Waiting For The Wind Warming Up To Kiss You

Xu Xingchun opened his eyes slowly after the person next to him breathed evenly. After a moment of silence, Xu Xingchun opened his eyes.

In the darkness, quietly watching her sleeping silhouette. He is very conscious and has no sleep at all.

Like to listen to her heartbeat and breathing, the warm body temperature can be touched at hand.

I was just afraid that when I opened my eyes after the nightmare, I was dreaming about it again.

Holding the soft pillow, Fu Xueli tossed and fell asleep all night. Her sleeping posture was poor, with the quilt rolled up and her arms and legs hanging halfway in the air.

Lying on the mattress, she slept in a daze and heard the phone ring. He let out a deep sleepiness, a little impatient to be awakened, and urged in a dull voice, "Xu Xingchun...You answer the phone, it's so noisy."

Then changed the position and continued to sleep.

After a while, the phone placed on the cabinet began to vibrate and buzzed again.

Fu Xueli opened her eyes and spent a few seconds awake. After copying the phone and seeing the caller, he paused for a few seconds, turned over, and patted his face to wake himself up. Connect Tang Xin's video with a cheeky mentality that I am a rascal and I am afraid of whom.

"Fu Xueli, you are dead, right?! I have been hiding from a place where birds don’t **** recently, why can’t I get in touch, my schedule is full for you, are you still happy?!"

Fu Xueli was quite faint, wearing thick bear pajamas, "My sister is on vacation."

The two did not talk to each other for many days. Fu Xueli feels a headache. Recently, she has been so happy and isolated from the rest of the world. She almost forgets that she is the enchanting and glamorous star in the huge poster of the commercial building.

"What's wrong with you, in a bad mood?" Fu Xueli noticed something was wrong with Tang Xin.

This question successfully diverted Tang Xin's attention and firepower.

Hugging the quilt, leaning on the bed, and Tang Xin video. Fu Xueli’s earphones were her cursing voice, “That stinky bitch, who had a face in Fang Nan’s mv before, I’ll find someone to kill her after a while. If I rob my man, I won’t kill her.”

Tang Xin and her current boyfriend, the two have had countless battles over the years, and they have separated and reunited. Fu Xueli had met the man, and only knew that he was an investment banker, a veteran in love, and liked playing with schoolgirls.

Tang Xin took a sip of wine and was choked with tears. The Italian chandelier above his head was dazzling.

She has always been a glamorous and elegant woman, good at conspiracy calculations, now with a cigarette in one hand, makeup on her face, she has obviously cried.

Too embarrassed, like a stupid brain.

Fu Xueli looked on with cold eyes, "Silly girl, what can't you think of, there are so many people chasing and crying for you without a scumbag, so my brain is so sad here?"

Tang Xin threw away the goblet depressed and returned to normal, "Forget it, you will report back to the company tomorrow afternoon, the day after tomorrow."

Fu Xueli didn't say a word.

The other side continued, "I signed another person a few days ago, and I am going to give her a try in two plays. She has aura and talent, but she is a bit weak in succession. The body and face are not as good as yours. I have to grind my cheeks and behave. Nose. What it was originally called, I am a Chinese American, I forgot. I recently planned to train new people, anyway, you will have to transform in a few years. Oh, by the way, there is news that "Breaking Dawn" has been changed again. , Is the meaning of the above, it is conservatively estimated that it may be released during the summer."

After listening to Tang Xin's explanation of work, Fu Xueli got up to wash her face and brush her teeth, and went downstairs. She slid around and didn't see Xu Xingchun. She didn't know where to help.

There are freshly heated porridge and side dishes on the table, which are light and delicious. After Fu Xueli ate and drank enough, she went out with a full glass of sweet milk, planning to find Xu Xingchun.

As soon as I stepped out, I saw the familiar big yellow dog squatting on the ground and basking in the sun, not making a noise or barking, and seeing Fu Xueli moan. One person and one dog stand together.

There was also a bird cage hung under the eaves, chirping.

The picture is quite leisurely, but in fact, Fu Xueli didn't dare to move.

Seeing that the big yellow dog was just about to rush towards Sa Huan, she took two steps back and the big yellow dog was yelled at.

"This dog won't enter the house or bite, don't be afraid."

Fu Xueli turned her head to see that it was Xu Yuan. She smiled embarrassedly and explained her timidity, "I was chased by a dog after school when I was a child, so I was particularly afraid..."

"Auntie, do you know where Xu Xingchun has gone?"

Xu Yuan thought for a while, "He should cook now."

"Oh..." Fu Xueli rubbed her finger at the glass.

Holding a pile of coats in her arms, Xu Yuan said to Xueli, "Follow me to get some motherwort in the room, soak and drink a little, the dysmenorrhea will be much better."

Fu Xueli agreed, and followed Xu Yuan in three steps and two steps, passing the inner hall, the lotus pond, and walking towards the staggered back room.

As soon as she entered the room, Xu Yuan acted neatly, took off her shoes and put her clothes away. Fu Xueli put her hands in her pockets, "Auntie, do you want me to help?"

"Did you see a wooden box over there? Motherwort is on the second floor. Look for it."

When Xu Yuan finished cleaning up, she watched Fu Xueli squatted there in silence, not knowing what she was staring at, she walked over, pulling up her hair, "What's wrong, haven't found it?"

"I see." Fu Xueli answered hurriedly, looking up at her, "Auntie, I see a photo album, I want to see it."

She was too curious about Xu Xingchun when she was a child.

Xu Yuan laughed, "Take it out if you want."

