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Chapter 102 I like you, but I won't force you

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    Under Cui Qian's care, after more than a month, Xiaoqian successfully quit drug addiction.  The thin body gradually regained its fullness.  A juicy girl was resurrected again.

    After they moved to the urban area, their accommodation environment was much better, with one bedroom and one living room, as well as a separate kitchen and bathroom.

    They have been sleeping together, Xiaoqian regards Cui Qian as her sister, and occasionally has nightmares, when she wakes up, Cui Qian will hold herself in her arms and pat her body distressedly.

    Tracy said she was going out to do a business.  This is the first time Xiaoqian heard the word "doing business" from her mouth.

    "I'll try my best to come back at night. If I haven't come back after 11 o'clock, you should go to bed early." Cui Qian gently touched Xiaoqian's face.

    Trish didn't come back two nights in a row, but she called to say good night until 11 o'clock.  On the morning of the third day, Trish appeared with a tired face.

    "What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Xiaoqian stepped forward to help her.

    "It's okay, I drank too much, I haven't met a man who can drink so much for a long time!" Cui Qian pressed her fingers on her temples and slowly sat down on the bed.  Xiaoqian went to pour water for her, but when she came back, she was already asleep.

    In the afternoon, the weather was sultry, and Xiaoqian was sweating all over, so she ran to the bathroom to take a shower.  While she was enjoying the refreshing feeling of bathing, someone walked into the bathroom.

    Cui Qian gently stroked Xiaoqian's round shoulders, and slowly moved to her smooth white arms.

    "Itchy!" Xiaoqian giggled.

    "Turn around and let me take a good look at you!" Trish's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze in March.

    "What's so interesting?" As she was speaking, Cui Qian turned her body around and met her gaze, Xiaoqian's heart trembled.  Cui Qian's eyes were full of warmth, and her eyes were full of glances, revealing her incomparable love for the person in front of her.

    Cui Qian's peach lips covered Xiaoqian's face, and slowly searched to her lips, sucking gently.

    "Don't be like this" Xiaoqian pushed Cui Qian away, her cheeks flushed, "I'm not used to being surrounded by women"

    "Okay!" Cui Qian restrained her enthusiasm and gently stroked her wet hair, "I won't force you!"

    Cui Qian left the bathroom, Xiaoqian's heart was beating very hard.  She never thought that a woman would kiss herself like this.  She was even more afraid of how she should face Trish in the future.

    When going to bed that night, Xiaoqian was not next to Cui Qian, nor was she willing to sleep in her arms as before, because she knew that Cui Qian did not just treat herself as a sister.  She shrank into a corner, staring at the off-white wallpaper with butterfly patterns, her mind was blank.

    "In two days, my business can be finished, and then I will send you back to Guangdong." I was speechless all night, and this was the first sentence Cui Qian said to her after waking up.

    "Thank you!" She replied lightly.

    After another two nights of absence, at noon on the third day, Cui Qian appeared in front of Xiaoqian with a travel bag on her back.

    "My business has been negotiated. I have also booked the train ticket, the train at 3 o'clock in the afternoon." Trish took out two train tickets and put them on the table.

    "You will you go back with me?" Xiaoqian raised her eyes slightly, and carefully looked into Cui Qian's eyes.

    "Yes. Send the Buddha to the west." She spoke calmly, without any special emotion.

    It has been more than two years since I left Dongguan. Although Dao Baqiang and Xiaoqian often ran back and forth in Fujian, Guangdong, Hong Kong and other places, they never came to Dongguan again.

    "Do you remember where your home is?" Trish asked after getting off the train.

    "Um."

    The two went to Xiaoqian's house by car, but the house was empty. The neighbor told them that Yu Wenhong died of taking drugs half a year ago.

    "Dad!" Xiaoqian's tears still flowed down, even though this beast didn't deserve the title at all.

    "What should I do?" Xiaoqian fell helplessly into Cui Qian's arms.  She was truly unaccompanied.

    "Where's your 'brother'?" Cui Qian gave Xiaoqian her last glimmer of hope.

    "I" Xiaoqian couldn't speak.  For two years, she has been thinking about Chen Bo all the time, this feeling has already been deeply rooted in her bones.  But in the past two years, so many things have happened to her, can my brother accept himself who is no longer pure?  She has been tortured by Dao Scar for two years, and she has also taken drugs and had abortions. She is no longer complete.  My brother is a police officer, even if my brother can accept me, how will his colleagues, relatives and friends treat her.

    "Which police station is he in? I'll ask him out for you."

    "Nono need, I want to find him by myself."After making up her mind, she thought, no matter what, she must face this reality.  Regardless of the outcome, she had prepared for the worst.

    "Okay. I'll wait for you at the hotel, call me if you need anything."

    Xiaoqian went downstairs to Chen Bo's house, but she didn't dare to go up. After wandering for a long time, she squatted in the corner and waited foolishly.

    Until dark, Chen Bo did not show up. She was a little disappointed, but quickly comforted herself: "He is a policeman, he should be on a mission!"

    Xiaoqian took this comfort and walked towards the street.  The streets are full of feasting and bustling, and Dongguan is undoubtedly the most prosperous city in Guangdong. Even so, for Xiaoqian who is walking aimlessly on the street, at this moment her heart is filled with a touch of desolation.

    A man vomited on a street corner with a bottle of beer in his hand, surrounded by two girls with colorfully dyed hair.  Such scenes are not uncommon in Dongguan.  Xiaoqian just wants to leave as soon as possible, and doesn't want to have any relationship with them.

    "Little girl, don't run!" The drunk man suddenly looked at him, which made Xiaoqian involuntarily quicken her pace and ran to the other side of the street.

    A woman accidentally dropped her handbag and was bumped into by Xiaoqian, who was walking chaotically.

    "Yes I'm sorry!" Xiaoqian hastily apologized, but her eyes were still looking behind vigilantly.

    "Noit's okay!" The woman picked up the handbag and took the arm of the man beside her.  The moment Xiaoqian turned her head, she saw the man's face. Even though the lights on the street corner were dim, Xiaoqian would never be wrong, yes, it was her brother's face.  But at this moment, he was looking tenderly at the woman holding his arm, and he didn't even give himself alms from the corner of his eyes.

    "Brother!" she shouted in a low voice, but the couple had already gone away.

    On the streets of Dongguan, it is not yet the season of falling leaves, but it is extremely cold.

    Xiaoqian, who wandered all night, dried up her tears and came to the hotel before dawn.

    "How did it go?" Trish asked.

    Xiaoqian didn't say anything, just sat on the bed blankly.

    "Didn't find it? Or has he changed his mind?" Trish asked.  In the absence of an answer, Cui Qian looked for the answer on Xiaoqian's face.

    "It's rare for a man to be so long-lasting. It's been two years, and you should have expected it!" Cui Qian patted her on the shoulder, "Wash up early, have a good sleep, wake up, and put away all your troubles."  Forget it all, forget this man, forget all the stories between you and him, start a new life, life is still very beautiful!"

    Xiaoqian remained silent, as if there was nothing worth remembering in this world, she was lying on the bed, in Tracy's arms.

    "Can you?" Trish leaned over her body, kissing her face and lips like raindrops.  The right hand gently kneaded her plump place.

    Xiaoqian didn't resist, but turned her head away. She still couldn't accept this emotion in her heart.

    "Okay. I won't force you!" Trish rolled over and lay on her side.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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