Just like falling in love, Lin Yujing has no confidence in marriage.
When she said these words, she only vaguely thought that she and Shen Juan might have a child in the future.
A soft and chubby kid with the blood of the two of them flowing in his body, who looks like his father and his mother.
She used to think that she would never like children or want children because of her mistrust of love and family.
In the presence of this instability, she is not sure whether she can give her child a complete and happy growth environment.
But this person is Shen Juan.
It's because she doesn't want to fall in love, but wants to talk to him, doesn't want to believe in love but wants to believe in his tiredness.
There is nothing wrong with him.
She has no sense of security, and neither does Shen Juan.
She was afraid that her relationship would change, and he was afraid that she would run away again.
Lin Yujing also wanted to give him a sense of security.
She wanted him to feel at ease, and wanted him to understand her liking.
Shen Juan understood.
His rationality was shattered because of her two words, and his mind was blank for a moment after it was all emptied.
This girl, because of her own experience and background, the most disturbing and disgusting part of her, is now promised to him.
She cuts open the softest and most vulnerable parts of herself and shows them to you.
Desperate in such a way.
Shen Juan felt as if a dagger had been stuffed into his body, slashing his heart severely.
Want to be nice to her.
Rubbing her into your body will treat her well for the rest of your life.
After Lin Yujing finished speaking, she almost jumped up from him, blushing and took a step back, before she had time to stand still.
Shen Juan grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. His hand was a little too strong, which made her wrist hurt. She was pulled forward and fell headfirst into his arms again.
Shen Juan turned over and pushed her into the sofa.
Lin Yu looked at him in a daze.
Without saying a word, Shen Juan raised his hand to pinch her chin, half forcing her to open her mouth, and lowered her head to kiss her.
Lin Yu blinked in surprise, reacted for two seconds, and took the initiative to embrace him.
A kiss that was the same as usual but seemed different.
Lingering and deep, intense and tender.
Contains too many complex emotions of his, she can't tell them apart.
Shen Juan silently kissed her chin, licked her earlobe, and bit her collarbone down.
Lin Yujing closed his eyes and raised his head, wrapped his fingertips around his hair, and touched the bones of his shoulder blades through his clothes.
Shen Juan suddenly hugged her up, walked into the bedroom in the compartment, and put her on the bed.
He knelt down on one knee by the bed, bent down and kissed her lips.
Lin Yu opened her eyes in surprise, watching him straighten up, ready to leave.
She understood, went to grab his hand, and held him to prevent him from leaving.
Shen Juan turned around.
Lin Yujing sat up from the bed, grabbed his hand and looked up: "Are you still planning to take a flight on the plane?" Lin Yujing didn't dare to look at his expression, and praised him, "Boss Shen, you are really walking The cutting edge of fashion."
Shen Juan: "..."
Lin Yu's shocking words are truly admirable forever.
Lin Yu cleared his throat in shock, turned his eyes away uncomfortably, and said tactfully, "Actually, I don't mind too much, just, seventeen or eighteen... Anyway, it's only a dozen days away..."
Shen Juan paused, then looked down at her: "I'll put the cat in the cat box."
Lin Yu was startled: "..."
Lin Yu looked at him blankly, "Huh?"
"That thing lost its hair and ran around," Shen Juan said.
...
Lin Yu let go of his hand in surprise, and looked at him in disbelief: "Shen Juan, are you sick? You kissed me halfway, and told me you were going to put the cat in the cat box? Because it ran around and returned it." hair?"
The cat was squatting at the end of the bed, looking at them with its cat eyes open, as if curious.
I don't know how long I watched it.
Shen Juan walked over, knelt down, grabbed him to the corner, stuffed him into the cat bag, and closed it, all in one go. By the way, all the boxes were dropped, and the door was facing the cabin wall.
The cat couldn't see anything now and barked twice angrily.
Shen Juan turned his head, looked at her and said, "This cat is only three months old and a child, so there are some things that I can't see."
