Ye Ye Zhiqiu

Han Ye'an sent Tong Qiu to the door of the house, but didn't enter, "Go in, I'm going home too."

Two days and two nights of being together made Tong Qiu want to cling to her even more, but on the other side, there were some messy thoughts entangled in her heart, making her want to find a quiet place without Han Ye'an.

"Be careful on the road." She watched Han Ye'an's back disappear into the corridor before turning around and knocking on the door.

Mother Tong saw something was wrong with her daughter at a glance, "What's wrong? You didn't play well?"

"No." Tong Qiu pulled the box, walked into his room dejectedly, and closed the door.

Father Tong put down the newspaper and looked at his wife, "What's wrong?"

"Who knows, it's been a weird day."

"Probably because of puberty."

After entering the room, Tong Qiu pushed the box aside casually, threw himself into the soft mattress, and shouted like venting: "Ah——"

Immediately outside the door, Tong Ma's roar sounded: "What's your name, do you know about disturbing people? Grandma Li's granddaughter is upstairs in her third year of high school! Don't get nervous!"

"I just want to yell! Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"Nervous!" Tong Ma didn't bother to talk to her anymore.

Feeling depressed and still unable to resolve it, Tong Qiu took out the earphones of his mobile phone, found a rock song, turned up the volume to the maximum, and continued to lie on the bed.

"...and you should be

It's not fair

Just cause you can't see it

doesn't meanitisn'tthere..."

Even though her English is not good, she can hear these two sentences very clearly. Music is easy to arouse people's emotions. When something is on her mind, it is easier to take it out of context. A rock song that is not loud enough for her ears just makes her feel sore.

Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.She had to admit that the self-defeating denial didn't make any sense at all.

Han Yean Han Yean Han Yean...

Han Ye'an, can you change from a friend to a girlfriend?

As soon as this thought came up, it felt like ten thousand ants were crawling in my heart, not only itching, but also painful.Han Ye'an was so kind to her, letting her do everything, but he had this kind of thought about her?What kind of beast is she, Tong Qiu!

But, but, could it, could it be that Han Ye'an also liked her a little bit?Not the kind between friends, but...the kind between lovers.Han Ye'an seems, no, she really has no prejudice against homosexuality.

The memories of the past two or three months were turned into ppt by the brain, and each scene was taken out to watch and ponder over and over again. She was like a fan who was addicted to CP. But the heart is so clear that it is impossible to be true.

This is really going to kill me.She thought, it is impossible to have a fruitful secret love since the first love affair is accompanied by the awakening of sexuality!Why is it so difficult for her!Lost love before the first love begins...

Classmate Tong Xiaoqiu made himself so wronged by brain supplementation, pulled off the earphones, turned over and buried his head in the pillow, grabbing the bed sheet depressedly.

The phone buzzed beside her, and she reached out to touch it, and when she touched it, she turned her face sideways and showed one eye to look at the screen.

Han Ye'an: I'm home

"Hmph~~" I'm so entangled here, but you don't know anything. Thinking about it this way, I feel even more wronged.

The mobile phone was thrown far away. If it was conscious, it would probably be a child full of question marks: Who is this idiot twisted into a cauliflower snake on the bed?

A door seemed to cut off everything, and all the chaotic thoughts and girlish emotions were locked in this small room, circling happily, surrounding the still ignorant girl.

People say that girlish feelings are always poetry.Then her poem is really sad.The worry is that you can't talk about your feelings, the worry is that you don't know the way with others, and the worry is that you can't get closer even though you are too close.

That night Tong Qiu had a dream, in which she returned to the backstage of the concert, but this time it was Han Ye'an who walked with her instead of the stone.

In the dream, the first angle of view and the third angle of view kept switching. For a while, she saw herself holding Han Ye'an in the winding passageway, and there was no one around in the dark. The hand was very warm, so warm that she always wanted to hold it tighter, but she couldn't exert any strength in her hand.

There was only the sound of breathing in the darkness, a very normal sound, but it made her feel hot all over. She saw her footsteps in a hurry, as if she was going to take the people behind her to a certain place.

click.It's the utility room.

When she woke up, her breathing was messy and her head was sweating profusely. She closed her eyes and resignedly stroked the hair that was stuck to her forehead.

The touch in the dream was too real, she raised her hand to touch her lips, it was obviously a winter night, but it was burning hot.

She kissed in a dream.The protagonists in the scene I saw during the day yesterday became her and Han Ye'an. Those movements and those subtle sounds are still replaying in my mind until now, as if it really happened.

A voice in her heart told her that it was just because her mind was not clear enough just after waking up, so she couldn't immediately distinguish between dreams and reality.

But for the first time in her life, she kicked the rational little angel away with her thoughts, then quickly closed her eyes, and prayed to the Jade Emperor Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva Hallelujah, the Virgin Mary, to let her catch up with that dream.

In the winter night, the girl's first taste of sweetness is like a mirage, real but false in the end, but the protagonist still takes a step towards the exquisite pavilion in the phantom without complaint.

She also knew that if she took this step, it would be out of control.It's just that she, Tong Qiu, might have been a coil of mosquito coils long ago, and it would be pointless to deny it any longer, she might as well be drunk today, play hooligans in her dreams, and not break the law.

The author has something to say: Tong Xiaoqiu's mental journey: I am straight! → I seem to like Han Yean → I can't miss my friends! → Playing hooligans in a dream is not illegal → I am proud of my mosquito coil!

I know, I'm short again, I'm sorry my dears, I will definitely save two chapters on weekends to prevent such evil things from happening again!I, Lulu Yuanzhi, hereby solemnly post four! 【Aww~】

Lyrics from "onemorelight" by Linkin Park