(My heart aches for a while, and the blood on my lips is gone...... ）

It's like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe, and it's cool thoroughly. The body and heart are cold and without temperature.

Row by row, from small to large. The size is different, but the same is carved by the same person.

Each carved wood puppet is lifelike, and there is a saying about it......

It is not said with the mouth, but with the eyes and with the heart.

All this in front of me is more straightforward than any words......

Because it is so delicate, you can see how much care the people who carved these wood carvings were.

Because it is so neat and perfect, you can see how much care the people who carved these wooden dolls were.

The nails were deeply pinched into the flesh, and the man who was still keen to chase him just now stood in place with a cold face. His eyes didn't stay on her, but he just looked at the rows of dolls, as if he was caught in some kind of emotion......

Shabelle's body couldn't help but take a step back, her thoughts surged, and the bitterness pressed into the deepest part of her heart. didn't speak, didn't look at Feng Qingyu, and turned around and left directly.

It's like the ambiguity just now doesn't exist, just like the warmth of the past few days doesn't exist.

Like, he and she are really just men and women who take what they need......

That's it......

Her face was too calm, and her steps were steady, step by step, slowly walking away from the room that made her feel suffocated.

Beauty, ambiguity does not exist.

No matter what, he has a little bit of stinginess in front of him, and he immediately seems so insignificant in anything he encounters Cheng Beibei.

At this time, there was no longer a strong desire/desire, not even a glance at her......

Wouldn't take into account how she'd be feeling when she saw this, because, no!

The door opens, the door closes.

Squeak......

Bang......

There was a very soft sound, and there was no angry slamming of the door, just closing the door.

A door, separated by two people.

The distance that my heart had just come close to seemed to be getting farther away again.

Feng Qingyu heard the sound of the door closing, and quickly moved his eyes away from the rows of puppets in front of him and turned his head......

There was no one in the room, and the door seemed to be still shaking.

His thin lips pursed slightly, and the cold color on his face couldn't guess what he was thinking.

His gaze was fixed on the door for a few seconds, and then moved to the rows of dolls lined up in front of him.

After a moment, he walked over, picking up the largest doll in his hand.

The slender five fingers slowly caressed the outline of the beautiful woman carved on the wood, which had been carved into the depths of the soul.

Five fingers from the face, and then slowly down.

Each silhouette is from his own hand, and he is very familiar.

In a flash, it's been four years.

The dark grid that hasn't been opened for four years......

Little idiot......

Thin lips murmured softly......

Rui Rui had an accident four years ago, and he didn't want to take the initiative to think about it. Rui Rui had an accident and never put the blame on the little idiot, but he couldn't forgive himself for taking most of the people away because of her. It's almost a kind of physical self-punishment, and it's also punishing yourself for not touching the little idiot anymore......

When he thinks about it or he doesn't forget it, he feels that he owes it to Rui Rui. It will only arouse more heartache and self-blame.

Four years later, from the time I met Rui Rui again, knowing that Rui Rui was not dead, the debt and self-blame should have disappeared.

The person at the bottom of his heart should rise to the top and occupy the most important position again......

It's just that......

How long has it been since I remembered the little idiot......

It's a habit of four years......

Still is......

Stand silently in place, thumbs up on top of the puppet.

For a long, long time......

*********************

From the room where the wind came out, every step he took, his back was straight. Even if he can't see it, it's as if he's defending his dignity. It seems that such a straight back can prove that you really don't care......

Something you always know, nothing to care about.

It's just that at the moment when I witnessed it with my own eyes, the thorn seemed to have been slapped deeper by Feng Qingyu's palm, and it pierced directly into the deepest part of the heart, and it hurt even more.

Behind him, there was no sound.

It's not a long way, but Shabel has a feeling that she has been walking for a long time.

Every step I take, it is clear that the steps are very light, but in this silent night, I can hear the footsteps.

One-step......

One-step......

It seems to have stepped on his own heart......

It hurts......

Until, the hand is clasped on the doorknob of the room, until, the door is opened, until the door is closed again. In the silent corridor, there was still silence.

Hehe.

