Chapter 75: chapter 75

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For the next five or six days, Jing Ming stayed in the mountains and isolated from the world.
The time in the mountain was long and long. He had nothing else to do, so he followed Du Ruo's all day long. She cooks, he stands by the stove; she does the laundry, and he squats by the patio to watch; she stews the bird's nest flower gel, and he also watches. Those were bought by Jingming to visit Du Mu. After reluctantly simmering once, Du Mu could not eat and just wanted to vomit. People in the mountains are very rough and don't need to make up. Du Ruo did not force her.
More often, Jing Ming would follow Du Ruo to help her with her farm work, sweeping the yard and raking straw.
But he seemed to be more interested than to help. Feeding a chicken he could throw the feed far away, causing the flock to fly across the field to find food, just like throwing a ball to make a dog.
Du Ruo frowned: "You feed like this, the chickens are thin!"
Jing Ming had a bunch of crooks: "Let them run more to make chicken legs delicious."
While organizing the vegetable garden, he became very interested in the cute cucumber, loofah, eggplant, and tomatoes on the vine. He took a look here and squeezed it.
Du Ruo scolded, "Don't spoil the dishes!"
Blast him out of the vegetable garden.
He stood gazing at her outside the fence, and after a while he was bored, threatening to go out.
Du Ruo was afraid that he would get lost in the mountains and had no choice but to lead him out.
This man is a living ancestor. She has a lot of chores in her house, and she tries every means to make him delicious, and waits for him to eat, drink, sleep, and sleep, and has to pull out every day.
So, Jing Ming and Du Ruo walked in the mountains and forests every day, watching flowers and trees, terraced farmers; watching the rising sun and sunset, the wind blowing through the clouds;
In a flash, it was the day of parting.
Early that morning, after Jingming got up, he put a thick red envelope under the pillow.
After having breakfast, Jing Ming Du Ruo said goodbye to Du Mu and grandmother.
The bandage on Du's hand has been removed. She grabbed Du Ruo's hand and patted it gently. Without any other words, she only explained: "Let's eat well."
Du Ruo slightly reddened his eyes and nodded: "Oh." And said, "Send you money, you use it. Don't hesitate. Who made you stingy?"
Du Muyi: "I'll keep it for you ..." When Du Ruo stared at her, she swallowed it again, "Use it, use it tomorrow."
"Then I'll go." Du Ruo said, "The cornmeal has been ground for the next week, the pork dishes have been chopped, and the firewood has also been chopped. Don't do heavy work this week, have you heard?"
"I heard." Mom nodded.
After speaking, look at Jingming again. She was not good at words, just smiled and didn't speak. Although she still had some distance with Jingming, she was not as nervous as in the first few days.
Grandma held Jingming's hand, babbling, speaking in tongues indistinctly: "I'm free, come back and play."
Jing Ming nodded again and again: "Well. You need to take care of your body."
Going down the hillside, Du Ruo turned around, her mother and grandmother still supported each other, stood on top and beckoned with them.
Du Ruo shouted, "Go back!"
Shouted several times and never returned.
As soon as I turned down the hillside, I could no longer see it.
After walking far away, Du Ruo wondered, "Do you understand the dialect?"
Jing Ming: "I don't understand."
Du Ruo: "So you answered my grandma just so well?"
Jing Ming: "I guessed it all."
In the early morning village, the men rushed the cattle and sheep up the mountain, the women were drying clothes in the yard to meet the soles of the shoes, and the children were carrying school bags to school.
After Zhaizi went down the mountain, the last pickup truck was waiting at the foot of the mountain.
They packed their luggage and sat behind the van.
When the car was moving, Jing Ming looked back at the mountains, and the small village was hidden among the mountains and rivers. The car drove out for a while, and the shadows of trees covered up, Taoyuan disappeared, leaving only a large area of ​​golden turquoise terraces.
After a while, the terraces disappeared.
All that was left was the green mountains, and the sky as blue as a gem.
He turned around.
Du Ruo whispered, "Why do you seem to be more than me?"
Jing Ming smiled very lightly and didn't speak.
It was only a short while later, the thoughts were all gone—the truck started to violently bump on the mountain road again.
