The lamp casts sparkling light on the water. By the quiet lake, Yahan, wearing a windbreaker, has been sitting there for who knows how long.
It was past midnight, and the school anniversary party had already ended. Yahan didn't know when she came out, and she didn't know what the outcome of the party would be. In the final analysis, she no longer had these problems in her heart.
In this remote park on the mountain, no one could be seen, and even the street lights were only sparsely turned on. She wanted to cry, but she couldn't.
I remember the year when she first became a teacher. She came back from England at the age of nineteen. Others said she was a genius. This title could not hide her youthful and immature atmosphere. Because of her family relationship, she entered Sacred Heart College as a teacher.
Teacher, she holds a very important position as soon as she comes in. People are very polite to her, but she knows what they are talking about behind the scenes. The reason why she entered here is just to be a vase. With the investment of the Zhang family, what is the job?
It doesn't matter. After all, no one cares whether she can do it well.
So she permed her wavy hair, wore old-fashioned glasses, curbed her previous carelessness, wore mature high heels and stockings, and treated everyone equally and harshly. At first, some people might think she was young.
Little girl, but she gradually lost her temper. The students knew how strict she was in punishing people, and the teachers also knew that she was never merciful in official matters. In addition, with a strong enough background and background, no one dared to mess with her. Every time
She always felt a little proud when she secretly heard people calling her an "unsatisfied old maid".
During that time, of course, there were moments of depression and dissatisfaction. Every time she would come to the pond in the back hill, she would watch the carps spitting foam in the water under the sunshine, throw down the bread foam and then rush to eat.
As she surged up, looking at the sparkling waves on the water when the moonlight was like water, and listening to the quiet sounds of the world, she could calm down her emotions every time. However, this time, it seemed that she couldn't.
Now that I think about it, I actually met Jiaming in the summer of the year when I first returned to Jianghai. When I first met, I became suspicious of his grades. As a result, his attitude was extremely bad. Ha, I later found out that that guy was actually creating
Bomb. When he encountered robbers at a summer picnic, he acted brave but hateful along the way. However, after a lot of accidents, the matter was resolved satisfactorily... In the martial arts hall, he behaved extremely cowardly, but in any martial arts competition, he would
He was just hiding, but not many people could really take advantage of him.
What a lie. From the time I got to know him to now, I thought about it carefully, but I had never really seen him clearly. How could a child who was seven years younger than me have such great abilities? How could he use a gun?
He can kill, play computers, compose music, play guitar, and play piano, and he can even perfectly dress up as a woman. Who knows what else he can do? From beginning to end, he has never shown his complete self in front of her.
But I still fell in love with him.
It has been a process of entangled illusions all the way, but when analyzed, it is a bit ironic, "I never thought of lying to you or anything..." In front of her, he told everything frankly, without any shame or guilt.
.Yes, he didn’t know his own thoughts, and he didn’t know that he liked him. There had never been any commitment or responsibility between them. They were just friends. And just when she was addicted to this knowledge, she was stupid
While waiting for him to grow up so that he could confess to him, he had already slept with two good friends, established a family, and was ready to face all challenges from the outside world.
But even if he grows up, she is still seven years older than him, and this age gap cannot be changed.
There will be obstacles for three people to be together... You should separate... It's you who are too busy... In the final analysis, all these statements are just my jealousy, but one thing is clear, I don't want to be friends with him anymore... I don't want to be just a friend,
But none of these expectations will come true one day. I am seven years older, and not only seven years late...
"...If you think about it carefully, it's obvious, isn't it? How many high school students have you seen living together like us..." I should have thought of this a long time ago, but I still stupidly thought that the three of them were just friends, the most important thing.
Good friends will never be together. Thinking that all I can do now is wait, thinking of acting like a little girl in front of him, thinking that he suddenly understands, and even thinking that maybe it can arouse his desire, for
This, I even shamefully had an erotic dream on his bed. In fact, no matter how long I wait, the one who can be with Jiaming will not be me.
"You are a wooden fish head... you are a pig..."
A low, choked cry echoed by the pond at night, poignant and trembling. Yahan stood up unsteadily and took a few deep breaths.
Perhaps many years later, when I look back on this most precious memory, I fell in love with a boy who was seven years younger than me.
Around him, he is called Brother Jiaming, like a pitiful cat...
Tears were streaming down her face. Thinking of this, she chuckled uncontrollably. She turned around and walked a few steps, when a figure appeared in front of her.
"Um?"
"ah--"
"Huh-bang-"
In an instant, Yahan seemed to subconsciously turn sideways and take action. Yahan grabbed the man's wrist, kicked with his right foot, and threw the man away with an extremely smooth over-the-shoulder throw. He struggled a few times in the grass.
Groaning and getting up, Yahan slowly put down her defensive posture: "Xu, Teacher Xu..."
Hiding behind this was Xu Mo.
