Self-investment

"Mumu, are you jealous?"

When Luo Yimu heard Jian Ling's question, his eyelids twitched.

Jian Ling was wearing Luo Yimu's windbreaker, which was unbuttoned and wide open. Luo Yimu's shoulders were a little wider than hers. This dress was slender and straight on Luo Yimu's body, and his lean curves were fully outlined. The body is a bit big, the shoulders hang down loosely, and the sleeves also cover the back of the hands a bit, a bit like a child stealing an adult's clothes, cute.

Luo Yimu took off Jian Ling's hand holding his shoulders, with a straight face, he groped for her open windbreaker, tied it with a belt, and wrapped the neckline tightly to prevent the wind from pouring in through the neckline "You are so old, you don't dress properly even though you know it's cold." She tied up Jian Ling's belt, pulled up her collar, wrapped Jian Ling's cool left hand in her own palm, rubbed it, and pulled her towards her. Walk outside the school.

never mind?Jian Ling was led forward dumbly by Luo Yimu, just staring at the back of Luo Yimu's head, as if he wanted to see a hole in that waterfall-like long hair, so that he could see clearly what was going on in Luo Yimu's mind What to think about again, she gets angry for a while, and then disappears for a while, making Jian Ling confused.

Such ambiguous quarrels and reconciliations, the contradictions have not been resolved at all, just planted a thorn in the hearts of both parties. If things go on like this, the thorns will pierce more and more, and the thorns will get deeper and deeper. One day, Jian Ling knew that it would be better for the two of them to talk, since Luo Yimu was awkward, he would be the one who asked the truth, but the campus is not the best place to solve the awkwardness, Jian Ling thought to himself, and went to Luo Yimu's house. , The two sat down to have a good chat again, spread the matter out and broke it up, so as to avoid the recurrence of conflicts.

Speechless all the way.

Luo Yimu lived in a community near Jinling University, not far away, and walked for more than ten minutes. When he reached the downstairs of the unit, Jian Ling didn't plan to go up, and stood at the elevator entrance to bid farewell to Luo Yimu.

The timing of their return was very unfortunate. When they arrived at the elevator entrance, the elevator had just gone up to the second floor, and there was a tendency to go up. It was a new community, a small high-rise building, and it would take five or six minutes for the elevator to get down. Apart from them, there were no other people in the elevator room. With no one else around, Jian Ling wanted to take advantage of this moment to settle the little awkwardness just now.

"Are you still sulking?" Jian Ling pondered for a while, mustered up the courage to raise her head, her eyelashes flickered, looked straight into Luo Yimu's eyes, and asked seriously.

Luo Yimu originally wanted to say no, but she didn't want to lie in front of Jian Ling, the words of denial were choked in her throat and she couldn't speak out, she was silent for a moment, and let out a dull "um" from her throat, admitting that she was still depressed.

"Because I... did that to others?" Jian Ling probed.

Another "hmm" was her answer.

"Are you angry that I reached out to catch your female student?" Jian Ling drooped her eyebrows and became tangled, "But the situation was urgent, if I didn't catch her, she would fall to the floor, big head If you face down, you might be seriously injured. I'm the closest to her, so it's okay to give her a hand, right? Isn't this human nature? Could it be that Mu Mu you would die in such a situation? "

As soon as Luo Yimu heard what she said, he knew that she didn't realize the crux of the problem at all. After finally relaxing a little, his expression turned cold again, and he turned his head to look at the elevator's floor display, without saying a word.

Here it is again, Jian Ling supported her forehead with a headache, took a step closer to Luo Yimu, squeezed her delicate chin, forced her gaze back, and said seriously: "Escape is never the solution to the problem, Mumu, I thought you were knowledgeable and would understand this truth better than me."

Seeing that Luo Yimu didn't speak, she sighed, and said again: "Mumu, I don't think I'm as smart as you, and I don't like to play the trick where you hide from me. I just don't understand. You like me, and I don't like you." I like you, why do you have to hold back some words in your heart? You don’t like what I do, say it, I know, don’t do it next time, everyone is happy, isn’t it better?”

