Help each other with "silence"

"wrong."

"En?" Shen Mo was applying conditioner to Gu Yimo's hair, when he heard Gu Yimo's muffled voice, he paused his hands rubbing his hair, and responded with a questioning tone.

"What's wrong?"

"You are wrong."

"Don't move, the water will flow into the eyes." Mo Mo felt that the other party was about to raise his head with his hand pressed on the other party's head, and he exerted a little force to stop the other party.

"What's wrong again?" Mo Mo gently washed the other person's hair, and while rubbing the conditioner, he responded casually.

"You're not in there, so mine can still be called 'chasing you'." Gu Yimo meekly rested her head on her arms and lay on the edge of the tank again, allowing Shen Mo to play with her hair casually.

Since the face was buried in the closed space surrounded by the arms and the body, it seemed a bit dull and angry when it came out.

"Oh? I didn't include the elderly and children from what I said. Do I count as one of those two teams, the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled? If it's really these two teams, yours is even worse. It can't be called 'chasing me' anymore, it should be called 'abnormal'."

Shen Mo curled the corner of his mouth, looked at Gu Yimo with a smile in his eyes, and spoke in a playful tone.

As soon as she finished saying the word "abnormal", Gu Yimo stretched out her hand to take advantage of the silence and twisted her slender waist.Silence was unprepared, and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

"What kind of category does Gu always think I am?" Shen Mo washed Gu Yimo's hair, then let go, picked up the shampoo and conditioner on the floor, and stood up. Clinging tightly to the body is a looming temptation.

Gu Yimo tied her hair in a ball at the back of her head, revealing her delicate and fair neck. Water drops slipped from her chin and neck, leaving a string of crystals.

Silence turned his eyes away, trying not to touch any part of the opponent's body.

"Lonely, vicissitudes, indifferent woman." Gu Yimo's slender legs stretched out in the bathtub, she stood up slightly, leaned her back against the wall of the tank, looked at the front and stood in front of the shelf where various bottles and cans were placed. In the silence, the restored clear voice was entwined with heat, and slowly spread into the silent ears, and her right hand that was raised to hold the object suddenly froze.

Silently looked at the skin care lotion in front of her without saying a word.In the amber eyes, there are eye movements, like a piece of light-colored glass under the sun. When the light comes, it shines for a moment, and when the light leaves, it returns to elegance and silence.

You see me so thoroughly, I will feel like running naked, Mr. Gu.

Shen Mo sighed helplessly in his heart, put the shampoo and conditioner on it, took off the skin care lotion, turned around, and met Gu Yimo's gaze.

"For this kind of woman, mine can be called 'chasing you'." Gu Yimo took the skin care lotion handed over by Shen Mo, looked up at Shen Mo who was standing beside him but looking at the bathroom door, mixed with a cold voice With a few traces of charm and softness that have not dissipated, the white skin is wrapped in water, and it glows with a psychedelic light under the orange light.

Like the setting sun shining on the surface of the lake with rippling ripples, the swaying pieces of golden red are beautiful and psychedelic, seductive and deep.

"Oh? What kind of logic is this?" Mo Mo walked to the shower, picked up the bath towel, lowered his head and folded it unhurriedly, his quiet and clear voice echoed in the bathroom, leaving no aftertaste.

"My logic." Gu Yimo propped up his hands, propped his head against the side of the vat, pursed his lips and looked at the silence, his dark pupils gleamed with the glimmer of a hunter, it was the belief that he was determined to win.

Shen Mo folded the towel, put it on his left arm, and walked towards the bathroom door, with his thin lips slightly parted: "Mr. Gu said yes, so let's go, I'll go out first."

"Wait a minute, don't you want to say something?"

"What does Mr. Gu want me to say?" Shen Mo stopped in his tracks, without turning around, he stared at the bathroom door and asked softly.

"I want to chase you." Gu Yimo's firm voice came from behind, and the silent and straight back froze for a moment.

Don't say it so bluntly, okay?

"Mr. Gu really wants to chase me? I'm a woman."

"Does Assistant Shen care about women falling in love?"

"Of course not, the existence of emotions in the world is reasonable."

"Then there's nothing wrong with me chasing you, right?" Gu Yimo supported her head, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, her eyes were silent and dark.

"There is nothing wrong with it, but I only stayed with Mr. Gu for less than a week. Mr. Gu is joking, right?"

You are the emotional speed of a big carrot.

Gu Yimo: "..."

Gu Yimo suddenly stood up from the bathtub, silently heard the sound of stirred water behind her, her back was stiff.

