() The mist of water seemed to bring Fang Liping back more than ten years ago, to the era when she was in her prime, and to the era when her husband was working hard.
I remember that back then, my husband was a famous young talent in the capital, from a well-known family, and with good looks. But who would have thought that just a few years after being released to the grassroots level, he would die unexpectedly.
Countless memories invaded me, including joy, emotion, and sorrow...
Before she knew it, Fang Liping's eyes were hazy, and tears were pouring down her face. Even Qin Yanran next to her seemed to feel the sadness in her mother's heart. Unknowingly, the two mother and daughter had a heart-to-heart connection, and they actually fell into the rain of pear blossoms together. Su Lin was stunned on the spot.
"What... what's going on? Master, I just took a bath in your bathroom! Is there any need to cry like this?"
Su Lin looked at the two mothers and daughters in tears a little innocently, not knowing how to comfort them.
But the noodles in the kitchen pot didn't respond. The water started to boil. He kept pushing the lid of the pot. Hearing the sound, Su Lin hurried to the kitchen and opened the pot lid in a hurry. The noodles inside are tumbling and cooked, and there are plenty of green vegetable leaves and sliced beef.
"Wow! It's so hot..."
Su Lin was too hasty just now and was burned by the edge of the pot lid. Now he is putting his burned fingers in his mouth.
And it was Su Lin's words that pulled Fang Liping and her daughter out of their sorrow.
"Oops... Su Lin, how are you? Are you burned?"
Fang Liping hurried over, took Su Lin's fingers in front of her, and looked at them carefully. They were all blistered by the heat. Quickly, Fang Liping dug out a box of Jingwanhong ointment from the kitchen drawer, carefully squeezed out a little, and applied it on Su Lin's burned finger.
"You are not allowed to move anymore for a while. There is no way for you to get your hands on the kitchen. Just sit down and wait for the noodles."
With a tone of distress and reproach, Fang Liping looked at Su Lin with a hint of doting that even Qin Yanran was jealous of.
"Mom, hurry up and take a shower! Just leave this to me. When you finish washing, there will definitely be hot beef noodles."
Qin Yanran wiped away her tears early, but she still couldn't cover up the two tear stains on her narrow face. At the same time, she pushed Su Lin out of the kitchen. She stirred the noodles in the pot with chopsticks, and occasionally scooped them out with a spoon. I took a sip of the soup and tasted it.
"What a weird mother and daughter."
Su Lin couldn't figure out what the mother and daughter were going to do. Now Qin Yanran was cooking noodles in the kitchen and Fang Liping went to the bathroom to take a shower. He had no choice but to sit on the sofa in the living room and look around boredly.
Fang Liping made the home extraordinarily warm, clean, and bright. The curtains were pink and the table sides were pink, but when Su Lin looked at it, he always felt that something was missing.
How would Su Lin know that almost no men have entered this home for so many years? How could Su Lin, who was wearing Qin Yanran's father's suit, know that the moment he came out of the bathroom, Fang Liping mistook him for her husband, and Qin Yanran also mistook him for her father.
This home, this night, seemed particularly precious. It seemed like we were back to the happy threesome. Qin Yanran worked extra hard in the kitchen to cook the noodles. She always felt that the beef was not enough. Su Lin would not be full, so she added all the frozen beef in the refrigerator. Arrived in the pot.
In the bathroom, Fang Liping gently took off all the clothes on her body and looked at the naked body in the wall mirror that was unfamiliar even to herself. Tears in her eyes flowed down involuntarily.
Fang Liping couldn't remember how many times she had cried today. Fang Liping has not cried since her husband passed away, but today, she has shed tears several times. Fang Liping thought a lot and cried heartily as the water splashed from the nozzle onto her body, because no one would see her tears here, and even she herself would pretend to brush them away from her narrow face. It was just bath water.
While crying, Fang Liping suddenly laughed again.
Weep with joy, cry with joy. In the final analysis, the joys and sorrows of life, aren't they all in the blink of an eye
Fang Liping stopped crying. She didn't know how long it had been since she took a bath so seriously. Busy with official duties all day long, and planning revenge for many years. Today, I have cleared my brain and can take a good rest.
Looking at herself in the mirror, the hazy water vapor had already blurred the mirror, and even Fang Liping couldn't see her face in the mirror.
She reached out her hand and gently wiped the mirror, looking at her face revealed bit by bit on the mirror. She was also stunned. Why, when she saw herself, it was clearly her, but she felt so strange
yes! That once glorious and innocent girl has now become a wife, a widow, a widow, and the mother of a lonely daughter. Reality forced her to keep a straight face and be arrogant every day. But, to be honest, which woman wants to be a real strong woman for the rest of her life
Care? Caring
This was a word that Fang Liping had long forgotten in the dictionary. Ever since her husband passed away, she had never experienced the love that a woman should have.
