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Song Jiamu turned the door handle and the door was locked.
"Hey, open the door, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
Her embarrassed voice came from inside: "Go away! I need to pee!"
It wasn't until she saw the shadow at the door walking away that the girl relaxed and comfortably released the urge to urinate that had been held in all night.
There was a trash basket next to the toilet. Neither she nor Song Jiamu ever threw paper towels into the basket. They always felt that it was embarrassing to be seen throwing used paper towels into it. The paper baskets in the girls' toilets were even more messy.
Everything is available.
Throwing the paper towel into the toilet, flushing the water, Yun Shuqian washed his hands, opened the door, and took a quick look at the door. He didn't find Song Jiamu leaning against the door, eavesdropping.
Song Jiamu, who was sitting by the bed and playing with his mobile phone, was still frightened. Fortunately, he was a gentleman, otherwise he would have almost been caught.
The two of them stood in front of the sink and brushed their teeth together, looking at each other in the mirror with a mouth full of bubbles. Occasionally, they couldn't help but laugh when they looked at each other.
"Why are you laughing?" Song Jiamu asked.
"I didn't laugh. It was obviously you who laughed and made me laugh." Yun Shuqian said.
"Fool."
"You are the stupid one."
There was only one faucet, so when we were getting water to rinse our mouths, the two of us would grab the water from the cup one at a time, and then we would raise our heads together, gurgling, gurgling, gurgling, gurgling, gurgling!
Song Jiamu opened his palm, and Yun Shuqian took the facial cleanser and squeezed a little into his palm.
"You're so stingy! I gave you two new ones! Are you going to give me as big as a soybean?!"
"Why do boys want to wash themselves so delicately? Do they want to seduce other girls?"
"Then when my face is oily, I will rub it all on your face."
"you're disgusting."
Yun Shuqian squeezed a little more for him. This guy had a big face and used more facial cleanser than she did.
"Ah, I forgot to bring my towel in."
Yun Shuqian rubbed the bubbles on her face and went out to the balcony to put away the towel. She brought the towel herself. She uses a towel to wash her face. The texture is very soft and can absorb moisture when touched gently.
It was still raining outside the balcony, not very hard, but it kept falling, and the West Lake in the distance became hazy.
Back in the bathroom, Song Jiamu had already washed his face and pulled two paper towels to absorb the moisture on his face.
"There's still a little bubble in your bangs." Yun Shuqian said.
"where?"
"here."
She simply reached out her hand and wiped the bubbles from his bangs.
As a result, there were more bubbles on his bangs, because her hands were also covered in bubbles.
"...I think you did it on purpose?"
"No!"
A bad smile appeared on Yun Shuqian's face. She really didn't mean it. She forgot that she also had bubbles on her hands for a moment, but the consequences made her even happier.
Song Jiamu wiped off the bubbles on her bangs, washed her towel with warm water, and wring out the water.
She held up water to wash away the bubbles on her face, and when she was about to wipe it with a towel, Song Jiamu spread the towel on his palm and walked to her.
"I'll help you."
"Need not……"
"Experience it. If you don't feel anything when holding hands, try your boyfriend helping you wipe your face."
"..."
She stood obediently, and Song Jiamu put a warm towel on her face and wiped her face gently.
The corners of the eyes, the corners of the mouth, the nose, the hairline...
The towel was warm and his movements were gentle.
Now a twenty-year-old girl, she actually experienced the feeling of her father wiping her face when she was a child, with the warm towel and big, generous hands.
After wiping her face, Song Jiamu also wiped her neck.
I don't know if it was because the towel was too hot or because his movements were too gentle, but the girl blushed and stood obediently without saying a word.
"How was it? How was your experience with your boyfriend wiping your face?"
Song Jiamu put away the towel, washed it with warm water and wring it dry.
"Okay, okay..."
She was a little shy, took the towel in his hand and ran away.
"No, you are so different? You don't feel it when you hold your hand, but you feel it when you rub your face?"
"snort……"
Yun Shuqian ignored him, so she wouldn't tell him. In fact, she had feelings. Maybe she had been single for too long, and she felt she was super sensitive.
Especially to his gentleness, I have no resistance at all.
It rained all day. It wasn't heavy, but it had an impact on travel.
Song Jiamu didn't go out for a run today. The two of them stayed at the hotel together typing.
Ordering takeout for breakfast and takeout for lunch, leading a decadent life of a couple staying in a hotel.
Of course, this is not a boring thing for the two of them. Even when they are coding, they sit on the sofa with each other. If they feel bored, they will touch their arms and rub their calves, and they will immediately
You can feel excited.
After lunch, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian got into bed again.
The balcony door was closed, the curtains were drawn, the room was dim, and the two of them were about to get down to business.
"Hurry up, is it fully charged?" She looked forward to it.
"Don't worry, the battery is definitely enough." Song Jiamu took out the tablet.
"I want to eat potato chips."
"After a while, all the crumbs fell on the bed."
"I eat in small bites, so I won't fall off the bed."
"Your milk tea."
"Hey, it's so cold! If I had known, we would have ordered an extra snack."
