chasing wife crematorium

Chapter 67 Rollover

To tell the truth.

Su Lan had never been so anxious before.

Anxious that his hand speed is not as fast as Wei Jiao's, so much so that he wants to see a photo sent to Feng Qingzhou's phone with his own eyes.

Even more anxious is that I still don't know how to explain it.

"Qingzhou, listen to me, Wei Jiao jumped into my arms by herself, and even put my hand under her skirt!" Such words...weak and embarrassing, and suspected of throwing blame, she was too embarrassed to say .

How about explaining it this way... She was the one who molested me, no, she forced me to moleste her.

Who will believe?

Who would believe it!

What made Su Lang most anxious was that the photo was excellent.

How good is it?A petite woman was sitting in the arms of another chestnut-haired woman, her hands were lifting the skirt of the woman in her arms, and she could barely get a glimpse of the skirt.

This is the general description.

The details are even better.Taking facial expressions as an example, it happened that Wei Jiao's face was flushed, and the corners of the maroon woman's lips were slightly raised. I don't know how pleasant the above part is.

But God knows why it looked like she was smiling, her expression at that time was clearly frightened!

As for why Su Lang was able to see this photo, it was not because Wei Jiao "kindly" gave it to her.After all, under the circumstances at that time, if Su Lang got the phone, she would just withdraw it quickly.

Without a trace of hesitation.

So, there is the second photo.The woman with long chestnut hair held down the woman in the long skirt, and then tried to do something wrong... From the photo, it looks like this.

【Canoe: Picture 1.jpg】

【Canoe: Picture 2.jpg】

[Qingzhou: Forward the message, Sister Qingzhou, is Sister Su crooked, but I have Shuyue, I don't want to betray her...]

【Qingzhou: Smile.jpg】

Okay, Su Lang has been typing for a long time again, but her hair is almost gone, she still doesn't know how to explain.

That damned Wei Jiao had already run away, Su Lan couldn't bear the condemnation from everyone in the cafe, after paying the bill, she shivered in the cold wind.

Then immersion is typing.

Feng Qingzhou over there seemed to finally be unable to bear the almost self-indulgent typing state here, and sent a brief message again.

[Qingzhou: come to the hospital to pick me up. 】

Su Lang hurriedly snapped back.

Qingzhou really believed her!

Fortunately, she struggled with it for so long, and it wasn't some bloody drama, so how could there be so many misunderstandings.

Su Lang felt relieved, and happily headed towards the hospital.

hospital.

When Su Lang came to the ward, Feng Qihai had just finished eating.Feng Qingzhou was also beside Feng Qihai's bed, seeing her coming, he didn't express anything.After Su Lang talked with Feng Qihai for a while, he got tired and urged them to go back to rest and not to be with them anymore.

Some time ago, he was still able to read and listen to books. Although his illness did not recur during this time, he could obviously feel that Feng Qihai's spirit was getting weaker and weaker.

Feng Qingzhou was obviously aware of this change, and when his back was facing Feng Qihai, his expression became more serious.

This is not a good sign.

Sadly, powerless to stop.

After Su Lang greeted Feng Gan at the door, and gave Feng Gan who was hesitant to speak a reassuring look, she and Feng Qingzhou went to ask the doctor about Feng Qihai's recent status.

When Feng Qingzhou asked this sentence, there was still some hope on the verge of despair in his eyes.Su Lan thought, maybe Feng Qingzhou never gave up.

After all, Feng Qihai can be said to be her last relative, leaving aside the dry weather.

Su Lang couldn't do anything, she could only gently hold Feng Qingzhou's hand, feel the other party's hand clenched, clenched, clenched again.

However, the doctor in a white coat did not return this blind hope and sighed.

"To be honest, it's a miracle that this patient survived until now. Once the condition is serious, it's basically...You guys, it's better to prepare for the funeral as soon as possible."

