camouflage scum continued

Almost holding her breath, she trotted into the bathroom with her head lowered, and she didn't hear Hu Wen's question at all: "Hey, don't you take your pajamas...".

Ah!

Wang Yijiao turned on the shower and cursed, "This is a fucking crime, fuck me!"

too painful.

She told herself in the mirror: You must hold back, you must hold back, you can't throw people down, you can't! ! !

But when she came out of the shower and saw Hu Wen obediently lying on her bed, the eighteen forbidden scenes that had been suppressed in her mind flooded again.

ah!It's so uncomfortable, who the hell can bear it!

... No, she Wang Yijiao can, she can.

She watched her nose, nose, nose, and heart, and walked towards her bed with her eyes downcast. She lay down to breathe calmly without taking off her shoes, and warned herself not to be impulsive.

"Wang Yijiao." Hu Wen suddenly called her name.

"Hey! Huh?" Wang Yijiao jumped up from the bed.

Question: When the person you like falls asleep not far from your bed, and you are thinking|sexualizing her, how do you not feel flustered? ? ?

Wang Yijiao is not that thick-skinned.

Hu Wen was taken aback: "What are you doing sitting up all of a sudden? It scared me to death."

"Ah? Oh, it's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm sorry," Wang Yijiao quickly apologized: "What's the matter with you calling me?"

Asking so nonchalantly, the picture in her mind made her a little ashamed, just like a thief's reaction after being found stealing something, it is inevitable to panic.

What's going on in her head is more... unspeakable than stealing.

"I heard some public opinion on campus," Hu Wen said: "It is said that you fight..."

Wang Yijiao was startled, as a "man of the hour" in the school, how could there be no rumors.She gave a calm "hmm".

Hu Wen cautiously: "I also said that you... are scary, not easy to mess with, and swearing."

"……Um."

are facts.

Hu Wen smiled: "I've heard you swear."

"...When?" She didn't remember saying a single dirty word in front of Hu Wen.

"On the small sofa in the hotel." Hu Wen said.

"Uh, what, the sofa is too small, I'm a little irritable." Wang Yijiao's throat felt dry.

"It's nothing," Hu Wen said, "You're so handsome when you swear."

Wang Yijiao: "..."

"Also, let's talk about you..." Hu Wen hesitated to speak, with a tangled expression.

"Tell me what?"

"Say you like... like girls." Hu Wen said in a low voice.

"Cough cough! Cough cough!" Wang Yijiao choked on his own saliva.

Damn, why spread everything!

A bunch of idiots! ! !

It's over, it's over, how can you argue now? ? ?

"I don't mean anything," Hu Wen said again, "It's just..."

Wang Yijiao collected himself, remained calm, and even smiled: "It's okay. I am."

Only she knew how stiff her smile was.

Hu Wen was silent.

"Go to sleep." Wang Yijiao lay down and turned off the light.

"Good night."

After turning off the light, Wang Yijiao didn't feel sleepy, his heart was beating fast, and the frequency didn't decrease.

She stared at the darkness with her eyes open, and it was early morning when she stared at it. She picked up her phone and checked the time: 02:34.She was about to click on the game when she heard the person on the bed next to her move and called out, "Wang Yijiao?"

Wang Yijiao shook his hand, and the phone hit his face straight.

"Fuck, it hurts..." She let out a low voice, and suddenly stopped the next words.

In the darkness, only the moonlight came in, and the person next to him laughed softly: "Did you hit your nose?"

"Well," Wang Yijiao replied in a muffled voice, "You haven't slept yet?"

"Can't sleep."

"What a coincidence, me too."

Hu Wen asked, "Why can't you sleep?"

Because I miss you, I want to push you down to do something that Jinjiang doesn't allow me to write.

Wang Yijiao was duplicity, and lied without blushing: "Maybe the pressure of studying in the third year of high school is too great."

"Well," Hu Wen said, "How old are you this year?"

"eighteen."

"Ang, then I'm older than you...one and a half years old."

"Ah."

