One hundred and thirty-four The original intention is not to be disappointed

"Intentions!" Sun Xinru thought of herself and her past, and it was precisely because of her own intentions that she successfully persuaded her family: her stubborn father and resolute mother ------ agreed that she did not choose their two paths of literary research and English education, respected her choice, and took the road of music education; it was also all the way to complete her studies in this short three years, and the only remaining year successfully passed the internship application of a middle school; and it was all the way to open Chen Wenli's closed heart with music and become her"Sister". and now become his woman, a woman who is destined to be an ordinary man in the future. It all starts with heart!

But Chen Wenli, what should I do with this "sister"?

His eyes can speak, and if the little girl stares at his eyes seriously, she will never forget him. So, don't mind my sister's jokes. My sister is from the past, and she understands a particularly good boy and his charm. Adolescence is the most hazy stage of the relationship between men and women, and we are close to Guangzhou and Hong Kong. The essence and dross of the West have also poured into the country early, impacting the traditional and conservative thinking of our mainland, and anything incredible will happen------ so as a sister, you must watch him in the future, and don't let him stare at the girl or let the little girl stare at him. Otherwise, you will be very troubled by the time, how can your brother be so good at "attracting bees and butterflies" and tirelessly'. This was a private conversation between Shen Qingqing and her in the bathroom, which appeared in her mind again.

At that time, Sun Xinru really wanted to say, 'Actually, I am already his woman now, although he looks only as old as a middle school student, but all the facts show that he is more mature, confident and reliable than a man in his 30s------ but Sister Shen, you don't know, but I still appreciate your concern." ’

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I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born. I am far from the end of the world, and you are separated from my cape.

I was born before I was born, and I am old when you were born. Butterflies go to find flowers, and perch on fragrant grass at night. Sun Xinru couldn't help but think of Cheng Dongwu's extremely beautiful continuation of "Jun Sheng, I was not born, I am old" that her father once admired, poignant love, and a kind of regret of love!

Sun Xinru's strength in holding Zheng Xuanqi's hand couldn't help but increase a lot, and the speed of walking slowed down, Zheng Xuanqi originally thought that Sun Xinru was thinking about doing things "with heart", thinking about Meng Tingting who was poached by himself ten times. But then, in desperation, is the age under the appearance really a boundary that cannot be crossed?

"Isn't it that every feeling should not be indulged in and presumptuous, and the friendship is as light as a gentleman It's just that those lovesick ------ who have nothing to do with the wind and snow have been accompanied and protected each other, saying "The original intention is not lost", ------knowing that no one looks back, who can live up to the original intention?" Zheng Xuanqi took Sun Xinru's hand, slowed down, and sang "Snow Between the Eyebrows" softly until the end of the song.

"Qi, sing it softly, okay?"

"As long as you like it, you can do it a few more times!" The lyrics from the voice of the young man who had not yet changed his voice were brought into the ears of passers-by with a gust of breeze, and many people who had a special love for music stopped their steps, turned around and looked back, and a pair of "beautiful people" were walking slowly and tightly next to each other. It's just that the woman is a little taller, a little older, like a sister and brother and more like a couple, across the boundaries of time, the couple who came out of the book, it seems, really like!

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"Qi, promise me, okay? If one day you get tired of me around, please, please don't drive me away. You, you only need a look, I will understand, I will leave silently, never, never let you be embarrassed, if, if one day I lose my way, please also, please don't give up on me, please get me back!" Sun Xinru finally said her heart, since she has chosen the path, then keep going, go on with your heart, "I, I'm afraid of becoming the woman who listens to the rain in the Garan Temple." ”

"The original intention is not worth it!" Zheng Xuanqi held her hand tightly.

She also held his hand tightly and said softly: "The original intention is not worth it!"

After buying some basic household necessities, fish, vegetables and rice from the supermarket, Sun Xinru was like a newly married bride who immediately took care of things. The sentence, 'I want to cook a good dish for you in our new home', which is my specialty', immediately dispelled Zheng Xuanqi's Chinese food that he was going to go to the café, café, and hotel next to her with her. Although he also started to mention eating lunch, it was because Zheng Xuanqi was afraid that Sun Xinru would be hungry, and she only ate some pasta in the morning, but after being busy all the way, the food in her stomach could not be digested for a long time.

The kitchen, which had not seen a blue flame for two months, felt the scorching heat of the fire again, the warmth of its owner------ only that this master had been replaced, replaced by two younger, more envious men and women.

Squirrel fish, cherry meat, vinegared cabbage, green beans and shrimp plus a fresh scallop soup, both Suzhou's specialties and Wenzhou's seafood flavors, simple but not ordinary. Zheng Xuanqi looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table, and then looked at Sun Xinru, who was already sweating on the forehead sitting opposite, picked up the chopsticks and tasted them one by one, and then put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"How is it?" Sun Xinru nervously raised her heart to her chest, which was the dish she had learned and taken the most under her mother's indoctrination of 'to catch a man, first of all, to grab his stomach'. For this reason, the only man in her family, her father, was the buyer of her test products for a month.

