I just want to tease the master

For new students, the [-]th is the day of the theoretical exam, and for Shu Qing, it is the birthday of his deceased wife.

She got up early, went to the flower shop to buy a large bouquet of white chrysanthemums and calla lilies, and drove to Xishan Cemetery.

It was still very early, not the Qingming Festival and the Winter Solstice. Shu Qing was the only one in the cemetery. Dressed in plain clothes, she walked through the rows of tombstones with heavy steps, and found the one that belonged to Yan Wenxin. monument.

The green plants all over the mountain are withered, and the cold wind is blowing in late autumn.

The name of his wife and the year of birth and death are engraved on the stele. Yan Wenxin was born on November 197, 11x and died on July 9, 201x, at the age of 7.

Looking at the beauty in the black-and-white photo, Shu Qing sighed, bent down and placed the flowers in front of the stele, and murmured: "Wenxin, happy birthday."

Painful memories flooded in like a flood, but there wasn't much love and warmth in them, all of them were guilt.

"If I hadn't been called away..."

"If I follow you every step of the way..."

"if……"

No if.

The sky was gloomy, and Shu Qing stood in front of the tombstone for a long time, letting the cool wind blow the hair on her forehead. She had to admit that time is the most effective water for forgetting love in the world. In the fourth year of standing here, Her affection for his wife had grown less intense.

Maybe it's because she didn't love deeply enough, and many past events were blurred like a blurred background. She even doubted whether the past ten years, from her student days to her [-]s, really existed?

Guilt is like an invisible chain, tying her here, and she doesn't know how long she will be tied here, gradually becoming desireless, and that's all in this life.

When leaving, Shu Qing ran into her mother-in-law.

Holding the flower in one hand and holding the granddaughter in the other, the old man tremblingly walked towards the tombstone, and met Shu Qing head-on.

"Mom..." Looking at each other for a long time, Shu Qing spoke first, "It's Wenxin's birthday today, I'll come and see her."

Unexpectedly, the old man didn't speak harsh words to her, but just gave her a cold look, and led the child past her, muttering, "You still have a little conscience..."

Before the grandparents and grandchildren reached the tombstone, the old man's footsteps quickened impatiently, and he was already sobbing.

Shu Qing turned to look at them, and couldn't help recalling the word "conscience", and suddenly felt a heavy sense of oppression and suffocation.

Living in guilt for a lifetime is enough to make people despair.

The exam in the morning came out in the afternoon. Not only did Lin Yinuo pass it smoothly, but her score was also the highest among this group of students. She was happy and excited, and the first thing she thought of was to call Master.

It took a long time to dial the number before the other end answered.

"Master! I passed the exam! No. 12 starts the simulator class!" Lin Yinuo yelled loudly, and jumped up holding the phone.

Heart pounding with tension...

I didn't hear the expected warm and soft compliment, but a weak nasal voice came from the other end of the phone: "Well... Congratulations..."

Lin Yinuo was stunned, "Master?"

"Um……?"

"Master, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..."

Shu Qing's voice sounded like he was in a state of confusion, soft and weak, and it didn't look like he had just woken up. Lin Yinuo couldn't help but think of what he saw at the hotel that night...

Could it be that the master is... so what?

Lin Yinuo suddenly felt his head became hot, and a burst of anger rushed straight to the sky, mixed with the sour taste of lemon essence, and shouted: "Du Wei! Is it you!"

"Um... what...?"

Not like.

Lin Yinuo took a slow breath and asked calmly, "Master, what are you doing?"

"Hmm... I don't know..."

After saying this, there was a "boom" sound from the receiver, as if a heavy object had fallen to the ground, and then Shu Qing let out a weak cry of pain, and there was no more movement.

"Master? Master?"

problem occurs.

Lin Yinuo hung up the phone, walked towards the dormitory and turned towards the main road, stopped a taxi and got on it.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Yinuo came to the door of Shu Qing's house, using five points of her strength when she was learning Taekwondo, and knocked on the door: "Master! Open the door! I know you are inside! You have the ability to ignore me , why can't you open the door!"

After pounding for a long time, the door opened.

The next second after pushing the door open, Lin Yinuo narrowly caught the falling figure, and was instantly blinded.

what's the situation?

Master threw himself into his arms!

There was a strong smell of alcohol in her nostrils, she looked down at the delicate and weak body in her arms, her heart trembled, her arms tightened involuntarily, "Master..."

Shu Qing leaned against her for a while, struggled to stand up, raised her drunken eyelids, and smiled at her, "Hello, apprentice, are you here specially... to drink with my teacher..."

As he spoke, he took her hand and walked inside.

"Come on... I still have a lot..."

