Liu Changan originally thought that Qin Peng's message, "Look at her more carefully," was because Qin Peng thought Liu Changan had forgotten Ye Sijin's appearance.
Now think about it carefully, does Qin Peng think there is something special about Qin Yanan that Liu Changan has not discovered?
Except that she looks very much like Ye Sijin and has very big breasts, there is nothing special about her. At most, she is a beauty that is rare to see in a thousand years.
At this time, looking at his painting, Bai Hui thought it was Qin Yanan, and he was also in a trance. Liu Changan couldn't help but think that Qin Yanan could be Ye Sijin... Ye Sijin did not die, but just lost his memory, so Qin Peng
She was sent to Liu Changan. After all, he was dying, and to take care of such a special Ye Sijin, only Liu Changan was the most suitable person.
When I think about it, it's quite reasonable, but in fact it doesn't make sense. After all, Qin Yanan and Ye Sijin are not exactly the same. Otherwise, when I see Qin Yanan for the first time, I will have a completely different feeling. What's more, the most obvious thing is that Qin Yanan's bust is smaller than that of Ye Sijin.
Ye Sijin is older, so it cannot be said that Ye Sijin is not dead and has undergone secondary development.
What's more, Qin Yanan is not like Liu Chang'an, who suddenly appeared as a young boy Liu Chang'an and went to junior high school and high school without anyone witnessing his childhood.
Qin Yanan and Zhu Juntang have known each other for a long time. Qin Yanan is a child who has grown up healthily like the flowers of the motherland. She has experienced a lively and cute childhood, an ignorant and cheerful childhood, a young and beautiful girlhood, and is now close to maturity.
A young woman who gives birth to the next generation of flowers of the motherland.
So how can Qin Yanan be Ye Sijin?
Or is it reincarnation? Liu Changan himself has never died. Of course, it is unknown what the world will be like after death. After living for so many years, he has seen all kinds of strange things, such as being resurrected from the dead and rising from the coffin.
Legend has it that a yellow-toothed child caressed his father's forehead and said, "I am your father," and that in the middle of the night, a widow burst out in blood and revealed herself... I don't know how many such things are common, but Liu Changan has never seen a bull-headed horse face, judge Yan Jun, let alone
All the gods and Buddhas in heaven.
If there is a real reincarnation, the possibility of Qin Yanan being Ye Sijin is very high, but since reincarnation, of course it means severing the connection with the previous life, and Qin Yanan can no longer be regarded as Ye Sijin... In Liu Changan's view, someone is someone else.
, you cannot separate someone’s lifelong memories.
What's more, how does Qin Peng know that Qin Yanan is the reincarnation of Ye Sijin? Is it just based on his resemblance? Or is it just a dream?
Liu Changan closed his book and began to close his eyes to rest.
A piece of chalk was thrown at him, Liu Changan turned to avoid it, then calmly opened the book and looked at the blackboard seriously.
"Liu Chang'an, how many times have you fallen into samadhi in my class?" the math teacher said angrily.
"Sorry, I forgot to attend class." Liu Changan apologized sincerely.
There was a burst of laughter in the class, and the math teacher patted the podium and continued to talk.
At noon, Liu Changan still made an appointment with An Nuan to have dinner, so Bai Hui felt that she would never ask Liu Changan to have dinner again in the future. Do you understand how reserved a girl is? But never again.
Liu Changan and An Nuan have been going around the middle school and eating at every small restaurant and restaurant nearby. Today they had braised pig trotters.
After lunch, the two of them wandered around the nearby pedestrian street until they reached the deserted third floor, where they saw a couple hugging each other and kissing passionately.
An Nuan took one look and quickly quickened her pace. After walking a few steps, she found Liu Changan standing there watching, and ran back to pull Liu Changan away.
"Why are you staring at them? How embarrassing would it be if you were discovered?" An Nuan's eyes rolled, and she said with some embarrassment. This feeling is probably similar to reading novels and movies together and seeing passionate scenes. It makes you want to hurry up in embarrassment.
I clicked to turn the page or fast forward, but I felt that doing so would make people feel deliberate and pretentious.
"Obviously it's just a touch of lip skin, and subtle bioelectricity is generated during the friction. The exchanged saliva is also mixed with exfoliated cells from the upper oral cavity, biological enzymes and food residues, and the tongue is densely covered with tiny taste buds, like two handfuls
It's like brushes brushing against each other, but why do men and women become so obsessed with this kind of thing?" Liu Changan said with some emotion.
"You should recite poetry, don't say it in such a disgusting and disgusting way." An Nuan walked behind Liu Changan and beat him with her small fist to move away quickly.
"The scientific development in the last one or two hundred years has changed a person's long-term inherent concept of the macro and micro worlds." Liu Chang'an smiled, "In the past, if this scene was described in poems, it was regarded as a romantic song, and the best one was Ouyang Xiu.
