Look at each other

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"It is said that it is impossible to truly understand love before falling in love. I used to think that I was very clear, but after that I was even more confused. What is love, I don't understand, everyone insists on their own words, everyone Everyone is stubborn, everyone believes that what they have is a great love, but the result is more likely to live in their own imagination." Her shoulders on the table shrugged shortly, and her voice gradually became crying. I got up, walked to sit behind her, wrapped her in a blanket in my arms, and waited for her emotions to calm down and her breathing to gradually slow down. "But yes, if there is no beauty in fantasy, how can we bear the coldness of reality? It's just a self-defense mechanism, so why deify it into love."

"I really don't know whether to say that you are too naive or sober." I stopped the wine glass she refilled again, and drank it down in her astonished eyes, "Emotions are so complicated that they can't be defined simply. As a person, you naturally have needs, liking someone and asking for her are not two sides of the same coin. What you say is often called love, why do you have to get to the bottom of it, why do you have to be sober.”

Seeing her wine glass being snatched away by me, she grabbed the red wine bottle, blew it into her mouth, took a deep breath, and laughed a few times, "For balance, if everyone indulges in self-deception, the world's It would be too beautiful.”

"If it's easier to obey, wouldn't it be nice to indulge?"

This sentence seems to be asking her a question, and it seems to be asking myself a question, but I have no answer.But she gave me an answer.

"No matter how much pain and torture I have to suffer, I still want to say that love is immortal, and so am I." Every time she uttered a word, her voice became louder, and in the end she almost roared, After roaring, he took another big sip of red wine.

The alcohol was fully burned in her body, providing a steady stream of heat energy for her gradually high emotions, and finally she even lay on the balcony and sang loudly.In order to avoid the embarrassing scene of receiving complaints from neighbors when she woke up the next day, I had to half coax her into the bedroom and put her on the bed.

As soon as she got on the bed, she stopped singing ramblingly, rubbed her face against the soft quilt, and remained motionless.I went up and patted her on the shoulder, leaned into her ear and asked, "Are you still washing?"

She nodded in a daze, and then there was no movement, and her breathing gradually became even and steady.I was worried that she would not be able to breathe well when she was sleeping on her stomach, so I turned her over and pulled the duvet over her body.

When I entered the room, I didn't turn on the light because I supported her with both hands empty. The light outside the window shone into the room, and the brightness was a little weaker and more psychedelic.I don't know whether it was the promotion of the environment or the catalysis of alcohol, but even I, who was restrained soberly, couldn't help my heart fluttering, and I couldn't move my eyes away from her peaceful face.

The person I like is sleeping in such a hazy night, her beautiful eyebrows and eyes should be stretched due to the effect of alcohol, her long eyelashes should be fluttering gently like butterfly wings, her originally pale lips should also be stained with the intoxication of red wine color.

All this is at your fingertips, I just need to take a step forward, squat down beside her bed, and get closer...

It wasn't until the cold and soft touch on my lips that I realized what I had done, but after a while, the concentrated attention was shattered by the lingering aroma of wine on her lips.

The author has something to say: Hee hee, with the help of his ex-girlfriend, Teacher Xiao An and Teacher Xiao Xia finally kissed each other (although it was a secret kiss).

Du Ruo: For you two, my heart is really broken :-)

☆、Chapter 27

Chapter 27

How long have the lips overlapped?three seconds?Or is it 30 seconds?The brain has lost the estimation of time, and it is difficult to find an appropriate word to describe the touch from the lips, like the softness of holding a cherry blossom, like the comfort brought by the last sip of red wine sliding into the mouth at the bottom of the glass , Like the sweetness of putting sugar-covered fingers in your mouth when you were young.

Want to ask for more.

A thought flashed through her mind, and her tongue keenly received the command to act as a striker, ready to investigate further, but as soon as she left her jaw and touched her lips, she heard a muffled moan, like a sound in her ear. With the thunder that exploded on the side, the detached superego returned to its place in an instant, and the reckless id was suppressed again.I hurriedly distanced myself from her, and my waist, which was originally bent because of bending down, straightened immediately.

I stood silently beside the bed in a military posture for two or three minutes. Seeing that Xia Xiaoyou showed no signs of waking up, the heart in my throat slowly returned to its original position.Glancing at the overlapping lips just now with complicated emotions, I tiptoed out of the room, cleaned up the mess on the balcony, and went to the bathroom to wash up with spare toiletries before I called my mother and told her Xia Xiaoyou I have to stay and take care of her when I'm drunk. I won't be going home tonight.There was a reason to take care of her colleagues, but she didn't say anything.

After I hung up the phone, I wrapped myself in the small blanket that Xia Xiaoyou had put on before and lay on the sofa. The blanket was warm and dry, and I didn't know which of us smelled of alcohol.

The pulp of my index finger involuntarily covered my lower lip, thinking about the behavior I had just overstepped, I was so ashamed that I also hid my face in the blanket, and only stuck my head out until I was short of breath.The sound of Xia Xiaoyou's steady breathing in the room separated by a wall dissipated in the air before reaching my eardrums, and the surroundings were completely silent.

My eyes wandered over the ceiling in the dark, as if it was a whole projection screen, and the imaginary scenes of Xia Xiaoyou and Du Ruo getting along were projected on it frame by frame, shopping and shopping together, sitting together and drawing design drawings , Nesting together to watch TV shows--if it was Xia Xiaoyou, she would definitely complain crazily about the greasy behavior of the male guests and the exaggerated acting skills of the female guests in the show.

Sweet and warm, but not including me.Speaking of which, I have never gone out with her in private time like weekends. How does it feel to go shopping arm in arm?How about a selfie with cheek to cheek?Xia Xiaoyou doesn't look like a person who likes to take selfies. When she first showed me around her home, she never saw a single photo.Maybe she put it away?If you "coerce" her as a girlfriend, will she obey and cooperate?

I patted my face vigorously with both hands to temporarily break away from my fantasies about being a girlfriend. I took the mobile phone beside me and set several alarm clocks, then nestled on the sofa and fell asleep in a daze.

The sneaky kiss before going to bed seemed to have worked. In the dream, Xia Xiaoyou opened her eyes the moment her lips overlapped with mine, and then hugged me into her arms. Her vermilion lips were slightly parted, her white teeth were slightly parted, and her lips and teeth were intertwined. , the corners of the lips, followed by the soft and slender neck, each place was branded with a light kiss, and the sound of breathing against the ears no longer sounded like thunder, but turned into a depressing and gentle moan.

When I sat up from the dream drenched in sweat, the time on my mobile phone was displayed 3 minutes before the alarm clock rang. I turned off the alarm clock and sat quietly on the sofa for a while, waiting for my heartbeat to slowly recover before getting up to take a shower.Although Xia Xiaoyou prepared spare towels, there was no change of clothes for me in the room, and I could only endure the sticky feeling of sweat on my body for the time being. Over the past month, I have come to her house to "visit" the game machine every three to five times, and cook a meal for her along the way, and gradually there are some ingredients in the kitchen.