"Do you want me to be honest, or do I want to coax you?" Zheng Xuanqi said seriously.

"Of course it must be true, otherwise I, why should I study and do it with my heart!" Sun Xinru also looked serious, and stared at those watery eyes seriously.

"Squirrel osmanthus fish, the color is crispy and good, but it is a little sweet and greasy; cherry meat, although the meat is tender, it feels almost good, and the marinating time may be shorter; vinegar cabbage, vinegar is too much, it is all sour; green beans and shrimps, the shrimp are fresh and tender, but the green beans are put too late, and they are a little hard, that is, the fresh shellfish soup is the most appetizing to me, but I -------" Zheng Xuanqi said and said, and suddenly saw the pair of watery eyes on the other side really out of the water, and when he thought about it, he hurriedly turned his brain.

"I, I don't cook it well!" Listening to her man, seriously evaluating her cooking skills, pointing out the shortcomings one dish after another, Sun Xinru's eyes unconsciously crawled with tears, still not to his appetite, this, what should I do? In the end, even Zheng Xuanqi didn't listen carefully.

Until Zheng Xuanqi, who suddenly got up, moved to her side and hugged her, sat on his lap and said: "However, I like your cooking skills, the first time you don't understand my taste, there will naturally be deviations, then I look forward to the next time ------ look forward to my woman, and the dishes she cooks for me again, will there be any progress! I like this feeling of anticipation!"

"Hmph, next time, whoever burns it for you to eat, whether you like to eat it or not, if you don't eat it, you don't eat it. Let go of me and sit in your own place, I sit here!" Sun Xinru, who burst into tears and laughed, said that she would not eat and pull down, but her heart was sweet. Because Qi doesn't like the food she cooks, it's not that the food she makes is not delicious, but she can't repay his taste and appetite! The most important thing is that she prefers what he said, 'I like this feeling of anticipation!'

"Good, don't be awkward, twist it again, I'll react!" Zheng Xuanqi threatened with a grin.

But at this time, out of revenge, Sun Xinru actually made a seductive moan cunningly, and the buttocks sitting on Zheng Xuanqi's lap suddenly accelerated their writhing speed, and even moved to the back desperately, moving more frequently, and becoming more and more intense, until Zheng Xuanqi really reacted. Sun Xinru hurriedly "jumped" out of Zheng Xuanqi's unhugged arms like a frightened rabbit. Looking at the part of her man that was stretched out, Sun Xinru covered her mouth and let out bursts of coquettish laughter: "Look at the next time you dare to dislike the dishes I make are not good, hehehehe, just let you hold back, don't cook it for you!"

"Cooking, or cooking?" Zheng Xuanqi replied pretending to be stupid, "Love?"

Where did Sun Xinru know that although the temporary desire was forcibly suppressed in his pants by Zheng Xuanqi, where is the volcano that is about to erupt so easily extinguished, it only needs a little *, a little bit of instant combustion.

"Okay?Qi, why didn't I find even a little bit of the pampering of the children of the family, the timidity of the rural boys, and the scheming of the small city citizens?" Zheng Xuanqi, who was washing the dishes from behind, Sun Xinru leaned her head on the side of his ear and spat fragrant fragrance, "Washing dishes, wiping, cleaning, cooking, stir-frying and other housework are so familiar and skilled." Is it true that you are the one who did that "home" of yours? Your family ------

My family, like a thunderbolt, immediately struck Zheng Xuanqi. The memory of that home of mine, that "family"! The memory that had been deliberately covered up was suddenly overturned, and Zheng Xuanqi's arms and hands that were wiping the dishes and plates suddenly became hard, and he stopped, and he couldn't help but feel a dull pain in his heart: a lovely son, a virtuous wife! A glimpse of another time and space, what a familiar scene.

"What's wrong?" Feeling the sudden stiffness of the body of the person in his arms, the dishcloth he was holding in his right hand was gradually tightly tightened, Sun Xinru realized that some words in his words just now might have inadvertently stimulated him, so he immediately raised his head and said softly.

"No, it's nothing, hehehe, I just thought of some old things! Zheng Xuanqi, who once again forcibly sealed his memory, the black hole in his black pupils spun rapidly "without wind", and said in a somewhat calm tone, "I was originally born in an ordinary peasant family, and like many children in the same countryside, housework naturally has to be picked up from an early age; My family is ordinary------"

"Tick, tick, tick!" The sound from the washing machine in the bathroom came into the kitchen sooner rather than later, reminding that the sheets and quilt covers had been cleaned.

"Good, go and take out the sheets and quilt covers in the washing machine, take advantage of the sun, and dry it, otherwise we will sleep on the sofa in the living room at night!"

"Well, who? Who is going to sleep with you at night! Stinky beauty!" Sun Xinru said and was about to let go of her hands and leave, but suddenly paused again, leaned her head forward slightly, and gently left a fragrant kiss on Zheng Xuanqi's right cheek, saying, "At night, you sleep on the sofa!"