"Lingjing, Lingjing, Lingjing, wake up …"
Sitting by the kitchen stove, Jiaming took off his shirt and hugged the girl who was curled up into a ball. He reached under the girl's clothes and skirt and rubbed her cold limbs with all his might. Although he didn't have any special abilities, his Qigong was not weak. At this moment, his heart was anxious and his palms were as warm as a stove. Not long after, the girl's heartbeat finally returned to normal. A moment later, her two rows of watery eyelashes fluttered and she finally opened her eyes slowly. Then, she slowly raised her head and looked at the young man who was hugging her.
In the darkness, she couldn't see anything clearly. Until the young man's hand gently touched her cheek and whispered, "Lingjing, it's okay …" Only then did she suddenly relax. Her stiff body relaxed and she leaned more gently against the young man's chest. Not long after, with a slightly hoarse and choked voice, she said, "Jiaming … I finally found you …"
"Yes, I found you. Lingjing, it's okay … it's okay …"
"Jiaming … those bad guys left?
You … you're not hurt, are you? "
"They …" While they were talking, gunshots were still coming from afar. Jiaming took a deep breath and said, "Let's not talk about this for now. Let's find a safe place to hide. Sigh, don't move, I'll carry you …" Lingjing had just recovered and it was still difficult for her to move. Jiaming hugged her in his arms and held the assault rifles of Hai Sha and the others in his hands. However, he didn't dare to turn on the flashlights. When he turned the corner of the kitchen, he took a plastic coffee pot and put it in Lingjing's arms. The coffee inside was still warm, but it was better than nothing.
A moment later, his figure disappeared into the darkness …
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"… Because we couldn't find you, and we heard that it was very dangerous downstairs, Shasha wanted to come down to look for you. When Sister Ya Han pulled her back, I took the opportunity to run away. When I found the first floor, I heard that the nearest staircase had been occupied. Everyone was taking a detour. I followed the two uncles and escaped to the dining room. When they saw that we were about to be caught, they told me to hide in the freezer … It was very cold in the freezer. I held the gun and didn't dare to go out. I didn't dare to use too much force, but the door wouldn't open at all.
In the darkness, I felt that you, Jiaming, would definitely come to find me, and then you really found me … "
Gunshots, voices, and the sound of wind and rain could be heard from afar. Flashlights occasionally flashed by the window. In the small room, Lingjing was obediently curled up in Jiaming's arms, whispering to him. A blanket was wrapped around the two of them. The coffee pot had already been electrified, and the hot coffee inside was slightly vibrating, exuding an enticing aroma.
If some external factors were excluded, this scene was simply a warm scene of a young couple sitting on the sofa in a room, watching TV together.
Jiaming poured a cup of hot coffee for Lingjing to warm while sipping. He rubbed her calves and feet that were still cold. Then, he took out the pendant from his pocket and put it on Lingjing, "Once you wear this, you're mine. No matter where you go, I'll find you.
But next time, don't be so impulsive, okay? "
Lingjing used her cheek to gently rub Jiaming's cheek. She took a sip of coffee and nodded, "Jiaming, how did you find me?"
"Me?
Actually, I've been upstairs the whole time. Later, I found Shasha and Sister Ya Han. I heard that you ran down, so I followed. Fortunately, I opened the freezer out of curiosity, otherwise … "At this point, Jiaming smiled faintly," Maybe we really have a telepathic connection. You were inside thinking of me, so I really ran over.
You know what?
If I came a little later … "
His faint tone was filled with an incomparably heavy lingering fear. Lingjing's eyes overflowed with tears as she tightly clung to him, "I'm sorry …" She didn't have any extra thoughts about the things that Jiaming naturally omitted. Perhaps every woman would think that the person they liked was the best man in the world. In Lingjing's heart, Jiaming was neither hot nor cold when it came to small matters, but he would definitely not be careless when it came to big matters. Although other than this time, Lingjing hadn't experienced many big things, she had this understanding in her heart.
There was no need for a reason, no need for proof, she just believed in him like this.
In the following time, the two didn't speak much. They just quietly hugged each other. They didn't want to care about what the battle outside was like. They also didn't seem to have the heart to care about the difficulties that would follow.
The fragrance of the coffee, the intimate snuggling, the gentle palms, and the small world became something that no one could bear to interrupt during this period of time.
After a long time, Jiaming seemed to have made a decision. He said in a low voice, "Lingjing, I have a secret. I didn't know if I should tell you and Shasha, but now I think …" Hearing him say this, Lingjing suddenly laughed softly, "Jiaming, I also have a secret to tell you. As a secret in exchange, I'll tell you first."
