After the two finished eating the cake, they read books in the room. Qu Mojing had a separate study room with a very rich collection of books, which was full of bookshelves.
Lin Qinghan sat on the side and watched Qu Mojing holding a copy of "Narchis and Goldmund" in her hand. She looked attentively when she was reading, and her face was very beautiful with her eyebrows lowered. Lin Qinghan watched for a long time, until she noticed that Qu Mojing yawned a little, and finally closed her eyes.
Lin Qinghan leaned over to take a careful look, and called softly, "Mohan?" Qu Mojing seemed to be too tired, she fell asleep, and she was lying on the table sideways.
Lin Qinghan stood by the table and stared blankly for a long time. More than two hours ago, her world was still dark, but because of Qu Mojing, an oasis appeared in that desert, full of vitality.
Qu Mojing was not very comfortable sleeping on her stomach, her cheeks were slightly red, the broken hair on her forehead covered her eyebrows and eyes, and her lips were rosy at the moment because she was sleeping on her stomach.
Lin Qinghan watched in awe, stretched out her hand and brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, and touched her delicate skin with her fingertips, but she was reluctant to take it back, and her eyes fell uncontrollably on the red lips.
Lin Qinghan felt a little stunned, because the scene of Fu Shuyan and the woman in the locker room today suddenly appeared in his mind. For some reason, her body felt extremely hot, but in the end she couldn't help lowering her head, her lips touched Qu Mo's cheek, and then she straightened up a little in a hurry, her cheeks flushed and her heart was beating.
The place where her lips touched was soft and delicate, she pressed her lips, her eyes were helpless and confused, and then she was a little self-loathing, struggling for a long time, afraid that Qu Mojing would not sleep well, she leaned over and pretended Calmly shook her gently: "Mo Sheng, go to bed when you're sleepy, it's uncomfortable to lie on your stomach here."
Qu Mojing raised her head in confusion, and Lin Qinghan was so soft-hearted that she helped her to the bedroom. Adjust the temperature of the air conditioner to a suitable temperature, cover her with the blanket, and then go out lightly.
In the slightly dim room, Qu Mosheng, who had closed her eyes originally, opened her eyes and looked at the door. There was a trace of confusion in her eyes. She gently pressed her fingers to the side of her face, her eyes were very complicated.
Just now she was a little tired and lay on her stomach for a while. She was a little drowsy. When Lin Qinghan called her, she was a little conscious, but she was too lazy to respond. Then she felt a little awake when her hand was numb, and she realized that Lin Qinghan's fingers were on her face.
Gently brushing it brought a burst of goosebumps, and she felt that something was wrong at the time, until a warm and sweet breath got closer and closer, and the last touch of warmth fell on her face, and her breathing suddenly stagnated.
If it wasn't for Lin Qinghan leaving in a hurry, she almost couldn't help opening her eyes. Could it be that she was misled by the two women today? Because I saw those two women staged a live erotic palace, so... the more I think about it, the more worried, the brows are furrowed, it's all to blame Fu Shuyan for not knowing how to restrain!
Qu Mojing had lived for more than 20 years, and only had a romantic relationship with Meng Jiahe. Although she had met this woman before, she did not know her very well. Although she didn't understand it very well, she didn't feel anything embarrassing, but it was not an easy way, and she didn't want Lin Qinghan to try confusedly at this age.
After thinking over and over for a long time, until there was a knock on the door, she sat up and sorted her clothes: "Come in."
"You're awake, Aunt Huang is ready to eat dinner."
Qu Mojing sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her. She was still wearing her skirt, so she couldn't see clearly in the dimly lit room, but the girl's pretty figure couldn't hide it.
Qu Mojing didn't say anything, and only responded when Lin Qinghan walked in with some doubts: "Okay, are you hungry?"
Lin Qinghan shook his head, with nostalgia in his tone: "The cake in the afternoon is delicious, I'm not hungry."
Qu Mojing's heart softened slightly, and when she heard her obedient words, she wanted to rub her head, but thinking of Lin Qinghan's actions, she endured it again: "Let's go, don't make Aunt Huang wait too long."
Qu Mojing walked past her without waiting for her. Lin Qinghan thought it was Qu Mojing who got up, and followed behind obediently.
The rain has stopped, and although the sky is dark outside, the sky is clear and clean, and the air is also full of moisture.
Aunt Huang looked at the wet ground outside the house: "The rain has finally stopped, let's eat first."
