"Uncle, what do you think of the lyrics?" Lu Qingxi asked in a low voice.
Song Chulang woke up suddenly, turned around, and remained silent for more than ten seconds before saying lightly: "like."
"Really?" Lu Qingying was used to his righteousness and shrugged.
"If you don't take a shower, I'll go first." Song Chulang took his clothes into the bathroom.
Turn on the shower and let the water fall from overhead.
He closed his eyes, and the astringency in his heart fell like drops of water.
Unfinished dreams hurt the most.
is not that right.
For Song Yunyang, that's it.
And is he the same with Lu Qingyu?
He sighed gently and wiped the drops of water from his face.
At night, the surging tide was beating against the cruise ship.
After Lu Qingyu took a bath, he jumped to bed just like yesterday, but the little girl was in a good mood and got into the quilt. The loach seemed to hold his body and pressed half of his body against his chest.
As soon as Song Chulang bowed his head, his chin rested on her head.
He didn't push her away, he was used to her cheeky and couldn't push it away.
And what she said is not unreasonable. After the day after tomorrow, it is still unknown whether they can lie down together. Many people in this world can only accompany you for a period of time. One person comes to this world and leaves this world. Always alone.
Why think about it later, even if there are only memories.
"Uncle, your fingernails are very long. Let me cut them for you," said Lu Qingying, suddenly looking at his cigarette holder.
Song Chulang glanced, some places did grow quite long.
Lu Qingxi flipped out of her backpack and found a nail clipper carefully from inside to cut his fingernails into the paper towel underneath.
She lowered her face, her long hair quietly and gently draped over her shoulders, and the light above her head slanted like flowing water, her body lingering with a clean and elegant atmosphere.
Song Chulang stared at her, even at this time there was no ripple of silence.
Forget the heartache, the sadness, the loneliness.
If it can be like this for a lifetime.
Realizing what he was thinking, he shook his hand and pulled it back hard.
"Oh, what are you doing?" Lu Qingying cut a blank, annoyed, "I haven't finished cutting it yet."
"Don't cut it," he said.
"Unhygienic, do you know how many bacteria are in your fingernails? What would you do if you left me? It's too embarrassing. No woman likes it."
Song Chulang said for a moment, "You want me to be with another woman?"
"Then I definitely don't want it. Of course I can be with you, but you are not always rejecting me." Lu Qing's eyes looked worried, "But it's not good for you to be alone , Man, always leave the leaves to return to the root, even if it is not me, I hope that you will be happy in the future, no longer need to be so lonely. "
Song Chulang was speechless in a half-sound, only he knew how hard his heart was shaking at this moment.
For the first time someone thought of him this way, not even his mother.
If it wasn't for her, would he wish him happiness.
"Does my happiness really matter so much?" He lit a cigarette again.
Lu Qingying put his head on his stomach. "Actually, I hope you are unhappy, but it ’s only for me. But I know you are definitely not for the one named Song Yunyang, so since it is not for me, you Happiness, if you are not for me, what does unhappiness mean to me? "
Song Chulang said to her, as if she didn't understand, but vaguely understood it.
Just as Song Yunyang was unhappy before, not because of him, but because of Song Chuyi, it really didn't make much sense to him, and his love was superfluous.
So not for myself. Song Yunyang is happy now, so that's fine.
Suddenly, he seemed suddenly open.
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Song Yunyang has never belonged to him, why should he care about it, until the end, he was just a bystander.
"Uncle, may I ask you a question?" Lu Qingxi then said, "Why are you going to Mexico?"
Song Chulang looked down at her, even reaching out to touch her hair, "I do n’t want to go to Mexico, I just want to go to the United States, but for the time being I do n’t want to go, I want to go here and choose to take a cruise, because long time ago It ’s like looking at the Pacific Ocean. ”
"What are you going to the United States for, and why don't you want to go now?" Lu Qingying asked, "Is it because of fear?"
"afraid"? He wanted to laugh, but felt that he couldn't laugh, but froze, wasn't he afraid, "How do you know?"
