The green camphor tree has a deep view

When she left the bathroom, Wen Qing was still dizzy and dazed. It was not until she lay on the bed that she gradually woke up.

Trying her best to ignore the arms around her waist and the hot chest pressed against her back, she stared blankly at the night light beside the bed.

"Too bright?" Song Jingshen kissed her earlobe, reached out to turn off the night light, his breath blew on her neck, and whispered, "Go to sleep."

Wen Qing said "hmm" obediently, turned over, and looked up at the dark ceiling.

The man liked her obedient look, so he held her tighter with his arms and softened his voice, "Are you still savoring it? You closed your eyes just now, but now you are alert."

Wen Qing pursed her lips, turned her head to the side, with her back to him, and uttered two words from between her lips: "No."

A soft laugh sounded behind him, and soon the sound of slow and even breathing could be heard. The arm wrapped around his waist slowly loosened its strength and became heavier.

Wen Qing still couldn't sleep. She seemed to be possessed by something and felt that her current situation was crazier and more ridiculous than her dream. If she had a choice, she would rather escape into her dream.

But she seemed to have no choice, as she was destined to go to this point from the beginning.

She gently pushed away the arms around her waist, lifted the quilt, put on the men's pajamas that were draped over the bed, and walked quietly to the living room in the dim light coming in from the window.

The bedroom door opened and closed, and she turned on the light in the hallway, feeling finally alive.

Just now she had kept her consciousness out of her body, and only when she left him did she feel her soul returning.

She walked into the living room and sat on the sofa for a while. She saw several new mechanical devices on the low cabinet next to the sofa. One looked like a ladybug, one looked like a dog, and one looked like a vehicle from the future, a multi-habitat one. Each device was unique, delicate, and interesting, making people feel the interest and intelligence of the owners.

She looked at it carefully for a while, and somehow thought of Jing Long.

Just two days ago, Jing Long asked her "Are you being pursued by someone?" The reason was that a little girl in his kindergarten liked to chase him, which made him very annoyed, so he complained to her on the way home.

"I hate being chased by others the most. The more she chases me, the more annoyed I am with her!" Jing Long frowned and looked at her with resentment, "Sister, do you also hate being chased by others?"

"No one is chasing me." Wen Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Why not? Didn't the father of Huang Jingyao, who asked you for tutoring, give you something?" Jing Long said seriously, "Isn't he pursuing you?"

Huang Jingyao is Jing Long’s classmate. She has an older sister who is in junior high school. Their mother has passed away, and the two sisters live with their father.

Thinking of the steady and somewhat shy middle-aged man, Wen Qing stopped and said to Jing Long with a serious face: "You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Who said Huang Jingyao's father is pursuing me?"

She patted Jing Long's shoulder lightly and said, "These are all rumors."

Jing Long shrugged indifferently. His asking-for-a-punch look reminded her of another person with the surname Song.

"Okay. I don't think he has good intentions, so you'd better be careful." He took Wen Qing's hand and continued walking home. "There are so many men who like you. Who knows what kind of man you will bring back? I don't want to end up with a useless brother-in-law."

She squeezed his little hand and said sternly, "You are so young, why are you so troublesome?"

"Sister, I hope you find a very powerful brother-in-law, so powerful that you don't have to worry about him at all." Jing Long blinked his big eyes and looked at her sensibly, "I don't want you to be too tired."

Wen Qing was touched and smiled gently: "I'm not tired. You don't need such a powerful brother-in-law."

"Who said that? People who are not good enough can never catch up with you." Jing Long spoke like a little adult, "For someone like Huang Jingyao's father, what's the point of driving a good car? He is so slow that he will never catch up with you in his lifetime!"

Wen Qing blushed and couldn't help but stop, wanting to teach him a lesson again.

"Alright, alright, I won't say any more." Jing Long raised his hands in surrender, "I was just making an analogy, and you don't allow me to make an analogy?"

"Can't you say something else?" Wen Qing was furious. "What does Huang Jingyao's father have to do with you and me? Why should I be used as an example by you?"

"He always gives you expensive things, but you never want them." Jing Long pouted and muttered, "I'm worried about him. His approach is totally wrong."

"What do you know?" Wen Qing said helplessly, "Also, when judging a person, you should first look at his character, not what car he drives, what gifts he gives, or how much money he makes..."

"I know, I know! I just said that his way of pursuing you was wrong, but I didn't say that he has a bad character." Jing Long interrupted her and said to himself, "It would be great if he was as good as Brother Jing Shen."

"Oh, your brother Jingshen is awesome, but he just has a little money and is domineering all the time." Wen Qing disagreed, "Whether you are awesome or not, you have to compare yourself with people in the same circle. A lion is considered capable only when it fights a tiger, not when it shows off in front of a rabbit."

"What about the fox taking advantage of the tiger's might?" Jing Long became interested. "If we follow the tiger and act like foxes, won't we be able to make money?"

"A tiger won't treat a fox well. It will eat it after it's had enough fun with it." Wen Qing said, "It's best not to be a fox."

"What then? I don't want to be a rabbit."

"Be a human being." She glanced at Jing Long and sighed softly, "As a human being, it's best to be a good person."

"...Oh." Jing Long touched his head, with great confusion in his clear eyes, "But, if I'm not strong and always get bullied, how can I be a good person?"

Wen Qing squatted down, looked into Jing Long's eyes and said, "You asked a very powerful question. I can only try to answer it."

She thought for a moment and said word by word, "It's easier to be a good person if you're not powerful. Powerful people are unlikely to choose to be good people."

"Why?" Jing Long asked.

"People's bad nature, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, greedy for pleasure, doing whatever they want..." Wen Qing suddenly felt that she shouldn't say too much to the child. She forced a relaxed smile, clapped her hands, stood up and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this. You will understand when you grow up."

"I want to be a powerful person, or follow a powerful person." Jing Long looked at him and said firmly, "Just like Brother Jing Shen, even Dad is afraid of him and gives in to him. If I can be like him, you won't have to work so hard."

Wen Qing smiled helplessly, touched the top of his black hair, and said lightly: "Then you should work hard."

In order not to wake up the people in the bedroom, she turned the lights in the living room to the dimmest level.

Wen Qing stared at the mecha on the low cabinet for a while, but she still had no desire to sleep. She walked to the kitchen island, opened the refrigerator, searched aimlessly, and finally took out a can of craft white beer.

She had never drunk alcohol, but she saw others drinking this brand at the restaurant that Song Jingshen took her to.

It should be quite expensive, I haven't seen it on the market.

As she thought about it, she opened the pull ring with her fingers, and fine foam gushed out of the can. She quickly leaned forward and took a sip. A cool and tingling feeling filled her mouth, and she sighed softly.

"When did you learn to drink?" A deep voice suddenly came from behind her. Before she turned around, the beer in her hand was taken away. "This one has a high alcohol content. Drink less."