My Darling

Chapter 19: Aged vinegar (section 4)

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The atmosphere, it should have been good.

Of course, this is the atmosphere before I first saw the call.

I came in with an unfamiliar number. I didn’t prepare for it at first sight. I picked up the sound of feeding, and there was a slight breathing sound, especially like the way the border forest called her sometimes. If the border forest was not driving, She might even think that he lost the phone and changed the number to call...

Until: "I saw it for the first time." A strange and familiar voice.

I frowned and thought about it for a while, Xu Jing? She was a little uncomfortable immediately, trying to hide: "Ah, it's me... Are you okay?"

She glanced at the border forest.

The signal is broken.

Everything is good in this community, except that the parking lot has no signal.

As a result, there was a feeling that she had broken the phone with a guilty conscience.

"Who?" Prosecutor Lin noticed.

… "Xu Jing."

Lin Lin did not speak either, closed the door and locked the car, and walked with her to the central garden of the community along the wooden stairs in the atrium. When I first saw it, I didn't know if I was too guilty, I always felt that his footsteps were heavy.

Swipe your card, enter the gate, and wait for the elevator.

Call again...

I knew the number this time when I first saw it, but I didn't answer it. Anyway, I haven't seen it in a hundred years and I'm not afraid of offending people. When the two people got out of the elevator, they first saw the keys from their bags, and as soon as they touched them, they were seized by Lin's palms on the back of his neck and pulled him silently and pressed them into his arms.

The action was simple and neat in one go, but it was cold and uncontrollable. At first I saw that my forehead was sullen and painful, and the key I had just touched with my fingertips slipped away. When she came to kiss, she was still thinking, is it right to kiss when you are in a relationship like this, is it not tired...

Both people’s lips were cold, and because of the outdoor temperature, they felt that his lips were a little dry when they were so close.

The tongue was directly hooked and taken to Lin's mouth for inspection, and was sucked severely.

She slammed into the elevator door, and was kissed by him without saying a word, her tongue was sore that she was torn, and she had to push her elbow away hard: "It hurts."

Border Forest retreated, his back pressed against the corridor wall.

When I came back for a long time, I didn't do anything and just boiled soup for her while reading the line. The sliced winter bamboo shoots were a little older, and I was afraid that she didn't like to eat the bad taste. He will cook what she likes, but every time she finishes it, he or her father destroys it. After all, the same oil, salt, sauce and vinegar is made from different hands, and it is very different. Is it suitable for her to cook? He is not so confident in taste.

I want to feed her to make the atmosphere a little better, and then tell her that she is so full of mind these days that she wants to stop in Shanghai halfway to see her.

It's completely changed. Just because of that call.

When I saw my face sullen at first, I lowered my head and took the key in my bag for a long time. After opening the door of my own house, he ran into it with his backhand. There is really a pot of winter bamboo shoot bone soup on the kitchen stove, there are bowls and chopsticks on the table, and a small plate of chili sauce with sesame oil.

He knows her habit of picking up all the bamboo shoots with this sauce.

After standing on the porch for a while, I was sober at first sight.

She turned around and opened the door, and sure enough he was still leaning against the wall of the corridor.

Fortunately, there are two households with one ladder, and even the express delivery is thrown into the mail room at the door to prevent entering the community. Otherwise, such a big star standing against a white wall in such a slumped state will definitely be photographed. Singly.

"I haven't seen Xu Jing since I graduated." She walked up to him.

he knows. Inspection Bianlin raised his eyes and looked at her.

At first sight, he bit his lower lip and restrained his emotions: "I told you in Macau. Your dad gave you the phone number. You heard him when he called. I don't know what he wants to do with me." It was only three days at the beginning, and the only physical contact was being pulled when you agreed... You have kissed many times, okay...

He whispered back: "I know."

She was stunned: "Then why are you angry?"

Inspection Bianlin raised his head and glanced at the up and down signs on the elevator: "It's uncomfortable to hear that name."

"... You are unreasonable."

He even whispered a low "um" and admitted, "This matter is unreasonable."

Even if it is clear that they can no longer have a relationship and feel uncomfortable, he does not intend to be reasonable in this matter at all.

At first sight, he sighed and blurted out: "Did you not have a relationship with a girl when you are playing? Can you bear it if I ignore it?"

Prosecutor Lin was stunned and frowned: "Who said that?"

She did not intend to continue.

"Do you believe it?" he asked afterwards.

