I fell in love with the cool fishing roommate gl

Ran Jiu forgot how he got home, it seemed that Xu Huifang went to the dormitory with her that afternoon and cleaned everything inside.

She could only be forced to pack up her things and go back with her.

There were quite a lot of people standing around the student dormitory building, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.

After returning home, her original house had been occupied, and she could only live in the very small guest room at the door.

The area of ​​that room is so small, her bed, cabinet, and desk are all the smallest models, even the dormitory is not as spacious as it is.

She was originally excluded from the man's family. It turned out that the two children didn't want to see her, stepped on her clothes, kept stealing her things, and sometimes even pushed her suddenly and pushed her down the stairs. These things are not on the table. His little tricks really tormented her.

Because no matter how upset she is, she still knows that this is someone else's home, and she also understands the state of being dependent on others.

There are only two ways, either to get rid of it completely, or to swallow it.

Whenever she talked to Xu Huifang, Xu Huifang scolded her not to think about others with dark thoughts. She lives in other people's houses, and all her things belong to them.

Silence, suffocation.During that period of time, she seemed to be living in a glass enclosure without oxygen, and the people outside cheered and cheered without knowing it.

Especially when she was sleeping at night, she always felt that someone was walking around the door, repeatedly torturing her already sensitive nerves.

Then she simply closed the door and fell asleep.

The small guest room is not ventilated at all, and even the draft is gone after closing the door. Often when I wake up, I feel stuffy and out of breath, as if my body has been drenched by water.

Even so, she did not dare to relax her vigilance.

Sometimes when eating at the dining table, she would sigh softly unconsciously, and Xu Huifang would suddenly slap her, scolding her for not wanting to eat, and just stay there.

She silently put down her chopsticks, realizing that in this family, it was a mistake for her to breathe louder.

To make matters worse, she discovered that her instincts were right.

Zhu Wenbin has a special room for painting at home, and usually even his two children are not allowed to go in.Seeing Ran Jiu at home one day, he even waved to her to let her go.

She was already on guard against Zhu Wenbin, but she hesitated for a moment, and stood at the door and dared not go in.

Zhu Wenbin inside was wearing a greasy white vest, his hair was knotted with sweat, and he was sweating profusely while painting.

He is not at all like the gentleman in front of Xu Huifang in the past.

His eyes looked greedily, and his loose and powerless hands trembled, carrying a wretched evil spirit.

He waited for a long time without seeing her come in, bared his yellow teeth and smiled, slowly turned the drawing board in his hand towards her, and tapped the drawing paper in front of him with his fingers.

Ran Jiu looked down and saw the person in the painting, which was a picture of herself lying on the bed taking a nap.

It should be at noon yesterday, they all went shopping and had dinner, and she was the only one at home.

It was rare for her to relax her vigilance at that time, and she slept with the door open, and the half-finished math exercise book was still spread out on the table next to her.She was wearing a white nightgown, and the quilt slipped down, revealing a little white shoulder.

These details are magnified in every detail.

The eyes suddenly seemed to be stained, and the emotions caused by seeing the painting were like a bucket of pitch being poured on her, suffocating and disgusting.

She finally understood that the feeling at night was not an illusion. Someone really walked around while she was sleeping, and prying her with an almost greedy look.

She no longer dared to sleep with the door open, and even took a bath at home when no one was around.

Even so, Zhu Wenbin's traces are pervasive.

Ran Jiu sometimes finds that her towel in the bathroom has been moved, and she throws it away.

The tube socks she had washed had apparently disappeared in her room to dry for some reason.

There are also her hair rope, bow tie, and school uniform that she brought over and couldn't fit. They were all placed in the closet, but they gradually disappeared.

One morning when she woke up, she found that there was a new comb in the original toothbrush. Xu Huifang would not do such a thing. Her younger sister liked it, so Ran Jiu gave it to her.

Later she overheard Zhu Wenbin yelling at the little girl angrily, "This is for your sister Ran, besides, didn't you buy it for you? Why are your hands so cheap!"

She felt this kind of unscrupulous prying more and more, wishing to go deep into her life, the house, and even every inch of her body.

