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The relationship between the two sisters of the Tang family suddenly became better overnight, and the previous rift was healed without any traces. On the contrary, they became better as if they were one person, inseparable every day.
The Tang family felt awkward at first, but gradually got used to it.
When Xu Shaojie came home from get off work, he saw Tang Meiling lying on his wife's lap again. The two sisters were intimately discussing the autumn and winter items in the magazine. Xu Shaojie frowned, but he still didn't say anything.
"Shaojie, you're back."
Lin Lang patted Tang Meiling's shoulder, motioning for her to sit up.
"It's been a hard day at work today." She got up and took off the suit jacket for Xu Shaojie, "There are still some fruits in the refrigerator, may I freshly squeeze a glass of juice for you?"
There was a warm smile on his wife's face, her eyes were as bright as spring water, and only his appearance was reflected in them. A tight string in Xu Shaojie's heart also relaxed.
Everyone is dead, and he doesn't want to pursue the past anymore.
Just let it go slowly.
One day, only him will be left in her heart.
The only one who can accompany her to grow old is herself.
Thinking of this, Xu Shaojie leaned against the door of the kitchen, watching Lin Lang busying himself with him, and unconsciously raised a happy smile on his lips.
"Give."
Lin Lang handed him a glass of bright red cherry juice.
The man took it and took a sip, the sweet taste melted in his mouth.
There was a slight trace of disgust in his eyes, but he finished his drink with a smile.
Xu Shaojie doesn't like sweets, sweet and greasy food disgusts him from the bottom of his heart. It was the same when making Lin Lang's birthday cake, he couldn't stand the sticky creamy aroma, so he simply made a weird and spicy cake, at least he could swallow a few mouthfuls with Lin Lang.
"Why is it a cherry again?" He asked casually, "Do you like it that much?"
Linlang put the washed red fruit into the juicer and was about to squeeze a cup for herself. Hearing what he said, she turned her back to the person and shook her head, "I like mangoes better than cherries, but Shaojie, since you I like it, I want to try to like it too."
Xu Shaojie frowned slightly, and said suspiciously, "When did I say I like cherries?"
Lin Lang turned her head, like a mother watching a mischievous child, conniving at his duplicity, "Okay, you like cherries and sweets, there's no shame in boys liking these things."
Xu Shaojie pinched the cup, instinctively feeling something was wrong.
This uncomfortable scene played out again in the evening.
"What's this?"
The man wiped his wet hair, and glanced at a purple gift box wrapped with an apricot ribbon on the coffee table.
"Did you forget? Today is the anniversary of our nine-year relationship. I specially prepared a gift for you."
Lin Lang was folding the clothes, raised her head and smiled at him, "Open it and have a look, I think you will like it very much."
A warm current welled up in Xu Shaojie's heart, and he carefully unwrapped the ribbon.
Inside the black velvet-covered gift box lies a dark pen with a silver border and an ink bottle with a sapphire-like luster.
"Pelikan?" He saw the logo of the pen brand.
"Yeah, this one is a limited edition, I've been pre-ordering it for a long time before I got it." Lin Lang's tone was subconsciously tinged with pride.
The man fell into deep thought.
He has always paid little attention to this brand, and he doesn't usually use it.
Instead, that person will collect such an antique series.
A ridiculous idea suddenly flashed in Xu Shaojie's mind.
Cherry juice, sweets, Pelikan pens…
Aren't these all Lin Weijing's preferences
He suddenly turned his head to look at his wife, her slim figure was outlined by the orange light, her untied blue hair was draped lazily behind her, and occasionally he raised his hand to lightly brush the broken hair that covered his eyebrows and eyes, with a demure and gentle posture .
This is the appearance he is familiar with, but why does he feel inexplicable fear
"What's the matter, Shaojie?"
Lin Lang raised her face, "You look ugly, are you sick?" As she spoke, she walked over and touched his forehead with her hand.
Xu Shaojie stared blankly at her eyebrows who were close at hand.
Her concern doesn't seem fake.
