Wu Qiwen was beaten to the core, and when he came back to his senses, he also rolled up his sleeves and punched Jing Yuan in the face.

The two good brothers tore together.

Xu Wenwen upstairs was so anxious that tears flowed down her eyes when she saw them fighting, standing by the window with her mouth covered and in a hurry, wanting to go down to stop but not knowing whether she should do it, she didn't know who the other party was at all, why the two were fighting, but thinking about it, she had already rushed downstairs.

The two of them were tired, holding their hands, sitting opposite each other with their legs wide open, only panting on the ground, both looking at each other with fierce eyes, and neither of them would spare anyone.

There was a running sound behind him, and Jing Yuan saw that Xu Wenwen ran out of the staircase.

"Brother Qiwen, you ...... Are you okay! Her eyes were red, she squatted, grabbed Wu Qiwen's arm with her left hand, and stroked the corner of his mouth with her right hand.

Wu Qiwen Xu couldn't get over his face, turned his head, and said sullenly: "It's okay." ”

Xu Wenwen bit her lip and looked at Jing Yuan complainingly, "Who are you!" Why hit someone! ”

Jing Yuan propped himself up, patted his buttocks and clapped his hands, and looked at the two people on the ground condescendingly, "You can figure it out for yourself." ”

Then he swaggered around and walked downhill.

Wu Qiwen looked at him with a complicated and turbulent look.

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on the couch.

Xu Wenwen held a cotton swab in her hand and smeared the potion to the corner of his mouth. Her eyes were full of worry and distress, her brows were twisted into knots, and she blew and applied just to reduce the pain.

Wu Qiwen looked at her quietly, silent, as if he didn't feel pain.

After taking the medicine, she was looking at him, only to find that the two were close at hand, her face turned red, and she stepped back again and again, Wu Qiwen's sharp eyes saw a water cup directly behind her, and hurriedly supported her back, "Be careful, there is a water cup in the back." ”

The distance between the two instantly narrowed again.

Wu Qiwen could smell the shampoo smell of her hair, with a faint jasmine scent.

He got up with plastic surgery, walked out of the sofa, looked at the ground and said, "Thank you, I'll go cook." ”

What he didn't see was that the eyes of the people behind him had been ignoring him.

Wu Qiwen rolled up his sleeves, picked up the tomato again, pulled the corners of his swollen mouth, and made a zzzy sound.

That guy was so hard at the stroke that it hurt him to death.

Xu Wenwen came to the kitchen door frame, leaned against the wall, and watched him chop vegetables, making a rapid clicking sound on the cutting board. For many years, he lived alone, and he had already developed excellent knife skills.

Suddenly, a pair of slender hands wrapped around his waist and abdomen, hands clasped together on his abdomen, a thin and warm body touched his back, and a head could be felt against his back shoulder.

Wu Qiwen's whole body stiffened, as if he had been nailed and couldn't move, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he didn't dare to come out.

- What is Xu Wenwen doing?

Wu Qiwen could even feel the beating heart in his chest like a drum.

Xu Wenwen's soft voice came from behind herself: "Does it hurt?" ”

His Adam's apple moved up and down, "It doesn't hurt." At the same time, pull down the hands that are wrapped around your waist. But then he untied his hands and quickly wrapped them up again, this time holding them tighter and harder.

"Wenwen...... You're loose ......"

"I'm an adult!" She interrupted urgently, and turned Wu Qiwen's body over, stared at him with teary eyes, and said, "I love you Brother Qiwen......"

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and before he was shocked, another wave came that caught him even more off guard, Xu Wenwen held his cheek, stood on tiptoe and kissed him. Her movements were green and stiff, just pressing her lips against his.

Wu Qiwen's mind was in a state of emptiness, his hands were stiff in mid-air, neither pushing her away nor hugging her, he didn't know what to do at all.

That doesn't seem right, it's not right.

He blinked, looked at Xu Wenwen with her eyes closed, looked at her pretty nose bridge, he suddenly made a decision, at this moment, he didn't want to think about any consequences, he just wanted to follow the drive of his heart, do what his heart wants, and hugged her tightly without hesitation, as if he wanted to pinch the lovely person in front of him into his bones.

He pressed the back of her head, and his long tongue drove straight in, probing and locking her sweet tongue like two red snakes blending together.

The idea of age difference, about who he doesn't look like, about the starting point, all left behind, at this moment, he just wants to be with her, and no longer thinks about what morals and sins he carries.

After a long time, a deep voice sounded in Xu Wenwen's ears, "I love you too......"

No matter if the two of you are different, they are both people who want to love and protect.

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Jing Yuan walked on the street in embarrassment, and the placket of his shirt was torn in the dispute with Wu Qiwen just now.

Wu Qiwen said just now that he is the only one who will think of Ye Shuang.

Jing Yuan tugged at the corners of his mouth mockingly, revealing a disdainful smile. If he was the only one who remembered the old man, he would not have died every year, and two bouquets of flowers were placed in front of Ye Shuang's tomb. He goes later than Wu Qiwen every year, Wu Qiwen is daytime, and he is night. Maybe he didn't want to be found out and occasionally remembered the friend who killed him.

Actually, he felt that she was pitiful. After she killed herself, she at least got a chance to be reborn, like Ye Shuang would definitely be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell after she died.

He and Wu Qiwen are secretly remembering this late friend in their own way. However, he knew that Wu Qiwen was remembering her, and Wu Qiwen didn't know that he was also remembering.

After going around and around for so many years, looking back, it's like a joke and a play.

No one expected that there would be a ghost after he died, he didn't expect to meet Xiao Baicai who could see ghosts, he didn't expect to find out the cause of death, and he didn't expect him to come back from the dead to have today, and then he achieved something, and approached Xiao Baicai, everything was like a dream, and suddenly it had been so many years.

Sometimes, I am a little scared, afraid that one day, these will be like bubbles blown out, they will break when touched, and he will wake up from a dream, he is still a lonely ghost.

Jing Yuan dragged his body and wandered on the road, his steps were light, and the spring rain gradually fell in the sky, which was particularly cold on his body.

Many years ago, I walked through the streets in despair like I do now. At that time, everyone on the road would pass through his body, through the empty shell, and no one could see it.

And now, after he inadvertently collides with passers-by, he will make a thumping sound of his arms colliding, and then he will receive the white eyes of the people next door, and they will warn him with their eyes that he will not see the road.

He still likes the feeling of being looked at, it's the feeling of being alive.

Some people saw that he was in rags, his face was bruised, and he was wet without an umbrella, and he avoided him as if he had encountered a madman.

It's good that he can see that you will avoid it, as if he wants to prove something.

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