Girls Wearing JACK JONES

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You can't spend the night with me, can you? ...Anyway, I didn't understand what "she" meant.Even if I understand, I also pretend not to understand.So I looked at Xie Ning, according to Xie Ning's temper these two days, Xie Ning should say something like "You can go to a hotel" and let her solve this problem by herself.But Xie Ning didn't speak, just looked at me.Are you waiting for me to say?

I saw that Xie Ning turned his head and ignored me... Let me say it, although this is the same as throwing you on the side of the road, but you really have no reason to ask me to help you solve the overnight problem: " I don't understand what you mean, you can..."

"You can live in her apartment, but just for one night."

These words came from beside me... Xie Ning said.

In the past month or so, I was really driven crazy by Xie Ning, and today I can say that I have reached the peak... "Hey, I said she can go to a hotel."

"Forget it, you put her in a hotel, and you have to think about her all night. You might as well let her live in your apartment, and it's about time you two have a good talk. Otherwise, it won't be fair to me in the future. I believe you , are you afraid that you won't be able to do it yourself?" Xie Ning stared at me, as if he didn't allow me to refute.

I feel... I really have a feeling of being driven crazy...

From the time Xie Ning finished saying this to the time Xie Ning took a taxi by himself, to be honest, it was really cool.So cool it makes you feel like you never knew her before.

Xie Ning said to me: "I have decided to be your lover, you have to be ready."

Then Xie Ning beckoned, and a car stopped.

Xie Ning turned to "her" and said, "I've already decided to be her lover, don't take my love away. Although we are classmates."

Then Xie Ning got into the car and the car drove away.

Cars are still coming and going, and the exhaust gas is raising dust.Xie Ning left, and it was just the two of us.

Walking on the road, I finally know where so many vulgar or good film and television plots come from: from life, then change it, and then reappear in life... I should feel relieved, with those Compared with the ups and downs of the d_àng storyline, it is much simpler for me... Someone fell in love with someone, and then someone dumped someone, and then someone met someone again, Later, so-and-so came back, and so-and-so and so-and-so walked on the way home... What the fuck and what.

I didn't dare to look back along the way.Take a taxi back to the apartment, I take the passenger seat, she sits in the back; get out of the car, I go in front, she goes behind; enter the elevator, I stand in front, she stands in the back; open the door and enter the room, I sit on the sofa, she Still standing at the door...

"...Don't act like you came here to be tortured. It's just a one-night stay. Don't worry too much about it." I found a pair of slippers for her, but they were still the same ones as before.It was supposed to be hers.

And... it's me who should mind.In the end, I have to persuade her... Just like the habit of quarreling in the past, whether it is my fault or not, I have to apologize first.Then I will use "t's demeanor" to explain myself.

she sits down.I'm going to boil water, and make tea... [-]% tea, a cube of sugar.It's still the old cup, the old habit.So I said, what is the scariest?is a habit.I am used to the days with her, the seven-point tea, a cube of sugar, and everything, so I am not used to the days without her, which has become the source of pain.

"Water." I put it on the table.

"...Do you still keep this cup?" She was surprised, picked it up and looked at it again and again.

"Hmm..." Actually, I wanted to throw it away, but I gave up later, saying that I couldn't bear it, but it didn't seem like I was.Just the act of "throwing" makes me feel tired. "...I don't know how to deal with it." That was the answer.

"What about the slippers..." She glanced at her feet.

"I don't know." I walked to the yá-ng platform, put away the clothes to dry, and closed the window of the yá-ng platform...

Take the clothes and walk back to the living room from the yá-ng platform, a dozen or so steps away.But it reminds me of many things.It's not that I want to think about it, it's that these things keep starting to bounce out by themselves... I didn't take care of this job before, she was in charge of washing, then drying, and then putting it away.Every time I wash my clothes to dry, when I think about it, it will be a week later, and the clothes are all dried out, so she won't let me wash..."Look, It's a dry fish again! How many times have I told you, remember to put it away after washing, but I just don't remember, if I didn't want to come to the yá-ng platform to have a look, the clothes would be covered in dirt!" "Isn't it because you thought about it What..." "I hate it~ Where are you touching your hand~ah~ it's so itchy!"...

I cheered up.So I think... Letting her stay overnight today is another mistake.

Many things have never changed, such as the layout of all the furniture in this room, such as those things that existed a year and a half ago, such as the habits left in my mind and body... Tonight, because of her The arrival of all these things, as if welcoming another master after a long absence, they cheered, swarmed up, and sprayed out...

If I were a man, would I feel this way?If not, then it's really good to be a man... It's because I'm too feminine that I think so much about these things...

I collected the clothes.found that she was not in the living room.

Then found her in the kitchen. "Sure enough, there's nothing, so what's for dinner?" She asked me while holding the open refrigerator door with one hand.

"...It's still the same as before." I said casually.The last time I said it by the way... Maybe it was two years ago.If she doesn't know what "same as before" is, I can remind her.In this way, I might feel better because of her forgetting.

The result is not.I don't know whether I should be happy or sad: She picked up the phone, dialed Pizza Hut, and told the operator, a 9-inch supreme pizza, a tuna salad, two Caribbean grilled whole wings, a Mushroom soup...then asked me on the phone, what do you want for dessert?