The disgusting feeling was sticking to her like tarsal maggots, and it almost made her breathless.

One weekend, Xu Huifang dragged Zhu Wenbin to the shopping mall, and there was no one at home. She had a rare time to bathe comfortably, and took advantage of this gap to take a bath.

During this period, she kept paying attention to whether there was any movement of the door opening, but there was no sound outside. She was relieved, wearing a small vest and hot pants, rubbing her hair and going out.

It's just that her intuition is so keen, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when she turned her head, she saw Zhu Wenbin was looking at her with obsessive and greasy eyes, and grabbed her arm with her hand.

She lost her voice in fright, her face was pale, and she ran back to the room and locked the door with lightning speed, and leaned against the door with her mouth covered, unable to even cry out.

The man knocked on the door persistently: "Xiaojiu, just let me draw you once! Uncle promises to draw once! Let uncle see if you can do it, uncle won't touch you!"

It wasn't until someone came back from outside that the sound of Zhu Wenbin knocking on the door disappeared.

Before that, he harassed her outside the door for more than half an hour.

Ran Jiu looked for Xu Huifang with his last hope that night.

She stopped Xu Huifang at the corner of the street when she came back from shopping.

On such a cold night, the dim street lights outside reflected Ran Jiu's pale face, she carefully considered and told Xu Huifang about it.She grabbed her mother with her hand like a life-saving straw, pinning her last hope for help so ridiculously on her.

How can there be a mother who does not love her children.

Ran Jiu has always been unable to understand this sentence, why a mother must love her own child, but she can also love herself more.

It's a pity that she didn't realize this at the time.

Maybe, Xu Huifang would care about her a little later, but Xu Huifang didn't at that time.

Xu Huifang pulled her hand away without hesitation, and poked her on the forehead with her index finger: "My enemy who chopped off your head, Uncle Zhu treats you so well, you don't care about others' good when you buy this or that, you just say bad things." How did I raise you, a white-eyed wolf who never remembers kindness?"

She couldn't see that Ran Jiu's eyes were getting darker, but she still hugged the red dress she just bought excitedly, "Your Uncle Zhu loves to draw, let him draw it, what's the matter, I gave you this face, what's the matter? Hidden every day." Do you just want to show those little boys chasing you? Uncle Zhu is so old, he just wants to get close to you..."

close to you...

According to statistics, more than [-]% of obscenity/obscenity crimes in the world are committed by acquaintances, but it is too late to discover this sad pattern.

At least in Xu Huifang's mind, she didn't have this concept at all. She was so immersed in Zhu Wenbin's kindness to her that she couldn't extricate herself.

Ran Jiu suddenly realized how ridiculous his behavior was, and how difficult it was to wake up a person who was drowning in a sweet dream.

Let's talk about her, she has seen Xu Huifang when she was dying, she was a hundred times more terrifying than her current state.

If Xu Huifang's icing is really about to be broken, does her own mother still have a job?

Xu Huifang is so fragile, she can swim in the river when she is not loved by others, and finally finds a gentle place, even if she ends up getting drunk and dying there is her choice.

It's just that Ran Jiu is still very sad. What she wants is so simple, but no one can give it to her.

She just wanted someone to stand by her side and speak for her sincerely when she needed help the most.

The next day Zhu Wenbin came out of the master bedroom, held her hair rope provocatively, and grinned at her.

Her heart was beating violently and she was about to vomit.

In such a narrow place, there is nowhere to escape, only endless depression and disappointment, without end.

Her safe cocoon was completely torn apart, and she borrowed money from her classmates that night, and fled the city without anyone paying attention at such an important time when she was about to enter her third year of high school.

......

I don't know how long it took, Ran Jiu gradually escaped from the deep abyss in her dream, her mother's harsh scolding, Zhu Wenbin's greasy and disgusting smile, and the small and closed mouse house all gradually faded away from her dream , the only thing I can feel is the warmth in the palm of my hand.