While eating, Aunt Huang's cell phone rang. She answered the call, looked up at Lin Qinghan and Qu Mojing, and handed the phone to Qu Mojing.
"Dad, what's the matter?" Qu Mojing asked softly, then listened to Qu Sheng's question.
"Yes, it's with me." Qu Mojing looked calm, and then she didn't know what to hear. She said, "It's past six o'clock, it's too late to be anxious now."
"Okay, just make a decision. She's in a bad mood, and she's not feeling well in the heavy rain, so she won't go back tonight. Let her call? Well, I'll tell her." In the end, she hung up the phone, staring intently. Lin Qinghan, who was watching her, took a sip of soup and said softly, "The Kong family is looking for you, so I called my dad."
"I said, you're not feeling well, and you won't go back tonight. My dad suggested you make a phone call and go back. How do you decide?"
Lin Qinghan's nervous expression relaxed, and then lowered his head slightly: "I'll call after dinner."
She didn't say much, her expression was no longer the same as before, she seemed to have adjusted well. Qu Mojing was slightly relieved, and was somewhat relieved.
After Lin Qinghan left, although Kong Yixiang listened to his mother's words and didn't chase after him, he didn't give up completely. After all, this was his only seedling, and he couldn't help but take it seriously. Seeing that there was a heavy rain with lightning and thunder outside, Lin Qinghan hadn't come back yet, so he was a little anxious.
Later, the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't hold my breath. I quickly sent someone to the place where Lin Yan lived, but they couldn't find it. Kong Yixiang was really frightened, and he even had a fight with Zhou Siqin.
Zhou Siqin had always been in control of her son, and she really didn't like Lin Yan, so she made things difficult and mean many times. But Lin Qinghan is the only bloodline of her own family. If there is a real event, she is also afraid and sullen at home, so she keeps urging people to find it. In the end, Kong Yixiang has a flash of inspiration and asks Qu Sheng.
After getting the exact news, Kong Yixiang let out a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone, but frowned again. Lin Qinghan and the Qu family have a very good relationship. Now that Lin Qinghan's identity is different, Qu Sheng is not paying attention.
Here, Lin Qinghan didn't know what Kong Yixiang was thinking. She calmly called Kong Yixiang on the phone and asked the driver to bring her textbooks to school tomorrow, without even mentioning that Lin Yan left without saying goodbye.
Kong Yixiang listened to the calm and indifferent voice on the phone, and said slowly, "You went to your mother's place, have you seen her?"
Lin Qinghan stared straight ahead with no expression on his face, but the hand holding the microphone was slowly tightening. Qu Mojing glanced back at her tensed hands, frowning slightly, and after a while, she heard Lin Qinghan say slowly, "I have seen it, you should be quite sure, why do you want to ask me again. "
Kong Yixiang was silent for a while, and then said solemnly: "I gave her a sum of money for her own choice, you don't have to worry about her poor life."
Lin Qinghan lowered his head, a sarcastic arc evoked at the corner of his mouth, and quickly calmed down: "I see, from next week, I'll stay at the hotel."
Probably because she was too abnormal, Kong Yixiang didn't stop her, just pondered: "Okay, I'll let someone arrange it."
Qu Mojing looked at the mature and prudent person, and sighed slightly in his heart. Too many things happened, which made this precocious child grow up faster and faster.
In the evening, Aunt Huang packed up the guest room next to Qu Mojing and let Lin Qinghan sleep there at night.
After changing pajamas, Lin Qinghan stood at the door with his fingers twisted, and after a while he said with a blushing face: "Today's cake is delicious... and the birthday song is also good, thank you."
Qu Mojing's expression was a little stiff. She had no musical talent since she was a child. She could even sing "March of the Volunteers" out of tune. Today's birthday song is not much better.
Lin Qinghan pursed his lips and smiled: "From what I hear, even if it's out of tune, it sounds very nice, good night."
Qu Mojing:…
She said that she ran back to her room quickly in the evening, leaving Qu Mojing to frown: "Is there such a compliment?" After that, she laughed to herself again.
After sleeping in the middle of the night, Mo Sheng suddenly woke up, feeling a little dry mouth again, got up and poured a glass of water in the hall and drank slowly. When passing by Lin Qinghan's room, she suddenly heard movement inside, she hesitated to listen closely, it seemed to be sobbing, mixed with some vague murmurs.
