kiss you while drunk

Gu Ruo's movements were fierce, and the hand on Jiang Xinran's wrist was also tightened. Her nostrils and throat were full of Jiang Xinran's smell, familiar and long-awaited.

When I dreamed back at midnight, I leaned against the window sill alone, biting the tip of my tongue, reminiscing countless times.

Sometimes the thoughts in my heart are so hard that I can only hold on, the thoughts lingering in my chest reach the root of my tongue, my throat rolls and rolls, and my molars are bitten to death, and I dare not make a sound.

I'm afraid that I can't help but leak Jiang Xinran's name from the vocal tract, and then it will get out of hand.

Gu Ruo kissed Jiang Xinran, her eyes were extremely bright, she couldn't bear to close them, and she couldn't bear to blink.

When will there be such a chance to hold her in your arms and look at her carefully against your forehead?Even this time, it was a curtain from the sky that gave her a chance to steal it.

Only by stealing like this, Gu Ruo could finally kiss Jiang Xinran's fragrance.

Just touching her lips filled an empty heart.

Just by pressing on her wrist, there is a harbor for a heart that has nothing to rely on.

Just looking at her fair and pink cheeks, the heart that has been frozen in the ice cellar has been so hot that even the eye sockets began to burn.

I really want to hold her forever like this, kiss her without any scruples.

But can't.

Gu Ruo once hurt Jiang Xinran deeply.

A knife pierced Jiang Xinran's heart, and he held the handle of the knife and stirred it vigorously a few times, his blood was bloody.

The wound in Jiang Xinran's heart still hurts until now. Gu Ruo had only seen it not long ago. The tears flowed so helplessly that Gu Ruo's heart was broken.

This is just the tip of the iceberg that Gu Ruo saw. During the six years she was away, how many times did Jiang Xinran shed tears, how many times did her heart ache, and how many times did she break down even worse than that day?I'm afraid there are too many to count.

Gu Ruo didn't dare to think at all, what she had to do, her ranan could forgive her.I can only try my best to make up for it, even though I know it's just a drop in the bucket compared to what she hurt Jiang Xinran, it's better than doing nothing.

Gu Ruo had tried her best to restrain herself for a hard-won kiss, and was careful not to wake Jiang Xinran, but her heart was so hot and affectionate that she couldn't hold it if she was not careful.

Jiang Xinran slept soundly. She dreamed that she was lying on the grass and basking in the sun comfortably, her body was covered with clouds. She had a faint smile on her lips, and was about to play with the clouds, but the mischievous clouds rushed towards her unexpectedly , blocking her nose and mouth, making it hard for her to breathe.

"Don't make trouble." Jiang Xinran giggled and stretched out her arms, trying to push away the clouds sticking to her body.

When it fell into reality, there was a loud bang.

Snapped!

Jiang Xinran groaned, twisted his body, smacked his lips, and slapped Gu Ruo on the face.

The dreamer was neither light nor heavy, this slap was so powerful that it stumped Gu Ruo, leaning on top of Jiang Xinran, blinking blankly, not knowing what happened.

Is it because Jiang Xinran hates her so much in his heart that he has to slap her in the dream, or is Jiang Xinran actually awake, pretending to be asleep on purpose, just to slap her?

The tip of Gu Ruo's tongue touched the half of her face that was beaten, her arms were still propped beside Jiang Xinran's pillow, pressing her wrist, and she watched the woman who was still raving in her sleep from top to bottom.

It must be a dream, Gu Ruo thought, his eyes suddenly warmed up.

If she woke up, she would have kicked herself out of bed a long time ago, how could she just slap her.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his mouth subconsciously curled up.

Jiang Xinran opened his eyes at this moment, calmly, and just imprinted a soft smile on Gu Ruo's eyes.

Gu Ruo was still in a daze, and met Jiang Xinran's misty eyes by surprise, her heart skipped a beat, her smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't even speak.

How should I explain it to her so that she won't be disgusted?

Gu Ruo was worried.

She is never anxious, and she does what she decides, and there is no failure.

Except Jiang Xinran.