The corners of his lips curled up with self-deprecation, and a little response added some expectation.

Why bother, why bother.

In this way, you are ruining yourself.

Shabelle, why bother.

As long as it was about her, she would be completely ignored. As long as it was about her, there were traces of other women under his eyes. Even if it's just her carved wooden dolls, she can't compare.

I didn't lose my mind and smashed those wood carvings, and I didn't lose my mind and roared.

Everything, it seems, is meaningless.

Okay, it's just a matter of satisfying each other's physical needs.

Well, she doesn't care if he has someone else in his heart, and he doesn't care whose place she has in his heart.

All said yes, didn't they?

This night, more than three hours before dawn, facing the warmth of the room, there is a chill from the heart.

Lifted the quilt and wrapped himself in, drew the curtains, and turned off the lights. The world suddenly became very dark, curled up in the quilt and rolled tightly, leaving no gaps, as if this could keep you warm.

*********************

When waiting for dawn, even if the quilt is tightly wrapped, there is no trace of temperature inside.

As the first dawn of the sky broke through the clouds, Shabel got up.

Washed up, went downstairs, went into the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.

The face is calm, and every movement is slow.

In the huge kitchen, I just watched Shabel prepare breakfast attentively.

The machine on one side was running, accompanied by the regular sound, skillfully preparing breakfast.

Yu's mother got up and found that Sha Belle was already making breakfast, and immediately took over to help.

Then Yuan Diandian, Feng Tuoxi and Feng Ruiyao went downstairs together.

"Mommy, morning."

Sha Bei'er lowered her head and kissed Feng Ruiyao's little face......

"Baby, morning."

Straightened up, looked at Yuan Diandian's gossip look, and pretended not to see it and said hello.

"Aunt Yuan, Uncle Feng, morning."

As soon as he greeted, he saw another figure appear.

Yuan nodded and saw that Feng Qingyu's complexion was excellent, and he was not sick yesterday at all, and suddenly smiled even more.

Could it be that he is so energetic after eating and drinking, every time Feng Tuoxi eats and drinks enough, he is very energetic. For example, this morning.

Radiant.

Feng Qingyu was still very indifferent, ignoring the gossip gaze cast by Yuan Diandian, and just called out to Dad, Mom lightly. His footsteps paused slightly, and his eyes looked at the woman who had been smiling lightly. A calm face, normal eyelids, without any traces of crying.

She was calm and didn't even ask him.

It's as if last night's events hadn't happened.

The calm is a bit excessive......

This had been what he had asked for, and she was not allowed to mention anything about the little idiot, but when she was really so ignorant, too calm. The heart was very depressed, causing the already deep eyes to become deeper and deeper, and the bottom of the eyes was gradually shrouded in a haze.

Didn't she care about him? Still, he really misunderstood.

Taking care of him is simply caused by self-blame because of her.

Feng Qingyu, who has always been full of self-confidence, actually began to doubt himself.

Sha Bei'er didn't seem to see Feng Qingyu's eyes, but Yuan Diandian swept back and forth on Feng Qingyu and Sha Bei'er as if he had discovered a new continent, and he was tired.

Belle was obviously avoiding Qingyu's gaze, could it be......

My eyes suddenly lit up, and I was very excited to make up the picture for my brain.

Feng Qingyu felt Yuan's probing gaze, Yingting's eyebrows furrowed slightly, retracted his gaze, and walked to the sofa with a calm face.

Feng Tuoxi also followed and walked to the sofa to wait for breakfast......

Feng Ruiyao also obediently waited......

Yuan Diandian did not give up and followed up the kitchen to Sha Beier's side, and gave her a look at her mother and asked her to leave first. Then while pretending to help, he first talked a few casual words without a trace, and then began to go straight to the point.

"Belle, did you sleep well last night?"

"Well, that's good."

Shabel replied as she busied.

"Really?"

Yuan's questioning voice rose slightly, his son was so useless......

Isn't Belle supposed to make her sleep badly?

"Am I looking bad?"

Sha Bei'er turned her head to look at Yuan Diandian......