"Ah..." on the waist
Rubbing it hard, Xu Mo gritted his teeth in pain, "Well... I'm sorry, I mean... Well, anyway... I saw you leaving the backstage in a very low mood, so... I followed you to have a look... I'm sorry.
…”
While rubbing the sore spots on his body, Xu Mo was busy apologizing. Yahan looked at him for a while and sighed silently.
"Well... although I don't know everything, but... don't be sad. He doesn't know how to cherish you. It's his stupidity. It's his loss. You... don't be sad..."
"Do you want to hug me?"
"Well?"
Xu Mo was startled by Yahan's sudden words. Xu Mo suddenly froze there. However, Yahan did not repeat himself. He put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker. There were still tears on his classically beautiful and demure cheeks, but he looked at him.
His eyes were extremely indifferent. Xu Mo hesitated for a moment, then gradually walked over and gently hugged Yahan's shoulders. However, three seconds later, Yahan still reached out and pushed him away, with a slight loss in his eyes.
"I'm sorry... It doesn't feel like this... If it were him, even if he just patted me on the head, scolded me, or even teased me, I would feel happy. If he wanted to hug me, I would definitely feel happy.
But when you hold me, I just feel bored. I just want to push you away as soon as possible. How can I like you like this? I'm sorry... Also, he is not stupid. Although he doesn't want me, he has done nothing wrong.
, don’t scold him..."
The voice was light, as light as the dots of light falling on the quiet lake. Yahan turned around and walked down the mountain along the road. After a while, Xu Mo shouted: "I will not give up!"
However, there was no response. Yahan just walked quietly, walking into the light of the street lamp, then immersed in the darkness, and walked towards the light in the distance...
Xu Mo followed her slowly, and the two of them went down the mountain one after another. After the school anniversary party dispersed, the campus became very quiet. Only the office building in the distance still had rooms with lights on. After passing the playground,
, a fat man who seemed to be out for a walk found Yahan and came over. He was the principal of Sacred Heart College. The "record" of this school anniversary was good. Yahan had put in a lot of effort. Although it was already early in the morning,
But in the past, Yahan had the habit of working hard. At this time, Fatty hadn't seen Xu Mo behind him, so he came over with a smile and asked her if she wanted to see the ongoing statistics. However, when he got closer, he saw Yahan's face.
His expression and the tears on his face made him look a little embarrassed. Smiling, Yahan shook his head.
I'm lovelorn and want to take a vacation. In the stunned expression of the principal, Yahan said lightly. I'm sorry.
"... When the train entered this strange city, it was neon lights that I had never seen before... Has anyone ever told you that your singing is difficult to listen to? Has anyone ever cried when you sang..."
"It's hard to make people cry when you sing, Shasha, help me beat him!"
"good!"
"Wow... have mercy on me, Lingjing, you asked me to use a song to express my feelings... Don't bully others too much, you two perverts, don't think I can't deal with you..."
Bang bang bang...boom boom boom...
A man and two women rolled around on the big bed and got into a beautiful melee. The fight turned upside down. However, after the two girls were stripped down to their underwear, the fight came to an end temporarily. Today is
It is the day when Shasha comes to her aunt, and according to the recent habits of this small family, when a girl reaches her menstrual period, another girl often rests with her to show the virtue of sharing blessings and sharing hardships, although they are not very fond of blessings.
The definition of Henan made Jiaming a little bit embarrassed. Because they defined these few days of rest as days of happiness to celebrate that the two pure underage girls finally no longer have to be played and humiliated by Jiaming. As for the other times, naturally
It is the Good Friday when they use their bodies to please the tyrant Jiaming.
"By the way, when Lingjing came on stage, what did Sister Yahan ask you to say? I saw something wasn't right about her expression at that time." When Jiaming was putting on her shoes, she hugged Lingjing on the bed.
asked Shasha together.
"Well, things are a bit troublesome, but it shouldn't be a big problem." Jia Ming frowned and smiled, "She found the condom next to the pillow, so she probably knows about our relationship. She asked me to ask, and you guys also
It’s just that she is a teacher, so she is quite angry about these things.”
"Ah..." Lingjing's eyes widened, "Then...then what did you tell her? Did you say you were with me or with Shasha?"
"I confess." Jiaming shrugged.
"Frank, confess!"
"Well, we are so familiar with each other. It's okay to say we are best friends. I think it's okay to confess. If others have questions, she can help us cover it up."
"But but but but but but but..." Shasha said incoherently, "She...how is Sister Yahan's reaction? You...how can you confess!"
"Well, the reaction... I think she was very angry." Jiaming smiled, "She thinks that I am a philanderer and will harm you for the rest of your life. She also said that it will be very troublesome for the three of us to be together. In short, it will be difficult to accept it.
But once she figures it out, the problem shouldn't be a big deal. It's okay, just sleep well, I still have to do a procedure."