People sit on their heads as if they were sitting on the waves. They didn't stop for a moment. They threw them over, and their bones were broken and reorganized.
Jing Ming didn't sleep like he did when he came.
After nearly an hour, the bumpy road is still long.
He got upset again and spit out angrily and irritably: "This broken car and road, all eliminated in the future."
Du Ruo suddenly hesitated.
From village to town, from town to county, from small city to big city, running all the way, arriving at the airport in four or five hours. The two changed boarding passes, ate a meal, and landed in Beijing four or five hours later.
Outside the window, it was dark and lonely.
I was still in the quiet mountains in the morning and returned to the bustling city at night.
Both were a little silent and not very comfortable.
Coupled with the exhaustion of the boat and the car, exhausted, did not say anything along the way.
The driver came to pick up the plane. Jing Ming took Du Ruo for dinner first and then took her downstairs to her house.
He got out of the car and helped her carry her luggage up.
She did not refuse to follow him.
They walked slowly in the narrow corridor until they reached the sixth floor entrance.
He lowered his luggage and looked back at her.
She also looked up.
Jing Ming said: "It's late. I won't go in if your friend is at home."
Inconvenient after all.
"OK." Du Ruo nodded, but did not open the door with the key, waiting to see him turn and leave.
And he didn't leave, stood there for a while, waiting to see her open the door and enter.
The two looked at each other silently for a few seconds, and found that the other was not moving, and just about to speak, the sensor light in the corridor went out.
Surrounded by darkness, my heart froze and went silent.
Suddenly, the door of the next room opened, and the sound of the door opened turned on again.
The next resident hurried past and went downstairs.
Du Ruo held the trolley and waited until the voice in the corridor disappeared, then slowly said, "I'm going ahead."
Just about to turn around, Jingming called her: "Du Ruochun."
"Ok?"
"I have something to tell you." He stared at her.
Her heart was inexplicable: "What is it?"
"I still like you," he said, "I like you very much .... We, okay."
She trembled lightly and did not respond for a moment.
He waited for a few seconds and licked his lips slightly: "Do you want to ..."
"Think!" She interrupted suddenly, her face turning red. As soon as the words came out, she was no longer afraid, "I want to make peace with you." Her eyes were unusually persistent and bright, "I always thought, even thought of ... I wonder if we are suitable for six years, even so, I also want to reconcile with you and have a new love relationship.
Even, maybe a few days will quarrel and get angry again, maybe the end will be miserable and old, and you do n’t associate with each other, maybe you dumped me and I hate you, but I still want to be with you and be with you, even if I do n’t know what the future holds. Because I always feel that if I am not with you, I will regret and regret it. "
Jing Ming looked at her, his eyes darkened.
And when she finished speaking, the words suddenly turned,
"I dare, how about you? ... Jingming, our prIme, do it again! Maybe we will fail again, maybe we are ordinary, but we are already losers, what else can we lose. Do n’t do it Do n’t try again, do you really regret it?

She made it clear and stared at him stubbornly, with a little fear that he would think she was threatening and would get away with annoyance, but he didn't.
He stepped forward suddenly, holding her face with both hands, resting his forehead on her forehead, breathing fast, as if suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart. She lifted her head, squinted her eyes, grabbed his waist with both hands, and trembled tremblingly like electricity.
Breathing scorching, lips are close at hand, only a millimeter away, but no one touched.
It feels like being afraid of being close to hometown, wanting to be close, but afraid of being rusty, wanting to hold tight, and afraid of burns.
It wasn't until the emotions of each other calmed down, that he touched the corners of her lips lightly, and his cheeks pinched her cheeks.
Men's skin is soft and textured. She narrowed her eyes and her apex trembled.
He tapped her cheek back and forth, like the most primitive and pure intimacy among animals, and whispered to her: "Chuner."
"Huh?" She opened her eyes slowly.
"I have never liked anyone else in these years, and I have never even been moving."
I have never forgotten you, but I do n’t know how to return to you.
He held her in his arms, hugging so tightly. She closed her eyes again and shivered in his arms.
He did not release her until the noise of other residents going upstairs again came from the corridor.
He Huanhuan was at home, and it was late at night. He was inconvenient to enter the house. He lowered his head and took her hand, stroking his thumb back and forth. After a long time, he refused to leave.
