That year's Qingwu Concubine Yang

On National Day, Concubine Ling drank and chatted at Zoe's residence. Zoe's house was very spacious and simple.

A large room of 2.2 square meters, the door is in the upper left corner of the room, and in the upper right corner is a rectangular bathroom covering an area of ​​about [-] square meters. There is a workbench in the lower right corner, and a [-]-meter-long one in the middle of the house. A fabric sofa with a width of [-] meters looks like a standard single bed.The back of the sofa is placed against the wall, a [-]-inch LCD TV is hung on the opposite wall, and a rectangular table with wheels is placed in front of the sofa.

At this time, several bottles of cocktails of different colors and a bottle of golden brandy were placed on the table. Concubine Ling didn't like to drink strong alcohol, so every time they drank together, Concubine Ling drank cocktails and Zoe drank brandy .

Zooey sat cross-legged on the sofa, while Ling Fei leaned slightly on the soft armrest of the sofa.

This room looks normal at first glance, but I always feel that there is something abnormal. If you look closely, you will find a very strange place——this room, except for the computer chair on the workbench, there is nothing to see. a chair.

When Concubine Ling came here for the first time, she once complained—"Why don't you prepare two chairs here, what should you do when guests come? Do they all sit on your sofa bed?"

Zooey stared at her slightly, pursed her lips, brushed her long golden hair that was caught in the coat, and said, "I don't have any friends. You are the only one who is willing to take me home."

Concubine Ling was at a loss for words for a while, feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't refute it, after all, she was also alone, and after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be nothing wrong with not having friends.

At the age of 16, when she first found Concubine Ling, Zoe took good care of her diet and daily life. When she went to bed at night, she liked to let her pillow on his arms and hug her sideways, protecting her tightly. arms.After sleeping like this for a week, Concubine Ling said that her mood had returned to normal, and Zooey didn't have to hug her to sleep anymore.

But Zooey just rubbed her hair, looked at her and smiled softly. Concubine Ling saw that there were layers of white and thick rolling clouds in her eyes, and a golden sun emerged from the clouds from time to time. Flashing out, that kind of blurred and focused gaze made Qingwu's heart flutter. She just wanted to be immersed in this gaze forever and ever. She didn't know what kind of feeling it was until Gao Jianli arrived that day. There was a commotion at home, and she realized that Zooey liked her?

Although after experiencing the death of her mother and the abandonment of her father, Concubine Ling's heart has become different from that of people of the same age. After all, she is only a 16-year-old girl. The gentle and considerate Zoe has left a deep imprint on Concubine Ling's heart. Apart from her gender, she can almost be regarded as the dream lover of thousands of girls, and this dream lover may even like herself.

Concubine Ling was struggling in her heart, what should I do, does Zooey really like me?Should I say yes to her if she confesses to me?Well, even though they are of the same sex, as long as they are in love, it will be fine!

Concubine Ling was thinking wildly in her heart. She even thought about her life after becoming lovers with Zooey, but what happened one night later shattered all her imaginations.