Qu Mosheng frowned and twisted the door. The door was not locked, so he pushed the door and walked in gently. Without the isolation of the door, the slight sobbing was obvious, it was Lin Qinghan crying.
Qu Mojing walked to her bedside. In the dark, she could only see the outline of Lin Qinghan. She squatted in front of the bed and touched her face with her fingers. The hot tears made her heart shrink slightly.
"Mom, don't go... Don't go. It's not good there, I want to go home..." She burst out in a muffled cry. In this night, it is very heavy.
Qu Mojing got up and sat beside her, reached out and patted her back lightly, coaxing her in a low voice: "Be good, you won't go, don't be afraid."
It's just that Lin Qinghan didn't cry until the end, but she refused to let go of the arm that was holding her. Qu Mojing tried to squeeze, but the tighter he was hugged.
She frowned, thinking about the afternoon, she still sat there and waited for a long time, and finally took her hand out of her arms a little bit, covered her with a quilt, and went out.
After she went back, she didn't fall asleep, lying on the bed and thinking about it, whether Lin Qinghan would act like that because she was too close to her, that's why she had this kind of thought. It's just that if she was curious and sympathetic to Lin Qinghan before, now she really cherishes her, she feels like a cabbage raised by herself, she can't bear to let her be eroded and destroyed by wind and rain, she can't help but love her a little.
When she closed her eyes, she sighed and decided to try her best in the future. If Lin Qinghan is just impulsive, that's the best, after all, such feelings are not accepted by the world, she has suffered enough, and she doesn't want her to suffer from emotional ups and downs again.
It's just that whenever the two of them are alone, Qu Mojing pays attention to Lin Qinghan's expression intentionally or not, and feels more and more that Lin Qinghan's eyes are not right. Although she is not experienced, but after all, she has a lifetime of experience. She didn't think much about it in the past. After paying attention, the feelings in Lin Qinghan's eyes could no longer escape her eyes, which made Qu Mojing very headache. .
Lin Qinghan is too sensitive, seems strong, and is full of holes in her heart. She doesn't want to hurt her, nor does she want her to fall into this hopeless relationship. What's more, no matter how precocious she is, she is also a sixteen-year-old girl, and maybe she just regards attachment as infatuation, she can't let her go on like this.
In the following days, Lin Qinghan felt that there was something wrong with Qu Mojing getting along with her. They were no longer so close, and even gradually became estranged. But Lin Qinghan didn't know how to deal with it, nor did he understand what happened.
Qu Mojing still accompanies her to dinner every day, and cares about her, but there are more other classmates around her, and she seems to suddenly begin to integrate into the group.
I don't know how many people in the class are looking forward to this high-cold flower being more approachable. Naturally, they like this state, but Lin Qinghan is very disappointed. It's like Qu Mojing is talking to the girl in front of him after class, and he is chatting with her after finishing the problem.
Lin Qinghan sat on the side and watched, feeling very uncomfortable. He endured it for a few days until the end of the final exam and it was time for a vacation, and Lin Qinghan plucked up the courage to find Qu Mojing.
Qu Mojing looked at her with a calm expression: "Is there anything you want to tell me alone?"
Lin Qinghan was suffocated. Qu Mojing would never ask such a question before. If she has any questions, why not talk to her alone? She suppressed her uneasiness and asked her tentatively, "Mo Sheng, I... Did I do something wrong?"
Qu Mojing seemed a little surprised: "Why do you ask that?"
Lin Qinghan twitched his fingers: "You rarely talk to me recently... you talk to me alone."
Qu Mojing looked at her like that, her heart twisted slightly, and her expression was a little helpless, but it was only for a moment. When Lin Qinghan looked at her again, Qu Mojing smiled slightly: "Really? I think this is better. Qinghan, you have to try to reach out to the people around you, especially at this stage, to integrate into the environment around you, Get along with your classmates more, you will be able to experience more of your current life, and you will also discover a lot of people and things you ignored before. In this way, when you look back a few years later, you will not have only those monotonous people in your memory, wasting your youth.”
Lin Qinghan didn't know what it was like, and did not immediately answer Qu Mojing's words.
When Qu Mojing turned around and said it was time to go home, Lin Qinghan said a little hard: "I never thought that you were the only one in my memory that would be monotonous. I think that's good, you... Do you think I've annoyed you?"
The author has something to say: Qu Mojing will still hurt the little bitter gourd, this cycle is a bit long, but everything is worth it