The woman's eyes widened. She didn't know where Xu Qinghe came from.
Just now, I could clearly see that he had gone home.
Xu Qinghe reached out and grabbed the woman's arm and sneered: "Wife, can you come home with me?"
Bang!
The bag on the woman's shoulder fell to the ground. She used her other hand to break Xu Qinghe's hand on her arm, and kept looking around.
I don't know when she started walking to a deserted road.
The woman's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
There is no one around here, except for dim street lights and tree branches that are swaying in the cold wind.
"Please, let me walk? Please." The woman looked at Xu Qinghe and begged.
For several days, she felt like she was in a nightmare and almost collapsed to the point of suffocation.
And this nightmare never ends.
Today, she finally made up her mind to tear this nightmare apart, but she didn't expect that this dream would come back to life so quickly.
Xu Qinghe did not choose to let go because of the woman's plea. On the contrary, he held on tighter and uttered the same words:
"Honey, would you like to come home with me?"
Hearing Xu Qinghe's words, the woman's scalp tingled inexplicably. She felt that behind this seemingly full love, there was a sharp blade hidden.
Moreover, this cold and sharp blade will definitely penetrate into his chest.
The woman wanted to run away, as far away as possible, but Xu Qinghe's hands were like an iron pliers that held her tightly, making it impossible to break free.
"Please, please let me go, okay?" The woman desperately begged for mercy, even if she burst into tears, she didn't bother to wipe them away.
"Come home with me, please!" Xu Qinghe pushed the woman to the ground with force, then kicked her on the thigh, "Why are you doing this to me? Why!"
Before the woman could stand up, Xu Qinghe grabbed the woman's hair and dragged her to the side of the dark woods.
"Are you trying to find that man again?" He picked up the woman from the ground and put her on the tree trunk, strangled her neck with one hand, like a devil from the darkness, and shouted, "Tell me, are you? !”
Snapped!
A slap hit the woman hard on the face.
The woman's face, which had just subsided from some pain, became hot again, and she even felt that half of her face had become numb and was almost unconscious.
The woman shook her head and stared at Xu Qinghe in fear. For a person who had lost his mind again, she felt that saying anything at this time would be useless.
"You are mine, no one can take it away, no one can take it away!"
With that said, Xu Qinghe let go of the woman's neck, pushed her to the ground again, and began to pull off her clothes, like a hungry wolf pounced on...
While Xu Qinghe was working, no matter how loud the woman shouted, no one came to rescue her. Finally, under the double blow to her mind and body, she fainted again.
Half an hour later, Xu Qinghe was fully comforted. He arranged his clothes and sat next to the woman, silently lighting a cigarette.
After smoking the cigarette, Xu Qinghe helped the woman put on her clothes, hugged her from the ground, and seemed to be saying to himself: "Wife, I know that you will definitely not be able to leave me in your heart..."
The woman did not wake up and was still unconscious when she got home.
Xu Qinghe carefully placed the woman on the bed and covered her with a quilt. His fingers gently roamed the woman's cheeks, with a vague smile in his eyes: "My wife goes to bed first, and my husband will come over to accompany you in a while."
Ten minutes later, after washing up, Xu Qinghe walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, lay down, and then hugged the woman tightly in his arms.
The smile on his face looked very happy.
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In fact, people's desires are nothing more than money, women, health, love, dreams and external beauty.
For Mao Sandao, who had absorbed the soul, he had seen too many of these and felt somewhat tired.
It's like driving screws repeatedly in a factory...
Especially working at night is particularly detrimental to the development of physical and mental health, and it is a forced distortion of various body functions.
Mao Sandao felt that his health had been a little weak in the past few days, and he often suffered from palpitation, shortness of breath, and loss of appetite.
In addition, the inner pressure of engaging in this damned job is also extremely high!
I originally got off work at 3 a.m. so I could catch up on my sleep during the day, but almost every day I was burdened with all kinds of trivial matters.
