[Comprehensive British and American] 280 days of tragedy

Ye An wanted to tell the professor what happened last night, so he got up early and changed his clothes in the bathroom. Fortunately, the temperature is a bit cold today, and wearing long sleeves is not very conspicuous.

She carefully stared at herself in the mirror, put her hair down, and after making sure that there was no trace, she nodded in satisfaction and planned to go out.

As soon as she put her hand on the doorknob, the door opened by itself.

The upper body of Harry behind the door was naked, and the red mark she accidentally scratched last night could still be seen on his chest, and an ambiguous color bloomed on his fair chest, his lower body was simply wrapped in a sheet, precarious as if he would easily drop.He looked dissatisfied at Ye An's well-dressed appearance, frowned and asked her, "Where are you going?"

The tone is like a resentful woman asking where her husband is going late at night.

I don't know why I feel a dull pain in my neck, "I'm going to find Professor Xavier."

"It's too early now, you can stay with me for a while longer." Harry asked confidently regardless of the facts.

...It's nine o'clock.

Ye An's expression seemed to be drifting, she really didn't want to stay in the room anymore, the battle situation last night frightened her a bit, Harry did it three times as if he knew the taste by taste.

At first she didn't feel anything, but later she felt something was wrong, why did he look like he didn't want to sleep at all!

"Aren't you tired? You barely slept last night." Harry softened his tone, took a step forward, approached her carefully, and blocked her in the bathroom with his hand.

Ye An immediately stood up straight, leaned back against the wall, and said cautiously, "I'm not very tired."

"Really." Harry smiled, his blue eyes flashed a gleam, he lowered his body, and quietly wrapped his arms around her waist: "Then I think we can do it again."

She was frightened by Harry's direct words, and she was in a bad mood.

He has already lowered his head to kiss her lips, sucking and kissing her soft lips dissatisfiedly, resting his palms on the back of her head, pressing towards himself forcefully, the tip of his tongue passing through the gap between her lips, and poking it in fieryly , can't wait to get entangled.

"Wait...um." Ye An's vague voice was blocked, her fingers drew a few red marks on his back, she heard the sound of Harry tearing something, the bed sheet fell on the bathroom floor, the water The traces gradually erode the white fabric, leaving dark traces.

Harry turned on the shower in the bathroom, and the water dripped out, drenching the two of them thoroughly.

The black T-shirt clung tightly to his body, and he moved away a bit, his blue eyes full of the smile of a successful prank.Her eyes didn't dare to look down, she could only glance around randomly, but Harry didn't care whether he was naked or not, he held her in his arms when she didn't know where to look, and took her with him. Into the bathtub.

"Harry!" Ye An was caught off guard and thrown into the water, his fingers frantically grabbed the edge of the bathtub, and his black hair was stuck to his neck, like a cat that accidentally fell into the bathtub, trying to escape in embarrassment .

The school's bathtub is an automatic sensor, and water will be released when she sits in. She can already feel that her pants are slowly being eroded by water.

Harry grabbed her wrist, knelt in front of her, pressed her against the edge of the bathtub and kissed her, the warm water flowed between the two of them from time to time, Ye An couldn't help sliding down, Harry held her tightly She stretched her arms into her waist, lifted her clothes up, and the skin of her waist clinged to her without any gaps, and the hot body temperature was passed from the man to her.

"Stop making trouble." Ye An struggled to support his shoulders, trying to prop himself up.

"It's all wet anyway, how about taking off your clothes." Harry let go of her lips, panting in her ear and suggested, his voice was strangely hoarse, and he kept pecking and biting the spot behind her ear as he spoke. Small patches of sensitive skin, addicted to her breath.

"You let me go first?" She was silent for a while, trying to persuade.

She's really not good at hiding her intentions, Harry thought with a sigh, wrapped his fingers around her black hair, kissed her deeply on the neck, and refused vaguely: "Don't even think about running away."

A pain in her neck, which contained a threatening meaning, made her stop struggling, "I'm just going out for a while."

"Now?" He straightened up, his blue eyes were deep and full of emotion, "I don't want you to go out like this."

The black hair is tightly attached to the white neck, and the water drops are slowly falling from it, skipping the crimson marks, and on the top are the rosy lips after being loved so much and the pair full of tears. Misty black eyes.

