Inhabit you as a forest

Sheng Qi's hands, who had hardly done housework before the third year of high school and didn't like to do homework, were much better maintained than Wen Lian, a piano learner.

Dedicated to playing games and drawing, but not doing anything else well.

Wen Lian once sighed, beautiful hands, how could writing be so ugly.

Later, Sheng Qi quit playing games in Province Y. Although he started playing again after going to college, he was no longer obsessed with it like before.After practicing handwriting for so many years, her handwriting is finally worthy of her hands. Sometimes when she signs, she will be praised for her beauty.

The paintings he drew were finally able to support himself and were sought after by a small group of people.

Therefore, the most valuable thing about her is these hands, which are beautiful and precious.

Used on Wen Lian, it can be regarded as living up to Wen Lian's embrace.She thought so narcissistically.

Take the dogwood lightly, stir the tide and make the rain.

Perhaps because of getting older, Wen Lian's voice now is lower and slower than a few years ago, like a polished stone hit by spring water, and the sound is calm and calm.

But at this time, her breath couldn't wait to sink to the pronunciation part, so it spread out softly.

So charming and sweet, flattering to the ear.

He speaks more like Wen Lian from before, full of strong emotions, although not as bright and clear as Sheng Qi, but a comfortable voice.

Sheng Qi didn't care to listen to what she was saying, and only listened to the signals of the same kind with her ears when her body reacted strongly, and then she heard Wen Lianyang, she stopped, don't do this again.

This is really pitiful, Sheng Qi couldn't bear it.

She really stopped, hugged Wen Lian, and kissed her forehead and cheek.I want her to calm down, don't turn her eyes red, as if someone is bullying her.

When holding Wen Lian, her wet knuckles and palms were pressed against her smooth back. She felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to wipe off the water stains.It was a pity that Wen Lian's back was sensitive and he couldn't bear it, so he started to hide after being rubbed twice.

She had nowhere to hide, she turned around and hid herself in Sheng Qi's arms.

Sheng Qi felt sorry for her again, so he lowered his head and kissed her lips pitifully.

The night in October was as thin and cold as the moon. Although the two of them were sweating, they were naked and easily caught cold.

Sheng Qi covered the two of them with the quilt.

It's going to end like this.

She kissed Wen Lian again, Wen Lian reached out and hooked her, as if begging for something.

Sheng Qi didn't understand at first, but when he did, he continued with what he had just done.

They hugged each other, Wen Lian leaned her head against her shoulder, and she listened to Wen Lian's voice quietly.

Wen Lian doesn't like the piano, but Han Ruohua likes her to play it. She was forced to study in high school, and she can play it pretty well.Sheng Qi observed it when he went to her house for dinner, and there was dust on the piano, and Wen Lian probably hasn't touched it for a long time.

At this moment, Sheng Qi feels that he is a great pianist, and Wen Lian is her instrument and soul that fits her.They were performing a piece of music together, and she gradually couldn't tell whether she was controlling Wen Lian or Wen Lian was controlling her.

It didn't take long for Wen Lian to ask her to stop again, this time she didn't listen to such begging for mercy.

Her hands were all wet.

What are you listening to?

Probably dissatisfied with her indifference, Wen Lian's hand on her back suddenly used strength, Wen Lian didn't leave any nails, but Sheng Qi still felt pain when pinched with such strength.

Sheng Qi has raised her skin to be tender and tender, and she hates pain the most. This pain makes her frown, and she has the idea of ​​revenge.Her finger on the instrument wanted to reach into the heat source, and then searched recklessly.

Reason tripped her up, and she didn't do that.

There were no corresponding sanitary utensils at home, and she was even more afraid of Wen Lian crying for pain.

It's just the way it is now, without any pain, Wen Lian looks like he can't bear it.It made Sheng Qi appreciative greedily, but at the same time feeling sorry.

