Wen Qingshui's whole person was surrounded by a chest, this man was obviously tall, and the top of her head was also up to the other party's chin. And this chest is really broad, and the pectoral muscles are strong and powerful. Wen Qingshui, who has been a vegetarian for more than a year, has the urge to touch it. And the faint breath of the man's body lingers in the nasal cavity. caused Wen Qingshui to be stunned and greedy for a moment.

Steady! Wen Qingshui hurriedly warned himself. Despite her experience, she is a conservative woman.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Wen Qingshui raised his head while apologizing, his face feverish from the sudden intimate contact.

Oh my God, it's the library god!

The male god is the most handsome and temperamental man Wen Qingshui has seen in the library. More than 1.8 meters slender, fitted and with a lot of figure, coupled with a tough facial contour, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks resolute and cold. It is the type of handsome and masculine movie star in Wen Qingshui's wall calendar when he was a child. Especially the temperament, mature and steady, giving people the feeling of a successful person!

Wen Qingshui is not a person who loves money, she is a talent.

Stunned, the two of them took a step back in embarrassment. The male god nodded politely and gentlemanly to let her go first. She also quickly lowered her head, lowered her eyes and nodded. I thought I had a good impression of his gentlemanly demeanor.

"You're not in good shape today!

was about to pass, Wen Qingshui heard someone speak, and subconsciously turned around. I saw that the male god was looking at her with sparkling eyes. The seemingly affectionate eyes made her a little confused, but fortunately she didn't throb. Wen Qingshui is very satisfied with himself.

"Talk to me?"

The male god smiled, and seeing that the woman had no special emotions, he was very satisfied. He was extremely disgusted with women who were when they saw him.

This is also the most direct contact between Wen Qingshui and the male god, and he looked at it from a distance a few times before, and he didn't even nod his head at all.

"Of course I'm telling you, there's no one else around! You're late today!"

Not a question, but an affirmative.

"Oh!

Seeing that Wen Qingshui didn't want to say more, the male god shrugged his shoulders and went to the bookshelf to look for it. But there were also some small ripples in my heart.

Wen Qingshui also silently found a few books and returned to his position.

Xu is too rich this morning, Xu is physical contact with a strange man, she didn't see much after watching it for a long time, and her heart became even more irritable.

"I'm not in a state today!" the male god walked over and sat next to her with a book

"I've only been reading at the library for a little over a month. I still find it hard for me to calm down and read a book, and I get bored after turning a few pages at a time. It's good to always think about summarizing a book in a few sentences. However, as concise as the Analects, I feel bored and incomprehensible. The whole person is very impetuous. Have you ever been in such a state?"

Somehow, Wen Qingshui said his state defenselessly.

"Well, reading a book does require some qualitative work. Modern people are a little impetuous. After all, it has been up and down in reality for too long, and there are too many temptations, and it is unrealistic to want to settle down all at once. ”

"Makes sense!"

The two of them didn't say anything more!

After saying this, Wen Qingshui really calmed down a lot. The people around him left one by one, and Wen Qingshui noticed that it was very late. The stomach screamed uncontrollably.

"I'm going first!I'm a little hungry!Your insights are very original, I have benefited a lot, thank you, goodbye!"

"You're welcome, goodbye!"

Wen Qingshui kept his distance very well. Although he admires him a little, he is indeed very charming, and he has a tenacious, hardworking, mature, and calm temperament. But she wasn't interested and didn't want to start a relationship.

While waiting for the food to be served, Wen Qingshui fiddled with his mobile phone.

"Don't mind if I share a table!"

It's a male god again! Wen Qingshui frowned! The male god also saw her dislike. But the heart is even more favorable.

"What a surprise! I didn't come here for you! I just happened to see you when I came in. And you see, there's a lot of people here. ”

The male god said it very sincerely. Wen Qingshui can't say anything! She has never learned to refuse others.

The two of them chatted with each other. Wen Qingshui said very little, and most of the time he just agreed. Fortunately, there are not many male myths.

Wen Qingshui raised his head by chance. Through the large glass window of the hotel, she saw the young couple arguing on the street opposite. You can't see it from afar. But the two men were visibly excited.

"Why don't you know how to cherish it? Harmony, it is good to be friends together, and if it is not harmonious, it is necessary to separate as soon as possible. Why embarrass yourself and others?" Wen Qingshui shook his head, not even noticing that he was talking to himself. The male god looked at her in surprise.

Inadvertently, her eyes glanced out of the window again. The two people who happened to be arguing were closer, and Wen Qingshui realized that these two people were the neighbors who had quarreled with him in the morning.

