Inhabit you as a forest

The two lay flat on the bed and looked at the lamp.

Time passes by every minute and every second, as if the sound of the clock is in the ear, slowly hypnotizing.They were each trapped in the bed, their hair intertwined, their breath intertwined.

Sheng Qi suddenly remembered something important, sat up, pulled the quilt over, and covered Wen Lian.Wen Lian looked at her and expressed affection with his eyes.

Sheng Qi looked at her eyes quietly, amber, deserted, as quiet as the room at this moment.

She didn't know what to say for a moment.

I don't want to talk either.

She lay back down again, and Wen Lian shared some of the quilt with her, but still didn't speak.

No need to communicate, no need to think.

She intentionally sealed up the ability to think and threw it in the most remote corner.She has been getting along with Wen Lian like this recently. She doesn't show her happiness, sadness, or resentment.

Just pretend that you didn't know Wen Lian before, but now you are interested in a new neighbor and get close to him for the time being.

She also knew that this idea was untenable, but she chose to deceive herself.

The silence was too long, so long that Wen Lian had to find a topic.

But she obviously didn't know how to find a topic, she didn't even lay out the details, and she directly pointed to the fatal position: "You have high school textbooks and exercise books on your bookshelf, have you kept them by your side all the time?"

After the words were over, there was another period of silence.

Then she realized, panic hung on the brows, and the hand under the quilt held Sheng Qi's hand.

It was a little hotter than she thought, and Sheng Qi's body temperature was always higher in bed.She didn't have time to think about it last night, but now that she realized it later, when Sheng Qi touched her, his hands were not cold at all.

Let her hold him, but Sheng Qi didn't pull him away.

The expression was calm, and there was no ups and downs in the mood, but the tone was the same as that of the reunion meeting, polite and alienated: "Please don't raise the word "Zhong" with me."

The room became quiet again, and it was also quiet. It was a quiet and soft night just now, so free that you can spend your time casually.

The current stillness is a sign before the wind blows, deliberately, suffocating, as if a quilt covers the face.

The wind did not blow after all.

Feeling the almost indifferent attitude of the people around her, Wen Lian silently took back the foot she wanted to take.

Sheng Qi had long thought about what Wen Lian would do if she crossed the line.She decided to be gentle.

That time when Wen Lian hugged her suddenly in the kitchen, her resistance came suddenly, and she pushed Wen Lian away.Later, she asked herself that Wen Lian wasn't the only one who treated her badly. Why couldn't Wen Lian be given her forbearance and forbearance in front of others.

She can't rely on Wen Lian being a little patient with her now, and just be the grumpy person in Wen Lian's eyes.

Because of these so-called good things, others can take them away if they want, and they never know what kind of reason it will be.It's enough for everyone to pretend to be stupid together, but don't be smart and treat the other party as someone who comes to apologize.

But she also knows where her bottom line is, and now she still wants to pretend to be confused with Wen Lian, so she reminds Wen Lian to pretend together.

Wen Lian is a smart person, even if Sheng Qi didn't say anything just now, she wouldn't mention it again.

Wen Lian, a smart person, often pretends to be stupid, and is also called Dazhi Ruoyu, especially in front of relatives and friends.Sheng Qi used to think that she was easy to deceive, and could last for a long time if she was coaxed, but later when he kicked her away, she was very sober.

How serious the mistakes can be when you are young, how deep the misunderstandings can be, just a child, now think about it like a play.As long as two people want to communicate, they can talk about anything.

But if one party doesn't think about making it clear and is determined to quit, naturally there is nothing to talk about.

Just point to the shortcomings and scold them.

This was what Sheng Qi wanted to understand when he was recuperating in Yu Jiang. Wen Lian would not be so stupid, nor did he really want to scold her.Wen Lian just doesn't want her anymore, and feels that her existence does more harm than good, so she drives her away.

Realizing this was the inspiration she found from her father and Xu Tongtong's mother.

Life is the best teacher.

So here in Shengqi, there is no need to bring up the past, the past is the past, and the present is the present.

She was immersed in the old things and couldn't get out, that was her own business.She knew that Wen Lian couldn't move her, and she was afraid that Wen Lian would push her to sink deeper.

Doing it all over again, Wen Lian would probably make the same decision.

After sending Wen Lian away from her house, she closed the door, walked to the bookshelf, and took out a few textbooks and materials.

The high school Chinese teacher is a middle-aged Buddhist, and every time he reads the self-study, he likes to find Chinese books on Shengqi's seat.

Not for checking notes.He didn't care who copied the courseware or not.Some people don't listen in class, but their Chinese scores are very good. Some people memorize the books well, but they fail to get an average score.

So he doesn't care.

He likes to look at Sheng Qi's neurotic paintings, transforming respectable historical figures into new illustrations.This is certainly not worth encouraging, but he laughed while watching and never criticized.

He praised Sheng Qi's paintings for their aura, and Sheng Qi was immodestly complacent for a long time, and even told Wen Lian about it.

On Teacher's Day in the third year of high school, it was his evening self-study again, and Sheng Qi put a portrait of him in the book.He is small and skinny, but his lectures are cheerful and his expression is exaggerated.

He accepted the painting, stood on the podium, and asked the whole class: "How big is the mole on my face?"

The class couldn't stop laughing on the spot.

Sheng Qi smiled along with Zhang Zhang's faces that had been blurred in his memory, and opened the Chinese document he just took off.

On the title page of the book, the word "Sheng Qi" is correct, and it is a beautiful regular script.

The first grade helped her write it.

……

Sheng Qi can still remember that she went to Wen Lian's bedroom with a pack of new books on her back, and asked Wen Lian to write her name and class for her.

