Nostalgia.

On that occasion, Chen Liang went to Jiao Hong's house after being invited by her.

Of course, they didn't go inside; they only met outside.

One night, after Chen Liang and Jiao Hong made an appointment, Chen Liang rode his electric bike to Jiao Hong's village.

It turned a deep reddish-brown.

The two exchanged a few words in the dark alley.

Then Chen Liang hugged Jiao Hong and pinned her against the wall.

Then, the two kissed.

Chen Liang forced a kiss.

Jiao Hong was forced to pry open her lips.

Perhaps she was also moved at the time, which is why she gave Chen Liang a little tongue for a while.

Chen Liang still remembers that kiss to this day.

He wanted to kiss her.

Because we didn't kiss enough that time.

Because her tongue is too good.

"I am sentimental," Chen Liang replied. "I am still sentimental towards you."

Jiao Hong laughed, "I don't believe it."

Chen Liang wanted to kiss her right now.

He moved closer to Jiao Hong.

Jiao Hong immediately said, "Stop fooling around."

She looked out onto the street.

"Where have you been lately?" Chen Liang asked.

What he means is, where did you marry?

Jiao Hong asked, "Divorced?"

Why?

"For no reason."

Chen Liang looked at Jiao Hong with a smile.

He believes that Jiao Hong's divorce was due to her wild and unruly behavior; her husband discovered this and divorced her.

"It's such a coincidence that we've run into each other, let's chat," Chen Liang said.

"Where to?" Jiao Hong asked.

"Your home."

"Go away!" Jiao Hong laughed again. "How can you come to my house?"

"Where to?"

Jiao Hong thought to herself...

After some hesitation, she said, "How about we go to my house? But once you're there, you can't make a sound."

Why?

"Because my mother is at home."

Chen Liang broke out in a cold sweat.

"Your mother's at home, and you still want me to go?"

"Sigh...she's chained up."

"Oh, and what about your father?" Chen Liang then asked.

"I have to go out to work to support this family."

"Oh." Chen Liang said somewhat dejectedly.

Is it dry and reddish-brown?

He couldn't bear to let it burn until it was red.

"Why don't you go home?" Chen Liang said.

Jiao Hong glanced at Chen Liang sideways and said, "Since we've run into each other, why don't you come to my house for a bit?"

This place is not far from Jiao Hong's home. Just leave the county town and ride forward for a short distance to reach Jiao Hong's home.

"Uh..." Chen Liang pondered.

He also wanted Jiao Hong.

I really don't want to miss this opportunity.

Chen Liang glanced at Jiao Hong again, looking at her pretty face and the body that still stirred his heart.

"Okay, how about... I come to your house and take a look?"

"Let's go." Jiao Hong seemed very excited.

Perhaps she also missed Chen Liang; in her memory, Chen Liang remained.

Otherwise, why would he call out to Chen Liang as soon as he saw him?

Jiao Hong also has a younger sister, but she is not her biological sister.

But the two of them are often together.

Chen Liang had met him.

Once, when Chen Liang and Jiao Hong met again, Jiao Hong brought her younger sister with her.

I brought it a few times.

Once, Chen Liang had dinner with Jiao Hong at a restaurant. When Jiao Hong's sister left, Chen Liang very tactfully pushed Jiao Hong to the ground and kissed her passionately.

Jiao Hong's younger sister was very surprised when she returned.

They seemed quite surprised.

It seems she never expected Chen Liang and Jiao Hong's relationship to turn out this way.

Although she didn't see Chen Liang kiss Jiao Hong, she seemed to be able to tell from their expressions at the time.

She is beautiful.

She is taller than Jiao Hong.

She's also very thin.

She has a graceful and slender figure.

Her name is Jiao Yan.

Chen Liang never touched her.

There was no chance.

At the time, Chen Liang also thought she wasn't as fun as Jiao Hong.

So at that time, I wasn't interested in Jiao Yan.

During that kiss, Jiao Hong didn't stick out her tongue.

Perhaps she was flustered, perhaps she was afraid, perhaps she couldn't enjoy herself to the fullest.