Immediately, Gu Yimo lifted his slender legs and stepped out of the bathtub. Every time he took a step, the water on his body would flow down and be stepped on, just like a person walking on a rainy day full of water. The sound of trampling.

A drop of unfinished water from the shower dripped from the bottom, creating ripples in the stagnant water on the ground.

Gu Yimo walked slowly behind Shen Mo, she looked at Shen Mo's back wrapped in waist-length hair with calm eyes, and her slender legs tightly wrapped in trousers, she closed her eyes, took a step forward, and moved her hands from the other side Squeezing between his arms, he hugged the other's waist, which was tightly pressed by the soaked shirt, and the hands were soft and smooth, as if he had no clothes.

Gu Yimo propped his chin on Shen Mo's right shoulder, leaned close to her ear, and his warm breath brushed over Shen Mo's ear hair, Gu Yimo felt that he even saw the white fluff on Shen Mo's ear.

Mo Mo stiffened her back, but she still couldn't help but feel the soft and tight cuddles of the person behind her, she could only pray that the person would not move.

She discovered the evil fate long ago, but she didn't bother to take care of it. A large part of her temperament is "following the situation", and the other part is "following the fate".

"silence."

Gu Yimo moved close to Shen Mo's ear, with a voice that was seven points gentle and three points charming.

For the first time, she called the other party's name, not the vengeful "Assistant Shen".

"Huh?" Mo Mo sighed inwardly, and responded softly.

That's it.

"silence."

"En." She responded lightly, not saying much.

"Silence." Gu Yimo tightened his hands around the opponent's waist, and tightened the opponent's arms towards her.

Shen Mo's whole body was stiff, and she turned her attention to the door, ignoring the softness of the two groups behind her that were more tightly attached to her.

"Well, I'm here." Mo Mo didn't have any resistance to the closeness of this woman who cared about him and understood him.

Her skin doesn't bore herself, and she doesn't get angry.

But even so, she didn't have any stronger emotions.

"I like you." When Gu Yimo said these words, her ears turned red suddenly, and her voice became softer and shyer.

"You don't need to answer me, I know you still don't like me, but I need your permission to chase you." Gu Yimo hugged her drenched beloved in her arms, and it was really not easy to sit still in her arms.

"I didn't deprive her of the right to like me, and naturally I didn't deprive you of the right to chase me." Mo Mo felt a little lack of confidence in the people behind him, and said softly in his heart.

"Then you go out first." Gu Yimo was affirmed, let go of the silence with some reluctance, stepped back a few steps and retracted into the bathtub.

"Okay." Shen Mo replied, and finally walked out of the bathroom and closed the door.

☆、Chapter 19

Kind Girls Spoiler:

My surname is Kong, my name is Kong Yi, and I am a silent high school classmate.

in three years,

I don't communicate much with Silence.

Perhaps it was because the aura around her was inaccessible to others, and she felt that breaking that tranquility would be a crime.

She has always been alone.

Whether it is coming to school very early in the morning, going to eat at noon, or going home after self-study in the evening.

All the time, all alone.

She even finished the blackboard newspaper in class by herself.

Her pupils are beautiful, a light amber color.

It matches her temperament very well.

Elegant, quiet, with vicissitudes like having experienced a dynasty change.

Such a beautiful but lonely woman is totally different from a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student.

She has broken away from the shackles of age, detached from her youth, and has become a woman who is older than anyone in her 30s.

Yes, women, not high school students.

I remember nine years ago, when I was a sophomore in high school.

I met her at the Oktoberfest and was amazed, because such a woman would not be in such a noisy place.

But when I saw her, she was alone.

Then she left, there were two people by her side, I looked at their backs, but I still felt that she was not in this world, she was alone, staying in a place that neither of us had been, alone, standing there.

Even though there are many people around her, when I look at her, she still has such a sad back and lonely breath.

Perhaps, she is loneliness, and loneliness is her.

I have communicated with her a few times, all of which are trivial matters in the class, but she has an adult-like cautious thinking and comprehensive consideration.

As a result, the class activity was held perfectly.

I said, "Why don't you become the squad leader, and the propaganda committee is just running a newspaper, burying talents."

At that time, she was tidying up the desks, and the books were held in bookends, arranged in an orderly and neat manner.

At that time, after listening to my words, she paused for a second with the hand holding the book, and then continued to organize without haste.

She smiled and turned to look at me, her amber eyes glowing quietly.

"The squad leader is too boring. If I were really a talent, I would naturally not be buried."

I watched her lower her head to clean up her desk again, and suddenly felt that this person was not in our world.

She never accepts the pursuit of any boy, and the girl's overtures are only returned with a smile.

I thought she was too demanding.

It was only later that I realized that there was no one worthy of her in this school.

