Unremarkable Love Little Devil [Zhongyingmei]

Going home now, Queenie wouldn't stop in front of her apartment at all, she would directly stand in front of Sean's apartment, waiting for him to come and open the door.

In fact, Queenie had basically forgotten that she also had an apartment, and it was right next to Sean's apartment, and she didn't even know where to throw the door key.

Of course, Xiao En knew it, so he put it in the third compartment of the cabinet, so as not to be thrown away by her again.

In addition to buying enough clothes, Queenie, who was shopping for the first time in her life, also bought some other things, such as a mattress.

Of course, this is Sean's suggestion.Queenie didn't object to this either—usually she wouldn't object to Sean's suggestion.Just made a little modification.

Sean originally suggested that she buy a bed. After all, she has money and doesn't have to sleep on a mattress like him.But Queenie preferred to sleep on a mattress like him, exactly like him.

But the reason why Queenie didn't object to Sean's suggestion to buy a mattress was not because she planned to go back to her apartment, but because she didn't think that she couldn't live with Sean because she had a mattress. .

In her opinion, they lived happily together, so of course they would continue to live together, there was no reason to stop this kind of happiness.

Anyway, the new mattress won't arrive until tomorrow, and she's staying with Sean tonight.

after tonight?

Queenie doesn't think anything will change either.

Queenie went to the balcony and tied her balloon to the balcony railing.The red balloon was reflected in the dusky sunset, which Queenie thought was pretty.

Sean also came to the balcony. He looked around and said, "That kitten hasn't appeared for many days." Sean was a little puzzled, did he not like the canned food he fed?

Queenie turned to look at him: "Do you like that cat very much?"

Sean didn't speak.No one knows, he likes the little furry animals, such as the rabbits he raised when he was a child, such as small quiet cats.

Queenie understood.

Then Sean woke up the next morning when he heard a faint meow coming from outside the balcony.He walked over and saw the brown cat lying on the small round table on the balcony as usual, with its pointed ears stunned. Through the glass, the golden cat eyes looked at him with a little panic and flattery. .

Sean stood there for a while, and Queenie followed.

She stopped beside him and looked at him carefully, until Sean gradually became nervous.

Sean knew that he was different from others, and some behaviors seemed weird and silly, especially when he was nervous.But he couldn't control himself.He didn't want Queenie to think he was weird and stupid.

Of course Queenie didn't think so.After looking at Sean for a moment, she suddenly leaned over and rested her head gently on his chest.

Sean was so frightened that he raised his arms and stretched them stiffly in mid-air. His body was straight and he didn't dare to move.

Sean's apartment has only one bedroom, and the pattern they live together is that Queenie sleeps on the mattress, and Sean makes the floor next to her.Queenie was particularly dishonest in sleeping at night. She often rubbed against him unknowingly, and then curled up next to him to sleep like a small animal.Several times he woke up in the middle of the night and peeked at her through the dim light of stars and moon outside the window, and once he boldly touched her hair.

But even so, he was still very nervous every time Queenie approached.like now.

Because Queenie always sleeps dishonestly at night, her beautiful blond hair made her sleep in a mess, and it was disheveled on the top of her head. At this moment, it was restlessly brushing against the skin of Sean's neck and cheeks.Itchy.

Sean stood like a stone sculpture, only his Adam's apple rolled twice with difficulty.

Queenie leaned against his chest and listened for a while, maintaining this movement, raising her eyes to look at him.

"Onorina said that the heart will tell you whether you are happy or not. Are you happy now?" Queenie asked.

Sean's arms were still frozen in the air, and after a long while, he let out a "hmm".

Sean never lied, he thought, he was really happy right now.Although really nervous.But the tension is slowly disappearing, and the happiness is piling up.

The arm that was frozen in the air came down tentatively little by little, and was about to touch her shoulder.

After getting the answer she thought of, Queenie straightened her body, stood upright, and looked at him with a smile.

"I made you happy." A little proud.

"Yeah." Sean withdrew his hand abruptly, hanging on his side, clenched into a fist, glanced around guiltily, his heart beating like a drum.

**

Early in the morning, several doctors in the Department of Surgery received an assortment of shopping bags from Queenie.Everyone was speechless in shock.After the shock, there was a very unanimous resignation.

After all, everyone is not that familiar. Even if they are familiar with each other, there is no reason to receive gifts for nothing.

Queenie didn't understand the rules of human interaction, and she didn't feel unhappy when she was rejected -- she wasn't even unhappy when Sean rejected her, and others didn't have the ability to influence her mood.

But she was a little curious about why the doctors refused to accept the gift, especially Claire.Queenie could see that she liked the clothes a little, but she reluctantly declined after expressing her gratitude.

Humans are really weird.Sometimes I'm so greedy, I want a lot of things that don't belong to me.Sometimes he pretends to be generous and pushes away the favorite things that are handed over to him.