Jiang Xinran is not one of Gu Ruo's strict goals. Those goals are all tasks imposed on her by others or by Gu Ruo herself.

Jiang Xinran is Gu Ruo's dream, the girlish thing she has kept awake at night until now, and the best treasure that has ever appeared in her life—the kind that wants to hide for fear of being snatched away by others.

All of Gu Ruo's apprehension and timidity were given to Jiang Xinran.Her calmness in front of Jiang Xinran is all about maintaining her face, as long as Jiang Xinran speaks, Gu Ruo is willing to do anything for her.

Gu Ruo's face is cold and her heart is cold, her world is black and white and boring.

There is only one Jiang Xinran, which is her only color in the vast world.

"Gu Ruo?" Jiang Xinran's brain was turned on in the morning, not so energetic, and the speed became very low. After opening his eyes and reacting for a while, he realized that this person should not appear in his room, "You What are you doing?"

A trace of panic flashed in Gu Ruo's eyes. She drooped her eyelashes, hurriedly concealed it, let go of the hand that was pressing Jiang Xinran, and stood up while thinking about how to get rid of this predicament. In my heart, the nervousness dissipated, and I returned to calm and calm, and said calmly: "You dropped the quilt on the floor and kept saying it was cold. I'll come in and cover you up."

Jiang Xinran scratched his head, looking a little dazed.

She knew that she didn't sleep well, and she also knew that she had the habit of kicking the quilt. In the past, when sleeping in the dormitory, the quilt often fell on the floor after waking up.

Gu Ruo's statement is reasonable, Jiang Xinran does not doubt that he has him, but she and Gu Ruo had an unusual relationship in the past, this kind of behavior was too intimate, somewhat embarrassing, so she had to sneer: "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Gu Ruo didn't move on the surface, but he was really relieved in his heart.I also thought that Jiang Xinran was still a student after all. Although he was 24 or [-], he still retained his innocence, so it was so easy to believe this full of loopholes.

What she didn't know was that Jiang Xinran was not innocent.

Jiang Xinran is a very vigilant woman, which can be seen from some of her small habits in life: she resists physical contact with others, does not like staying in hotels, and avoids keeping close relationships with others...

Only when facing Gu Ruo, would Jiang Xinran let go of his guard, acting as innocent as a fool.

"Why is the left side of your face red?" Jiang Xinran asked belatedly after fully waking up.

Gu Ruo's eyes flickered, "It's okay."

"Could it be me?" Jiang Xinran was speechless.

She lowered her head and closed her right hand vaguely, there seemed to be some numbness remaining on it, the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.

It's no wonder that when I was dreaming, I seemed to be slapped on something cool and soft. If there is no accident, that thing is undoubtedly Gu Ruo's face.

Gu Ruo didn't make a sound.

Jiang Xinran took it as her default.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Xinran lowered his head in embarrassment, "You kindly helped me cover the quilt, and I beat you..."

Her chin was almost buried in her chest.

Gu Ruo had already stood up at this moment, and with lowered eyes, it was easy to see the back of her neck.

Thin and white.

Gu Ruo narrowed his eyes quickly.

"Why don't I hit you too? We'll be even." Jiang Xinran raised half of his face and brought it in front of Gu Ruo.

"..." Gu Ruo pressed her eyes.

How willing to fight.

Looking at the porcelain white side face brought to her mouth, she just wanted to kiss.

"No need." Gu Ruo forced himself to turn his back, "It doesn't hurt."

After speaking, he was already walking towards the kitchen, not daring to stay.

"You say it doesn't hurt when you're all popular? Just the two of us, don't waste your money from the big boss, just say it hurts, who will laugh at you?"

Jiang Xinran has a problem. She doesn't like to owe others favors. When she owes others favors, she feels uncomfortable, as if she is holding something down.Now that he beat Gu Ruo for no reason, he felt even more uncomfortable, and when he got nervous, he started talking more, chasing after Gu Ruo and babbling.

"Even if you don't hurt, I see that half of your face is red and you feel uncomfortable. I hit you and you don't want to fight back. You have to let me make it up to you, right? Or..." Jiang Xinran had an idea, "How about Shall I rub it for you?"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Ruo paused.

