I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Chapter 65

Fu Jiujiu was very enthusiastic this night, both his movements and his voice were much bolder than usual.

Lin Jun was also a little crazy when he teased him, like a young boy, impatient and forceful, he couldn't handle it well.

The shadow of the moon slanted to the west, and finally the room slowly became quiet.

The bedside lamp radiated a subtle warm light, and a pair of thin white legs sneaked out from under the thin silk quilt, revealing a light pink feeling.

After a while, those legs were hooked and caged into the quilt.

The bed was huge, but most of it was empty.

Because the two people on the bed were very close together, as if only that small space was enough to satisfy them.

The room was very quiet, and after a while, the legs stretched out again tentatively.

But just like last time, it wasn't long before someone hooked him in again.

Fu Jiujiu finally couldn't hold back, and secretly opened his eyes.

Lin Jun closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes pressed against his eyelids, and his slender eyebrows were not as sharp as usual, but a little more soft and tender, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Seemingly aware of Fu Jiujiu's gaze, those eyes slowly opened after a while.

Fu Jiujiu smirked and looked into those eyes for a moment.

In the obsidian-like eyes, there is still a tide of passion that has not yet faded, which looks moist and deep.

"It's terrible, brother." Fu Jiujiu deliberately bit his ear and said, looking at him with adoring eyes.

Lin Jun coughed lightly, turned his face away with red ears, but soon turned away again.

His voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was deliberately flat, with a slight command: "Sleep."

"Brother." Fu Jiujiu didn't sleep, as if he had a lot to say.

"Huh?" Lin Jun responded with a nasal voice.

"You should smile more." Fu Jiujiu held back a smile: "You look so pretty when you smile, especially sweet."

This is the barrage that was posted the most by the audience inside and outside the venue today.

At that time, the host was asking Fu Jiujiu about the source of inspiration for his comic creation, and Fu Jiujiu subconsciously looked at Lin Jun.

Lin Jun sat quietly under the stage, and looked up at Fu Jiujiu slightly.

His expression is extremely focused, and even gives people a slightly serious feeling.

After looking at each other for about two seconds, there was a slight crack in the serious expression, the eyebrows became soft, and the corners of the lips were slightly raised, bringing out a little smile.

Fu Jiujiu smiled knowingly, and shared his creative inspiration with a smile.

He didn't go into such detail, but everyone could tell that the inspiration for Zhiren's creation should have come from Lin Jun.

Because Fu Jiujiu said: "In fact, I didn't think too much about it. I just wanted to draw my lover. He is so good. I want everyone to see his beautiful side."

When the camera showed Lin Jun again, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was something deep in his eyes, which seemed to be being suppressed forcibly.

But after a while, he seemed to sense the camera, so he relaxed his expression, lowered his eyes and smiled.

The dimples on the cheeks were deep, and they were deliberately zoomed in by the camera. The thick long eyelashes drooped and raised again, and the obsidian-like eyes seemed to have fallen into fire.

Lin Ershao rarely shows up in public.

Occasionally show up, most of the time will deliberately avoid the camera.

But the only two times he faced the camera, he amazed the world.

【Your dimples have no wine, but I'm drunk like a dog! 】

[Don't be so gentle, it's obviously dog ​​abuse! 】

【Does Lin Ershao know that he looks so good-looking when he smiles?If you know, why do you always have a cold face in those blurry photos that can no longer be blurred. 】

[Young Master Lin, please see me, you must smile more, your smile is super pretty and sweet. 】

【+1】

【+2】

[+10000000086...]

[If I had money, I would use it to exchange for a smile like this, but unfortunately, even the money belongs to Lin Shao, if I lose, I lose...]

【…】

One bullet screen was more extreme than the other, and Fu Jiujiu deliberately re-read that paragraph after he came back, laughing while reading it, and deliberately read it to Lin Jun.

Looking at Lin Jun's pretendingly serious face now, he couldn't help but want to tease him again.

Sure enough, Lin Jun pursed his lips and persisted tenaciously for a while, but in the end he didn't hold back his smile.

He was quiet for a moment, tried his best to suppress his smile, and almost scolded him angrily: Nonsense!

Fu Jiujiu couldn't help laughing, laughing so hard that Lin Jun held the back of his head and pushed him into his arms.

After a while, Lin Jun's voice came from above again, with a little smile and a little low voice: "Be obedient and go to sleep."

Fu Jiujiu obediently closed his eyes.