A brief meeting with the doctor, ending with Feng Qingzhou's mechanical nod.Su Lan knew that she didn't have the heart to deal with anything else, after thanking the doctor, she led the silent woman back to the car.

Needless to say, it is definitely not possible to drive in the state of wind and light boats.

Su Lan originally planned to drive home and talk to Feng Qingzhou, but after helping her into the car, seeing her obediently letting her move, and sitting motionless, not knowing what she was thinking, she suddenly couldn't help being satisfied. overflowing emotions.

She then sat in the back row and closed the door.

Feng Qingzhou never likes to show his weakness in front of others, should he be thankful that the car has a one-way see-through film?Su Lan twitched the corner of her mouth.

Su Lan looked at Feng Qingzhou for a few seconds, "What are you thinking?" She asked softly.

Feng Qingzhou actually didn't know what he was thinking.

Are you thinking about the fragments of getting along with grandpa day and night in the past, or... the picture of yourself standing in front of the cold stone tablet and putting down the daisy?

She bit her lip and lowered her eyes: "I don't think anything."

"Then..." The person in front of him took off his coat and leaned over, "I'll give you a hug, okay?"

The person who begged in a low voice didn't give Feng Qingzhou a chance to refuse. This sentence was not so much a question as a notification—the next moment, she was embraced.

After removing the thick winter coat, the warm embrace is basically the temperature of the person in front of him.

Warm, fresh, a temperature that won't leave.

There is another important label: belongs to her.

Belongs to the wind and light boat, the person who is about to be alone.

It should be like this, right?

Feng Qingzhou suddenly reacted from the state of being hugged in one direction, slowly stretched out his hand, and hesitantly put it on his warm back.

"Qingzhou, hug me."

The voice was close at hand, because it was too close, it was a bit muffled, it seemed to come from the inside of the other person's body, or it seemed to reach her heart.

A little aggrieved, as if waiting for her response.

"it is good."

Feng Qingzhou heard a slightly hoarse female voice answering.

Then her hand involuntarily grasped the navy blue thin shirt tightly, until she hugged her back and embed the other person in her arms.

I don't know how long I have been greedy for this embrace, it was a long time, maybe only 1 minute, when Feng Qingzhou suddenly heard the other party's extremely suppressed panting.

She relaxed, and apologized helplessly: "I'm sorry, I..."

Grievance, sadness, and panic are like springs that have been backlogged for too long, and suddenly spring back, sweeping across the wind and Qingzhou's heart overwhelmingly.

Grandpa, are you really unable to hold on?She's about to lose a loved one?Will Su Lan leave her too?Even if it wasn't because of Wei Jiao, would he leave her for various reasons?She is alone again?

Questions that should be considered and should not be considered are all rushing up, and the wind is light and the boat is almost suffocated.

Her answer was a kiss.

The person in front of her straightened her back, held the back of her head with the back of her hand, put it towards the car window, and then leaned over.

The scorching breath spewed between Feng Qingzhou's forehead, and the shadow was pressed down. She subconsciously closed her eyes, but she felt liquid flowing from the corners of her eyes.

It turned out that I still couldn't hold back...

There was no time to wipe away the tears in a panic, warm and soft to suck away the tears little by little, from the tear stains to the top, the corners of the eyes, eyelids, and eyelashes were all gently kissed, without missing a single point.

Lingering like water, lingering like a feather, the deliberately light movements made her feel the pity of the other party, and the huge hole in her heart was inadvertently filled.

Feng Qingzhou remembered a story.

"A long time ago, there was a girl named Angel. She was very unfortunate. Since she was born, the world was in darkness. The doctor said that if she had enough money, she could have an operation. But her parents were just the most ordinary civilians. They had no money. What they want is not a daughter, let alone a blind man. So they raised her until she was five years old, abandoned her by the side of the road, and said to her, "Anqier, we have fulfilled our duty to you, and the next step is to belong to Your own life, find your light'. Then, walk away."

During the rambling description, the kiss did not stop, but the movement became more gentle, as if treating a fragile glass.