It was already late at night, and the dormitory was pitch black. Wang Yijiao was lying on the bed, and turned his head to look at the bed next to him.

Hu Wen was already asleep, breathing lightly.

She watched silently for a while, then said softly to the darkness over there: "I like you."

Her heartbeat began to speed up, which made her unable to sleep even more.

Wang Yijiao stood up, walked to the desk with the faint light of the mobile phone screen, and found an envelope from the bottom of the drawer. It was made of kraft paper. Inside was her confession letter to Hu Wen, but it was not signed.

It was written by Hu Wen on the day she moved into the dormitory. Every word and sentence in it is her most gentle and gentle in 18 years.

On this quiet night, the explosion of love in a power function began to grow wildly.

Wang Yijiao looked at Hu Wen's bookshelf and took out a book from the bottom.

"High School Composition Guide".

She clipped the envelope inside the book, then back on the bottom layer.

I wonder if she can see it?

Let it be fate.

It would be better to let time answer for her.

Wang Yijiao has always felt that time is a monster. When you sigh "ah, why is a class so long, it's so hard" and look at your watch again and again, it flies away quickly, like a typhoon passing by, and you can't even see its back in the blink of an eye .

On the first day of the first week of school, the first math class passed quickly.

After the class was over, Wang Yijiao glanced at the timetable - the next class is fucking English again!What she hates the most is English. There are many and complicated words. If you want to get a high score, you have to repeat the process of "remembering". Remember... these procedures alone are annoying enough, let alone practice.She tried to repeat the first two links patiently, and she couldn't hold on after memorizing fifteen words.

His mother can write out three silently after repeating it twice.

Really immoral.

Wang Yijiao simply slept on the table.

After lying down for a few minutes, someone poked her right arm with a pen. She subconsciously groaned and dodged for a while. Then the pen caught up again and continued to poke, a little bit like she was determined not to give up.

Last night, she didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning. She had a headache and these pokes made her feel a little irritable, but she also knew that the person sitting next to her was Hu Wen, so Wang Yijiao adjusted her tone, suppressed her irritability, and raised her head Look at her: "What's wrong?"

Hu Wen saw the sleepiness on her face, and said softly, "Class is over."

Wang Yijiao got down on the ground again: "I know, I'm sleepy, I need to catch up on sleep."

"Don't sleep, the teachers are here," Hu Wen tugged at her sleeves: "Class is over."

Wang Yijiao opened his eyes a little, looking down at the hand holding her sleeve.White and small, she secretly compared her hands—well, the interlocking fingers are just right.

Suddenly she was less irritable.

Seeing Wang Yijiao looking at her hand and smiling, Hu Wen finally sat up, turned to the first page of the English book, then withdrew her hand and looked at the podium.

While the English teacher was turning around to write on the blackboard, she leaned her upper body towards Wang Yijiao, and lowered her voice: "Don't try to sleep secretly in class, I will keep an eye on you." Pointing at Wang Yijiao's forehead, he tilted his head and blinked his left eye.

Gee.

Wang Yijiao: I am so fucking stunned by the beauty of my future girlfriend, who sleeps in English class?Um?who!Which ignorant person doesn't listen to English class and sleep on the table?Give me serious sounds!

Wang Yijiao was stunned for a few seconds, then held Hu Wen's two fingers with his right hand, and said in a low voice, "Okay, don't sleep."

I don't know where her IQ has gone, how can she remember when she let go of her hand and when did she take English class?My mind is full of Hu Wen.

Ah Hu Wen looks so good, ah Hu Wen really looks so good, oh my god I like Hu Wen so much.

"Brother Jiao? Brother Jiao!" A hand waved in front of her eyes: "Hey, I've recovered! Brother Jiao!"

"What?" Wang Yijiao turned his head to look, it was Xin Yuanfan, with a puzzled expression on his face, and then put on that mean smile: "Wanting | Obscenity? Thinking so..."

Wang Yijiao kicked his calf: He lowered his voice and warned: "Stop fucking farting, get out of here."