His leg didn't extend out of the quilt any more, but one of his legs was naturally lifted up and hung around Lin Jun's waist.

He hugged Lin Jun very tightly, and a little uneasiness gradually appeared between his brows where he could not see.

Since moving back, after dreaming about herself for the first time, Fu Jiujiu had two more dreams.

My own age in the dream looks a little older.

If in the first dream, the self in the dream looked like he was nineteen or 20 years old, then the last two times he was about 21 or [-] years old.

In fact, the difference is not that big, and you might not be able to see it normally, but I don't know if it's because he is too familiar with himself, or because of other reasons, Fu Jiujiu judged his age very easily.

He is not sure that the time over there is much faster than here?

Or has he been trying to connect with himself in some way, but out of so many attempts, only a few points are successful?

Just like the first time, the self in the dream was trying to say something.But Fu Jiujiu could only see the video, but could not receive any other information.

In one of the dreams, he saw his mother again.

Fu Jiujiu hugged Lin Jun in a daze.

Lin Jun fell asleep, but the arms around his waist were still like cast iron.

With a slight pressure, his heart slowly calmed down.

For some reason, he dreamed of himself again.

The self in the dream seemed to be a little older, her hair was not long, but it was very soft, and a few locks of forehead hair fell down, looking very soft.

He seemed to be aware of himself, as he asked somewhat expectantly, "Can you hear me?"

Fu Jiujiu heard it this time, but it was difficult to speak, like being trapped in a transparent box and unable to break out, so he could only nod desperately.

He could tell that the place where he was in the dream was exactly the bedroom in his mother's house.

He seemed to know he could hear, so he became very happy, and said a little eagerly: "I was 12 years old when I got here."

Then his emotions became a little excited and bitter: "At that time, my mother was still there, and her disease was just in its infancy, and it hadn't reached the point of being uncontrollable. It was eradicated after only one operation."

Fu Jiujiu opened his eyes wide, but he didn't notice the tears in his eyes.

The self in the dream also choked up, and said: "She is very good, she has been healthy until now, and she will live a long life."

Then he stretched out his hand, wearing a ring on the ring finger of his left hand, which was exactly the same as what Fu Jiujiu was wearing now.

"Tomorrow I will be 22," he said. "It's the same as before. We will get married as soon as we graduate. He is also the same as before. He hasn't changed at all."

Fu Jiujiu wanted to reach out, but the dream self stopped him: "I'm not going back, my mother is here, and Lin Jun is here too, I want to be with them and never be separated again."

His eye circles were a little red, but he still smiled: "I didn't feel safe in the past, so I tortured him all the time, and wanted him to think that every moment, whether it's worry or happiness, is me..."

He paused: "But I have lived again since I was 12 years old, with my mother, I have grown up again, the hole in my heart has been repaired, this time I have learned how to love someone, I want Treat him well, love him well."

"You know?" He suddenly asked: "We are actually one person, and so is he, he is so good, you should love him well, don't be like the past."

"This kind of time may not be too much, I will say it as soon as possible." The self in the dream speeded up the speech: "You may not understand the situation, and I did the same at the beginning, but from 12 years old to now 22 years old, I have enough Even so, I really realized where the problem was, and it was two years ago that I found that this bedroom could be connected to another space by chance, and I tried many times to talk to myself.”

He spoke many words, some of which seemed to be words, and some of which seemed not to be.

I don't know if it's because of the connection between time and space, or because they are the same person, but many memories from the past suddenly appeared in Fu Jiujiu's mind.

Like streams flowing into his river, they quickly merged into one.

He saw many, many scenes, flying past before his eyes.

He stood at the door of Lin Jun's classroom, anxiously waiting to deliver his lunch box. The young Lin Jun arrived late, and glanced at him indifferently, as if he didn't want to pick it up.

He pushed the lunch box into his arms, took advantage of the moment he held it, wrapped his arms around his waist, and stuck to his body, saying that he liked him,

He was sitting on the court, and when the game was over, countless boys and girls rushed over to hand Lin Jun towels and water.

