Because her daughter was neither good nor bad, she could never be satisfied, so after meeting Li Yong, Wen Xue almost treated him as her own child.
Li Yong not only has good grades, but also has a lot in common with her.
Why Wen Xue separated from Wen Ju'an's father in the first place was not only because it was an expedient measure, but also because the two didn't get along in every aspect.
There is no affection between the two, and Yang Xue has always felt that the other person is not worthy of her, and they have no common topics.
It was so painful for a woman like her to face such a man all day long.
In comparison, Li Yong, who had been her pen pal for such a long time, was obviously more attracted to her.
Wenxue was born in a scholarly family, and she was a bit of a literary youth, commonly known as being pretentious. If she wanted to impress her, she would naturally have to start in this area.
This is due to the various books Li Yong read in his spare time in the world of "Golden Years", some of which were read to write better, which enriched himself culturally.
Compared with the abilities gained by completing tasks, these things accumulated step by step through his own learning also make Li Yong feel more at ease.
He sometimes thought that this might be the most important meaning to his life when traveling through various worlds. First, he would experience different lives and gain different insights, and secondly, he would improve himself.
Many things in this world will lie to you, but knowledge will not.
In terms of accumulation, Li Yong, who has a wider range of information sources and more involved, is definitely not comparable to Wen Xue.
He would even guide some of Wen Xue's interests, such as starting from the life changes in the African savannah, mentioning the topic of reproduction, and finally even touching on the relationship between men and women. This is a bit of deliberate guidance, and it can even be considered a guide. He was trying to tease Wen Xue by force.
The so-called forceful seduction of girls is the most fatal, probably because I did not see Li Yong in person through the written text, so I naturally ignored his age and true identity. On the contrary, because of the written words, I gained a beautiful imagination.
So in her eyes, Li Yong seemed to have become an equal and a peer, and she gradually opened her heart to him.
Because Wenxue had been miserable in the past few years, she also had a lot of thoughts hidden in her heart.
As a strong woman on the outside, she couldn't share it with her colleagues and friends, or tell her brother and daughter. On the contrary, Li Yong's appearance made her a suitable person to confide in.
So she asked her to turn some words into words and write them down in writing and give them to Li Yong. Because she had different emotions when she was writing those words, Li Yong would naturally see different things.
Wen Xue seemed to be aware of this at this time, and she thought that maybe it was because of this that Li Yong had some misunderstanding.
It's just that this guy just went too far, so although she felt pity for him, after returning to the living room and sitting down again, she thought about it and felt that she still needed to make it clear to Li Yong, so she spoke again with a very serious expression: "Li Yong." Yong, Auntie just saw that you seemed a little unhappy, and wanted to comfort you. Don’t get me wrong. And you are still young, so the most important thing is to focus on studying and studying.
"And... aunt is already old..."
Speaking of this, Wen Xue felt a little melancholy for no reason.
She felt that the most regrettable thing about being with her previous husband was that time was fleeting and her best youth was lost to him, which made her feel a little worthless.
Sometimes I even vaguely feel that Wen Ju'an's existence hinders me from choosing a new life.
Of course, she couldn't abandon Wen Ju'an. She even invested in her expectations for her former self, and naturally she didn't want Wen Ju'an to follow her original path.
It's just that Wen Ju'an is really not up to par, and he can't even inherit his skills in terms of learning.
"No, Auntie, you are not old at all!"
Li Yong thought to himself, to be honest, my actual age is older than yours, why don’t I pretend to be younger here?
I have to say, it feels really good to act young. No wonder those women in their thirties, forties, and fifties all like to play girls of sixteen or seventeen, as if this can preserve the passing years. I don’t know why. Deceiving oneself and others is still deceiving others.
Wen Xue smiled helplessly, touched the fine lines at the corners of her eyes and said, "Look here... forget it, why am I arguing with you about this?"
Li Yong suddenly nodded seriously and said, "I understand what Auntie means, I'm sorry, I won't do it anymore..."
Li Yong admits his mistakes very simply. Of course, he admits it firmly and will never regret it. He will still do what he has to do when he finds an opportunity in the future. If it doesn't work this time, there will be a next time. He can always break down the opponent's defense line little by little.
He not only likes the results, but also enjoys the process. If it is too simple and crude, it will be boring.
What's more, this is still a mission requirement. But if this continues, my moral integrity will probably fall off layer by layer. Will I be able to get it back again in the future?
Well, forget it if you can't find it back. From now on, your moral integrity will be a stranger.
"Aunt Wen, I'll leave first..."
Li Yong knew that after what happened, it was not suitable for the two of them to continue to get along, and it would create an awkward atmosphere over time, so he took the initiative to say goodbye.
Wen Xue didn't hold him back this time, she just got up and saw him off. After watching his back disappear from the door, Wen Xue closed the door and couldn't help but touch her lips with her hand.
Here, just now, there was the warmth on the big boy's lips.
…
When Wen Xue opened her eyes, she felt the sunlight was a bit dazzling, coming through the gap between the curtains and hitting her face.
She raised her hand to block it, then suddenly thought of something, she suddenly sat up, picked up her glasses from the side, put them on and looked to the side, but saw nothing, which made her sigh in relief.
God knows what a long and beautiful dream she had in her previous sleep, and in that dream, she and Li Yong were actually together. The direction of the dream was similar to what Li Yong had written before. Li Yong was the protagonist, and she was him. "Muse".
The process is indescribable, but it is very comfortable.
Wen Xue hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand and wiped it inside, and immediately realized that it was not just a feeling that she only had in dreams.
She closed her eyes and sighed inwardly.
In fact, this kind of physiological reaction has not happened before. As the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, she has reviewed many articles, including some excellent writing.
And she had long discovered that she had a hobby, that is, she liked to find excitement in these words.
In fact, the previous correspondence with Li Yong and the increasingly wild and explicit words written by Li Yong stimulated her more and more every time. But even at that time, she rarely had such dreams, so No specific person will appear in the dream.
This is also the reason why she can still maintain her rationality when facing Li Yong every time. Unexpectedly, this time the person actually materialized and it was Li Yong.
And I don't know if it is because of this reason, this time the feeling is more real than before. Wen Xue can feel that there are traces not only in the clothes, but also on the quilt and bed sheets.
She could only get up quickly, thinking that before Ju An came back, she would take care of these things so that she wouldn't find out.
Although she didn't know whether her daughter would care about her current abnormal changes, she just thought it was just to reassure herself.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she took off the quilt, she noticed her brother and daughter who were having breakfast together.
"Good morning!" Wen Qinghua greeted, then looked at the quilt in her sister's arms, her eyes slightly narrowed behind her lenses, not knowing what she was thinking of.
