Her voice trembled a little, and there was an indescribable anger. Just now, Lin Qinghan had been looking at the road and couldn't have seen the car, so she just...
Lin Qinghan fell in pain, looked at Qu Mojing who couldn't hold back her anger and looked down at her, and was stunned for a long time. In the distance, the driver was in shock and was running over with an umbrella, but Lin Qinghan couldn't control it. Her eyes were a little hard to open because of the rain, but Qu Mojing was locked tightly. When she questioned, she burst into tears again. Her heart that was about to die seemed to be alive again. She looked at Qu Mojing, her voice hoarse and choked: "She doesn't want me anymore, Mojing, she's gone, she doesn't want me anymore."
Tears kept falling down the corners of her eyes, she closed her eyes, stretched her wet arms around Qu Mojing's neck, and twitched as she cried.
Qu Mojing was stabbed in the heart by her sudden grief, and her anger left her soft and distressed in a blink of an eye. She squeezed slightly and hugged Lin Qinghan. Turning his head to look at the male driver who was at a loss to hold an umbrella for them, he said softly, "We're fine, we don't need to call 120."
The man looked at them up and down: "Is it really okay, this little girl is crying... Hey, this is so careless, it's raining, the vision is not good, and the brakes are slow, if you didn't push her away, this... Really Scared me to death." The driver's hands were still shaking, and it seemed that he was really frightened.
Qu Mojing looked down at Lin Qinghan who couldn't help crying, her eyes were full of distress, she didn't want her anymore, did Lin Yan secretly leave? She took a breath and patted the girl's thin back. She also complained to Lin Yan in her heart. Lin Yan underestimated Lin Qinghan's paranoia and underestimated her meaning to Lin Qinghan.
Children who grow up in such an environment, no matter how normal they behave, the shadows and traumas in their hearts can’t be just as quickly. Now there is a sudden appearance, I am afraid it is the last straw that crushes Lin Qinghan, her brows can't help frowning, if she hadn't seen it...
Taking a deep breath, Qu Mojing reluctantly stood up and fell to his knee just now, and it was still in severe pain. She leaned down and hugged the person to stand up, looking at the person who was still crying and said warmly: "Did you fall somewhere, let's go to hide from the rain first, okay?"
Lin Qinghan saw that Qu Mojing was wet, and whispered with red eyes, "It's okay..."
The male driver took the two under the roof with an umbrella, but he was still a little hesitant: "Do you really need to go to the hospital?"
Qu Mojing reached out and touched her body, only to find that the skin of her elbow was rubbed and bleeding came out. She frowned and asked her, "Go clean up the wound?"
Lin Qinghan bit his lower lip, reached out and pulled down Qu Mojing's sleeve as if to see her hand. Qu Mosheng probably understood what she was thinking, and said to the driver again, "It's okay, we don't need to go to the hospital, but could you please send us back, it's raining too much."
"no problem."
The bicycle spigot was damaged and had to be left there for now. After the rain, the temperature was a bit low. Lin Qinghan, who was soaking wet with the air conditioner in the car, couldn't help shivering. Qu Mo put her arms around her. When the two returned home, Aunt Huang was already looking around anxiously and saw the embarrassed two. People got out of the car and jumped in shock.
"Mojing, Qinghan, why are you still soaking like this when you get back in the car?"
Qu Mojing motioned for the driver to leave, and said to Aunt Huang, "Aunt Huang, we are fine. Please cook some ginger soup. I'll take Qinghan to take a bath first."
Qu Mojing took Lin Qinghan up to the second floor, rummaged through a set of clothes in the closet, and took out new panties and underwear, and when he turned back, he saw Lin Qinghan standing at the door staring at him. Her face was very pale, her eyes were still red and swollen, her long hair was wet, and her left cheek was also red and swollen. It looked like she had been beaten, and she looked very pitiful.
Feeling distressed and angry, Qu Mojing reached out and took her cold hand and took her to the bathroom: "This is shower gel, this is shampoo. Take a shower first, and I'll talk about it later."
Lin Qinghan's eyes were uncomfortable: "I can do it myself, you can wash it quickly."
The hot water sprayed from the shower head in the bathroom instantly dissipated the coolness, and the warmth swept through the tired body, making Lin Qinghan's numb and chaotic thoughts clearer.
The scene of the person riding a bicycle and hugging her and rolling him to the side kept replaying in his mind, and his whole body hurt from falling, but her head was well protected by her. When she looked down at herself and asked in a cold voice, her completely cold heart suddenly became aware, and all her patience collapsed in her cold, angry and panic-stricken eyes.
This bath took a long time until someone knocked on the door: "Qinghan, are you ready?"
"Okay." Lin Qinghan's voice was a little hoarse, and Qu Mo's brows twitched slightly, standing outside the bathroom waiting.
