School girls always want to bend me

Ye Qiqi found that Zhang Yawen was always distracted today.

She ran out of paper while printing the document, and when the machine was calling, she stood aside in a daze.

When receiving the water, the cup was not held firmly, and the boiling water splashed on the back of the hand.

……

She wanted to remind or help several times, but when she met Zhang Yawen's eyes, the other party quickly avoided it.

In the evening, 5 minutes before leaving get off work, there were already sounds of packing up in the office.

Neither Ye Qiqi nor Zhang Yawen wanted to work overtime today, so they turned off their computers early.

Walking out of the building, the crowd and the residual temperature are coming, the sun is getting lower and lower, the evening wind is blowing into the sleeves of the shirt, and the battery car on the sidewalk is passing behind, bringing a short wind.

The two walked side by side, the two who were noisy before, but today they were quiet and silent, looking down at the road intently.

Halfway through the journey, Zhang Yawen stopped suddenly, his eyes staring blankly.

Ye Qiqi took a few steps back, picked up the strap of his schoolbag, and walked to her side, lowering his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yawen gripped the phone tightly, wrinkled his face, and asked seriously: "If I say I left the keys in the office, will you call me a fool?"

Ye Qiqi: "...No."

The two of them stood in the crowded crowd, and the people behind them passed them one after another.

Zhang Yawen licked his lips, and said calmly: "Then my key is left in the office."

Ye Qiqi: "...Why do you suddenly remember now?"

"Maybe it's the soul sensing. When I opened the courier in the morning, I thought it was troublesome to take the scissors, so I just took out the key and opened it, so the key should be where we usually put the scissors after unpacking the courier."

This is very in line with Zhang Yawen's style of doing things.

After explaining the cause and effect, Zhang Yawen turned his head and walked back.Today she is not in the right condition, although she is usually not in tune, but today she seems to be a bit out of line, Ye Qiqi grabbed her shoulders and said in a deep voice, "I'll get it, you go to the bookstore opposite and wait for me."

Ye Qiqi glanced at the opposite side, and visually estimated how to get there, thinking that there was still an intersection to be crossed, and felt that it would be risky for the current Zhang Yawen to cross the road alone.

Pursing her lips, she pointed to the cafe on the street not far ahead and said, "Go and stay inside, I'll pick you up when the time comes."

Zhang Yawen was dumbfounded, feeling that she was being treated as a child, no, more like a mentally retarded person who couldn't take care of herself, she just wanted to reply to Ye Qiqi, but since she just lost the key, she didn't have the face and confidence , bowed his head perfunctorily.

She walked a few steps forward, turned right and walked to the door of the cafe, pushed the door, and pulled the wind chime on the door frame, and with the movement of her hands, there was a crisp sound.

The stairs go down, and the further you go in, the darker the vision becomes. The wooden steps make a dull trampling sound, and the lights are dim.

Zhang Yawen held on to the handrail of the stairs, doubts gradually arose in his heart.

It looks like a literary cafe on the surface, but it is actually operating illegally?However, it is located in the bustling center of the city, and the public security has always been very good.

Zhang Yawen walked to the bar anxiously.

A short-haired young man was cleaning a glass with her behind his back, and there were blue tattoos on his slender neck.

"Brother, I want a drink."

The man turned around and paused: "What drink?"

Zhang Yawen was startled, the voice was clearly that of a girl: "Are you a woman?"

There was only her bright female voice in the silent front desk.

The man didn't stop wiping the cup, raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "So? Is there a problem?"

"That's not true." This person's tone of voice was very similar to Ye Qiqi's.

"What drink do you want?"

Zhang Yawen looked around the menu, skipping any alcoholic and caffeinated beverages, and finally saw a piece of hot milk in a corner. She was overjoyed and ordered some milk with her slender index finger.

"That's it."

The man raised his head to take a look, the corners of his mouth collapsed, and then he swept Zhang Yawen's hand with a half-smile: "Want it hot?"

