Conquest on the tip of the tongue[GL]

What Shen Qinghe thought was also what Shen Jiangnian thought.

It's just that this time point is really inappropriate.Shen Jiangnian hugged Shen Qinghe tightly with both arms, and Shen Qinghe's body was almost lying on top of her.

Shen Jiangnian restrained herself, took a deep breath and tremblingly said: "Sir, if you just want... I can give it to you; but if you have complicated thoughts and want to vent, let's not do it today, okay? "Shen Jiangnian didn't believe that Shen Qinghe was completely indifferent to Shen Entai's death, but the perennial restraint and self-control made Shen Qinghe show indifference and meaninglessness.

The deepest pain is not crying bitterly, but not being able to cry, only self-repression.

Shen Qing's hot breath fell on Shen Jiangnian's ear, and he didn't speak or move for a while.

Shen Jiangnian raised her hand to caress Shen Qinghe's back, soothing Shen Qinghe with silent movements.

After a long time, Shen Qinghe's body slid down from Shen Jiangnian's body, and her breathing became much more stable. Shen Jiangnian hugged her from behind, "Sleep, sir, the sky will always be bright."

Shen Jiangnian also suffers from insomnia, but she seldom sleeps through the night. Recently, she has been tossing around in Shenzhen and has poor sleep. At this moment, she is holding her sweetheart, but she has enough energy to spare.

She agreed not to sleep with Shen Qingxi, but in the end she still fell into a drowsy sleep.

Shen Qinghe heard the muffled breathing, she turned around slowly, and Shen Jiangnian was sleeping soundly.

Shen Qinghe stared intently at Shen Jiangnian's sleeping face, leaned over, kissed his forehead, and Shen Qinghe sat up.

Shen Entai died, she should be happy.

However, the heart is heavy.

It's as if someone put a boulder on the tip of my heart, and then put another boulder... It's as if even the breath is falling down.

Shen Qinghe's chest was too stuffy, so she got up and went to the balcony.Little Yuanbao was disturbed, and she meowed in protest, Shen Qinghe picked it up, held it in her arms and rubbed its little head.After a while, Xiao Yuanbao fell asleep snoring in her arms.

Shen Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, and put the little guy in the nest. She got up and opened the window, and the cool air rushed towards her face, making Shen Qinghe's heart feel light for a moment, and then it fell down like a fatal blow.

If there really is a hell, will Shen Entai meet his dead mother?

Some people say that people who commit suicide are lonely ghosts, and they are not eligible to be reincarnated unless she catches a scapegoat.

If so, how many years has mother been a lonely soul?If a lonely soul could wander around, why did I only see her when I was a child, but never saw her again when I grew up?I have never even met him in the cemetery.

Is mother afraid to see her?

Shen Qinghe opened the window, her arms rested on the countertop, and her cheek rested on it.

Tired of standing, she sat on the recliner.

Tired of sitting, she lay down on the deck chair.

Through the bright window, Shen Qinghe saw the deep night in Beijing.

There is no starlight, there is a faint haze, and a dark blue sky can be vaguely seen.

When the night wind blows occasionally, the burning sensation in Shen Qinghe's heart seems to decrease a lot.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen Shen Entai for too long, the face in Shen Qinghe's mind still stays in the past for many years, and now it has faded to a blur.

Although her mother passed away early, because that memory was too shocking, Shen Qinghe was even more impressed with her mother's appearance.

However, the memories were not good. Her mother was lying peacefully beside her with a smile on her lips. She naively thought that her mother had a sweet dream.

I hope that when my mother died, she was having a beautiful dream, otherwise she would never have a truly happy time in her life.

Shen Qinghe didn't know until she grew up that her mother's illness was depression, but it was not recognized by people at that time. Until now, some people still say, depression?Isn't that just a hypocritical disease of having nothing to do when you are full?

Shen Qinghe didn't know whether she had inherited her mother's genes, and the subsequent blows made her repeat the same mistakes.

However, the seeds of hatred prevented her from choosing to be cowardly. She once tried to kill Shen Entai, but ended in failure.