"Uh … Oh?" Jiaming was slightly stunned.
Lingjing smiled and said, "Because you're so serious, the secret that you say might be very scary, so I'll tell you mine first. But, you're not allowed to laugh at me … You're not allowed to laugh too loudly …"
"Oh, okay."
Jiaming said with a serious expression. Lingjing pursed her lips and took a deep breath. She seemed to be preparing herself. But when she saw Jiaming's different seriousness, she laughed again. Just now, she said, "Actually … Actually, Shasha and I … aren't lesbians …"
"Oh?"
"Yesterday … Last night, Shasha listened to you. While I was drunk, she used her finger … Finger, finger …" She used her finger to mumble for a long time. She was so embarrassed that her face was almost buried in her chest. Just now, she vaguely said, "… She used her finger to do that to me … Later, I kept begging her to stop, but she wouldn't stop. So I cried … Shasha saw me crying, and she cried too. Later … She laid on the bed and asked me to do it to her, but I didn't …"
"Uh, with … finger?"
Jia Ming figured out what was going on from Ling Jing's stuttering words. Jia Ming's expression at the moment was quite interesting. It was the kind of expression where one wanted to laugh but was desperately trying to hold back his laughter. Ling Jing was not Sha Sha. After being shy, she used her forehead to nudge him a few times like a kitten. Jia Ming laughed and said, "That … and then?"
"Then … Then we found out that the water in the bathtub was overflowing. Then … We cleaned up for half the night. Before we could sleep well in the morning, you came to disturb us again."
Rolling her eyes at Jiaming, Lingjing said in a low voice, "Actually … When Shasha touched me, I … I didn't hate it too much. I just knew in my heart that it was wrong. So when Shasha did that, I cried … But I also know why she did that. I hope that the three of us can be together forever. Jiaming, no matter what, I won't be jealous of Shasha anymore. Sorry, Jiaming, yesterday, you also felt that it was a little difficult …"
Jiaming smiled. "Actually … You two girls are wronged by being with me. If there's any problem, I should be the one to solve it. But if you two are angry because of each other, I feel that … I really don't have the right to ask you to be good. Although the three of us were friends at first, and then became husband and wife … If it's pressure or blame from others, I will definitely stand in front of you. But if you or Shasha feel that this kind of relationship is awkward, I … really don't have any other choice. But … I heard that being a lesbian feels pretty good. Do you really not want to give it a try?"
The last sentence was, of course, a joke. Lingjing rolled her eyes at him, then leaned on his shoulder and said softly, "Of course I know. If it's Shasha, it doesn't matter. No one will say anything. Jiaming, you won't hate me because of this. But no matter what, I only want you to touch me like that. My body, I only want you to … like that … Jiaming …"
She was so embarrassed that she couldn't say the rest of her words. After revealing her true feelings, she quietly hugged Jiaming and didn't say another word. Jiaming also smiled faintly and kissed her hair. This kind of feeling was very heartwarming. Or perhaps it was the love that the books talked about. Before this, he had never clearly felt the difference between friendship, family, family, and love. He only knew that these were the things that he wanted and had to give his all to protect. But at this moment, the feeling was still warm and full, but it seemed a little different.
Just now, Lingjing said softly after a long time, "Then … Jiaming, what about the secret you said?"
"I …" Jiaming smiled, then suddenly put a finger to his lips and turned off the coffee pot beside him. "Lingjing, do you trust me?"
This was actually something that didn't need to be asked. Lingjing opened her eyes wide and nodded very seriously.
"No matter what kind of secret it is, I will always be the Jiaming that you and Shasha have. I will always be the Jiaming that you know, okay?
I am just Jiaming. Nothing else is important, okay? "
"Well, even if you say that you are a Martian, I still like you that much.
You are Jiaming. "Lingjing replied softly.
Jiaming smiled faintly. "Go out from here and turn left. After three rooms, turn right. There are four people in the corridor. They are the bad guys that killed their way onto the ship. This is the secret that I want to tell you and show you."
After hearing Jiaming's words, Lingjing's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of fear. However, she felt Jiaming pick her up, put her on the side, and wrapped her in the blanket. She thought that Jiaming was going to lure the people away. She suddenly reached out and grabbed his trousers. Then, Jiaming bent down. "Trust me, this is the secret that I want to show you."
Jiaming placed a cup of hot coffee in Lingjing's hand and nodded comfortingly. He slowly walked out of the room and then … disappeared …
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There will be some at night, and perhaps there will be some at dawn. I don't have any manuscripts in stock, and I basically won't keep any manuscripts. I'll just focus on writing and hope for monthly votes ^ _ ^ (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log on to www. CMFU. com.