Chapter 53: Parody

From small to big, just as Lin Yufeng rejected her approach for the first time, this was the first time Lin Yufeng beat her.
The strength in that hand was greater than imagined, but in an instant, Lin Xingqing was actually suffering from a hot pain, but Lin Xingqing did not cover it up, leaving the white face slightly red and swollen in the blink of an eye, clear palm print At this moment it seems a bit shocking.
Rain, thunder, lightning ...
"Dad, is that really disgusting me ..."
I just like the same sex, but it is still Lin Xingqing, still the same as before.
Lin Xingqing's lips twitched several times, but the words couldn't be said anymore. His long hair was scattered, but he was standing almost so stubbornly, looking at Lin Yufeng.
The sharp emotions seemed to be as the slap dissipated, Lin Yufeng ’s face was still pale, and his gaze swept to the slap mark on Lin Xingqing ’s face, his hands shook slightly, and his chest fell under a sharp extreme voltage. But he didn't say anything. He squeezed his red lips extremely hard, his face pale, his straight back step by step away from Lin Xingqing.
No, don't go.
My heart was like a child crying.
But Lin Xingqing just bit her lip so hard. The fingers she had gripped before were overstretched at this moment, and the condensed wound had a little blood bead flowing down, drenched in her hand, and dampened the dry blood stains. With unspeakable uncomfortable meaning.
Take off shoes, lie flat, cover, slightly sideways, quilt covered the back tightly, from the moment he left, Lin Yufeng never spoke again, the back turned body made Lin Xingqing unable to see the forest Yufeng any expression.
It's cold.
Perhaps it was too much rain outside, so much bleaching, too much damp breath, Lin Xingqing's body trembling slightly.
"father."
She and Lin Yufeng can talk about nothing.
She never worried about making mistakes in front of Lin Yufeng.
Lin Yufeng is the best dad in the world.
That was something she was extremely sure of and extremely proud of, but at this moment, apart from this sentence, Lin Xingqing found that she didn't know what else she could say.
"I'm tired. If nothing else, you can go."
For a long time, when Lin Xingqing was almost desperate, the voice of Lin Yufeng came again. The low voice could not hear the slightest emotion. It seemed like she was exhausted, and it seemed like she was extremely disappointed with her.
Lin Xingqing's dark eyelashes trembled vigorously, and there seemed to be a teardrop condensation room in her eyes. She pressed the teardrop down firmly and exhaled deeply.
"Okay, Dad, then I will come to see you tomorrow. You take good care of yourself."
The voice was a little dumb, but in the end he swallowed back his choked voice.
"I don't need you to come and see me before you think about it!"
Lin Yufeng turned his head violently in such a posture, not knowing whether it was a white face, so that his eyes were black to the extreme, and there was no shadow of Lin Xingqing there, only a kind of nearly sharp anger With sadness.
That expression will always be sharper than the sharp knife, because it comes from her most confident, proud, and kind father.
"Dad ... you know, I don't look at you every day, I don't worry."
Lin Xingqing had to work very hard before letting her lips lift, but the arc that was raised would be extremely ugly.
"Ha ~ You want to understand that it is more useful than any other.
Xing Qing, in this world, there will never be tolerance for homosexuality! "
Lin Yufeng smiled lowly, getting louder and sadder.

