Incurable

"You two are going to have lunch together?" Lin Wei's face was greasy and shiny, and the whites were red. After she finished speaking, she concluded: "Then you are living together if you round it up!"

As soon as Mu Wan came out of Liu Qianxiu's house, she was called by Lin Wei to her home. She invited the beautician from the beauty salon to come and do facial treatments for Mu Wan.

Mu Wan was lying on another recliner with a mask on his face. She hasn't rested since she was filming at four in the morning, and she is a little sleepy. But the drowsiness she had just gathered was dispelled by Lin Wei's rounding. She glanced at Lin Wei and said, "Cohabitation should wait until I live in his house."

And even if she sleeps in his house, there may not be any real progress. When she was in Wencheng, she stayed in Liu Qianxiu's room for two nights, but if Liu Qianxiu was a bit interesting to her, nothing happened. But Mu Wan didn't say this sentence because she felt a little embarrassed.

"I have lunch and dinner together. Isn't it a matter of sleeping at his house sooner or later?" Lin Wei was slapped in her face, her tone of voice was bound to win, "Boil the frog in warm water, just like this little by little Liu Shangxian will be brought down. ."

The sound of the beautician slapped her face was particularly hypnotic, and Mu Wan went over again in a daze, she muttered, "It is said that she is a god, and gods are not so easy to go down."

"I don't think you are offensive enough." Lin Wei turned around, looked at Mu Wan sideways, and gave her an idea. "Next time you ask to live in his house, you will live together first. After all, under the same roof, you will get the moon first."

"I slept under his eyelids last time." Mu Wan glanced at Lin Wei, "Moreover, he is a person who pays much attention to personal space. I don't want to disturb him too much."

Liu Qianxiu's home furnishings are very simple, everything is singular, only enough for his own use. The second bedroom is exquisitely decorated, but there is no trace of anyone living in it, which shows that he never lets anyone stay overnight.

"Are you thinking about him that way?" Lin Wei rolled her eyes. She was washed in the shower last time, but Mu Wan came to shoot the door and drove away the fitness coach she had appointed.

"Of course." Mu Wan grinned, "My man, I want to spoil him."

Lin Wei: "..."

After making the face, the beautician left, and the two put their faces in the mirror, and looked at the freshly made skin as if they were looking in a magic mirror. Mu Wan took a photo for a while, and poked her finger on her face, smooth and tender.

Lin Wei took her face away from the mirror and asked, "Do you want to eat hot pot tonight?"

Just made a face and can't eat things that are too heavy.

"I have to go home." Mu Wan said as he packed his things, "Are you going with you? Madam Wu just called and told me to make a small row."

The two were very close. Mu Wan would sometimes follow Lin Wei back to Jingcheng's home, while in Xiacheng, Wu Ma made home-cooked dishes and asked Mu Wan to call her over to eat.

Lin Wei licked her lips and sighed: "Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back if I go, so I have an appointment with the bartender brother at night."

Mu Wan: "Were you still a fitness coach last time?"

Lin Wei: "Recently, I like to eat little wolf dogs. Then you will know that young is capital, and the physical strength is amazing... How old is Liu Dao?"

Mu Wan: "..."

Taking a taxi from Lin Wei's home, on the way, the sky gradually overcast. Heavy clouds hung in the air, as if falling, depressing and dull, and the air was full of hot damp.

Mother Wu had already been waiting at home. She had the key to her house, but Mother Wu was still used to knocking on the door first. After confirming that Mu Wan was not at home, she would take the key to open the door.

The food was ready, and a table was set. There was no air conditioning in the living room. Mu Wan moved a floor fan and ate dinner. Mother Wu came over to cook for her, it was pure cooking, she never ate with her. Mu Wan was holding the bowl by herself, listening to the fan blowing, and Wu's old clichés, she was obviously full of life, but she always felt that something was missing.

Mother Wu was there again talking about finding her boyfriend, which reminded Mu Wan of the last time she joked that Mu Qing had found someone from the Shen family, so she would find someone from the Liu family to crush her.

Now she does like the Liu family, but her surname is just Liu, which has nothing to do with the Liu family. Moreover, she has not caught up with others yet.

Thinking of this, the small rows in the bowl are a bit tasteless.

Liu Qianxiu said that he would have dinner with his family. How many people are there in his family? Who are there? What are they doing?

The small ribs are full of gravy, and Mu Wan knows nothing about Liu Qianxiu.

