nostalgic

People who are in love are probably immersed in the world of two people like no one else. After the honeymoon, Jian Huailin temporarily put aside the business, and spends the whole day with Jiangnan warmly.

During that time, as soon as Jiangnan and Jian Huailin came back, Jane Lai would hide in the room for a long time as if stimulated, and when Jiangnan and Jian Huailin left home, Jane Lai would sit on the stairs for hours in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yun came back from her classmate's house and saw that Jian Lai's room had become so much empty in one day, her heart suddenly tightened.

"I'm going to move out." Jane Lai went to the closet and took off a pile of clothes, and threw them roughly together with the hangers into the huge suitcase lying quietly on the floor.

"How could Uncle Jian agree to you?" Tang Yun thought about it as if it was impossible.

"You don't understand, my father's love for me is boundless." Jane Lai was quite confident about this.

"So you've decided to go?" Tang Yun confirmed with Jane Lai with a blank heart.

"En." Jane Lai nodded with certainty.

"What about me? I have just integrated into this family, and you will leave soon after being accepted by you. Have you considered my feelings?" Tang Yun asked Jane Lai with red eyes after she got the exact answer.

Jian Lai was stunned when she heard Tang Yun's reprimand, she frowned and looked at Tang Yun for a long time, speechless.

"Hmph!" Tang Yun hugged her shoulders and sneered. "I'm so stupid. Why do I have to be sad with a person like you who has no feelings? If you want to go, just go. From now on, when you meet, treat it as if you don't know each other." Tang Yun took three steps and two steps to leave.

The cold war lasted for a week. Although the anger in Tang Yun's heart had dissipated day by day, Jane Lai began to recover her true colors as a craftsman. She devoted herself to carving all day long as before. The door, while imprisoning Jane Lai, isolating the real world outside.

There was a melodious piano sound downstairs on the weekend afternoon. Tang Yun ran over and saw Jane Lai playing the violin standing in front of the window. It was the first time Tang Yin saw Jane Lai playing the violin. The man's shirt cuffs were neatly up Curled up, the slender back image is the most gloomy stroke in the Qingyou ink painting.

"Are you still angry with me?" Tang Yun walked behind Jian Lai and asked timidly.

"Why are you always apologizing?" Jane Lai frowned slightly. "Uncle Qi Ming has an apartment near the school, and it has been sorted out for me. Do you want to move there with me?" Jane Lai turned around and carefully put the violin back into its case.

Although Qi Ming's apartment is not big, the light is very good. After the early morning, there will be a lot of sunlight shining in.

During the summer vacation, Jiangnan often came to pick up Jane Lai and Tang Yun to go to the troupe. Qi Ming saw that Tang Yun liked dialogue dramas very much, and created some opportunities for Tang Yun to learn acting from time to time.

The following year, Tang Yun was selected to join the Lucheng Repertory Troupe as she wished. Because of Uncle Jian's relationship, Jiang Nan took special care of Tang Yun. Where Tang Yun felt difficult in interpreting the role, Jiang Nan would pay attention to and provide guidance in a timely manner. Slowly getting acquainted, and getting acquainted with Jane Lai.

"This is my little junior sister Tang Yun, please take care of me." Jiangnan Fengren introduced Tang Yun in this way.

"This is my little lover, Jane Lai." Jiang Nan always called Jane Lai so directly, regardless of the occasion.

Tang Yun has always been quite puzzled by the title Jiang Nan gave to Jane Lai. It stands to reason that although Jiang Nan is still young, he is a generation older than Jian Lai. His eyes were too frivolous.

"Why do you call Jane Lai that?" One day when Jiang Nan was smoking in the aisle of the stairs, Tang Yun walked over and sat beside Jiang Nan.

"Am I going to sternly reject it, and then criticize falling in love with the same sex from the highest point of morality? No, for me, the love of a teenager is pure and precious, compared to condemning and blocking the initiation of a relationship , I want to find the most balanced way to take care of it, although I don't know if this is right." Jiangnan flicked the cigarette ash with his long hair.

"Can I smoke one?" Tang Yun stared at the beautiful smoke ring that Jiang Nan spit out, a little lost in thought.

"No." Jiang Nan waved his hand and smiled. "Handing cigarettes into the hands of such a well-behaved child as you will make you uneasy thinking about it later."

"If it's Jane Lai, is it possible?" Tang Yun asked after thinking for a few seconds.

"Probably, you are a sunflower swaying in the sun, and Jane Lai is a stone in a dark ditch. You are two species." Jiang Nan took a long drag on the cigarette with his fingers greedily.

The sun outside the window shone on her face. Sitting on the cold stairs, Tang Yun suddenly felt an itchy feeling in her body that made people restless.

"What does it look like for grown-ups to have sex? Jane Lai said it's like animals." Tang Yun's face flushed slightly, and her right index finger drew circles on the steps of the stairs.

"It's not that bad. It's a game that every adult will experience. Just like satisfying material desires and appetites, satisfying sexual desires is not shameful. Breeding and reproduction are also great things." Jiangnan wiped out the remaining half cigarette butts. "Yunyun, you are 17 years old. You are a big girl. In the future, if you encounter things that are ashamed to others, you can ask me straightforwardly like today. I am willing to listen to whatever it is about." Jiang Nan He stood up and brushed off the dust on his trousers, and went to the trash can to throw away the cigarette butts.

The curtain of the stage was opened, and the follow-up lights came on. Jiang Nan walked in wearing a well-fitting cheongsam, with a lighted cigarette loosely held between his fingertips. The orange-yellow light of the cigarette was like a firefly, flickering with Jiang Nan's waving arms. .

The lines of Jiangnan's waist and abdomen are so beautiful, like those sinuous curves carved by Jane Lai on the spruce wood, and the curly hair scattered on Jiangnan's shoulders is so charming, like the passionate strokes drawn by a talented scholar with thick ink.

"Tsk tsk, how can there be such a beautiful woman in this world."

"To be able to sleep with Jiangnan for one night in this life is worth dying for."

"After watching Jiangnan, my wife can't even eat when I go home."

"Hey, look at those big breasts and long legs!"

"By the way, Mr. Jian is really lucky. He was born in a rich family and has such a beautiful wife. There is no comparison between people."

The spectators in the auditorium sighed from time to time.

"Look, this is a man." Jane Lai laughed mockingly when she heard those comments.

"Why is Jiangnan so lucky? He caught up with Jian Huailin within a few years of coming to the theater."

"That's right, look at people's food and clothing costs, it's really more popular than people."

"What are you envious of? Didn't she come here because she was seduced by the pole? Feng Shui turns, I think she can be rampant for a few days!"

"Look, this is a woman." Tang Yun leaned against the door of the dressing room and squeezed her unbuttoned coat.