Wen Qingshui did not gloat because of the events in the morning, but was a little melancholy.

"Actually, everyone has their own troubles, doesn't they?"

"Maybe!" The male god looked at the two who were arguing, and then at Wen Qingshui, thoughtfully, and didn't say anything in the end!

"And little Xiali is yours?" the male god asked as if at random.

"Yes! I just took out a loan!"

"Loan? Why buy Xiali?"

"It's cheap!"

"Buying a used car can be a few grades higher! Now the used car is also good. ”

When Wen Qingshui heard this, he seemed to be in some emotion.

"When I was a child, my dad loved motorcycles, but the family had limited resources and could only buy second-hand ones. I often see my dad in the yard overwhelming the yard and repairing cars in the dark. He had a bad temper and was noisy while repairing the car. I always walked in large circles, afraid of parts all over the floor—even if I lost a screw. At that time, I made up my mind that when I grew up, I would rather not afford it than buy the old one. I bought a hatchback Xiaoxiali with little money, and even the license came down to less than 30,000 yuan. ”

She also loves cars, and she loves the feeling of driving even more, and because it is her father's favorite. Thinking of his deceased father, Wen Qingshui's heart tugged. Eating desperately and trying to divert his thoughts, he finally managed to control himself.

Finally got rid of the male god, Wen Qingshui threw himself in the gym and sweated like rain for an afternoon. I was so tired that I didn't have the energy to think about it, so I got home, washed up and went to bed.

She was in a daze and was woken up by the sound of ping-pong next door. After a while, she realized what was going on? The quarrel between the little couple escalated into a fight and demolished the house? It was so well known to everyone? It was really unscrupulous, and Wen Qingshui didn't like this kind of thing, and he hated it very much. Blindfolded and wanted to think about nothing, and then went to dream of Zhou Gong.

But after lying on his stomach for a long time, Wen Qingshui still crawled out of the bed. She only learned today that this house is so unsoundproof. It's so noisy next door that it's hard to sleep. What's more, the quarrel is too familiar to Wen Qingshui - familiar to the heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys.

What can we quarrel about? It is nothing more than arguing without feelings, making a good mood a mess, and disintegrating a good day.

Why can't we tolerate it? Maybe there is a reason why we can't tolerate it? Who knows? It is difficult for a clean official to decide on family affairs, and every family has a scripture that is difficult to read.

Wen Qingshui was in a terrible mood. Got up in a daze. I found a bottle of red wine in the kitchen cupboard that I had bought for a long time, and the bottle was dusty. Rummaging around for the corkscrew.

I haven't drunk this wine for a long time.

Wen Qingshui poured a full cup and took a big sip directly. She likes to drink, and prefers to feel a little drunk and fluttery. She took her glass and drank it in one gulp, not at all with the elegance of wine tasting.

The dizzy Wen Qingshui remembered a lot of things from the past.

She loves to drink and has been drunk a few times. But her wine is really bad. Drinking too much, it's always something unhappy to think about. It's just delicious, and as soon as you drink it, you always pursue that just right feeling. But the right degree is also the degree of drinking too much, so if she doesn't drink, she will drink more, and she will cry when she drinks more.

But Leng Yueming didn't complain about himself because of this matter, and persuaded himself to think about everything. Later, she finally learned to control it, and occasionally drank a little, which was called a pleasant drink.

Since you control not to drink, let's study the culture of alcohol. To this end, she also borrowed a book about red wine culture and wine making from the library. Every night I still read books with relish and take notes. Leng Yueming also doted on her and did not object. Sure enough, she was enthusiastic for three minutes, and gradually lost interest.

Now that I think about it, what a wonderful thing it was! What a wonderful time! It was like it was stolen from somewhere else.

Wen Qingshui drank the rest of the wine and poured another glass.

It's ironic, too. Spoil her, let her be happy, but how harsh are the conditions. She smiled miserably, and drank the wine from her glass again. Although she had enough reason to get drunk now, she reluctantly put down her glass.

She staggered to her feet from the couch and collapsed on the bed. Dreaming wildly. I didn't dream of being a hero at all. There are only endless quarrels in the dream, loss, and sadness.

She didn't open her eyes until late the next day. My whole body was sore, and I felt that I had gone to a fight instead of sleeping.

Wen Qingshui has a headache, and he doesn't have the energy to drive to another city to see his mother in this state. She crawled out of the covers, dizzy, and her feet fluttering. I went to the kitchen and poured a glass of water to pour it down, and the whole person was a little more relaxed.

When I turned around, I was startled by the chaos at home.