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

The lights in the dormitory have been turned on, and the whole dormitory is very quiet, not even the movement of turning over.

Mu Junchen slept on my upper bunk, probably because of the effect of alcohol, he fell asleep after drying his hair, very heavy.

I couldn't help scrolling through the chat records of the past two days, and watched the "Song for Lu Xiaoliu" again, and the more I read it, the more I felt that I should be damned.

The next morning I hid under the blanket and listened to the sound of them getting up. Mu Junchen was almost awake from the wine, but he was still a little dazed. After washing up, the three of them went out together, and no one spoke to me from the beginning to the end. , and no one mentioned me, as if there was no one in the dormitory.

During the break in the morning, an unknown marching song was played on the radio. People in the entire teaching building were moving. The stairs were more congested than after school. You could choose not to leave after school, but everyone had to go for running exercises.

Today is the first day when the student union began to check their appearance. I saw Mu Junchen wearing a red armband of "on duty" and leading a group of students from the student union talking under the rostrum. His handsome face still looked a little tired.

"Look, look, the tallest one is the new president of the student union. He became the president not long after he transferred from the No. [-] Middle School of the city. He is so handsome and powerful!"

"It's so handsome, my mother!"

"He is so tall and thin. I don't know if there are any muscles under the clothes, but why do you feel that you don't have much energy?"

"It must have been learned. It's fine if you are handsome, but you can study well. Ah, I'm dead."

There was a commotion in the queue of girls in front, and they all looked at Mu Junchen who stood out from the crowd under the rostrum.

I shot myself [-] times in my heart, wondering why I didn't curiously ask the name of the handsome senior who was transferred from another school when I heard the girls gossip about it.

After a while, people from the student union scattered into the exercise queue in twos and threes, and started the inspection with a clipboard and pen.

Mu Junchen went to the class behind us with a girl, and I was relieved.

However, within a minute of the relief, I saw a tall man come out from the far left of the queue of boys in our class from the corner of my eye.

Mu Junchen glanced as he walked, it was obvious that he wasn't wearing a school uniform, his gaze was mainly on the chests of the boys - I looked down, I fucking forgot to wear the school badge!

I lowered my head and thought about what to do, what to do, why did I meet here? He won't find fault with me, won't deduct my points.

However, when Mu Junchen's long legs passed in front of me, he passed quickly without a moment's pause.

He didn't look back, and went to the class in front with the senior who had finished checking the girls' queue to continue checking.

I looked at his back, and I didn't know why I felt so bored in my heart.

He doesn't scold me or hit me.

He just ignored me and saw me as if he saw a stranger.

The march stopped, and a very tragic tune was replaced on the radio. The tune sounds very familiar. It often appears in war movies with close-up scenes of soldiers charging with guns, bleeding and dying, but I don’t know its name.

The queue at the front started to run, followed by one after another, like rows of neat little ants being pushed out by hand.

Mu Junchen ran outside the queue with the students from the student union. He was also wearing a black school padded jacket, but he was tall, and his shoulders supported the school padded jacket. The background sound keeps attracting the girls to turn their heads.

It’s almost a semester of running, and I’ve never seen girls run so beautifully. Their slender shoulders are shaking, and their youthful ponytails are swaying rhythmically, as if they are running for someone purposely.

I became more and more depressed as I ran, wishing I could turn into a puddle of mud and fall to the ground.

At noon, Luo Guangzhou insisted on taking me to the cafeteria for dinner, saying that I ate steamed buns every day, so that people would turn into steamed buns.

"Eating so nutritiously every day makes you look pale and thin." Luo Guangzhou leaned on the desk with his hands in the pockets of the school padded jacket and said, "Can I treat you to dinner?"

"Sallow and thin?" I stood up, stole the small mirror that the girl in the front seat put on the table and took a picture, and found that my complexion was a little bad, and I felt ugly.

"Then, let's go eat." I put the mirror back on the front table, and went to the cafeteria with Luo Guangzhou.

Luo Guangzhou’s family is not rich, so I didn’t ask him to invite me, so I bought a piece of tofu for three liang of rice, swiped the meal card, and went to find a place first.

It was the peak, and there was only a seat by the door. I sat down and took a seat for myself, and Luo Guangzhou took a seat next to it.

Just after eating two mouthfuls of food, a familiar voice from the opposite side said: "There is no place, just sit down, there is a physical examination in the afternoon, hurry up and go back to sleep after eating."

When I looked up, I saw Ji Qing standing opposite me with a dinner plate, greeting Zhang Jigang and Mu Junchen in the aisle.

Zhang Jigang glanced at me, showing displeasure, Mu Junchen didn't look at me, said nothing, nodded, walked over and sat on the seat diagonally opposite to me, Zhang Jigang rolled his eyes, and came over beside Mu Junchen Up and down.

"You don't mind, Lu Huai? We eat very quickly." Ji Qing whispered to me.

I shook my head and lowered my head to pick up the rice.

"What's the matter with you? I asked you to eat something nutritious and you only want a piece of tofu?" Luo Guangzhou came over and sat down next to me to scold me.

"Tofu is protein and very nutritious."

