Infatuation
Du Sulin was very puzzled in her heart. Xiao Qingzhu obviously had nothing to do with her, so why did she always have the urge to analyze her from inside out?
Just like the case of Wang Ziwen. It was just a business deal, and after the deal was settled, she shouldn't have asked too many questions, but instead, she called Du Siyan to investigate at the first opportunity.
Walking on the main street, seeing ghosts coming and going, but those ghosts seemed to be hiding far away when they passed by her side, like mice seeing a cat. Du Si Lin was not surprised at this phenomenon. With both hands in his pockets, he walked as if nothing had happened.
She had no particular purpose, just wandering aimlessly. At the intersection, she turned left and right randomly, and in the end, it was unclear whether it was fate or the city's circular structure that led her to the Jianyou Building.
Familiarly walking to the door of that coffee shop, Du Siling was stunned. The noisy music and cheers, the elegant coffee shop during the day had transformed into a bar at night.
Just as she was hesitating whether to go in or not, the door of the bar was opened by someone. A drunk and confused woman stumbled towards Duslin as soon as she saw her, but Duslin dodged to one side. The woman stumbled forward, staring at Duslin with a pair of bewildered eyes, and when she realized that Duslin wasn't someone she knew, she staggered away, leaning against the wall for support.
Du Sulin smoothed out his clothes, flattening the wrinkled areas, glanced inside the bar, and turned to leave.
But it was that one glance that left Du Sulin stunned.
A woman seemed like a fairy in the dark night, dancing crazily on stage, and many people under the stage cheered and jumped for her.
Her slender, seductive figure, with hair scattered over her shoulders and slightly curled at the ends, seemed to be rolling like waves. She danced in the music, weeping under the lights that shone brightly one moment and dimly the next. Yes, only Du Shilin saw clearly that this woman was crying.
Douslin seemed to be possessed, walking into the noisy bar she extremely disliked. Sitting at the counter, when the bartender asked her what she wanted, she didn't even glance at him and said: "Fresh milk."
"Fresh milk?" The bartender looked at Du Si Lin's eyes and felt a bit strange, thinking that this person was quite young, coming to a bar and drinking fresh milk, wondering if he was underage.
"Hmm." Duslin's gaze remained on the woman in the middle of the stage, responding faintly.
"Miss, we don't allow minors in here," said the bartender politely.
"Oh." Duslin responded with a single word, completely unaware that the minor mentioned by the bartender was her.
"So you're...?" the bartender said tentatively.
"What? How?" Du Sulin finally turned his head, glanced at the bartender, and found that it was a female bartender. She had a haircut similar to a Mohawk, with a sharp chin and a hint of a charming young man's flavor.
The bartender was now able to take a closer look at Du Sulin, and the indifference in her eyes left a deep impression on him, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her.
"Are you eighteen years old?" the bartender asked, with a tone so indifferent that it was as if he shouldn't be having this conversation.
"Yes." Duslin replied, and in her heart she understood that the bartender was hesitant because he thought she was a minor.
After getting Duslin's affirmative answer, the milk was quickly brought up. The milky white ** sparkled with a crystal luster under the dim lamp light, and a slice of lemon floated up and down in the milky white ocean, looking elegant and mysterious.
"Thanks for 28." Twenty-eight was the price of this cup of milk, Du Siling was stunned, she didn't have the habit of carrying money. It had always been Feng who carried the money.
"Put it on my account." The woman on stage had somehow come down and was now standing beside Du Sulin, smiling at her.
Dou Sulin responded with a nod of his head, acknowledging the greeting.
"How did I end up here?" Xiao Qingzhu found a seat next to Du Sulin and signaled the bartender to bring over a cocktail.
"I don't know." Duslin said truthfully, she really didn't know why she came here.
"Don't you know?" Xiao Qingzhu's eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed at Du Siling through the golden liquid of her cocktail, and from those eyes, she saw confusion.
"Hmm." Duslin still didn't deny it. "Qizi Qi's spirit tablet, I gave it to your grandmother," she said suddenly.
"You..." Hearing Du Si Lin's words, Xiao Qing Zhu was slightly stunned. She looked at Du Si Lin with a gaze that contained an inexplicable deep meaning, as if she wanted to see through her from the inside out.
Douslin took a sip of fresh milk and slightly furrowed her brow. She didn't like this kind of milk with miscellaneous flavors.
"Komatsumata, another glass of fresh milk, no lemon slice." Duslin's slight frown was noticed by Xiao Qingzhu, who said to the bartender with a Moe haircut.
Du Sulin's mouth twitched slightly, and Xiao Qingzhu was indeed not simple.
"Celina, I found... " Xiao Qing's eyes sparkled as she slightly rotated the glass cup in her hand, "You won't laugh."
Douslin's body shook violently, she knew she wouldn't laugh, but no one had ever said that.
"You're drunk." Du Sulin raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Qingzhu, snatching the wine cup from her hand, not letting her continue drinking.
"No, I'm not drunk." Xiao Qingzhu's face was slightly flushed, her chest rising and falling, her eyes fixed on Du Siling without blinking.
Being looked at like this made Du Si Lin feel a bit uneasy. She stood up and helped Xiao Qing Zhu, saying lightly: "I'll send you back."
"No, I won't go back." Xiao Qingzhu shook off Du Siling's hand and said in a spoiled tone.
Du Sulin frowned, but still didn't listen to Xiao Qingzhu's words. He increased the strength in his hands a bit, making it impossible for Xiao Qingzhu to resist, yet not painful either. He lifted her up and left.