You don't realize how ambiguous your appearance is, like a red poppy blooming in the water, crazily attracting the attention of all men, with a glamorous and innocent appearance, which can easily destroy other people's reason.

Ye An looked at the increasingly serious color in his eyes, and felt a sense of danger as he grabbed the edge of the bathtub.

"I can change clothes, so I won't go out wet." She hasn't figured out the situation yet, trying hard to avoid the next fate.

"Of course." Harry leaned close to her, smiled happily, and brushed his fingers over the corners of her eyes, "After we're done, if you still have the strength."

As he spoke, he quickly tore off her T-shirt. Ye Anchao wanted to run away, but this thought never disappeared from her mind, but Harry's actions clearly told her that even if he escaped this time, he would still be the next time. Can't escape.

All the clothes were thrown out of the bathtub, and the water droplets also spilled onto the floor with the movement. Harry pressed her waist and occupied her while she was panting.

He kept kissing her as if he knew the taste, to repeatedly confirm that what was in his arms was not a dream, love was always accompanied by desire. Desire burned in the soul, as if to turn everything into ashes, the scalding was unbearable .

The wet kiss kept causing pain on the skin, Ye An frowned, and grabbed his shoulder with his fingers, not knowing what he wanted to get after such constant demands.

The surface of the water was violently floating, bumping against the edge of the bathtub, small gasps and voices continued to escape from her lips, Harry kissed her chest, her rapid heartbeat echoed in her chest cavity, beating because of him.

When everything was over, Ye An didn't want to talk any more, leaned against Harry's arms, and let him play with her fingers behind her, wet fingers intertwined, this kind of hug with strong desire for control, he was so handy .

The bathroom was foggy and warm almost drowsily.After a period of nonsense, now both of them are dripping wet, the black hair sticks to the body, and is occasionally pushed away by the man's fingers, the skin hidden under the hair has a rose-colored mark, ambiguously exuding a trace of floral fragrance .

The man behind him became a little lazy after being satisfied, and his breath was long like a big cat, leaning on her body, tyrannical and not letting her go anywhere.

Ye An moved, and he immediately tightened his arms vigilantly, as if he was afraid that she would run away, his chest was pressed against her back, and he almost rubbed her in with all his strength.

"Hmm." Ye An was strangled unexpectedly, stretched out his hand to grab his arm, and said helplessly, "Let me go, I won't leave now."

The people behind let go of her when they heard the words, but they still circled her and did not relax their vigilance, "What are you going to do."

She leaned back weakly, leaning against him to express that she had no intention of getting up, "The decorations on the wall fell off."

Harry looked down, and saw a white half-mask on the edge of the bathtub, which was probably wiped off during the mischief just now, lying alone on the ground, pale and almost integrated with the floor tiles, with a strong sense of loneliness feel.

With one arm around Ye An, he straightened up and pinched the mask.

"Are you hanging a mask in the bathroom?" Harry's voice was a little strange, and he probably had never seen such a strange habit of Ye An.

"It was hung by Orolo." Ye An took the mask, shook off the water droplets on it, and explained.

"The white-haired Greek." Apparently, Harry had a deep enough impression of this person, and he still remembered her appearance after seeing her once.

"It's her." She nodded, "Halloween dress-up school, she hung the mask in the bathroom and forgot to take it away. Later, she remembered it and thought it would be good to hang it here, so she kept it here."

"It's really random." He smiled, and his fingers climbed up his arm again, holding her wrist, and moved towards his face, the mask fit tightly on his face.

The golden-brown hair was covered with water vapor, and the water droplets fell from the tip of his hair to her wrists, winding all the way to her elbows, letting the water droplets freeze silently as if to witness the passage of time.

The mask was attached to his face, and the mask was accompanied by pale skin that was almost the same as it. Those light blue eyes showed the color of inorganic glass against the white background, and the lips were as bright red as if they had just been stained with blood. So wet, he pursed his lips slightly, "Say you share with me the only love in your life, guide me, and save me from the lonely life."

The distance between the two is very close. When he spoke, his warm breath intertwined with hers, and his eyes looked into each other's eyes, unable to move. Something was leaking from each other's eyes, and they were naturally attracted to each other.

That's the song in the Phantom of the Opera... the song the Phantom sang after "Triumph of Don Juan" was unmasked.

Ye An stretched out his hand to remove his mask, and the golden-brown hair fell down. She approached, "Let me set you free, and let the day take away your tears. I am here, by your side, with you, Guard and guide you."

"This is Raoul's aria." Harry dropped the mask in his hand, pulled her over, and said with a sinister smile.

"Maybe it's because you are more like Raoul." Ye An touched his golden-brown hair, which was hanging down softly, which did not match his tough personality at all.

"No... I'm more like a phantom." Harry's voice was very soft, and he didn't worry that she couldn't hear clearly from too close a distance. He looked at her intently without blinking, and remembered her every reaction in his heart.

Ye An's fingers slid down and rested on his cheek.He didn't hide, and let her touch, the overly young and handsome face under the scattered golden brown hair was a little gloomy, and there seemed to be darkness gathering in his eyes, every time he put away all his expressions, the smiling face was covered by At the moment of deprivation, the only thing left in the end is the cold scrutiny in the pupils.

"But I'm not Christine."

"Of course you are not." Harry pursed his lips slightly, and responded obediently without hesitation, "But will you fall in love with the Phantom? The me under the mask."

When the truth is revealed, will you still love me?

The cold atmosphere condensed inch by inch with Ye An's silence. She moved her hand and wanted to take it back, but Harry pressed him down hard, making her think that he wanted to crush the palm of his hand.

"No matter what kind of person I am, you will always love me." He softened his tone and asked innocently, "Right?"

He is asking for guarantees, as if he is afraid that there are not enough chips on the scale, and he will be easily overthrown. He is constantly trying to increase the weight on his side, to ensure that he is definitely the winning side. Before that, he did not It's easy to be honest with yourself.

"Harry..." Ye An felt that there was a throbbing pain in the depths of her chest, and the sadness was constantly spreading in her heart. She didn't understand how to create his character and hide herself in the deepest mountain. In Yuanzhong, he would rather not see a ray of light than set foot in the strange world outside, tightly protecting himself, "I will."

Harry showed a smile, and relaxed his eyebrows and eyes. He looked like a child who got his favorite toy. The childishness on his face was obviously reminiscent of him. In fact, he was only a 20-year-old young man.

He embraced Ye An, as if embracing his most important treasure, and slowly and carefully left a cool kiss on the corner of her lips, whispering: "I love you."

Ye An raised her hand, and there was a splashing sound from the water. She hugged him, raised her head and pressed her lips on his, trying to pass her warmth to him.

After a while.

Ye An suddenly backed away, and said a little weakly: "I really want to find Professor Xavier."

"Yeah." Harry replied.

So you let go!

She pushed him vigorously, grabbed the bath towel to cover herself, and finally left the bathtub successfully when the other party withdrew his hand mercifully.

Wrapping the bath towel casually around his body, Ye An picked up the messy clothes that were thrown on the ground, tidied them up and put them aside, looked back at Harry, who was still lying on the edge of the bathtub and looked at her, and said, "I'll be back soon, the table There is a computer, and you can use my computer to work on documents."

Harry relaxed his arms, looking as relaxed as a model in a magazine, his blue eyes were finally not covered by the haze, and the clean ones were clearer than the sky, "No password?"

"No." She didn't have the habit of setting a password, and in fact there was nothing in the computer.After walking two steps, she walked back worriedly, and said to Harry seriously, "Don't soak for too long, it's not good for your health."

"Understood." Harry pulled Ye'an's hair and chuckled lightly, his side face was indescribably soft under the light, "If I don't leave, maybe I can't help but keep you here."

Ye An immediately stood up and rushed to the bathroom door, not even caring about the water dripping on his body, he wanted to run out.

"Ann." Harry suddenly called her when he was about to leave the door.

She turned around.

"Come back early." His expression was very serious, as if he had made a decision.

Ye An nodded, opened the bathroom door and stepped out, afraid that he would drag him back if he stayed for another second.

The author has something to say: Do you think there are a lot of children's scooters?

Speaking of which, I posted the ending to the group for my friends to see, but I was sprayed bloody... I decided to change the outline again...