"earphone."
Song Jiamu took out an earphone, and she turned her face slightly. He pushed her hair away and helped her put on the earphone.
The flat screen lights up, making it perfect for watching movies under the covers on rainy days.
They sat together on the bedside, with Song Jiamu holding the tablet. Because the screen was not big, their shoulders were squeezed together, and their heads were very close to each other.
This reminded Yun Shuqian of her childhood, when MP4s were available, and what she and Song Jiamu liked most was to hide under the covers with their MP4s and watch cartoons.
As long as two people get under the quilt, the light emitted from the screen can illuminate each other's faces, making the distance feel so close in an instant.
"What movie do you want to watch?" Song Jiamu asked.
"Let's fall in love." Yun Shuqian said, "Look at how other people fall in love and find inspiration."
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"Well, I've seen it several times."
"How about this one, "The Notebook," tells the story of a pair of first-time lovers who go through all kinds of ups and downs and finally reunite, overcome the obstacles of time, and finally come together to spend their lives together."
"Yeah! That's it!"
Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian had not watched it either, but the introduction and ratings immediately attracted their interest.
"Want to hold hands with me and watch?" Song Jiamu asked her.
His thoughts jumped so fast that Yun Shuqian didn't even react and said "Huh?" blankly.
Then I remembered that I seemed to be conducting a club activity "First Experience in Love" these past two days.
She pinched a piece of potato chips and put it into her mouth. She stared at the paused movie with her big eyes, seemingly calmly shaking her head and saying, "No."
"Just give it a try, why don't you give it a try?"
Yun Shuqian was convinced that Song Jiamu was very good at bewitching girls. If he had said this before this holiday, he would have been beaten into a pig's head by her.
But they happened to hold hands a lot in the past few days, and they held hands more than thirty times! So much so that Yun Shuqian got used to it. The most important thing was that when she held hands, she felt that she was really moved.
"……don't want."
"Well, I'll put my hand here. If you want to try it, you can hold it yourself."
"Who wants to hold your hand, hum."
Song Jiamu's left hand, with the palm facing up and the fingers slightly apart, was placed between the two of them, like a piece of fragrant bait, causing the little crucian carp to peek at it from time to time.
The movie started, and the two of them squeezed in and watched "The Notebook" seriously.
The storyline is still very touching and the rating is very high.
Of course, for two singles, the most exciting thing is the scene of them kissing non-stop, whether they kiss each other, kiss in the bathtub, kiss in the rain, kiss on the beach... the pictures are beautiful and moving.
When watching these scenes with Song Jiamu, Yun Shuqian felt a little hot on her pretty face, which reminded her of when she was a child and she said to him, "How about we give it a try", and then the two of them kissed...
The movie was sour, it brought back memories, and made me feel a little uncomfortable watching it.
Yun Shuqian's eyes fell on Song Jiamu's hand in the middle again.
Rapid heartbeat.
She calmly stretched out her right hand and moved closer to his left hand little by little.
But he didn't hold it, he just put it side by side with his left hand, the skin of the arm was close to each other, and the palms were facing each side.
The reserved girl can only do so much! She won’t tell him ‘I want to give it a try’ like she did when she was a child!
Fortunately, the Song Dynasty pig head is not a real pig head.
After feeling her hand on his side, his hand also started to move.
Little by little, as if he was afraid of disturbing something, he gently wrapped his palm around her, their arms intertwined, and their palms touched each other.
The girl's body tensed up, her big eyes still looking at the screen, feeling that her body temperature was rising rapidly.
She spread her fingers slightly.
So the big hand groped unfamiliarly and slipped his fingers into the gaps between her fingers until they were tight.
The moment their fingers intertwined, the two held each other's hands in tacit understanding.
In a dark room in the rain.
Two hearts are beating wildly.
The movie continues.
But no one can see it.
"Do you feel it this time?" he asked softly.
"..."
There was silence for a long time, so long that Song Jiamu thought she would not answer the question.
The girl pursed her lips tightly, but her little head nodded disobediently, and her young throat made a soft and soft sound.
"Um."
"How about we give it a try too?" Song Jiamu said.
"...Aren't you already trying it?"
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Song Jiamu's palms were getting hotter and hotter.
"That's what I'm talking about."
Song Jiamu turned the screen over.
Only then did Yun Shuqian notice that the male and female protagonists in the picture were passionately kissing each other.
After understanding what he wanted to try, the girl's cheeks were covered with a pink blush layer by layer, which stacked together into a rouge-like color and spread from her cheeks to her neck.
When he turned around again, Song Zhutou came over with his eyes closed and his mouth pouted.
The memory of her childhood became clear in her mind instantly. That evening after school, the sound from the TV became the background, the golden sunshine and sunset, she and he were leaning against each other, sitting on the floor, doing the same thing.
Kiss, his eyes widened at that moment...
"Shameless! Who wants to try this with you!!"
Yun Shuqian's cheeks turned red, she stopped holding her hand, took her hand out of his palm, pinched his lips that were leaning towards him, and pulled his mouth into a pout in embarrassment.