It ’s just a topic, just less than half an hour, why is it like this
Is it because she loves the same sex?
why
"The most disgusting thing in this world is homosexuality!"
"Xing Qing, in this world, there will never be any room for homosexuality!"
Lin Xingqing could not remember how to say goodbye to Lin Yufeng and what expression Lin Yufeng had when saying goodbye.
The rain was too big. In a short period of time, the ground had already stirred up a thick layer of water stains. Once stepped in, it could not cover the entire ankle.
The rain that has been dripping from the sky, hitting the body at the moment with a sense of coldness is a slightly painful force.
"Miss Lin, it's raining heavily today, otherwise I'll pick you up"
"No, I'm home already."
Hang up the driver to answer her phone, Lin Xingqing withdrew her gaze towards the sick building, wiped the rain on her face at will, just walked deep and shallow.
Rain, coldness, thunder, subtle floral fragrance, and a more and more humid breath.
Enough to numb the nerves and numb the pain.
Haha, that's great, isn't it?
Yeah ~ That ’s great.
Everything is a little blurred at the moment.
Lin Xingqing is extremely resistant to pain and to outsiders.
However, when the pain and opinions come from the most intimate people in the world, they have no resistance.
Like a hedgehog covered with spikes, when facing foreign enemies, it can be strong because of its spikes.
But when the injury came from the soft place, it was hit in one hit, bloody.
Gay gay ...
Hahahaha, ...

"Xing Qing, Xing Qing, Xing Qing ..."
There seemed to be a ringing sound on the ear, gradually subtly loud.
Lin Xingqing raised her head slowly, half-loudly, and her somewhat blurred vision gradually printed a familiar outline.
Combing to a neat and clean hair, Ling Li's facial features, at this moment due to the slight wrinkle between the eyebrows, the worry in the eyes, the cold breath began to recede.
That's ... Fang Xia.
"Fang ... Xia."
"Xing Qing, this is Fang Xia."
That I do not know why it sounded a little hoarse and cold female voice, Lin Xingqing only felt a hot body, Fang Xia actually put her in her arms.
In the familiar heartbeat, the faint scent diffused, holding her hand a little harder, and a little trembling, like worrying for a long time.
"Fang Xia, what happened to me before"
Lin Xingqing stiffened slightly, listening to the fast heartbeat on the side of her ear, her body slowly softened, letting herself lean on Fang Xia's arms, some attachment rubbing, she murmured, With a loss of confusion.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that Lisao said that you came back under the heavy rain, and you were soaking wet, and you wouldn't change your clothes. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so let me come back first."
The forehead was lightly kissed, and the voice belonging to Fang Xia on the ear side was soft and unhurried. Such a voice, such a hug, was enough to make people calm down from the heart.
"Is it the case?"
"Well, that's just it."
In that faint voice, Lin Xingqing finally recalled a little, how he walked out of Lin Yufeng's ward, how to walk back in the rain with a smile, and how to laugh in Lisao's worried expression Shaking his head, he went upstairs as if nothing had happened. Afterwards, no matter how Lisao persuaded, she would just wear the wet boat's clothes and curl up in the bathtub without moving.
After some time, Fang Xia came back, with sweat beads on her face that looked like she was eager to move. Looking at her, her expression seemed to be out of proportion. The clothes, she held Fang Xia tightly and kissed tightly until Fang Xia also drenched her clothes, whispering something: "Fang Xia, we are all the same." "Haha, now we are all It ’s the same.
In the inexplicable words, in the low voice of Fang Xia, she undressed her clothes, washed them, changed them, and pulled her back to the room, so gentle and worried to accompany her again and again. , Coaxing her.
That kind of Fang Xia was a quiet and gentle look she had never seen before.
Such a Fang Xia, even if it is the same sex, she has been unable to give up.
"Ha ~ You want to understand that it is more useful than any other.
Xing Qing, in this world, there will never be tolerance for homosexuality! "
If she did n’t understand, would n’t she be able to watch Lin Yufeng anymore?
"Fang Xia ..."
"Ok"
Listening to the low-pitched voice on the ear, looking at Fang Xia's gentle look, Lin Xingqing slightly raised her head, sniffed her nose, and smiled:
"What should I do, I feel like I have done an unforgivable stupid thing."
Along with that smile, teardrops are breaking through obstacles and flowing down her eyes.
The author has something to say: An An, who cannot write abuse, once wanted to doubt life!
Therefore, An An decided to follow his nature, or write sweet, hum ~