Lin Yu stared at him speechlessly, unable to find any suitable words to refute.
Shen Juan looked at her expression, laughed softly, walked over, raised his hand to cover her eyes, Lin Yu was startled that his sight was blocked, and in the darkness, he heard him turn on the bed and the mattress beside him sank: "You too , some things can’t be seen, can’t be done, and can’t be said, you know, kid.”
He covered her eyes and leaned against her ear, and said hoarsely: "If there is another time, I really can't bear it."
Lin Yu was shocked to the point that City A planned to go back to school directly. The day after tomorrow, she hadn't finished a lot of homework.
She is not as ambitious as Shen Juan, and she never thought about going out to play and do homework. She didn't bring a bunch of materials and books that she needed, and put them in school. She probably had to stay up late and type code until the early hours of the morning for the past two days. .
The two of them were sticky for a few days, and when they came back, they started to go about their own business. Shen Juan returned to the studio in a while.
After they entered the urban area, they first gave away the cat. The cat also resembled its owner. His master was just as cool as him, leaning lazily on the front of the Land Rover. He seemed to be a bit fiercer than Shen Juan in size, with the lines on his side face. Deep and sharp, deep eye sockets, every muscle line is filled with hormones.
Lin Yu sat in the car in shock and blew a long hooligan whistle.
Shen Juan glanced at her, got out of the car with the cat box, and sent it to the man, and the two whispered a few words.
Lin Yu braced his head in shock, and watched the cool guy get on the Land Rover with the cat box along the car window intently, and then left in a hurry.
Shen Juan came back with a blank expression: "Are you handsome?"
Lin Yujing was a little unsatisfied: "I've never seen such a cool thing."
Shen Juan gave a "tsk", squinted his eyes and said unhappily, "Aren't I handsome?"
Lin Yu turned his head in surprise and blinked: "Jianye is the most beautiful."
Shen Juan looked at her coldly: "Why didn't you have this reaction the first time you saw me?"
Lin Yu was startled and didn't understand why this person suddenly opened up old accounts, so he simply went over with him: "You were not enthusiastic when you first met me, and you thought I was getting a tattoo."
"Hey," she asked suddenly, "do you have any tattoos?"
Shen Juan paused, then said lightly, "No."
Lin Yu was a little surprised: "Why don't you have one? I see that those tattoo artists are all gaudy and gaudy everywhere. They must have at least one gaudy arm. Doesn't Wang Yiyang have them all?"
"Want to know?" Shen Juan turned the steering wheel to get on the bridge. He was driving his cousin's car, and he was quite skilled in his movements. He has a car.
Lin Yu nodded in shock.
She was waiting for Xiaoba Shen to give her some earth-shattering, cool and pretentious answer.
Shen Juan's expression was quite calm: "My mother won't let me."
Lin Yu was a little surprised and didn't realize it: "What?"
"My mother won't let me get tattooed," Shen Juan said, "My uncle would not let me do this, and she couldn't do anything about it later. Luo Qinghe is a very stubborn person, and he passed away later."
Lin Yu was shocked and didn't know what to say.
There was a moment of silence in the car, Lin Yu paused in shock, and said softly, "There is nothing we can't get through."
That's what she kept telling herself.
Shen Juan noticed her emotions and smiled: "And my mother is very reasonable and democratic. She will oppose it, but she won't stop it. She can do it if she wants to, but don't go home in the future. Don't recognize her."
"..."
Lin Yujing suddenly realized that this is really a democratic mother.
"And I don't have anything in particular that I want to get tattooed," Shen Juan continued, "Tattoos, the thing you make is something that will follow you to the grave from your birth to your death."
Carved into flesh and blood, penetrated into bone and blood, born because of you, and died with you.
Shen Juan looked at the car ahead, not at her: "I didn't have such a thing before."
Lin Yu laughed in surprise: "Then do you have it now?"
Shen Juan also hooked his lips: "It seems to be."