But the young man just wiped the sweat from his forehead carelessly with his wristband, bent down to take the water bottle in his hand, Fu Jiujiu looked at the towel held up by others, and realized that he forgot to bring it, so he hurriedly stood up and wiped it with his cuff. The sweat was flooding on his forehead, but he held his hand, leaned over to block the sight of others, and quickly kissed his palm,

On the day when the college entrance examination ended, he was waiting for him at the door of his house. Lin Jun took him home, clasped fingers with him, and introduced him to his mother and brother, who was inferior and reserved,

On the afternoon when he was dumped by his stepmother, Lin Jun quietly prepared a lot of valuable gifts, drove to his house to visit, and told his father that they will get married in the future, and please give them more before he becomes an adult. He had a little patience, and from now on his stepmother could only please him,

Then there were countless moments, he kept talking about breaking up, throwing things in anger, and Lin Jun's flushed eyes and tightly pursed lips,

Later, they wore black and white suits and swore in the church that they would love each other for the rest of their lives and never leave.

And then there is a continuous vicious circle, breaking up over and over again turned into divorce...

Lin Jun's eyes are rarely red anymore, but there will be inadvertent tiredness between the drooping eyelashes.

He also saw that when Lin Jun learned that his birthday was on June [-]st, he began to take the trouble to send him sunflowers.

"Why did you send me sunflowers?" He asked around his neck.

"Shouldn't children born on Children's Day be given sunflowers?" Although he was only two years older than him, he said very old-fashionedly: "I hope my children can thrive towards the sun like it does."

Fu Jiujiu laughed.

Lin Jun looked at him, and took out a bunch of keys cautiously: "I'm still studying, I don't have much money, but I bought a small apartment with my pocket money, and we'll move out and live together when you grow up. One o'clock, shall we get married?"

Fu Jiujiu wept with joy, jumped on him, kissed his lips, wrapped his legs around his waist, and said softly: "Okay."

He leaned Fu Jiujiu against the wall, supported his buttocks, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sunflower is still a flower that represents father's love."

At that time, Fu Jiujiu didn't understand much, but when he was forced to call him father again and again in bed, he realized that it was Lin Jun's bad taste.

At that time, they did live in a small apartment for a short period of time.

Finally, he saw the extremely familiar scene.

For some unknown reason, Fu Jiujiu lost his temper again.

After losing his temper, he said again as usual: "If you can't live, then get a divorce?"

Lin Jun sat on a chair, and the white window screen was raised from behind him, half enveloping him in the shadows.

He folded his fingers on his knees, lowered his eyes slightly, and finally raised his eyes after a while.

Those eyes were no longer warm, and became indifferent: "Let's get a divorce."

Fu Jiujiu is more familiar with this scene than anyone else, and this is also the reason why he has never dared to let go of his feelings.

He pursed his lips, feeling tears welling up, feeling so distressed for Lin Jun.

He saw himself signing it.

He knows what happened next.

Fu Jiujiu woke up with wet eyes.

Someone was gently kneading the back of his neck and kissing his forehead, with a very soothing voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Fu Jiujiu raised his eyes, the black and white eyes were bright red.

"Having a nightmare?" Lin Jun pulled his forehead hair up and kissed his eyes.

"It's not a nightmare," Fu Jiujiu choked out, "It's a very good dream."

Lin Jun looked down at him, and after a while, the corners of his mouth curled up, teasing him: "What a dream, crying like this?"

Fu Jiujiu didn't speak, but buried her face in the crook of his neck, raised it slightly after a while, and kissed his Adam's apple.

Lin Jun's breathing became a little messy, and he held his waist.

"Lin Jun." He called him.

"Huh?" Lin Jun's voice was slightly sandy and deep, touching his eardrums.

"I love you so much." Fu Jiujiu said.

"You're so good at talking?" Lin Jun was silent for a moment, then smiled lowly, then lowered his head and kissed his lips: "Did you eat candy?"

"Brother." Fu Jiujiu responded to him, calling again vaguely.

"Huh?" Lin Jun really laughed this time, stroking his back gently.

"Brother," Fu Jiujiu looked up at him, kissed his chin, driven by the inner emotion, couldn't help it: "I'm so happy."

Fu Jiujiu's youth was very bitter, like a person with no home but a nest, living a wandering life.

Happiness and security are far away from him, a line he dare not touch.

But at the age of 24, when he thought his life had already been finalized, he stepped into a torrent and got the moon he had been looking forward to for many years.

Everyone says the moon's light should be cold.

But only those in his arms know how hot the moon is.

Holding his moon, Fu Jiujiu was melted body and soul.

Everything that was missing has been recast, just like Fu Jiujiu in his dream, his scars and loopholes are also filled with love and tenderness.

He was treated like a treasure, and the things that he once thought he could not get were now surrounded by him.

It seems that it will be easy to get it, without any effort.

"Me too," his moon pressed against him and hugged him very tightly, with a gentle but firm tone: "I am also very happy."

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