"Although Angel is young, she is sensible from a very early age. She understands that her parents don't want her—for a blind person, the light is something that can never be touched. She is only five years old, and she doesn't even know how to accept it. How to live when I come down. When she was desperate, she couldn't help but think of the characters mentioned when she heard the neighbor next door coaxing the children."

"An Qier said, Angel, I am lost in the dark. If you love me, please show me a clear way. As soon as she finished speaking, she felt someone kissing her eyes, delicately and gently."

There was a short chuckle in his ear, as if he was imitating a story, he kissed Feng Qingzhou's eyes delicately and tenderly.

In the darkness, she seemed to have also entered the drama.

"When the kiss was over, someone whispered in her ear, open your eyes, child, this is your light. Angel opened her eyes and found that the world is no longer black. Green grass, red flowers, beige sunlight... …Colorful, like a fairyland in a dream. She shed tears of ecstasy, thanking the angel for bestowing the light she longed for most. I don’t know why, but I suddenly remembered this story.”

After finishing speaking, my ears were itchy from the breath.

Feng Qingzhou heard a female voice full of smiles: "Open your eyes, Qingzhou, this is your girlfriend."

What the hell...

Feng Qingzhou couldn't hold back, and smiled: "Su Xiaolan, you are so annoying, you made me play."

Opening his eyes, the hematoxylin was really looking at her narrowly.

Su Lan frowned sadly, then said: "What, I thought you just wanted to tell me something."

"what's up?"

Su Lang leaned close to her, raised a smile, and said happily, "I'm your angel, and even more your light."

The distance is too close, too close to be ignored, in Su Lan's bright eyes, there is a warm ocean that is about to overflow, and she can only be submerged in it.

Feng Qingzhou looked away and retorted: "I'm not..."

"Well, what I just said is not accurate, let's say it again." Su Lan grabbed her shoulders and said with a smile, "I am your angel, and you are my light. As for the light, it is better to smile .”

Feng Qingzhou felt warm in his heart.

She knew that from beginning to end, Su Lan was comforting her and accompanying her.

but……

Feng Qingzhou leaned in Su Lan's hands, and couldn't stop laughing: "I found that every time you would say these words to coax me. But to be honest, angels and light, it's so sour, goose bumps I'm about to get up hahahaha! Are you the mother of earthy love stories? Hahahahahaha!"

The mother of earthy love stories: "..."

You are the one who tells the story, and you are the one who tells me sour.jpg

Oh, woman.

Su Lang gave Feng Qingzhou an angry look, and was about to let go, but Feng Qingzhou grabbed her back and pressed her down.Without warning, she was pushed down on the seat in one fell swoop.

The seat cushion is soft and not painful at all.

Su Lang was stunned for a moment, blinked her eyes, and asked, "Huh?"

Feng Qingzhou's eyes dimmed, signaling Su Lang to be quiet: "Shh."

After finishing speaking, she put her hands on top of Su Lang's head, bent down, and made a gesture to kiss Su Lang.

Su Lan should have thought of something, her throat moved, she closed her eyes obediently, her mouth pouted slightly, as if she was being slaughtered.Only the slightly fluttering eyelashes and the slightly irregular breathing revealed how nervous the owner was.

Or... looking forward to?

Feng Qingzhou's heart swayed.

Normally incomprehensible, but at the critical moment so docile, like a little lamb, really... can't stand it.

Unfortunately, her memory is too good.

"Want me to kiss you?" Feng Qingzhou asked in a low voice.

A certain person was seduced by beauty, and he was very honest: "I want to."

"Then...continue to think about it." Feng Qingzhou calmed down, barely suppressed the flames flying around in his heart, raised his finger, pressed it on Su Lang's soft lips, and said coolly, "Su Xiaolan, I was in a bad mood before and didn't have time to argue with you. Now, shouldn't you explain to me about Wei Jiao?"

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The author has something to say:

Let's have sweet and sour pork ribs for lunch today, eh.