"is it okay?"

"……Can."

The girl searched around the bar, only found a few empty milk cartons, and shook them in front of Zhang Yawen to show her innocence: "I have to go look for them in the warehouse."

Then leave her alone on the high chair in front of the bar.

The air conditioner was fully turned on, and it was underground, so the temperature was very different from the outdoors. After staying for a while, chicken skin appeared on Zhang Yawen's arms.Just when he was bored, Zhang Yawen looked around.

On the left hand side is a narrow passageway, with separate booths on both sides, and a low and dim yellow lamp hanging above it, the shadowy people can't be seen clearly.After a while, two people came out of the dark corridor.

The two girls were about to come to check out, but when they saw that there was no one at the front desk, they stood aside and waited.

The strong smell of perfume from one of the girls rushed into Zhang Yawen's nostrils, and she couldn't help but look at that person a few more times. She is tall and slender, wearing a green silk dress with thin shoulder straps, her collarbone is obvious, and her black hair is tied up In the back of the head, a few strands spread out and fall to the ears.

Thin body, well-proportioned bones, very outstanding appearance.

But her gaze was attracted by the hand on the girl's waist.

? ? ? ?

The hand of another girl next to her never left this girl's waist!

Sometimes stroking, sometimes kneading.

This... is not appropriate, is it? ? ?

Looking up, it's even more terrifying.

The necks of the two overlapped, and their breaths were entwined.

Zhang Yawen's eyes widened in fright, and he turned around quickly, his heart was beating non-stop, his body was stiff and stiff, and his hands were tightly clenched by the straps in his hands.

My palms were sweating a little.

For some reason, Ye Qiqi's face and the most beautiful pair of hands she had ever seen flashed into her mind, white and delicate.And those hands have also stayed on his waist, his legs, and other parts of his body.

She clearly remembered those tactile sensations, and at this moment, there was a hot, hot feeling in those parts.

A heart seemed to jump out of her body, she swallowed, like a prisoner who committed an unforgivable crime.

I don't know how long it took, and the surroundings became quiet again, and a cup of steaming milk was placed in front of him.

Zhang Yawen picked it up and drank it all in one gulp.The warm liquid flowed into the body, and those strange thoughts were suppressed a little.

She put down the cup, staring blankly at the bottom of the empty cup.

Then she thought of the way Ye Qixi wore her pajamas and smoked on the balcony a few days ago, and the way she put her calf on Ye Qixi's thigh. Those things that used to be commonplace to her are now present. different form.

Numerous and fragmented images flashed in my mind, the white skin with a little pink, the hair that was accidentally pulled to the lips, and the two of them drinking the same bottle of beer.

Ye Qiqi only smiled helplessly at herself, her straight lips, and her delicate nose.

Everything seems to have changed.

When Ye Qiqi took back the key and came to the cafe, he walked to the front desk and saw Zhang Yawen who was in a daze, with a slightly bent back and long black hair hanging down to cover his face on both sides, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

She stepped forward and patted Zhang Yawen on the shoulder.

Suddenly being patted by someone, Zhang Yawen's body trembled unconsciously. Turning around, he saw that it was Ye Qiqi. move back.

His steps were unsteady and he almost fell off the high chair.

Ye Qiqi immediately reached out and hugged her waist.

The surrounding environment is quiet and dim, only the sound of stepping on the wooden floor in the distance.

The two looked at each other.

Zhang Yawen's eyes were full of guard and fear, Ye Qiqi lowered her eyes, her heart was empty for a moment, she turned her face away, let go of her hands naturally, took out a bunch of keys from her bag and handed them over.

The silver key reflected light in the light.

Zhang Yawen didn't answer, so Ye Qiqi stuffed the key into her palm, and when she left, he quickly touched it with his fingertips.

The fingertips of both of them curled up slightly as if they had been scalded.

