After a few consecutive days of running around, this weekend was finally a good rest. The coldest winter has passed, the roof of the ice and snow in the sun has begun to melt, drip drip drip drip sound, Li Haojun woke up from the dream, the sun is already very high. Before waking up the sky is not yet bright, then slept a result to the dawn of this time, but also did a dream, the front are forgotten, only remember a woman head injury, should be a colleague, I do not know if it is not a girlfriend relationship, her scalp has a very large mouth trauma, surely need stitches, their own touched the pocket, only a few hundred dollars of change to bring on the body, and asked her if there is a bank card, fortunately, she has. I said to take her to the chemical hospital, she said to take her to the science hospital, this is what hospital ah?
Li Haojun while recalling this surprise dream, while looking at the Qin Wenjing, her back to himself, shoulders exposed outside the quilt, a little cool, Li Haojun will be the quilt to her pulled up, the edge of the quilt pressed on her neck.
Qin Wentian smoothly pulled his hand and turned around, leaning in front of Li Haojun, so she also woke up, turned her face to look at him, and closed her eyes again.
Li Haojun raised his hand gently Qin Wenjing face hair gathered to the ear, quietly scrutinized her face, seems to want to find in their own memories about her traces, why she is so obsessed with themselves, is not their own and her with the bonds of the past life, how much I want to revisit.
Gentle fingertips, across the top of her eyebrows, clear rounded green silk, overflowing with youthful flavor. The back of the ring finger's hand, gently ruffled her cheeks, her eyes still closed, the corners of her mouth showing a smile.
When the fingertips slid down to her neck, she turned her head towards Li Haojun and buried herself in his chest. Black hair contrasted her skin, from her cheeks to her shoulders and neck, Li Haojun clasped his hand on her chest, feeling her undulating breath, feeling her youth while lamenting why he didn't have such company benefits. Thinking back to Qin Wenjing's comment that she had been with her for at least a decade, Lily also mentioned having worked with her younger self on missions, serving the company herself at a much younger age. Perhaps it was his own age that was insensitive to the service functions the company had positioned him for.
It was a lazy morning in the sunny cottage, and the two men listened to the news as background noise while lazily preparing food. Unlike the quick food of the past, today was time-consuming, mutton and radish soup. After Li Haojun finished his knife work and the ingredients went into the pot, he washed his hands and wrapped his arms around Qin Wenting's waist, enjoying the company time. Qin Wenjing, on the other hand, wore Moe's anti-scald gloves, or skimmed the froth and added some seasoning as appropriate. Thinking of the youthful relationship between the two in the kitchen when he had just woken up, Li Haojun couldn't help but lament the time travel, and
“Remember when I just woke up? Almost a year has passed since then,” said Li Haojun while wrapping his arms around Qin Wentian from behind and caressing her waist and crotch with both hands.
“Yes,” Qin Wenjing turned back, smiling like a little girl.
Li Haojun smoothly kissed her cheeks, his arms wrapped around her waist and crotch and chest and shoulders, breathing in her breath, feeling one with her.
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“Aiya, well, it's too tight,” Qin Wentian said while twisting her body, finished looking back, her smiling curved eyes full of happiness,
“I'm sorry, I, I hold you tightly as if you're part of my body,”
Qin Wentian quietly looked at the steam slowly drifting out of the soup pot, and after a while calmly said that
“I am.”
In the background noise, the town news was still being broadcast, which also included labor education for violators and offenders. Spring was approaching, so the usual place for dispatched labor was the farm. Sorry there's no privacy for violators here. The management of public affairs is based on a cold computer program, cold but fair, with the same structure, and residents everywhere can set the content according to local customs. Whether it is individual or collective behavior, without a feedback mechanism it can go to extremes. And in the content of ordinary people's lives, most of the extremes result in failed mega-babies. But if there were only cold rules of social management, the residents wouldn't willingly accept them, so the society that operated based on this set of rules also provided basic social security, food, and shelter, so most people still accepted the list on the radio peacefully.
“Seems like I remember last year, we seemed to have participated,” Li Haojun suddenly recalled that
“Yeah, this year too, last year too, all the time, it just so happened that you weren't even at home, I turned it down, actually we weren't obliged to participate, we weren't actually part of their social system, even though we didn't live far from them,”
“Oh, you're lazy,” Li Haojun flirted with her while shaking her body, ”Isn't that right, tell me,”
Qin Wentian turned around and looked at Li Haojun, the smile was gone from her face, and she said softly.
“You're not even by my side, what do I care about them?”
Her words and loss suddenly made Li Haojun feel Qin Wentian's loneliness and coldness at that time, and hurriedly put her in his arms, hoping that his heartfelt love and compassion could travel through time and space and warm the lonely her at that time.
The lid of the soup pot clanked and bounced under the steam, already forgotten by the lovers who clung to each other.
At the breakfast table, no, it should be lunch, Qin Wenjing was very naughty, combed a side high ponytail on top of her head, parted down her cheeks with long bangs, and ceremoniously ran to apply some light pink lipstick, put on an equally light pink Kitty Cat hair band, changed into a short white wide-sleeved smock, and underneath a pair of light blue low-waisted skinny flared jeans.
Seeing that she was so serious, Li Haojun walked over and pulled her hand to the dining table, pretending to be a waiter reaching out and saying.
“Princess, please take your seat,”
Until she moved into her seat, Li Haojun let go of the hand holding her fingertips, stood to the side and served the broth and main course, placed it in front of her, set the tableware, and said.
“Eldest Miss, please dine,”
Under the gaze of Qin Wentian's delighted smiling face, only then did Li Haojun sit down herself. Looking over across the table, Qin Wentian seemed to have yet to come out of the emotions she had just experienced, smiling and laughing, pursing up her lips and biting them.
Li Haojun knew that this girl would sometimes be touched by certain emotions, not realizing that his own emotions were going to make her cry again today, he hurriedly got up and walked over to her, cradling her head in his arms.
“Alright, don't cry, I'm not here to accompany you,” looking down at Qin Wentian, she tilted her face, her eyes already filled with tears.
Between stares, she simply threw her head into Li Haojun's arms, all the tears splashing onto his
Her trembling head and shoulders, so that Li Haojun can not bear, deeply put her into the arms, so deep that it seems to have exhaled all the air in his lungs, so that the skin get along, the body shape of the fusion, the soul and soul, at this moment the heart seems to have stopped beating, transformed into a constant and continuous love of the airwaves, each other in peace.
Solidified time, when the heart beat again, Li Haojun once again regained his breath, he gently whispered in Qin Wenjing's ear that
“Don't worry, in my next life I will still, accompany you.”
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