"I'll go back to my room."

"What about dinner?"

"Remember to call me."

"It's really capricious."

Without returning to his brother, Bai Yingui picked up his coat and walked towards his room.

Entering his own room, he put his coat on the hanger, came to his desk, knelt down on the pure white blanket with his knees wrapped in black knee socks, opened the desk cabinet, and closed himself from inside. I rummaged through the things I was sorting out carefully.

Finally, I found the stacked diaries on the lower floors on the inner side, and found the diary of the person I met for the first time when I was in junior high school.

'When is that day? '

The time was too far away, and Bai Yingui, who hadn't looked back for a long time, forgot that day that was hard for her to let go.

Opening the pages of the book that were already faintly yellowed, I felt a little fortunate in my heart that I didn't abandon these past memories when I moved.

A diary is a very personal thing, it records every detail of a person's daily life. In this era, there is a more convenient way to keep a record of one's life, but Bai Yingui has not changed his diary. Get into the habit of keeping a journal by hand.

Perhaps it was the exaggeration of those so-called "hackers" before that left Bai Yingui a little uneasy about the mysterious network, or it might be that he didn't have so much spare time at the time, and used his mobile phone to record on weekdays.

The only time to rest is after reviewing your homework and before going to bed.

It is not meaningless for her to recall her actions throughout the day, to be happy, to keep the content worth remembering.

Looking at the content that I have forgotten, flipping the pages with yellowed edges, the memory is gradually awakened from the depths of my memory, and the thought of "ah, so this kind of thing happened" is also from time to time. came to her mind.

For a moment, she forgot the reason why she flipped through the diary, but when she faintly approached the day in her memory, the speed of turning the pages gradually slowed down.

"......"

Looking at the diary in her hand, she didn't have the courage to turn the pages for a moment.

'What am I... doing now. '

In her heart, she felt ashamed for no reason for what she was sitting on now, and her face was blushing. She didn't expect that she would be so humble that she would hide in her room alone, to recall those things in the past, and comfort herself When the heart is stirring.

Those moral concepts established since childhood, what happened in my own family before, the mother who betrayed her father and left home.

Let Bai Yingui know how much he hates unstable families and people who betray their families.

Sitting silently on the blanket, Bai Yingui slowly raised his head to look at the ceiling, and sighed long.

In the icy blue eyes was the unresolvable sorrow, because of his inexplicable goodwill, because of his feelings that he shouldn't have, he felt a little troublesome.

The girl's white and tender hand was lightly pressed against her heart, feeling her heartbeat, she gradually pulled up her skirt, lowered her head to look at her hand, bit her lips tightly, and slowly let go of her palm, little by little. stand up.

It's good to completely suppress the feelings in my heart, stand up, and gradually walk to the floor-to-ceiling mirror in her room, looking at the expressionless self who is the same as usual, she nodded slightly, A look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Without waiting for her elder brother to speak and calling her to eat, she walked out of her room on her own initiative...

"Xiaogui is really working hard."

In the evening before the break, Xiaosan and Qianhua sat in the living room after finishing their dinner, Meihong was lying on Xiaosan's lap, with a sleepy expression on her face, obviously a little sleepy.

Having just finished dinner and the whole day has passed, Meihong, who has not had such a rest, is about to fall asleep.

However, Xiaosan and Qianhua obviously haven't reached the time to rest, hugging Meihong, looking at Meihong who is about to fall asleep, Xiaosan carried her back to the room and put her in the cradle.

When she returned to the living room, Qian Hua started talking about Bai Yingui.

"Ok?"

Suddenly talking about Bai Yingui, Xiaosan's original drowsiness subsided a little, and he looked at his wife beside him.

There was no angry expression on Qianhua's face, she just slowly approached Xiaosan a little bit, and then pressed her upper body on Xiaosan's lap.

"In this case, won't you feel chest tightness?"

"No, it's just a little uncomfortable."

Slowly turning over a person, Qianhua, who was facing up, looked directly at Xiaosan, and said with a smile on her face.

"What you just said was about Bai Yingui?"

"Huh? I thought Xiao San, you would change the subject by the way."

"Even if it's transferred, won't you still mention these things when you think about it?"

"I'm not that incomprehensible!"

Xiaosan didn't speak, just stared at Fujiwara Chika silently, until Qianhua herself felt a little embarrassed, then smiled shyly, her eyes drifted away.

"No! Normally at this time, shouldn't it be Xiao San who is guilty?!"

Qian Hua suddenly thought of something, but suddenly her expression cheered up again, she pouted her cheeks as if she was asking a teacher, and stared fiercely at Xiao San.

Maybe it reminded her of some afternoon drama, or evening drama, some strange content, Xiaosan sighed.

"I didn't do anything."

"But Xiaosan, you have hurt the purest feelings of a girl!"

"what........"

Xiaosan wanted to refute something, but thinking of Qianhua's character, he was not in the mood to refute. He just responded weakly, looked down at Qianhua on his lap, stretched out his index finger, and poked it lightly. Take a look at Qianhua's fair belly.

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The smooth skin was still a little loose due to the fact that she had just given birth to Meihong, not as tight as before.

The itchy feeling caused an unbearable smile to appear on Qianhua's face, but after a while, she quickly suppressed the smile and stared at Xiaosan pretending to be serious.

"I'm talking about serious things!"

Covering his belly with his hands, he prevented Xiao San from making trouble again.

Xiaosan didn't say anything, moved his finger up slightly, and tapped Qianhua's nose.

"Xiao San!"

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Raising his hands, Xiaosan expressed his surrender.

Wrinkling her little nose, Qian Hua had a dissatisfied expression on her face, as if she wasn't going to forgive Xiao San so easily.

"With a cake?"

"Chocolate mousse cake, tomorrow."

