School girls always want to bend me

Ye Qiqi's voice was soft and waxy, like a child who just woke up.

The tone is also a calm declarative sentence, as if talking about a very simple and natural thing, but in the quiet dormitory, it makes people feel a chilling illusion.

Especially for a person who has done something wrong.

Zhang Yawen's heart skipped a beat, like a person stepping on a steel wire over a cliff suddenly slipped, and the feeling of weightlessness of falling into a valley rose.

On a midsummer night, the small dormitory was filled with cool air from the air conditioner, but Zhang Yawen felt like her whole body was going to burn. She still maintained the stiff movement just now. Both of them were wearing pajamas, and their smooth arms were intertwined.

She could even feel the rise and fall of Ye Qixi's body when he breathed.

The two looked at each other through the night.

Zhang Yawen was stunned for a while, and when he came to his senses, there was only one thought in his head, so he ran away quickly and got into his bed, as if nothing happened.

The courage stored in the heart was defeated in the face of the confrontation of reality.

She withdrew the arm supporting her body, and in a hurry, her arm touched Ye Qixi's shoulder blade, making a slight sound of joints colliding.

His fingers trembled from the heat of the opponent's body.

Just when she stood up and was about to leave, someone clasped her fingers backwards, and her fingertips were scattered and overlapped.

Ye Qiqi's hands were smooth and well-proportioned, she didn't break free even after a little effort.

Occasionally, an unknown insect chirped in the bushes outside the window, and then the whole world fell into a long blank again.

"Are you awake?" Ye Qiqi asked in a hoarse voice, and then rubbed his eyes.

It's like a natural greeting when you wake up in the morning.

The story seems to have been cut and reorganized with a montage technique, and the suffocating ambiguity just now was diluted by this calm and daily dialogue.

The trickle flows into the sea, and the original waves are turned into the sea without sadness or joy at this moment.

Zhang Yawen sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the sheets: "Well, I can't sleep a bit, are you too?"

Ye Qiqi was leaning against the wall with her legs bent sideways, her back slightly bent, her collarbone prominent, and the moonlight shone in, half of her body was sunk in the shadows.

"Well, I slept too much during the day."

Zhang Yawen looked at her face with a red mark and nodded, and suggested: "How about we watch a movie or a TV series?"

"You want to see?" Ye Qiqi asked.

In fact, I don't really want to watch it, but it seems that there is nothing else to do now. It seems acceptable for two girls to sit together and watch a movie at night in the girls' dormitory.

She nodded.

Wrapped in a small quilt, Ye Qiqi took out a small projector from a drawer on one side, connected it to her phone, and pressed the switch, the originally dark wall on the opposite side suddenly lit up, showing her phone's wallpaper.

It was a photo of a playground with very low pixels, but Zhang Yawen felt that this place was a bit familiar.

Ye Qiqi handed over the phone: "What do you want to see?"

Zhang Yawen shook his head, but didn't answer: "Whatever you want, I can do it."

After all, she didn't really want to watch a movie.

Many movies in the mobile app require membership, Ye Qiqi was about to recharge one now, but Zhang Yawen stopped her, and she took Ye Qiqi's phone: "You don't usually watch it, it's not worth it for a movie. "

"It doesn't seem expensive."

Zhang Yawen frowned: "You can't spend money indiscriminately."

Ye Qiqi leaned against the wall and glanced at her: "Oh."

In the end, the two casually clicked on a foreign movie that could be watched for free. The music played, and colorful lights and shadows fell on the faces of the two. After adjusting his sitting posture, he pulled half of his quilt on Zhang Yawen's body.

Then their knees came together somehow.

The movie is a clichéd love story, a beautiful girl and a handsome boy who met when they were young and had a lot of noise.

The sweet female voice in the picture speaks at the top of her throat.

Zhang Yawen didn't listen at all, she suddenly remembered that Ye Qiqi's phone wallpaper seemed to be the playground in their middle school.When I went home the year before last, I heard that the school had moved to a new place in the suburbs, and the former middle school had become a university for the elderly.

She looked sideways at Ye Qiqi, who was tilting his head, his hair was falling casually, his eyes were not turbulent, and he was watching the movie quietly.

Picking her up on the shoulder, Zhang Yawen asked, "Did you study science before?"

Ye Qiqi blinked, not knowing why Zhang Yawen suddenly jumped to the previous matter, but followed her train of thought and nodded.

"Then how many universities did you enter in the province?" Zhang Yawen asked.She was among the top 200 in the province when she took the college entrance examination, and she didn't know much about the previous schools.

Ye Qiqi thought about it for a while, and when she was about to speak, Zhang Yawen interrupted her: "I don't want to hear the exact number, just tell me the number, just let me give up."

"Two digits." Ye Qiqi said.

Zhang Yawen's scalp was numb: "Then why don't you feel wronged when you come to our school?"

Ye Qiqi looked down at her, observed for a while, and found that Zhang Yawen was really recalling the past when he was a student, and he was really saddened by the results of the college entrance examination, and replied lazily: "The dormitory conditions of Southern University are better."

