

Han Ruohua took the clothes and went into the bathroom, Sheng Qi finished the cake and saw the gift.Today can be over.

She bid farewell to Wen Lian, just a few steps away, Wen Lian insisted on seeing her off.When the lock was unlocked, she was still standing by her side, Sheng Qi reminded: "It's late, Wen Lian."

"Can't you go in?"

started again.

Sheng Qi found that she didn't have a long memory. She knew that being in the same room would always be a disadvantage, but she was always calmly preparing to break in.

"The house is very messy, you can't help but help me clean it up after seeing it."

"I can help you." Wen Lian said without hesitation.

"No, just go back." She couldn't understand the polite refusal, so Sheng Qi had no choice but to explicitly refuse.

Wen Lian's eyes dimmed, Sheng Qi looked away, endured it, but still softened, "Do you have something to tell me?"

"Yes." Wen Lian looked at her firmly.

Sheng Qi had no choice but to invite people in, she thought to herself, you came in by yourself.

Do it at your own risk.

The house is really messy, there are sundries thrown on the carpet and sofa, Sheng Qi went to observe Wen Lian's expression the moment he turned on the light.

Wen Lian was calm and didn't react too much, but he couldn't say anything against his will, "It's really a bit messy."

Sheng Qi sneered, "I'll clean it up tomorrow, you can talk about your business."

She went to wash her hands and got a glass of water for herself to drink.

Wen Lian followed her to the kitchen area, "Are the friends who saw the exhibition together today new, or old?"

Sheng Qi took a few sips of water in a calm manner, showing a gentle and standard smile, "Why do you ask this?"

Wen Lian said calmly, "I want to know."

Her honesty was out of place at the moment, Sheng Qi still smiled, "I don't want to say it."

Wen Lian blinked and nodded, "Okay."

Well, that annoying "good" again.

Even if she didn't say anything, she wouldn't be curious, so why ask if she wasn't curious.

What are you asking her for, are you interested in her private life, or are you still investigating, afraid that she is not single but pretends to be single?

"Finish, go back?" Sheng Qi rushed away.

The reluctance and struggle that flashed across Wen Lian's eyes were like a sharp blade, cutting open the curtain that was not considered hard at all.

Sheng Qi stood in front of her and looked down at her.

Wen Lian lowered her eyes when her breath was approaching, her chin was lifted, and the warm kiss fell again.

Sheng Qi touched it for a while, then backed away, as "polite" as last time.

The person being kissed pursed her lower lip, her expression was still so calm except for her rosy face, as if this level was nothing to her.

Sheng Qi thought of the mark under Cheng Juan's collarbone.

If Wen Lian got one, would he still be so calm? . .