"Anyway, let's go in first. I've been waiting for you for a long time! My butt is numb from sitting on it!" She picked up her travel bag with one hand and turned to face the door. Most people who didn't know her would think she was the owner.
"——I refuse!" The relationship between us is not at all familiar enough to come and visit at night, and is this really the kind of occasion where the so-called reunion after a long separation is worthy of a toast? But Jiaming
I couldn't think of a stronger reason for "entering a single man's room so late"
"Huh? Ah! Don't worry! I'm not expecting that kind of thing!"
Reassure me? Usually it’s a man who expects that kind of thing, right?
"Open the door quickly!"
"Oh~~~~Your room is quite refreshing," Liu Huaisha put down his travel bag next to the bookshelf, stretched his arms and turned around in the room, "It's ventilated and dust-free. Even mosquitoes are here in summer."
No? In fact, you live on the top floor just to be lazy! What will happen if you have a power outage? I can’t crawl you to death!"
Jiaming loosened his tie and said, "——Hey, how did you come to Jianghai?"
Liu Huaisha opened Jiaming's refrigerator without any courtesy at all, holding a can of Cordon Bleu in his hand, "How come? Intercity Express! The trains are now very well repaired, and it's not like Jianghai, at most
It’s a satellite city!”
"Tsk, I'm not asking you this."
Liu Huaisha rummaged around in the refrigerator and asked, "You only have beer here?" He seemed to be very unwilling to do so.
This woman is like this. Every time she asks about the core point, she talks nonsense. Jiaming grabs the beer can, "Don't change the topic, answer my question! And don't look for a drink as soon as you enter the door!"
"Oh." She looked like she was frightened by the bad attitude. She was stunned for a moment and then quickly grabbed it back, opened it with a "snap", "Me."
She took a comfortable sip and said, "I want to be -"
"——Where's the novelist?"
Novelist? Published a book? Haddou is seven old and eight years old, and he is still talking like this in his sleep
"Oh." Jiaming changed his shirt and hung it on the back of the bedroom door.
"Forget it! No matter how much you think about me, it doesn't matter!"
"I didn't say anything, okay."
"You don't need to tell me to know!" Liu Huaisha came over and stared at Jiaming's eyes, gently tapping his unnaturally tilted side face with his fingers, "It's all written on your face."
She stared at him, her expression should be called relief or something else, a teasing smile? "Jia Ming, you are still exactly the same as before."
This was exactly the way Gu Jiaming and Liu Huaisha got along when they were in middle school. She would always approach him from the side, making him unable to resist, and then she would poke his face playfully with her finger. He was one year younger than her at that time.
From the beginning, they were blushing, uneasy, and confused, and then gradually got used to it. When no one is around, it is easy for two people to have that meaning when they are together. It is exactly the same as the current situation, whether they are leaning against each other in an intimate manner.
Together, staring at each other, her expression is still teasing him
"——In that case, I won't be polite. How old are you, Senior Huaisha? I am 26, so you are 27 and you are 28 this year?"
“27 is not yet full”
"You're at this age! How dare you keep talking about your dreams or not without fear of embarrassment!"
"I'm sorry. I'm not ashamed at all!"
"Is this your excuse?! You are a person who doesn't do what you should do and doesn't take anything seriously!"
"It's not like this!"
"You came here pretending to be great while being taken care of by your parents, right? People like you just don't grow up!"
"No matter what you say, I don't care," Liu Huaisha returned the beer can to Jiaming, "I don't expect you to understand me either."
She walked to the door and put on her shoes nonchalantly, "I have no way out."
Go out without hesitation and never look back.
Click, the door lock returned to its position, and she left.
It's been like this from before. When I'm with her, I forget to ask about important things. When I meet her, I always forget to ask about how we're doing when we meet. It's only a few minutes that we meet again after ten years in a friendly and polite manner.
?
Now Jiaming didn't know what to do, so he pointed the beer can she returned to her mouth and was about to drink——
——Bang! The door was opened with great force.
"I have nowhere to go!!!!" Liu Huaisha's face turned red.
"If you know anyone in the hotel, I will come directly to you!" Why is the voice of the person asking for help louder than the person being asked for, "I know, but let me interrupt you."
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"You're 27 and you're still saying stupid things, I know that!"
"But 28,29,30"
“The older you get, the more you can’t do anything!”
"It won't accomplish anything big!"
"Whether you are dead or alive, life is meaningless, just live like this"
"At least, you have to struggle for a while! Well, I think that's how it should be!"
The two of them sat on the floor together, with their backs leaning against the bed. There were seven or eight empty cans placed on the floor. Liu Huaisha took off his turban and let his waist-length hair spread out, drinking and mumbling to himself.
Jiaming opened a can and pretended to be drunk. He couldn't get drunk with her.
"Then why did you come to me again?"
"Huh? Hee hee hee~~~"
"We haven't contacted each other for more than ten years." Jia Ming tried to keep his voice steady.
"I'm not here specifically to seduce you!"
"I'm here to put an end to this!"
"?"
"Because I don't have time anymorezzzzzzzzzzz"
It would be an exaggeration to say that she fell asleep after saying this, but it was almost as if she was dizzy with her head on her knees and nothing to do with the world falling apart. Jiaming put down the beer that he had not touched for a few sips and started drinking.
She pulled the empty jar she was still holding tightly from her hand, bent down and picked her up.
Liu Huaisha leaned in Jiaming's arms. Maybe she was really asleep, and she appeared in front of him with a completely unprepared posture. However,
Really light
Liu Huaisha is considered very tall among girls of the same age. She was taller than Jiaming in junior high school, and now she is only half a piece of tofu behind. However, the feeling in his hand is much lighter than he expected. She used to be taller.
He is active and always strangles Jiaming on his back. Regardless of his weight or impression, it always gives Jiaming a very torturous feeling.
I know what you are thinking, the determination to "must do something". I understand that you want to rely on your own strength, but
I can't say anything.
Is it she who has changed? Or me?
Jiaming gently put Liu Huaisha on the bed. Her clothes were really thin for today's temperature. The opening of her top exposed her thin collarbones and a patch of white. Jiaming spread out the quilt and covered her tightly.
, but she turned sideways, stretched out the quilt with her feet, took two vague chews in her mouth, and then stopped moving.
Jiaming found a spare blanket, sat down against the wall, and closed his eyes
One night passed, and in the morning, the sky in the distance was slightly white.
Today was not the weekend. Jiaming opened his eyes and saw that the bed was in a mess. She had left and her travel bag was not there either.
Not even leaving a note seemed like her usual style.
Turning on the TV as usual, it was just before 7 o'clock. Jiaming was slowly tidying up the room, mainly the beer cans scattered on the floor last night and the bookshelf she had messed up.
Where will she live in Jianghai from today? What will she do in the future? Does she have enough money?
While washing his face, questions like these were swirling in Jiaming's mind. At this time, there was a gentle sound outside the door.
Could it be that she is back? At least the way she blushed and said "I have nowhere to go" last night didn't look like she was faking it. After waiting for a long time and there was no follow-up, he couldn't help but walked over and opened the door and looked around.
I was holding the face towel without even realizing it.
The corridor was empty.
The movement of the door lock handle was a little abnormal and not as flexible as usual. Jiaming walked out of the door. There was a large paper bag hanging outside the door. Inside was the suit he wore yesterday when he went out. There was a hand-cut square small paper stuck to the mouth of the bag with double-sided stickers.