Next to Mother Wu, who was nagging about her boyfriend, saw that Mu Wan was lacking in interest, she changed the subject and asked, "Your mother's ten-year bogey, do you want to be with the Mu family?"

When talking about her mother's ten-year death, Mu Wan's thoughts withdrawn, her expression remained unchanged, and she bit her bones and said: "No, they sacrificed them, and I sacrificed mine."

After she moved out of Mu's house, the sacrifices were all divided. Even before moving out, they were divided. After his mother's five years of death, the Mu family rarely went to sacrifice alone. This was the tenth anniversary of death, and the Mu family wanted to manage it for their face.

"Last time Mu Qing said that you two made a movie together." Wu Ma hesitated for a while and opened her mouth.

Mu Wan looked up at Wu Ma, clipped a piece of lotus root, and asked, "Well, what's the matter?"

"She said that you are from a science class and you can't always perform this kind of play. If you don't have a play, you can go to her." Wu Ma said that, and glanced at Mu Wan's expression.

"She wants me to beg her." Mu Wan lowered his eyes and bit the lotus root slices, and smiled softly.

Mu Qing has always been inferior to her. Since she was a child, she has had an inferiority complex in front of her, and she is pretending to be calm and gentle. In fact, the secret is showing her boyfriend, showing resources, and showing the villa. Seeing that she ignored her, she took the initiative to attack. The purpose is nothing more than to make her bow her head and satisfy her vanity.

After cultivating a layer of the skin of everybody's lady, the inside is still the careful thought of the small people in the market, and her mother Yanmei is so hard to cultivate.

Ma Wu is a helper of the Mu family and has always lived in the Mu family. After Mu Wan had dinner, she took her to the gate of the community and gave her a taxi. The car sprinted away and soon reached the west of the city.

There are many old-fashioned buildings in Xiacheng in the west of the city, all of which are large mansions with blue tiles and white walls. Xiacheng has developed rapidly, but the focus of development has never been to the west. This area has never been broken, and there are many original residents of Xiacheng.

The Mu's house is a separate compound. The main hall is entered by the main entrance, and there is a small garden behind the main hall. On both sides of the small garden, there are two small courtyards.

When Ma Wu went back, she met Mu Qing when she was out. She was wearing a navy blue cheongsam and took an oil-paper umbrella. Shen Cheng, who followed by her, was wearing a long shirt with a Tsing Yi. The two were going to participate in a party with the theme of the Republic of China.

Seeing the two, Wu Ma lowered her head and called out: "Miss, Mr. Shen."

She was small, and Shen Cheng didn't see it at first. After hearing her greeting, she nodded politely. It was Mu Qing, looking at what she was holding, smiled, and asked, "Is it too late to find Mu?"

After Mu Qing returned from studying abroad, he was much more kind than before. When Ma Wu heard her question, she didn't dare to say at first, after all, the Mu family had always kept secrets about Mu Wan. Every time she went to find Muwan, she only went when she was idle. Although the Mu's family has always known about this, it is estimated that she can't make a living with a helper, and she has been accustomed to doing things in the Mu's family for so many years, so she did not dismiss her because of this incident.

Seeing Ma Wu's lips moved and didn't dare to say it, Mu Qing simply asked, "Did you tell me what I asked you to tell her?"

"Say." Wu Ma answered without hesitation.

"What did she say?" Mu Qing's eyes gleamed. She has long legs. Although she is dressed dignified, she looks a little bit like asking questions.

Mother Wu said: "She said she is acting now."

"Really." Mu Qing seemed to have a sneer in his throat.

Wu Ma looked up at her, the latter had already got up and left.

Mu Wan did have a performance, such as today. She got up at five in the morning to film the film, and the lunch that she ate with the crew at noon was filmed until seven in the evening before she finished filming.

Today, the photography base seemed to be covered with a big urn, which was hot and humid. After the filming, Mu Wan changed his costume and walked out. After going out, I discovered that the entire Xiacheng was covered with a big urn.

The cloud that was overcast yesterday still hasn't risen today, and it is gathering more and more, and the black is pressed against the sky one by one, the thick clouds are rolling and airtight.

On such a day, just standing outside makes the mood irritable, and the passing pedestrians have no good expressions on their faces, and they all rush to the destination in a hurry.

Mu Wan was also damp and hot, and when she raised her hand to get a taxi, she called Liu Qianxiu. At 5:30 in the evening, Mu sent a text message to Liu Qianxiu saying that she would be late today, and Liu Qianxiu said that he happened to be working overtime today.