Not only the appearance, but also the heart that has long been bound by chains.

In this school where everyone is still young and vigorous, no one can understand her, no one can warm her wounded heart, no one can stand by her side and be with her.

nobody.

So I thought this person must have a cold temper.

That year, the graduation exam of the third year of senior high school was approaching, because I was in charge of the class keys, so I came early in the morning to open the door. On weekdays, she would come not long after I arrived.

It was the same that day.

It rained that morning, a sudden downpour.

I didn't start to take off until I arrived, and I was a little lucky to put the umbrella in the school.

I stood by the window, opened the window, and then saw her in the rain.

She was still some distance away from the building, and she didn't open an umbrella, nor did she run.

Even in the heavy rain, she just walked unhurriedly, the backpack behind her was soaked, her waist-length hair was soaked, and her whole body was soaked.

She seemed to come from another world, that world was only her, and this world she came to was only her.

She entered the building and entered the classroom.

I looked at her dripping with water all over her body, thinking, what will she do next, will she just sit in class like this?Will you have a fever?

I took a cup of warm water and handed it to her. I didn't touch her hand, but just approached it, but it was so cold that the hairs stood on end.

"Thank you." She nodded to me politely.

I was about to say something, but my face turned pale with a sharp pain in my stomach.

Too bad, today is menstruation.

I have always had dysmenorrhea, very bad.

In those few days, I always asked for leave to stay on the bed in the dormitory, but I was too busy recently, so I forgot.

When I was in so much pain, I would faint.

I leaned on the stool, clutched my abdomen, and huddled together.

It was so painful that I broke out in a cold sweat.

She was already ready to go to the seat, and I also thought that she had a cold temper and would not pay attention to me.

Unexpectedly, she put down her schoolbag and water and walked over.

She squatted down in front of me, her expressionless face, and her eyes without emotion looked at me.

"what happened?"

she asked softly.

"It hurts... the menstruation is coming." I couldn't hold on anymore, and sat on the stool. She was stunned, then slowly straightened up and looked at me, her eyes were slightly sunken, as if she was thinking about something.

"Are you going to the hospital?" She looked at me and asked.

I was stunned, I didn't expect that she would care about me, a classmate who is only a little better than a stranger.

"..." I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak, and I didn't know if she would send me off, but I still nodded.

"Do you have an umbrella?" She asked suddenly, I stayed for a while, and pointed to the desk behind me.

She reached out knowingly to find the umbrella, and handed it to me.

I thought she was telling me to go by myself, I was a little desperate, I was so hurt that I couldn't say how to go by myself.

However, just when I was anxious, she suddenly stepped forward and approached me.

Then, he hugged me violently.

I was amazed by her actions and strength. You must know that I weigh at least a hundred catties, but she effortlessly hugged me in the most strenuous way without any effort.

She carried me down the fourth floor without any trembling in her hands.

I leaned on her arm, looked at her expressionless face, but felt the warmth that filled my body and mind.

This person, obviously lonely, obviously covered in scars and devastated, but still has a kind heart.

Is a rare woman.

When I walked to the gate of the building, there were already quite a few people, some of the girls covered their mouths and some wanted to take pictures, but she didn't see anything, she just looked down at me slightly and told me to open the umbrella.

Walking into the rain, I didn't have the strength to hold the umbrella over her head, and she was really tall.

She saw me trying to cover her from the rain, and suddenly smiled: "I'm already wet, so you don't need to take an umbrella for me, just cover your belly."

There is an ancient way of speaking, matched with her amber eyes, but there is no sense of disobedience.

On the contrary, it fits well.

She may not be from our world at all, she is a little different, it is natural.

Then I watched her being drenched by the torrential rain, and the rain kept dripping from her chin and dripping onto my hands. I watched her hold me in the torrential rain with a blank expression, walking step by step, firm and steady.

Suddenly, I thought, is there anyone in this world who is worthy of such a woman?

If there is, God will send her to this person's side, find her from the world alone, and liberate that heart from the chains of layers.

Such a woman needs warmth, such a woman is worthy of redemption.

She sent me to the hospital and called a good friend from the dormitory for me. During the period, she didn't say a word, she just ran up and down for me, a stranger to her, covered in rain with a paralyzed face.

I looked at the caring friends around me, and then at her who was busy, my heart was wrapped in warmth, but there was also a trace of sadness.

I grieve for such a woman, for her loneliness, for her kindness and kindness, for such a good woman, but no one to warm her, I feel sad and desolate.

She needs someone who understands her enough to hug her enough to warm her.

Because, such a woman is very likely to die alone.

☆、Chapter 20