There were a few empty wine bottles scattered on the ground, and the unfinished ones were neatly placed on the coffee table. Judging from the labels, they were all foreign wines, which were quite strong. Lin Yinuo was terrified and frowned.

Shu Qing's footsteps were sloppy, her figure swayed slightly, she pushed her to sit on the sofa, and gave her a cup, "Drink whatever you want..." Then she poured herself a cup.

Lin Yinuo stared at the light brown liquid in the cup and did not drink it for a long time, "Master, what happened?"

"No..." Shu Qing tilted her body, her cheeks were flushed, and she took a big gulp with her head raised.

The cold liquid slid down her throat, and the chill soaked her heart and lungs and penetrated into the bone crevices. She let out a heavy breath, her eyes were a little sore.

"..."

Shu Qing picked up the remaining half bottle of wine on the table, put the mouth of the bottle to her mouth, the surging liquor trickled down the corner of her mouth, drew a light brown trace, and flowed down her smooth and fair neck into the collar.

"Master!" Lin Yinuo snatched the wine bottle, "This is wine, not water! If you drink any more, you will get alcohol poisoning!"

"Cough...cough..." Shu Qing was choked, followed Lin Yinuo's hand holding the wine bottle, and suddenly laughed, "Apprentice, why don't you drink..."

Originally, Lin Yinuo thought that Shu Qing was just drinking too much, at least he was still conscious, but now it seemed that he was completely drunk and unconscious, and he was no longer the serious and serious master he used to be.

She put down the wine bottle, stretched out her arms to hug Shu Qing, before she could speak, she was caught off guard by her waist.

"...!"

"Why are you blaming me..." Shu Qing buried her head in her chest, sobbing in a low voice, "I shouldn't have taken her there, let alone walked away for a while... I didn't know she would fall..."

The warm moisture spread out from the front of the chest, and the scorching tears seemed to be burned into the skin. Although Lin Yinuo's head was confused, his heart was pulled hard, and he subconsciously hugged Shu Qing tightly, and patted Looking at her back, he said softly, "I know, it's not your fault."

Who is to blame?

I couldn't understand what Master said, so I had to follow her words to comfort her.

"I didn't kill Wenxin..."

"But I deserve it, I really deserve it..."

The sobs gradually turned into sobs, and the person in her arms twitched from crying, her hands tightly clutching her clothes, with such force that they seemed to tear the fabric forcefully.

Lin Yinuo was anxious like frying oil in her heart. She thought that the master was as cold as she had seen, but gentle on the surface, but she didn't expect that there was such a fragile side in her heart.

She had a faint feeling that she knew something.

"I'm so tired...I just want to hide and sleep...None of you can find me..." After crying for a while, Shu Qing curled up and curled up into Lin Yinuo's arms.

"Okay, let's hide and sleep."

Lin Yinuo stretched out his hand to hook the bend of her leg, picked her up and put her on his lap, brushed the messy hair on her forehead with five fingers, and slowly slid down along the hairline.

"I'm not bad at all...you are the bad ones..."

"Well, not bad."

The fingertips slowly slid across Shu Qing's blushing cheeks, touching a scorching temperature, Lin Yinuo looked down at the head resting on his neck, his heart was so itchy, he couldn't help lowering his head, his mandible Against her forehead, skin-to-skin.

"Will your husband be jealous if I hold you like this?" She asked purposefully.

Shu Qing closed her eyes, breathing heavily, "There is no husband... only... wife..."

Lin Yinuo's heart twitched, "Then, will my wife be jealous?"

"My wife... died..."

"!!!"

died?

Is it the wen she said just now?

Lin Yinuo twitched her fingers and accidentally poked Shu Qing's nose, only to hear the person in her arms hum and hum twice, her head moved, and her hot cheek touched her collarbone.

She hugged Shu Qing's waist tightly with one hand, hung her hand above the tip of her nose, slightly bent her fingers, swallowed involuntarily, "What is the cause of my wife's death?"

Her heart rate was approaching the critical point, and she almost suffocated.

Are you going to dig out the story behind Master?

Time passed by every minute and every second. After a long while, Lin Yinuo didn't wait for an answer, and said "um" in a questioning nasal voice. When he lowered his head, he found that Shu Qing had fallen asleep at some point.

The slender and thick eyelashes are like two light and small fans, covering her tightly closed eyes. The breath between her nose is long and even, dissipating in the air with the rise and fall of her chest.

Even when she was asleep, she still frowned.

Lin Yinuo was taken aback, and put his index finger on the center of her brow, gently and slowly smoothing out that wrinkle. He moved cautiously and held his breath, for fear of waking up the sleeping beauty.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, listening to the breathing of the person in his arms gradually sinking, Lin Yinuo gently picked her up and walked towards the room...

The author has something to say: enter the room, then what? 【Funny.jpg】