Liu Changan originally thought that Qin Peng said, "Take a closer look at her" because Qin Peng thought that Liu Changan had forgotten Ye Sijin's appearance.
Now he thought about it carefully. Did Qin Peng think that there was something special about Qin Yanan that Liu Changan didn't notice?
Except that she looked like Ye Sijin and had big breasts, what else was special about her? At most, she was a beauty that was hard to come by in a thousand years.
At this time, looking at her own painting, Bai Hui thought that it was Qin Yanan, and he was also in a trance, which made Liu Changan think that Qin Yanan might be Ye Sijin … Ye Sijin didn't die, but lost her memory, so Qin Peng sent her to Liu Changan. After all, he was dying, and only Liu Changan was the most suitable person to take care of such a special Ye Sijin.
Thinking about it in this way, it was quite reasonable, but in fact, it didn't make sense. After all, Qin Yanan and Ye Sijin were not exactly the same. Otherwise, when he saw Qin Yanan for the first time, he would feel completely different. What's more, the most obvious thing was that Qin Yanan's chest was bigger than Ye Sijin's. It couldn't be said that Ye Sijin didn't die and had a second puberty.
What's more, Qin Yanan was not like Liu Changan, who had no one to witness his childhood. He suddenly became a teenager, and Liu Changan went to junior high school.
Qin Yanan and Zhu Juntang knew each other very early. Qin Yanan was a child who grew up healthily like the flowers of the motherland. She experienced a lively and lovely childhood, an ignorant and cheerful childhood, a young and beautiful girl, and now she was close to maturity and was suitable to give birth to the next generation of flowers of the motherland.
So how could Qin Yanan be Ye Sijin?
Or was it reincarnation? Liu Changan had never died before, so of course, he did not know what the world after death was like. After living for so many years, he had seen all sorts of strange things, such as the legend of resurrection from the coffin, a yellow-toothed child gently caressing his father's forehead and saying that he was his father, a widow in the middle of the night spilling dog blood, and the appearance of a ghost messenger … There were countless such things, but Liu Changan had never seen Ox-Head, Horse-Face, Judge Yan Jun with his own eyes, not to mention the various deities and Buddhas in the world.
If there was really reincarnation, the possibility of Qin Yanan being Ye Sijin was very high. But since she had reincarnated, of course, she had cut off all ties with her previous life, and he could no longer treat Qin Yanan as Ye Sijin … In Liu Changan's opinion, a person was a person, so he could not cut off a person's lifetime of memories.
What's more, how did Qin Peng know that Qin Yanan was the reincarnation of Ye Sijin? Just because they looked alike? Or was it in a dream?
Liu Changan closed the book and began to close his eyes to rest.
A piece of chalk was thrown at him, and Liu Changan turned his head to avoid it. Then, he calmly opened the book and looked at the blackboard seriously.
"Liu Changan, how many times have you meditated in my class?" The math teacher said angrily.
"Sorry, I forgot that I was in class." Liu Changan apologized sincerely.
The class burst into laughter. The math teacher patted the podium and continued with his lesson.
At noon, Liu Changan still asked An Nuan out for lunch. So, Bai Hui felt that she would never ask Liu Changan out for lunch in the future. Didn't a girl know how to be reserved? But she could not do it again.
Liu Changan and An Nuan had been walking around in circles around Fu Zhong, eating in every small restaurant nearby. Today, they were having braised pig trotters.
After lunch, the two of them wandered around the nearby pedestrian street. They walked all the way to the third floor, where they saw a couple hugging and kissing each other passionately.
An Nuan took a look and hurriedly quickened her pace. After a few steps, she found Liu Changan standing there and looking at them, so she ran back and pulled Liu Changan away.
"Why are you staring at them? How embarrassing would it be if they found out?" An Nuan's eyes darted around as she said with some embarrassment. This feeling was similar to watching a passionate scene in a novel or a movie. You would be so embarrassed that you want to turn the page or fast forward, but you would feel that you are being pretentious and pretentious.
"It's just a touch between the lips, and the friction generates a subtle bioelectricity. The saliva exchanged is mixed with the exfoliated cells of the upper oral cavity, biological enzymes, and food residue. The tongue is also densely covered with tiny taste buds. It's like two brushes brushing against each other. But why are men and women so addicted to this kind of thing?" Liu Changan said with some emotion.
"You should just recite poems. Don't make it sound so disgusting. You're so annoying." An Nuan walked behind Liu Changan and punched him with her little fist, urging him to go away.