That time, Chen Liang almost took advantage of her.

Chen Liang wanted to take her down.

But it didn't work out.

Because her sister returned shortly afterward.

That time was a regret.

This time, Chen Liang got what he wanted.

To have everything she has.

He wanted to know exactly how alluring her tongue was.

"Shall we go?"

"Let's go." Chen Liang made up his mind.

The two rode together toward Jiao Hong's house.

"What have you been up to lately?" Jiao Hong asked Chen Liang.

"Write a book."

"Write a book? What kind of book?"

"Online books".

"Oh, I also read online books often."

"Did you write about me?" Jiao Hong asked again.

"No. If it's suitable, I'll write about you." Chen Liang smiled.

Jiao Hong smiled too.

It's unclear whether she wanted Chen Liang to write it or not.

Just like Xiaoqiao, Xiaoqiao wants Chen Liang to write about her, but she doesn't want him to write about her bad side.

Chen Liang disliked and was not comfortable with telling lies or writing falsehoods.

Because he was afraid that if he kept writing, he would learn to lie every day.

Just like officials.

He's talking complete nonsense.

Not a single word of it is true.

"What do you do for a living?" Chen Liang asked Jiao Hong again.

"Selling clothes."

"oh oh."

Chen Liang knew that this industry was not good.

When a bunch of chattering women get together, even good people can turn into bad ones.

Because that environment was chaotic.

They were just a bunch of meddlesome women, short-sighted women.

Women with common sense wouldn't do that kind of work; they would have already found their own jobs or pursued other professions.

You could even say that those who sell clothes don't have the same level of sophistication as prostitutes.

Pooh!

Mentioning Miss Chen Liang makes him angry.

At the same time, he looked down on people who sold clothes.

However, there are also good things.

Every industry has its good and bad aspects.

But which type is more common?

As Chen Liang and Jiao Hong chatted, they gradually arrived at Jiao Hong's home.

It's the same doorway.

But it's no longer that house.

As time goes by, this place has also experienced trials and tribulations, and undergone changes.

"Go in slowly when you come home, don't let my mother hear you, or she'll ask questions," Jiao Hong said.

"Mhm." Chen Liang nodded.

Chen Liang and Jiao Hong entered Jiao Hong's home.

Jiao Hong slowly propped the electric scooter against the bottom of the gate, then slowly closed and bolted the gate shut.

In this way, Chen Liangzhen felt a sense of comfort.

A kind of pleasant dry, reddish-brown color.

It can be casual, gentle, and definitely a pleasant experience.

"Walk slowly. You go to the west room, I'll go to the east room first, and then I'll come find you."

"Oh, oh," Chen Liang replied softly.

Then, together with Jiao Hong, they slowly carried themselves into the house.

Jiao Hong walked quite loudly, so she didn't need to hide herself.

Perhaps she was also trying to suppress Chen Liang's footsteps.

"Mother, are you asleep?" Jiao Hong asked as she walked.

Then she said softly to Chen Liang, "She hasn't eaten yet. I'll serve her a meal first, and then I'll go to your west room."

Chen Liang nodded.

The two opened the door.

Jiao Hong went to the east room.

Chen Liang slowly walked into the west room.

Upon arriving at the west room, one could immediately tell that this was Jiao Hong's boudoir.

Presumably, she doesn't stay with her mother at night.

Yes, she needs to use her phone or contact other people.

Otherwise, living with her mother would disturb her mother's rest.

Chen Liang heard Jiao Hong calling from the east room, "Mother, what do you want to eat? I brought some back for you, is that alright? Would you like some?"

"Yes, I'm willing," came Jiao Hong's mother's aged voice.

"Sigh..." Chen Liang sighed softly.

He lamented: What is the point of living a life?

"Sigh...sigh..." Chen Liang sighed repeatedly.

With a sigh, he sat down on the scorched red bed.

He rocked the bed and wiggled his bottom, afraid that he and Jiao Hong might make a noise later.

The bed doesn't rock.

There was no movement.

Chen Liang is relieved...

After a long while, Jiao Hong pushed open the half-closed door and walked in.

Close the door gently.