"What do you mean there seems to be one? Why are you unwilling?" Lin Yu rolled his eyes at him in surprise and said on a whim, "Shen Juan, why don't you give me a tattoo?"
Shen Juan glanced at her: "What do you want to do?"
"I don't know," she propped her head, leaning her elbows on her legs, and thought about it seriously, "Make one, and I'll think of you when I see it."
Shen Juan was startled.
Lin Yujing tapped his chin with his fingertips, really started to think, and muttered to himself: "I'll put your name on it, isn't it a bit too popular? And just write the pinyin of the name. How silly."
When the car arrived at gate A, Shen Juan stopped the car on the side of the road and turned to look at her.
Lin Yu turned his head in shock, and asked the professionals for their opinions: "Where do you think it looks better?"
Shen Juan looked at her intently: "Want to tattoo my name?"
Lin Yu nodded in shock.
He unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid of pain?"
"I'm afraid," Lin Yujing also unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over, put his hands on the edge of the passenger seat, raised his head and kissed him, "So you have to hurt with me."
Shen Juan raised his hand and squeezed her ear: "OK."
Lin Yu thought about it for a while, but still couldn't do it: "You have to pick a tattoo that hurts more than mine."
"Okay," Shen Juan said obediently, "Listen to you."
Shen Juan went back to the studio for a day, he hadn't done a good job here for a long time, since Luo Qinghe's death, he felt that the last bit of support was also taken away.
I didn't want to do anything, I didn't want to think about anything, and I was depressed for a long time.
Most of the appointments were canceled by Shen's mother. After returning to China, until now, all the jobs have been taken by fate. If they come across, they will do them.
Shen Juan sat in the empty studio, in a daze until three o'clock in the middle of the night.
For twenty years, almost as long as he can remember, he was tied up in this small, dilapidated old house.
He once tried to pick up something, and tried to get rid of it, but it was a pity that he was not very successful.
Exhausted until now, Shen Juan just feels tired, too tired.
Shen Juan looked up, and in the darkness, he saw the paintings on the ceiling.
The light is too dark to see the pattern clearly, but the color contrast is clear, one piece of heaven, one piece of hell, on the day Luo Qinghe was hospitalized, he painted it one by one, and it took a few days to finish painting the entire ceiling. None of them worked.
Shen Juan originally thought that he knew every detail of the painting with his eyes closed, but now, he suddenly found that he couldn't remember clearly.
He remembered what Lin Yujing said today.
Nothing is too difficult.
Shen Juan leaned back on the sofa, covering his eyes with the back of his hands.
No one owes anyone.
It's time to pass.
Early the next morning, before Shen Juanren got up, two idlers, Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang, came beating drums and gongs.
Wang Yiyang's long vacation is so boring that he almost grows hair. He is in a university town in the local suburbs. It takes more than two hours to take the subway to the city and transfer three or four times by bus and subway. As a result, his father was not there.
According to Boss Jiang, this person seems to have developed a situation quickly after going to University A, and talked about a girlfriend.
Wang Yiyang's first reaction was that it was impossible.
Jiang Han was a few years older than him, and he hadn't been studying for a long time, not in class ten. He didn't know what happened to Lin Yujing and Shen Juan at that time.
Wang Yiyang knew.
Even after Lin Yu left in shock, he could clearly see Shen Juan's state.
Shen Juan ignored them, lack of sleep made him in an extremely unattractive state of mind, and he slept on his own until noon.
After taking a shower and leaving the bedroom door, I saw Wang Yiyang sitting on the sofa staring at him eagerly, looking and looking.
Shen Juan ignored him.
So Wang Yiyang began to stare at him for a long time.
Shen Juan wiped his hair, walked into the workshop, came out, took the drawing board and pencil, ignored him for ten minutes, and finally turned around impatiently, holding the pencil and looking at him expressionlessly.
Wang Yiyang leaned closer: "Father, when did you come back, why didn't you tell us?"
Shen Juan yawned: "Yesterday."