She raised her face as if feeling something, the eaves outside were still dripping water, the sound of someone treading water outside was also very obvious, the sky was half-dark, the curtains were drawn, and the desk lamp was not turned on, but there was a figure sitting in front of her, quietly And calmly looked at the phone.

The days outside were getting shorter and shorter, and occasionally a cool breeze would float in through the window slit. The man's body slightly blocked the window slit, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

Rong Ting turned down the brightness of the phone to the minimum, and the light could only show the rough outline of her cheeks, but one of her hands stretched to the bed, holding her tightly, as if stubbornly trying to break the connection between her and the nightmare connection.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ran Jiu's mouth, and he called softly, "Ting Ting."

Rong Ting put down the phone when he heard the movement.Now her face was completely immersed in the dim light, but Ran Jiu could feel that she should be looking at her very intently.

Caring, but also a kind of anxiety that she might not wake up.

Ran Jiu groped up to the desk with his fingers, fumbled for a long time and turned on the desk lamp, "Idiot, don't turn on the light when you look at your phone, do you want to be like me?"

Rong Ting frowned: "Don't talk nonsense."

When Ran Jiu saw the person in front of him, he seemed to be slowly withdrawn from the nightmare, and his erratic and empty heart fell to the ground. Then he turned over slowly, but suddenly found that his neck and hair were covered with sweat.

Rong Ting came over, whispered her messy words behind her ears, and wiped the sweat off her neck without disdain.

"I wiped your sweat several times just now, but you seem to be dreaming." She hesitated: "I dare not wake you up, but you have been pulling me."

Ran Jiu nodded lightly and hummed.

She lay so lazily, as if she didn't care about anything, her complexion was pale to transparent.

But Rong Ting suddenly had a feeling just now that she almost couldn't catch the person in front of her.

The sound of the rain outside became quieter. After she let go of her hands, she went to soak in a pot of hot water. When she came back, she wiped Ran Jiu's face and neck: "I called Xiao Zhi just now, you Go to work tomorrow."

It was only then that Ran Jiu remembered that she should go to work in the studio today, she poked Rong Ting with a lingering smile, "Okay, now I have learned to restrict my personal freedom, do you want to engage in coercion/control/love?"

"You'll talk nonsense." Rong Ting brushed her silky hair, and touched her forehead lightly, the temperature was fine.

Ran Jiu rubbed her palm, feeling extremely clingy: "Are you going to school today?"

In fact, Rong Ting is going to go. The instructor said that in the past two years, their school's undergraduate graduation thesis has a lot of proposal proposals that have been rejected. This day happens to be the defense site of this year's graduates and seniors. Let them have time to take a look. By the way, record the process.

Since the instructor asked, almost everyone in the group said to go, and Rong Ting also took the initiative to participate.

When Ran Jiu saw her expression, he probably understood, and lifted the quilt: "Let's go."

Rong Ting: "Huh?"

She had already got up, her long white legs were burning eyes, and she tied up her hair with a simple black leather ring: "Let's go out for breakfast today, shall we?"

The imperial capital outside still smelled of coldness after the rain, the air smelled of soil, and occasionally there were a few crisp birdsong.

When you go out from Dabanlou, you can see people wearing various raincoats and riding bicycles. Because there is still a little rain in the alley next to it, they did not move out to set up a stall. The shop was steaming early.

Ran Jiu still ordered soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks, this time Rong Ting hesitated for a moment and ordered salted bean curd.

Ran Jiu was a little surprised when paying the bill: "Salty bean curd is really salty, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."

In the morning light, Rong Ting's eyes were particularly bright: "You can eat sweet bean curd, why can't I eat salty ones."

Ran Jiu felt a little surprised: "Eat as much as you want, don't be crying for a while."

Sure enough, while waiting to eat, Rong Ting couldn't swallow the bean curd with a layer of pickles on it, so he finally took a bite out of it with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

It's an indescribable feeling.

Shrimp skin, seaweed, soy sauce, and diced pickles made from unknown sources, all kinds of flavors are mixed together and explode on the taste buds.

Ran Jiu slowly dipped fried dough sticks with soy milk, this way of eating by a big man in the north is not against her at all.