"Okay." She turned around slowly, looked at Jiang Xinran leisurely, and seemed to smile.

"..."

Jiang Xinran blinked and realized that he had been tricked by Gu Ruo?

But looking at the slap marks on Gu Ruo's face and the innocent expression shining in his dark eyes, he was not sure for a moment.

At least the mark on her face was indeed slapped by Jiang Xinran, no one would deliberately slap herself in the face just to play a trick.

Jiang Xinran believed that Gu Ruo hadn't gone so mad yet.

So she had no choice but to bite the bullet, and sat on the sofa facing Gu Ruo, raised her palm, and rubbed her beaten face round and round.

Don't look at Gu Ruo who looks cold and hard, and his face has a frosty look that is not close to strangers all the year round, as if he looks very pale. In fact, only Jiang Xinran knows that this cold beauty's face is not only like a beautiful jade White, still as soft as a big steaming steamed bun that has just been steamed.

The elastic touch makes people want to move their hands on her face.

So as soon as Jiang Xinran's palm was attached to her face, it seemed to be sucked in, and she was reluctant to let it go after rubbing it.

Rubbing turned into stroking, and the stroking stopped, only the palms were pressed against her face.

Unknowingly, even her gaze fell into her pair of black eyes.

Narrow and charming eye shape, attractive eye ends, bright pupils, and fixed eyes.

Jiang Xinran thought nonchalantly, in fact, Gu Ruo looks very charming, with a pair of affectionate fox eyes, deep eye sockets, a tall nose bridge and beautiful thin lips, very attractive.

It's just that her eyes are too cold, her face is frosty and unkind, so her pair of affectionate eyes also look cold.

This made Jiang Xinran heave a sigh of relief, it's better to be unkind, it's much better than unrestrained discharge everywhere, it's reassuring.

The peach blossom that Gu Ruo wanted to recruit had been six years ago...no, nine years ago, there was only one peach blossom named Jiang Xinran, and the love in her eyes was only for Jiang Xinran.

……

This year's holiday is very long, and the National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival are consecutive. At the end of the holiday, the Mid-Autumn Festival, which symbolizes reunion, finally ushered in.

When you are alone, you are too lazy to celebrate the festival. If you live with two people, the Mid-Autumn Festival becomes meaningful.

The first festival that Jiang Xinran and Gu Ruo celebrated was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

At that time, Jiang Xinran and Gu Ruo had just become friends. Gu Ruo lived alone, and Jiang Xinran was homeless. The two decided to join forces for the holidays, so Jiang Xinran set foot in Gu Ruo's rental house for the first time.

That's when Gu Ruo first learned how to cook.

They bought fish, meat, and shrimp. Jiang Xinran rolled up his sleeves to show off his skills, but he put the dripping garlic into the pot when the oil was smoking. It was on fire, and Jiang Xinran was so frightened that he took the spatula and hid far away, not daring to approach the kitchen.

Thanks to Gu Ruo's sharp eyesight and quick hands, he put the lid on the pot and turned off the gas stove to avoid an accident.

Later, Jiang Xinran had a psychological shadow on the kitchen and dared not approach the stove. In the end, Gu Ruo finished the Mid-Autumn Festival meal by himself while looking at the recipes on his mobile phone.

Later, Gu Ruo's culinary skills became more and more sophisticated, and her cooking level was comparable to that of a chef in a five-star hotel. Jiang Xinran was happy to eat ready-made food, and was even less willing to learn how to cook.

Why did you take the initiative to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Gu Ruo?Jiang Xinran thought faintly, probably because he saw Gu Ruo sitting alone in the park eating instant noodles.

Still carrying a schoolbag on his back, the bicycle was parked next to him, and he was sitting on the flowerbed in his school uniform, watching the adults play and laugh with the children, while lowering his head and sending a big mouthful of instant noodles into his mouth, chewing aimlessly.

It's so lonely.

Jiang Xinran understands this kind of loneliness.

All the happiness has nothing to do with her, she seems to be a passerby who is forced into the happy family drama.

