静物

Girls who study Chinese painting should be very temperamental, right?

"But that doesn't mean they have to stop gossiping." Tang Xiangying glanced at Liu Yichen, anxious to eat breakfast, if it was past the eight o'clock time limit set by herself, Tang Xiangying would never touch the bagel again.

"What's more, where does the girl who studies Chinese painting have temperament come from the shit idea?" Li Shiqing talked to Tang Xiangying in an unusually tacit understanding today, but she still watched her panic-stricken eating with an unbelievably funny expression.

The reason for this topic was because of today's tutor time. As soon as Liu Yichen entered the conference room, she forced Wu Tong to ask why she didn't come home last night. The accompanying question was whether she had spent the night with the man. Immediately afterwards, her ultimate curiosity was aroused.

"Wu Tong, have you got a boyfriend?"

Sitting next to Tang Xiangying, Wu Tong ate the omelette and just shook his head.

"Tong, I've been roommates for so long, don't hide it from me. We were the only ones to live together in that bed. Every time you didn't come back, I was worried for you. If you have any secrets, just tell me!"

Liu Yichen looked tearful, but then repeated, "Have you got a boyfriend yet?"

Li Shiqing laughed wildly, "Liu Yichen, are you really that unwilling to maintain your image?"

It was obvious that Li Shiqing's laughter was annoying to the extreme, but Liu Yichen still stared unrelentingly at Wu Tong—strictly speaking, it was Wu Tong's forehead, because she refused to raise her head, and would rather stare at the omelette.

"Wu Tong often didn't go back to the dormitory for the night?"

Tang Xiangying suddenly asked a question, obviously also curious.

"Two or three times."

"Look, isn't there a problem! There is adultery!" Liu Yichen yelled with a gossiping expression, thinking he had found an ally.

"Key." Wu Tong swallowed the egg cake in his mouth and spit out two words.

Liu Yichen was stunned, remembering that since he lost his dormitory key, he hadn't bought another one, and had always used Wu Tong's key to get in and out.

If there are people in the bedroom, the door will not be locked, and the key will only be used when everyone is out or everyone in the bedroom is sleeping...

"Fuck! In the end, it was because of you that he couldn't go back to sleep! What a joke!" Li Shiqing laughed loudly, accusing Liu Yichen with the tone of closing the case.

"Then, Tong, what should I do if I can't go back to the dormitory?"

Tang Xiangying cared more than probing, but the teacher just walked into the meeting room, so the topic was stopped abruptly.

It's eight o'clock in five minutes.

Tang Xiangying put down the paper bag in her hand, the bagels inside were not finished, the next time she touches it will probably be lunch time.

Tang Xiangying was actually very curious. Apart from where Wu Tong didn't return to the dormitory in the middle of the night, she also wanted to know if Wu Tong had a boyfriend. The almost longing question tickled her throat, and she was almost about to have a seizure.

But just like the boundaries of a breakfast, the range in which she can do whatever she wants is very narrow.

Wu Tong didn't like to talk on the phone, because there was only voice on the phone, and it would be too indifferent to keep silent at this time. She didn't like being forced to talk endlessly.Moreover, eloquence is not an adjective that will appear in Wu Tong's life.

"I miss you."

When Bo Sen called, it started with these three words.

Wu Tong's mouth was dry all of a sudden.

"Um."

"Tong, I like the feeling of you sleeping next to me at night, I like it very much."

Wu Tong responded again, and was going around the music stand to walk to his seat.

"Remember the first time you stayed at my house?" Boyson said with a smile, "I'm so sorry for you that night, I can't stop myself from thinking too much..." She definitely remembers that night, but Boyson probably doesn't know Wu Tong is sober.

Wu Tong passed her roommate from the design department who was sitting in front of her MacBook and typing on the keyboard, and her debris was piled on the floor.

"Tong, I miss you so much today..." Wu Tong could think of Bo Sen's shrewd smile, and when she thought of that smile, she felt her heart throbbing with joy, "It's not an ordinary thought..."

With an almost ambiguous tone, Wu Tong touched his cheek, shouldn't it be hot yet?

"Today..." Bo Sen seemed to suggest lazily, "I will leave the decision to you, you will let me..."

Wu Tong saw Liu Yichen suspiciously looking down from the upper bunk at himself who was talking on the phone.

"...Are you making me think too much?"

That definitely means something, right?

Wu Tong didn't know how to respond, let alone respond.The quiet and plain atmosphere in the dormitory, and Bo Sen's honeyed, seductive tone, gave Wu Tong the illusion of being in two worlds.

"Um."