The call was quickly connected, and the man's voice was like a bamboo forest wind, with the cool smell of bamboo, splitting the heat from her body, and Mu Wan's eyes bent naturally.

"Are you still in the hospital?"

"No, on the way home." Liu Qianxiu replied.

"Then I will take a taxi directly to your house." Mu Wan didn't bother, raised his eyes and saw a taxi, quickly raised his hand to say hello, and ran to the taxi, "I got the taxi, let's not talk about it. ~"

Mu Wan hung up the phone and ran to the taxi. She felt like she was swimming in hot water just now. As soon as the car door opened, Mu Wan's skin tightened and she shivered.

"Master, go to Nanfeng Apartment."

The driver pressed the meter, looked at the dark clouds, and said, "Tonight is a typhoon, it will rain heavily."

Leaning on the car window, Mu Wan's body gradually cooled down, and she also looked up at the sky. Looking at it now, there are quite a few dark clouds over the city, and the waves look weird.

"Then I have to trouble you to hurry up, otherwise it rains on the road, I didn't bring an umbrella."

Nanfeng Apartment does not allow foreign vehicles to enter the community. The entrance of the community is still some distance away from Liu Qianxiu's home. If it really rains, she will have to run over to get drenched.

"Good." The driver stepped on the accelerator and left.

After seven o'clock in Xiacheng, the traffic jam rushed past, but it was quite smooth. But when the car drove, the wind blew fast, and when it was almost at the Nanfeng apartment, it started to rain. The raindrops that preceded the torrential rain were all very big, one by one they smashed on the ground like coins, and when they arrived at the apartment in Nanfeng, the ground was already half-wet.

Listening to the raindrops hitting the roof of the car, the driver glanced at Mu Wan behind him and said: "You can ask your family to come and pick them up. The raindrops are not small, and it hurts to hit it."

Mu Wan is beautiful and slender, and the driver will inevitably be a little bit pitiful.

She is not going home, nor can she bother others to pick her up. Mu Wan didn't explain to the driver. After handing him the money for the car, he smiled and said, "I was often beaten when I was young, so I'm not afraid of pain."

After speaking, Mu Wan thanked the driver and closed the door.

As soon as she got out of the car, Dou Da's raindrops hit her shoulders, her face and head, and her strength was indeed extraordinary. Mu Wan raised her hand to cover the rain and was about to run into the apartment building where Liu Qianxiu's house was located.

But when she was thinking of the route in her mind, and when she was about to rush in, she raised her eyes and saw a figure, and her heart beat.

The man is holding a black umbrella and standing tall and long at the gate of the community. His skin is cold and white, especially under the black umbrella. On his cold white face, brows were light, and his eyes were dark and translucent, like two clear ponds with no bottom.

He stood there, pure and indifferent, and excelling in the world.

There was no one at the gate of the community, the doorman’s room was lit, and there were shadows inside, and there was silence outside except for the sound of rain.

Mu Wan's heart seemed to be spread with a layer of soft yarn.

She raised her leg and ran over.

When he ran near, the man's eyebrows gradually became clear. He looked at her, carrying an off-white supermarket shopping bag in his hand, which was opaque, but Mu Wan could guess what was inside.

She ordered sweet and sour lotus roots this afternoon.

Mu Wan, like a duckweed, crashed into his umbrella, and a faint sandalwood rushed over his face. He protected her, and the rain could not hit her.

After the death of her mother, she did not remember how much rain she had been exposed to, and she couldn't get it during the meal today.

At such a short distance, Mu Wan's body got wet a little, and there were some raindrops on his delicate and white face. She smiled, raised her hand and wiped it to make herself look not embarrassed. After wiping, she looked up at him, her eyes shining brightly.

"Liu Qianxiu, are you waiting for me?"

Her voice is still sweet and her tone rises cheerfully, like rippling raindrops on the surface of the water.

Liu Qianxiu quietly looked at Mu Wan under the umbrella. The street light was on, and her shadow grew a little bit outside the umbrella. It was long and thin, like a cat's tail.

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu replied.

The two returned home holding an umbrella, Mu Wan was soaked in the rain, and he ran to the bathroom of the second bedroom to take a shower. After the shower, the heat on her body was steamed clean, and she walked out of the bedroom blushing, still wearing Liu Qianxiu's shirt. The shirt is long and big, she is petite, her legs are white, thin and long.

The sweet and sour lotus root made by Liu Qianxiu tastes good. Mu Wan was filming for a day today, but didn't have a good meal. He ate two bowls of rice for dinner. After eating, she took the three children to the living room.

