The drizzling rain last night didn't know when it stopped, but the sun actually came out this morning.
On the stainless steel guardrail of the balcony, water droplets shone in the morning sunlight. The fog of the West Lake in the distance was disappearing. The surroundings were filled with fragrance and fresh smells. This hazy silence made Yun Shuqian sleep very comfortably.
Her long hair was scattered on the pillow, her shoulders were exposed outside the quilt, one of her arms was also outside the quilt, and above her arm, there was another arm belonging to Song Jiamu, holding her hand.
He hugged her gently, and the two of them lay on their sides in the same direction, Yun Shuqian in front and him behind.
Of course, it definitely doesn't look like this before going to bed. Just like the previous three nights, I didn't know why it became like this when I fell asleep.
The girl moved her body slightly, and the arm seemed to feel something, so she hugged her tighter. Such tightness and warmth immediately made her behave.
She took a deep breath, her delicate collarbones rose and fell with her breath, her slender neck moved, and she hummed happily.
There was a quilt between the two of them, but when she opened her hazy eyes, she still smelled the familiar smell.
It was a big bear-like hug, a warm breath that could easily hold her in his arms. That breath was right behind her, his breathing, his thick arms, and her little soft hands.
In his palm, tenderness filled every corner of her heart.
After that, I actually slept with him holding my hand all night.
Stinky Song Jiamu! He dared to hold her like this while she was sleeping! If she knew, Bang Bang would definitely punch him twice!
Yun Shuqian didn't know what time it was, but he was sure it wasn't eight o'clock because the alarm clock hadn't gone off yet.
By observing the light, I estimate that it is not yet seven o'clock.
Although she woke up early, she was still very energetic, and her whole body was as full of electricity as the mobile phone plugged into the charger next to the bedside table.
But if she had already woken up, the reserved girl would be unable to hold herself in such a sleeping position. Her soft body gradually became tense, and her pretty face became flushed.
I want to run away, I want to hide under the quilt like an ostrich, I want to punch him twice... But I also want to continue to feel such a big bear-like hug. After all, after I go back, I can't do this again!
She fell asleep soberly, feeling the subtle physical changes between the two of them, which filled her heart with a certain sweetness.
Last five minutes! Let him hold you for another five minutes! Then get up and go home!
five minutes later.
The last three minutes! Let him hold you for another three minutes! Then get up and go home!
Three minutes later.
Yun Shuqian, Yun Shuqian, you are not the best in the world! The country has not issued a certificate, how can you do this with him! You can only add two minutes at most!
Two minutes later.
What Song Jiamu saw when he opened his eyes was this scene - the flower girl was sitting on the bed, clutching the quilt to her chest with both hands, her big eyes widened, her little face red, as if she had been bullied.
"……morning."
"Better than you! Get up soon!"
"...Then don't cover me with the quilt, huh!"
…
In the bathroom, Song Jiamu and Yun Shuqian brushed their teeth side by side.
"Why did you wake up so early today?"
"...Song Jiamu, you should ask yourself this question. I know that your hug is very comfortable because I am soft, but you are very hard and I am very uncomfortable being hugged by you."
"It's quite comfortable. Of course, you have to believe that I didn't do it on purpose. In the past two days, didn't you also...hehe?"
"Shut up, you."
Yun Shuqian raised her hand and wiped bubbles on his face.
Song Jiamu simply stopped squeezing out facial cleanser and continued washing her face with the bubbles she applied.
It was only seven o'clock, and Song Jiamu went out for a run. The route was the same as before, running all the way to Hua Ke Mi Coffee Shop, bringing two breakfasts and then running back.
There were not many people in the store at this time, so Xiaohui, wearing a maid-style uniform, came to place an order for him.
"Eh? You and your girlfriend are going back today?" Song Jiamu is still very recognizable. He has been coming to the store to buy breakfast in the past few days, and he is also a jog. He is young and handsome. The key is to bring breakfast to his girlfriend.