In the end, Wu Tong responded with a single tone. It was not until Liu Yichen's head retracted from the edge of the bed that Wu Tong dared to look forward to it.

...are you making me think too much?

Wu Tong thought, is there anything he can make Bo Sen dream about?No, not at all, but you are the one who is fascinated, right?Bo Sen is so obviously charming, whether it is her appearance or her excellence, Wu Tong knows that his face will turn red when he thinks of Bo Sen, and maybe it would be better to quit the dormitory first.

Wu Tong sat down at his desk, thinking about his emotions, is he nervous?Is it cowardice?Wu Tong shrugged her shoulders. What is certain is that she is looking forward to it. Thinking about Bo Sen is like a bomb labeled "Happy", which keeps exploding in her heart.

Wu Tong thought, she took some clothes and daily necessities and left the dormitory, will Liu Yichen find out anything?

"Tong."

Bo Sen called her with a smile, and reached out to take the bag of clothes that Wu Tong was carrying.

"How are you today?" Bo Sen asked, comparing the canvas that had been placed on the easel, implying that Wu Tong had taken care of everything for her.

Wu Tong went to the painting and picked up a charcoal pencil, wanting to tell Bo Sen the funny things that Liu Yichen forced her to ask her this morning, but found that he didn't know how to speak, how to say, a large string of words rolled into a ball before he could leave, entangled Can't tell.

"Very good." Wu Tong replied in the end, feeling annoyed.

Bo Sen chuckled a few times, didn't seem to care about Wu Tong's almost perfunctory answer, and took Wu Tong's backpack into the room to tidy up.

...are you making me think too much?

Obviously not, the relationship between the two is the same as usual.

Wu Tong drew two strokes, as if he had made up his mind, put down the charcoal and walked into the room.

With his back to her, Person was clearing an empty space in the closet.

"No, not today."

Wu Tong's words seemed abrupt, she just wanted to attract Bo Sen's attention.

"Huh? What's the matter, Tong?"

Bo Sen closed the closet, patted his clothes and stood up straight.

There is composure in her eyes, broad tolerance, and a toughness that is willing to bear everything when the sky collapses, but before Wu Tong is so clear, she can only see Bo Sen's relaxed and mischievous smile.

"I'm not good, I miss you." Wu Tong said, she couldn't find a window to vent the expectation that she had been harboring all this time, three simple words could use up all the strength in her whole body, her eyes were staggered again, but she walked up Hug Person.

"Tong..." Bo Sen breathed out in his ear sockets, strangely, it gave Wu Tong a tingling feeling like being shocked by an electric shock, spreading upward from his waist, "...I thought you would stop talking!"

I can't say, there are many more.Wu Tong thought bitterly, the love in her dream is plain and long-lasting, and the smallest happiness lies in simple phrases, after all, she doesn't know how to define vigorously.

It's a pity, it's a pity that Wu Tong knows that she is no different from a piece of wood, she just can't do everything she needs in love, even the simplest love is just as difficult.When she admitted in her heart that she was in love, she never thought that she would be so embarrassed when she appeared in front of Bo Sen again.

Bo Sen's lips slid across her neck, and delicate kisses climbed onto her cheeks.It was a strange feeling, which made Wu Tong want to escape, but at the same time, she had a contradictory desire for more. She let out a soft "hum", falling into Bo Sen's soft lingering.

"Tong, do you know that kissing is not just mouth to mouth?"

"Um."

Wu Tong knew it, and laughed secretly in his heart. Could it be that she looks so innocent?But when Bo Sen turned back and pressed her against the closet, held her face and kissed her deeply, Wu Tong was really shocked.

Wu Tong felt that Bo Sen was holding her lower lip, and bit her lightly. She closed her eyes, fearing that her clumsiness would not be able to bear Bo Sen's enthusiasm.This kiss is really different from the kiss I kissed Boyson, how jerky I am in comparison...

Bo Sen's fiery bite gave Wu Tong the illusion that he was the prey she had just caught.

Wu Tong was willing to be Bo Sen's prey, her hands tightly pinched the fabric of Bo Sen's upper body, like a drowning person grasping driftwood, she responded clumsily.

Bo Sen let go of Wu Tong's lips as if reluctant to let go, and breathed heavily. She leaned against Wu Tong's neck, panting like an exhausted runner.

"What's wrong?" Wu Tong asked.

Bo Sen smiled and raised his head. Even though they were about the same height, she still reached out and touched Wu Tong's head.

"You're still a child."

"I'm eighteen."

Wu Tong retorted, but looking at the suppressed desire in Bo Sen's eyes, she realized that he wasn't just referring to age.