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    At nine o’clock in the morning, the sky was hazy, and a thin drizzle of rain quietly covered the entire city. The rain was like smoke and fog, as if even the boundaries and time were blurred.

    When Brother Sheng went out with an umbrella, the sky was gray, and the rain was not heavy, but it was so dense that it made people upset; he was carrying a sports bag and simple documents, preparing to go to the bank to do something, and wanted to solve it early so that he could have time to exercise in the afternoon.

    Unexpectedly, it was a rainy day, but there were so many people in the bank that it looked like they were rehearsing some large-scale silent protest. Every window was crowded with people, the chairs were full, and the floor was mixed with mud stains and chaotic shoe prints.

    The clerks at the counter seemed to be cursed by slow motion. They all looked like lazy sloths frozen in time. Their mouths opened and closed, and the sound of the keyboard was also sparse and slow.

    The bank procedure, which was originally expected to take less than half an hour, ended up being postponed to the afternoon. There were still a ridiculous number of people queuing up. The air was filled with moisture and resentment, and even the air conditioning in the room seemed to be deflated, and it began to feel sultry.

    After finishing the work, Brother Sheng was feeling irritable. After leaving the bank, he found a bento shop and ordered a bento hastily. He actually stepped on the thunder. The greasy braised chicken drumsticks, tasteless side dishes and dry rice were packed into the cheap bento box, which was greasy and tasteless.

    Thinking of Shu Qi’s cooking, any meal is better than this, not to mention her gentle eyebrows and sweet voice can make him swallow a whole bowl of rice.

    And when he thought of Shu Qi, Brother Sheng’s mind started to have random thoughts again, and she’s figure and voice couldn’t get out of his mind.

    The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He sighed.

    After finishing the meal, he held up an umbrella and continued walking on the wet sidewalk. The rain fluctuated at this time, as if it matched his mood and was unstable.

    In the afternoon, he went directly to the gym. It was his way to relieve stress and stop himself from thinking too much.

    But he discovered that people are really cheap creatures. The less you think about it, the more things you don’t want to think about will be played in your mind.

    The scene in bed that day and the panting in the kitchen that night were like nails driven into He’s mind. The more he didn’t want to think about it, the more he couldn’t let it go.

    Every time he bench presses, what comes to his mind is not the weight, reps, and sets, but Shu Qi’s soft waist, red face, and slightly opened lips when he gasps.

    He tried to regain his concentration, but instead fell deeper and deeper into it.

    Once a thought appears, it cannot be dispelled.

    He’s mind started to go crazy, and the pictures piled up uncontrollably——

    Shu Qi was wearing pajamas and gently pushed open the door of He’s room. Her face was still flushed from the shower, and her slightly moist hair was still sticking to the side of her neck. He took her into his arms, carried her to the bed, pressed her under him, and began to possess her and ravage her like a wild beast…

    Or simply press her on the sofa in the living room, lower your head to block her lips, and thrust your lower body violently. You will see her eyes blurred, her fingertips clinging to the pillow, and all that is left in her mouth is the indistinct moan of being fucked by him…

    He’s mind is filled with “she”, and he even messes up adding bars and calculating weight without realizing it.

    “Ah——!” In an instant, he roared angrily, sweat dripped down his forehead and fell to the ground. He actually pushed up a weight that he had never succeeded in lifting before, his muscles trembled and trembled at the limit, and his blood vessels and veins burst out.

    In such chaotic thoughts, he actually broke his PR on the bench press without even knowing it.

    The fitness enthusiasts on the side thought he was a master who came specially to break the PR. When they saw he successfully pushed up, their eyes showed respect, their lips pursed, and they nodded slightly.

    But Brother Sheng didn’t care about this at all.

    After training, he looked at himself in the mirror. His muscles were bulging. The muscles in his chest and arms were congested and full. His thick blood vessels were irregularly protruding. His whole body was full of explosive tension, like a beast.

    …Can you really resist not doing anything to her like this?

    When he left the gym, it was completely dark.

    The heavy rain came down without any warning, pouring on the road, and the air was filled with the smell of earth and wet grass.

    A slight cold wind blew into his neck. He held up his umbrella and hurried home.

    There was the sound of a key turning at the door.

    Click.

    As soon as the door opened, a warm feeling hit my face, including the smell of hot soup, freshly cooked rice, and some salty aroma of beef.

    He glanced around and found that there was no one in the living room. He put down the wet umbrella, shook the rain off his body, and walked towards the kitchen.

    There were two pairs of bowls and chopsticks on the table, which were simple and neat, but the dishes were not sloppy at all, including steamed eggs, stewed beef, Sichuan blanched cauliflower, corn shoots, fish soup still steaming, and various aromas coming to the nostrils. They were all high in protein and low in fat, as if they were specially designed for him.

    He was stunned and stood at the table, his eyes instantly softened.

    “Huh?” Shu Qi just walked out of the kitchen and saw Brother Sheng’s figure. She paused slightly and hurriedly arranged her hair. She was wearing a light gray home clothes. The hem hung loosely on her legs. The hem floated slightly as she walked, making her look particularly soft and soft.

    “Dad, are you back?” She’s voice was not high, but it had a hint of warmth, which made his heart beat faster inexplicably.

    Brother Sheng glanced at her and was suddenly speechless. When he returned home, it felt really good to have someone cooking and waiting for him. This kind of daily tenderness made his heart feel soft and hot.

    “…Hmm.” He’s throat moved slightly, but he could only hold back the word. He was obviously too full of words to express his gratitude.

    He sat down, picked up the soup bowl and took a sip. The taste was not rich, but it had an inexplicable warmth.

    “It tastes good,” he whispered.

    Shu Qi lowered her head and smiled, then sat down and whispered, “As long as you like it.”

    He listened to his daughter-in-law’s gentle words, and his chest gradually became warm.

    Brother Sheng looked at her for a while and then asked casually: “Where is Shuwei?”

    Shu Qi paused while holding the food in her hands, and then said in a low voice: “he…”

    Brother Sheng also paused in his movements and raised his eyes to look at her.

    Shu Qi raised her eyes when she saw he, and her eyes were a little away from he, flickering slightly, and her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it.

    “… He said he was afraid of delaying his trip… so he left early in the afternoon.”

    When these words fell, the entire air suddenly became silent for a second.

    It was like there was some silent atmosphere that was instantly ignited.

    She didn’t say anything more and just continued to eat, but her ears were obviously red.

    The dinner table suddenly became quiet, the sound of the tableware clinking was also lengthened, and the rhythm of the rain pounding on the window became more and more obvious.

    Brother Sheng didn’t ask any more questions.

    He unconsciously slowed down his eating speed, as if he was digesting the sentence just now with every mouthful of food.

    The thoughts in he’s mind were in chaos, and only four words kept echoing in his heart.

    “We’re the only ones left.”

    The sound of rain outside the window was dripping, and the rhythm was so intensive that it was almost rapid, like some kind of silent urging and suggestion.

    This night, it will rain all night.

    he knows.

    he can feel it.

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