All the little sisters in the store recognized him.
"Yes, I won't be able to drink such good coffee when I go back. She likes your breakfast very much." Song Jiamu smiled. As long as Yun Shuqian was not around, he would tell everyone that Yun Shuqian was his girlfriend.
"There will always be a chance to meet again."
Song Jiamu nodded. There is indeed a chance. With so much time to come, he and Yun Shuqian will definitely come to Suhang to play again. He hopes that by then, he will not need to book a double room to sleep.
"These two egg tarts..."
"This is for you. I wish you success in your relationship and a happy life!"
"Thank you~"
Song Jiamu waved goodbye, and on the WeChat location sharing interface, he pressed the voice button and told Yun Shuqian Coffee House that they had received two egg tarts as a gift.
The voice of location sharing is broadcast in real time. If you don't hear it, it will be missed, but it is obvious that Yun Shuqian on the other end of the phone has been listening.
[The sister at the coffee shop gave us two egg tarts]
【So good! I just want to eat it too!】
Both of them were very happy. Although it was just two small egg tarts, the little warmth from strangers made this trip even more enjoyable.
He was not in the room, and Yun Shuqian did not wait idle. She collected all the clothes on the balcony. Before the clothes were dry, she took a hair dryer and dried them one by one.
Fortunately, Song Jiamu wasn't here, otherwise she wouldn't have spread his pants in her hands and blew them.
After staying in this room for five days and four nights, it became familiar from the strangeness at first. Looking at the messy quilt, Yun Shuqian folded it slightly, but his pillow and quilt were still not put back on his bed.
Go, she took out her phone, took a picture of the bed with pillows and quilts for two, and put it into the garbled folder.
Of course, this photo cannot be shown at the wedding, it will be embarrassing.
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thrown together.
In fact, it looked good like this. When Yun Shuqian separated the clothes of the two and folded them separately, she felt reluctant to do so. After all, after going back, she would have no chance to throw clothes away like this with him.
She also packed away all the messy things such as chargers, charging cables, headphones, and electric toothbrushes.
Along with the room card, there was also a hotel card with a rather beautiful cover, with the room number written on it. Yun Shuqian also put this card away. He always felt that it had commemorative value. To others, these were just garbage.
For her, it is still very meaningful. She is actually a very delicate girl.
When the doorbell rang, Yun Shuqian ran to open the door.
"Hurry up, take a shower, have breakfast, and then go catch the high-speed train!"
"Then you eat first."
"I'll pack my things."
Putting breakfast aside, Yun Shuqian continued to pack things.
The two backpacks were opened, and she turned the mouth of the backpack downwards and poured out all the contents.
"It's a mess, and you still say you've cleaned it up. It's all just a mess, you big lazy pig..."
She muttered, tidying up the things poured out of Song Jiamu's bag one by one and putting them back.
Song Jiamu took a quick shower, rinsed himself with water and dried himself before getting out. When he saw her emptying her backpack and organizing it for him, he felt warm in his heart.
I saw her holding something packaged in the color of a starry sky and curiously reading the Japanese text inside.
Song Jiamu's warm heart suddenly dropped to the icehouse.
"What is this? I thought you didn't bring chewing gum, didn't you say you didn't bring it... 0.02? The thinnest experience? Flexible and skin-friendly..."
The girl's voice became softer and softer, and her fair face gradually turned crimson, visible to the naked eye.
When the crimson dye reached a certain critical point, she stood up from the sofa with a sudden movement, her eyes widened and she was at a loss.
She looked up just in time to see Song Jiamu coming out. With a flick of her hand, the box of chewing gum hit Song Jiamu's head accurately.
"Ouch!"
"Pervert! Who wants to use this with you!!"
This was the first time Yun Shuqian saw the real thing, and she immediately jumped in embarrassment. She had confirmed that the packaging was intact, so Song Jiamu brought this here specially, didn't he want to use it with her?!
