nowhere to confess

"No." Tutu pinched my sleeve and wiped his eyes.I saw that she finally regained her composure, the soft and fragile bunny just now was probably an illusion.

"Then, have you been treated by her?"

"Is this very important?" Tutu asked back, and then looked at me with the strange eyes just now.

I was numb from her stare: "Of course consensuality is fine. If she forces you, as a friend, I won't be able to swallow it for you." I felt like I was talking nonsense again.

Tutu looked a little depressed: "I don't want to talk about this again."

"Okay, then tomorrow, should I..." I hesitated.

"Don't look for her," Tutu immediately became alert, "If she comes to look for you, don't bother with her."

"She came to look for me?" I wondered, "Why is she looking for me?"

"I mean, if I don't necessarily come to you." Tutu looked tired, "I'm tired."

"Well, you go take a shower first, I'll get your pajamas for you." I pushed Tutu into the bathroom, went back to the bedroom and picked out a set of cute pajamas, went to the door of the bathroom, knocked twice, the sound of water inside It stopped suddenly, and I said through the door: "I'm coming in." Then I opened the door and walked in, a wave of heat hit my face, I put my pajamas on the shelf next to the shower room, and as soon as I looked up, there was Seeing Tutu □□ standing in front of me, my sight was blurred by the dense water vapor, and my mind buzzed.

Seems nice, doesn't seem like, just perfect...

"Well, clothes, I put them on the shelf." I looked away and said in a voice that only I could hear, "Didn't you say I was coming in?"

"There are bees."

"Ah?" I raised my head, the steam dissipated, and the previously blurred lines and outlines became clearer. I turned my face away, took the towel from the shelf next to it, and handed it to her.

Tutu took the towel, wrapped herself up, and said, "There is a bee inside."

"Bee?" I was taken aback, and then I took a step forward and bumped into Tutu, and I quickly stepped back, "You come out first."

"Well, I was about to come out." Tutu glanced at me, "Then you bumped into me." As he spoke, he raised his hand and tightened the loose bath towel on his body.

After the rabbit went out, I got into the bathroom. The ground was wet. I changed a pair of shoes, and after searching for a while, I found a yellow bug flapping its wings on the ground, probably a little dizzy from the heat. Yes, I wrapped it with paper, pushed open the side window, and put it on the window sill, the little guy flapped a few more times, shaking off the moisture on the wings, and moved out bit by bit against the window sill , moved until there was probably no way to move, and then flapped its wings and flew away.

I closed the window and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in the nose, as if something was crawling out, I looked down, it didn't matter, there was a little blood dripping on the ground!Immediately afterwards, the white shirt on the chest was also dyed red...

I fumbled to wipe off the blood on the floor, and was about to open the door to go out, when a hot stream rushed up again, and came out along the nasal cavity, I quickly raised my head again, leaned against the door panel and listened for a while, making sure that there was no movement outside, and then Opening the door, staring at the ceiling, he groped his way to the bedroom.

"Chen Huashen."

I was startled, and when I looked down, there was a person sitting on the sofa in the living room.

I quickly turned my back, "Why... are you still asleep?"

"What's wrong with your neck?" Tutu got up and walked towards me.

I turned half a circle again: "Nothing—" I shook my hand.Tutu grabbed my hand, facing me, "You...have a nosebleed?"

She froze.

"Well, I drank too much alcohol today, and I have a cold." I said as I walked, "Go to bed first, I—" Seeing that Tutu followed into the bedroom, I paused, raised my head and struggled, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Don't look up," Tutu stretched out his hands to press the sides of my nose, "When the heart blood flows back into the trachea, raise your right hand, and it will be fine in a while."

After a while, the bleeding stopped, and Tutu let go of his hand: "Do you have chrysanthemums here? I'll make you some water to drink."

"No, I can't sleep after drinking tea at night." I waved my hand, "I'm going to take a shower, you should go to sleep quickly."

"I'll just make chrysanthemums and leave out the tea leaves. You're getting angry. Use chrysanthemums to quench the fire." Tutu said.

Get angry?Why did I feel more awkward the more I listened to it, and the more awkward I got, the more irritable I grabbed and changed my laundry pants, "There is no chrysanthemum at home..." I fled from the bedroom.

After taking a shower, I rubbed the blood off my shirt and threw it into the washing machine.When I opened the door, there was no one outside, so I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked through the living room lightly, turned off the lights, entered the bedroom, and smelled a faint fragrance of chrysanthemums, and looked again, and saw the rabbit sitting on the small bench next to the bed On the bed, with his hands on the edge of the bed, he seemed to have fallen asleep, and there was a cup of chrysanthemum tea on the bedside table next to him.

I walked over and stood beside Tutu, she was sleeping soundly, the light shone on her, her long black hair covered her back, and her smooth neck was exposed between her hair... I remembered the song "Girl" painting.

I leaned over to pick up the teacup, took a sip, it was sweet and warm, I took another sip, and another sip, as if I had never had such a delicious chrysanthemum tea in my life.

I sat on the edge of the bed and watched the bunny sleep. I have never watched a girl sleep so seriously, and I have never seen anyone who can sleep so like a painting.But I couldn't see Tutu's face. I put my hand on the back of her hand, and a hidden longing began to surface. I wanted to touch more parts of her body. Once this thought started, it was out of control, as if There are countless small bugs biting the blood vessels and nerves in my body. I tried my best to control my emotions, but once some emotions arise, it becomes very difficult to control them.I took a breath and leaned over to hold the rabbit in my arms. It was soft, soft, and fragrant. It was a familiar smell. I only discovered tonight that this familiar smell may be the most wonderful smell in the world. .

I was like a stubborn stone consecrated by an eminent monk, suddenly became spiritual, and all the projections of spirituality pointed to Tutu.

I gently hugged Tutu, she curled up in my arms, and fell asleep peacefully, I finally saw her face, probably because she was leaning over to sleep just now and she was a little hypoxic, with a faint blush flying on her cheeks, and her long eyelashes occasionally Vibrate slightly.