"Draw as soon as you come back." Wang Yiyang was thinking about how to get to the point, but he didn't want to be so direct, so he had nothing to say.
Shen Juan had always been impatient with people other than Lin Yujing, especially the two hundred and five.
Glancing at him: "If you fart, let it go."
Wang Yiyang asked bluntly, "You're in a relationship."
Shen Juan raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes, and said nothing.
Wang Yiyang's heart skipped a beat, it's over, but it's still true.
As Shen Juan's buddy, Wang Yiyang certainly complained about Lin Yujing's departure at that time, and he even blacklisted Lin Yujing's contact information.
Later, I remembered the day she left and came back to pack my things.
Their ten classes of little fairies, who were calm and calm, took an empty seat in front of Shen Juan's books, tears pouring down like desperately.
Wang Yiyang pulled the person out of the blacklist again and talked to her, but all the news disappeared.
He really hoped that the two of them would be together in the end.
Wang Yiyang suddenly felt a little disappointed.
He was such a heartless person, his heart was blocked for a while, as if everything was like this, the one at the beginning always got lost while walking.
He nodded: "Okay, it's good, you can meet someone you like again, buddy, I'm really happy."
Shen Juan glanced at him with mentally retarded eyes, lowered his head, and the tip of the pencil swished across the paper.
Wang Yiyang didn't pay attention, he was already used to this look.
He sighed, and said sadly: "Tell me, is it the person you met at the best time in your life just to become your regret in life?"
Jiang Han was so disgusted by his words that his whole body trembled, and he looked at him unbearably: "Wang Yiyang, did I tell you to watch less mentally retarded idol dramas? Do you know that it is easy to become a fool? ?”
As he spoke, he also glanced at Shen Juan.
Jiang Han did know that during the summer vacation, Lin Yujing seemed to have called Shen Juan.
This person went out and returned one, what happened afterwards, and whether there was a follow-up, Jiang Han didn't know, and if Shen Juan didn't say anything, he couldn't ask.
Wang Yiyang is still pushing, probably because the eleventh holiday is too busy and I watched a lot of idol dramas, with a set of non-mainstream love lines in his mouth, and ran out to buy a bunch of them when he got excited. After the food and drink came back, he pushed out a case of beer from the kitchen, and started chatting with Jiang Han about bottle after bottle.
Shen Juan brought an earphone, and sat on the ground holding a drawing board and drew all afternoon without moving his butt.
He couldn't hear anything when he was doing things, and the two of them had long been used to it. When Jiang Han went to the bathroom, he glanced at the paper, roughly scanned the outline, and it looked like a fish or something.
As night fell, Shen Juan finally put down his pen, put his things aside, got up, and came over to eat.
Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang had eaten all afternoon, and they were not hungry. A few of them were sitting on the carpet in front of the sofa. With a bottle of beer, leaning on the sofa and listening to Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang's bragging, the mood has not been relaxed for a long time.
The phone buzzed and vibrated in his trouser pocket, he took it out with his free hand, opened it, and Lin Yu was shocked by the message.
[Boyfriend, what are you doing?]
Shen Juan paused.
Lin Yujing seldom sent him messages in such a tone.
Generally, there is nothing good in this situation. She may cheat you, or ask you to help her with something.
Shen Juan paused: [I'm idle, what's the matter?]
Lin Yujing has long been used to his short and concise habit of sending messages: [Where are you in the studio?]
Shen Juan replied: [Yes.]
Lin Yu was shocked and didn't reply.
Shen Juan thought she was doing homework or something, but didn't care, and put the phone aside.
I didn't notice when Jiang Han and Wang Yiyang stopped talking.
As soon as Shen Juan raised his head, the two men looked directly at him.
Wang Yiyang said, "Did my dad just smile?"
Jiang Han continued, "Why did your dad suddenly seem a little more popular just now?"
Wang Yiyang excitedly said: "Send a message! Is it my mother! Is it!"
"Oh, Master Tired, when will you bring my sister-in-law back to meet us?" Jiang Han laughed like a duck.
