1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 260 Love will go to your head

Chapter 260 Love will go to your head
Seven o'clock in the evening.

A crescent moon hung in the night sky, and the moonlight flowed like a river on the dark brown wooden floor of the living room, giving off a halo, as if it had just been wiped with a wet mop.

The bamboo forest behind the building was blown by the evening breeze, and the swaying bamboo shadows were reflected on the white lime wall, making a rustling sound.

At this moment, there were two women sitting separated from each other on the wooden sofa in the living room. The atmosphere was so quiet that it felt like waking up alone in the middle of the night.

On the other side of the sofa sat a young girl in her early twenties.

It was Liu Xiaoli who had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

Under the dim light.

She seemed to be emitting white hot moisture from a bath, with her wet, ink-black hair draped behind her head. She had no intention of wiping it, letting the water droplets seep into her back and wet the sky blue nightgown that Cheng Kaiyan had chosen.

At this moment, she was curled up on the sofa with her legs crossed, her chest against her thighs, her thighs against her calves, and her calves against her feet.

Her slender arms tightly embraced her thighs, and the soft hem of her thin sky blue nightgown quietly slid down to the side of her hip line.

A corner of the skirt was sandwiched between the two plump and soft thighs on the inside of the thighs, and could only weakly cover the center of the legs.

The delicate chin was resting on the knees, leaving several eye-catching red marks on the thighs, which were very eye-catching against the pale blue blood vessels and fair skin.

Although it is painful, it has a different kind of beauty.

But at this moment, no one cared.

Liu Xiaoli's pair of almond-shaped eyes, as bright as spring water, had lost their usual luster. Her red and swollen eyes stared blankly at the floor beneath her feet, lost in thought for a long time.

He huddled up on the sofa with his head hung, his face full of sadness and worry, just like a wounded little hedgehog, who could only curl up pitifully and lick his wounds with his tongue.

The other side of the sofa.

Jiang Wan was wearing a white nightgown and leaning on the sofa, her cheek in her hand, her elbow on the armrest, looking calmly at her daughter not far away.

But beneath the calm appearance, his heart is full of complexity.

After learning at noon that Cheng Kaiyan had an accident while traveling south for a field trip and was in a coma in the hospital, her daughter Liu Xiaoli almost fainted.

Fortunately, Jiang Wan heard the noise and came out to comfort her. She hugged her daughter and let her cry and vent her emotions.

Jiang Wan thought that after a good cry she would feel better.

But I went to school in the afternoon and came back after asking for leave from Liu Xiaoli.

But she found that Liu Xiaoli was in a daze, sitting on the sofa with sorrow and resentment, her eyes full of panic and worry, and she wished she could fly to southern Xinjiang immediately.

In response, Jiang Wan remained silent.

Do you really want to go?
But if my daughter goes, then... what about the opportunity for the China National Opera and Dance Theater to perform at the Great Hall of the People?
September 9th is just around the corner, and we can’t have both.

Jiang Wan was hesitating.

Liu Xiaoli, the person involved, was no exception and was also caught in a difficult decision.

But she hesitated for only a moment, and then she immediately made up her mind that she must go to southern Xinjiang no matter what.

Jiang Wan didn't tell her daughter not to go. She couldn't say that, nor did she have the face to say it.

No matter how much he disliked Cheng Kaiyan, they were in a relationship after all. If he didn't go to visit his partner when he was in the hospital and in a coma, his life or death was uncertain, his reputation would be ruined.

She just stated the pros and cons of the matter, asking Liu Xiaoli to calm down and think about it first, and not be clouded by emotion, as this opportunity was too rare.

If, if possible, wait until after the performance on September 9th?
According to the informant, Cheng Kaiyan has been hospitalized and in a coma for the past two days. The doctor estimates that it will take at least half a month for her to wake up. Can we use this time...

So the mother and daughter had a quarrel and were in a cold war until the evening.

Since the afternoon, Jiang Wan has been sitting on the sofa in silence, putting aside the increasingly deep prejudice in her heart against Cheng Kaiyan.

She could feel the affection between her daughter and Cheng Kaiyan... No, it should be that her daughter's feelings for Cheng Kaiyan were so deep.

They had only known each other for half a year... Was it really fate?
Alas... Even if it is fate, it is an evil fate with unclear entanglements.

Jiang Wan looked coldly and thought to herself. Thinking of this, she had already made arrangements, so she called softly:
"Xiaoli, Xiaoli?"

"Mom, can you help me wipe your hair?

How did you and your sister get taught in the past?

Girls should dry their hair in time after taking a shower.

Really!
You’re not a child anymore, come here quickly.

Otherwise, I will have a headache and can’t sleep well at night, which will delay my trip tomorrow.”

Jiang Wan stretched out her hand and waved at Liu Xiaoli, her pretty face under the light was full of reproachful expressions, as if she was looking at a naughty child.

Tomorrow's itinerary?
Liu Xiaoli was stunned, thinking that her mother would not force herself anymore.

So the girl turned around in time, put her feet against the handrail, and pushed her body towards her mother until her back touched her mother's warm body, and then she stopped.

after awhile.

A dry and soft towel was placed on her head, covering half of Liu Xiaoli's eyes. Then the towel was wiped on her wet hair, and at the same time, a pair of hands gently stroked her hair.

Although it is not as large as in my childhood memories, it has the same warmth and touch.

Liu Xiaoli subconsciously closed her eyes, and a sense of security surged into her heart. Her frown finally relaxed, and she quietly enjoyed her mother's gentle gesture.

Soon, the hair was almost dry, but the mother behind her did not stop. She continued to hold her cascading black hair and slowly combed it with a wooden comb.

"You've grown so big now, and your hair is so long... I remember it was only a little bit before."

I don’t know how long it took, but Liu Xiaoli heard her mother’s subtle sigh.

She was now in a very calm mood and hummed softly, "Yes."

Jiang Wan tapped her daughter's head lightly with her fingers and said softly, "Okay, your hair is done. Go to bed obediently."

Liu Xiaoli nodded, stood up with her mother, and walked towards the room.

At the door.

Jiang Wan suddenly called Liu Xiaoli and said with a complicated look: "Xiaoli... remember, love can make people dizzy. You shouldn't be like that at noon. You make me very worried now.

Love doesn't mean you lose everything, nor does it mean you become his vassal, no matter how good he is... Do you understand?"

"I see."

Liu Xiaoli clenched her hands quietly at her sides, and after a moment of silence, she nodded.

"I believe in you, just be yourself."

Jiang Wan smiled with satisfaction and walked up to hug her daughter.

The two returned to the room to rest.

There was no conversation that night. The two tossed and turned, thinking a lot. Fortunately, after they figured it out, they slept very peacefully.

The next morning, Jiang Wan was packing her things in her room.

"Are you ready? Let's go."

Liu Xiaoli walked in with a calm and indifferent expression, but her bright almond-shaped eyes were particularly dark and deep.

Jiang Wan turned around and didn't say anything. Instead, she looked at her daughter with a smile, taking in her changes.

"Let's go. Does this count as a mother-in-law meeting her son-in-law?"