I retorted that when I raised my eyes, I accidentally glanced at the three dinner plates opposite, all of which were the most expensive meat dishes in the cafeteria, and Zhang Jigang's dinner plate didn't even have any vegetarian dishes, and there were only two chicken legs.

"Isn't it like this?" Zhang Jigang muttered in a low voice. Although the cafeteria was very noisy, I still heard it.

I lowered my head and poked the soybean curd I had been reluctant to eat with a chopstick and stuffed it into my mouth, filling my mouth.

Luo Guangzhou wanted some food for me, and I said I was full, so I got up and walked to the recycling area with the plate, and ate all the food on the plate on the way.

After school in the afternoon, I still have to go to the clubhouse.

I guess Mu Junchen won't come, drinking for one night is enough, so he won't run over to hug "Liu'er" and "Liu'er" drunk tonight.

The manager didn't come to work tonight, so I couldn't talk about changing back into a male technician. I put on a skirt and watched TV in the lounge waiting for the clock to go up.

The usual peak of customers in the store is around [-] or [-] o'clock. Some people with spare money like to come to the clubhouse for massage and relaxation after dinner. Many businessmen and officials use this as a good place to talk about things. Relax your muscles and bones while still talking.

But tonight, a foreign tourist group came and wanted to try the mysterious Chinese health-preserving techniques. Almost all the technicians in the store were on board at once, and only me and No. [-] stayed in the lounge.

"There is something wrong with this group of foreigners. They have come here to play in all the broken corners of Dong County." No. [-] complained while changing the channel, "Oh, I envy them. I heard that foreigners will give tips."

"How much?" I asked curiously.

"Five dollars." No. [-] sneered, his face turned cold again, and he said sullenly, "Five dollars is money, after all, it's free money, why can't their tour group have two more people and let the two of us go too? Hmph .”

I nodded, thinking the same as she thought, it would be great if there were two more people in the tour group.

The radio rang again, and number two and I were both ring bells.

"Let's go, make money!" No. [-] immediately came out of the state of mourning, and dragged me away energetically.

The room is in 307. One guest is very thin, and the other is fat. No. [-] and I walked in in the order of the bell. We reported our job number and said good evening, and then started to work. I was the fat one, and she was the thin one.

"Please take off your shirt and lie on the bed."

Although I have been working here for a while, I have never said this sentence to anyone other than Mu Junchen, and it was a bit uncomfortable to say it for a while.Even to Mu Junchen, he only knew how to say it the first few times, but every time later he consciously took off his clothes and lay down on it, so I don't need to say it.

"Don't you need to take off your pants?" The fat customer asked me with a smile.

I froze for a moment: "No need."

"Our place is a regular health care club, only push back and no other items, the boss don't molested our No. [-] sister, she is very pure."

Number Two joked, neatly hanging the skinny guest's coat on the hanger.

"Pure what pure? What kind of health club, it's a fucking chicken coop." The thin man smiled contemptuously, reaching out to touch No. [-]'s hand.

No. [-] gently shook off his hand, and said coldly: "It's okay to be joking, this kind of talk is too much, are you pushing back or looking for a chicken? Go out to find a chicken and turn left to KFC."

The thin man tilted his head and said, "Don't pretend to be No. [-], do you know Xie Cun? He recommended me, saying that all the technicians here are allowed to touch, otherwise your clubhouse is dilapidated and small, and you can only push back one project throughout the year, so that's about it. This sailor suit can still be seen, who do you think is willing to come?"

No. [-]'s face changed instantly, his expression was awkward, and the color of his lips with lipstick was no longer so beautiful. After two seconds of silence, he said: "Xie Cun is that dog, I don't know him, anyway, if you move me later , I moved the number six, and I called the security guards to come in."

Thin man: "You fucking little bitch has a big temper, old man"

Fatty: "Forget it, forget it, it's all here, you just need to be content with pushing our backs with two such beautiful little sisters, push first, come on, come on, let's continue on the [-]th, do you want to take off your pants? ?”

I:"……"

"Sorry, I forgot you just said no."

The fat man laughed, his eyes gleaming, he turned over and lay on the massage table, his upper body was as fat as a piece of white soap.

The thin man didn't say anything else, just lying on the bed like the fat man, showing his back.

Number two rolled his eyes to the sky, his eyes were slightly red, he took out the essential oil from the drawer, dripped it in the palm of his hand, rubbed his left hand with his right hand, swirled both hands to spread the oil evenly, and slapped the skinny man on the back with two slaps. The skinny man who was as swollen as a stick yelled loudly: "Killer!"

"Health maintenance and detoxification, take a pat first, and the poisonous Sha Qi will escape! The more it hurts, the more money you spend!" No. [-] patted me seriously while winking at me.

I smiled cooperatively, and rubbed the essential oil on the fat man's back with my hands. The hands were greasy and soft, completely different from Mu Junchen's lean but stretched thin muscle back.

It's really hard to press, and it feels a little disgusting when you press it.

But this is my job. I earn money with my hands now, and I will do the same in the future. I can't lie to anyone anymore.I thought to myself, I have to return Mu Junchen's money to him.