Song Xuan also slept in the street when he was a child. When he was bullied in the orphanage before, he left the orphanage angrily.
But left the orphanage, he was a child, helpless, looking at the vast crowd on the street, he could only sleep in the street.
It was that time that he met Han Junyu's mother.
She saw that he was poor, so she took him back to the place where she lived. She not only changed a new suit for him, but also ate a lot of delicious food for him.
She told him that she also had a son as old as him. She bought a lot of clothes for her son, but her son didn't seem to use the clothes she bought.
Nevertheless, every time she saw the clothes she liked, she could not help buying them and collecting them.
Song Xuan was really envious of her son. Looking at the gentle face of a woman, he dreamed of such a mother.
The next day, she took him back to the orphanage. After that, every few months, she would come to the orphanage and give him some clothes.
Those clothes were not worth money, but now he remembered that it was the warmest place in his childhood.
In that year, he was most looking forward to the time when the gentle woman could come to the orphanage. He would tell her many things he had done in order to get her encouragement.
He also hoped that she would bring her clothes, even if they were not new, but worn by her son.
However, such a happy time lasted less than a year. After a few months, she didn't come. He was worried about her. He ran out of the orphanage and went to the place where she lived to inquire. Only then did he know that she had committed suicide.
What was his mood at that time?
After so many years, I can't say clearly. The most profound memory is that I feel abandoned by God.
"Brother song, where are we going now?"
The woman's voice changed song Xuan's mind. He frowned and got up to leave.
They don't have any money, they don't eat dinner, if they don't do something, they will really sleep on the street.
Shule quickly followed him, looking at his calm face, seemed to be in a bad mood, she did not dare to be too presumptuous, obediently followed him.
Song Xuan went to the Internet bar, his finger movement is not convenient, all the operation speed is very slow, basically a finger movement.
It took him half an hour to finish what he could do in three minutes.
With a cold sweat on his forehead, he hit the last key and got up to leave.
When he got to a place where the bank withdrew money automatically, he covered half of his face with his coat and took out 10000 yuan to leave.
He took Shule to a remote hotel to check in. The front desk staff of the hotel stared at them and pointed to the things next to them.
"Do you need these?"
Shule curiously took it from the woman's hand to look at it. With a serious study on her face, she couldn't help asking song Xuan next to her.
"Brother song, what is this? Is it candy? "
“……” Looking at the condom in a woman's hand, song Xuan stares at her with complicated eyes.
Does she really don't understand or doesn't she?
Take what's in her hand and take her upstairs.
"Brother song, is that candy just now? It says different tastes. Is it delicious? " She asked seriously.
Song Xuan rubbed his eyebrows again, and it had nothing to do with her whether it was delicious or not.
"Take a bath and go to bed early. Tomorrow I'll find a way to go back to Baicheng."
The hotel is simple and shabby. There is only a bedside table in the room, which is a bed. Song Xuan doesn't have the heart to chat with her, so he orders her.
He was reclining on the bed, tired and sleepy.
Suddenly, hearing a scream coming from the bathroom, song Xuanmeng opened his eyes. He got up in such a hurry that he pulled the wound on his body. He was so hurt that he took a cold breath.
After a while, he got up and went to the bathroom.
"Shule, are you ok?"
"It hurts."
There were no slippers in the bathroom. When Shule went in to take a bath, she didn't realize the abnormality. When she took off her clothes and took a bath, she didn't expect to slip and fall to the ground.
Song Xuan went to the door, found that she was not dressed, immediately turned around.
"What's the matter?"
"I fell. Ouch, it hurts. My waist hurts." Shule cried in pain and couldn't get up for a moment.
It was autumn, and he worried that she would catch cold when she lay on the ground. He tried not to look at her and bent down to pick her up.
"Brother song, did your hand touch my chest?"
“……”
The woman's tone was too calm. Song Xuan's ears were red. He took a look at her with his teeth and quickly put her on the bed.
Put her on the bed and cover her with a quilt.
"Where did it hurt?"
"Back and waist." Shule answered seriously.
Song Xuan, helpless, slowly lifted the quilt to see her injury, her back did not know where she hit, there was a piece of blue.Although the light in the room was gray and yellow, her skin was white and bright. He felt that what he held by his fingertips was not a woman's skin, but a warm white jade.
He never knew that a woman's skin would be so pleasing.
"I'm going to get you some medicine." He restrained himself, covered her with a quilt, turned to go out, but was caught by the woman's wrist.
"Brother song, don't leave. I'm afraid."
She was alone in this shabby place, and she fell again. She was scared to death.
Song Xuan frowns, but he still compromises. He sits down by the bed and tries to find the front desk in the hotel to ask if there is any medicine or wine. But the front desk's tone is not very good, so he hangs up perfunctorily.
Song Xuan clenched his fist, thinking about the injury behind the woman. If he didn't rub it as soon as possible to spread the blood, it would be more painful tomorrow.
He stood up again and gently comforted, "Shule, I'll go and buy you some medicine. Wait for me for five minutes, OK?"
Looking at him nervously, Shule shook his head.
Song Xuan couldn't help it. He lifted his eyes and found a package of essential oil in the bedside table. His eyes flashed and he opened the essential oil.
"Wow, it smells good."
"Don't smell too close."
Song Xuan wanted to remind him, but it was too late. The woman didn't know what it was, but she smelled very fragrant and took a few deep breaths curiously.
"Wow, it's rose fragrance. I love the taste. Can I eat it?"
“……”
Song Xuan can't explain what this thing is for. He covers her lower body with a quilt and makes her lie on her side. He rubs the place where she bumps and hurts.
Shule is very obedient. At the beginning, the man's strength is a little strong, and she wails with pain.
"Brother song, take it easy. It hurts."
The voice of a woman is different from that of Qin Ning Ruan Mian. She is a bit sweet and a bit naive.
But at the moment, she was with a charm that could not be explained clearly. Song Xuan felt thirsty and angry.
"You can bear it. It will be fine in a moment." He tried to persuade her to stop shouting.
The sound insulation effect of this room is not good, she said, it's easy to disturb other people's rooms.
Shule frowned, thinking that he said it would really be a while, but after a while, it was still painful. She cried out here.
"Brother song, don't, don't, it's too painful, you're too hard."
She wanted to hide in pain, but there was no place to hide. She turned over in anger.
Her body turns, the quilt slides, her snow-white skin, the beautiful girl's body completely presents in front of him.
“……” Song Xuan felt the agitation in some part of his body, and immediately turned around to cover his embarrassment with his coat.