so be it

Chapter 89

In the morning after the heavy rain, the air is good, the sun is good, and the sleep is probably good.

Even God can't help sighing: Aha, it's the beginning of another beautiful day.

In the haze, Shuzi saw Dashu standing by the bed and cast a glance at himself, then hurriedly turned and left.As soon as she was anxious, she woke up with a start.

Before opening his eyes, he hugged his arms eagerly, feeling that there was a thin and thin body in his arms, and then he felt at ease.

The big tree was still nestling in his arms as usual.Of course, that "little cheap hoof" is still in the same place... so the lower abdomen is still warm now.

She quietly opened her eyes, and could only see the melon seeds and the top of the big tree's head.She smiled dotingly, leaned closer and kissed her forehead lightly, feeling infinitely satisfied in her heart.

——When you wake up, the sun and you are both there.very nice.

Although it is necessary to deal with something in the morning, Shu Zi is still unwilling to destroy this gentle atmosphere.She knew she would wake up if she moved the tree.

It's okay to delay changing the sanitary napkin for a while.She despised herself a little in her heart, but her arms hugged the person in her arms tightly and tightly.

However, anyone who is severely strangled in sleep will wake up.The moment Wang Yanyan who woke up slowly regained consciousness, she knew that she was buried and slept in Dr. Deng's "where" like the previous few times.

Wang Yanyan hated this habit of sleeping like never before, because when she looked up, she met Dr. Deng's smiling eyes.

Simply shameless!

With a blushing face, Wang Yanyan was brushing his teeth, thinking in his mind - how to explain in a tactful, subtle and unobtrusive manner that the almost accidental behavior last night was purely "caused by the moon". "Laugh and pass" without lungs.

——No encounter at all, right?

——It doesn’t count if you don’t touch it, right?

Too self-defeating!

Frustrated, Wang Yanyan took out a toothbrush full of toothpaste, stuffed it into the tooth jar and stirred it vigorously!

How to explain it?

Until sitting at the dining table, Wang Yanyan didn't think of a strategy to deal with it.

Dr. Deng didn't mention this at all!

In this way, wouldn't Wang Yingyan's rash explanation become darker and darker?Isn't it "there is no silver 300 taels here"?Isn't explaining just covering up?

While eating breakfast, Wang Yinyan became more and more anxious.The feeling of wanting to escape came again.

Dr. Deng was very calm and composed, asking softly and gently.Did you sleep well, did you like your breakfast, what are your plans for today?

All of them were answered indiscriminately by Wang Yingyan with the modal particles.She hardly dared to look up at Dr. Deng, especially those eyes, which seemed to be like water rippling, with soft warmth, accompanied by a shallow smile at the corner of her mouth, which made her flustered.

After dinner, while Dr. Deng was washing the dishes, Wang Yingyan was spinning around in the living room, racking her brains and thinking hard.How can you "get out of the body" early and skillfully without letting someone blow their hair?

The bright sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the room bright and warm.The dangling Wang Yanyan was suddenly dazzled by something like a mirror, so she looked there.

It was a picture frame, placed on the upper middle shelf of the living room bookshelf.The photo appeared to be two girls with fluttering long hair.Out of curiosity, she walked into the bookshelf.

Out of politeness, she didn't take it, but looked up at it.It was easy for her to see that the one on the left was Dr. Deng.

It was Dr. Deng whom Wang Yinyan rarely saw.Because she smiled so wantonly in the photo.

The girl who was holding arms with her smiled restrainedly, but it was not difficult to see the happiness that came from the bottom of her heart.

Wang Yanyan was watching, when a white hand stretched out and took down the photo frame.

Shu Qi smiled at her, calming her embarrassment from peeking at other people's photos.

"This is my girlfriend." When Shu Zi said this, he looked at the expression of the person in the photo frame, tender and nostalgic.

She hugged the photo frame and turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down. Looking back, she saw Wang Yanyan, as expected, as if nailed to the bookshelf, looking at herself with wide-eyed eyes, with an expression of disbelief.

Shu Zhe patted the seat beside him, "Come and sit down. I'll tell you slowly."

This is an ordinary story.A girl from the mountains and a girl from the city meet on campus.The different growth backgrounds caused the two to have frequent conflicts in their daily relationship.Two people with different majors started a three-year rivalry.During the protracted cold war, from close attention to gradual understanding, and then attracted to each other.

This mountain girl is Liu Qingqing.Lover of books.

Liu Qingqing, who graduated early, found a good job. She worked hard to make money for the future life of the two of them.However, the extremely patriarchal parents tried every means to force her to marry, vainly trying to use the money they got from marrying their daughter to marry their son a wife.

With a stubborn personality, she told the truth to her family in a rage, and insisted that she would never get married.

How could such a family tolerate such a scandalous thing!The point is that they won't get any money!Isn't this raising a money-losing product for nothing? !How can this work!

After a few fights, the whole family of the "simple mountain people" got together and changed their strategy - to maximize the benefits.After handing over 20 yuan, they will not bother with the matter after that, and completely sever the relationship.

Liu Qingqing was finally disheartened by the harsh and ruthless words of her family members during the period. ——This is family!Raising myself is just to sell it for a good price.

