Don't force yourself

Shen Qingcheng would not tell Chen Xiner the truth, so he gently pinched Chen Xiner's nose, "Xin'er, I didn't expect your painting skills to be so exquisite."

When Chen Xiner saw Shen Qingcheng praising her, she hurriedly said happily. "I have been painting the flying goddess since I was a child, and I also like to dance the flying dance."

When he heard Chen Xiner say that she could dance in the sky, Shen Qingcheng's heart was beating for half a beat.

"Xin'er, you see, it's getting late today. My parents will have to go back to Country M early tomorrow. We want to go back to Grandpa's house, so let's take a break early."

After saying that, Shen Qingcheng took Chen Xiner's hand out of the studio and said good night to Mo Qiuhua behind him.

Mo Qiuhua took Chen Xiner away in Shen Qingcheng before leaving the studio. Seeing that the lights were on in the study, she entered the study.

"Wentao, are you still busy?" Mo Qiuhua walked over and leaned against Bi Wentao's handrail.

Bi Wentao hugged Mo Qiuhua in his arms, "Qiuhua, I just received an email and someone saw my dad in Qilian Mountains."

As he said that, Bi Wentao clicked on the photo in his email, and Mo Qiuhua looked at the blurry figure on the photo. "I can't even see this face clearly. Could it be that they lied to you for money."

Bi Wentao sighed quietly, smoked an orchid cigarette from the cigarette box, and saw Mo Qiuhua beside him, and put the cigarette back into the cigarette box.

Mo Qiuhua felt a little distressed, "Wentao, don't you think about it. We still have to take the morning flight tomorrow morning. If you and your father are destined to be together, you father and son will eventually meet again, just like Qingcheng...Aren't we reunited?"

After receiving the email, Bi Wentao's few blurry photos made him miss his father more.

"Qiuhua, do you think we can find dad? The vast sea of ​​people..." Bi Wentao leaned helplessly in Mo Qiuhua's arms.

Mo Qiuhua gently patted Bi Wentao's back, "Wentao, everything will be fine. Since there is a glimmer of hope, Dad must be in this world. I think you should still lock in the Buddhist sculpture industry and find someone. Dad will definitely not lose his profession."

Bi Wentao suddenly had a light of inspiration in his mind. He slapped the table, "Yes, I'm looking for it in the Buddhist carving industry. Our Shen family has been engaged in Buddhist carving for generations, but I... I lost the face of the ancestors of the Shen family and did not inherit this skill."

When talking about it later, Bi Wentao's voice choked.

"It's not that you didn't bear it, it's that you have trauma in your heart. Didn't you also have the first-class hand to carve Buddha statues back then? For many years, you have been afraid of picking up this skill, so you mainly feel guilty towards your father."

Mo Qiuhua understood Bi Wentao, so when he was separated many years ago and reunited for many years, Mo Qiuhua never blamed Bi Wentao for a long time.

"Qiuhua, thank you for your understanding of me." Bi Wentao held Mo Qiuhua's hand and thanked him in emotion.

Mo Qiuhua reached out to touch the fine lines on Bi Wentao's forehead, "Life is only a few short autumns, so don't force it too much. If you and your father are destined to meet, why do you have to worry about it yourself? Wentao, I still said that if you have to be generous, why don't you frown your eyebrows?"

Because it was late at night, Mo Qiuhua finally called Bi Wentao back to his room to rest.

That night, Shen Qingcheng and Chen Xiner stayed at Shen Qingcheng's parents' home.

Since they met, they have never lived in the same room, nor have they sleep in the same bed. After entering the room to wash, Shen Qingcheng and Chen Xiner felt a little embarrassed.

"Qingcheng, then... what, give me some time, we... we will sleep tonight." After that, Chen Xiner wrapped herself in a quilt.

Shen Qingcheng actually felt a little at a loss. He picked up the pillow, held the thin quilt, and slept on the sofa in the room.

"Xin'er, don't worry, I want you to agree willingly, I won't force you, good night." After saying that, Shen Qingcheng turned off the headlights in the room, and there was an orange bedside lamp.

Because Dai Yuzhen explained to Shen Qingcheng in advance, she said that Chen Xiner was afraid of the darkness and had to sleep with lights since childhood, so Shen Qingcheng thoughtfully left a bedside lamp for Chen Xiner.

Before Shen Qingcheng could sleep for a while, Chen Xiner asked Shen Qingcheng in a low voice. "Qingcheng, ask you a question. You have dated other girls before you met me."

Shen Qingcheng answered directly without thinking, "No."

Chen Xiner continued to ask, "Qingcheng, do you have a girl you have a crush on?"

After Shen Qingcheng was silent for a long time, he finally spoke, "Yes."

When Chen Xiner heard Shen Qingcheng say that he had a crush on her, she was a little angry and got out of the quilt and walked towards the sofa where Shen Qingcheng was sleeping with a grievance.

"Can you tell me who she is? Do you still have a crush on her now? Tell me honestly!"

Chen Xiner has common problems with all girls, such as worrying about gains and losses in love, and also having a vigilance in love.

Shen Qingcheng wanted to shift the topic, but he felt something was wrong more and more. It seemed that Chen Xiner was crying. He stood up from the sofa and walked towards Chen Xiner, trying to hug Chen Xiner, but Chen Xiner refused.

"You said, do you still have her in your heart? You liar, when you were in the studio just now, you looked at the expression of the Feitian Goddess, and it was full of love.

You said, she doesn’t look like the flying goddess, is she full of beauty?

I knew you men like girls with bulging front and back, and they also like those plump girls..."

Shen Qingcheng ignored Chen Xiner's chatter and pulled Chen Xiner into his arms and eagerly kissed Chen Xiner's pink lips.

At first, Chen Xiner was a little rebellious, and slowly she catered to Shen Qingcheng. She felt that she seemed to be very familiar with Shen Qingcheng's kiss.

Just when the kiss was about to suffocate, Shen Qingcheng let go of Chen Xiner and hugged Chen Xiner to the bed.

Shen Qingcheng attached himself to Chen Xiner's ear and murmured softly, "Xiner, from beginning to end, you are the only one in my heart. I have loved you for thousands of years, do you understand? Whether in the past or this life, you will always be the cinnabar mole in my heart."

Shen Qingcheng gently kissed Chen Xiner's eyebrows and her neck, but Chen Xiner inexplicably felt that all this was familiar. She should have resisted it, but she seemed to be looking forward to what will happen next.

"Xin'er, I love you. I know that some of the things I say now may not understand, nor can you understand them very much. As long as you know that I love you the most, no one, only forever."

Chen Xiner only felt her mind blank and let Shen Qingcheng kiss and caress her. Her feelings and heart blended with Shen Qingcheng. The final sprint and her moans showed that she and Shen Qingcheng had completed the transformation of their identities.

That night, Chen Xiner transformed from a girl into a woman, while Shen Qingcheng grew from a boy into a man.

The two of them were lingering and fell asleep until midnight. That night, they dreamed of each other in their dreams. The nightmare of the past disappeared, and replaced by the sweetness of their getting along.
Chapter completed!