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"I like Zhu Shuzhen's coquettishness and infatuation, she is not afraid of people guessing, she sleeps in her arms with her clothes on..." An Nuan said with some emotion. Most girls are a little emotional. Zhu Shuzhen's poem is about a girl holding hands with a boy.
Walking along the waterfront full of lotus flowers, they unexpectedly encountered yellow plum rain. The drizzle was so annoying that it wet their clothes. They had to find a place to take shelter from the rain and enjoy the peace and solitude.
The girl shouted, "Oh, my clothes are all wet, it's so cold, my legs are sore, I can't stand still, so I found an excuse to lean into the boy's arms, thinking about him."
It was just that I was cold and sleepy, so I hid my little face under his clothes.
"Would you like to try this childish feeling?" Liu Changan asked.
"Ah?" An Nuan was inexplicably looking forward to it, looking at him with pink cheeks.
"Come, come into my arms." Liu Changan opened his arms.
An Nuan sat and looked to her right absentmindedly, a little panicked. The smile on Liu Changan's face was a bit like the boy's expectation in Zhu Shuzhen's poems and his love for her crazy attitude, but was he just joking?
"ah!"
An Nuan was pushed from behind, and she fell into Liu Changan's arms involuntarily. She leaned forward, and her cheek missed Liu Changan's. She suddenly felt a hot friction, as if there were electric currents intersecting, An Nuan's body felt like
He felt as hot as fire, his knees softened a little, and he quickly pushed Liu Changan away. His cheeks were burning and he turned around, but the trolley coming out of the corner didn't notice An Nuan.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The worker pushing the cart apologized repeatedly.
Although she felt a dull pain in her lower back, An Nuan waved her hands repeatedly, "It's okay, it's okay."
"It's all you!" After the man left, An Nuan confidently blamed all the faults on Liu Changan without hesitation.
"It's my fault, I kept staring at you, otherwise I should have reacted in time to hug you away." Liu Changan pulled An Nuan to sit down, "Did you hurt your lower back?"
"It hurts a little, but it should be fine."
"Let me see."
"No!" An Nuan was shy. She was wearing black sports shorts today. Her upper body was just a white short-sleeved summer school uniform from the High School Affiliated to the High School, with a white tank top underneath. She had no nerve to pull up her clothes to show him.
Liu Changan rubbed his hands together, then pressed them on An Nuan's waist through his clothes.
"Woo..."
A short and unexpected moan ended abruptly. After An Nuan hummed twice, the comfortable yet strange and embarrassing feeling caused a shallow hum to come out of her nose.
"Why are your palms so hot?" An Nuan's ears seemed to have been burned by him, and it was stained on his neck.
"Friction generates heat, and then the blood rushes to the palm of the hand, and the heat is maintained longer." Liu Changan explained, "It will be over in a while, it will be fine."
An Nuan calmed down and looked at Liu Changan who was squatting next to her. Although many of the daily contacts between the two of them were closer than those between ordinary men and women, it was not too transcendent. They had already become accustomed to many touches, but today
Seeing the man and woman kissing, An Nuan suddenly had a feeling that maybe she didn't need to pursue it too deliberately, maybe one day that scene would naturally be replaced by herself and some guy who didn't understand the style.
Thinking of this, An Nuan's hands on her thighs turned into fists, and she gently hit Liu Changan's shoulder with one hand. At this time, she understood Zhu Shuzhen's mood when she wrote "Qing Ping Le". It turns out that in some situations, that kind of thinking
The feeling of falling into someone's arms is too hard to control.
"Sit down." An Nuan suddenly ordered Liu Changan loudly.
"Then I..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" An Nuan said quickly, fearing that Liu Chang would start talking nonsense again, and then she would lose all her courage for a moment.
Liu Changan had no choice but to sit next to An Nuan. An Nuan bit her lip and leaned on Liu Changan's shoulder. She closed her eyes and said, "I feel pain in my lower back. This will make it more comfortable."
Liu Changan put his arm around her shoulders.
An Nuan was motionless, her heartbeat was thundering, she turned her head sideways, her face was like a small animal hiding in the grass, she made a thin sound when she moved her body, rubbing against Liu Changan's shoulder, and quickly glanced at him, their eyes touching.
, and quickly moved away.
It's a pity that Liu Chang'an never made any extra moves. He just hugged An Nuan quietly, and the two of them sat on the bench on the third floor of the crowded pedestrian street for a long time.
An Nuan's body was soft and fragrant. Liu Changan took a deep breath. There are stories about being with you in "A Thousand Reasons for Being Late in High School." It's really good.
Both of them were late in the afternoon, because when they rushed to school, Father-in-law Sun was blushing and almost approaching Lushan.