Jian Ling really doesn't like to guess people's hearts, it's a waste of time and useless. Her father is a person who likes to keep everything in his heart. If he had told Jian Ling honestly when he was diagnosed with the disease, the father and daughter would be together Think of a way, and there won't be anything that Jian Ling regrets for the rest of her life.

Jian Ling can't figure it out, there are so many choices in the human heart, it's so difficult to see through, why do most people in the world want the person they like to know their feelings, but at the same time hide their thoughts deeply and refuse to say it, it's not good for everyone to be frank what?Just like Jian Ling herself, when she found out that she liked Luo Yimu, she chased after her directly and let Luo Yimu know that if Luo Yimu also liked her, then the two of them would naturally be together, if Luo Yimu didn't like her, Jian Ling's pursuit was fruitless, and he felt relieved after a brief regret, and continued to look for the next one. It was simple and efficient, and it was good for both parties.

Why guess and guess to add trouble.

It's the same when two people are together. Since you like each other, is it so difficult to express your mind?

Jian Ling doesn't understand.She is a straightforward person, so she can't understand the entanglement.

"Mumu, I like you, and I don't want to see you sad and depressed, but sometimes maybe I do something that makes you sad and I don't know it myself. You can only change it if you tell me, right?"

What Jian Ling said was very sincere and earnest, Luo Yimu looked at her shining eyes when she spoke, and was surprised and deeply touched.

Frankly speaking, Luo Yimu himself is the kind of person that Jian Ling can't understand, who buries everything in his heart and never tells others. Of course it is good to be frank, but frankness means opening his heart to the other party. The courage it takes is unimaginable to others. Luo Yimu is used to carrying all the things alone, and dispelling all the emotions alone. She has spent more than thirty years like this, and she doesn't feel that there is anything wrong. At this moment Hearing what Jian Ling said, it suddenly dawned on me that when two people get along, any dishonesty by either party will hurt the other party.

Luo Yimu didn't want to hurt Jian Ling.

She loves Jane.

Luo Yimu took a deep breath and let it out heavily, his shoulders also relaxed slowly with the movement of exhaling, his whole body showed a completely different relaxed state from before.

"I didn't ask you to save someone." Luo Yimu said.

"?" Jian Ling was puzzled.

"I just don't like to see you hug that rescued girl so tightly, and I don't like you talking in such an ambiguous voice in her ear." Luo Yimu said very seriously with a serious expression.

Jian Ling blinked, as if she didn't understand, "Since when did I hug her so tightly?" She didn't even whisper in her ear with an ambiguous voice. This is simply a blatant framing!

"Your hand rested on her waist for at least 20 seconds." Luo Yimu said forcefully, with some sour emotions mixed in.

"Pfft——" Jian Ling couldn't help but burst out laughing, "So, Mumu, are you really jealous?" She raised her head and sniffed Luo Yimu's lips, smiled and frowned, fanned the wind, and said narrowly Said: "I said, why do you have a sour smell all the way?"

She felt Luo Yimu's strong jealousy, intentionally teased her, leaned close to smell her with a half-smile, even put her hands on her chest, the tentacles were soft.

Luo Yimu squinted his eyes and let her play with her half-indulgently for a minute. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand with lightning speed, clamped her slender waist, and took advantage of the trend to embrace her. Jian Ling was trapped in the into her arms.

"What are you doing?" Jian Ling was unprepared to be restrained by Luo Yimu. She struggled hard, but did not break free. She simply relaxed and enjoyed Luo Yimu's embrace. Smiling teasingly, "You've become angry from embarrassment because I said the central thing?" While talking, he teased Luo Yimu's palm with his little finger.

Luo Yimu glared at this man who was trapped and unable to move and was still dishonest, he held the tricky slender little finger into his palm, lowered his head, and sucked on the side of Jian Ling's neck as if punishing him.

