Chapter 29 Your lips are so hot
When Lin Mochen came back from pouring water, he saw Xu Jiayu sitting on the sofa with his head down, pulling his collar and giggling.
Suddenly she looked up unsteadily, squinting her eyes half-squinted. She was startled when she saw Lin Mochen, and then smiled vaguely, "Lin...Lin Mochen, my throat is so dry."
"Ha! Dry throat? Why didn't you think of it when you were drunk?"
"My head feels dizzy..."
Lin Mochen sighed and put the honey water on the coffee table, "Drink some honey water first. Wine is a stimulating drink. Drinking a lot of it may promote the discharge of water from the body, which may lead to..."
Halfway through, he noticed that the woman in front of him was staring blankly at the glass of honey water and crying.
At first it was just a small sob, and then the whole body shook violently with the cry.
"Shameless!"
"Liar!"
"What's wrong with you?"
Lin Mochen stepped forward to help Xu Jiayu up, only to find that she was gritting her teeth and her eyes were filled with tears.
"Why are you so mean? If you want to die, just die! I have tried hard to draw a clear line with you for ten years! Why are you still contacting me? Forcing me to say such cruel words?"
She kept shaking her head, cold tears falling on the back of Lin Mochen's hands and cheeks.
"You are dead... free, what about me?"
She slowly closed her eyes, but her eyes couldn't stop trembling.
"You want me to remember you with a guilty heart for the rest of my life, right? Xu Boyuan, you are really despicable."
Xu Jiayu's voice suddenly became light and airy, and when he said the word "despicable", he smiled.
Lin Mochen looked sideways, was it because of Uncle Xu's death that it was so painful?
What on earth did she say to make her feel so guilty?
In my memory, Uncle Xu doted on Xu Jiayu very much, and he was simply a standard daughter slave. What happened to the Xu family that kept her from returning home for ten years? Aunt Meng didn’t ask too? How painful would it be for a character like Xu Jiayu to work alone in a foreign land for ten years?
After saying that, she suddenly stopped crying. She just raised her head and leaned on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze. However, a large area of the sofa pillow was soaked with tears.
"Stop crying, come on, wipe your face."
Lin Mochen handed the hot towel to the woman.
Xu Jiayu slowly turned her head when she heard the voice, and smiled again when she saw Lin Mochen. She stretched out her hand in Lin Mochen's direction.
"Plop", the hot towel fell, but Lin Mochen's neck suddenly tightened, and the aroma of wine sprayed by the woman spread on his chin and went straight into his nose.
Xu Jiayu actually grabbed his tie and pulled him in front of her.
He didn't know where she got such strength. He used his arms to support the armrests of the sofa to avoid being pulled down by the sudden attack. The woman below him was tilting her head and looking at him.
Xu Jiayu's cheeks were red, and his broken hair slightly covered his half-open eyes. His bright eyes in the past seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.
"Xu Jiayu, what do you want to do?"
Lin Mochen frowned in discomfort, his tone was impatient, and he wanted to get rid of such an ambiguous posture quickly.
Before he finished speaking, his neck felt tight again, and the woman's mist-filled eyes were so close that he could almost clearly see the fine layer of down on the woman's cheeks.
And the next second, his forehead suddenly felt hot, and Xu Jiayu's warm skin touched his forehead, giggling.
"It's really you, Lin Mochen, I thought I was dreaming..."
The woman's voice lost its usual strength, and even had a hint of coquettishness, as docile as a good cat.
Lin Mochen's heart trembled, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the armrest.
At this moment, Xu Jiayu suddenly straightened up, opened the distance between the two, and then touched his lips with some cold fingers. "Hmm... it's hot."
The cold finger traced his lips, and then touched her own lips.
"Your lips are obviously hot, why can you say such cold words?" After saying this, she took the man's arm and crawled into his arms again and again with a red face and a drunken look.
The man frowned and instinctively raised his hand to pull away the drunken and crazy woman.
"Xu Jiayu, see clearly who I am! Do you know what you are doing?"
"Lin Mochen, fortunately I have you..."
Suddenly, the man's sharp-jointed hand stopped in mid-air, and he lowered his head in disbelief. However, the woman who was so strong just now seemed to have been drained of all her strength in an instant, and she fell down uncontrollably.
Lin Mochen subconsciously held the woman, and when a soft touch came, he realized that the woman's waist was actually between his palms. His eyelids trembled involuntarily, and he let go of his hand almost instantly.
After a muffled groan, Xu Jiayu fell to the ground, his brows furrowed slightly, and there were still wet tears on his face.
He breathed a long sigh of relief, but his fingers tightened unconsciously, and he could barely control himself from recalling the soft and warm touch under his palm.
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"Xu Jiayu."
His Adam's apple rolled twice and he called out the woman's name, as if he was waking up the woman on the ground and reminding himself of his identity as a woman.
Xu Jiayu remained motionless, staring at her sleeping face without saying a word, and finally sighed and left.
There was silence in the living room. Lin Mochen was lying on the bed, but he was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. His heart couldn't help but beat wildly. He kept telling himself not to think about Xu Jiayu anymore, but when he turned over, Xu Jiayu's lightly frowned brow, and that The aroma of wine with the scent of strawberry seemed to be blowing continuously in his ears, and he could even feel the hot temperature.
Lin Mochen threw off the quilt, rushed out of the room, then ran back to the room like crazy and locked the door.
But this time, he didn't lose sleep.
In a daze, the newly replaced red plastic track on the playground and the electric fan dangling overhead came into my mind along with the humid and sultry atmosphere of early summer.
Time seemed to go back to that day in the second grade of junior high school in an instant.
The sun was shining brightly in the afternoon, but when the second period of class was about to end, the sun had been covered by dark clouds that were gradually accumulating, and the whole sky was gloomy.
"Xu Jiayu! Xu Jiayu!"
A male student from the next class was lying at the front door of the classroom, "Xu Jiayu, your class teacher asked you to go to the office!"
"Now?" Xu Jiayu put down his pen, took Lin Mochen's arm and looked at his watch, "It's almost time for class, what did Teacher Zhu call me for?"
At that time, Xu Jiayu was the art committee member of the class. Every time there was an activity, the class teacher would call him to the office to discuss the activity plan.
"The final exam is coming soon, maybe there are arrangements!"
"Then I didn't see Teacher Zhu calling Feng Yang? I'm going alone if the organizing committee doesn't go?" Xu Jiayu pouted and muttered in a low voice.
"Anyway, the next period is self-study. If you can't come back for a while, just shake me and I will write the test paper for you." Lin Mochen said casually.
Xu Jiayu smiled sweetly, "Okay."
At the beginning of the millennium, PHS became popular throughout the city. Lin's parents bought it for Lin Mochen in order to facilitate contact with their son. Xu Jiayu saw that Lin Mochen had a PHS and clamored for it. Xu Boyuan, as his daughter's slave, naturally fulfilled his daughter's wish.
So "shaking" became a secret code between the two.
Halfway through the self-study course, the PHS phone did not ring, and Xu Jiayu did not come back. Lin Mochen filled in Xu Jiayu's name on the test paper in his hand with ease. When he was about to change the paper, the mathematics teacher walked up to him and knocked on the desk.
"Lin Mochen, your teacher Zhu asked you to go to the office."
Xu Jiayu didn't come back after being away for so long. Teacher Zhu came to call him again. Could it be that something happened to Xu Jiayu?
The young man didn't have time to think too much, he quickened his pace and rushed to the office quickly.
(End of chapter)