Like a swallow returning to its nest

Xiao Lai puffed her cheeks and gasped, someone knocked on the door outside, urging them to hurry up, Fang Jian responded, and quickly applied shower gel all over her, "Wash your hair yourself."

Xiao Lai closed his eyes and did not move, still holding his breath, "Didn't you say you would wash it for me?"

"People are urging them!"

"I don't care, I don't wash."

Fang Jian could only speed up the progress and shake her in the water a few times like a rag to clean the foam before bringing her up.

The half-washed clothes were still soaking in the basin, so I couldn't take care of them for the time being. Fang Jian dried her hair, got dressed and went out. A dark figure flashed by quickly, and the glass door slammed shut behind her.

A few girls in the living room were drunk, yelling and yelling, and Wang Xia was among them, patting the floor with snot and tears, and someone next to her advised her to think about it and stop worrying about men.

Xiao Lai finished drying her hair, touched a piece of candy from the bedside and threw it to her, and said in a nasty voice, "I can't sleep anymore!"

Wang Xia grabbed the candy and held it in her hand, sniffed, and slowly got up to wash her face.

Fang Jian followed Xiao Lai to climb onto the bed. At this time, the effect of the bed curtains was revealed. No matter how noisy the outside world was, the bed was another small world. Anyway, it was noisy enough. They could open their voices and talk. The bed curtains were zippered , You don't have to worry about people outside suddenly opening it when you pull it inside.

"Why are you following me up here?" Xiao Lai turned around and asked.

Fang Jian settled herself on the inner side of the bed, pulled off the quilt and covered it, "My quilt is all on your bed, where will I go if you don't come up."

"Go wherever you like!"

That being said, Xiao Lai didn't even push her off, and turned over and lay down with his back to the person.

Fang Jian kneaded her shoulders flatteringly, and said in a tone like coaxing a child: "You have so much hair, so much and so good, you should keep it since you were young, will you trim it? It should be trimmed, and the ends of your hair are all There are no split ends...Many people will lose their hair if they have long hair, but Xiao Lai's hair is very good, so beautiful."

There was no sound on the other side, the hair was smoothed comfortably, and she didn't choke back, and there were two "humphs" that could not be reconciled, Fang Jian continued her efforts, gently hugged her from behind, held her Holding her hand, she patiently explored the source of the problem.

"Why are you so angry, stingy steamed stuffed bun, tell me what you are angry about, I can correct my mistakes only when I know my mistakes."

It’s okay not to mention it, the flattery just slapped her smoothly, and she didn’t pay attention to the crooked slap, Xiao Lai immediately kicked her, and asked: "I don’t know what’s wrong and you just apologize here? Your apology is so cheap."

Fang Jian rolled her eyes secretly, but still coaxed sweetly, "I'm stupid, give me some hints."

There was complete silence over there, and I ignored it.

It's hard to do.

Fang Jian didn't mind her petty temper, on the contrary, she thought it was fun, and she was willing to coax her.

There are always some small conflicts and frictions between lovers. Although they are not official couples yet, and they may not have the chance to become regulars, they can't die easily until Xiao Lai is completely coaxed.

Things piled up more and more, and death became farther and farther away. Fang Jian hadn't realized that she actually didn't want to die.

After so many years of confusion and thought of dying countless times, how can I just give up?Death has become a morbid obsession.

The soil is compacted, and the root system has all withered. No matter how fertilizing and watering it will not help, the deficiency will not be replenished, but will accelerate the decline.The best way is to ruthlessly cut off all the roots, break off the rotten leaves, change the pots and soil, put them in an open place, and wait for the sun and rain to repair and nourish them.

At four o'clock in the morning, the living room finally became quiet, and Xiao Lai fell asleep. He turned himself into a bundle of ropes, tightly bound Fang Jian, locked her limbs together, and lay on her chest.

Her long hair, as thick as seaweed, was tied loosely behind her head with a headband, her small face rested on her shoulders, her lips were slightly parted, and she was in a deep sleep.

There are no female elders in the family, and her five or six-year-old brother and father don't sleep with her. She always sleeps by herself, and she really hopes to have a fragrant and soft embrace that can accommodate her.

An hour ago, Xiao Lai told Fang Jian that the last time she was in the car was the first time she was hugged so tightly by a woman at this age.

"I really hope that someone can give me a good hug, but I don't want to be hugged by someone I don't know. The old lady in the neighbor's house, the lady, I don't know those people very well, they are other people's grandma, mother, lady .My father and brother are not my own. When I grow up, I won’t hug or kiss me anymore. That’s inappropriate.”

So Jiang Xiaolai, who longed to be hugged by a woman once, felt satisfied because Fang Jian put his hands and feet into her arms, and was willing to do that with Fang Jian again and again in a daze.

It is not clear whether she likes women or not. This subtle feeling cannot be replaced. In the circumstances at that time, perhaps in another environment or another person, she would not be so straightforward.

This is Xiao Lai's answer, why did he bend so suddenly.

——"Maybe, it's just because of you."

Afterwards, Fang Jian began to think about whether she had forgotten some important things. Did Xiao Lai say that she would not give hugs to people she didn't know, did it mean that they actually knew each other a long time ago?Fang Jian had no impression at all.

She has forgotten a lot of things. She has taken too much medicine. In recent years, she has received electric shocks twice a year on average. She did not forget many things on purpose, but she really can't remember them.

This may be the reason why Xiao Lai was angry. She didn't want to say that she didn't want to make herself look so wronged.

——You don't even remember me, why should I still remember you?

Xiao Lai is always a little competitive in front of her.

Fang Jian said: "It turns out that you have an Oedipus complex and regard me as your mother. But it's understandable, I have to hug my little dolphin when I sleep."

She was choked without any surprise, and Xiao Lai said, "I've never seen a mother as small as neinei...unless you let me suck it."

Fang Jian: "..."

This sleep was very good, the little dolphin and the little nanny (literally) hugged each other tightly, and there was room on both sides of the [-] cm wide iron canopy bed.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the living room became lively, the women chattered, walked in and out with their shoes on, and the glass door of the bathroom was smashed.

Xiao Lai and Fang Jian had already washed their faces, brushed their teeth, returned to the bed and lay down, embraced and kissed.

The mouth is cool and sweet with orange-flavored toothpaste, and the lips are fragrant and slippery. Xiao Lai actively and shyly poked out the tip of her tongue. Fang Jian also tried to touch her, feeling intoxicated like drinking alcohol.

In order to prevent outsiders from wondering why the bed frame was inexplicably shaken, they had to separate when the fire was lit, and they sneaked shy glances at each other with Wang Wangqing in their eyes.

The noise outside is a good background sound, tell them that there are so many people in this world, so many eyes, so many lips, there is such a tacit understanding, such a beam of light, such a kiss exists only for you, meet and accompany How difficult it is.

This feeling is too good and wonderful. It turns out that there are such small corners full of warmth and love in the world. It turns out that people's bad temper, silence, and narrowness can also represent caring and sweetness.

The lover's hands and lips are the young willows on the banks of the Tianhe River in April, swaying gently in the wind, swinging over the hair tips and shoulders, it is its silent retention.Spring is so good.

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感谢在2022-05-0615：01：02～2022-05-0714：44：38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～感谢投出地雷的小天使：自有2个；今天也在做梦呢1个；感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：网络没连上43瓶；自有37瓶；念初凉、可口可乐1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！