The position closest to the vital point of the throat, the most vulnerable position, is also extremely sensitive. Luo Yimu's merciless mouth made the delicate skin on the throat start to tingle, and then it started to itch a little. She had no defense against it. Like a rag doll, Luo Yimu hugged and sucked himself in his arms, and already had a premonition that there would be an obvious mark on the side of his neck.

When Luo Yimu let go of the briefing order, there was indeed a glistening water stain. Under the transparent liquid, a deep purple mark suddenly appeared on the originally flawless and delicate neck. Conspicuous, people can't take their eyes off at a glance.

Luo Yimu held Jian Ling's neck and looked at it carefully, nodded in satisfaction, took out a square scarf from his pocket, and slowly wiped off the water stains on it bit by bit, "Leave a mark, a famous flower has an owner, Don't disturb the idlers." She said confidently.

What Jian Ling cared about was: "So I am a famous flower in your eyes, Mu Mu, you really like me very much." After speaking, she rolled her eyes with a smile, obviously extremely happy.

It's not just a famous flower, Luo Yimu's face remains unchanged, but what he thinks in his heart is that it is the only endangered species in the world. The fragrance of the flower is ten miles, exuding an unparalleled attraction. .

So it must be marked and kept in captivity to prevent others from thinking about it.

The elevator has reached the first floor.

"Go up." Jian Ling said.

"Aren't you coming?" Luo Yimu was surprised. With Jian Ling's personality, he should be excited and asked to come to his home. What's wrong?Sudden sex change? "It's very late. It's not safe to go home alone. It's okay to come up to rest for a night. I have a guest room there, which is very clean."

Jian Ling scratched her head in her heart. Of course she wanted to stay at Mumu's house, but they had just finished arguing, and even though they had reconciled, it took some time to digest the remaining depression in their hearts. She knew that tonight was indeed not a good time to stay overnight. He waved his hand pretending to be calm, and said freely, "It's okay, I haven't finished the account in my store yet, and I have to go back and continue to settle the account." In fact, I was already beating my chest in my heart, such a great opportunity, I missed it for nothing!I had no choice but to comfort myself that the future would last forever, so there was no need to rush for a while.

Since there is serious work to be done, Luo Yimu can't keep her anymore, nodded, went into the elevator by himself, and pressed the floor number, "Call me when you get home, so I can feel at ease."

"Understood." Jian Ling smiled and watched the elevator door slowly close, and the expression on her face suddenly collapsed.

Being awkward is really hurtful, hurtful and sad, but when I think that Luo Yimu cares about him so much, I can't help being a little happy.

Luo Yimu was the only person in this elevator. Jian Ling watched the floor number stay at "3" and didn't move. She knew that her home was on the third floor. One minute later, she received a message from Luo Yimu: [ I'm home now. ]

[good. ] Brief order back.

Luo Yimu returned home, but Jian Ling was reluctant to leave. He walked out of the apartment building, stood under the streetlight, and looked up towards the direction of the third floor. The balconies were next to each other, and most of them were lit. It was also brightly illuminated, her neck was sore and she refused to lower her head, touching the dark red marks on the side of her neck that Luo Yimu had sucked, carefully observing the layout of each balcony, trying to find clues, and found Which balcony belongs to Luo Yimu.

Can't make out.

Jane was a little frustrated.

Those balconies were surrounded by anti-theft nets and glass windows, so they couldn't see clearly. After staring at them for a while, Jian Ling's eyes were dazzled, and she really couldn't tell which balcony had the person she was thinking of.

If I had known it earlier, I would have gone up with Luo Yimu. What I said was that I was afraid that there would still be pimples in the hearts of the two parties, and that they had to calm down for a night. What other contradictions, after all Luo Yimu is so sensitive and coquettish, Jian Ling thinks about it, he seems to have annoyed her twice.

It was the first time to treat a person so seriously, to be frank about what he said, but now even Jian Ling began to be less frank, with trepidation hidden in his heart, and he dared not tell Luo Yimu.

