Shhh, it's a secret...

"Little Qiao, you are so cruel..."

He hugged me, up and down with my desire/desire, and bit my shoulder at the last moment when he was about to erupt, viciously, not at all gentle as usual.

I gasped involuntarily, feeling the warm liquid slipping from my shoulders, and being licked bit by bit by the tip of my warm tongue, like tasting the most delicious nectar in the world, without any waste.

I wrapped my arms around his thin waist, and moved in and out more intensely than ever before, letting the scorching heat fill his body, watching him lose his mind from bearing, with his mouth slightly open, panting silently.

He's not having a good time, so how am I going to have a good time?

After saying that sentence that day, he left in a daze. My mother's eyes became cold, and she didn't even scold me, as if I was a transparent person who didn't even want to see me.

I wanted to ask her what she wanted me to do, but I didn't dare. I was afraid of her cold eyes and her scolding.

"I'll leave him..."

After saying this sentence that day, there was no shadow of Yin You in the school, and the huge secret could only be buried in my heart, like a huge stone pressing on my heart, making me unable to breathe.

No one will help me share, no one can understand, and no one can tell.

My stubbornness does not allow me to take the initiative to find him. I can only wait for him to come to me. I also believe that he will come to me. Like countless times before, no matter how I touch and trample on his bottom line, he will always come and go. Again and again to accommodate.

He still came.

Without saying a word, he rolled into bed.

Incisively and vividly, I want to vent my dissatisfaction these days.

I bite down on his Adam's apple, grinding my fangs on the most vulnerable part of his body.

Why did it take you so long to see me?You know, I was forced too!

I didn't ask. After being pampered by him for so many years, I didn't want to be hoarse anymore. I just hugged him fiercely and let him make intermittent urges from his mouth.

"Little Joe, why do you say such things?"

He stretched out his hand to caress my cheek, his rosy fingertips were trembling, and even his voice was filled with fear: "Little Qiao, you know that I can bear a lot, but I really can't bear your words ..."

"Can't bear it?"

I interrupted him, looked into his eyes and said, "If you can't bear it, then don't bear it!"

"Little... Joe, what... do you mean?"

He asked tremblingly, his already bad face was even more ugly.

"What does that mean?"

There was a trace of uneasiness in my heart, but I still said as if nothing had happened: "It means to die!"

I'm angry that he didn't come to see me. I'm angry with him. How could I have done it in the hall because of his teasing, and even my mother saw me in the end?

I have been spoiled, complaining blindly, but not thinking from his point of view.

That sentence was just to annoy him. I thought he would kiss me and say, Xiao Qiao, don't make trouble.

But I overlooked one thing, even if he is a god, he will have a fragile day, not to mention, he is just a person, a person who has been bruised all over by the one he loves and stands on the verge of death!

The moment the words came out, his face was pale visible to the naked eye, and his body, which had been rapidly thinned in the past few days, swayed, and crystal water droplets overflowed from the corners of his closed eyes.

I just stretched out my hand, but was gently pushed by him. At that moment, my self-esteem was hurt unparalleled, and I stood far away from him, holding my breath and not saying a word.

I waited, waiting for him to coax me.

Like before, no matter what I did wrong, he would go out of his way to make me happy.

However, I was wrong. After a long time, I heard him say: "Qiao Zuo, I'm tired, let's go."

This was the first time he called me "Qiao Zuo", and also the only time he called me Qiao Zuo. I, who was already suffocated, could not sense that something was wrong with him, so I snorted coldly and was about to leave.

The moment I walked to the door, a tired voice came from the bedroom: "Little Qiao, it's getting cold at night, you can put on that windbreaker, don't freeze yourself."

I looked at the neatly folded clothes on the sofa and knew it was specially prepared for me. I glanced in the direction of the bedroom and wanted to ask him if he was okay?But when he thought of his pushing me away, he gritted his teeth and decided to leave, but he still took the windbreaker with him in the end.

What a delicate person I am, how could I let myself be wronged?

At night, although it was midsummer, there was still a cool wind blowing through the window in the courtyard, blowing away the heat in the room. However, I really couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning.

That face full of despair has been in my mind, he said, he was tired.

I closed my eyes, and I didn't want to face the empty bedroom. Normally, there was always him by my side. Although I proposed to leave, I was still not used to it without him.

This is the disadvantage of human nature. Only when everything no longer exists, will we slowly recall and appreciate the beauty that we could not feel at the beginning.

I clearly remember that the night was very quiet, the rustling of the leaves accompanied by the cool wind blowing across my window sill, and there was a rose plant he planted on the window sill that exuded the fragrance of my love.

I also know very well that I had a dream that night.

I dreamed that he pushed open the door of my bedroom and came in on tiptoe, as if he didn't want to disturb me who was still asleep. He said, "Little Qiao, I'm leaving. From now on, you have to take good care of me." You, the world is impermanent, people are unpredictable, don't trust anyone except yourself..."

"How much I want to grow up with you, and then grow old together. We can watch the sunrise, sunset, tide rise and fall, and the changes of the four seasons together. Speaking of which, I said I would take you to see the world, but it's a pity , in the end, I'm going to make a slip of the tongue..."

"Little Qiao, I really can't hold on any longer, so forgive me, okay..."

"If, I mean, if there is an afterlife, I will become stronger. At that time, no matter how much you refuse, we will be together, okay?"

After finishing speaking, he kissed my forehead lightly, smiled, and his figure gradually faded until the transparency disappeared...

……

In the morning, the first ray of sunlight shines into my bedroom, which is warm and pleasant. The roses on the window sill are extremely delicate and beautiful, with dewdrops, touching my heart.

In the corridor, I heard my mother's hurried footsteps. She stretched out her hand and pushed me to wake up the still confused me. The coldness of the past few days was no longer on the vigorous face, but inexplicable worry and anxiety.

"Yin You is dead!"

she says.

like a joke.

However, I touched the water stains overflowing from the corners of my eyes, and I knew that this was not a joke.

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