Secret Meeting (1)

Of course, there were no girls on the bed, those were just Meng Qingyi's mouth talking and playing.

Meng Qingyi sank himself deeply into the bed, wandering in the emptiness and loneliness of any night.

Meng Qingyi's mouth is bad, no matter who it is, it should understand.

Most of the time, it's just talking, maybe only this kind of indecency can unravel the heavy lovesickness in your heart.

But there are some admirations, Meng Qingyi will never say it.

At this time, it is very similar to him.

He has an indescribable love for Mu Yurong, and with Meng Qingyi's eyesight, he can naturally see it. That love is very deep, even if it is separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, it cannot be cut.

As for when did that admiration start to spread? Meng Qingyi thought, it was probably that time when Mu Yurong bandaged his wounds in the Sang Mo forest.

A girl bandages your wound with her own hands, two bulging apricot eyes staring carefully at the wounded flesh, fingertips gently brushing through every pore on the skin, the fragrance residue on the hair that is always difficult for a man to resist, coupled with bursts of intense stinging, such a scene is enough to make people unforgettable for a lifetime.

So Meng Qingyi can never forget.

In Meng Qingyi's memory, there will always be the little girl sitting on the stone steps, supporting her head with her hands on her knees, counting Meng Qingyi's recklessness. And the creeper on the wall behind the little girl is so youthful.

Meng Qingyi suddenly felt tightness in her chest, maybe because of loneliness, maybe because the stove in the house was too hot.

Meng Qingyi had to turn over, picked out a jacket casually, pushed the door and went out.

The snowflakes outside seemed to have stopped. The wind outside was still singing.

Meng Qingyi stepped on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, not knowing where to go, because he had no direction at all.

People will lose their way at some point.

At such times, if you choose to stay where you are and think, you will often be found by endless emptiness. There are also people who will pick a random direction, to walk, to see, to break, but at the same time, don't forget the direction you came from. Some encountered hardship, and then finally found their own yearning. Some of them met Huanchang, and they were even more determined in this unknown direction.

Of course, there will be a few strange people and strange things to happen on such a journey, which makes people feel that there is no need for this trip.

Meng Qingyi had just gone out, and after stepping more than a dozen steps in the snow, he knew that he was wrong.

Meng Qingyi's mistake was that he underestimated the wind at night.

The breeze outside the house was like a knife, blowing Meng Qingyi's face, and it was simply in the middle of it, and the loneliness in his chest was broken.

At this time, Meng Qingyi wanted to go back to the house again, but he was already a little unable to do so. Because I can't find my way back.

So Meng Qingyi had no choice but to turn around and use his broad back to resist the fierce wind, and he couldn't hold his body, and was quickly pushed away by the wind.

Fortunately, this is Chongqing.

Although Yucheng is chaotic, Yucheng is also prosperous.

Even at the end of such a night, even in such a strong wind, there are still many shops with bright lights.

Some of the lights are bright, some are dim, occasionally the girl's house will come out to see off the guests, occasionally the person who loses the gambling money will come out to scold the mother, and of course, there will be the drunkard who vomits all the things in his stomach on the snow.

Faced with such a situation, Meng Qingyi immediately stood on her feet.

At the same time, three thoughts were constantly struggling in Meng Qingyi's heart.

The gentle country with the smell of pink does make him think, the gambling contest for the heart is also very exciting, and wine, who doesn't like wine?

But Meng Qingyi didn't go anywhere, and suddenly stepped into a secluded tea shop.