"The recent development of science in the past one or two hundred years has changed people's inherent concerns about the macroscopic and microscopic world." Liu Changan smiled. "In the past, if this scene was described in poems, it would be regarded as a seductive poem. One of the best writers was Ouyang Xiu …"
"I like Zhu Shuzhen's loveliness. She's not afraid of being guessed. She's sleeping in someone's arms with her clothes on …" An Nuan said with some emotion. Most girls would be touched by the scenery. Zhu Shuzhen's poem was about a girl and a boy walking hand in hand along a riverside that was full of lotus flowers. They didn't expect to encounter a yellow plum rain. The drizzle was annoying, and it made their clothes wet. They had to find a place to take shelter from the rain and be alone. The girl shouted, "Oh my, my clothes are wet. It's so cold, and my legs are sore. I can't stand steadily." So she found an excuse to lean into the boy's arms, thinking that he was just cold and sleepy, so she buried her little face under his clothes.
"Do you want to try this feeling of being a little girl?" Liu Changan asked.
"Ah?" An Nuan was inexplicably looking forward to it. Her cheeks were pink as she looked at him.
"Come, come into my arms." Liu Changan opened his arms.
An Nuan absentmindedly looked left and right for a while. She was a little flustered. The smile on Liu Changan's face was somewhat similar to the boy's expectation and love for her in Zhu Shuzhen's poem. But he was just joking, right?
"Ah!"
An Nuan was pushed from behind. She involuntarily fell into Liu Changan's arms. Her body fell forward, and her cheeks brushed past Liu Changan's. Suddenly, she felt a hot friction, as if there was an electric current. An Nuan's body was burning. Her knees went soft. She quickly pushed Liu Changan away. Her cheeks were burning. She turned around, but the cart that came out from the corner did not notice An Nuan.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The worker who was pushing the cart apologized repeatedly.
Although she felt a faint pain in her lower back, An Nuan still waved her hand. "It's okay, it's okay."
"It's all your fault!" After the worker left, An Nuan confidently and without hesitation blamed all the fault on Liu Changan.
"It's my fault. I've been staring at you. Otherwise, I would have been able to carry you away." Liu Changan pulled An Nuan to sit down. "Did you hurt your lower back?"
"It's a little painful. It should be fine."
"Let me see."
"No!" An Nuan was shy. Today, she was wearing black sports shorts. She only had a white summer short-sleeved shirt with a white camisole underneath. How could she have the nerve to pull up her clothes for him to see?
Liu Changan rubbed his hands. Then, he pressed on An Nuan's waist through her clothes.
"Hmm …"
A short and unexpected moan came to an abrupt end. After two moans, An Nuan let out a comfortable, yet strange, and shy sound came from her nose.
"Why is your palm so hot?" An Nuan's ears seemed to be scalded by him, and the heat spread to her neck.
"The friction generates heat. Then, the blood and Qi flow to the palm. The heat lasts longer." Liu Changan explained. "It'll be fine in a while. It's okay."
An Nuan calmed down and looked at Liu Changan, who was squatting beside her. Although their daily contact was more intimate than that between a man and a woman, it was not too excessive. They had long been accustomed to touching each other. However, when she saw the man and woman kissing each other today, An Nuan suddenly had a feeling that perhaps she didn't need to pursue it deliberately. Perhaps one day, that scene would naturally be replaced by her and some unromantic guy.
Thinking of this, An Nuan clenched her fists on her thighs. She gently hammered Liu Changan's shoulder with one hand. At this moment, she understood Zhu Shuzhen's mood when she wrote "Music of Tranquility". It turned out that in some situations, the feeling of wanting to jump into someone's arms was too hard to control.
"You sit here." An Nuan suddenly ordered Liu Changan loudly.
"Then I …"
"Don't talk nonsense!" An Nuan hurriedly said. She was afraid that Liu Changan would start talking nonsense again, and then she would lose her courage for a moment.
Liu Changan had to sit next to An Nuan. An Nuan bit her lip and leaned on Liu Changan's shoulder. She closed her eyes and said, "My back hurts. This is more comfortable."
Liu Changan reached out and put his arm around her shoulder.
An Nuan didn't move. Her heart was beating like thunder. She turned her head sideways. Her cheeks were like a small animal hiding in the grass, making small sounds when it moved its body. She rubbed against Liu Changan's shoulder and quickly glanced at him. Their eyes met, and then quickly looked away.
Unfortunately, Liu Changan didn't make any extra movements. He just quietly held An Nuan. The two of them sat on the bench on the third floor of the pedestrian street for a long time.
An Nuan's body was very soft and fragrant. Liu Changan took a deep breath. There was a story with her in "A Thousand Reasons to Be Late in High School". It was really good.
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