After Wen Lian gave her good feedback, she finally stopped, lying on the side as if she had completed an important task.She lost her strength and began to think about whether she should exercise.

Wen Lian rested on her arm for a while, turned over, propped his elbows on the bed, looked down at Sheng Qi, and began to kiss her.

She knew that Sheng Qi would definitely not refuse at this time, so she took her time and kissed thinly and frequently.

Sheng Qi indulged in it and gradually closed his eyes.

She felt like she was drunk and fell down among the flowers, and she could smell the warm aroma.

Her mood is like that of Sheng Qi when she was 17 years old, happy and satisfied, as if there is nothing she can't get, and there is no one who doesn't love her.

The petals in spring fell softly on her face, as if they couldn't finish falling, and the warm wind caressed her face.

She enjoyed it so much that she forgot to say no to being pushed away by her sweaty bangs.

It wasn't until the sense of touch that had fascinated her that she couldn't find her way disappeared, that she woke up suddenly, opened her eyes, and stared at Wen Lian.

Wen Lian's expression told her that she saw it - the hideous and ugly scar on her forehead, the souvenir she had left her hometown and brought back from a foreign land.

All the astonishment, worry, distress and doubts of the person in front of her were like sharp knives slashing at Sheng Qi, and the pain from the injury seemed to return to her body.

She always likes to call her grandma to coax her when she is uncomfortable, and she will cry and act like a baby when she has dysmenorrhea.But in that car accident, she had been lying in bed for several months, and she didn't complain of pain.

She wants to cry now.

She pushed Wen Lian away and straightened her hair again.

She clenched on the reprimand that was about to blurt out, "Who told you to touch me randomly", she couldn't say it, her instinct made her prefer to keep silent than lose her temper with Wen Lian.

Trying to calm down, she said, "You go home."

After Wen Lian was pushed away, she came over to her blindly and asked, "Why did you hurt your forehead?"

This question made it difficult for her to control her emotions.

"It's none of your business, I think it's ugly..."

She swallowed, and continued to say fiercely: "You don't need to watch it."

The sadness on Wen Lian's face instantly became more intense, as if the scar wasn't on Sheng Qi's face, but it couldn't be removed on her face.

Sheng Qi didn't want to see her like this, and was very annoyed, "Are you going?"

With a "hmm", Wen Lian began to put on his clothes.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Sheng Qi really wanted to leave, and his chest was even more congested.

She just pushed Wen Lian and said something fierce.

She self-reflects that this is something that shouldn't be done.

People saw it, asked casually, and didn't come to mock her scar. Isn't it ridiculous that she acted so aggressively?

She dressed faster than Wen Lian, got out of bed and drew some papers, and gave Wen Lian a pair of disposable underwear, "Wear this."

Wen Lian took the paper and clothes and glanced at her.

Sheng Qi understood, turned around, and thought to himself, isn't it too late to start feeling embarrassed.

Wen Lian wiped herself clean, put on new underwear, tidied herself up and got out of bed.

She blushed and folded up the changed pair of underwear, ready to take it away, Sheng Qi took it from her hand.

"Stay with me, I'll wash it." She was afraid that Wen Lian would be embarrassed.

If Wen Lian wanted to talk at this time, he would probably call her a "rogue", but Wen Lian obviously didn't want to say it.

He frowned and looked at her, then nodded and went back first.

She was distracted, and even Sheng Qi stood at the door watching her, but she didn't even look at it, and closed the door directly.

Sheng Qi checked the time, it was 10:30, not too late.But after coming here for two and a half hours, I hope her mother will not say anything about her.

She went to wash her hands, looked in the mirror after washing, and thought that she was not bad looking.

At least no one has said she is not good-looking, and some people have chased her.

She stretched out her hand to get her bangs up, and seeing the two-finger-wide scar, plus this scar, she didn't feel much saddened.

It shouldn't be too ugly to scare people.