Until today, Shen Entai died suddenly, and the tree of deep hatred buried by Shen Qingxi blossomed and bore fruit. The harvest season should be joyous.

Shen Qinghe closed her eyes and fell into a light sleep, thinking wildly. In her dream, she was standing by the Youyou River by herself, with green grass, singing birds and fragrant flowers. It was really beautiful.

It's just that the little Shen Qinghe couldn't appreciate all this, a small river separated her from her mother.

The mother was on the other side of the river, smiling brightly, raising her hand and waving what she was saying, the little Shen Qinghe couldn't hear clearly, she shouted loudly, but couldn't hear her own voice.

The river was bottomless, the little Shen Qinghe wanted to go there but dared not, she sat on the grass, her little feet tried to get a little water, it was cold.

Sitting on the bank, the water was up to her ankles, and she still couldn't touch the bottom.The little Shen Qinghe lay down, her small body slid down, and the cool water reached her thighs, but it still didn't bottom out.

Little Shen Qinghe was frightened, she quickly climbed up, fearing that she would fall into it.

Mom was still opposite, not smiling, she kept waving her hands, as if telling her: Go back!go back!

"Mom, I miss you so much!" The little Shen Qinghe shouted, but there was no sound at all. Seeing that her mother's face turned cold, the little Shen Qinghe could only stand up, and the water rolled down her wet trouser legs. Looking back three times, the mother kept a straight face, and the little Shen Qinghe lowered her head and wiped her tears as she walked forward.

There was a sudden splash behind her, and the little Shen Qinghe saw her father jumping into the water from her side, and the water submerged her father's waist.

"Dad! Dad!" The little Shen Qinghe ran forward against the wind, she wanted to say, Dad take me with me, I want to find my mother too!

But Dad just walked forward by himself, and little Shen Qinghe ran away in a hurry, and fell to the ground with a plop, she was so painful that she cried loudly.

No one paid attention to her, no one hugged her, no one asked her if it hurt.

When little Shen Qinghe got up, his father had already landed, he hugged his mother tightly, and her mother laughed happily again, as if she had completely forgotten about her.

After embracing each other, father took mother's hand and walked forward, getting farther and farther away from her. Shen Qinghe was crying but couldn't hear his own crying at all.

Mom and Dad, why don't you want me anymore?I'm very good!

Little Shen Qinghe doesn't care about anything, she wants her parents, she doesn't want to be alone.

With a splash, the little Shen Qinghe jumped into the water before realizing that she couldn't swim.

She wanted to call for help but couldn't at all. There was water pouring into her ears and mouth, and she struggled desperately but to no avail.

Mom and Dad, I am no longer a burden to you when I am dead.The little Shen Qinghe suddenly gave up struggling, and soon she felt that it was dark, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, and she was so tired from crying, she really wanted to sleep.

I don't know how long it took, the little Shen Qinghe felt her body being arched, and there was a wet heat on her cheeks, something was licking her.

Vomit~ Someone stepped on her chest, her breathing was stuffy, she wanted to take a big breath, she wanted to speak loudly.

While struggling, she felt that she opened her eyes suddenly, and there was a lion in front of her.

The little Shen Qinghe was so frightened that she wanted to run, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand up, the lion bit her underwear at the back and walked forward.

The little Shen Qinghe only felt her body shaking so disgustingly, she struggled violently and waved her hands... There was a snap, followed by a scream, "Ah~"

Shen Qinghe woke up, with tears all over her cheeks, Shen Jiangnian raised her hand to cover her face, looking at her with flushed eyes, and said aggrievedly, "Dreams are like beating people."

Shen Qinghe stared blankly at Shen Jiangnian, the dream just now was still clear, absurd but so real.

"Hold~" Shen Qinghe choked up and uttered a word, Shen Jiangnian leaned over to hug Shen Qinghe, and whispered softly: "It's all a dream, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Dreams are all dreams, Shen Qinghe took a big breath, she felt like she was alive.

Before dawn, Shen Jiangnian took Shen Qinghe's hand, "If you want to sleep here, you can't open the window, what if it gets cold?" Shen Jiangnian scratched Shen Qinghe's tall nose bridge.