Her face was still pale without makeup, but her lips were naturally light pink, moist and elastic.

Stained with white soy milk foam, there is a kind of unknowingly sexy for no reason.

Seeing her fascinated but still ignorant look, Rong Ting wondered if he just fell into the trap step by step.

"What are you looking at?"

Ran Jiu's sudden words interrupted her thoughts, Rong Ting lowered her head, "It's nothing, I just miss you."

The chopsticks of both of them stopped for a while, Ran Jiu propped his chin, sometimes with a provocative look: "What do you miss me?"

She threw out a huge temptation just like that.

Later, the two hugged and kissed on the wall behind the supermarket. For the first time, she wanted to get close to Ran Jiu so much, hugged her, and kissed her hard.

When Ran Jiu came out, she was dressed plainly, with white Cantonese-style butterfly sleeves and a light coffee-colored knee-high leather skirt, as clean as a white iris.

Rong Ting's hand was on the back of her waist, and he could feel the slender part that was full and grippable.Her eyelashes were drooping, and her slightly beating heart proved that she was real, but the fragrance on her body suddenly became faint, the five fingers on her shoulders were pale to transparent, and her vital signs were very weak.

Rong Ting was afraid that she would turn into a trace of air and escape, so he clenched his hands tighter and subconsciously called her to prove that she was still there.

"Wine wine."

"Ah."

"Wine wine."

"Ah."

"Wife..."

A layer of pale pink slowly floated on Ran Jiu's pale face, and finally regained some vitality, and slowly pushed her away: "What are you doing all of a sudden?"

Rong Ting's hazy eyes gradually cleared up, and he saw Ran Jiu's red lips, and his knees trembling slightly due to supporting the weight of the two for too long.

When she realized it, she hurriedly withdrew, Ran Jiulan lazily straightened up, and after standing up straight, she still coquettishly said, "Tingting, you were so anxious just now, you have to take your time to cultivate your relationship."

"I—" Rong Ting was about to explain, but suddenly a lot of people passed by noisy and interrupted her.

Rong Ting turned her face and saw the familiar color of the school uniform. She remembered yesterday that the senior sister of the college said that she needed to find some people to be teaching assistants for the social practice of the No. [-] High School today. She refused because she wanted to attend the tutor's meeting.

At this moment, a group of children in Sanfu school uniforms jumped up and down.

A few girls who were secretly looking at their mobile phones in the back were left behind, and they happened to see the scene on their side, with surprised expressions on their faces.

One of the girls obviously understood and poked the other girl's arm.

Another newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, so he took out his mobile phone to take pictures.

Rong Ting subconsciously turned his back to block Ran Jiu, but Ran Jiu lightly pushed her away and walked forward.

Her posture is so lazy, she walks like a noble lady, facing the high school student with eyes like searchlights, her voice is also charming and soft, "Little friend, do you know that infringing on other people's portrait rights is a crime, and photos on mobile phones need Shall I delete it for you?"

Her eyes are so cold and beautiful, even a soft and gentle voice can't cover up the cold light when she looks at the camera.

Standing behind, Rong Ting suddenly remembered the scene of Ran Jiu taming a cat one day.

She went back early that day, and when she entered the door, she found that Ran Jiu was teaching the cat a lesson because the cat was outside the litter box.

She held the cat's two front paws and talked about its crimes in an orderly manner, her voice was cold, and her eyes were indifferent and sharp like this.

Most of the time, Ran Jiu was delicate and soft to her, begging for her care and care.But now, she felt that she didn't know Ran Jiu well enough.

Ran Jiu is used to keeping quiet, and she is very lenient about many things. Only occasionally when her bottom line is really touched, she will silently correct some things, but it makes people feel irresistible solemnity.

Rong Ting suddenly realized that at home, Ran Jiu had been relying on her and trusting her for a long time.

But outside, Ran Jiu usually protects her silently.

The two girls also knew that they had been discovered. They were obviously children from wealthy families. They had never been beaten by any society, and they wanted to discuss it with a playful smile.

