Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Chapter 695: Seventy-fifth bowl of soup (7)

Seventy-fifth bowl of soup (7)

Although Qing Huan refused to meet the Geng family, there is a saying that if someone is unlucky, drinking cold water may cramp their teeth.

Geng Xiu, who was iron-fighting, would also get sick. Qing Huan didn’t notice it. It wasn’t until the guy who was supposed to come to cook but didn’t show up. She didn’t feel right. After waiting for a while, no one was seen, and no one answered the phone. Qing Huan thought it was. What happened? Geng Xiu has a very time concept. From a certain point of view, he can call it a turtle hair. When should I do something, the error is never more than one minute.

He had given her the key to the door long ago, but Qinghuan had never been there, and she had no plans to go there. The apartment layouts on both sides are the same, and she still prefers her own house.

Sure enough, the layout of Geng Xiu’s house is indistinguishable from what Qing Huan had imagined. The color is simple, clean and warm blue and white. There are few things, but everything is in order, even the blankets on the sofa are folded into squares. Square. I don't know how tidy it is compared to the quilt in her room.

The word neat is everywhere. She pushed open the bedroom door and saw a bulge on the bed. As soon as the quilt opened, she found that Geng Xiu even slept honestly, with his legs stretched out straight, and his hands on his lower abdomen. , If it weren't for his slightly rapid breathing and flushing face, Qing Huan would really think he was dead.

Geng Xiu didn't respond when he patted his face. Qing Huan wondered to what extent the fever had to be. Did it happen yesterday? He has a fever today? Reached out and touched his forehead, it was hot. She thought for a while and called him.

Of course Geng Xiu couldn't hear her calling him. In Qing Huan's perception, colds and fevers were minor illnesses, and they couldn't die. She thought about it, turned off the air-conditioning in the room, and then went to the kitchen.

Even the ice cubes in the kitchen are neatly packed...Qing Huan's mouth twitched, and his heart was suddenly full of admiration. If she is a curve as she wants, then Geng Xiu is definitely an immutable straight line. There is no similarity between the two people, and there is no common language. It is a miracle that they can live in peace for so long. But maybe, because of this, she didn't tire of him.

I simply made an ice pillow, turned over the medicine box, and poured water. Although Geng Xiu was ill, he was very obedient. This may have something to do with his family. One command and one action, open your mouth when you open your mouth, and swallow when you swallow. After Qinghuan gave him the medicine and wiped his body, the sheets under him were sweaty, so dare you to turn on the air conditioner?

After changing her pajamas and sheets, Qing Huan began to regret why she had come here. If she knew how hard she had been so hard, she would pretend that she didn't know anything. Anyway, she was not the one who was sick. But with that in mind, when she heard the sleepy Geng Xiu muttering her name, she gave him a complicated look, cursed an idiot, and then went to the kitchen unwillingly.

Fan Fan or Geng Xiu thought she was a housework idiot, so she had to hire someone to do everything, but where they knew, she didn't know it, but didn't want it and didn't like it. She was tired of doing laundry, cooking, and cleaning every day when she was a girl. She didn't like it at all, and she hated the kitchen even more.

But now she was cooking porridge for a fool. Standing in front of the gas stove, Qing Huan was a little irritable. She felt that it was too abnormal for her to do so. For a moment, she almost wanted to throw away the rice spoon in her hand and turn away.

But in the end she stayed, a straightforward and simple fool, always more likable. She is not a hard-hearted person, at least not now.

Maybe it was too much. She didn't even hear someone opening the door. If it wasn't for talking, Qinghuan would be ashamed of her low alertness-she didn't want to live anymore, she was lost!

When he walked out of the kitchen, he immediately collided with the mighty incoming troops, and the scene was once very embarrassing.

She looked at the middle-aged man who looked seven to eight points similar to Geng Xiu, and a bad premonition rushed into her heart. Before she could speak, the middle-aged woman wearing a blue shirt and black police pants happily greeted her and held her hand: "Oh, you are Qinghuan, right? That stinky boy Geng Xiu was taken care of by you! If he dares to bully you, just tell me, I will help you teach him!"

Qinghuan smiled, no matter how stupid he was, she knew what was going on. Just now she saw a missed call from Geng Xiu's phone, and her son didn't answer the phone and didn't go to work. It was strange that the family didn't worry about not seeing it. "Thank you, Geng Xiu can't bully me."

She didn't intend to show how gentle and virtuous in front of the Geng family, it was not her at all. So she didn't see the slightest tension in her body, nor the slightest care.

