"Lan, what were you doing just now? The TV has been on for a long time. You can't see it for a while, but don't blame me." Qing rubbed her shoulders without leaving any trace. Her shoulders were the most tired she had been recently.
Sure enough, the muscles on her shoulders have always been tight. He is a man, his body is better than hers, he eats more than she does, and he recovers better than she does, so his endurance is better than hers.
He actually wanted her to stop doing it, but if that was the case, she would know about him going out to do things, and that was not what he wanted. So, in the end, he could only say nothing.
Still hiding everything like this, just like she was hiding it from him.
He also felt sorry for her, but he had the ability to think. If he could, she would not do that job because, like him, she was forced. From his own body, he knew her helplessness, and he still
She had no choice but to do so.
Xiang Qinglan took his hand, but her eyes were watching TV. It was the most relaxed time of her day, that is, at this time, "Counting money, being a little money lover," she wrote on his hand
It was a rare occasion for me to joke with him.
"If you are a fan of small money, then I am a fan of big money," Qing said jokingly, as if he could see a clear spring in his clean green eyes, which was extremely clear.
"When I get back from get off work tomorrow, let's go out. Qing can have new clothes to wear." Xiang Qinglan straightened up slightly and stretched out his hand to pull Qing's collar up. He was still wearing the clothes she bought in the summer. Because I'm at home, it's not too cold. However, autumn is coming, and winter is approaching, so winter clothes should also be prepared.
He nodded his head and lowered his eyes lightly, but there was a bitterness in his eyes, which was indeed cold.
Okay, I have new clothes," Qing suddenly bent his eyes and raised his voice a lot. However, there was no smile in his eyes. The bitterness in his eyes became stronger. He stared at the clothes on her body, and she also
I should probably buy it.
He has been here for several months, and the months have passed by in a blink of an eye. He has learned too many things, some of which he was forced to learn. Of course, there is also a kind of truth that comes from the heart. He has learned to love her.
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This Xiang Qinglan looks extremely thin, but is sincere to him.
"Then, make sure you don't run around tomorrow," Xiang Qinglan wrote in his hand, and his hand touched Qing's skin, which had darkened a lot recently. However, it was indeed much stronger than before.
She was afraid that he would suddenly disappear, and that she would lose him. Such worries were too serious. Was it because she had no sense of security, or because Qing had never given her a sense of security? In her mind, it was impossible for Qing to leave.
One day, however, facts have proved that there are not many things in this world that are impossible.
So, she began to be afraid, afraid of his leaving, and hugged his waist tightly. If possible, just hold him like this, okay?
Qing patted her shoulder, and seemed to be able to feel her uneasiness. As a simple man, it was easier for him to feel other people's joys and sorrows. Perhaps, he was such a person before.
It was a quiet morning in the room, with two people sleeping very deeply on the small bed. There was a faint fragrance of mint in the air, which was the mint leaves she put aside.
When she got up early in the morning, Xiang Qinglan went to her place of work. It was another day of heavy work, but she could face it with a smile. She picked up the bundle of newspapers and walked out to deliver the newspapers.
Walking, living an unchanged life, although hard, is very satisfying.
So satisfied, always satisfied.
Looking at the sky at the edge of her head, it was almost blue and almost transparent. Wiping the sweat on her head, she chuckled lightly, feeling a little intoxicating with satisfaction.
The weight on my back seems to be much lighter.
A life with expectations is actually very happy.
Qing strode home. He came back very early today because he told Qinglan that he would take him to buy clothes. The cold wind blew on his body from time to time, making his skin feel a little cold. His body was still cold.
Wearing a shirt, you really don’t feel anything at home, but outside, especially in the morning, it is indeed cold enough. Fortunately, his job requires effort, so of course he will.
Sweat, it won't feel so cold if you keep drying it.
However, when he stopped, the cold wind blew through the sweat on his body. At that time, it was really cold.
However, he can endure everything. After wandering for so long, the life here is good enough. After suffering more, the current suffering is nothing, not to mention her hard work, he also
Enjoying it together, not far away, there is such a woman, who is also doing heavy work.
His thin body endured more and heavier than him.
He walked very quickly. His late return yesterday had frightened him. He had never seen Xiang Qinglan crying like that. Such an empty expression and dull demeanor made his heart feel uncomfortable.
It's fatal.
It's not his fault, it's really not his fault. He clearly knows that he can't go out. Others say he is stupid, but he has never felt stupid, and Xiang Qinglan has never thought so. She told him,
He just forgot some very important things, his past, and his other things.
What is his past? Suddenly, he put his hand on his forehead. He felt the pain of a small needle pricking him. He shook his head. He was not thinking about anything. Sometimes when he thought hard, it felt like this.
That kind of pain is not caused by the body itself.
When he walked to the door, he took out the key and quickly opened the door. There was a black silence inside. Everything was still the same as when he left. He turned on the light and slammed the door. He walked into the bathroom and began to take care of himself.
, took off the dirty clothes and put on a clean one, and then he started to wash the clothes. The autumn water was very cold, but he was not afraid. After washing the clothes, he hung them up. In fact,
He can do a lot of things now. Vaguely, he feels that these things are not what he can do. It's just that now that he has learned it, it's not bad. At least, if he does more, Xiang Qinglan will do less.
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After cleaning up everything, he sat on the sofa, which was also the only sofa in their home. It could be said to be very simple, but their life was very fulfilling. He looked at the door and then looked at the things hanging on the wall.