Damn Su Lin!
right! It’s Su Lin, so hateful.
Why, when he puts on his husband's suit, he looks so similar. The movements of his hands and feet, even a slight shake of his arms, can make his heart beat loudly. But obviously, Su Lin looks nothing like her husband, right
And he is his daughter's classmate, and maybe his daughter's sweetheart.
For no reason, Su Lin came to mind. Fang Liping didn't know what was wrong with her. Thinking of Su Lin, she felt happy and angry. Let the water flow over your face and body. Today, your body is extremely sensitive. The water droplets flowing freely and naturally merged into a stream of water, and it seemed as if someone was gently caressing the body.
Well…
Fang Liping felt her whole body tremble. How long had it been since she had such a throbbing
Face burning red, Fang Liping felt ashamed that she had such dirty thoughts. She had been a mother for so many years, why did she still feel like this? It's obvious that her husband has been dead for ten years, but his empty mind and body, which have been separated by Yin and Yang for a long time, want to claim more and more intensely today.
To make up for the emptiness of loneliness, we must fill up the gully of hope.
Unconsciously, Fang Liping's hands gently pushed the two towering towers she stood upright from bottom to top.
The jerky feel and gentle rubbing made it feel swollen, as if it was about to explode! How long has this longing been building up? How could the feeling that had been sealed away under reserve and self-suggestion break out today
Fang Liping felt a little lost, but she felt that she was so helpless now. It is a certainty that Liu Jianguo will be imprisoned and shot by Shuanggui, and her husband's revenge has been avenged. So where will she go in the rest of her life? So what will she rely on to support herself in the coming days
she does not know! Fang Liping was at a loss, as if she had never considered this issue before. Leaning on the tiles on the cold wall, Fang Liping felt that her body was so empty, and her heart was also so empty.
"Yeah! I am afraid that we, Mr. Su, are the first in the entire Jian'an City to spend the night at the mayor's house and let the mayor's daughter cook noodles by hand? Hehe... "
Su Lin was not polite now, leaning on the sofa in a napping position with half-squinted eyes, one eye watching the virtuous Qin Yanran busy in the kitchen, and the other eye peeking at the bathroom from time to time. Although he couldn't see anything, Su Lin's heart felt hot when he thought of Fang Liping taking a bath inside.
"Su Lin, do you have any taboos? Do you eat coriander and chopped green onions?"
The hot beef noodles were about to be cooked, Qin Yanran asked casually.
"I don't want coriander. I want chopped green onions."
What Su Lin is most unaccustomed to is the strange smell of coriander. Every time he smells it, he feels nauseous for a long time. He really can't understand why some people think that the smell of coriander is fragrant. Also named after coriander.
However, people in this world have different tastes, and Su Lin's own tastes are not light, so he is not qualified to criticize others. His stomach was already growling with hunger, and now he could smell the smell of beef noodles from far away. He turned over, jumped up from the sofa quickly, and jumped to the dining table like an agile monkey.
Sitting down, swallowing, holding the chopsticks in his hand, looking at the steaming beef noodles on the table with more beef than noodles, Su Lin pitifully begged Qin Yanran: "A great class leader who is both beautiful and smart. , can I eat it now?"
"no!"
Unexpectedly, Qin Yanran looked at Su Lin, who was extremely hungry, and shook her head stubbornly. She pointed to the bathroom with a smile and said, "My mother is still taking a bath! It's so rude for you to eat first alone."
"But look at me, I'm so hungry."
Afraid that Qin Yanran wouldn't believe it, Su Lin deliberately lifted up his suit and white shirt to let Qin Yanran take a good look at Mr. Su's hungry belly.
"You won't be able to eat even if you're going to starve to death. You have to wait until my mother comes out of the shower before you can eat, hehe..."
Qin Yanran was also happy to see Su Lin being tempted by the delicious food she made, but he was so anxious that he couldn't use chopsticks. Especially, seeing Su Lin scratching his head and head like a child with ADHD, Qin Yanran couldn't help but want to laugh, and she was still blaming herself in her heart. Why did she mistake Su Lin for her father just now
In Qin Yanran's impression, her father was so handsome and graceful that Su Lin could not match him. She must have been blinded by the mist at that time, it must have been. Qin Yanran thought in her heart, OK, she enjoys this feeling now. A home with a man in it is like a home. She can't help but feel warm in her heart, which she has never felt before.
Both Fang Liping and Qin Yanran had deep feelings for the late Qin Zemin, so deep that no other man was allowed to take a step forward in this family. However, Su Lin was an exception today. How could Su Lin know that he simply came here as a guest for one night, but it was such a great honor
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