It's a pity that she was discovered by Wen Lian after hiding for so long.She hadn't thought about anything that could be hidden, neither love nor coughing.

The more a person really wants to hide something, the easier it will be found.

She doesn't like people seeing her scar.

Ugly is second, she doesn't like others to look exaggerated after seeing it, and ask her what happened in surprise.Whether you call it gossip or caring, she doesn't like it.

It is meaningless to her to explain to people over and over again, pouring bitter water like Mrs. Xianglin will only make her feel more tired.

But she didn't want Wen Lian to know, not because she was afraid that Wen Lian would gossip about her and comfort her.

She just didn't want Wen Lian to know.

Anyone can know, it's better not for Wen Lian.

She thought so when she first learned that the scar would not go away, even though she couldn't see Wen Lian at that time.

Wen Lian still knew.

She gave birth to infinite remorse, which seemed to be her punishment for Meng Lang tonight. She had to pay the price for the pleasure she gained.

If she didn't trick Wen Lian into bed, if she didn't finish it greedily, if she could escape from the gentle town in time, Wen Lian wouldn't have a chance to find out.

Of course, Wen Lian's self-cultivation would not dislike her, but Wen Lian felt that the scar was scary, and she had such a solemn expression just now.

Wen Lian will definitely feel sorry for her.

Although it was just an accident, it was still a pity that the accident happened on her face.

She hates Wen Lian pity her.

While being irritable, she carefully washed Wen Lian's underwear and took them out to dry.

Wen Lian likes to pretend to be serious, but it was okay when she was a teenager. At that time, her mother probably decided to buy clothes, and she was quite pink.But now she likes to wear dark and plain outerwear, as well as underwear.

White, black, soot, cold tea.

Obviously monotonous and ordinary, but attractive.

The next day, Wen Lian's mother and daughter went to work early in the morning.

Sheng Qi made an appointment to have lunch with Cheng Juan at a restaurant near Cheng Juan's company.

Cheng Juan is boring, she is not working or living, it is impossible to expect her to talk about movies, TV series and entertainment gossip.

So the old topic came up again, "How are you and Wen Lian doing recently?"

Sheng Qi dodged: "That's it."

"What's that like?" Cheng Juan smiled curiously.

Sheng Qi is actually very good at deceiving people, but sometimes she doesn't want to deceive people, she can't hold back her words, she likes to be more open about herself.Even if you can't be completely frank, at least you can be comfortable.

So she didn't want to hide it, and told Cheng Juan seriously: "We did it."

Cheng Juan choked on the soup.

It's embarrassing.

Sheng Qi spoke the lines for her, "It's a bit sudden, isn't it?"

"It's too sudden, you're making progress so fast, you're getting back together?" She couldn't believe it.

Sheng Qi said innocently: "No, there is no reunion. We just tried it."

"..."

Cheng Juan sighed in admiration, and was about to say something when he thought of something, so he stopped talking.

Don't laugh at a hundred steps if you take fifty steps.

"Wen Xu hasn't bothered you recently, has he?" she asked.

Sheng Qi shook his head: "Except for Wen Lian asking me if I should add her, she has never bothered me."

"Well, good." Cheng Juan stopped talking.

Sheng Qi suddenly felt at a loss, she had told Cheng Juan about such a private matter between her and Wen Lian.But she didn't know anything about Cheng Juan and Wen Xu.

She discovered Strawberry Print and Wen Xu by herself.

Cheng Juan is not loyal enough.

If the teenage Sheng Qi was here, he would not be happy on the spot, and had to ask why.

But now she can't, she didn't ask anything.

She intends to calm down for a few days.

Why did she plan to calm down again, she complained to herself.

But the neighbors harass her at any point.

[at home? ]

[what? ! ] Sheng Qi wanted her to stop in moderation, knowing that she was impatient.

[Return the clothes to me. ]

I'm so stingy, I still want a pair of underwear.

Sheng Qi angrily went to open the door.