Excellent little farmer

When she heard from me, "I'm going to do research for six months," Song Jiaqi's expression changed as expected, and she whispered, "When are you leaving?" After asking, she didn't know what she thought of, her face turned a little red, and her eyes lit up. She was as gentle as water, but she didn't look at me. Instead, she tilted her head towards the window. It was already drizzling outside.

"I'll probably leave tomorrow."

Only then did I realize that I was so eager to see her, not just because I had an intimate relationship with the woman in front of me, but also because of some kind of emotion that I couldn't let go of.

Song Jiaqi stopped saying anything, but stood up silently, picked up her bag, turned and walked out. I followed her leisurely, while Xiaofang leaned half of her body out from the door of the next door. , looking at us both silently.

After a while, both of our clothes were soaked through, and the rain fell gently from our cheeks, but we didn't care and walked leisurely and calmly.

Footsteps knocked gently on the stairs, and the sensor lights in the dim corridor lit up one by one, then dimmed quickly. After entering the room, Song Jiaqi walked in, bent down, took off her two high heels, and placed the pair of exquisite shoes on the shoe rack. Then she turned around without saying a word and walked into the bedroom in a graceful manner.

I closed the door, picked up my pajamas, went into the bathroom, peeled off the wet clothes one by one, and turned on the stainless steel faucet of the water heater. The hot water poured out and I lay down. He closed his eyes and gently scrubbed his body. .

When I came out after changing into pajamas, two cups of strong hot coffee had already been placed on the coffee table. Song Jiaqi changed into clean clothes from my closet and was sitting on the sofa, holding the remote control in her hand, constantly changing channel.

When he saw me opening the door and coming out of the bathroom, he hurriedly turned off the TV, stood up silently, lowered his head and walked into the bathroom. He closed the door gently but did not close it tightly. After a while, there was the sound of rushing water and hot air inside. Wisps of silk floated out from the crack in the door, and the air was filled with the aroma of shower gel.

After I drank the coffee, I lay quietly on the sofa, crossed my legs, and stared blankly at the chandelier above my head. The water vapor floating out of the bathroom was like light smoke, wandering under the lamp, changing various shapes, and reflecting the blur. The colors are ethereal and mysterious.

The sound of rushing water finally stopped, and the room suddenly became quiet. My heartbeat suddenly accelerated for some reason, and my breathing became constricted.

But after waiting for a long time, Song Jiaqi didn't come out. I finally couldn't hold it any longer, so I turned over and sat up from the sofa, quietly walked to the bathroom door, and reached out to push the door open, but as soon as I put my palm on the door panel, it stopped again. He took it back, turned around and leaned against the wall, 'Bang! 'Lighted up a cigarette and started smoking quietly.

At the same time, there was also a 'pop! ' There was a crisp sound, the lights inside had been turned off, and the bathroom was dark.

My fingers were trembling a little, so I walked quickly to the dark and thick sandalwood table, stubbed out half the cigarette butt in my hand, threw it in the ashtray, and turned back to the bathroom door.

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