Chapter Ninety-Eight: How Many Memories Are Lovesick

The water vapor is hazy, which seems to bring Fang Liping back to more than ten years ago, to the era when she was in her prime, and to the era when her husband was in high spirits.

Back then, her husband was a famous young talent in the capital, from a red family, and with a dignified appearance. But who would have thought that after only a few years of being released to the grassroots level, he would die unexpectedly.

Countless memories invaded me, some joy, some moved, and some sorrowful......

Unconsciously, Fang Liping's eyes were hazy, and tears flowed through her. Even Qin Yanran next to her seemed to feel the sadness in her mother's heart, and unconsciously, the two mothers and daughters were heart-to-heart, and they actually rained pear blossoms together, which made Su Lin stunned on the spot.

"This ...... What's going on? Sir, I just took a shower in your bathroom! Do you need to cry like this? ”

Su Lin looked at the two tearful mother and daughter a little innocently, not knowing how to comfort them.

It's just that the noodles in the kitchen pot didn't agree, and the water suddenly boiled, pushing the lid of the pot vigorously, hearing this sound, Su Lin hurriedly ran to the kitchen, and lifted the lid of the pot in a hurry, only to see that the noodles inside were boiling and cooked, and there were full of green vegetable leaves and sliced beef.

"Wow! scalded to death ......"

In a hurry just now, Su Lin was burned by the edge of the pot lid, and now he is putting his scalded finger in his mouth.

And it was Su Lin's sentence that pulled Fang Liping's mother and daughter out of their grief.

"Oops...... Surin, how's it going? Is it hot? ”

Fang Liping hurriedly ran over, took Su Lin's fingers to her, and looked at them carefully, they were all blistered. Hurriedly, Fang Liping took out a box of Jingwanhong ointment from the kitchen drawer, carefully squeezed out a little, and applied it to Su Lin's scalded fingers.

"You won't be allowed to move for a while, the kitchen, where can you let the kid get his hands dirty, sit down honestly, and wait to eat noodles."

With distress and rebuke in her tone, Fang Liping's eyes when she looked at Su Lin actually flashed a trace of doting that even Qin Yanran was jealous of.

"Mom, hurry up and take a bath! I'll leave it to me here. When you're done, there's definitely hot beef noodles. ”

Qin Yanran wiped away her tears earlier, but she still couldn't cover up the two tear stains on her face, and at the same time pushed Su Lin out of the kitchen, stirring the noodles in the pot with chopsticks, and scooping a mouthful of soup with a spoon from time to time to taste the taste.

"What a weird mother and daughter."

Su Lin couldn't figure out what the mother and daughter were going to do, now Qin Yanran was cooking noodles in the kitchen, Fang Liping went to the bathroom to take a bath, and he had to sit on the sofa in the living room alone, looking around boredly.

Fang Liping cleaned up the house extraordinarily warmly, clean and bright, the curtains were pink, and the table was also pink, but Su Lin always felt that something was missing when he looked at it.

How would Surin know that this family, for so many years, almost no men have come in. Su Lin, who was wearing Qin Yanran's father's suit, how would he know that the moment he just came out of the bathroom, Fang Liping mistook him for her husband, and Qin Yanran also mistook him for her father.

This home, this night, seems to be particularly precious. It seems that he has really returned to the happy three, and he is happy, Qin Yanran cooks noodles in the kitchen and works very hard, always thinking that the beef is not enough, Su Lin will not be able to eat enough, so he adds all the frozen beef in the refrigerator to the pot.

In the bathroom, Fang Liping gently took off all the clothes on her body, looked at the ** body in the wall mirror, which was a little unfamiliar to herself, and the tears in her eyes flowed down involuntarily.

Fang Liping can't remember how many times she cried today. Since her husband passed away, Fang Liping has not cried anymore, but today, she has burst into tears several times. The water splashed from the sprinkler to her body, Fang Liping thought a lot, and cried as much as she could, because here, no one would see her tears, even herself, would pretend that it was just bathing water that brushed her face.

Crying and crying, Fang Liping suddenly laughed again.

Weeping with joy, weeping with joy. The joys and joys, sorrows and sorrows of life, in the final analysis, aren't they all in the middle of a hand-turn?

Fang Liping stopped crying, and she didn't know how long it had been since she had taken a shower so seriously. Busy with official business all day long, many years of revenge. Today, I have emptied my brain and can take a good rest.

Looking at herself in the mirror, the hazy water vapor had already blurred the mirror, and even Fang Liping couldn't see her face in the mirror.

She reached out and gently wiped the mirror, looking at her face that was revealed little by little on the mirror. She was also stunned, why, seeing herself, this is obviously herself, but she feels so strange?

Yes! The girl who was once in her prime, innocent, has now become a wife, a widow, a widow, and the mother of a lonely daughter. Reality forced her to keep her face tight and awe-inspiring every day. But, to be honest, what woman wants to be a strong woman for the rest of her life?

Care? Love?

This is a word that has long been forgotten in the dictionary by Fang Liping, since her husband passed away, she has never experienced a trace of the love that a woman should have.

Damn Surin!

Right! It's Surin, it's so hateful.

Why, he wore his husband's suit, and he looked so good. That gesture, even a slight shake of the arm, can make your heart thump. But obviously, Su Lin and her husband don't look like each other at all?

And he is his daughter's classmate, and maybe he is still his daughter's sweetheart.

For no reason, I remembered Surin in my head. Fang Liping didn't know what was wrong with her, thinking of Su Lin, she was happy and angry in her heart. Let the water flow on the face and flow through the body, today's body is extremely sensitive. The water droplets that flowed freely and naturally converged into a stream, as if someone was gently caressing it.

Not......

Fang Liping felt that her whole body trembled, how long has it been since she had such a throbbing?

Her face burned red, Fang Liping was ashamed that she had such a dirty idea, she had been a mother for so many years, why did she still feel like this? Obviously, her husband has been in the soul for nine days and ten years, and the empty mind and body, in the long-standing separation between yin and yang, are more and more intense today.

To make up for the lonely emptiness, we must fill this ** ravine.

Unconsciously, Fang Liping's hands gently pushed from the bottom to the top of the two towers that she was standing up.

The jerky feel, gently rubbing, how can it make the feeling of swelling there, it seems to be about to burst out! How long has this been accumulating**? How could that feeling of being closed under reserve and self-suggestion all erupt today?

Fang Liping felt a little lost, but she felt that she was so helpless now. Liu Jianguo's imprisonment and eating guns in Shuanggui are all sure things, and her husband's revenge has been avenged. So where will she go in the next life? So in the next day, what will she rely on to support day by day?

She doesn't know! Fang Liping was at a loss, as if she had never considered this issue before. Leaning on the cold wall tiles, Fang Liping felt that her body was so empty, and her heart was so empty.

"Yikes! can spend the night at the mayor's house, and let the mayor's daughter cook noodles by herself, I'm afraid that in the entire Jian'an City, our Master Su is also the first, right? Hey hey ......"

Su Lin is not polite now, leaning on the sofa, napping posture, half-squinting eyes, one eye looks at the virtuous Qin Yanran in the kitchen, busy and busy, and the other eye peeks at the bathroom from time to time, although he can't see anything, but when he thinks that Fang Liping is taking a bath inside, Su Lin's heart is also hot.

"Surin, do you have any taboos? Do you eat coriander and chopped green onions? ”

The hot beef noodles were about to come out of the pot, Qin Yanran asked casually.

"I don't eat coriander. Chopped green onions. ”

What Su Lin is most unaccustomed to is the strange smell of coriander, every time he smells it, he is disgusted for a long time, I really can't figure it out, how can anyone think that the smell of coriander is fragrant? A cilantro name was also taken.

However, there are many different tastes in this world, and Su Lin's own tastes are not light, so he is not qualified to count others. His stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and now he asked about the aroma of beef noodles from afar, and as soon as he turned over, he jumped up from the sofa and jumped to the table like an agile monkey.

Sitting still, swallowing his saliva, holding the chopsticks in his hand, looking at the steaming beef noodles on the table, where there was more beef than noodles, Su Lin begged Qin Yanran pitifully: "The great class elder who is beautiful and wise, can I eat it now?" ”

"No way!"

Unexpectedly, Qin Yanran looked at Su Lin, who was so hungry, that she still shook her head with a heartfelt heart, and pointed to the bathroom with a smile, "My mother is still taking a bath!" How rude it is for you to eat first alone. ”

"But you see I'm hungry."

Afraid that Qin Yanran would not believe it, Su Lin deliberately opened the suit and white shirt, so that Qin Yanran could take a good look at Su Xiaoye's hungry little belly.

"You won't be able to starve to death. I have to wait until my mom comes out of the shower before I can start eating, hehe......"

Qin Yanran was also happy to watch Su Lin being tempted by the food she made, but she couldn't get off the chopsticks. Especially, seeing Su Lin scratching his ears and cheeks like a child with ADHD, Qin Yanran couldn't help but want to laugh, and she was still blaming herself in her heart, why did she mistake Su Lin for her father just now?

In Qin Yanran's impression, how handsome and chic her father was, suave and suave, where Su Lin could be compared, at that time she must have been blinded by the mist, it must be. Qin Yanran thought in her heart, okay, now this feeling makes her enjoy it very much, there is a man's home in the family is like a home, and she can't help but feel a trace of warmth in her heart, she has never been.

Whether it is Fang Liping or Qin Yanran, they all have deep feelings for the late Qin Zemin, so deep that other men are no longer allowed to step further in this family. Today, however, Surin is an exception. How many memories are lovesick, how would Su Lin know that he just came to be a guest for one night, and it was such a great honor!

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