He came with great glory

Letter 101, Chapter 99

Fu Ying got up early in the morning, took out her phone from under the pillow, and found that Shen Liguang had sent her a morning message, she returned it early, then got up, washed and went downstairs.

Fu Yan went downstairs with a yawn, saw that the little girl was in a good mood, teasing the cat, and asked with a smile, "Are you in a good mood?"

"Then I cry?"

"Hey, you're going to talk back, you don't need me anymore, right? Don't beg me to let me chase Brother Li Guang for you then."

Fu Ying tickled Qibao.

Qibao was basking in the sun, rolling and purring in comfort.

"I do not need."

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows: "Have you figured it out? Don't be too stubborn? Have you moved on?"

"I've figured it out, I'm not in a dead end anymore, I'm in love."

"What?" Fu Yan didn't understand.

"It's nothing." Fu Ying stroked Qibao's hair twice, stood up and walked into the room.

Fu Yan was left alone in the fog.

"Miss, just as you left a few days ago, the back foot arrived in a courier, and it's been a week, yours."

Wu Ma handed her a courier.

She wondered in her heart that she couldn't remember what she had bought.

She went upstairs with the courier, opened it, and a letter fell out of it and landed at her feet.

Suspicious, she put the courier box on the desk beside her and bent down to pick it up.

She was very familiar with the letterhead, and when she opened it, she saw a lot of words written in it.

Fu Ying roughly glanced at it, and looked towards the end.

Signed, Shen.

Fu Ying's heart clenched, she held the letter and stood there in a daze, and it took her a while to react.

Last night he said that there is no need to write the 99th letter, it turned out to be... so...

It turned out that he wrote.

Fu Ying turned her head to read the content carefully.

She was sitting by the bed, the white light from outside came in, cast a layer of light on the ground, and sprinkled on the girl's body.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, and the temperature was high. A thin layer of sweat began to form on the girl's forehead. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked carefully.

The last sentence is: You come to me, I will never turn back.

Fu Ying stared at this sentence for a long time, her eyes were a little sore and astringent.

She thought that she had traveled alone for the past three years, but it turned out that it was a two-way choice.

She once tossed and turned in the middle of the night because she couldn't get a response. She contradicted herself several times and wanted to give up, and her emotions became volatile because of him.

It turned out that he also likes himself.

That night, Lin Lishan hurriedly went to ktv to sing.

The light in the box was dim, the accompaniment was loud, and Lin Lishan's voice was melodious.

Li Hanyi and Du Yong also sang several songs.

Fu Ying and Shen Liguang kept a distance, the quiet Wen Tian sometimes looked at Fu Ying with deep eyes.

Fu Ying didn't sing, and basically sat on the side as an audience.

Just watch them make a fuss.

On the way Shen Liguang sent her back, it rained again. It has been raining for the past two days. After reading the letter, Fu Ying was also in a heavy mood.

Fu Ying got out of the car, took two steps, and asked him: "Brother, if you like me, don't tell me, are you afraid of missing me?"

Shen Liguang froze for a moment, suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Fu Ying moved her lips, stood on tiptoes, leaned closer, and boldly imitated the way he kissed her last time, and kissed him.

She was nervous, her movements were blunt, a little hard, not as gentle and tender as he was last time.

Her heart was trembling, tears rolled down her cheeks, she said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, do you know how hard it is to love someone secretly? You like me too, why didn't you tell me? Several times, I wanted to give up If I don't say it, will we miss it?"

Her body trembled slightly, she was choking, tears slipped down and melted into her mouth, it was salty.

Shen Liguang frowned slightly, wrapped his arms around her waist, clasped the back of her head, and kissed her deeply.

He was not as gentle and superficial as last time. This time he kissed passionately, especially hard, and his breath was very urgent.

Fu Ying raised her head to meet him, completely powerless to fight, her body limp in his arms.

She was a little scared, and her voice was very thin: "Brother, brother, there will be someone."

"I thought you wouldn't care about that now."

"I saw your letter."

"Ok?"

He continued to kiss her, uttering a monosyllabic word in between.

Fu Ying was panting a bit, and she was afraid that her family members would come out suddenly, and she was greedy for his kiss.

In the end, he restrained, endured, and let her go.

She asked, "When did my brother like me?"

Shen Liguang: "I don't know, I suddenly felt it."

Fu Ying: "Then when did you know that I like you?"

"It was very early." He paused, "But there was one time that was particularly impressive. On a rainy night, a little girl said that she really liked her brother."

Fu Ying's heart tightened, she thought she didn't say anything that night.

"Then why are you crying?"

Shen Liguang wiped away her tears very gently.

Fu Ying smiled, her eyes glowing: "Weeping with joy, I'm glad I didn't give up."

He sighed: "It's my fault, I, I should give you a little response, but do you know how many French dramas I have watched?"

Fu Ying blushed suddenly, and whispered, "When I turn sixteen, I can voluntarily..."

The man's tone was raised, teasing, a little coaxing: "Then, shall we get in the car now?"

Fu Ying panicked: "No, I, I'm going upstairs, brother, hurry back, be careful on the way, good night."

Fu Ying was about to go upstairs, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. He seemed to have more to say, and kissed her on the lips, and said in a restrained voice, "Don't kiss me in the future."

Feeling in danger, Fu Ying broke free from him and fled.

Seeing her running back, Shen Liguang smiled, lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took a puff, and looked up at the second floor.

The girl's room was lit.

Fu Ying's heart beat fast, she just felt that her brother could eat her.

She stroked her heart, and it took a long time to calm down.

After taking a shower, I went to bed and received a call from him.

In the silent night, Fu Ying didn't dare to speak loudly.

"Hello? What's wrong, brother?"

The girl's voice was soft and lukewarm.

Shen Liguang looked up at the second floor and said, "It's nothing."

"Then why are you calling?"

"Say good night."

"Good night, brother."

Fu Ying heard him smoke one after another, and felt that he was a little depressed.

She raised her eyes to look out the window, the drizzle turned into heavy rain, it was dark outside, there was no moonlight.

She went to the window and looked down. Under the street lamp, he hadn't left yet.

"It's raining."

"Ah."

"Brother, go back."

"Ah."

"..."

Fu Ying pinched the phone and whispered softly: "Then I hung up the phone?"

"Hang it."

Fu Ying waited for a while before hanging up the phone.

She still stood at the window and left when she saw the man smoking a cigarette.

She turned around and climbed onto the bed, touching her lips lightly with her fingers, feeling a little swollen and painful.

The kiss just now was a bit intense...

It was only when she suddenly thought of the letter that she kissed him impulsively.

Almost got angry.

(End of this chapter)