This is true, Geng Xiu's mouth is dumb and honest, this girl is shrewd at first glance, just to restrain him. Geng’s mom liked Qing Huan the more she looked at her, and she was busy introducing other people to Qing Huan: “Come and I’ll introduce you to you. This is your uncle, this is the eldest brother, the second elder brother and the third elder sister, and Geng Xiu is the youngest in the family. Yes, if he usually makes you angry, you don't have to be polite and directly beat him! He will never do anything with a woman!"

Qing Huan still smiled and said hello: "Hello."

The smile in his eyes was not so deep. She doesn't like "family", and she doesn't like being so intimately surrounded by others.

Geng Xiu woke up at exactly this moment, and stood pale at the door of the bedroom: "Why are you here... Qinghuan? Mom, you, don't scare her!"

Geng’s mother was so angry that she wanted to kick him, but she felt distressed when she saw him feeling sick, and she finally complained: “Who told you to always tell me that you just don’t bring people to me. I’m not. Was it anxious the first time I saw it?"

Qing Huan smiled slightly, and said to Geng Xiu: "Since your family is here, I will go back first, and you will recover well."

After speaking, he politely nodded to the Geng family and walked towards the door.

Geng Xiu looked at her back obsessively, and when the people were gone, he was bounced off by Big Brother Geng: "Look at it after all gone! I said this time your kid is reluctant to even return home. I had such a beautiful girlfriend!"

Geng Xiu smiled, a little embarrassed, and a little dizzy.

After Qing Huan walked out of Geng Xiu's house and glanced back, she seemed to be able to see through the door panel how happy the family inside was. That was a world she couldn't reach, and a world she didn't like.

It's better not to own something like family.

This time Geng Xiu didn't come to the door until the evening, and he ran to open the door. Qing Huan sat on the sofa in the living room eating potato chips and watching TV. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of him and let out a faint hiatus. Geng Xiu ignored her indifferent nest and sat beside her, "Thank you for making food for me, thank you for taking care of me." He thought he would burn to death.

Qing Huan watched the TV with her eyes, but asked, "Why are you sick?"

Geng Xiu, who had a smile on his face, froze for a moment. This guy wouldn't lie at all, especially in front of someone he liked, like a blank sheet of paper, unable to hide his thoughts. Qing Huan lowered her mouth, "Didn't I say that I didn't want to see your family. If I don't go to you today, you will be ill?" No wonder she refused to sleep in her bed last night, because she was sick. She went over and let his family see what she meant.

Geng Xiu scratched his head in shame, "I, I just want to introduce you to them... I have thought about it. If you don't come, then I will think of other ways." He didn't care about the fan, he was in the kitchen. Grasping Qinghuan’s shoulders and making her face herself with distressed eyes, “I feel like I can’t catch you. The more I can’t, the more I want to catch it. I am especially afraid that you will disappear one day when I wake up, so I want to take you. Stay, stay by my side, not let you go."

Qing Huan looked at him lightly, still looking complicated. She didn't know what she could say, but Geng Xiu, "Did you forget what I told you before? There is no future between us."

"How do you know that there is no future if you don't try?" Geng Xiu said stubbornly. "I will do it no matter what you say, don't push me away!"

Qing Huan closed her eyes, and suddenly felt that the potato chips in her mouth had no taste, and the programs on TV had become dull. "My surname is Wang, and my hometown lives at No.198, **** Village, **** Town, **** Town, **** County, **** City, **** Province. If you really want to be with me, you can take a look at my past with your family first. If you like it then No change, I will consider staying with you."

"Really?" Geng Xiu was extremely happy, and he grinned openly when she heard that she was willing to stay, even if she was just thinking about it.

Did not notice Qinghuan's indifferent eyes at all.

"Yeah." She will do everything she promised, only hope that it is not him who regrets it.

In fact, Qing Huan knows clearly that if she wants to conceal it, she can conceal it for a lifetime, but what is the difference between the person who gets it this way and the person who deceives it? She wants to tell a lie for a lifetime, what's the use? She has also met a few people she likes very much, men and women, and they will ask her to stay together for a lifetime, but when they know her past.

Qinghuan will not wait for others to hesitate. She can clearly see the most true thoughts in the human heart, so she can always leave one step earlier and never look back.

There is nothing that cannot be given up, and no one is necessary. She has been holding this thought, but this body seems to have another consciousness, always wanting a companion, as if-that is the real desire of this body, and she is just one of them. customer.

If she wants to, give it to her, otherwise she won't know that some people's hopes will never be satisfied.