As soon as I sat down, a flash of lightning broke the dark sky outside the window, illuminating the entire living room. The rain outside was pouring down.

"There will be a heavy rain tonight." Mu Wan said to Liu Qianxiu listening to the rolling thunder.

The three little ones in her arms were already terrified, and they kept drilling into her arms. Mu Wan wrapped them in his arms, and could feel the little guys trembling.

"They are so afraid of thunder." Mu Wan said, and heard a thunder outside again, and the three little ones shuddered again, and there was some rapid panic in their shouts.

Also, if it is too small, you will be afraid of thunder. She was also afraid when she was a child, but gradually became unafraid. Thunder is louder at best, and it won't really hit her. She doesn't need to be afraid.

Liu Qianxiu was sitting in front of him, a page of the book at hand was gently picked up by his fingers, he looked down at the three in Mu Wan's arms, and withdrew his gaze.

The thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, the wind and rain were swaying, and the inside of the window was quiet and peaceful, warm and comfortable.

Mu Wanshu stretched out her body, put her arms on the short table, and put her face on it. Mu Wan curled up in front of the table and gradually closed his eyes.

Liu Qianxiu has a very regular work and rest, and when the time comes, the difficulties gradually hit. Closing the book in his hand, Liu Qianxiu raised his eyes and looked next to Xiaoji.

The woman was asleep, and she could hear her well-proportioned long breath, her hands resting on her arms, her thick black hair covered the small half of her face, as if she was covering her face with a black veil.

Under the black gauze, slender eyebrows, raised eye corners, slightly curled eyelashes, and shiny red lips.

She slept very quietly, and there was a sense of laziness in the quiet, like a kitten playing enough, her body was tired and tired, after finding a comfortable shelter, she stretched her waist and slept there. .

The soft light and the woman's petite body opened up a shallow shadow in the living room.

She slept for a while, and had no time to take care of the three little ones who were afraid of thunder in her arms. The kitten yelled a few times and was not comforted, and quickly found another backing. They are now sleeping in Liu Qianxiu's arms.

Looking up at the time, it is already ten o'clock.

There was no lightning and thunder outside the window, but the rain was violent and showed no signs of fading.

Holding the three small animals in his arms, Liu Qianxiu got up and put them into the cat room. Putting down the kitten, Liu Qianxiu got out of the cat room and stood outside the aperture of the table lamp in the living room.

Under the lamp, the woman and the light, matched with the short table and a few books, are like a delicate painting. Her posture was uncomfortable, her thin back was a little slanted, and her shirt collar was wide open, revealing her thin shoulders. She didn't sit cross-legged, one leg stretched out from under the big shirt, slender and white.

Although she was uncomfortable, she showed no signs of waking up, and her breathing was still symmetrical and long.

Liu Qianxiu got up and walked into the painting.

When his left arm was wrapped around the woman's waist, Liu Qianxiu smelled the fragrance of freesia and a thin layer of sandalwood on her body. This was the smell of his shower gel and clothes.

He pursed his lips slightly, pressed hard with one hand, put his right arm under her knee socket, and lifted her from the ground.

She is very light, wearing a white shirt, like a white feather. When he picked her up, Feather moved twice, his little head was curled up in his arms, and his hands also grabbed his clothes.

There was even an unpleasant hum.

Her breathing was warm and caught in his arms.

Under the lamp, after Liu Qianxiu hugged her and got up, both of them escaped from the lamp light. In the dark shadow, the outline of the woman's facial features was hazy, and he saw the corners of her eyes move.

"Are you awake?" Liu Qianxiu's voice was not loud, as deep as night.

"I didn't." The woman in her arms said a little, with a low dumbness.

"..."

After Mu Wan, who has no silver three hundred taels here, said, his heart was raised in his chest. Nostalgic for this tenderness, she raised her hand and grabbed the skirt of his chest. With a little harder hand, Mu Wan's voice was lazy, as if it came from a dream.

"Liu Qianxiu, can I stay tonight? I'm a little tired and don't want to go home."

As she said, her head was still buried in his arms, smelling the faint scent of sandalwood, she seemed to have fallen asleep again.

Before going to bed, Mu Wan heard Liu Qianxiu's answer. The rain outside the window was intense, and his voice was exceptionally gentle.

"Yeah." Liu Qianxiu answered quietly, "You can do whatever you want."

The author has something to say: Mu Wan: Lin Wei asked me how old you are.

Liu Qianxiu: You have to see how old you are.