A girl clasped her hands together and begged: "Sister, we really like beautiful sisters, you are really beautiful so I want to take pictures of you."

Another girl held the phone tightly: "Yes, yes, we will not use it as material when we go back, and we will not spread it outside. Don't be so serious."

Everyone knows that this kind of children's guarantee is almost like a child's play. Their nature of sharing gossip is irrepressible. If you take it back, you will probably have to discuss it with your little sisters in front of the screen for a long time.

Ran Jiu looked at them indifferently, and said to the first one: "You like sister Meiyan, and you look like a little vegetable, do you think sister likes you?"

Then I said to another girl, "Why should I trust your guarantee? Do I know your parents? Or do you need me to ask your teacher about your character?"

The two girls seemed to have never been reprimanded like this before. Under her gaze, they blushed to their ears, stuttered and said sorry, and deleted the photos on the phone.

When he ran away, he was still aggrieved, and it was obvious that his lips were pouting and his face was full of reluctance.

Ran Jiu turned his head and looked at her lazily, just like the corner bathed in light when he first met on the playground, approaching her step by step.

Rong Ting suddenly felt a little reluctant to part with her, and cautiously suggested: "Let's go again?"

Ran Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

When Ran Jiu took care of her, the two simply walked and strolled in the direction of U University.

There are many courtyards and small alleys here, Ran Jiu lived here for two more years, got a little familiar with them, and introduced them to her occasionally.

Which one's deep-fried dough sticks are particularly crispy, which one is okay for rice bowls, which one has the flavor of the imperial capital, which one has particularly good snail noodles, and which one has better fruit tea.

Rong Ting heard her say these skillfully: "Did you eat less takeaway?"

Ran Jiu was speechless for a moment, then suddenly remembered that she had just opened her eyes in the morning, her body was wet, and Rong Ting was sitting next to her, seeing her waking up with a serious expression on her face, she relaxed a bit.

That way, dull and cute.

Ran Jiu was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, "Can you see if the suspender behind me is reflected?"

Rong Ting also deliberately ran to the back to have a look. Ran Jiu was wearing a dress with chiffon butterfly sleeves. The chiffon yarn at the back was a little thin, but the white suspenders were blocked by complicated patterns, so he ran back and said, "No ".

She really had a cute feeling running around, and Ran Jiu was amused.

Ran Jiu's smile is so beautiful and bright now, it reminds Rong Ting that she was sweating coldly at night, her pale face was tense in the thunder and lightning outside, her eyes were closed tightly because of fear, she didn't know whether she was afraid of the thunder or Dreamed of something terrible.

Passing by the high school, the bell inside just rang, and the sound of students reading loudly came from the teaching building near them.

Crisp, hearty, with youthful vigor.

Rong Ting suddenly remembered what Ran Jiu was doing at his age.

Thinking about it, he blurted out: "Then what happened next?"

"What happened later?" Ran Jiu asked casually, in fact, she had already guessed the direction of the problem.

Rong Ting muttered: "Well...how did your mother end up?"

In fact, she wanted to ask how you ended up?

How are you doing?

But she was afraid that such a question would be difficult for the arrogant Ru Ranjiu to talk about.

Ran Jiu looked calm, she didn't want Rong Ting to know about the rest, so she had to make up a good dream.

"She found someone she was satisfied with, and that person was okay with her. We moved to Guizhou, where I went to school."

Her tone was so perfunctory that Rong Ting said a word with difficulty: "Stepfather?"

Rong Ting didn't notice that Ran Jiu's body trembled imperceptibly.

The instinctive feeling is irresistible, and she finally couldn't hold it back, showing a trace of disgust, "I only called him uncle. He is nothing to me."

Her words were very cold, Rong Ting thought of many reunited families, facing the stepfather and stepmother's children, they were always a little bit reluctant to let go, and even their hearts would be traumatized.

Of course, you can't kill all reorganized families with one stick, but sometimes there are always many shortcomings compared to the original family.

Ran Jiu seemed to understand what he wanted to ask: "Don't worry, my mother has given me everything except loving herself too much."

She concluded indifferently and rationally: "She doesn't owe me anything."