Li Xiaoxue was still looking at Cao Yingying who was picking vegetables in the corner with the rest of her eyes, and at the same time she was slapping and squeezing on the face of Hecheng'er, as if she was patting Cao Yingying.

Cao Yingying only listened with her ears, and the action of picking vegetables was extremely exaggerated, as if it was the flesh on Li Xiaoxue's body that was being pulled down and down.

If Li Mu and Tang Aijia were not there, Li Xiaoxue would definitely throw the dough in her hand at Cao Yingying,—— of course, if there was really no Li Mu and Tang Aijia, she would not have made this dumpling.

"I really don't know where you come from with so much idle work, your own half has no shadow, day by day, you only other people's hearts!" Li Xiaoxue was still so resentful in her heart, she couldn't help but want to go back to the matter between herself and Zhong Youcheng, hateful and wronged, and her eyes became a little moist.

It's only been two days since she and Zhong Youcheng have seen each other, but she feels that it seems like at least two years.

When she heard Zhong Youcheng's voice on the phone again, she almost cried,—— if it wasn't for the fact that she had a string that was still tight, she knew that she couldn't take another step closer to this man, she would really cry.

is such a man, but she made her pay what is precious in her heart.

She doesn't want to think about whether she loves this man anymore, if her kind of dedication is not out of love, she really has to doubt her three views, no, not doubt, but ruined.

After giving her first time to Zhong Youcheng, she had a feeling that she did not exist as a whole, but in several parts.

There are some parts that she can control and abide by, and there are some parts that she is difficult to control, or even unable to control, only laissez-faire.

After a few times with Zhong Youcheng, Li Xiaoxue felt that she couldn't control it, and only the laissez-faire part kept growing wildly. In the past two days, when I am alone, I occasionally feel that a certain part of my body is swollen.

Every time she swells up badly, she especially pops up the shadow of Zhong Youcheng in her mind.

Zhong Youcheng's shadow flickered back and forth in front of her, making her want to hand herself over again and again. She really didn't expect that she would be so strong in this aspect, so strong that she wanted to go crazy, crazy.

At one time, she thought that only men would be more impulsive in this regard. Unexpectedly, I didn't seem to think about that aspect, and the tide rose in my body, and I couldn't get peace.

When she is really swollen and uncomfortable, she will consciously and unconsciously touch her body, even if the guilt ensues, she can't stop it.

She really felt like she had gone bad.

She really wanted to have such a scalpel that could completely remove her "bad".

Cao Yingying felt that Li Xiaoxue's voice was getting louder and louder. and the celery in her hand, there is also a hatred, if it is not to be wrapped into dumplings to eat, she is likely to pinch it until only water remains.

She was afraid that Tang Aijia would tell Li Mu what she would say to her again, so she followed and came over together. And now, her intestines are going to be repentant. Not only was she in the same room with Li Xiaoxue, creating an embarrassing atmosphere for each other, but Li's mother simply called Tang Aijia alone, in such a unique place, Tang Aijia could also talk like a river.

She imagined that if Li's mother learned from Tang Aijia that she was downstairs with Zhong Youcheng just now, she would definitely rush over, spray her saliva on her face, and throw her out, so that she would have no face to walk into this house again.

has been with Li Xiaoxue for so many years, and she almost has the same feelings for Li Xiaoxue's family as her own.

And Li's mother's house has always been so calm, it seems that Tang Aijia still left her some affection.

Occasionally, she could also hear the sound of talking in Li's mother's house, but she could only hear the voice, and she couldn't really hear what was said. This, on the one hand, is that the voices of the two people are really not high, on the other hand, and the most important aspect, Li Xiaoxue is still "snapping" in front of him.

Without saying anything about herself, she knew that she must have been discussing going to another city.

Li Xiaoxue's departure is more like a certainty. The love in your dreams will not only come to naught because of this, but the scheming and means used in it will also wipe your face and reputation once it is made public. This is all difficult for her to accept as a girl.

She couldn't let this happen, and how could she keep Li Xiaoxue? Zhong Youcheng's card, if you don't play a little evil, it seems that it won't be of much use.

Unconsciously, the celery in her hand was so hard that she couldn't pick it anymore, and the pool was in front of Li Xiaoxue, if she went to wash the vegetables, she would almost have to stand side by side with Li Xiaoxue.

She couldn't say whether she was unwilling, or she didn't dare to walk to Li Xiaoxue like this.

Li Xiaoxue seemed to feel her "stillness", and at this time she peeked at her again, and held the basin angrily, so she stepped aside and gave her the pool out.