This thing is like this, no matter whether they are familiar with the brother's ex-girlfriend or not, it's over when it's over, since the buddy has a new love now, it means that he's already over, so they have nothing to worry about.
Jiang Han drank too much, and couldn't keep his mouth shut: "I'm really curious, who is it that can pull you back to the world from the 18th floor of hell at that time."
Wang Yiyang said: "It must be pretty. I bet fifty cents on it. It's a fairy type. It's so gentle that it drips water. It's soft-spoken. It also looks like a little fairy. The eyes must be To look good, the eyelashes should be longer."
Wang Yiyang slapped the table and shouted, "You have to know how to play basketball!!"
"..."
Jiang Han listened to why the more he listened, the more wrong he became.
When Shen Juan heard this, he also glanced at him: "Curious?"
The two nodded together.
Shen Juan really laughed this time: "Someday, you guys should be mentally prepared."
Where is sacred, of course it is God.
his god.
"Father, I'll tell you—" Wang Yiyang became interested, and wanted to ask again. He raised his hand, rolled his eyes, and glanced at the door.
His voice stopped abruptly.
Jiang Han followed suit and stopped.
Shen Juan raised his eyes and turned his head to follow their gaze.
There was bright moonlight outside the door, and the young man stood at the door with his back to the moonlight, his eyebrows and eyes looked gentle and harmless in the light of the warm floor lamp in the room.
After a tired meal.
The last time he saw Nie Xinghe was at the entrance of the hospital.
Just a glimpse, the young man stood there indifferently, and came to see Luo Qinghe for the last time. Shen Juan was in poor condition at that time, and he was not even sure if he had really seen him.
But after that day, Nie Xinghe really disappeared.
Until now, this person stands at the door, his voice is still very soft: "It's so lively."
Jiang Han jumped up and stared at him fiercely.
"Don't be so scary, I didn't want to do anything," Nie Xinghe pursed his lips, and looked over, "Shen Juan, I heard that you are going to the shooting team of University A."
Shen Juan didn't speak, leaned against the sofa and looked at him sideways, his eyes darkened, showing no emotion.
"You really want to go back? I thought you gave up, but you haven't given up yet, how dare you go back?" Nie Xinghe tilted his head quietly, "Did you forget who Luo Qinghe died because of? You don't remember ?”
"You don't remember, I do, so let me remind you," he looked at him calmly, "I said, never in your life—"
Before he finished speaking, Wang Yiyang cursed directly, rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the door: "Fuck—"
"I'll go to you, sir," Wang Yiyang's curse was interrupted, a female voice suddenly came from the door, and a large plastic bag came into view, and hit Nie Xinghe on the head with a bang.
Sounds like a lot of weight.
Wang Yiyang rushed halfway, but was taken aback by the shocking scene, and froze in place, unable to react directly.
"Are you sick? Where does Shen Juan go? It's none of your business? Don't even think about it for the rest of your life? Don't think about anything?" Lin Yujing smashed a bag of snacks on Nie Xinghe's face, and a bunch of things fell down. It fell, and Nie Xinghe staggered two steps back. He was stunned and turned his head to look over.
Lin Yu flung the bag casually in shock, grabbed his collar and dragged him towards him, looking at him from a very close distance: "I don't care what you remember or what you want to say, Shen Juan doesn't remember anything now, you'd better have everything Forget it, quietly shut your mouth."
She squinted at him, lowered her voice and said softly: "If you want to find something to do for yourself and remember something, just remember that your father is going to beat you up today, remember? "
Shen Juan: "..."
Wang Yiyang: "..."
Jiang Han: "..."
The author has something to say:
You Dixi don’t have anything to say today, it’s over after seeing that I am so handsome, Xiao Nie, come on, get a box lunch.
Ah Jian habitually pulls the hero of "Rose Tart" and his cat out for a walk, and writes about a cool guy who keeps a cat, his body is full of hormones [ok]