Inhabit you as a forest

"A kiss is the meeting of soul to soul on the lover's lips."

17-year-old Sheng Qi and Wen Lian watched a movie. After their lips were rubbed timidly by the person they liked, they seemed to be enchanted. Every day when they opened and closed their eyes, they thought about the caster.

Many years later, she even forgot the name of that movie, but she remembered that kiss.

With an impure mind, she hid in the darkness with a guilty conscience, not daring to look at Wen Lian, and stared at the female lead dully, not knowing what she was talking about.

She was not afraid of people.

The elementary school teacher who can slap palms, the junior high school teacher who often talks to grandma to hint at giving gifts, the high school teacher who punishes her to stand outside the class and is laughed at...the worst person she has ever met is nothing more than that.

She could look directly at them and smile without knowing what to say.

But from that day on, she was a little afraid of Wen Lian, who made her feel weird.

The thoughts are strange, and the behavior is also strange.

But she doesn't reject it.

Wen Lian couldn't get her mobile phone to reply to her messages every day. Sheng Qi was afraid that Han Ruohua would peek at her, so he could only talk about small things.

She wanted to tell Wen Lian that I miss you very much.

On the night after the new year, Sheng Qi got a promise to call Wen Lian who was finally able to play with his mobile phone all night.

She chattered about recent events, and Wen Lian would reply from time to time. It seemed that the phone call was going to last for an hour, and she felt sorry for Sheng Qi's phone bill.

When Sheng Qi heard the sound of the pages turning over on her side, he suddenly felt aggrieved, "I want you to see, call you, you don't even want to talk to me."

"I don't want to talk to you, why did it take so long?" Wen Lian put down the book to calm her emotions.

"Then do you miss me?"

"Thinking about it."

The answer was too direct, and Sheng Qi was delighted and at the same time realized that the "thinking" that Wen Lian said was what a friend thought of a friend, which was different from her.

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Qi began to think about how long she could stay by Wen Lian's side as a friend.

After graduation, Wen Lian will definitely be admitted to the ideal university, but whether she can go to university is not certain, and she is still complacent about passing the passing line during the winter vacation.

Such a comparison made her feel ashamed.

She made up her mind that she would go to Wen Lian's city in the future, or if she was close to her, she could take a car to see her on weekends.

She knew very well that she had to go to college.

In that way, even if she and Wen Lian share the same city in the future, even if she has money to spend, they may not be like this now.

She may not understand what Wen Lian said, and Wen Lian will have a world that she cannot experience.

There was no Wen Lian's supervision during the winter vacation, and Sheng Qi didn't practice calligraphy so hard. He wrote two pages in half a month.

In the last week, she started to write homework for the winter vacation.Wen Lian said that you can copy hers, but you have to use your own brain for some questions.

Sheng Qi listened obediently, doing homework in the room every day, when her cousin came in and asked her what hit her.

Like the awakened protagonist in the movie, she swears: "I want to go to college!"

Yu Tao made sure she wasn't joking, and cheered her up, "Okay, our family will be honored by you."

He could see that, except for Sheng Qi who was a little smarter, he himself, including his younger brothers, were not material for studying.

So he didn't allow others to call Sheng Qi Internet Bar anymore.

Sheng Qi called Cheng Juan to come to her house. Her bedroom is air-conditioned, so Cheng Juan will feel more comfortable doing homework, and he can ask her questions that he doesn't know.

She got lazy again in the middle of writing, and started gossiping: "Cheng Juan, can I get into college?"

"Yes." Cheng Juan said as little as Wen Lian, but when he spoke, he would not set his eyes on her softly like Wen Lian did.

She was in a hurry to finish her homework and go home to do housework, even if she looked at Sheng Qi, she didn't look like Wen Lian.

Cheng Juan's eyes were firm and bright, yet full of exhaustion.

"how do you know?"

Liu Chengjuan sighed, "You can do whatever you want."

Sheng Qi immediately thought of Wen Lian without doing business, "Then if I chase someone else, will she stay with me?"

Cheng Juan froze for a moment, "Do you want to fall in love early?"

The word "puppy love" made Sheng Qi, who had never been in love before, blush and hesitated, "It's not..."

Wen Lian doesn't necessarily pay attention to her.

"How can you be admitted to university if you fall in love early? It will delay your studies." Cheng Juan disapproved and warned her seriously.

"What if I get motivated just thinking about her?"

"Will he do the same? What about when you quarrel? Can you guarantee that he will always be your motivation?"

Sheng Qi suddenly calmed down, yes, she will get better with Wen Lian, but it's not certain that Wen Lian wastes time on her.

She became dejected, and thought of Wen Lian's kiss that day again.

Wen Lian doesn't know relatives at all, he just rubs against each other like a cat, not as clingy as a cat.

On the first day of school, Sheng Qi went to Wen Lian's home to copy homework for the winter vacation, and couldn't help but look at Wen Lian's mouth.

"Have you put on lip balm?"

"Ah."

"I want to paint too."

Sheng Qi often acted like this, Wen Lian smiled and gave her the lipstick in his pocket.

Sheng Qi thought to himself, this is an indirect kiss.

When Han Ruohua saw Sheng Qi just now, he said, "Xiao Sheng seems to have grown taller again, and my aunt will look up at you."

Wen Lian stood in front of Sheng Qi and compared with her, wanting to verify her mother's words.

Sheng Qi stood up straight helplessly: "How can it grow any longer? Maybe it's because the soles of these shoes are thick."

She has become richer after a year, with new clothes, black hair and long eyelashes, like a little princess in a fairy tale world.

But she can only celebrate the New Year with her grandma and aunt. Sheng Qi never said it was bad, but her mother said she was pitiful and loved.

