half a mile long street

I don't know if it's the effect of alcohol, or it's in my heart, I've already run out of patience... I miss it so much, the feeling of being able to hug.

____February 2015, 12

In the so-called circle of rich people, these few words of entertainment, mask-like smiles, and seemingly sincere greetings all made her feel tired and sick.

I miss her very much, especially when I see a table of puppets, a table of delicious food that no one starts, a table of alcohol and tobacco messed up...

Next to her, her brother Don, also wearing a mask, circled among the flowers, confident and calm.He was one of her few safe havens, and with her brother around, she didn't have to care about clients or not, so she poured her own drink.

People with worries seem to bully her even with alcohol, and she also got drunk after a while.She was sent to the dormitory all the way in a daze. During this journey, only her eyes were in her mind, the eyes that would bend when she smiled, like the moon, like the moon tonight.

hook people.

Holding the bag in his left hand, he took off his high-heeled shoes in his right hand, and walked barefoot outside in a temperature of only 6 degrees, feeling a little sober from the chill.Walking slowly in the deserted corridor, step by step, every time at this time, she would fantasize that in fact, she is the husband who socializes outside every day, and she is the little wife waiting for her at home. The honey water she soaked for hangover is sweet.

Can make people sweet and drunk.

Gently pushing the door open, warm light slipped out, as if it couldn't wait to jump on her and warm her already frozen feet.

The warm light in the room was hot to the heart, and together with the coldness of the corridor, it pulled her nerves...

why?

Because she fell asleep on her stomach, her hair was a bit messy, some small pieces of hair were sticking to her pink lips, and her occasionally wrinkled nose was naughty and cute, but fortunately... Thank God she closed her eyes at this time, and her long curled eyelashes looked like The butterfly spread its wings, fluttering into her eyes, and then into her heart...

At that time when she woke up, she would rub her eyes and act coquettishly to her, saying that she was too tired from training, and then hugged her waist, and did not dislike the smelly sweat on her body, and raised her head with charming and innocent eyes, Looking at her...and her?If there is no one in the training ground, she will hug her back, then bend down and kiss her forehead, and listen to her talk about the ups and downs of the day...

Every moment in memory is infinitely magnified, pulling her, trying to drag her into hell.

So what is she going to do now?Why doesn't she act like a baby to her and hug her like before?

Then can she hug her back?Can I kiss her forehead?can god

She struggled on the spot for a long time, forgetting the warmth and coldness, and then raised her steps like a prince, walking towards the sleeping princess step by step, as if stepping on her own heart step by step, ups and downs but unwavering...slowly bent down, then The two butterflies flew away in fright, because the prince wanted to kiss the princess whose memory was sealed.

Oh god, could this kiss send a memory to her?Can you give me this skill God...

A kiss fell gently, like the leaves blown by the wind, like the ripples on the lake, like the strings of a trembling guitar, as light as if nothing had happened.

She looked at her obsessively, wanting to make up for the decades without her in her previous life, as long as the rest of her life...

When she got up and went to the bathroom, her closed eyes opened.

In the light, it is the color of amber.

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For the Christmas party for the children, I rehearsed all day long, and my bones are so sore that I really want to get out of my body...

After returning to the dormitory and taking a hot shower, everything was very satisfying, I made my own sweet milk, and made a glass of honey water for Tina.I don't know that she socializes like this every day, and her body that smokes and drinks can't bear it.

Going back to the table, holding the book and reading it quietly, feeling sleepy, I fell asleep on my stomach.But he was not stable, physically exhausted but mentally excited, as if he could hear Tina's footsteps in the corridor.

The door opened slowly without a sound, but it was cold. Why didn't Tina close the door, it was so cold.

The door closed again, there was the sound of light footsteps, accompanied by a faint smell of cigarettes, and then the smell of shower gel, it was Tina.

Such a mixture is actually very fragrant and charming...

Is she looking at me?

The next second, something touched the eyelids, what is so soft?cool.Then the thing touched the forehead again, oh!God...

is she kissing me

The last kiss landed on her lips, and it felt like an electric shock, tingling and numb.She stood there for a long, long time...

Hearing the sound of the bathroom, he opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the warm yellow of the wall.