"Well feel it, sometimes I think you are timid, I'm not talking about the fight, it's a time of feelings in my heart," Lu Qingxi said with pain.
"You're right, I'm afraid." Song Chulang smiled bitterly. "Chu Yi went to the United States to study this year. I wanted to go to him but didn't think about what to do with him. I apologize. I still hope he forgive me. Don't understand, maybe he won't want my brother anymore. "
Lu Qingmao tilted his head and thought, "It depends on your attitude. If you are sincere, he will forgive you. If you don't realize that you have done something wrong, it is useless to go."
"Do you really think I'm bad?" Song Chulang asked tentatively.
"Half and half," Lu Qing grinned, "but I like it no matter what you look like."
Song Chulang coughed, turned off the lights, and "sleep".
Lu Qingyi looked at the time. It was almost twelve o'clock. She looked out the window and sighed, "In a few more minutes, today will become tomorrow, uncle, should we kiss?"
Song Chulang's heart shook fiercely.
Who told him what it was like to kiss.
"Don't bother, I'll kick you to the bottom of the bed again," he rolled over, facing her side.
"No, you won't sleep unless you kiss me", Lu Qingmao slammed on him, "Uncle, how about kissing me?"
Song Chulang: "".
Does this woman know what shame is.
"If you don't promise, I'm going to sleep naked," she threatened.
"you dare"? He stared back at her.
"Don't you dare?" Lu Qingqi sat up, his eyes widened. Under his gaze, he shook his fist, took off his t-shirt, and touched his back, all exposed at once. In front of him.
Although the light in the room was turned off, the moonlight outside was too bright, and the mature body of the woman was still looming.
Song Chulang's throat burned fiercely, and he turned his eyes away, closed his eyes, and reprimanded, "Hurry up."
"I don't," Lu Qingxun not only did not wear it, but also took off his pajamas, and then wrapped around him like an octopus.
Song Chulang is a normal man, and coupled with the experience the night before, he could n’t stand such a stimulus. It was all burning like a fire. His temples swelled and swelled.
"Uncle, I love you," Lu Qingyi said lying on the edge of his cochlea, "Did you kiss me, will you hug you without kissing me?"
Song Chulang shook his fist, turned around, and all her body fell into his arms all at once.
Song Chulang reached out to push her away, but he really did n’t know where to touch. After all, she was n’t wearing anything. He gritted his teeth. “Lu Qingyou, you just want to be hit by me, I tell you, I ’m not right You are responsible ".
"I know, I don't care about eternity, I just care about owning it now," Lu Qing rubbed his eyes with a wipe of water.
Song Chulang moved her throat. In the dimness, her hand slowly touched her face. There was a bit of roughness in her palms. It was about her profession that she often took a knife and a pen, and her palms had thin thin cocoons. But much softer than a man's hand.
"Uncle, do you remember how you kissed me that night, that's it," Lu Qingchan said softly, and kissed him.
Except for some blushing heartbeats that night, Song Chulang couldn't remember the picture of kissing.
But when she kissed now, he seemed to have some familiar taste again.
It's just that a woman's lips are not as wild as a man's, and as soft as seaweed. Whenever a fish swims, an inadvertent fish can be entangled.
Song Chulang felt that he was like a person who fell into the sea, accidentally entangled in seaweed, and wanted to rush out, but couldn't swim, so he was choked and wanted to breathe.
His eyes opened sharply, and he couldn't let her rest on him like this, otherwise he would absolutely drown in the sea.
He rolled over hard, pressed her underneath, and said with a dull throat: "Enough is enough, you are kissed, and you can sleep."
"Yeah, it's time to sleep, but I don't want to sleep yet, don't my uncle really want to sleep?" Lu Qing stunned his lips and twirled his arms, and wrapped his arms around his neck again, and kissed him again.
Song Chulang was completely hooked by her arm. The strength of a woman was not as good as that of a man, but at this time it seemed that he could not reach one of her.