"No, no, the complexion is very good, delicate and ruddy and shiny, it must be very moisturized."

Yuan nodded almost a reflex answer, and after answering, I found that it was a bit out of knot/.

Shabelle's face was embarrassed......

Aunt Yuan, although the two of us have nothing to talk about, but ......

Is it really good for me to live a private/private life with your son?

"Aunt Yuan, I slept in my room last night."

At this time, blushing was definitely understood by Yuan Diandian as shyness, so Shabeier chose a more subtle way to express it, answering Yuan Diandian's doubts, in order to stop her non-stop gossip.

"What about before you go back to your room?"

“……”

Shabelle's sideburns are three drops of cold sweat......

It seems that subtlety is really not a good way for Yuan Diandian, who is particularly full of gossip spirit.

"Aunt Yuan, nothing happened."

"What? Nothing happened! Such a good time to have the right time, the stinky boy actually let it go, Feng Tuoxi, do you want to teach your son. ”

Feng Tuoxi: "......"

Feng Qingyu: "......"

Shabelle: "......"

Feng Ruiyao: "......"

Yu's mother: "......"

Yuan nodded: "......"

When a series of people were thundered by Yuan Diandian's raised voice, Yuan Diandian realized that he seemed to be a little too out of discipline and had no identity as an elder. Speechless, he coughed lightly......

"Hey......

Laughing dryly......

"Aunt Yuan, does the blind date you said before still count?"

"Ah...... Count, count. ”

Yuan Diandian went from heaven to hell all at once, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Isn't it well developed? Why did Belle take the initiative to mention the blind date, what happened last night, the latest chapter of the president's indemnity little lover.

"Oh, that's good. Aunt Yuan, it's time to have breakfast. ”

Without a trace, he took the topic away again, and no longer attached to this topic.

If you really stay in this state forever, then there will always be only one man in your heart, and you will obviously lose to Feng Qingyu completely.

Feng Qingyu, I don't have to be you.

I don't have you alone in my heart......

Just because it didn't work before doesn't mean it won't work in the future.

Open your heart, and you will always meet another person. It can replace, replace the only place in the heart.

***********************

"Shabel."

Feng Qingyu looked at the woman who staggered past him, she was in such a state all day yesterday.

In his eyes, it seemed as if he was completely ignored. The gaze will no longer look at him, but let's say angry, her expression is too normal.

It's like looking at him as a stranger.

"Something?"

There was a pause as she walked up the stairs, and Shabelle's gaze turned to Feng Qingyu. Calm eyes, without a trace of ups and downs. What happened in the middle of the night last night didn't seem to affect her at all.

Feng Qingyu's brows furrowed, such a light breeze made Feng Qingyu seem to have words in his throat and blocked there, the feeling of not going up or down, the depression in his heart became more and more obvious.

"Nope."

A word, spit out from thin lips.

The hand also let go.

"Oh."

Shabel answered, and continued upstairs. Feng Qingyu stood in place, watching the slender figure slowly disappear from sight.

I suddenly felt panicked in my heart, and I didn't know what to block. Striding forward, he walked towards the field where Rui Rui trained to shoot.

**********************

Shabel was blocked again......

The man, who had been away for two hours, suddenly reappeared in the glass room in the back garden of her main house.

When she saw Feng Qingyu who suddenly appeared, Sha Bel'er didn't look in the direction of the flower door, but focused on the flower in front of her.

has always been the focus of attention, at this time, Feng Qingyu stood there for a full minute, Sha Bel'er's attention has always been on the flowers and plants, and she didn't shift her attention to Feng Qingyu at all, even a little.

At this time, the feeling of betrayal in his heart towards Cheng Beibei was replaced by a touch of anger.

How could she be so indifferent.

"Shabel."

Feng Qingyu's voice was low and hoarse, with a thin anger, this inexplicable anger.

He's angry?

Hehe.

"Something to talk about."

Sha Belle didn't look back, just took care of her own business, as if she didn't hear how much anger there was in Feng Qingyu's voice just now.

One second......

Two seconds......

Three-second ......