The reason is also very simple: "Your calligraphy is beautiful."

This matter is actually meaningless. Fortunately, Wen Lian is still free at the beginning of school, so she doesn't think it is troublesome, so she helps her write one by one.

Prosperous Sheng, inhabited habitat.

"The name sounds good and looks good, who chose it?"

She praised people as if she was talking serious, without any acting elements, and it was the truth when she heard it, which made people feel good.

"It seems to be my mother. When I asked grandma, she had an unnatural expression and said that everyone took it together. I guessed it was my mother."

Sheng Qi has her own judgment on these matters, she doesn't understand, "She gave me this name, and flew away by herself, I don't know where to live."

Not complaining, she was really curious how far her mother was from her, yet she didn't even see her.

"Maybe she wants you to be safe and sound."

In order to live up to Wen Lian's comfort, Sheng Qi did not hesitate to smile.

Not to mention, she looked up her name in the dictionary, and when she pronounced another sound, it had exactly the opposite meaning.

"I'll write you a name too."

Her handwriting was much uglier than Wen Lian's. She chose a physical education textbook that was hardly needed, and wrote "Wen Lian" stroke by stroke on the title page.

Wen Lian can always find a way to praise: "The writing is much clearer."

"Is there a reward?" Sheng Qi looked forward to it.

Wen Lian smiled shyly, and kissed her generously on the cheek.

Sheng Qi stared at her lips, not daring to push her further.

"Wen Lian, if someone asks you for a reward in the future, will you kiss me?"

"who?"

"Other friends."

"I don't have time to be friends with anyone just yet."

Wen Lian considered the actual situation.For example, at this moment, writing Sheng Qi's name and talking to Sheng Qi is a pleasant rest.

But one more friend will become her burden,

"What about later?"

"I don't know." Wen Lian didn't spend energy thinking about nothingness, but just smiled at her: "No one else likes to act like a baby like you, and likes to be kissed."

Where can I find a second Shengqi.

Sheng Qi was embarrassed by what she said, his face became hot, and he stopped talking.

She stayed at Wen Lian's house for dinner, and cousin Wen Lian also came.

Sheng Qi had met Wan Yuduo several times before. He was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Boys have the characteristic jumping-off and unstoppable speech, Sheng Qi can't listen to it occasionally, and his face will turn red after a few words of insult, but he can't find anything to refute.

Wan Yuduo probably made a dirty trick and filed a complaint behind his back. Wen Lian privately said to Sheng Qi: "Don't tease my cousin, he can't beat you."

Sheng Qi was surprised: "Ah, you speak for him."

Wen Lian changed to a nice word: "I'm begging for mercy for him, okay?"

"Then if I quarrel with him, who will you help?" Sheng Qi began to ask soulfully.

"No matter who you help, the other party will be angry. So don't quarrel with him, okay?" Wen Lian calmly changed the subject.

Sheng Qi pretended to be willful, "If I quarrel with him and you don't help me, I will quarrel with you."

"You are not allowed to quarrel with me, and I can't say no to you."

Wen Lian felt that the two of them were talking tongue twisters, laughed out loud, and persuaded her: "Don't lose your temper."

The tenderness in her eyes was like a warm embrace, Sheng Qi couldn't help lowering his head, and kissed her lips.

Wen Lian was stunned, and she was also stunned.

That spring was exceptionally warm, with sunshine every day, which came in at noon, and the study was brightly lit.

Sheng Qi restarted quickly after his mind was stuck, and squeezed out a natural smile, "If you can't say no to me, you can kiss me, you see, then neither of us can talk."

Her concealment was a bit obvious this time, and Wen Lian didn't say a word after listening.

"Are you angry?"

After finishing his homework in silence, Sheng Qi asked uneasily, and then whispered, "But you kissed my mouth too, can't I kiss you?"

"It's not good, I think it's weird." Wen Lian expressed his feelings frankly, and discussed with her: "Don't kiss me like this next time?"

At that time, Sheng Qi couldn't learn how to hide his feelings, his face was full of disappointment, but he still obediently agreed: "I see."

I don't know if her expression was too ugly, which indirectly affected Wen Lian, or Wen Lian stroked it carefully and thought it was acceptable.

In short, before Sheng Qi went back, Wen Lian said to her: "If you must kiss, you tell me in advance, and I will try to prepare myself."

Sheng Qi's eyes lit up with stars, and he looked at her happily, "Really?"

"Well, maybe you won't be uneasy if you are prepared."

……

Sheng Qi put the book back on the shelf. The old Wen Lian was so deceitful and likable.

She reflected on herself. At that time, she was impatient and often reckless, but Wen Lian slowly accepted it.

She thought Wen Lian would always accept her.

I didn't expect to break in the middle for a few years.

Now that Wen Lian began to accept her recklessness and demands again, she didn't think it was easy to deceive, but it was undeniable that Wen Lian was still likable.

After scratching her twice, I can think about it for a day, thinking about finding an ointment for her to apply.

I will find a reason to come to her house, and finally tell her honestly that I don't want that dress and put it here.

Sheng Qi tried his best not to laugh too much at these moments.

The disordered thoughts became clear again, and she sent a message to Wen Lian, [If the cold gets worse tomorrow morning and you feel uncomfortable, tell me, and I will take you to work. ]

[Will it disturb your sleep? ]

[Won't. ]

In order to create a chance encounter when Wen Lian was at work, Sheng Qi even did the stupid thing of setting the alarm clock to get up and throw out the trash.

This time, there was no need to make excuses, it was much easier.Whoever made Wen Lian catch a cold by her, she should take more care of her.