After finally hailing a taxi, Du Siling immediately gave the driver Xiao Qingzhu's home address.
From the moment he took over Xiao Qingzhu's business, Du Siyan had already figured out Xiao Qingzhu's basic information. This was his most basic protection for his sister as her brother.
The blue Danube River, Xiao Qingzhu's residence. It was a quiet and secluded neighborhood.
The taxi was stopped by the security guard at the entrance. Taxis are not allowed in this community.
At the main gate of the blue Danube River, there is a huge human-shaped statue in Roman style. A handsome man with a beautiful body wearing a war cloak rides a majestic horse. Around it is a fountain. It's unknown what time it is now, but it must be past 1 o'clock. The fountain is still working hard, and the water flowers are blooming magnificently in the air.
Du Sulin spent a lot of effort finding Xiao Qingzhu's residence, 11th floor, room 1101, but the elevator was under maintenance and couldn't be used.
Standing at the entrance of the corridor, Du Sulin felt very helpless. Was she really going to carry Xiao Qingzhu up to the eleventh floor?
Looking at Xiao Qingzhu, who was slightly drunk beside him, Du Siling sighed in his heart and suddenly turned around to carry Xiao Qingzhu on his back. It's said that a drunken person is heavier than a camel, which seems to be true. Looking at Xiao Qingzhu's slender figure, carrying her on his back wasn't a light weight either.
The eleventh floor, which usually takes less than a minute to reach by elevator, took Du Siling nearly half an hour to climb. Her forehead was densely covered with fine sweat, and even her breathing was somewhat uneven.
Even when she stopped to rest on the road, she didn't put Xiao Qingzhu down. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but Xiao Qingzhu's arms were tightly wrapped around her neck, making it impossible for her to put him down.
It's unknown whether Xiao Qingzhu did it intentionally or unintentionally, but his breath on Du Siling's neck made him feel a ticklish sensation.
Du Sulin held Xiao Qingzhu with one hand, and with some difficulty, she freed up a hand to search for the key on Xiao Qingzhu's body. After nearly ten minutes of struggling, Du Sulin finally put Xiao Qingzhu on the bed. She was so exhausted that she didn't have the strength to get up, lying beside Xiao Qingzhu and panting heavily.
Before long, the sound of Xiao Qingzhu's steady breathing reached her ears. Du Siling gazed at the ceiling, slightly dazed. Beside Xiao Qingzhu, she felt an inexplicable sense of security from this completely unguarded breathing sound.
Dou Sulin leaned sideways, watching Xiao Qingzhu gradually fall asleep. Her slightly curled eyelashes twitched from time to time. After falling asleep, Xiao Qingzhu was like a porcelain doll, making people feel the desire to protect her in their hearts.
"You won't laugh." But in Du Sulin's mind, Xiao Qingzhu's unintentional words after getting drunk had been lingering.
"You know, I only have one soul and one body. To be able to leave behind a single life is already a great fortune. The seven emotions are just a luxury for me." Du Sulin suddenly said. In the darkness, even Du Sulin did not notice Xiao Qingzhu's clenched fist.
Even Du Sulin didn't know why she suddenly said such a sentence, it was just that she suddenly wanted to say it. She thought that even if she would laugh, it shouldn't be that good-looking anyway.
At this thought, Du Sulin's mouth corners twitched again with a bitter smile.
Suddenly, a soft touch covered Du Sulin's lips, like the warm breeze of March, which made her feel warm as soon as it touched her face. Du Sulin reflexively stretched out her hand to push it away, but she didn't push it away. Because a pair of slender arms had already wrapped around her neck at some point, and in the darkness, she felt Xiao Qingzhu's unique breath, that fragrance like orchid and musk filled Du Sulin's entire chest cavity, making her feel like she couldn't even take a breath.
She didn't expect Xiao Qingzhu would take such action, Xiao Qingzhu is a woman, and she is also a woman.
Feng and Jing's love affair didn't repel her, it was because such feelings had never fallen on herself. At this time, Du Siling inexplicably felt guilty, without knowing where it came from. But she believed that it absolutely wasn't due to her disapproval of women loving each other.
Maybe it's just too unexpected.
"You... you're drunk." Du Sulin bit her tongue, forcing herself to sober up a bit, and pushed Xiao Qingzhu away with force. At this moment, her breathing was more disordered than ever before, her face burning hot, and even a surge of evil fire burst out from her lower abdomen, making it impossible for her to calm down.
Xiao Qingzhu was unusually quiet, gazing at Du Siling. Her angular face, thin lips that were slightly swollen from being bitten, her straight nose, and a pair of eyes that shone like stars and were as deep as the sea. Her long hair had been untied by Xiao Qingzhu and was scattered randomly, everything was so perfect.
This perfect person only has one soul and one spirit. Even Xiao Qingzhu couldn't tell whether he was drunk or sober, and everything that happened was beyond his expectations.
Du Sulin's breathing gradually calmed down, from getting out of bed to walking out the door, she didn't look at Xiao Qingzhu again, only faintly saying: "I'm back."
Without a shred of emotion, as soon as the words were spoken, Du Sulin and Xiao Qingzhu's hearts simultaneously tightened.
But these two people, one didn't look back and the other didn't turn around.
It's just that they're apart now, and perhaps everything that happened tonight needs time to digest.
Haha, yesterday was a friend's birthday and I ended up giving up the bed to sleep in the living room on a makeshift bed. It was 10 degrees at night and I almost froze to death with just a bath towel for cover.
The placement of the ancestral tablet is connected with the eight characters of birth, just like the principle of selecting a graveyard address to look at Feng Shui.
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