So Jiang Xinran walked up to her in a strange way, sat next to her, snatched her instant noodle bucket, snatched her plastic fork, took a mouthful of her instant noodles, and sipped her soup.

"Why don't you go home?" Jiang Xinran wiped her mouth and returned the instant noodles to her.

Gu Ruo said, "I don't have a home."

"Coincidentally, me too." Jiang Xinran tilted his head and smiled at Gu Ruo, "How about we form a family?"

That smile was so dazzling that Gu Ruo dared not look at each other.

At the same time, keep this sentence in your heart forever.

From then on, the place with Jiang Xinran is Gu Ruo's home.

She has been homeless for six years, and in the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, she returned to her home and Jiang Xinran's side.

……

The day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Xinran and Gu Ruo went out together to make a big purchase. In addition to the mooncakes bought for the festival, there were also a lot of snacks, drinks and fresh ingredients, some of which needed to be pre-processed before they could be put into the refrigerator.

They worked all afternoon and ate something casually in the evening.

Jiang Xinran swiped her phone for a while, feeling bored, remembering her plan before the holiday, which has not been completed yet.

"Do you want to watch the news?" She turned on the TV and asked Gu Ruo casually.

"Don't look." Gu Ruo cut a plate of rice, brought the fruit to the living room, put it on the coffee table, and sat next to Jiang Xinran himself.

"Then I'll watch a movie."

"what movie?"

Jiang Xinran said a movie title.

It is a very old romance film, with black and white picture quality, and even the background music is recorded live by a symphony orchestra. Nowadays, few people like to watch this kind of old film.

"Watch together?" Jiang Xinran gave an inviting look.

"Ah."

So Jiang Xinran turned off the headlights, leaving only the flickering light of the TV in the living room.

The background of this movie is set in the war years. The heroes and heroines in the troubled times are like two duckweeds floating in the river. After a short encounter, there will be endless parting. Expressed incisively and vividly, when the hero and heroine had to part again due to the reasons of the times, Jiang Xinran's heart also tightened, he sucked his nose, and his eyes were moist.

Gu Ruo's attention is all on Jiang Xinran's face. She is a very emotionless person. She doesn't care how lingering the fake love story in the movie is. On Jiang Xinran's face, it's so beautiful.

Until the hero and heroine kissed each other tearfully on the screen, Jiang Xinran finally couldn't hold it back, tears welled up in his eyes, turned his gaze, and looked around for paper.

A fruit plate was placed on the small coffee table, and Gu Ruo put the cardboard box on another small coffee table outside his arm.

Jiang Xinran was lazy and didn't want to walk over, so he simply turned half of his body and stretched his arms to fish.

Arms across Gu Ruo's body.

Gu Ruo leaned back a little cooperatively.

But the position of the coffee table was too far, Jiang Xinran stretched his arms to the limit, and the tip of his index finger touched the edge of the paper.

She clicked her tongue lightly, and impatiently wanted to tilt it a little further, not wanting to lose her focus, and threw herself on the sofa——

Gu Ruo grabbed her waist and fell down on the sofa.

All of a sudden, it changed into the posture of Jiang Xinran pressing Gu Ruo on the sofa.

With eyes less than ten centimeters away, Gu Ruo looked up at the wet tears in Jiang Xinran's eyes, still flickering in the faint light.

It was like ripples rippling in Gu Ruo's heart.

The palm of his hand was placed on her side with a layer of cloth.

It's too hot.

Jiang Xinran's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help biting her lip.

Perhaps the atmosphere in the movie was too contagious, Jiang Xinran's heart was surging, he pressed Gu Ruo's shoulder, stared at her light-colored thin lips, his heart was hooked.

I really want to kiss.

And Gu Ruo narrowed his deep eyes, and his voice was pleasantly hoarse.

"Dyeing."

"Ok?"

"I can't help it." Gu Ruo raised one hand, grabbed the back of Jiang Xinran's head, pressed her down, and bit her ear, "What should I do?"

Jiang Xinran pressed the palm of Gu Ruo's chest, and felt the vibration when she spoke, numb.

The roots of the ears are red and hot.