She nodded. "Hmm."
When he left, Du Ruo opened the door and entered the room, leaning against the door panel, his heart beating heartily. It was just a hug, but her heart seemed to rush out of her chest, and she couldn't calm down at this moment.
She took a deep breath and turned back: "Huanhuan me--"
The door of He Huanhuan was open, and no one was inside. It is estimated that she is not at home these days and Huanhuan went to Zeng Kefan.
"..." Du Ruo was annoyed for a moment.
Jing Ming got downstairs and got into the car, sitting in the dim car back seat, his chest was undulating, his breathing was unstable.
After sitting for a long time, I didn't say driving.
He doesn't want to go.
The driver waited patiently for a while, Jing Ming suddenly looked up: "You go back first." After speaking, people got out of the car and ran towards the community.
Du Ruo returned to the room, turned on the light, and sat on the carpet for a while. When she hesitated while holding the mobile phone, the phone suddenly
ding
.
Jingming's message: "I'm at the door."
Suddenly she got up and ran to open the door.
He ran upstairs, panting slightly, lowering his voice and saying, "Can you come in?"
She blushed and had not spoken yet. He said, "I was chatting with you a few days ago. Today, I can't sleep alone."
"..." Du Ruo opened his ears and muttered, "Excuse me."
He softly said, "He Huanhuan is not here."
He hesitated, walked in, pulled the door, looked down at her, and said, "No excuse, I can't sleep."
"Huh." She said that, but people went into the room.
He followed.
She turned back again: "My bed is extremely small. I'm afraid I can't squeeze it."
"I think it happens."
Jing Ming said, taking care of himself, he opened his suitcase, found out his pajamas, and ran into the bathroom with ease.
Du Ruo: "..."
Soon the sound of shower water came from the bathroom. On such a quiet night, it was disturbing.
Du Ruo touched his chest, calmed his heartbeat, packed his luggage, stuffed the box to the top of the cabinet, and placed his small box to make room. Wally slipped together to clean up the mud on the wheels, and was happy.
After a while, he returned, his face was clean, his hair was wet, and he had a fragrance from head to toe.
The room was originally small, and he walked in with only a large one, showing even more space.
She didn't dare to look at him, she went through the gap between him and the cupboard, and passed him by, whispering: "The hair dryer is in the drawer."
She went to the bathroom holding her pajamas, flushed her hair and bathed.
Jing Ming was lying on her bed and fell asleep with her eyes closed.
Her bed was really short and not enough for his height. He fell asleep on his side, his legs curled up, occupying the entire bed, leaving her only a small space in front of his chest.
Du Ruo blew his hair silently and nervously, dropped the hair dryer, and looked back. He closed his eyes quietly, maybe he was really tired today.
She turned off the light, leaving only the scent of fragrance on the bedside.
There was no place to rest on the bed, and she squeezed it carefully, her legs and feet clumped together, whispering, "I have nowhere to put my legs."
He lazily moved his feet away. She had just straightened her leg, and his leg pressed up.
She blistered hot and wanted to push him away.
He opened his eyes: "Where can I put my legs here? Who told you that the bed is so small?"
She blushed and said, "Do you still have to sleep here if you want me ?!"
He didn't think he smiled lightly, "What's wrong with you?" The person closed her eyes, used both hands and feet, and tangled her like an octopus. She struggled, and he relaxed easily. In the contest, he touched her with her hands across her clothes, opened his eyes suddenly, and asked seriously, "Why are you wearing a corset while you sleep? Don't you be too alarmed?"
Talking to help her untie.
Du Ruo's face was burning, struggling: "You loose!"
He didn't care, and took her to sleep leisurely.
She worked hard and worked hard and couldn't help it. He suddenly opened his eyes slowly again, stared at her red-faced face for a long while, and whispered, "I will react again."
Du Ruo froze suddenly, no longer moving, his face flushed.
She stood still for several minutes, until she heard that the people around her were breathing evenly and thought he was asleep, and then gently moved her legs and feet to change her posture.
With this movement, he suddenly rolled over and pressed her, holding her wrists against the pillow. She screamed in horror, and he pressed her down, her eyes down looking bright, sharp, with an unbelievable lust,
"What did I just say, eh?"