I am the Odd One Out Chapter 42

After Leo Lin came a few times, the two began to talk intermittently. Leo Lin always talks about his daughter Lin Baijia. Sometimes he will take out Lin Baijia's letter from his chest, read a paragraph and smile. Cuiping also mentioned her dead husband once. She told Leo Lin that almost all the money she earned when she was young was wasted by her opium-eating husband. When Cuiping complained about her husband, she still had a look of nostalgia in her eyes. She told Leo Lin that for women, no matter what kind of man they are, one is better than none.

One night, after Leo Lin sat at Cuiping's place for a long time, he decided not to go home. He said he would stay here tonight. Cuiping hurriedly got up and made the bed. Leo Lin just took off his coat and lay on the bed wearing a shirt and underpants. He quietly stuffed ten copper coins under the pillow.

After Cuiping hesitated beside the bed for a while, she took off all her clothes and lay naked next to Leo Lin. After the two of them lay in silence for a while, Cuiping felt Leo Lin's hand put on her chest, and then slowly moved down. She felt Leo Lin's hand became naughty, like a child playing. Cuiping then put her hands into Leo Lin's clothes and slowly stroked Leo Lin's body. Cuiping's cool hands gradually warmed up, and Leo Lin felt that his body was stretching, as if a wrinkled piece of clothing had been ironed.

In the days that followed, Leo Lin came here at night and never went back. He took off his clothes and lay on the bed, falling asleep under the caress of Cuiping's fingers. Cuiping's nails slowly scratched his body while stroking, making his stiff body become soft, just like the plowing after the wheat harvest made the fields soft.

Chen Yaowu took a boat to Xizhen for the last time. It was already a cool autumn day, and the water in the ten thousand acres of water was also cold. He climbed on the boat and the autumn wind blew, sneezing and shivering. He still stood naked on the bow of the boat. I didn’t put on my clothes until the cold autumn wind dried my body. When Chen Yaowu came to Mr. Wang's private school, he did not see Lin Baijia. He saw that Lin Baijia's seat was empty and even the desk was gone. He sat down next to him and looked at the door all the time. Mr. Wang, who was holding a book in his hand, read for a while, put down the book and said: