Deep Cabinet Licking Dog Diary

Friday, December [-]th is cloudy

This exam week is a bit busier than usual. I finished my last inorganic chemistry exam this morning, and I finally went to finish my tacky tattoo this afternoon.

At first, the master asked me what font I wanted. I compared a bunch of italics and cursive fonts and found it unsatisfactory. Finally, I found Lu Bei's signature at home, and with my immature two characters, I barely made it together.

I don't know if it's because my skin is rough and my flesh is thick and strong, or because the excessive tension of today has made me numb, but I didn't feel anything during the whole process of tattooing.I could only hear the machine "buzzing" across my skin, carving hard into the flesh.I dare not look, and I can't see, but I seem to be able to hear the sound of blood oozing.

I felt the name "Lu Bei" embedded in my body, which made me extremely at ease.

Our relationship in dormitory 510 is still tense.

I slept in the dormitory all night because of the exam yesterday.I saw Li Hou'er's attitude was not as fierce as it was a few days ago, but he directly blocked the existence of Liu Xiong.

Don't speak, ignore him, treat him as air.

Very childish, which makes people a little ironic.

I had no choice but to deal with this kind of thing, and I never thought that the boys' dormitory would be like this, so I had to work hard with Baboon Wang to mediate between them and smooth things over.

But ever since I knew that the reason for their conflict was because of me, my position has become extremely awkward.

On the one hand, Liu Xiong, who doesn't know anything, has to be superficial with him, and on the other hand, he has to appease Li Houer, who treats me sincerely and thinks I am a lamb in trouble.

I always thought, what would he do if Lu Bei was a human being?

I also thought, he said that he did not get along well with his roommates in the dormitory, which shows that this problem is no less difficult than the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and it is only natural that I can't do well.

But in the next second, I would think, what about Shen Jing?

What kind of person is he?Has he ever encountered such a thing?Is he good at handling relationships?Can he do it well?

Ah, it must be possible.

After all, he is the person on the cusp of Lu Bei's heart, surrounded by many halos, and these small things are easy for him.

Whatever I do now, I will think of Shen Jing.Thinking about how excellent and perfect he should be, thinking about the distance between us, thinking about how I can catch up to one tenth of his, so that Lu Bei can feel that I am not bad, and fall in love with him deeply. It's not that bad compared to others.

Yes, I am comparing.Use my useless self to compare with Bai Yueguang, the male god.

The more I compare, the more I hate myself, but I can't stop.

So I started torturing myself.I don't enjoy the pain, but I let myself indulge in it.

And when I went back to the dormitory this time, Liu Xiong gave me a strange feeling.

He seems to have been trying very hard to get close to me, but he didn't do it well, so he was prone to embarrassment all the time.But on the one hand, he still wanted to show that he had a clear conscience, so he forced himself to be in a mess, pretending to be okay and funny.

Of course, it is also possible that he is actually the same as usual, but because I know he likes me, I think too much and give myself wrong psychological hints.

But I was in a trance all day, and I really didn't have the energy to take care of him, so I didn't pay attention to his abnormalities, thinking about all kinds of things later.

After I finished the tattoo, I went back to the dormitory to pack my things, and then sent a message to Lu Bei: I will go back later today.

In fact, every time I go home, I will say hello to Lu Bei in advance. I was afraid that if he suddenly brought back friends one day, everyone would meet him unpreparedly and feel embarrassed. Later, our relationship got better, just because I just wanted to Say a few more useless words to him.

But after a long time today, Lu Bei didn't reply to me.

The anxiety in my heart gradually spread.

Although I didn't want to admit it in my heart, the man's terrible sixth sense told me that everything seemed to be developing in the direction I feared most.

Ahhhhhhhh no!Don't stop!

Regardless of the blood still oozing from the tattoo on my chest, I got on the bus and hurried home.

I was nervous when opening the door. The key was misaligned several times and couldn't be inserted.

I took a deep breath, pushed the door open and entered the house.The door is unlocked, so Lu Bei is supposed to be at home, but he didn't respond to such a big movement when I came home.

When I entered the entrance, I saw Lu Bei sitting in the living room.

He was wearing earphones, with his back facing me, sitting on the sofa with his back bent, concentrating on typing on the keyboard, and there were several balls of toilet paper on the table.

Whoa!this scene!Is it possible to watch a movie to comfort yourself?

I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and my tense nerves eased.

I walked over, trying to scare him with my yellow accent.

But when I jumped behind him, my body froze.

I found that Lu Bei was crying.

Lu Bei was crying.

On this day, Shen Jing's birthday, he cried so hard that he couldn't make a sound.

At that second, I subconsciously looked at the computer screen.

In fact, my eyesight is usually not very good, but for some reason, at that moment, I can see the large paragraphs of small characters clearly at a glance.

I caught a glimpse of him lingering on the page of the email, which was filled with words such as "love you", "please", "any chance".

For a moment I couldn't breathe.

Eye circles turned red all of a sudden.

The hairs stand on end.

It turned out that Lu Bei never gave up any chance to get back together with Shen Jing.

It turns out that Lu Bei still loves him so, so, so much.

It turns out that four years have passed, and nothing has changed. For him, Shen Jing is still the only wish in his heart.

It turns out that I am in his heart... No, it turns out that I am not in his heart at all.

Lu Bei crushed my heart with his hot and crazy affection that he never regarded as an outsider, and crushed it into ashes under his feet.

This blow hit me into the ice cellar, his characters attacked every pore of me like wisps of cold air, and I couldn't restrain myself from trembling.

So I took advantage of Lu Bei not noticing, and quickly and quietly returned to my room.

Aini was sleeping, and I sat on the ground in a daze. It took me a long time to finally cover my mouth and cry.

My heart completely cooled down.

My tattoo was still oozing tissue fluid mixed with blood, and the transparent plastic wrap couldn't cover it, and the blood overflowed from the edge.

My chest is bleeding.

Coincidentally, my heart is also bleeding.

I slowly fell to the ground, and the unscrupulous coolness of the wooden floor dragged down trying to devour me.At this moment, I suddenly felt that fortunately I went to get a tattoo.Covering his heart, physical and psychological pain were mixed together, and the pain made the veins on his head twitch.

So sad, so ridiculous.What kind of spring and autumn dream am I doing, how dare I think so highly of myself, I actually have such extravagant expectations!

I can't figure it out.Why am I so dissatisfied.

I should know, the tattoos on Lu Bei's body are enough to show that he has branded himself as Shen Jing early on.

He, unilaterally belongs to Shen Jing.It's like I belong to Lu Bei unilaterally.

Whether the other party wants it or not, we are willing to give it.

I?I'm nothing more than a begging dog.Who cares what the dog thinks?Who cares if the dog hurts?

Who cares, what marks are on the dog?

What's even more tragic is that there are only owners who abandon their dogs in this world. How can there be dogs who abandon their owners?

Aini stretched her waist, walked towards me gracefully, stretched out her thorny tongue, and licked the water off my face.With a splitting headache, I vaguely thought maybe I was just crying because the tattoo hurt so much.