After kissing the two of them on the forehead, Jia Ming turned off the light, smiled and opened the door to go out to the balcony. He faintly heard that the two people on the bed were already talking in whispers. When he opened the door of the small room on the side, Jia Ming sat down
Before, I started to make an anti-virus or patching program for Panda Burning Incense. The virus was just to clear the specific data of the Internet war during the day. It didn’t matter if it was too perfect.
It took more than an hour to compile the program and send it to the Internet in the name of "Snow White Boar". Jiaming took a glass of boiling water and walked to the balcony. There were not many stars in the sky, and the street lights on this street had basically been disturbed.
After the people were smashed, a few self-organized patrols could be faintly seen coming in and out in the dark to prevent the Yongsheng Gang from cutting wires and cutting water pipes at night. In the distance was the light of Sacred Heart College, dotted with
Bit by bit, they formed a huge outline of the school. Taking a sip of water, he thought of Yahan today and many things in the past.
Light footsteps came from behind, and then there was a click and a "buzzing" vibrating sound. The massager pressed on the back of his neck, and then Lingjing's soft limbs hugged him gently. "Are you done?
Comfortable?"
"Hmm. Sha Sha is asleep?"
"Um."
Stretching out a hand backward, Jiaming gently hugged her, and the two fell into silence while cuddling. After a long time, Lingjing asked softly: "Jiaming, tell me...does she like Sister Yahan?"
You."
"Oh, why do you ask that?"
"I don't know...but Shasha and I think it's possible. You also said that we are so familiar, and Sister Yahan is usually very close to you. She used to bully you, and you like to bully her now, um..."
"Haha, don't be joking. Sister Yahan is seven years older than me. It's impossible even if you think about it."
"Of course it is, but..."
"It's nothing. Think about it. Sister Yahan came back from studying abroad. Her family is in good condition, she is beautiful and has temperament. There is no way she would like a little guy like me. I like to take naps in class, and I am not a good person.
I am gregarious, many people don't like me, I am self-admired, weird and difficult to deal with, uneducated and unskilled, and most importantly, I am not handsome. Even if I am the same age as her, you will find this combination strange... You see
, if there wouldn’t have been that stupid thing between us, would it be possible for you and Shasha to like me now?”
"Haha, it's hard to say..." Lingjing chuckled softly, "I think now, even if that didn't happen, Shasha and I would have to be ruined by a big pervert like you sooner or later, and we would have to be willing to have two women serving the same husband.
"
"That's just your idea of causing an effect. After we have the relationship we have now, it's easier to look at others in a positive light. In fact, in the eyes of others, I'm probably nothing."
After a brief silence, Lingjing hugged Jiaming's body tightly and muttered: "No... no matter what, I will always think you are good, you are the best..."
"Ah……"
"Also...did I really not sing well today?"
"Nothing, I'm just kidding, you sing very well."
"Hee, if you can talk..."
In the darkness, the voice sounded clearly.
"...With gorgeous appearance and gorgeous lights, I am a merry-go-round in this paradise..."
The night breeze is cool, singing softly...
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First of all, let me make it clear that this is a YY book, and this will not change, just as Taiwan is an integral part of the territory and will not change. Therefore, MM always gives the protagonist what to push. This is a problem.
Then I said that I attach great importance to the portrayal of human nature, so there will never be a situation where Yahan likes Jiaming, and after reflecting on it, she immediately said to Jiaming: "I can't live without you, so let me, Lingjing, and Shasha share the same husband."
In the plot, Yahan is an independent woman in character, unlike Marilyn, so how to make her ignore the influence of Lingjing and Shasha, and being together with Jiaming will inevitably form a story that is shocking, impactful, and interesting.
Struggle, and then there will be changes. Every woman here must go through various mental processes if she wants to push back.
In fact, speaking of it, Marilyn, Lingjing and Shasha are not considered pushovers. They all have longer growth, and then there will be better, exciting pushbacks as the climax. So speaking of it, Yahan is considered the first
This is a female character who has intensified the conflict in this book. I don’t want to overthrow her to be ordinary.
Some people say that urban writing is difficult to write because there are too many rules and regulations in reality that are too difficult to break. Simply put, the rationality of urban harems is quite difficult to realize, but I will not write "Nowadays, all capable men have three wives and four concubines.
So find us more sisters." How to reasonably achieve this harem is my performance. No matter how clichéd the plot of this book is, I don't think you can guess it yet.
Finally, the early part of the high school chapter is far away from the dark world, and it may look more like a romance novel. The name of this volume is Youth at that time. In fact, everyone will have such a stage. The early part of our lives is simple, similar to hidden murder.
The beginning, then youthful, like the present of Hidden Killing, chaos after contact with society, and finally mature and complex. I have been out of the youthful stage, but I still remember the feeling at that time, maybe you will write about the later stage of Hidden Killing
I will also recall the feeling at this time. We were in a certain school, liked a certain girl, and didn’t know what to do. Of course, Hidden Kill is relaxed and YY from beginning to end, but the feeling will definitely change.