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Yuxin Literary Interest: Original short story serialization Floating Love Shen Xue Nian - Great Heat
This room is on the second floor, and below it are two separate pools, from which the light of the water bounces upwards and splashes on the ceiling of the room, and there are many scattered lamps on it for no apparent reason, and they are blown by the wind, and become knives, and they cut and break the walls above, and from there there are many cold chills, and they give birth to many mouths, and say many things, and tell many things: the way of the world, the description of human nature, the discussion of lust, and the discussion of greed......
As the days grew longer, the hotter they became, and the longer the days grew, so that the shadows of men grew with them, and the days became hot, and the patience of the people melted away. Fang Fei hadn't seen Lin for nearly three months, that person was divorcing his wife some time ago, in order to avoid suspicion, she naturally didn't dare to contact him; now, she heard from her cousins that the divorce was over, although she didn't want to avoid it, but she pretended to be reserved, she was waiting for him to contact her, waiting for him to come to her. The innocence grew longer and longer, and even the sunset that was generated in the evening was much fatter, and they were bloated and fat, and covered the sky to the west, and they gasped incessantly, and even gave birth to many small pieces of red glow, and as soon as they turned around and shook their heads, they covered half of the sky in waves, and swayed, and in an instant they caught fire, bloomed, and smoked, and in groups, they went all the way to the north.
Fang Fei often sits on the small balcony on the roof to watch the sunset recently, and she thinks that those sunsets are not only colorful, but also shaped, tasteful, and fragrant. She thought that she should be addicted, addicted to watching the sunset! She looked at the sunset, her eyes were tired, she fell asleep, and she smelled a sweet fragrance in a trance, and when she opened her eyes, the original fiery red turned into bright yellow, where is the sunset, and now the whole eye is full of chrysanthemums: there are chrysanthemums in the pot on the ground, chrysanthemums are laid on the table, and there are chrysanthemums hanging on the wall...... There was a frame in the chrysanthemum, and in the frame there was an old lady who combed her hair, and she smiled, just laughing. Fang Fei fixed his eyes to look, it turned out to be her maternal grandmother, and it turned out that she was at that person's funeral.
Someone pushed her back, and when she looked back, it turned out to be Mrs. Lin. She asked Fang Fei: "I heard that you have been back for more than half a year, and you still can't see you, but you are disgusted with these relatives and deliberately avoid us?"
"It's my aunt, why hasn't it changed at all, and she still doesn't look old. ”
Mrs. Lin sighed and said, "Where are you not old, these two months have broken my heart for them, and even there are more gray hairs." ”
"Did you mean close to my cousin? I heard about it, is that the matter over?"
Mrs. Lin stared at her for a long time, coughed a few more times, and then said, "It is people who will end," she said, pointing to the portrait above, "but because it is a matter of life, as long as people don't end it, it won't end." Mrs. Lin pulled Fang Fei aside and asked, "You have been back for a long time, haven't you seen each other in the near future?" Fang Fei heard this, first felt that his ears were itchy, and then the slight itch suddenly came to life, and he gave birth to his feet, first went up, walked to his forehead, hesitated, and went down, came to his neck, and then slid down, to his collarbone, and then did not go far, snorkeling and snorkeling there, and then not far. Fang Fei kept scratching his neck, the more he scratched, the more itchy it became, the more painful it became, and he actually pulled out a piece of soft skin, and he couldn't help but be startled.
Fang Fei looked around, but didn't see the person she wanted to see at the moment, and replied casually: "I haven't seen it before, but I saw it today, at the gate, they are standing in one place smoking; “
Mrs. Lin replied, "This is nonsense, he never smokes." “
"Didn't he ever smoke? I didn't even care before, maybe the man wasn't him, but I was wrong, but the man really looked like him, wasn't it really him?
Mrs. Lin hurriedly grabbed her, and snorted in her mouth, "You still go to him?" What is this like, as long as you don't provoke him, I will ask God to worship the Buddha, and let you go to him?!" Fang Fei raised his eyes and asked Mrs. Lin, "What does aunt mean?" Mrs. Lin pulled her to walk towards the less crowded place again, and asked her in a low voice: "You know, that is a divorce that is not a failure! You didn't come back, their couple is very good, like honey blending oil, not long after you came back, he divorced, are you making a hindrance?" Fang Fei's eyes immediately turned red, shed tears, and said, "Auntie blames me! I've been back for so long, I've been so busy like a spinning top, and until now, I haven't said a word to him!" she said, rubbing her eyes vigorously, her eyes were even redder, as if she was about to shine, "In this world, there are more couples who love one day and divorce the day after, could it be that I instigated it and it became my fault?! Well, hmph, so my aunt really lifted me up, alas, alas......"
When Mrs. Lin heard her say this, she softened her distraction, and in turn comforted her: "Good boy, I know that you are not that kind of person, you used to be mixed together, you were still young and ignorant, and now that you are older, you are all parents, not that ridiculous person, but right? It's all my aunt's fault, don't blame me, they divorced in front of them, it was really a spinning and shaking chicken, flying and dog jumping; now your grandmother is gone, this day is really chaotic, the days are messy, my brain is also messed up!" Don't blame your aunt, hey, if you really complain about your aunt, which one should your aunt blame, you can only complain......"
Fang Fei was tired of hearing this, found an excuse to drink water, and walked to the backyard. A persimmon tree that never bears fruit, with its caged leaves, is bent on top of each other, because it does not bear fruit, and naturally does not bloom, and there is no reason for bees and butterflies to go, and there is no reason for bees and butterflies to go. They hide under the leaves, as if to enjoy the cool and the light, constantly flapping their wings and making a buzzing sound. Fang Feixun approached, only to see a person standing under the tree, she recognized the person's back, and shouted in a crying voice: "It turned out to be you! What are you doing here?"
Lin almost turned around, holding a cigarette loosely in his hand, it seemed that he smoked. Fang Fei said: "Do you smoke? My aunt said you don't smoke." ”
"I don't smoke, I just light it and hold it in my hand, watch it turn to dust, and smell it!"
When she saw him see herself, she immediately put down her face, threw out a "hum" word from her nose, turned around and left, he chased after him, and said: "Why do you run away when you see me, I'm not a ghost, and I won't eat you!?" She only walked to a place with few people, entered the back porch, turned around and looked back, the person was only about two meters away from her, followed unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "Despite this, the itch and numbness in my heart still can't be abandoned!" He smiled with her: "Hey, I can finally talk to you!" She didn't answer, where are you going? Go slower, go slower.
"You don't care where I go? Wherever I go, it doesn't matter to you! What do you want to do with me?"
"Why don't you have anything to do with me? Wherever you go, my heart will follow, and where my heart is, natural people will also follow me, otherwise how can I live?"
"If you can't live, what does it have to do with me?!"
"Maybe it's related, maybe it's not related, it's up to you! But I know that if you can't live, it's related to me, and if you can't live, I can't live......"
To be continued, one update the next day......
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