Senior, please forgive me!don't pull my skirt

I:"……"

I'm short of breath and tight in chest.

Mu Junchen looked at my face, and immediately said: "I take back what I just said, I shouldn't answer you like that."

"I should say." Looking at me with deep and affectionate eyes, he said seriously, "I am willing."

His "I do" is answering the obscene joke about "a few", but I lost my mind and immediately associated this sentence with other beautiful and dreamlike contexts Yes, especially when his tone is so solemn, like making an oath.

My heart skipped a beat, and I really wanted to hide my selfishness in a joking tone, and then added "Really? Whether you are born, old, sick or dead, rich or poor", even though this joke may be abrupt and risky.

However, before he could speak, Mu Junchen suddenly said: "You know what should you say then?"

I swallowed my saliva, thinking what to say, what did he think of me to say, so nervous that my palms were sweating: "What?"

Mu Junchen: "Then you should say, senior, be gentle...it's better to fight back, please, don't do this... woo woo woo..."

I:"……"

He was imitating what I said when he helped me with his mouth in the hotel, but replaced the word "Mu Junchen" with "senior".

The atmosphere was gone, and the feeling of missing a heartbeat disappeared without a trace. I am especially grateful for his timely mouth, which prevented me from saying stupid things with obvious intentions.

I grabbed another piece of grass in my hand, and said seriously to Mu Junchen: "If you say such things to me again, Your Excellency, your chicken will be like this grass. If I do what I say, I will go to jail at worst!"

I tore the grass into two pieces, then compared them together, then pulled them into two pieces, two pieces into four pieces, four pieces into eight pieces, and eight pieces into countless pieces.

Grass is scattered in the dirt.

Mu Junchen looked at the fine grass, then at me, with innocent eyes, and finally shut up.

I didn't want to cry anymore, the tears on my face were dry, I wiped off the sticky feeling with my sleeve, I cut some pumpkin leaves and carried them back in a bucket, Mu Junchen followed me not too far away.

After entering the house, I turned my head to Mu Junchen, who was still a few meters away from my grandmother's house, and said, "Go back to school, aren't you going to class? If you want the money in a hurry, I'll think about how I can return it to you as soon as possible." , Speaking of which, at that time... thank you for giving me the money, and if you need my help in the future, I will help as long as you can, as long as you don't think I'm useless. "

Mu Junchen looked very listless, he didn't speak, his broad shoulders were slumped, and he fingered a small purple flower growing obliquely on the wall.

"Please don't come into my grandmother's house."

I felt a little uncomfortable seeing him like this, and I didn't want to look any more, so I closed the door.

After dinner, grandma asked Mu Junchen. I told her that I went home. She washed our dishes, took medicine, and went to the next door to watch TV.

There is no pause when going out.

I went out to have a look, but I didn't see Mu Junchen, it seemed that I really went back.

It was night, and it was much colder outside than during the day, and the cold wind poured in. I closed the door and boiled water to wash my face and feet.

After washing my face, I mixed some hot water into the water and soaked my feet for a while. I thought about what happened today, and the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to laugh, and I recalled all the things that happened since I worked part-time in the club.

In almost all the deep memory fragments, there is Mu Junchen.

There should be no more in the future, without this passionate but hopeless relationship, without his and my story, only my own ordinary life, and an ordinary life is more suitable for me.

After a long breath, I leaned my head against the wall. After a while, the water in the basin became cold. I dried my feet and went out with the basin to pour water.

After pouring the water, I stepped on the slippers and went to the next door to call my grandma back to get ready for bed.

After my grandma washed her face and feet, she put on the hot water bottle, and I went out with a basin of water and poured it out.

Hot water rushed away from the gutter under the stone slab, and suddenly, in the sound of the water, there was a weak "Luhuai" sound.

Mu Junchen hadn't left yet, but he couldn't see anyone. I looked around until he yelled again, only to find him squatting on the roof of Old Wangtou's house.

"Why don't you go back?" I asked him.

He squatted in a mass of dark shadows, only a gorilla-like shadow, and did not answer my question: "Can I go to your house to use the bathroom?"

"There is no toilet in the old house, and we all go to the public toilet." I put down the footbath, and I no longer wanted to take the opportunity to punish him, "I'll take you there, just in time."

Go in and put down the footbath to get the flashlight. When you come out, Mu Junchen has already come down from the roof of Old Wangtou's house and is waiting outside the door.

I shook the flashlight and walked towards the toilet, Mu Junchen followed me quietly, except for a little movement when the toilet was filled with water, he didn't speak again when he came back.

On the way back, I took the initiative to ask him, "Why were you squatting on that roof just now?"

"Why don't you just squat in front of your house all the time? It's okay during the day, but you look like a weirdo squatting there at night." He spoke slowly, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Before entering the door, I turned my head and said to him: "Now there are still buses going back to school. After leaving the village entrance and walking to the main road, there are many buses passing by."

Mu Junchen looked at me and nodded, with an unexpectedly submissive expression, and asked me, "Are you going to sleep?"

Even his voice is weak, if it weren't for his deep voice, he would really look more like a big girl.

I said "um".

He didn't speak, just looked at me, slowly, his eyes became red.

I closed the door with a "bang" and locked the wooden peg. Grandma had already entered the inner bedroom. I turned off the light, climbed up to the attic with a flashlight, took off my shoes and got into bed to sleep.

Before falling asleep, I thought, why is Mu Junchen looking at me like that? What does it mean?He should be gone. He won't be staying outside all the time. It's so cold that I can't stand it. I also closed the door and turned off the lights. He will definitely leave.

Sleeping until midnight, there was a sudden thunder outside the window, and the rain that had been brewing for a day finally fell, washing the green tiles and the mud floor with a clatter.

The movement was too loud, and it was difficult to fall asleep after being woken up. I rolled over on the bed twice, and looked at the damaged wall with a flashlight in boredom. After a while, the red brick wall began to get wet and seep into it .

One day I have to buy some cement to put it on, but how to adjust the cement?Is it lime or what?

Ask the neighbor's mother-in-law tomorrow, she should know.

After a while, I got used to the sound of the rain outside, and my drowsiness gradually came back. I closed my eyes and nestled down on the pillow, and was about to fall asleep when I heard a burst of crying outside.

This voice... isn't it?I was startled, and Gulu got up from the bed, opened the attic window and looked down.

——The smell of rain and soil was blowing in the chill, I poked my head, and saw a wet man sitting on the threshold of the back door under the attic window, covering his face with one hand, his broad back slumped, sobbing Flick and flick.

Suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he looked up at me.

The moment my eyes met, my heart felt like someone had rubbed my heart hard.

I have never seen such a hurt and desperate look in Mu Junchen's eyes.I jumped out of bed, lifted the attic panel, climbed down the stairs, and ran for the back door.

The moment the door opened, Mu Junchen and I were both stunned, looking at each other stupidly.

I should have wanted him to come in, otherwise what would I do running down?But I was shocked by the way he sat crying at the back door of his grandmother's house in the middle of the night like a drowned chicken, and I couldn't form words for a long time.

In the end, it was Mu Junchen who spoke first, wiping his tears and said, "Lu Huai, can I have some food...I'm so hungry..."

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Today is poor Mu Junchen, do you think Lu Huai will let him in?