Ding Ergou's Arbitrary Life

Because Gu Qingshan walked too suddenly, he didn't buy a good cemetery at all. His ashes had to be sent to the funeral home first, and then buried in the cemetery after buying the cemetery.

After all this was done, Ding Changsheng sent Yang Xiao and Gu Xiaomeng home. These days, Gu Xiaomeng did not say a word or even looked at Ding Changsheng, which worried Ding Changsheng very much.

Yang Xiao sees all this in his eyes. When he gets home, Gu Xiaomeng goes directly to his room and looks at Gu Xiaomeng's back. Ding Changsheng feels helpless.

"Changsheng, don't be angry, and don't blame her. Your father's affairs really hit her very much. She has had a good relationship with her father since childhood. Now that Qingshan has passed away, can she not feel uncomfortable? You can be more tolerant. Yang Xiao comforted.

"Godmother, I know, I don't blame her.".

"Well, it will be better after a while. You haven't had a rest these days. Go back to have a rest first.". Yang Xiao said.

"Well, godmother, if anything, call me. No matter what time, you are my godmother. I will always take care of you and Xiaomeng.". Ding Changsheng said, turned around and left. He was afraid that he couldn't help crying again. He didn't know why. He thought he would have no tears after his parents died, but he didn't expect that he was still very sad these days. This kind of sadness can't be described by words, but it's really hurt in his heart.

Back home, a buttock on the sofa, no longer willing to move, perhaps very sleepy, lying on the sofa, so muddleheaded to sleep.

He slept for more than ten hours until he was awakened by a nightmare. He dreamed that Gu Xiaomeng was chasing him with a kitchen knife. He had to say that Gu Qingshan was killed by him and asked Ding Changsheng to compensate her father. Ding Changsheng wanted to run, but he couldn't run. He woke up in a hurry.

When I woke up, I saw that I was still sleeping on the sofa, but I was covered with a quilt. I opened my eyes drowsily. What I saw was Zhao Xinya sitting on the other end of the sofa. It seemed to me that she was asleep. At this time, I saw the light in the living room was on. When I came back, it was still daytime. Now it was dark. I had been sleeping for such a long time.

"Are you awake? Are you all right, drink water? " The sound of Ding Changsheng on the sofa wakes Zhao Xinya. She immediately sits up and asks.

"What time is it?" Ding Changsheng took a sip of water from Zhao Xinya and asked.

"It's nearly twelve o'clock. Do you want something to eat? I'll make some.". Zhao Xinya stood up and said.

"No food, no hunger, nothing to eat.". Ding Changsheng sighed.

Looking at Ding Changsheng's haggard, Zhao Xinya guessed that something must have happened to Ding Changsheng, otherwise he would not have been like this. He opened the door and came in without waking him up. It seems that he is really tired.

"Changsheng, is something wrong?" Zhao Xinya washed a towel with hot water from the bathroom and handed it to Ding Changsheng to wipe his face.

"My godfather is dead. I've been dealing with funerals these days. I'm a little tired.". Ding Changsheng was wrapped in a quilt, as if it was very cold, but his face was clearly sweating.

"Ah, when did it happen? Why don't I know? Why don't you tell me? I'll go and see him. Zhao Xinya whispered.

"Alas, people can't be reborn after death, and it's hard to go. It's better not to go.". Ding Changsheng shrank in the sofa, wrapped in a quilt, but still shivering.

"You, are you ill?" Zhao Xinya came over and touched Ding Changsheng's brow. It was very hot. It seemed that she was really sick.

"Ouch, it's so hot. Go to the hospital for injection. It's not good if it goes on like this. It will burn the lung.". Zhao Xinya said she was going to get up and prepare to send Ding Changsheng to the hospital.

"No, I have medicine in my drawer. Give me some cold medicine and I'll have a sleep.". Ding Changsheng said, biting his teeth.

Zhao Xinya waited on Ding Changsheng, took the medicine, and helped Ding Changsheng to bed.

"Xinya elder sister, you go, I'm fine, Yingying herself will be afraid at home alone, you hurry back.". Ding Changsheng tightened his quilt and said.

"You sleep and I'll leave later.". Zhao Xinya smiles and turns off the light at the head of the bed, but she doesn't close the bedroom door. She sits on the sofa and drinks water. She looks at Ding Changsheng's bedroom all the time. Although Ding Changsheng lets her go, she can't rest assured that he looks like this.

Looking at the room and thinking about what happened that night, she did not know whether Ding Changsheng knew what happened that night or whether he had a relationship beyond human relations with him. She wondered what would happen if Ding Changsheng knew about it?

This is a problem that she has been worried about. When she was in Haiyang, she knew Ding Changsheng's mind at that time. However, she had a husband at that time, and Ding Changsheng called herself one by one. How could she have anything to do with him.

However, since his suicide, Ding Changsheng transferred her to Huzhou, and he boarded the platform again. This is her freshman. But I don't know why. Since then, Ding Changsheng has been keeping a distance from himself. At the beginning, he thought it was Ding Changsheng's intention. But that night, something happened that night that shouldn't have happened I'm dying for this to happen again.Although the thought of their own faces makes me feel feverish, I can't help thinking so. Especially when I can't sleep at night at home alone, she will think, what is Ding Changsheng doing now and where is he now?

And in order to find that feeling, she often finds out all the quilts in her home, covering her body one bed after another. However, she still can't find the feeling of being pressed by men. This feeling is like opium, which is addictive. As long as it is eaten, she will never forget the taste. The feeling of biting people's heart and lungs is irresistible Just thinking, once again, once again, I will be satisfied. Although this is the feeling of self deception, she has been deceiving herself.

She is only in her thirties and less than forty years old. This is the age when a woman's desire is the strongest. However, at this time, men are on the decline. Zhao Xinya is more thorough. She has no man now. It is Ding Changsheng who let her know the joy of being a woman. Although it is only one night, this night makes her remember.

Although sometimes Ding Changsheng is not at home, she has the key, in the name of tidying up the room for Ding Changsheng, she secretly touches everything that Ding Changsheng has used, especially the clothes that Ding Changsheng has worn, and each time she covers her nose and sniffs it secretly for a long time. It is the taste of a man. Only she knows such things.

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