In an instant, Jian Ling suddenly understood what Luo Yimu couldn't say. When he became serious with someone, he would indeed become timid and submissive. Things that seemed simple in the past are difficult to say when facing someone he really likes. .

……

After Luo Yimu went upstairs, he poured himself a glass of water, and sent a message telling Jian Ling that he was home, so as not to worry her, and rested on the sofa for more than ten minutes before getting up and going back to the room, and found pajamas in the closet , ready to take a bath and rest.

Luo Yimu's life is very regular, or it may be rigid in Jian Ling's eyes.

She walked into the bathroom and stood under the shower, thinking about what Jian Ling said while taking a shower.

Luo Yimu never thought that he would be educated by Jian Ling one day, but it is undeniable that Jian Ling is right. Meeting the love of his life and being with her is already a blessing that Luo Yimu never dared to dream of before. Getting along with each other requires communication, and if things are hidden in their hearts, they will only accumulate and become more difficult to resolve. Luo Yimu wants to work hand in hand with Jian Ling for the rest of his life, but he doesn't want the two of them to end up falling apart because of their hidden concerns and suspicions.

Luo Yimu turned off the shower, wiped the remaining water on his face, and walked out wearing a bathrobe, wiping his hair, thinking that his awareness of the word "love" was far inferior to that of Jian Ling.

Just after taking a hot shower and coming out, the air in the living room seemed a bit stuffy. Luo Yimu opened the balcony window, put the changed dirty clothes into the washing machine, turned his head casually while pouring the laundry detergent, and looked downstairs. glance.

She can't see far. She suffers from severe night blindness, and she becomes blind without light. At most, she can barely see the location of the flower beds on the first floor with the help of the lights on other balconies on the third floor and the bright street lights on the roadside. I can't see it anymore.

Luo Yimu just glanced around boredly, and suddenly saw a person standing beside the flower bed on the first floor and under the street lamp.

Tall, slender, wrapped in Luo Yimu's windbreaker, the cold white beam of the street lamp shone on her body, her short hair looked very close to black at the moment, making her whole person delicate and well-behaved.

At night in late autumn and early winter, she stood quietly under a bunch of street lamps, alone, looking forward with her neck up, not knowing who she was waiting for, or whether the person she was waiting for would come.

Luo Yimu knew who she was waiting for.

Seeing her lonely figure in the night, Luo Yimu felt as if a knife had been pierced into his heart at that moment, and he couldn't care about anything other than distress, he didn't even care about changing his unseemly nightgown and slippers, hurriedly grabbed the key to open the door, and rushed downstairs. She couldn't wait for the elevator to slowly come up, and ran directly down the stairs to the first floor. When she stood in front of Jian Ling, she was still breathing.

Jian Ling was a little dazed, staring blankly at the sweetheart who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

She didn't expect Luo Yimu to run out. After all, Luo Yimu has night blindness, and there is a high probability that she won't be able to find herself on the first floor. She planned to search for another 3 minutes, but she couldn't find which one Luo Yimu's balcony was, so she gave up and left. Rubbing his eyes while rubbing his sore neck, he was about to raise his head to continue searching, but unexpectedly, Luo Yimu rushed out of the building as if he had a heart, even wearing a nightgown and slippers.

The robe had no buttons, and was only loosely tied with a belt. Luo Yimu ran in a hurry, and when he stood in front of Jian Ling, his chest was half open, and a large piece of white skin broke into Jian Ling's eyes without warning. Unable to move his eyeballs, he opened his mouth and instinctively called Luo Yimu's name.

"Mu..."

Luo Yimu blocked the other word "Mu" in his throat before he could utter it.

Just after taking a shower, she hugged Jian Ling tightly with her damp body.

The sweet tongue pried open Jian Ling's teeth, and squeezed into the mouth without refusal, wantonly plundering.

Jian Ling didn't want to refuse either.

The second Luo Yimu licked her lips, she instinctively raised her head and opened her mouth, entangled with Luo Yimu.