"...so superficial?"

"You give me a deep one?"

Zhang Yawen: "..."

She curled her lips, resting her chin on her knees, and focused on the movie again.

The plot of the movie advances backwards, the girl falls from the tree and falls into the arms of the boy, her four eyes meet, the eyes are full of brilliance, and then there is a kiss scene that is loved to hear.Kissing scenes in Western movies are always a little obsessive.

At this moment, the cramped space is infinitely magnified, whether it is sound or picture.

Then Zhang Yawen thought of the two girls kissing on the door panel of the dormitory living room at night, and she touched her lips with some trepidation.

Hot and hot.

He slowly buried his head in his knees.

Ye Qiqi's mind has never been on the movie. She has noticed Zhang Yawen's small actions. Are you shy now because he saw a man and a woman kissing?

Her heart was sour.

The beautiful pictures in the movie have not passed yet.Ye Qiqi coughed lightly and said, "Are you going to use the gift from the teacher's birthday tomorrow night?"

Zhang Yawen was attracted by the sudden topic, and nodded discouragedly: "I can't find a suitable one for a while."

"I'm preparing a seal and a pair of calligraphy and painting. An old gentleman from the Painting and Calligraphy Institute, the teacher mentioned that he likes his works very much. You can choose one and give it away."

Zhang Yawen knew that the calligraphy and painting seals of masters in the industry had a relatively long cycle, and if they had already obtained them, they had to contact them a few months in advance.

Did she already think about it for herself?

Zhang Yawen was a little uncertain.

Ever since Ye Qiqi started working as an intern for herself, what she has done has indeed exceeded the boundaries of ordinary school girls.

Complicated emotions rushed into her heart all of a sudden, but she couldn't figure out any clues, she was in a daze, but suddenly became extremely peaceful.

She asked, "Why prepare for me?"

Ye Qiqi still maintained the posture of sitting against the wall, looking at the movie directly in front of him. After a while, he didn't speak.

Zhang Yawen continued to ask: "Why do you always treat me so well?"

The dormitory that seemed crowded because of the movie suddenly seemed silent and empty again.She blurted out what she had always wanted to ask. She thought it would exhaust her mind or require great courage, but this night, the emotions that were once unbearable seemed to become lighter.

Girls' courage comes without direction.

Ye Qixi's fingers were hanging down on his knees, holding it loosely.

Zhang Yawen turned around, facing Ye Qiqi, and said, "Is it just because I'm your senior sister?"

She never thought that she would be so aggressive one day.

Ye Qiqi frowned slightly, then let go, and asked her, "Then you kissed me just now because I'm your junior sister?"

Zhang Yawen suddenly remembered that one summer he and his roommate traveled to Japan. The group of them, wearing bathrobes and handbags, huddled among the locals and went to the beach to watch the fireworks. Countless gorgeous fireworks suddenly exploded on the black river at night.

Just like her heart at the moment.

Fingertips were numb, Zhang Yawen seemed to have lost the ability to speak, stood there for a while, and stammered, "When did you wake up?"

Ye Qiqi's answer was straightforward: "I didn't fall asleep."

There was a scorching roar in his head, and Zhang Yawen lowered his head and said to himself, "You...have seen it all?"

"Ah."

Zhang Yawen fell into an ice cave, his hands and feet were cold, and his voice was rough: "Qiqi, you will feel... am I a... lunatic?"

A madman in love with girls.

A lunatic who plots evil.

A lunatic to avoid.

The whole world was silent for a few minutes, and the movie seemed to have reached some climax, but no one cared.In the quiet campus, in the densely packed dormitory area, only a few dim lights were on.

At this moment, the girl's thoughts are growing wildly like weeds in spring, in this unnoticed corner.

Ye Qiqi's voice was even colder: "Well, it's pretty crazy."

Zhang Yawen's hanging heart fell into the glacier, fragmented, and painfully dull.

Just when she got up instinctively to flee, her chin was suddenly pinched, and a pair of hot lips pressed close to her.

Messy black hair tangled together.

Ye Qiqi's eyes were red, and his voice trembled: "But what if I'm crazier than you?"

The long secret love has long turned into a demon, which cannot be torn apart or escaped.

The cold moon, the thick night, and the colorful light and shadow are broken and spliced ​​in the dormitory, and the white tiles are cut into pieces.

The unfamiliar and vague English conversations continued. In the corridor outside the window were late returning students. The sound of stepping on the concrete steps to go upstairs, the sound of the voice-activated lights being turned on, and the sound of the wind at night all stretched far away.

On the messy bed where light and dark alternate, the slender bodies of the two girls overlapped, the strong arms supporting the sheets, the smooth curled toes, the undulating and rounded arcs, and the blurred and dumb temptations.

I don't know who's low cry, rapid and forbearing panting.

The two girls kissed at a loss, like the rain on a spring night, the fireworks on the lake, quietly and passionately.

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I'm hollowed out...