Chapter 65: Start reading

Qing Qing dreamed again, still the dream of the puzzle, but different from the past, those messy pictures gradually became clear. She wanted to take a closer look at the content, but found that it was still a bit fuzzy, as if attached to a layer The misty film can only be seen about the figure above, sometimes it is a man, sometimes a woman, sometimes a child, sometimes a family of three.
Even though I ca n’t see clearly, I can still feel that happiness and happiness, this is a happy family of three, but does this have anything to do with her? She subconsciously reached out to touch it, and it suddenly rained. Falling, galloping cars, lights coming on, then hitting ...
Qing Qing suddenly opened her eyes, fixed her eyes on the man in front of her, and closed her hair, whispering, "Did you dream?"
Qingqing's eyes slowly moved, found the focal length, and saw the man in front of him. Chenguang fell through his thin window screen on his side face, rendering a layer of faint crystal halo, and his face was hidden in the halo. Some illusory.
But his eyes were not as indifferent as he saw at first, very soft, softening his sharp edges, looking differently warm, his eyes reflected his own shadow, his own face, Qing Qing suddenly felt this face so strange.
She closed her eyes subconsciously. At this moment, she was a little scared. Her deep lips fell on her eyes and kissed them slowly. She moved to her lips for a long time, and continued to slide to her ears. Er, softly, "What dream did you have? Well, tell me."
Qing Qing turned back completely, her face flushed, and she didn't know how she went to bed with this man yesterday, and did so fiercely. Qing Qing was a little confused. Zhong Li said that she had never been with her boyfriend and went to school The girl's school and university were all picked up by her brother in person, which made her once feel that her life was super boring.
There is no second man in her life except her brother. Zhongli is not counted. Zhongli has a different personality. Qingqing feels that Zhongli is to her like a second brother, but she is more humane than her brother.
Since she hasn't been with her boyfriend, she should be the first time yesterday. Why, she did it last night, uh, so smoothly and naturally, just like they have done countless times, this feeling is too weird, and Now, it's even more weird for them to lie in bed so intimately.
Qingqing's eyes flickered: "No, nothing? It's some messy dreams. After a car accident two years ago, I often had such dreams, which once made me afraid of going to bed. Later, my brother asked a doctor to help me with hypnosis, which is better."
Hypnosis? Chu Yan gritted his teeth secretly. Sure enough, Meng Chuhan really did everything. Why did he do this? Qing Qing looked at him: "That, last night ..."
Yan Shen blinked and looked at her: "Last night we were fine ..."
In fact, there is nothing better than this. After last night, Yanshen was 100% sure that his wife was back, and he knew everything about Ziyi, especially when he was in bed. He was familiar with each of her. Even the slightest reaction, like herself, she likes it, but she is a little lazy, so control is always in his hands, she likes to lie down and let him wait, and hums twice, or Kiss him, unhappy, and stare at him frowning, like a child.
Sometimes, Yan Shen always feels that she is his daughter, especially in this matter, to be petted, drowned, and to be driven by her temperament, but she is also a woman, his woman, the only thing that allows him The woman who gets the most happiness.
Yan Shen thought that he could only live by the memories in the second half of his life. Fortunately, God had eyes and sent her back. This time, he must hold her tightly and never let go.
Thinking of this, Yan Shen lowered his head: "Your memory is not good. In order to avoid you forgetting, we must deepen our memory a bit."
Because of Yan Shen's indulgence, it was almost noon when they got up, and the process of getting up was the most lingering experience in the next few years.
Feng Yi went to school today, but the more he wanted to worry about it at school, the main Meng Qingqing was as stupid as his family, he was afraid that she would starve to death in the house regardless of her, so Feng Yi slipped out of school, and, Took all my pocket money.
He remembered telling her yesterday that if he did n’t want to be found by her brother, he could n’t swipe the card. He doubted that Meng Qingqing ’s memory would make him forget about sleep, and she only swiped the card to estimate her controlling mad brother. They will fly back to China at the fastest speed and take her away, and their escape plan will fail completely.
If you ask Feng Yi why he tried his best to help Meng Qingqing run out, Feng Yi himself didn't know, he just felt that Meng Qingqing was like a magpie, it should be said, not only like, at some point, he even thought that she was 珺 珺They are as confused, embarrassed, afraid of heights, face blindness, stupid, and stupid.
Except that face was different, everything else made Feng Yi feel that she was a puppet, so he kept asking his dad, was he sure that he got on that plane, and what if puppet really disappeared There will be a Meng Qingqing.