She sighed softly, went to the pool, let go of the water, and washed the dishes.

In the end, this is still much closer to Li Xiaoxue, her body seems to be roasted by something, and she is a little uncomfortable.

She only washed her head, and her spirit had already slipped out of 108,000 miles, and the tap water was put in a hurry, overflowing from the vegetable washing basin, and she was still unaware.

"Hey! This water doesn't go off the meter, what's the matter? Li Xiaoxue couldn't help it, came up and turned off the faucet, and finally, it was an opening.

Cao Yingying was frightened, and her hand soaked in water immediately withdrew.

The water was carried by Cao Yingying's hand, splashing the clothes of the two people. Li Xiaoxue couldn't help but shout again: "Cao Yingying, what are you doing?" ”

Before Cao Yingying could say anything, Li's mother's door rang first, and Li's mother and Tang Aijia both walked out.

"What's wrong?" Li Mu looked at the appearance of the two people and the water on the ground, frowned, and asked.

"The noodles are reconciled. Wake up a little longer, and you're ready to wrap. Li Xiaoxue said, patted the flour hanging on her body, and walked out of the kitchen.

"Why don't you chop the stuffing?" Li Mu looked at Li Xiaoxue and asked.

"Xiaoxue has just finished meeting, so I'll come, aunt." Tang Aijia didn't wait for Li Xiaoxue to answer, smiled, and grabbed the job.

Li Mu said angrily: "I see that she is getting lazy and lazy for a while......"

Tang Aijia is anxious, and it is also manifested in her work, holding two kitchen knives in her hands, "dangdangdang", which completely covered up Li's mother's words.

……

Zhong Youcheng returned to the rental house, but his heart didn't seem to be pulling the taxi back with him.

I sat silently for more than ten minutes like a wooden stake, and then my heart slowly and slowly found it by itself.

However, it is okay for those who have no heart. With a heart, he became annoyed again.

Annoyed that it was neither up nor down, so he stood up, picked up the easel in the middle of the ground, and threw it down to the ground fiercely.

With a "dang", the easel broke into two.

This is the first time that Zhong Youcheng has damaged something related to a painting in this way.

Anything related to painting has always been regarded by him as life. His life, when Li Xiaoxue did not enter, was full, really, only painting.

Once, when he was sketching in a park, a few young men of his age, who somehow just couldn't get used to him, talked about his pen with great irony, and only then did he let out a disdainful laugh of "hum" in his nose, and his fist rained down.

He thought that the young men were just trying to humiliate him with words, but he didn't expect to do anything. After a few strokes, he was still thinking about his paintings, and only held the drawing board in his arms, and his body was handed over to countless fists and feet.

Although, he still didn't protect his paintings,—— and after he was almost beaten to the ground, the other party tore up his paintings in front of him and smashed his drawing boards,—— but he did his best.

He had to do his best.

Those people didn't want his life. If he wants, he will protect his things until the end of his life.

His paintings, and everything that he has to do with them, are like the swordsman's sword, sacrosanct.

At this time, he threw his easel by himself. In his life, there is really something more important than painting and art.

He, like many people, called this thing love.

He could destroy his ideals as a person and his mission in the world for love, which he never expected.

"Love! What the fuck are you? He shouted, picked up the damaged sketchpad again, and slammed it down against the wall.

"Click", the drawing board shattered into several pieces, two or three of which went straight to his face.

He let out a "belch" and covered his face with his hand.

After the pain disappeared little by little, he began to cry with a "whine".

"Xiaoxue, why are you doing this to me? How much have I given up for you? It doesn't matter if he speaks inarticulately, because he is the only one in this rental house, so only he knows what he said, "Xiaoxue, when did you think of leaving?" Don't tell me, just these two days. For two days, I didn't believe there would be such a change. Why did you never tell me? Isn't it, you're hiding me alone? If so, today's ending has already been foreshadowed, and it is not an accident. You also deceive me. I really can't think of it, I can't think of it when I die......"

What he really didn't expect was his own vulnerability.

Perhaps, he was not strong at all. The "fortitude" he showed was nothing more than his cloak to hide his glass heart.

He does not allow anyone to be insulted because there are so many people who insult him.

He seemed to cry again, and after tossing for a while, he sat on the ground again.

Or it hurt him again this time, he "whewed", and stood up, his eyes were wide open, as if the whole world was waiting for the voice below him: "Li Xiaoxue is my woman!" Li Xiaoxue can't leave me! No matter what, no! ”

The sound only fluctuated to the wall, then folded back, and then poured into his ears, already carrying some impurities.

This article is from the book king novel