The two of them borrowed money here and there, and they brazenly asked for some books from the family before they could barely scrape together enough "redemption money".

After severing ties with her family, Liu Qingqing became very insecure.She is determined to have a child.Although the lives and careers of the two are just beginning, it is not a wise move to have a child.But as her lover, Shuzi understands her.

When your lover is in a difficult psychological situation, what you can give is not only love, but also understanding and indulgence.

The pregnancy process went smoothly, and Shuzi's parents helped a lot.The whole family is delighted and looking forward to the arrival of this child.

Just when all the happiness was almost within reach, a car accident tore it all apart...

After the prenatal examination that day, Liu Qingqing insisted on letting Shuqi stay at work, and took a taxi back by herself.On the way, she wanted to go to the supermarket to replenish the refrigerator at home, so she got off the car at the intersection.Just as we were crossing the sidewalk, a motorcycle that ran a red light rushed out...

Young and reckless people enjoy the experience of extreme speed, but they don't care about playing with other people's lives.

Probably God is jealous of them being so happy.The ambulance came very slowly that day. Liu Qingqing was lying on the ground, warm blood flowed out from her wide skirt, staining a large area of ​​road bricks red, and she felt desperately that the heat in her body was losing little by little. His own child became restless.

The noise around her gradually went away, and at this moment, she only had one wish - to see her child, and her lover...

The child was saved by a caesarean section, but Liu Qingqing only survived for 3 hours after the child was born.

It can be regarded as the fulfillment of the last wish.

In fact, for Liu Qingqing, the scholar hates it.

Well said, happy life is about to begin

Well agreed, the two watched the child grow up together.

Well said, for a lifetime.

It's all agreed, why can you leave me alone?

Shu Zui was resentful and unwilling. Before she could fully enjoy the happy life of a family of three, that person became a distant memory.

Watching Liu Qingqing being pushed into the cremation room, she did not cry heartbreakingly as everyone expected.

She sat quietly in the corner, desperate, numb, unable to hear or see anything.

And the scenes of the two from acquaintance to acquaintance to love each other clearly flashed in the mind like a montage.

She was in a trance for a long time, and when she came back to her senses, she had already hugged Liu Qingqing tightly in her arms.

But it was already a box of ashes.

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With a sad voice in his gentle voice, Dr. Deng told the whole story lightly, looking at the photo with a sad expression.

There is no sweet lingering, no twists and turns, no hoarseness.In the Qingshui story like an outline, Wang Yanyan was overwhelmed by the sadness oozing out of it before he had time to be amazed by the gender of the protagonist.

She could really feel the pain in Doctor Deng's heart, and was attacked by the sadness radiating from her body. She wanted to watch her lover leave.

The sadness that resonated in her heart caused her to shed two lines of tears unsatisfactorily.

Shuzi looked up and saw it, stretched out his hand and gently wiped it off for her: "What a child! It's all over, why are you crying..."

The loss of emotional control made Wang Yanyan unable to raise her head, she rubbed her sleeves indiscriminately, and faltered to cover up: "No... just..."

Shuzi held her hand, hugged her into his arms, and comforted her: "I know. I know everything. It's all over. I still have pine cones, and my parents..."

And you, so, will be fine.

Shu Zui just told a story about her and her girlfriend, but she didn't say a word about last night, about her relationship with Dashu, about the future, and so on.

She waited for Wang Yanyan to digest this past, and hoped that she could re-examine the relationship between the two of them correctly.

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A few days have passed since the story that gave Wang Yinyan a tearful sadness.

The day went on.

Something seemed to happen between the two, and nothing seemed to change.

However, Wang Yanyan could feel that the relationship between the two became closer.It's just that Dr. Deng would occasionally send a message to greet her, let her talk to Song Guo from time to time, and would say hello to have dinner, but he never asked to stay overnight.This made Wang Yanyan feel uncomfortable.There is a feeling of panic when being thrown on the chopping board, with the sound of sharpening the knife ringing in my ears, but the other party has not made a move for a long time.

Shuzi didn't want to force her, what she should say and do, she would openly and honestly shine in front of Dashu.All that remains is to wait quietly.Now she is no longer in a hurry.She was waiting for Dashu to step over those obstacles by herself.

A woman with a strong heart does not have a strong and aggressive personality. On the contrary, she may be flexible, unhurried, calm and calm--it is precisely this kind of person that Wang Yanyan is afraid of.

She is afraid that she can't help but surrender - you are unruly and self-willed, you plunder, you seduce and seduce (the incident that night was an accident), Wang Yanyan can repel them with only one move, that is, indifference and ruthlessness.

But this kind of neither soft nor hard, what should you do?This nirvana of Wang Yinyan's move has no ability to resist on Shu Bi's body.

She doesn't say anything too much, she doesn't do anything too much.Just get along with you in silence.

Wang Yanyan's psychological defense line was extremely vigilant, nervous and anxious, retreating and retreating imperceptibly...

Wang Yanyan felt as if she had fallen into a quagmire, watching her body sinking slowly, but she was powerless. What made her even more annoyed and anxious was that this powerless despair seemed to be accompanied by a little joy.

I am delighted with this kind of ordinary life, this kind of tacit understanding, this kind of silent approach.

She could almost foresee her final compromise.

She was at a loss.