With Xu Ken, Fu Xueli immediately took out the album.

Turning to the first page, there is a slightly old group photo of a man and a woman, both of them smiling at the camera. The woman's eyebrows are affectionate, her temperament is elegant and gentle, and a low-key and calm man embraces her. Makes people's eyes bright.

Watching from the sidelines, Xu Yuan after a while smiled and replied, "These are Xu Xingchun's parents."

Fu Xueli nodded and saw it.

Xu Xingchun's mother was really a real beauty in that era. After studying the facial features, she found that Xu Xingchun's chin and nose bridge were very similar to his mother.

No wonder he always feels a little delicate.

After turning a few pages, Fu Xueli suddenly noticed something. She raised her head in a little surprise, with an unbelievable expression, "So uncle was also a policeman before?"

Xu Yuan thought about it for a while, sighed, and nodded again, "Yes."

"Uncle..." A thought flashed through, and Fu Xueli didn't know how to ask.

Xu Yuan said calmly, "Did Xu Xingchun tell you that his father died while performing a mission."

"Huh?" The heavy news broke, Xu Yuan's words made Fu Xueli a little confused, "I don't know..."

"The things at home are a bit complicated. At the beginning, we advised Xu Xingchun not to follow my eldest brother to follow this path. In the end, she still lives." Xu Yuan's voice is indifferent and even a little cold. Prepare. The family of the anti-narcotics police will not be too happy. I don't know if the accident will happen in the next second."

The stormy sea is finally calm. After a thousand words in her heart, Fu Xueli shook her head, "No, it was Xu Xingchun I took the initiative to find."

Without blinking her eyes, she looked at the immature boy on the photo album, and whispered, "My own affairs, I have the final say. Both feelings and life."

An album, an outsider, this is Xu Xingchun's documentary from childhood.

Scenes of the past flashed by.

There are not many photos of him, and each one rarely has a smile.

Xu Yuan said that Xu Xingchun had a bad life since he was a child.

Is a very extreme character. It can be seen from elementary school. When someone scolded him, he beat him back and beat him desperately. Later, I learned to converge when I got older.

Because of family reasons, he was sensible very early. At the age when boys screamed and ran on the football field and girls wore flower skirts and tied ponytails, Xu Xingchun didn't cook and there was no food at home.

In the kitchen.

Xu Xingchun was wearing an apron, with swift hands and feet, skillfully cutting **** shreds and removing fish bones. His thick and well-proportioned hands were covered with salt, and he opened a bottle of cooking wine. Quietly and quickly, he picked up the cooking wine bottle and knocked on the edge of the tiled table.

Fu Xueli hid outside and watched him do things. Thinking of what Xu Yuan had told her, she felt a little uncomfortable. She couldn't explain it clearly. You can't laugh even if you laugh, and you can't cry even if you cry.

The dinner table. Fu Xueli ate vegetables and tried hard to chop rice in his mouth. Stuffed with his head, biting the head of his chopsticks, as long as he heard his voice, the tip of his nose was a little sour.

It is always dark in winter very fast. Just after five o'clock, the curtain of night fell. Before the master went out to walk the dog, Xu Yuan couldn't help but find the door.

Just after sleeping in bed for a while, Xu Xingchun took a cup and drank water, ready to go to the kitchen to cook. The fingers slid across the bridge of Fu Xueli's nose, very light, very gentle, observing his words, "What happened to you today."

He could clearly perceive her depressed mood today.

Even taking a nap, Fu Xueli stayed with him every step of the way.

Rarely well-behaved.

He was very clever and quickly guessed, "Did my aunt tell you something."

Fu Xueli sniffed, holding a lighter that he didn't know where he could get it out. She pressed her lighter with a slap with her thumb, and the flame flickered. The spur next to her cut a slight wound on her hand, and a drop of blood slid out.

A faint flame was reflected between the two. Fu Xueli didn't notice it at all.

"Xu Xingchun, make a wish."

Headless, he looked at her silently.

"I also want to make a wish." She looked back at him, her eyes a little red, "I want Xu Xingchun to be peaceful and safe, and live a thousand times 10,000 times happier than others in this life." After speaking, Fu Xueli Concentrate on blowing out the fire sprouts.

Xu Xingchun raised her hand and squeezed her neck, smiling slightly. Although he smokes occasionally, his lips and teeth are well maintained, his lips are light red, and his lips are red and moist.

Fu Xueli had been brewing for a long time and then became discouraged, her eyes flushed. Very alluring and pitiful expression.

Xu Xingchun has always had a low sense of morality, and he is not reserved like a bodhisattva with a pure heart and low desires. He has greed, so he leaned over and kissed her lips, "How come you are so behaved all of a sudden."

She left her arms open and circled his waist.

finally.

Mustered the courage.

"Xu Xingchun, if I like it, I like all of you. No matter how bad you are, no one can persuade me to leave you." Fu Xueli stepped back and finally looked at him squarely, "I want to hear you tell me about the previous Thing."

She knows another aspect of Xu Xingchun's life.

Although not much.

But still pity and regret constantly.

The thunder that tore through the sky.

When he was hysterical and desperate, she failed to hold him tenderly.

"Does your hand hurt?" Xu Xingchun lowered her head slightly, slid her hand down her wrist, and held it. The tip of her nose touched her forehead, the foreheads pressed against each other, and her eyes faced each other. The eyelashes are curled and long.

His soft lips ran over the bleeding fingertips, like the most tender kiss. Caressing her eyes a little moist, he asked, "What do you want to hear."