In the dark night, Li Haojun ended his business trip, took a plane and then a taxi to rush home. He did not tell Qin Wenjing in advance that he was back because it was too late, but he could not suppress his eagerness to return.
Taking advantage of the tranquility of the night, Li Haojun got out of the car and walked into the courtyard. The roses at the foot of the porch were blooming luxuriantly after the sunshine and rain of midsummer, and the soft breeze in the middle of the night brought a faint fragrance. But this prosperity and fragrance added a touch of desolation to Li Haojun's heart, which reminded him of the time he had missed. "Is the mistress of the house still there? Is she still waiting peacefully, just like the day I left."
For some reason, Qin Wenjing's companionship with Li Haojun is as important to him as his own life. She seems to be another part of his body that cannot be separated, and even more attached to him than himself, and he is always afraid of losing her.
Walking into the living room, the familiar living room furnishings and atmosphere, many of her figures and memories have happened in this room. In front of her was her bedroom, the door was ajar. Li Haojun pushed the door open with trepidation and eagerness. On the bed, she saw her familiar figure, and finally put down his hanging heart.
She changed to a thicker quilt, lying flat on the bed, her face tilted to one side, her hair half covering her cheek. Li Haojun took off his coat and lay beside her sideways. Looking at her cheek in the night of the living room, he felt so familiar, and her breath was smooth and even. Li Haojun wanted to tell her that he was home and was with her, but he couldn't disturb her sleep, so he had to gently rest his head on the same pillow as her, put his left hand around her waist, and put his arm on her hip. Bury your face in her hair, breathe her breath, and savor the dark night time with her.
It seems that Li Haojun is a nostalgic person. Since he woke up from amnesia, he has had so many good memories in this room and with the hostess here. From the bedroom to the living room, the kitchen, there are her figures, from the courtyard, the corridor, to the riverside in the mountains, there are also her company. And this is just a matter of the past few months. How many years before that, how much attachment had there been? Isn't it like the current mood doubled.
When he opened his eyes again, his vision was blocked, and he had no idea where he was, what position he was in, and what posture he was in. Li Haojun tried to wake himself up, recover his limbs and adjust his posture.
At this time, he noticed her breath and raised his head. It turned out that it was Qin Wenjing who held his head in his arms. She was looking down at him, her hair covering her cheeks, but it couldn't cover the smile in her eyes and mouth.
Looking into her eyes, Li Haojun also smiled and said softly,
"I'm back."
"Yeah,"
As he said that, Li Haojun gently hugged her waist, and they met again, feeling the warmth and softness of her skin, and the entanglement and entanglement of her eyes.
"Missed me?" Tan Wenjing's slightly low voice, "Yeah," Li Haojun responded, climbed up, hugged Tan Wenjing tightly, and whispered in her ear, "I miss you," Breathing her hair, the smell of her skin, her flesh and blood body and the soul it carries are so intimate. Li Haojun couldn't help but hug her waist and back with his arms. The weight of the two people pushed away the pillow behind Tan Wenjing, and the tight arms and Li Haojun's weight bound her body position. Li Haojun's hips just separated her legs, and naturally, Li Haojun gently sought to enter her body. The core of the flower is moist, and the embrace of love is warm. As Li Haojun kissed and went deeper, Tan Wenjing closed her eyes, turned her head to one side, and concentrated, using only physical contact to communicate with him the longing and waiting of these days, perhaps these years, or in the reincarnation of life after life, the longing and waiting. Happy times are always so simple, with two people who care about each other. In the morning sunshine on a rest day, two figures running and jumping in the fields. The sun is rising, the morning dew wets the shoes and trouser legs, and the fresh air is refreshing. Tired of running and jumping like children, the two strolled down, and Qin Wenjing asked, "How was the business trip this time? Didn't that Lily fascinate you?" After saying that, she looked at Li Haojun with a smile, "She seems to know something about you, don't you know her?" "No," "Oh, maybe she learned about you from other channels." "Is the work going well? Is there anything special?" "Hehe, this order should be a military mission," "What's the matter?" "It's a very remote place in the desert. The people who participated in the training are young people of similar age, and the proportion of men is very large." "Oh," "I will train them during the day, and then Lily will drive me to a small town not far away to eat and rest. That town is quite special. It is a community built according to the "anti-bloodsucking fairness concept." According to personal behavior patterns, people of the same type are divided into The result is that the communities where kind people live are peaceful every day, while the communities where mean and aggressive people live are full of disputes, quarrels, fights, and property damage. You can see them from a distance every day. When the disputes are serious enough that someone’s account is cancelled, new people of the same kind will be sent to the community. This is indeed fairer to others, but isn’t it a bit extreme. "Diversity," "What?" Li Haojun didn't understand, "Social forms practice diversity. There have been relevant sociological studies on the distance that love can spread in society. If there are too many selfish people in this society, or people with neutral social interaction friendliness, they will become the most popular in society. The love trap, friendly social interaction will not be passed on to selfish people. And those neutral people may also turn negative due to lack of social care. Therefore, in the subsequent social practice, in order to develop the overall society in a good direction, the social participants marked as love traps will be isolated. Of course, the proportion and scale of social practice in different regions are different. "Oh, you told me before that those kind people who don't hurt others live very well. Do they also have their own exclusive communities?" "No," Qin Wenjing deliberately denied Li Haojun in a playful tone, "Then how do they live well?" "Most of them Many people volunteered to be the seeds of love and spread in the society. Only those who were hurt would return to their communities to heal themselves. "Oh, then are we?" As soon as he asked, Li Haojun thought about it and realized that he didn't have much social interaction, so he must not be, so he laughed at himself, "Forget it, we don't have much social contribution except work." Qin Wenjing laughed and looked at Li Haojun. When they met, Li Haojun became energetic again and grabbed Qin Wenjing's arm and said, "Hey, who said I'm not a seed of love? I can also sow the seeds of love," and then he smiled at Qin Wenjing ghostly, twisted her and walked towards home. At this time, Qin Wenjing also understood, and said no with her mouth, but her body was very obedient. Returning to the family courtyard with the beloved, the banana trees in the corner, the roses in the shade, and the roses under the porch, everything is so familiar. The golden time of the morning passed quickly, but this time Li Haojun did not feel the emptiness and loss brought by the passing of time, because he was holding his lover's hand tightly.
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