The door opened with a "click", and Qu Mojing turned to look at her. The other party was wearing her own blue dress. Due to the fumigation of the hot water, her pale face was ruddy. The slender and thin neck became whiter against the blue background, and the straight and slender calves were together, which was very beautiful.
When she saw Qu Mojing, she lowered her head slightly.
Aunt Huang brought up the ginger soup: "Drink it while it's hot. Although it's summer, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold."
"Okay, thank you Aunt Huang."
Qu Mojing took the blower and handed it to Lin Qinghan, and sat beside him drinking the ginger soup silently. Lin Qinghan felt a little uneasy for some reason, and pursed his mouth and carefully blew his hair. The hum reverberated in the room, and it seemed eerily quiet.
After drying his hair, Lin Qinghan sat aside, looking at the ginger soup pushed over by Qu Mojing, he took it up and drank it. The slightly spicy ginger soup was sweet and slid into his stomach with a burst of warmth. Lin Qinghan was drinking the soup, but from time to time he looked at Qu Mojing, who was sitting straight and not looking sideways.
It's just that she happened to be caught in the next moment, Qu Mojing put down the bowl, with an inexplicable air pressure on her body, raised her eyes and looked at her: "Do you know what's wrong?"
Lin Qinghan pursed her lips, her eyes turned red, and nodded.
He got up and went to the cabinet to get the first aid kit. Qu Mojing took out the iodophor inside, and moistened the cotton with tweezers: "Give me your right hand."
Qu Mojing bent down, held Lin Qinghan's right hand, and lowered her head to disinfect her. The large piece of skin was scratched, and it was a little white from the blisters. Qu Mojing said that the cotton ball was pressed and lightly applied, and then carefully She blew.
The cool wind blew through the wound, causing goose bumps on Lin Qinghan's hands. She lowered her eyes and looked at Qu Mojing. She lowered her head sideways, and her hair was tucked behind her. The freshly washed hair was soft and shiny, and a few strands fell on her hands, which she twisted quietly with her fingers to make it extremely smooth.
Her beautiful eyebrows are habitually folded, like a smoky cigarette, her eyelashes are long and curled, trembling slightly, her expression is serious and serious, but she is doing the action of pouting and blowing, which makes Lin Qinghan's heart suddenly become uneasy and calm, and then the waves rise again in a blink of an eye, which intensifies. .
When Qu Mojing finished painting and got up, she had not had time to take back her eyes full of nostalgia. When she touched this look, Qu Mojing's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes were filled with scrutiny and exploration. But Lin Qinghan quickly recovered and hid everything again.
Qu Mojing had doubts in her heart but had more important things to tell this girl, so she put the things away and looked at her seriously: "I know you are uncomfortable, and I understand how cruel it is to you. But Qinghan, No matter how desperate, only by living well can you ask the world for an explanation."
Lin Qinghan looked at her fixedly, and finally lowered her head and muttered, "You all know, why doesn't she know?"
Qu Mojian touched her head: "Maybe she has to, Qinghan, your mother loves you very much, you know."
Lin Qinghan raised his head and looked at her, his eyes were a little moist, but he didn't speak. Then she rubbed her eyes and looked down at Qu Mojing's leg: "Is your leg also injured, and your elbow, I haven't seen it yet."
Qu Mo raised his eyebrows, stood up slightly lame, rolled up his trouser legs, and motioned for Lin Qinghan to take a look. On the originally fair and dizzy knees, there was a large piece of Yu Zi, which fell on the delicate white skin, which was very scary.
Lin Qinghan stood up in a hurry, turned around a little helplessly, and immediately squatted in front of her again, looking at the injury on her knee, feeling extremely distressed: "You are in pain... Medicinal wine, medicine for falls..."
"Yeah." Bu Xian Bu Qing said a word, but Qu Mojing didn't say anything.
Lin Qinghan's throat was astringent, and he quickly turned through the first aid kit prepared at home, and there was really medicinal wine.
Quickly poured a little and quickly rubbed it in your hand, then carefully smeared it on the bruise, and slowly pushed and held it. She was bullied and injured a lot before, and she is very skilled at doing these.
She endured and worked hard, Qu Mojing's body immediately tensed, and she let out a low gasping sound, Lin Qinghan looked up at her nervously: "You bear with it, if you don't push it away, it will hurt longer. It's my fault. , hurt you."
It was really painful at first, but after being rubbed by Lin Qinghan, the place was warm and warm, and it loosened up a lot after stopping. She looked at Lin Qinghan with a face of self-blame, and put down her trouser legs: "If you really blame yourself, then you will never have such impulsive things happen today?"
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Lin Qinghan's hand: "Go wash your hands."