Xin Yuanfan jumped away and whistled twice: "Ah, you look so young| your heart is rippling..."

Wang Yijiao threw a book in his face with his backhand: "Go away."

Xin Yuanfan ran backwards and almost bumped into Hu Wen who came back from the toilet, but Hu Wen dodged backwards and missed.Wang Yijiao stood up, glared at Xin Yuanfan, and mouthed: "Get lost".

The man finally ran away with a smile.

Hu Wen is very beautiful, Wang Yijiao knows; Hu Wen has a good personality, quiet and kind, Wang Yijiao also knows; but what she doesn't know is that a girl is beautiful and quiet, the ideal type in the hearts of high school boys.

So from the second week of her transfer, pink envelopes, chocolates and other small snacks began to appear in the desk warehouse, and there were also posts to confess her love to her on the campus forum, and some even confessed to her face to face.

For this, Wang Yijiao only felt irritated.

But she has no position to prevent this kind of thing that drives her crazy from happening.

She is also just Hu Wen's deskmate. To put it more intimately, she is a friend or a roommate, and to put it more distantly...that is, a classmate.

She has no position, no qualifications, and no rights.

Fortunately, Hu Wen didn't agree to those boys. She put away the letters and put them in a cardboard box under the bed, never opened them, and never read the confession posts on the forums, and she only politely refused the confession in person.

Sitting in the corner, Xin Yuanfan could basically have a panoramic view of the whole class, and he was even more sure that his brother Jiao absolutely liked that beautiful girl named Hu Wen, and it seemed that he hadn't made any obvious moves so far.

How can this work, his arrogant brother's love should be guarded by his best friend, childhood sweetheart, good brother and friend!Just be a month old.

But his arrogant brother's actions throughout the day made him directly confused, puzzled and unbelievable.

what happened?Why did Brother Jiao's special ability of yelling at people as soon as he opened his mouth, and seven or eight out of ten sentences with dirty words disappear?Why did brother Jiao's habitual expressionless face and standard cold eyes also disappear?What's the matter with the gentle eyes like a loving mother and the slightly raised corners of the mouth?When did it appear? ?

A slight smile is very charming, but brother Jiao's smile is very terrifying.

What frightened him even more was Brother Jiao's...

cowardly.

That’s right, it’s—cowardly.

He hasn't seen Wang Yijiao coddling him in the past 18 years!What's a date that doesn't involve fucking the guy?When is it not a hard head and a straight face?When have you ever looked at someone face to face?Didn't even look straight at it!

But what has become of it now?

Brother Jiao's hand has been placed by the beautiful sister's hand all the time, and he carefully moved towards it, millimeter by millimeter, damn you just grabbed it!What about your domineering way of grabbing someone by the collar and slapping someone directly across the face?Don't talk about domineering, what about courage?Gone again? ?

Brother Jiao has been tentatively getting closer to the beautiful sister, an average of one centimeter per class... He is so anxious to see, is it so difficult to hug or hug?How dare you climb over the wall and get out under the nose of the director of the Political and Education Department when you skipped class to go to the Internet cafe? ?

……

It was not easy to be honest that month, Xin Yuanfan sighed speechlessly.

But when he encouraged Wang Yijiao to stop being cowardly and go straight to him, the other party turned back to the cold, domineering and aggressive Wang Yijiao, raised his eyebrows and said to him, "You don't understand."

Grass?

What do I not understand?Don't understand how cowardly you are? ?

But Brother Jiao himself didn't know it, and he even said what it was - the greenness and beauty that youth should have.

Cut, it's obviously an excuse!

It's already the third week of school, and the two of them still haven't made any progress. Brother Jiao still hasn't attached his hand to his beautiful sister, and Brother Jiao's upper body has never stuck to her sister's body. Brother Jiao...fuck your mother. All the passions have been wiped out, so love it, let it fend for itself, you deserve to be single!

annoyed.

Maybe the so-called "sentimentality and beauty exclusive to youth" can only be understood when Xin Yuanfan meets the girl whom he takes care of carefully.