Time passed by second, and the woman with her back to him really didn't turn her head. He didn't speak, she didn't respond, and waited for a while, but saw that Shabel still didn't respond. Feng Qingyu was completely angry, and his sudden movements were so fast that people couldn't react.

Shabel only felt that the kettle in his hand was suddenly snatched away, and then he heard a thud, the sound of him smashing the kettle directly against the glass.

The force was too great, and the kettle was smashed into pieces, and the water inside spilled all over the ground.

The other hand was vigorously pulled up by Feng Qingyu......

Sha Belle saw Feng Qingyu suddenly lose his temper, and there was a pain in his wrist.

The whole person was dragged up, and the anger in his heart was surging, but he didn't want to argue with Feng Qingyu.

"You're pinching me."

The calm words seemed to be facing Feng Qingyu's turbulent eyes, and he didn't see it at all.

Breathing began to become rapid, and the anger in Feng Qingyu's eyes was only picked up more and more under Sha Bei'er's calmness.

Her indifference and indifference really made the depression in his heart more and more intense.

"Hey ......"

In a few short seconds, Shabel suddenly felt her body being pulled and turned in a few circles, and the person was pressed against the glass. The lower forehead was raised, and the handsome face full of anger in front of him suddenly pressed down.

A flash of resistance flashed in Shabelle's eyes, she hated him like this.

"I don't want to."

Don't overdo it, you speak coldly, there is already a warning in your voice.

She was disgusted from the bottom of her heart, needless to say that he was distracted by the fact that he remembered the past when he saw those wood carvings, and was ignored by the people on the tip of his heart, so he found comfort in her.

She hadn't forgotten how many times she had been in this situation before......

She hated that he was using her like this......

Extreme disgust......

Even hate......

Feng Qingyu clasped her forehead with one hand, preventing her head from writhing freely and avoiding his thin lips.

The force in his hand firmly fixed Sha Bei'er's face, and Feng Qingyu's thin lips fell directly.

Strong kisses, just like his people. With domineering, with demanding.

The closed teeth were pinched by his big hand, the teeth opened, and the tip of his tongue swept in......

The body was tightly attached to her body, locking her firmly in his arms. Asking for her breath, it made him addicted to the taste.

No matter how much you kiss, you can't feel enough, this is irreplaceable taste.

It's like an addicted poppy, I can't quit, I always want to get closer, I want to get it.

The kiss became more and more devoted, and the ** who endured it for several days poured out of the nest.

Feng Qingyu was originally a kiss mixed with anger, and as the kiss went too deep, he picked out a strong **.

The cold body began to get hot, and the kiss went deeper.

Forget that this is a transparent glass house, and someone will pass by and see it at any time.

While kissing Shabel deeply, his aura was domineering and devoured in a suffocating way, and his big hand began to flow neatly down Shabel's curve.

The knees rudely pushed away Shabel's legs, and the long legs cut in entirely, and the body was tighter against Shabel.

The body temperature was cold, and the big hand was slightly cold, pushing up directly along the curve of Sha Belle's waist, and his fingers touched Sa Belle's skin, a cold chill, as if he couldn't feel the cold, but it made the cold in his heart a little colder.

Watching Feng Qingyu kiss himself fiercely, he didn't care where this was, and put his big hand into his clothes recklessly.

I didn't think about her, I didn't think about how embarrassed she would be if she let other people look at her.

He was always so, so ego. In addition to being interested in Cheng Beibei, he never took into account her feelings.

The more passionate his kiss became, the more intense it became. The more urgent his movements and the stronger his reactions, the colder Shabelle's feelings became.

Feng Qingyu kissed him like a throat for a while, and his breath began to be messy, and his breathing was rapid. The big hand couldn't wait to go down and stopped at the cuff of Shabelle's pants......

The second goods said:

o()〈))o Alas, although you don't want to hear it, I still have to risk my life with the lid of the pot to say to you, see you tomorrow.

If you really grit your teeth too much, just blow up my message board, don't worry about it being weak, rest assured, it's definitely a rough female paper, and it can withstand your destruction~~\(≧▽≦)/~ Lalala.