After Lin Qinghan washed her hands, she did not see Qu Mojing, nor did she see her figure upstairs, thinking that she had gone downstairs. Lin Qinghan hesitated for a moment, then walked downstairs and saw Aunt Huang who was busy there.
"Have you finished taking a shower?" Aunt Huang looked at her with a kind face and smiled.
"Well, thank you Aunt Huang for making the ginger soup just now, for causing trouble for you and Mo Sheng again." Lin Qinghan and Aunt Huang thanked him, and felt a little guilty.
Aunt Huang liked Lin Qinghan very much, and smiled lovingly: "Silly child, what trouble is it? Mo Sheng is willing to bring you back, and I am so close to you. I am very happy. She used to be stubborn, but now she suddenly feels like she has grown up. , She is unsmiling on weekdays, always with a serious look on her face, her parents and I are very worried, and I am more relieved when she has a playmate."
Lin Qinghan blushed a little. She wasn't considered a playmate, right? Qu Mojing didn't seem to play with her very much. She pursed her lower lip and looked around: "Aunt Huang, where's Mojing?"
Aunt Huang frowned: "I went out again, and said that the bicycle was still left there. I said that someone would deal with it later, and she had to go by herself."
Lin Qinghan hurriedly looked outside. The rain was still falling, but it was much lighter, but she was still worried: "It rained a lot just now, and the road was full of water, how did she get out. Aunt Huang, if there is an umbrella, I will go to her. "
"Hey, Mo Sheng specially said to let you stay here obediently. If you go, she will be angry." Aunt Huang said, standing at the door and staring.
However, Qu Mojing came back very quickly. When Lin Qinghan saw her pushing her bicycle through the rain curtain, her heart was relieved. She was wearing shorts and a white T-shirt and held a black umbrella. After stopping the car, she carried a box and entered the door with the umbrella.
"Are you wet?" Lin Qinghan didn't pay attention to what she took, just looked at her.
Seeing that the little girl cared so much about Qu Mojing, Aunt Huang smiled and stood aside to interrupt, but took the wet umbrella thoughtfully.
"No, it's not raining heavily." As she said that, she put the small box in her hand on the table in the living room, turned to look at Lin Qinghan, her tone was still very calm: "I went out and passed a cake shop, and the dessert I bought earlier was damaged. The cake is pretty good, it happened to have an eight-inch tiramisu, so I bought it."
Lin Qinghan looked at her without saying a word, but her eyes did not blink for a moment, Qu Mojing felt uncomfortable looking at her, looked away, pretending to be indifferent: "Today happens to be your birthday, and there was no cake at the banquet before, just so can be added."
"Today is Qinghan's birthday, so this cake is the right one. I will cook another table of good dishes in the evening to celebrate." Aunt Huang smiled and took the call, looking at the two of them.
When the candles were put on the cake, Qu Mojing motioned to Lin Qinghan to make a wish and urge the candles. Aunt Huang looked at them and quickly said, "Mojing, Qinghan, you should sing a birthday song on your birthday first, and then blow out the candles after making a wish."
Qu Mosheng was stunned for a moment, she slowly glanced at Lin Qinghan who was looking at her, her pink lips pursed, her eyes were a little hesitant. After a while, her lips opened, and a few vague and low voices spilled out: "Happy birthday to you, I wish you... Happy birthday to you"
The way she sings is too awkward, her eyes wander, and her voice is a little small. Lin Qinghan saw that her exposed ears were red to the bottom of her ears, and the pink tenderness was exposed outside her hair, which was very cute. I couldn't tell what I felt in my heart, it was hot and hot, but seeing Qu Mosheng's embarrassed singing voice, he couldn't help but laughed softly.
Noticing that she was laughing, she hurriedly lowered her head and pressed her fist to her mouth. Qu Mojing stopped singing the birthday song and gave her a resentful look: "Sing, blow out the candles."
Looking at them, Aunt Huang laughed so hard that she quickly responded, "Yes, yes, make a wish and blow out the candles."
The cake for this birthday and the birthday song she heard became memories that Lin Qinghan could never forget in her whole life. The mellow and rich taste of tiramisu, and the person who sang, made her love all her life.
The author has something to say: Miss Qu shot, Lin Baobao was wronged.
The little bitter gourd who confesses all the time, Miss Qu, do you see it
Qu Mojing's feelings for Lin Qinghan are very complicated, with pity, appreciation, and a desire to protect. But it was difficult for her to feel emotional about Lin Qinghan for a while. In fact, the relationship is so deep that even if you don't accept Lin Qinghan, you can't let it go, so Lin Qinghan will still be uncomfortable for a while, and when Miss Qu finds out that she is like her surname, she will love Lin Qinghan very much.
So the little bitter gourd will turn into a small melon, it is still frozen, take a bite, 2333