"No! Listen to my explanation!"
Song Jiamu picked up the chewing gum and walked quickly towards her.
Yun Shuqian was startled, screamed strangely and hid under the quilt again.
"Pervert! Song Zhutou, how could you do this! Don't think I don't know what this is! You, you just want to use it with me, right? I want to tell Auntie! I'll tell you when you're done..."
She hid under the quilt and said the strongest words in the most cowardly manner.
Even though Song Jiamu was so cheeky, he turned the color of pig liver at this time. When she saw such an embarrassing thing, he really wanted to swim home from the West Lake.
"That's not the case. I don't want to use it with you. I..."
"Then who do you want to use it with?!" Her voice became louder and she opened the quilt angrily.
"No, I want to use it with you, but..."
"You are indeed exposed! Pervert! Pervert! I want to tell aunt!"
Song Jiamu sat down by the bed, and she got into the quilt again with a sound, kicking him with her feet in shame.
"Oh, my train of thought has been disrupted by you. What I mean is... is..."
"What is it?!"
"My mother gave me this."
"..."
The air suddenly became quiet.
Yun Shuqian was sulking in the quilt for a long time, then she lifted the quilt and stared at him with a red face.
"Who gave it to you?"
"Your second grade teacher!"
"...Don't get involved with me, it's obviously you, I don't believe it!"
"real!"
"..."
"Then, why did Auntie give you this? Did you say something strange to her?"
"You know, when girls turn eleven, their mothers will give them a pair of wings, and when boys turn twenty, their mothers will give them a pack of umbrellas."
"…………"
"Of course! This is definitely not meant to be used by you, or that she knows anything! This is just a kind of education and warning in advance! You, you should understand, right?"
"…………"
Yun Shuqian stopped talking.
His breathing gradually calmed down, and his heartbeat became less intense. However, when he bumped into this thing, the blush on his face still failed to dissipate.
She understood what Song Jiamu was talking about. After all, as a girl, she also had times when her mother gave her strange things. At that time, she was very embarrassed. So it turns out that boys also receive gifts from their mothers like this?
"You, you didn't lie to me, did you?"
"That's definitely not the case. It was really given by my mother. Every boy will experience such a thing. If you don't believe me, just ask Zhang Sheng. He is famous for being single. He also has one."
"Who wants to ask such a thing!"
Yun Shuqian took out her mobile phone: "I want Baidu to see if you are lying to me. If you lie to me, you will be finished..."
"?!!Don't!"
Unfortunately, it was too late. Yun Shuqian had already searched Baidu. Fortunately, there were many fellow patients on Baidu, and she did find many related articles.
For example, "Mom doesn't mean to encourage you by giving you this box of chewing gum. She just hopes that one day you and she will reach this point and you must protect her." The words are full of maternal care and the implicitness of Chinese parents.
Yun Shuqian's face turned red again.
It felt like Song Jiamu went through her backpack and saw a sanitary napkin, and now it was her turn to feel a little uncomfortable.
"So you..." Seeing her silence, Song Jiamu cautiously probed.
"I don't want to talk to you! Put it away quickly! Don't let me see it again!"
She screamed again and got into bed. In short, she would never use this with Song Zhutou. Just thinking about it made her head smoke with embarrassment.
"Ahem." Song Jiamu didn't dare to explain any more, so he breathed a long sigh of relief and hid the life-threatening box of chewing gum back in his backpack.
Fortunately, he didn't open the package out of curiosity that day, otherwise he would have really swam back from the West Lake.
After being ashamed, the girl was no longer afraid.
She turned over and sat up expressionlessly, sat down on the sofa, and opened breakfast.
Song Jiamu sneaked closer, she turned around and glared, and he didn't dare to move.
After a while, while eating her breakfast, she whispered as if talking to herself: "Have you ever used it?"
"No, how about we try...ah! It hurts, it hurts! Don't pinch! Don't pinch!"