Ye Qiqi said in a hoarse voice, "Hold it well, don't put it indiscriminately."

After sending Zhang Yawen downstairs, Ye Qixi stopped in his tracks. The smell of food and the sound of cats licking their fur came from the corridor.

She handed Zhang Yawen's bag to her, and she didn't intend to go up. She just wanted to reach out and touch her drooping head, but she stopped halfway: "Hurry up and go back."

Zhang Yawen took the bag and nodded, "Yes."

In the past, she would have told Ye Qiqi to be careful on the road, or to go back early, but today she was no longer as relaxed as before.

The voice-activated lights in the old corridor sometimes didn't work, Zhang Yawen moved up step by step, the sharp tentacles of the key poked her palms red, every time she took a step up, her breathing tightened, slowly, she seemed to be about to out of breath.

When she reached the corner of the corridor on the third floor, she couldn't help leaning over to the window and poking her head down.

The old-fashioned glass windows are clean, and Ye Qiqi standing at the entrance of the corridor is clearly visible.

One lowered his head, the other raised his head, and the eyes of the two met.

As if being peeped into his secret mind, Zhang Yawen blushed and shrank back a few steps.

Opening the door, there was only the evening breeze blowing in from the balcony. She kicked off her shoes, put down her bag, rushed to the balcony, and bent down to look out.

Ye Qiqi's figure turned into a dark dot, stood at the entrance of the corridor for a while, and then left until her figure could not be seen clearly.

After the person left, Zhang Yawen laid his body on the carpet in the living room, and the sky blue dress was spread out.

She let out a deep breath, and felt a dull pain in her heart.

At night, Xu Shengsheng came back to pick up summer clothes.When he opened the door and came in, he saw Zhang Yawen who was almost falling asleep on the sofa.

Xu Shengsheng is a person who is particularly prone to heat, but when he goes upstairs, he is very hot. Before packing up his clothes, he took off his coat and trousers, and put his long hair up in a bun.

The sound of her rummaging through boxes came from the originally empty and silent room.

Zhang Yawen watched her rushing in and out, and when he caught a glimpse of her large area of ​​exposed skin, he rolled his eyes at her indifferently: "You don't know how to turn on the air conditioner."

"A/C was slow to come on."

She took a box of old yogurt from the refrigerator and walked to the door of Xu Shengsheng's room, leaning against the door frame: "Are you leaving later?"

"Well. My boyfriend is waiting for me downstairs." Xu Shengsheng threw the clothes in the closet into the box one by one without folding them.

Zhang Yawen bit the silver spoon and asked her, "Are you guys still fighting recently?"

"Of course there were quarrels, big and small, but the reconciliation was quick."

"Huh? Why did you reconcile so quickly?"

Xu Shengsheng stopped what he was doing, and approached with a smirk: "Are... are you sure you want to listen?"

Suddenly reacting, Zhang Yawen covered one ear with his free hand and closed his eyes: "I don't want to listen! I'm still a child."

Xu Shengsheng choked: "A child who is almost 30 years old?"

Zhang Yawen: "... Get lost!"

Xu Shengsheng pulled up the zipper of the suitcase, and when he walked past Zhang Yawen, he said, "When you like someone, you will be very happy when you have physical contact."

physical contact... fun...

"Why are you happy?" Zhang Yawen asked.

"How do you describe it, just try it yourself."

In the evening, Zhang Yawen spread out a copy of Wittgenstein's Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus, which he had bought for a long time, on his knees, but his mind was so dazed that he couldn't read a word.

Close it, throw it away, and buried her head in the quilt.

Moaning and chirping depressingly.

"I'm so inhuman, how can I have such dirty thoughts about Qiqi, she's just a child!!!"

The author has something to say:

Qiqi's one-way secret love has officially become a one-way secret love between two people!

As long as Sister Fan Yawen is smarter, my novel has already come to an end!