Qiao Yu dreamed of a downpour.
Jinyang is not a rainy city. The heavy rain that winter was really heavy, as if it had to make up for decades of rain in one go. Many schools were on holiday and the wind was howling.
Qiao Yu stood alone in the rain, with the impatient honking of cars ringing in her ears. Various car lights reflected in the puddles in front of her. A car that had been hit so hard that it was impossible to recognize its identity lay across the middle of the road, with gurgling water pouring out of the crack in the car door. Qiao Yu didn't see the blood in person, but she knew that her parents were in the car.
The person who had abused her for more than ten years died like this in front of her eyes. Qiao Yu couldn't tell whether it was pleasure or joy. She only remembered that her heart was pounding. Looking at the blood rushing out, her body couldn't help but tremble, and tears burst out of her eyes. She stood expressionless in the rain, and no one could see whether there were raindrops on her face.
A heavy rain gave her all freedom, but also left her with nothing.
Qiao Yu's father's family has many brothers and sisters, and everyone has a delicate heart. Her mother's side is a little simpler, with only one uncle who is a nouveau riche who relied on his father's connections, and Qiao Yu's teenage girl. She had never experienced the normal process of exchanging life experiences with her parents, and was at a loss to deal with the funeral. The two-year-old passed away early, and only Xu Chengxiu helped her take care of everything.
As the wife of a nouveau riche, Xu Chengxiu also had a nouveau riche aesthetic. She did not appreciate condolence-style funerals in the auditorium. Instead, she found a suburb, hired more than a dozen suona teachers, set up a dozen large banquets, and invited all the people who should be invited. Come, Qiao Yu thinks back now, and the sound of the suona still goes straight into her head.
Qiao Yu's two aunts and three uncles came to the house from time to time to offer condolences. In fact, they all stared at the couple's inheritance. They would hold Qiao Yu's hand and talk long and short, and they would get emotional when talking. She even shed a few tears at the right time, which amazed Qiao Yu, who had not had much contact with relatives since she was a child, and thought she had learned a lot.
Qiao Yu's parents are both successful businessmen. Qiao Yu's father owns a listed company, and her mother is a famous designer of this generation. Unfortunately, both of them are not very smart and have not left any positive influence on Qiao Yu. I did leave a lot of inheritance, which was my only solace.
Until my sister-in-law came up with a list of huge losses for the company.
The inheritance was used by her two aunts to cover the losses, and the house was mortgaged by the court. Qiao Yu briefly lived in her aunt's house for a while, but she noticed that her uncle was becoming more and more impatient, so she moved out on her own. During the two years, she traveled around and the most difficult thing was At that time, I only had twenty-four and sixty cents in my cell phone.
One year in the middle of winter, Qiao Yu woke up from the cold in a small rental house. She rubbed her fingers nervously and looked through the chat records with Fu Yanqing over and over again. The last words she said at the end were "I'm tired of it."
Xu Chengxiu said that Qiao Yu is a strong person, and it is not groundless. Because of her special family environment, she has been more tolerant and better at pretending than ordinary people since she was a child. She is also awkward and regards the wounds of various sizes on her body as a symbol of disgrace. She didn't dare let Fu Yanqing know the situation at her home. She could roll in the mud by herself, but she couldn't let Fu Yanqing see her, let alone accept the loving eyes Fu Yanqing might show.
Qiao Yu shed a lot of tears this year, as if she couldn't shed them cleanly. She dropped them over and over again on the phrase "I'm tired of it", and she dug her fingernails beyond recognition.
Self-esteem often drags people down and makes love take twists and turns.
Qiao Yu woke up with a start, her tears slipped unconsciously onto the pillow, and she froze in the darkness for a while. She remembered that she had just had a fight with Fu Yanqing, so she slammed the door and went back to her room.
Fu Yanqing got sick every time like this. As time went by, Fu Yanqing naturally got tired of her. With her good conditions, it would be great to find a sweet and obedient girlfriend, so why would she hang herself on a dead tree?
Qiao Yu sniffed and looked at her phone. It was already past three in the morning. She sat alone in the dark room for a while, feeling no sleep at all, and was about to go to the training room downstairs to play a few games. Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she saw a figure leaning on the wall next to the door. Qiao Yu opened the corridor by pressing the button. Turning on the lamp, I found Fu Yanqing in a coat.
There was a lingering tiredness on Fu Yanqing's brows, and his eyes were half-squinted, a little uncomfortable with the light.
Qiao Yu was stunned and wanted to ask, "Why are you here?" She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
When Fu Yanqing saw Qiao Yu coming out safe and sound, she seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her shoulders and neck relaxed. She lowered her head, tentatively hooked one of Qiao Yu's fingers, and asked softly, "Don't you want me again?"
Qiao Yu felt that her heart was about to be broken into pieces. She had no choice but to stand there helplessly.
Fu Yanqing didn't know how long he stood at her door. He was only wearing a thin coat, his face was not good, and he was terribly wronged. Qiao Yu still couldn't bear it, so she took her to her room, went down and brought her a glass of hot water.
The two of them were also strange. They didn't sit on the sofa or bench, instead of sitting face to face on the carpet. Fu Yanqing took the cup and put it on the table aside. He held Qiao Yu's hands and forced her to face him, but her tone was very soft: "Qiao Yu." Joe, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to say it, I will always be with you, I promise.”