Shen Qinghe was lying on the recliner, holding Shen Jiangnian's hand, and staring at her intently.

In the night, Shen Jiangnian's cheeks were flushed, "Your eyes are so magical, it makes me feel so shy."

Shen Qinghe hugged Shen Jiangnian again, my redeemer, mine, mine.

Shen Qinghe followed Shen Jiangnian back to the bedroom and lay down well. Shen Jiangnian really couldn't fall asleep this time. Just now, Shen Qinghe seemed to be having a nightmare, tears streaming down silently but there was no cry, Shen Jiangnian Nian couldn't wake up no matter how she called, she was frightened to death.

"Qinghe~"

"En~"

"Have you seen the movie "Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng"?"

"No."

"I'll show you tomorrow, okay?"

"kindness."

In the early morning, both Shen Qinghe and Shen Jiangnian's eyes were swollen into walnuts. On the breakfast table, Li Qian held an empty porridge bowl and shouted, "Mom, porridge is so delicious! I want to eat it!"

Lu Manyun came out of the kitchen, "Bring me a bowl, and Mom will serve it for you."

"Do you want more?" Li Qian asked excitedly.

"Do you want more?" Shen Jiangnian asked Shen Qinghe, Shen Qinghe shook his head, Shen Jiangnian handed out his own bowl, "Give me some."

Shen Jiangnian gave Shen Qingxi a little, and neither of them ate much.

After the meal, Shen Jiangnian took Shen Qinghe to the study, "Let's watch a movie."

Shen Jiangnian dug out the discs in his home collection, and the two of them sat at the desk and watched a movie together.

Zhang Junbao's mistaken belief in his brother Tianbao caused countless deaths and injuries, and he condemned himself extremely in his heart, which caused Zhang Junbao to have nightmares every night, and finally fell into a state of madness.

"Let go of the burden and run towards a new life." On the screen, Zhang Junbao repeated these words over and over again.

Shen Jiangnian took Shen Qinghe's hand and squeezed it. Shen Qinghe looked at her steadily with deep eyes.

"The past is just an embellishment of life, not a burden." Shen Jiang said in a young voice: "Let go of the past, forgive the past, not forgiving others, but forgiving yourself. I know it's difficult, but I will always be with you " Shen Jiangnian pulled him into his arms and hugged him, and said softly: "I like you no matter what, so in front of me, be yourself completely."

Shen Jiangnian took a deep breath, kissed Shen Qinghe's ear, and blamed herself: "I was a bastard in the past, lost myself because of loving you, and messed up because of impatience. I swore my so-called love in my domineering way, completely I don't care about your feelings, your good intentions, in my opinion, it is not honest, it is a malicious concealment, so I don't believe you, I blame you, I would rather hear about you who is not true from others than I want to believe what you see with your own eyes."

Shen Jiangnian's words choked up, "Obviously you are so kind to me, and you can clearly feel that you put me on the tip of your heart and love me, but I just don't believe it's true. Every time I think about it now, I regret it. If I could believe you , you don't have to try your best to hint to me over and over again that you are involuntary, you are helpless..." Shen Jiangnian's tears fell, "Obviously believe that it can be solved, don't blame me..."

"Silly girl~" Shen Qinghe hugged Shen Jiangnian, and whispered softly: "How could you blame me?"

"Woo~"

"You did a great job."

"really?"

"Yes." Shen Qinghe held Shen Jiangnian's cheeks, kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his mouth was filled with bitterness, "You are my little warrior, my redeemer, you are very good, I am not good enough, I I've always felt that I'm not good enough~ah~" Shen Qinghe's slender waist was pinched, Shen Qinghe said bitterly, "You abused me."

"You are not allowed to speak ill of Shen Qinghe."

Shen Qinghe chuckled lightly, and pulled Shen Jiangnian into her arms, "I don't know how many good deeds I did in my previous life to make such a treasure like you possible."

Shen Jiangnian laughed through tears, his mouth was as sweet as honey.

However, the sweetness was broken by a sudden call from the Public Security Bureau.