However, he was still very unsteady, and he was always thinking about one question:
Standing in front of you now, is it Xu Shaojie, or... Lin Weijing
Xu Shaojie suffered from insomnia again. The last time it was because of Lin Lang's disappearance that kept him awake at night.
But this time, he was lying on the big soft and white bed, the person he loved the most was sleeping on his arm, and there was a faint charming fragrance in his wife's hair.
This fragrance that belongs to her can make him fascinated every time, unable to extricate himself.
The man hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and began to unbutton his wife's pajamas. What happened during the day made him very uneasy, and Xu Shaojie desperately wanted to prove his existence through something—he was not a substitute for anyone else.
He gently licked her neck, getting better.
"Wei Jing, don't..."
Xu Shaojie's movements stopped abruptly.
His hands were pressed against Lin Lang's hair, she seemed to want to turn over, but he didn't move his hands away.
The pain of the scalp being torn made the woman open her eyes.
The man's handsome silhouette was covered with a faint shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
"Wei Jing?" She called out in a daze, her mellow and affectionate voice seemed to be able to drip out soft water, which was the intimacy that only a lover can have.
Xu Shaojie's anger erupted in an instant. He pinched Lin Lang's chin, ignored the other party's cry of pain, and said coldly, "Look carefully, who is the one beside you now? Lin Weijing?"
"Will he kiss you like I do?"
Lin Lang froze for a moment, as if she had just woken up, her expression was a little more panicked, "Shaojie, I..."
Xu Shaojie had a ferocious face, his fingers clenched into fists.
She was afraid to close her eyes.
"Boom—"
He slammed his fist hard on the pillow next to him.
Xu Shaojie angrily left this suffocating space.
Did not come back overnight.
The Tang family was clearly aware of this alienated atmosphere, and Tang's mother secretly talked to Lin Lang, "What's the matter? Shaojie's temper..."
Lin Lang turned pale and shook her head, "Mom, this is a matter between me and him, so don't ask."
It was the first time Mother Tang saw her eldest daughter in such a state, and she couldn't bear to ask her further.
As soon as Xu Shaojie returned to Tang's house and saw Lin Lang who was also avoiding him, he couldn't control his temper and became irritable day by day.
After all, it was someone who had cherished her for so many years. Xu Shaojie wanted to get angry at first, but seeing her fearful expression, a new round of regrets started again.
Now he can't wait to kill Lin Weijing, but he is already dead, so why is he going to flog the corpse? Xu Shaojie scratched his hair, and walked into a western restaurant feeling agitated, not even knowing what he ordered. At last he looked at the cherry juice that was served, and the fiery red color offended him all of a sudden.
To hell with all this shit!
He vigorously swept away the things on the table, startling the customers next to him.
"This gentleman..."
The waiter came in a hurry, Xu Shaojie stood up, and took out a stack of cash from his wallet, which was enough to compensate for the loss of the meal.
Xu Shaojie drove back to Tang's house, and Lin Lang was half-embraced by him and stuffed into the passenger seat.
"We... where are we going?" The woman put her hands on her knees and asked her husband timidly.
The man twitched the corners of his mouth, looking rather sinister, "You'll find out later."
Xu Shaojie took his wife to see a psychiatrist.
Lin Lang's expression was shocked, she kept shaking her head, and said incoherently, "I, I'm not sick, why did you bring me here?" In the end, her voice had a pleading cry, "Shaojie, I'm really not sick. Sick, let's go back, okay? Don't do this, I'm afraid... "
"Since you're here, let's do a checkup." Xu Shaojie tore off the other party's hands on his arms, and said expressionlessly, "Uncle Cheng, I'm sorry."
The middle-aged man opposite is a highly qualified psychologist. He has been practicing for thirty years and has published many scientific research works on psychology. He is internationally renowned. His time is more precious than gold. At the same time, he was also a friend of Xu Shaojie's parents, so he was able to invite him to "see a doctor" for Lin Lang in a short time.
"Little girl, don't be afraid, I'll just chat with you for a while." Dr. Cheng put on a kind face.
It's more like hypnosis than chatting.
Lin Lang fell asleep.
After learning about the situation, Dr. Cheng said, "Your wife's condition is a bit bad, probably because she was stimulated and deranged, and she sees you as another person." He asked again, "What kind of person is the other party?"
Xu Shaojie had a sullen face.
"Well... people who are no longer in this world, this is indeed a bit difficult." Dr. Cheng pressed his forehead and said emotionally, "After all, there is a saying that the living can't compete with the dead. Don't be too sad, some Things still have to go with the flow." He patted the junior on the shoulder encouragingly, "Of course, Uncle Cheng will help you."
The "help" he was referring to was to wake Lin Lang up from her chaotic memories.
To make one clearly and brutally aware—
The person she was waiting for was already gone.
With tears streaming down her face, Lin Lang murmured, "Is...really... gone? He's dead?"
Xu Shaojie couldn't see her weak and tearful appearance, and her attitude softened after finally getting tough, and she gently put her arms around Lin Lang, "I'm still here, I've always been here."
A warm wetness spread across his chest.
Lin Lang grabbed his collar and wept bitterly.
Since seeing a psychiatrist, Lin Lang's condition has gotten worse. Her spirit has become more and more trance. When helping Tang's mother prepare dinner, she broke a porcelain plate, pruned a flower branch and hurt her finger, Occasionally stepping up the stairs will be empty, which is frightening to watch.
The whole person is like a walking corpse that has been emptied of energy and only has flesh and skin.
On this day, Tang's father and Tang's mother went out to meet friends, and Tang Meiling was going to accompany a child in the class to participate in an art competition. Xu Shaojie was worried that Lin Lang would be left unattended, so he simply delayed the company's meeting for a day.
In the same room, the man noticed the slight alienation from his wife.
The person who usually sat next to him straightened his back unconsciously, and there was a distance between them that was neither too far nor too close.
Xu Shaojie's eyes deepened.
He leaned on the sofa, his arms spread out, and naturally fell on her shoulders.
The opponent's body trembled slightly, although it was very small, he still felt it.
Linlang stood up the next moment, and said with a disguised smile, "Do you want something to drink?"
Xu Shaojie didn't say anything, and followed them into the kitchen.
He watched her open the refrigerator, and the first thing she reached for was a newly bought cherry.
"Is it so difficult for you to forget him?"
A cold male voice came from behind.
"Patter—"
Lin Lang shook her hand, and the cherries in the transparent plastic box spilled all over the floor. Only then did she come to her senses, squatting on the ground to pick it up, one hand stretched out horizontally, tightly bound her wrist.
"Woo..."
He demanded arrogantly, and Lin Lang's lips were bitten by him to bleed.
And Linlang rolled her eyes in her heart, wanting to prick the villain, these male protagonists will not change their tastes when they go crazy - they just like to bite people, are they dogs
Tired of kissing with her head up, she changed her posture slightly, half-sat on the kitchen floor, leaned back slightly with his movements, and leaned against the cabinet next to her.
I have to say that this little bastard's kissing skills have improved by leaps and bounds recently, licking kisses, biting kisses, sucking kisses, sucking kisses, everything is flying, this person prefers a kind of overbearing deep throat kiss, with a fierce tongue It rolled into her throat, almost suffocating Lin Lang.
There was a sudden chill on the waist, Lin Lang woke up, and immediately said, "Mom and Dad will be back soon..."
Xu Shaojie turned a deaf ear, panting slightly, with a bit of coaxing, "Sister, we haven't played Solitaire for a long time."
Lin Lang raised her watery eyes.
Xu Shaojie touched her hair, the setting sun passed through the window and fell on the ends of her pitch-black hair, casting a light luster on it.
He thought for a second, "Yellow."
Lin Lang made an easy excuse, "gold"
Xu Shaojie slightly curled his lips into a smile, quite like a child after a successful scheme.
He said softly, "Well... golden wedding."
There is also a patch of light in the eyes, filled with deep and shallow feelings.
It's not a joke, it's his real commitment.
So, forget about him, shall we
Only me, only I can be with you, fifty years, one hundred years, until life stops.
He thought so, but then he heard—
"Marriage change."
Lin Lang was silent for a moment, then slowly looked up at him.
"Let's get a divorce."