Qiao Yu's mind always couldn't move at night because she often had nightmares one after another. Being emotionally dull was a kind of self-protection. She didn't know why at this moment, facing Fu Yanqing, she started to shed tears without warning.
never mind. Qiao Yu thought, pity is also pity, and affection is also love. As long as Fu Yanqing is here for one day, she can live for one day.
Fu Yanqing was shocked. He had never seen anyone shed tears while showing no expression on his face. He quickly took Qiao Yu into his arms and said his coaxing trick: "Qiao Qiao, be good, don't cry anymore." , I’ll give you a blowjob if you feel uncomfortable?”
In her more than 20 years of life, Qiao Yu has never had a moment of joy. Her world is like a snowy wasteland with dormant beasts everywhere. She walks alone, not knowing where the end is.
Fortunately, Fu Yanqing had a small wooden house, which was not big but had a warm fireplace and was willing to give her a cup of hot tea.
Qiao Yu lay on Fu Yanqing's shoulder and finally cried happily.
After a while, when Qiao Yu calmed down, Fu Yanqing wiped her tears, put his forehead against hers, and said softly: "Your aunt's matter is my fault. I should have told you early in the morning, but you don't have to worry about it, I will handle it." ,I promise Handle it well. Qiao Qiao, there is no other person I like so much in my life. Just treat me as if you feel sorry for me, and we will be fine in the future, okay?" Qiao Yu nodded and said nothing, just staring at Fu Yanqing. lips.
Fu Yanqing is still saying: "If anything happens in the future, if you are unhappy, if I do something bad that makes you angry, you must tell me immediately. If anyone else makes you angry, you must tell me, and if you go out, you must report it to me." Be prepared, tell me when you go to find Shen Rong, and I will pick him up.”
Qiao Yu nodded obediently and stared at Fu Yanqing's lips, thinking that she talked a lot.
Seeing that she was not paying attention at all, Fu Yanqing rubbed Qiao Yu's head hard: "Did you hear that?"
Without any warning, Qiao Yu kissed Fu Yanqing, her eyes slowly moving from her lips to the tip of her nose, and then to her eyes: "Do we still need to report our itinerary to our teammates?"
Fu Yanqing also looked at her: "Of course not between teammates."
Qiao Yu: "What's the use of it?"
It seems that the two people have asked this question once before. That time Fu Yanqing's answer was "one of our own", this time Fu Yanqing answered: "girlfriend."
Qiao Yu: "Who is your girlfriend?"
Fu Yanqing: "You are, you are my girlfriend."
Qiao Yu was like a naive child: "Then who am I?"
Fu Yanqing sighed and coaxed: "Qiao Qiao, Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu is Fu Yanqing's girlfriend."
Qiao Yu grabbed her collar and kissed her. Fu Yanqing was happy to accept it, letting Qiao Yu lick and bite her randomly, and then clasped Qiao Yu's head and slowly deepened her kiss.
Qiao Yu's breathing became more and more erratic, and she felt like she was about to drown in Fu Yanqing's arms. It took her a long time to let go. She looked at Fu Yanqing and had the urge to shed tears. Her voice was slightly choked: "I thought I was going to die." In the rain..."
Fortunately, I died in your eyes.
Fu Yanqing's breathing was also a little unsteady. She used her left hand to hold Qiao Yu to her body, raised her head and kissed Qiao Yu's chin, then slowly moved her lips to her neck, and finally bit Qiao Yu's earlobe, stroking it with one hand. Climbing onto Qiao Yu's lap, she chuckled.
Fu Yanqing: "Baby, what is immortality? If you don't want to die, how do you know that you are no longer attached to the world?"
Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, not really understanding, but she was immediately speechless.
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In the afternoon of the next day, Yu Yan came down from upstairs half-dead as usual, went to the kitchen to find food for her aunt, got on the machine to live broadcast, activated her fifth personality, played two games and was so angry by passers-by teammates that her liver ached, and then turned to look at Qiao Do you have time to double queue with her?
Qiao Yu was full of energy and smiling: "Would you like to double queue together?"
Yu Yan felt that Qiao Yu was smiling very strangely. She was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Chanyue. Then she turned back and found that Qiao Yu was still looking at her with a smile on her face.
Yu Yan: "...Qiaoqiao, are you finally crazy?"
Zhang Chanyue's head stretched out from behind Yu Yan, and Qiao Yu immediately offered it with a smile on her face: "Chanyue, do you want a double row?"
Zhang Chanyue was frightened for a while and silently stretched her head back.
On the other side, Bai Zang also looked at Qiao Yu. When Qiao Yu noticed it and was about to speak out, Bai Zang raised his hand and declined: "I'll arrange it with my girlfriend."
Qiao Yu felt regretful for a moment. When she heard that someone was arranging with someone else's girlfriend, she also wanted to arrange with her own girlfriend. Unfortunately, her girlfriend was an iron-blooded supervisor... a very good iron-blooded supervisor.
Qiao Yu couldn't help but glance at Fu Yanqing. Unexpectedly, Fu Yanqing was looking at her with a smile. She didn't know how long she had been looking at her, but now she immediately gave him a wink: "I'm also fighting for survival, why don't you join me in the queue?"
Qiao Yu looked at Fu Yanqing's fingers holding the phone. She had never thought that Fu Yanqing's fingers were so long.
Qiao Yu coughed lightly: "Okay... I'll do the live broadcast for a while."
(End of chapter)
The author says: "Self-esteem often... takes twists and turns" is the lyrics.
Ouch, ah, ah, do it for me! Make it big and special! ! I want to write! ! As soon as I started writing, I became so cruel that I lost my temper and died!