Before she could answer, Jian Bianlin tried to pull her over and hold her as soon as he stretched out his hand.

Prosecutor Lin stopped in mid-air, stunned for a long while, pressing his breath, and chasing dumbly:

"Marriage, okay?"

The surroundings were empty and quiet.

The night breeze was whizzing in from the corridor window in a whirlpool, causing her temples to ache.

He completely stunned her by saying this.

She was really frightened. It seems that someone who doesn't dare to swing on a swing can't take the courage to sit on it. Before he was straight, he was pushed from behind by someone cold, rushed to the highest point, snapped the rope and broke. Out...

When I first saw him standing for half a minute, he left the sentence without seeing the expression on his face at all: "Calm down yourself."

Back home.

The door was closed and locked from the inside.

She leaned back.

Although she has known each other for so many years, she doesn't have to start with understanding each other's family background or even living habits, but she has just been together and she has just found a feeling of liking.

Getting married, what a serious matter. At least there must be love, right? In the second half of her life, she will stay with one person until she is old. She will guard one person regardless of birth, old age, sickness or death, and have a child with the border forest... She never thought about it.

In the corridor.

Prosecutor Lin simply didn't know what was wrong with him, and he almost blurted out a thoughtless sentence, and he regretted it after he said it.

He pressed both palms on his forehead at the same time, closed his eyes, and after a while, he took out the key and opened the door of his house.

"Oh, are you back? I'm going to starve to death," Xie Bin put down the can and looked around. "Where is your wife?"

Check Bianlin shook his head.

"Didn't you go to pick it up? Didn't find it? I didn't find you to call Tong Fei. I can't find a big living person?" Xie Bin was dizzy with hunger, God knows, he waited until his heart touched his back. Lin did not say a word, and pointed to the kitchen: "Make it myself, I will sleep for a while."

As a result, I slept until midnight.

It was almost twelve o'clock, he got up from the bed, took off his jumper and wanted to take a bath. It is estimated that Xie Bin heard the movement, opened the door and pulled him out: "What kind of bath, give me dinner first."

After Xie Bin finished speaking, he went to the kitchen and turned on the fire. He took a spoon and drew a circle: "Let's talk, it was fine when I picked it up. Why can't you even bring people home?"

After Xie Bin finished speaking, he didn't expect the prosecutor to tell himself what happened.

He mumbled, talking about the next arrangements.

Then he glanced at the living room, the person was gone, and then looked around, the air was blowing on the balcony.

Xie Bin served the soup and threw it on the table.

"I've never liked a girl so much. Tell me, what do you feel?" Xie Bin turned the cigarette case upside down, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a sharp mouth. People who want to die and live are used to it."

Prosecutor Lin Mo.

"Of course it's worse than you," Xie Binle said, "Seriously, how does it feel?"

Xie Bin pulled over a can as an ashtray that had just been drunk.

feel

He leaned on the wicker chair, pressed his palms on his forehead, probed his hands, took the cigarette case in Xie Bin's hand, and shook out one dullly.

He has no addiction to cigarettes, and sometimes he needs to smoke when filming.

Later, I used it to pass the time when I was upset, and I would bite when I light it, and find something to do: "Am I awful?"

Xie Bin was stunned when he asked without beginning and ending words like this, and laughed: "In the eyes of your fans, you are perfect."

Bian Lin lowered his chin and his gaze lowered to see the winding pattern of the tiles on the balcony: "I love her very much."

"I know." How about helping you lie to her to see you? Xie Bin slandered.

He was silent again, and at the end, he repeated monotonously: "Special love."

If you can't tell, you know that you can wait for her forever.

When she was a teenager, she would abandon herself and imagine that she would fall in love with someone else and get married. He waited. When she got divorced, she would give her icing on the cake to make her life better. She wanted to have a bad life and nothing else Beat the man and take her home. In his early twenties, he hadn't seen his career prospects, and he couldn't always have an excuse to see the first time. He could still dream of the first time he saw tears and threw himself into his arms, crying, saying that others were treating her badly. He would wake up all the evil deeds of bullying her, his internal organs would be tumbling uncomfortably, and he would sit on the bedside and sit all night, from night to daylight.

The palpitations of fear that she will suffer and suffer, are hard to explain in a word.

The spark flicked and poked the edge of the can. Xie Bin happened to also flick the ashes. He was almost burned by the cigarette butts. He gasped, "What are you doing."

The person who stabbed the cigarette butt stepped out of the balcony: "She hasn't eaten yet, I'll go."