To the goddess + side story

She interrupted my stuttering and said helplessly, "How can I promise to be with you if you don't confess to me."

It took me 2 minutes to fully understand this sentence. I don’t know how stupid my expression was in those 2 minutes, but I know that I was very happy after 2 minutes. Li asked with full of joy: "Really? Really?"

She said, "How can you be so stupid."

I nodded desperately: "Yes, yes, I am stupid, ah, ah, Roy, I love you so much."

That night Roy was hugged by me for half an hour before I was willing to let go. On the way back to the dormitory, my whole body was almost floating, my heart was full of joy, and my spirits were high.

I couldn't sleep that night, and the strange thing is, what came back to my mind was not her sentence, you don't confess to me, I will promise to be with you like this, but, how can you be so stupid.

You are so stupid.

Since I was young, I thought I was smart and had a good memory. I was always the first to memorize the ancient poems taught by the teacher, the first to sing the songs taught by the teacher, the first to solve the math problems, and the first to finish the manual work.

Of course, these are elementary schools. After high school, my IQ has been somewhat insufficient, but at least not to the point of being stupid.

Meeting Roy, I admit, was the pinnacle of stupidity in my life.

Maybe in front of her, I was too active, which backfired.

Sighing in my heart, I still didn't feel sleepy after thinking wildly for so long, I stared at the starry sky coming in from outside the curtains, wondering if I would feel heavy eyelids if I kept my eyes open like this, would I fall asleep?Obviously not.

People always love to try, if you don't try it yourself, you won't believe the result.

I reached out to touch the phone, clicked on it, and saw that the time was exactly midnight. For some reason, I felt a little happy in my heart. I put down the phone and whispered into the air: "Roy."

She fell asleep and she didn't answer me.

I pursed my lips and leaned closer to her carefully, my heart pounding.

I remember that the bed was very big, but I only moved a little and touched her pajamas. I must have been really impatient, but I still couldn't hide the eagerness to move in my heart.

All the way down her sleeve, I touched the cuff, and stretched a little further, it was her skin. I didn't know what I was going to do. Maybe I should go down more obscenely, but I just held her hand.

I think that's enough.

After my breathing stabilized, I let out a big breath. Her palm was a little bigger than mine. We measured it when we were in college. She was really a little girl at the time, and I always searched for some weird things on the Internet to compare with her, such as ours. Constellation, such as our height, the strokes of our names, the length of our fingers...

After each input test, the results are similar. In fact, the results of most couples are similar. The computer will always tell you that you are very suitable, but I believe that we are very suitable, and you need to say!

Roy is a little taller than me, and she is used to wearing high heels, and I am used to flat shoes, so she has a very big height advantage. There was a time when she always came to walk with my shoulders like a buddy, she said I was her crutch, just right.

I smiled and said, how can there be such a big, tall and cute crutch.

She looked down at me.

I said, well, I'm a crutch.

She smiled and said, my crutches are so good.

I, on crutches, started rubbing her palms, slack and defenseless from sleep, fingers slender and nailless.

She never likes to keep her nails. I asked her to do a couple manicure with me several times, but she ruthlessly refused. She said that nails are dirty and inconvenient.

I touched her round nails, put the tip of her nails on my fingertips and scraped gently, and interlocked with her fingers again after a while.

Late at night, I said, "Happy birthday, Roy."

After I finished speaking, I let go of my hand, worried that if I accidentally fell asleep, she would find out my bad thoughts when I woke up tomorrow, and by the way, I pressed the bed and moved a little towards myself.

But when I started to move, my wrist was suddenly grabbed, preventing my movement. I panicked and subconsciously wanted to escape.

How could that Roy who I thought was in a deep sleep let me succeed? After a few seconds of silent confrontation, she suddenly pulled me over, and then turned over, clasping my shoulders and pressing me halfway.

The pupils in the dark night have been dilated to the extent of adaptation, and I can vaguely see her looking at me ten centimeters away from me, her eyes burning.

Her voice was very deep: "Xue Lingyi, what are you doing!"

The little people are about to have a heart attack.

I said: "No, no, did you wake me up, that, I'm sorry." I wasn't sure when she was woken up by me, so I said wittily, "Well, I want to pour water Come on, I'm sorry for making a big move, uh, would you like to pour you a glass too?"

After I finished speaking, I liked my temporary response and wanted to give myself an award.

Roy didn't move after hearing this, he still looked at me, and after a few seconds of stalemate, I tried to move over.

It doesn't matter if you don't move, just move like this.

She tightly grasped my shoulders, stepped over with a single calf, found my lips very accurately in the dark night, and kissed them.