Feng Yi didn't want Qing Qing to leave. He was afraid that as soon as she left, he would never see her again. Feng Yi opened the door and came in, changing slippers and looking at the bay window. From yesterday, Meng Qingqing Where I am hooked, this is also the same as the habit of the uncle.
Feng Yi can't imagine that there will be two such people in the world, not face but personality and habit. Feng Yi feels that the world is so big, the face is not too rare, and the personality may overlap. Only habit, one person ’s Habits are subconscious behaviors that have been developed in long-term life, and how Meng Shijin, born and raised abroad, has the habit of meeting these small citizens. This is something Feng Yi can't figure out anyway.
Feng Yiti came in and found no one in the living room. Something tripped under his feet. Feng Yi lowered his head. There was a pink with a cartoon big mouth monkey pattern on the ground. Feng Yi looked forward and found that from the living room to the bedroom. In a short distance, there were a lot of clothes, underwear, tie, his dad's shirt, pants, belt ... all the way to the bedroom, and the bedroom door was open, and strange noises came from inside.
Feng Yi blushed, this voice is no stranger. Although they were very careful when they were in the past, sometimes they still ran into each other. Feng Yi felt that his father was a real sultry. Type man, don't look at a cold face, like who owes him how much money, but as soon as he encounters a maggot, the IQ can instantly drop below zero. Basically, when he gets embarrassed, he forgets everything , Often do something that looks particularly incredible, hearing, sensitivity has basically disappeared.
Experience tells Feng Yi that if he does not remind him, this strange voice will probably continue, even worse, so Feng coughed and shouted, "Meng Qingqing, I'm here, are you there?"
Feng Yi's sentence to Qingqing is tantamount to clear sky and lightning. He returned to the cage rationally in an instant, panicking and reaching out to deepen, but Yanyan ignored it, and said dumbly, "Don't move, it's good ..."
Qing Qing found that the man was really unreasonable. In this situation, even thinking of continuing, Qing Qing's shameful face was congested: "You, your son is here ..."
The man didn't move, just shouted, "Feng Yi went out and came in ten minutes later." Feng Yi touched his nose, and said to his heart, he knew that he turned and went out.
Qing Qing looked at him for a moment, but never thought that this man could do something like this: "You, oh ..." She was severely blocked as soon as she opened her mouth, and then hung up and hugged, ... ...
Thirty minutes later, Qing Qing did enough psychological construction, and finally Ai Ai came out of the bedroom. The grandfather was waiting for her at the dining table. The lunch box brought by Feng Yi was already packed in a plate and placed on the dining table. The tableware has also been placed. Three pairs of tableware are placed on three sides according to the seat. Chu Yanshen sits in the middle, Feng Yi sits on the side, and the seat on the other side is empty.
Qingqing was a little embarrassed. Such a scene made her feel inexplicable. Yan Shen put down the newspaper in her hand, looked up at her, and frowned. "Don't wear this dress next time, come over and eat."
Qing Qing nodded and looked at herself. She deliberately put on the suspenders she wore yesterday. She didn't want him, but she abandoned her. She sat down in her seat and didn't dare to look up at Feng Yi.
Qing Qing felt that he and Feng Yi should be regarded as friends. Feng Yi kindly ran out for himself and hid in his house, but he wore his mother's clothes. Then, the man who slept with her mother was not kind. What's more, the little guy was trapped in bed, his shameless dad, and he was allowed to wait outside for ten minutes.
Qing Qing became more and more self-conscious, which made her face the little guy: "My head is almost in the bowl, sit down." Qing Qing looked angrily at Chu Yanshen, this man is simply the best example of putting on pants and not recognizing them. Twenty minutes ago, he was still holding his own, but now he is just like teaching his daughter to count her food, and he can really make it.
Yan Shen glanced at her and raised her eyebrows: "Why, am I wrong, you can say it." Qing Qingdun lost her time, and suddenly she found that she was not the man's opponent at all. Already.
Feng Yi looked at her with compassion, but said kindly: "Qingqing need not feel embarrassed. I also worry that my dad will not find a woman in the second half of his life, and his psychology will be unhealthy, so I should thank you."
Hmm ... Qing Qing just drank a sip of water and sprayed it: "Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I just couldn't control it."
Yan Shen looked at her helplessly, and Master Feng Yi sighed, "You haven't changed at all, but still stupid, well, I'm back to school, I won't be back this week, you can feel free ... "