Today, Mao Sandao plans to go to Beiziling to visit Taoist Master Banyun. I wonder if his body has recovered.
At this moment, he planned to go home and sleep for two or three hours before getting up and going to Beiziling.
It's always inappropriate to disturb others' rest if you go early.
This time when he went back, Mao Sandao didn't hold Mao Qiu'er. Instead, he found a rope and put it around Mao Qiu'er's neck and held it.
After experiencing the "Han Yu" incident, Mao Sandao still has lingering fears.
Doukui said that dogs have filthy smells and are afraid of unclean things.
So he no longer hugged the fur ball, but tried to keep a distance from it so that its filthy odor could be fully released.
Mao Sandao didn't know whether this approach of keeping a distance between him and Mao Qiu'er while actually being very close to each other was really effective.
Apparently, the fur ball, which had always been "loved" by its owner, was a little unhappy when his head was suddenly tied with a rope.
When Mao Sandao was holding it, its entire body was almost touching the ground, and it was pulling hard in the opposite direction, creating a sense of déjà vu with Mao Sandao as in a tug-of-war between animals and humans.
Maoqiu'er refused, and Mao Sandao didn't dare to pull hard, so he had to squat down and touch its head, and tried to persuade him:
"Qiu'er, you see it's not easy for me to raise you for so long. Although I often leave you at home sometimes, I still miss you very much.
Besides, I was the one who successfully transformed you from a stray dog into a domestic dog. You eat my food and drink my food. Shouldn’t you be obedient?
You need to have a conscience as a human being, but do you need to have a conscience as a dog? I'm holding you because you have filth in you to protect me, have you forgotten? Your master and I almost died yesterday afternoon.
So, you have to be good, your master needs your protection now, do you understand? "
After finishing speaking, Mao Sandao looked directly at Mao Qiu'er. He was not sure whether Mao Qiu'er understood what he just said so passionately.
Maoqiuer tilted his round head and stared back at Mao Sandao, as if he was trying his best to understand the "strange language" spoken by the tall and handsome owner opposite him.
Perhaps he had fully understood what Mao Sandao said, or he was tired from struggling, or he felt that he could not get any benefit from fighting against the behemoth of his master. Maoqiuer straightened his limbs and strode forward. go.
Looking at Mao Qiu'er, who was taking steps that he didn't recognize, and holding him back, Mao Sandao was a little confused: "Can you understand human language?"
"Woof!"
Mao Qiu'er turned to look at Mao Sandao and shouted, then raised his head to one side.
"You're not a simple beast!" Mao Sandao quickly stepped forward.
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Carrying two roast geese and several boxes of supplements, Mao Sandao came to Beiziling again.
Looking around, I was greatly surprised.
Here, it has been renovated.
Mao Sandao clearly remembered that before this, the walls of the Taoist temple were dark as if they had been smoked, but now, they were as bright and white as new, obviously having been repainted.
In addition, the plaques on both sides of the door, which had been thrown aside casually before, are now firmly embedded on both sides of the door.
No, the couplet on the plaque has been changed.
First couplet: Bitter and bleak management has gone through many hardships.
Second line: Hope, I will become famous all over the world.
Even the name of the temple on the lintel was changed. The "Shangqing Baoguan" written in black letters was renamed "Jinlai Temple".
The font "Jinlaiguan" seems to be plated with a thin layer of gold, shining brightly under the sunlight.
Mao Sandao rubbed his eyes vigorously, a little suspicious that he had gone to the wrong place. It was not until he looked around that he was convinced that this place was Beiziling.
Standing in front of the temple, Mao Sandao said with a smile: "Ah, Taoist Master Banyun has a tendency to make the temple bigger and stronger!"
"who?"
As soon as Mao Sandao finished teasing, he saw a man walking out of the temple with his hair tied neatly in a bun on top of his head. He was wearing a pure white cotton Taoist robe with a slanted front and green cloth round-top shoes. He was holding a white whisk and had a childish look on his face. of trails.