".......All right."

Hearing Xiaosan's agreement, Qianhua's face revealed a satisfied expression.

But it took a moment for her to react.

"Wait, the topic has shifted again! We are talking about Xiaosan, you failed the girl's tenderness!"

"I didn't do anything."

"Not doing anything is the most extreme thing! Leave a little fantasy to the girl, but don't stop her fantasy, Xiao Gui is a very innocent child!"

"......"

Glancing at Qianhua, Xiaosan sighed helplessly.

"Then what do you say?"

"Would you like to have a relationship with Xiaogui secretly? Then report to me everything you do with Xiaogui every day?"

"You have this hobby?!"

Frowning his eyebrows and looking at Qianhua on his lap with an innocent expression on his face, he was shocked.

Chapter 17, Your life is like a candle in the wind

If he really wants to get in touch with Bai Yingui, Qianhua really won't stop him.

He has lived with Qianhua for such a long time, even if he can't say he has a complete understanding of Qianhua's character, he still has a rough idea of ​​how outrageous the behavior she can do.

As long as Xiaosan doesn't get too close to other women in front of Qianhua, and provokes Qianhua to deliberately hurt her, then Qianhua can choose to turn a blind eye to Xiaosan's matter.

Since marrying Qianhua, Xiaosan has shown his attitude with his actions, and Qianhua's trust in him has reached an unbelievable level.

"Because I like Xiaosan, and Xiaogui is also very cute. It might be nice to see Xiaosan and Xiaogui together."

"It is recommended to watch less weird content in the future."

"Huh? Don't Xiaosan like it?"

Although there was indeed a slight sense of excitement, but the thought of being intimate with other women in front of his wife, and being Xiaosan himself for the time being, the conscience and morality in his heart made him feel unacceptable just thinking about it.

"do not like."

"Obviously Xiaogui is such a cute girl."

"In front of your husband, praise how cute other girls are, and induce your husband to have bad relationships with other girls, and you don't know what's going on in your little head."

Sighing, she picked up the teacup on the coffee table, took a sip, and Qianhua, who was lying on Xiaosan's lap, stretched out her hand, and gently touched Xiaosan's Adam's apple.

The skin of the fingertips touched the Adam's apple, and Xiaosan almost coughed out the tea in his mouth due to the itching feeling.

Leaning back a little, avoiding Qianhua's harassment, she swallowed the tea, reached out and rubbed her throat lightly, and the itchy feeling gradually disappeared.

"Because I don't know what Xiaosan is thinking in his heart. I don't know if Xiaosan will feel moved when you see those beautiful girls. If you get old in the future, Xiaosan will you still like me, so I think Accept early that Xiao San likes other people."

Looking down at Qianhua who was lying on her lap, she slightly turned her lower body, lying on Xiaosan's lap, her face was facing towards Xiaosan's lower abdomen, and she spoke to Xiaosan in a voice full of resentment Thoughts from the bottom of my heart.

Regarding Qian Hua's words, even Xiao San, who has long been used to her being off-line, doesn't know what to say at this moment, nor does she know how she thought of such a thing.

"Not everything can be gotten used to, and, even if you are old, you are also Chika Fujiwara, the only Chika Fujiwara in my heart, the mother of Mei Hong, and no one can replace you."

Turning her face slightly, Qianhua looked at Xiaosan with a surprised look.

"Even Xiaosan would occasionally say something nice. I thought you would say 'I don't know how', and then pretend to be calm and keep silent."

"Ha... why do you think so?"

"Because the former Qiuyue-jun was like this. When he didn't know what to say, he would promise that nothing would happen to him, and then he kept silent all of a sudden."

"......"

Thinking back on his past self, Xiaosan felt that maybe it was right.

"The current Xiaosan is different from the former Qiuyue-jun."

Facing Qian Hua's emotional words, Xiao San couldn't help but look down at the jade-like profile of the girl who used to be, and smiled slightly.

"You, too, have become different from before."

Sideways, Qian Hua lying flat on Xiao San's lap, looked at Xiao San's eyes, and they both smiled...

You cannot be happy if you are afraid of getting hurt.

He who does no harm to no one can bring happiness to no one.

I don't know where I heard such a sentence, Xiaosan, who had been immersed in his dream like a dream, suddenly thought of such a sentence in a blank environment.

He briefly reviewed his youth in his mind, he was still young, but found that his life had perfectly confirmed this sentence.

Because no one wants to hurt anyone, and always maintains an ambiguous state, neither taking the initiative nor giving up, just like the weeds by the river, where the wind blows, it will slant.

In the end, I had to make a choice, or hurt my already hurt heart severely again.

He does not deny that he has gone too far, and he also has guilt hidden in his heart.

The conversation with Qianhua about Bai Yingui made Xiaosan completely resurface from the bottom of his heart those contents that he had deliberately ignored.

Myself, it's too much.

His heart contracted violently, he opened his eyes, looked at the gray bedroom, his body was covered in cold sweat.

Slowly sat up, looked at Qianhua who was still resting beside her, and then glanced at Meihong in the cradle.

Lifting off the quilt on himself, without disturbing anyone, he gently got up from the bed and left, walked out of the bedroom, came to the living room, and walked directly into the bathroom.

After washing his body, drying his body, and changing into clean clothes, he was not in a hurry to return to his bedroom.

Lying on the sofa in the living room, she put her hand on the seat where Qianhua was sitting before her night's rest, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

Regarding the matter of Bai Yingui, how should he deal with it, how should he deal with it?

The other party is Moe Ye's classmate and friend. Even if he has entered the university, he is still in the same university. As for Qianhua and the other party, he also has a pretty good relationship. In addition, Fengshi... the relationship between the three sisters and Bai Yingui All pretty good.

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