Just experienced an awkward situation, tasted the taste of a sweetheart, Jian Ling's chest was swollen, very hot, and an unexplainable grievance rose from the bottom of her heart, she tightened Luo Yimu's back, and touched Luo Yimu's tongue Biting like venting anger.

But he was reluctant to use force, for fear of hurting Luo Yimu's bite, so the bite was not only not like venting his anger, but like teasing, Luo Yimu's pupils shrank slightly, and holding the back of Jian Ling's head, he kissed her until she couldn't breathe.

"Didn't you say there is something in the store? Why don't you leave?" Luo Yimu's lips slipped from Jian Ling's small mouth to her earlobe, and his breath gushed into the ear canal, licking and flicking on her earlobe finely, regardless of the upstairs With so many residents, is there anyone watching?

At this moment, sensibility prevailed, Luo Yimu just wanted to kiss Jian Ling well.

"Immediately...I'm leaving immediately..." Jian Ling blushed, and reluctantly said in the gap between Luo Yimu's kisses.

"Don't go away." Luo Yimu tightened his arms, turned to kiss her neck, and licked and licked back and forth around the dark marks he left, as if patrolling his own territory.

Jian Ling rested her chin on her shoulder, leaned back, and was about to be broken by Luo Yimu, sobbing, "I...I dare not..." After saying this, the grievance just now flooded into my heart again.

Luo Yimu lightly pecked near her collarbone, "Why?"

"I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you'll be angry..."

Luo Yimu stopped all movements.

The two maintained their hugging posture for a long time, so long that even the night wind seemed to condense, leaving only silence and the breathing of the two of them.

"I'm afraid I'll do something to make you sad again." Jian Ling grabbed the cloth of the nightgown on Luo Yimu's back shoulder with one hand, buried her head in front of her chest, her body trembled, grievance mixed with remorse, "said Not to make you sad, I said I was good to you, but within a few days, I made you sad again."

"Mumu, I didn't mean to ignore what I said."

Luo Yimu's heart was shaken, she thought that the conversation had already been said, and the matter was turned over, but Jian Ling was still blaming herself alone.

In fact, it wasn't Jian Ling's fault at all. Luo Yimu regretted that she had a small belly and was in her 30s, and even got angry with her because of a little thing, and made her feel sad and blame herself.

If you are more frank, nothing will happen.

Luo Yimu's expression was moved, and he said sorry in Jianling's ear.

"I'm sorry for you." Jian Ling murmured in her arms and said, "You're right, I like you, so I shouldn't have ambiguous actions with others."

Jian Ling was used to flirting before, if Luo Yimu didn't talk about this, she might never realize that she already has someone she wants to keep in her heart, and if she flirts with others, it will hurt Luo Yimu a lot. how big.

Jian Ling said: "From now on, I will only look at you and whisper in your ear. I won't even turn my eyes to those girls outside."

Luo Yimu's heart became hot, and his throat choked up, "I believe in you."

Maybe two people are like this when they are together, jealous, suspicious, frank, and reconciled, getting rid of the part of their lives that is not suitable for each other, and becoming a whole in the long years, symbiosis, mutual dependence, no one can do without the other.

"Stay tonight." Luo Yimu said proactively, "Don't go back."

"I'm afraid of making you angry by doing something wrong."

"If you do something that makes me unhappy, I'll tell you, and I won't be angry with you again." Luo Mu paused, then added with a smile, "Similarly, you should also tell me your dissatisfaction with me. Okay?"

"I don't like it when you sulk with me, it makes me sad."

"I will not do it again."

"Then I still want you to kiss me."

"Not now." Luo Yimu raised the corners of his lips, bent over and hugged Jian Ling, and walked quickly into the building, "I want to go back and kiss you again."

In front of the public, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are hidden. Only Luo Yimu can see Jian Ling's blushing and emotional appearance, so he can't take advantage of strangers.

Jian Ling was used to being hugged by Luo Yimu, and he wrapped his arms around her neck with a smile.