be late

"Are you chatting with someone?"

Shu Yubai smiled: "It's so late, don't sleep."

There is a moment of subtlety in the atmosphere.

Their relationship is somewhat unique, and some things, after all, happened, and they pretended to forget or not exist.Shu Yubai had confessed to her that even if he returned to the position of a friend later, that relationship would never be as pure as a real friend.

It can be said to be ambiguous, but it is far from being considered.

Nan Xue was quiet, and suddenly said: "Aren't you too?"

Shu Yubai was stunned for a while, and realized that she was referring to her late return.

"I happened to meet a classmate, so we chatted a little longer." She explained.

Shu Yubai wore a long knitted dress, beige, with a very gentle temperament.The light makeup on the face has not been removed, the peach blossom makeup, the end of the eyes are slightly smudged, showing a thin red, it seems a little more beautiful than usual.

It's like going on a date.

Dating?

Nan Xue looked at her quietly, pursing her lips slightly.

Shu Yubai turned around, went to the balcony to pick up his clothes, holding the bath towel he just took off, as if he was about to leave, he paused, but he was waiting for something.

She was waiting for her to say something.

After a while, Nan Xue just shrank back into the quilt and said softly: "Go to sleep, it's early morning."

She didn't explain why she was still chatting with people so late, so ambiguous.But yes, there is really nothing to explain, what kind of relationship do they have, they are just friends.

It's just that Shu Yubai was a little surprised.

Nan Xue will also have secrets from her.

Nan Xue doesn't mind her dating and coming home late.

Just like she shouldn't meddle in her personal affairs.

In some relationships, no matter how close an inch is, it is too much.

The night was silent.

It is cold outside, and it is dry and cold unique to the north.Shu Yubai hugged the bath towel, feeling a little dazed.The light outside the window is very dark, but you can still see the black and white outlines on the eaves.

The snow fell very thick.

The reckless and jerky confession that year seemed to be on such a night.

Young and inexperienced.

That day she tugged on Nan Xue's sleeve and approached:

"Hey, do you have a boy you like?"

"No."

She answered softly, her tone was light, but her cheeks were slightly flushed.

At that time, girls on good terms got together and always talked about these topics.

Shu Yubai probed a word, got a satisfactory answer, and then took her hand.

Looking at her, my heart beat faster.

Nan Xue was wearing a white down jacket, her small face was hidden in the brim of her hat, her eyes were very bright.She looked a little dazed, Shu Yubai's heart moved slightly, he approached, quickly pecked her cheek, and asked: "What about the girl?"

Nan Xue didn't say anything, her red lips raised slightly.

Shu Yubai couldn't help pinching her waist: "Is there any?"

Nan Xue took a step back and smiled softly: "Yes."

Shu Yubai didn't move, pinching her hand with a little sweat: "Who is it?"

"you."

she says.

I have seen the word "self-made passionate" many times, but the first time I understood its meaning was taught by Nan Xue.

It's just that she was dazed at the time and didn't understand

Nan Xue's "like" clearly means friendship all along.

Shu Yubai sighed softly, wrapped the bath towel, and left the bathroom in a mist of water.

The space here is small, and two people share a wardrobe.

Her pajamas are in Nan Xue's room.

The night is very dark, the lights are turned off, and the moonlight is filled outside the window, faintly, outlining the outline of the room indistinctly.

Shu Yubai gently pushed open the door of Nan Xue's room.

Wrapped in a bath towel, she shuddered slightly when the wind blew her around.Although there is heating, there is still a bit of chill in the air.

Take a look sideways.

Nan Xue was fast asleep, breathing steadily.

The bath towel was loosened and taken off.

The water drops have not been wiped dry, and under the moonlight, the water marks were cut on the skin, and slid down the back, waist, and abdomen.

Nan Xue's eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes.

Look quietly.

Shu Yubai stood where the closet door was blocked.

Naked.

Holding the pajamas in one hand, she patiently turned up the collar, the door of the cabinet was closed, and she could only see the curve of the side.

The moonlight haloed her silhouette indistinctly, it was very soft, water droplets trickled down her collarbone, she had plump breasts, a slender waist, and a mature and proud figure with uneven bumps.

The back is smooth and the buttocks are round.

The water droplets were crystal clear under the moonlight, and they passed all the way, from the neck to the waist.

Nan Xue only saw a silhouette, and after a brief glance, her eyes moved away instantly.

They had bathed together when they were kids, but then they were kids, immature, boyish.

Later it was different.

Nan Xue's cheeks were hot, but her eyes were looking at the moon outside the window—it was nothing to see.

She turned her eyes again to look at Shu Yubai.

Shu Yubai was already dressed.

Only the thin white ankles are still dripping with wet water marks.

Gone in a flash.

"Recently...let's separate for a while."

Nan Xue was holding the milk, and the corner of her lips just touched the glass, she paused and became slightly stiff for a moment.

"There is a studio over there in Xiao Yi, the condition is very good, I want to take a look." Shu Yubai thought for a while, but didn't pay attention to Nan Xue's expression, and continued: "I told you, it was a college classmate I met before. .”

She seems to be in a good mood.

The tone of voice is much lighter.

Nan Xue tore open the bread slowly and said, "Are you really going?"

"Ah."

Shu Yubai nodded, but didn't look at Nan Xue: "Maybe, we won't see each other often in the future."

As she spoke, she took out a stack of resignation applications from her bag, flipped through them, and explained: "It's almost time to go through the resignation procedures."

After a period of silence, Nan Xue asked:

"why?"

"What why?" Shu Yubai sorted out the resignation application, put it in the bag, took out the lipstick and put on makeup in front of the mirror: "Let's go. See you tonight."

Nan Xue stood up instantly.

Shu Yubai's long hair was blown up by the wind. For a moment, she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch it, but then it fell down slowly.

In the afternoon, Nan Xue was free, so she took a taxi all the way to Shu Yubai's company.

When I went there, it happened that their department was having a meeting. There was no one in the company, only the computer on the desk was turned on, and the thermos was steaming.

Everyone stayed in the conference room.

"Who are you looking for?"

A voice in the corner.

A white-collar worker with glasses, a small round face, very kind.

"Shu Yubai."

"Oh." The man nodded and said, "What's your relationship?"

Nan Xue was slightly taken aback, but she didn't know how to answer.

"A friend?" She said self-consciously: "Xiao Shu's desk is over there, you sit and wait a while, she is in a meeting."

"Thank you."

Nan Xue walked, but saw the flowers on her table.

A large bouquet of roses with a strong fragrance.

Nan Xue looked around along the rose wrapping paper and saw a small card.

The scribbled but elegant handwriting only wrote two words:

--Love you.

Nan Xue paused, looked at the card, and asked softly, "Who sent the flowers?"

The little round face in the corner smiled: "Subject."

"A bouquet of flowers a day, showing affection in the office all day, hey, it's hard for me not to know."

There was silence for a while, and the air seemed to freeze.

Nanxue opened and closed her lips, and after a while, she asked:

"Is she in a relationship?"