Wen Lian looked up at her.

Sheng Qi's whole body went limp under her gaze, his heartbeat was uncontrollable, and he suddenly hugged Wen Lian.

She thought, as long as Wen Lian's hearing is better, she can hear her heartbeat that betrayed her master's emotions.

It's like the thunder when Yujiang rains heavily in summer.

In order to keep her strange behavior from being abrupt, she pretended to be calm and said, "Didn't you realize that the height of the two of us is very suitable for hugging?"

Also suitable for kissing.

Wen Lian is sometimes very deceptive, and really puts his arms around her waist: "It seems so."

But within a few seconds of hugging, she reminded in a business-like manner: "If you don't make up your homework, it will be too late."

……

17 years old is 17 years old.

The 17-year-old Wen Lian didn't know that Sheng Qi liked her, and thought that the biggest thing for the two of them was to study together.

The old phase is over, and like the seasons, it is impossible to be exposed to the scorching sun in October.

Sheng Qi finally didn't need to make up his homework anymore, and Wen Lian became smarter, knowing that he had a lot of unreasonable thoughts about her, so now he can hug her for as long as he wants.

As soon as Wen Lianfu entered her house, Sheng Qi hugged her.

She really wanted to make herself more comfortable, at least like the previous two times, she arranged the guests to sit down.Drink water, taste melons and fruits, and satisfy yourself after chatting.

But I don't know when it will start. She forgot the rules of the game that she wrote in advance. Her impatience often makes people laugh.

Wen Lian's body temperature passed to her, like a silk thread, slightly stitching up the cracks on her body.

No matter whether Wen Lian is complacent or laughing at her, she can't change it.But he didn't want to leave this person alone.

Sheng Qi began to kiss her, on the ears and neck, sometimes lightly and sometimes hard.

Wen Lian's breathing gradually lost its stability and became heavier. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she took a light bite on the side of Wen Lian's neck.

That piece of skin was fragile and delicate, and without any effort, Wen Lian's mouth overflowed with a nice low moan.As if unable to stand, she hugged Sheng Qi even tighter.

Her reaction was as she wanted, and Sheng Qi felt childishly satisfied, and was no longer annoyed by the passionate hug she lost her composure just now.

Let her go, and then look at the things in her hand, "A souvenir for me?"

"Ah."

In fact, there is nothing special about it. The local pastries are sweet, and Wen Lian thinks she will like them.

There is also a talisman paper obtained from the temple, which is said to have been consecrated by an eminent monk.

"Do you still believe this?" Sheng Qi held it up and placed it under the lamp with great interest, as if checking money.

"I don't really believe it." Wen Lian never thought it was useful, but when others were asking for it, she thought of Sheng Qi.

"If you wear it, I will believe it in the future."

She hoped that Sheng Qi would be safe, and that the talisman would really work.

Sheng Qi understood what she meant, and smiled brightly: "Then I will wear it on my body every day."

Wen Lian has been here many times, because the host does not welcome him, he only politely moves around in the kitchen and living room area. Today is the first time he has entered Shengqi's room.

Sheng Qi invited her into the bedroom to look at the newly completed painting.

Before he could understand the painting, Sheng Qi pushed her down on the bed, smiled on her body and asked, "How long will your mother let you out to play today?"

The ridicule in this remark is too heavy, like teasing a child.

Wen Lian heard that Sheng Qi disliked her mother, as Sheng Qi had said before, so she replied rebelliously: "It doesn't matter if you don't go back."

Sheng Qi asked her with ambiguous eyes: "Really?"

"Fake." Wen Lian expressionless, removed the hand that was pressing on her chest.

Sheng Qi felt that she was about to get angry.That's right, whoever is teased as a mother's baby when they are half-kissed on the bed and their clothes are disheveled will not be happy.

Stop bullying her, Sheng Qi gently kissed her on the cheek to divert her attention, "I have something to share with you."

"What?" Wen Lian lay in the middle of the bed, propped up his upper body, and watched Sheng Qi crawl to the pillow.

He touched the earphones and gave her one.

Sheng Qi slept next to her, lay down leisurely, and looked for the sound source from the recording.

"Want to listen to music with me?" Wen Lian asked.

"No." Sheng Qi played the sound of rain recorded in the countryside in the early morning.

The torrential rain was pouring, the thunder was faint, and the mountains were billowing.

It was only recorded for 1 minute, and the two did not speak during this 1 minute until the final sound disappeared.

"I went home a few days ago and recorded it at night. I'll take you to listen to it."

Sheng Qi didn't make it clear that she recorded for Wen Lian because she thought of Wen Lian.

It seems that I recorded it first, and then I remembered to listen to it with Wen Lian.

Wen Lian hugged her sideways, buried her face in her shoulder, "I want to listen to it again."

Such an active approach made Sheng Qi's temples twitch. Wen Lian must be acting coquettishly with her or seducing her. She shouldn't let Wen Lian get what he wanted.

But on the bed, she couldn't push people away without grace, pretending to be unfeminine.

She was afraid that Wen Lian would scold her for being mentally ill, although sometimes, she was rather stupid.

Who can be smarter than the first grader?

She's still too stupid.

When listening to it for the second time, they kissed passionately in the sound of rain. The rhythm of the kiss was as fast as the rain, and the sound wished to cover the sound of the rain.

The damp moisture seems to have been borrowed from that night, and the space is foggy.Wen Lian's eyes were wet and her lips were wet, like roses with dew in the night.

Sheng lived in the sound of rain, her fingertips boldly passed her waist, and there was almost nothing stopping her, and she found that it was also wet there.

The second time the rain stopped abruptly.

Wen Lian's clothes were already wet, Sheng Qi whispered in her ear, "Let me hear the sound of your rain."