Queenie took the shopping bags to Glassman's office.

After listening to Queenie's story, Glassman leaned back into the chair.

"You asked a very profound question." The old dean said.

Queenie was sitting on the opposite side, like a good student obediently waiting to listen to the lecture.

The old dean smiled lightly and explained: "There is nothing strange about this. Human beings are the most complicated creatures in the world, and in this complex individual, the most complicated thing is the human heart. The human heart is the easiest to satisfy, and the most It is not easy to be satisfied. It is difficult for us to say whether an unsatisfied heart is greed or the driving force that motivates people. After all, it is precisely because of the insatiable "greed" that human beings can develop and progress so far. For human beings, it is difficult to find An accurate measure of the mind.

"Many people say that desire is the human heart, and this definition is not wrong. But besides desire, the human heart has its own moral principles and bottom lines. The inner morality and principles are the bottom line for correcting and restraining our behavior. It helps us not to become For beasts driven by desire."

"It's like—" Glassman concludes with a metaphor, "that human beings put on a rein for their inner wild horse, so that their desires don't get too 'let the horse go'."

"So," Queenie concluded, "Claire and the others didn't accept my gift because the 'bridle' in their hearts wouldn't allow it."

Glassman raised his eyebrows: "You can say that."

Queenie looked at him and asked, "Then why did you accept it?"

"Because I helped you clear up the confusion just now, you can give me a gift to express your gratitude." Glassman said, looking up at her, "And I am an elder, and I can usually receive gifts from 'junior'."

Queenie didn't recognize the accent he had specially pronounced on "junior".

Although Glassman answered her questions, her doubts remained, increasing instead of diminishing.Humans are indeed strange.Who will put a "bridle" on one's heart, why not do whatever he wants?

"What are you going to do with these clothes?" Glassman nodded with his chin to the shopping bags she had piled up on the side sofa.

Queenie looked down and said without emotion: "I will handle it."

When he got off work in the evening, Dean Glassman finally knew how Queenie's so-called "processing" was handled. Not far from the hospital, he saw a homeless man piled up with shopping bags at the corner of a street. The bags all look familiar.

**

The mattress Queenie bought at Sean's suggestion was delivered the next day when they returned to the apartment from the hospital.

They got home a little later than usual that day.

It's actually a very small thing.

Queenie fell asleep on Sean's shoulder on the bus again, her shaggy hair tickling his neck, kind of reminding him of her leaning against his chest in the morning, and then of the day before at the mall. She suddenly jumped into his arms, and thought of the way she slept curled up next to him at night, and thought of her hair as smooth as moonlight wrapped around her fingers...

In short, he thought a little too much and was a little involved.

Then, they sat and stopped.

After reacting, Sean hurriedly woke up Queenie, but finally missed the stop.

The two got off the bus and stood in front of an unfamiliar stop sign, like two lost animals.

They also did get lost.

Sean gets up, washes up, and goes out at a fixed time every day.Pick up, drop off, go to work, and leave work at the same location.Sudden changes in any link can make him uncomfortable and even panic.

Like going to the mall with Queenie yesterday.He had checked all the routes in advance, and he was familiar with the map of the entire shopping mall.

Queenie didn't know that he seldom went to such crowded places unless necessary.The crowd made him uneasy.

But yesterday, except for the first moment, he almost forgot about this unease and discomfort, and walked through the crowd hand in hand with Queenie, just like a normal person.

Now, suddenly facing a completely unfamiliar environment made Sean uneasy again.Sean tried to force himself to be composed at the thought that he would have to bring Queenie home safely.He pulls out of his pocket the toy scalpel Steve had given him.Steve will give him strength.

Queenie sensed his emotion and reached out to take his hand.

"Let's go." Queenie said with a smile.

"Do you know the way?" Sean asked after hesitating.

Queenie said, "I don't know it, but it does."

Sean looked in the direction of her finger, and saw a brown cat come out of the bushes on the side of the road, screamed at them, and then squatted not far away, like a cat waiting to lead the way. wizard.

Sean: "..."

Queenie added: "Maple Syrup says it's just across the street from the apartment, so close."

Sean wondered: "Maple syrup?"

Queenie nodded: "Yes." Pointing to the very well-behaved cat squatting in front of her, "I named it. Because the color of its cat fur is very similar to maple syrup."

That being said, it's pretty similar.Sean was easily persuaded.

"Am I getting it?" Queenie asked.

Of course Sean said yes.

Queenie exclaimed happily, "Maple syrup."

The cat guide immediately retracted his paws and quickly stood up from the sitting position.

The two were about to follow this special guide home when they heard someone call Sean's name.

Queenie followed the sound and found that it was a woman.Sitting in the driver's seat of a car, watching them through the window.

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