Mi Xiaodie froze for a long time, seeing that Tie Jun didn't move anymore, and asked in a low voice.
"You... you... you... uh... forgot, tits... tits... grandma said, ass
The great…mighty beget…beget a son!”
"Is there anything else?"
Mi Xiaodie's face turned red and her heartbeat quickened. Thinking of Chu Yao's sexy figure, she couldn't help but touch her round buttocks.
"do not move!"
Straightening up, Mi Xiaodie held down Tie Jun's dangling hand, leaned over to undress Tie Jun, and squeezed the collar in front of Tie Jun's nose.
"Smells...hehe smells good!"
There was the faint fragrance of orchids again. Tie Jun opened his eyes. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything, but his mind regained some clarity.
"Like it?"
"like!"
Tie Jun tilted his head and fell asleep. Mi Xiaodie pulled off Tie Jun's clothes, pulled up the quilt, and looked at Tie Jun quietly in the dark night.
"wait me back!"
Listening to Tie Jun's even breathing, Mi Xiaodie whispered and gently pressed her face against Tie Jun's chest.
"Bang bang bang!"
Tie Jun's heartbeat was particularly strong, and Mi Xiaodie smiled again.
"This heartbeat is like a wild horse, but you are obviously a pig, hee hee!"
"Auntie, please leave quickly, I can't bear it any longer!"
Tie Jun didn't sleep at all, he was screaming in his heart. This fragrance made him feel lost and uncomfortable.
"Dubistmein, ichbindein.
dessensollstdugewisssein.
dubistverschlossen
inmeinemherzen.
verlorenistdasschlusselein:
dumusstfurimmerdrinnensein.”
Not only did she not leave, Mi Xiaodie also started to chant German softly, like listening to a book from heaven. She didn't understand a sentence but it was really nice to hear. Tie Jun changed his perception of German as a rigid and rigid language.
This German poem is very old and appeared in Qian Zhongshu's "Fortress Besieged". The Chinese translation of this poem was written on the red sandalwood fan Miss Su took out.
Should I imprison you?
Or do you dominate me?
You broke into my heart, closed the door, and turned the lock.
Lost the key, maybe it's me, maybe it's you.
From now on, I cannot open the door. You will be locked in my heart forever.
Tie Jun had read "Fortress Besieged" and excerpted the poem into his diary. However, since he didn't speak German, he naturally couldn't understand Mi Xiaodie's state of mind.
"Good night, pig!"
After understanding this, Tie Jun breathed a sigh of relief. Mi Xiaodie did not leave immediately, but sat quietly for a while before getting up and leaving.
"Oh! It's so annoying!"
When the alarm was lifted, Tie Jun sighed softly, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a daze.
Tie Jun had a dream. He dreamed that he was walking in a maze and couldn't find the exit. Someone was shouting outside the maze, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He looked like Chu Yao, but he didn't seem to be.
There was laughter and footsteps behind me, very faintly. Looking back, there was only thick fog and a faint fragrance of orchids.
"Chu Yao, is that you?"
It was strange that even though I shouted, I couldn't hear it. The voice outside shouted even louder, and I heard clearly that it was Chu Yao, mixed with the sound of crying.
"The key is with you, I can't open the lock!"
After touching it all over, I hung the key on my chest. I threw it hard and the key flew out.
"Don't go...don't go...don't go..."
He whispered in his ear, repeating this sentence over and over again, but he couldn't tell who it was. Tie Jun reached out to touch it, and felt the ice was cold, and the chill penetrated into his bones.
"I can't open it. The lock is rusty. I can't go back. I'm whining..."
"You want to come in? Fool, don't cry, I'll just come out. Why are you coming in?"
Still unable to hear her own voice, but outside she could, Chu Yao cried and shouted: "This is my home, of course I have to go in, bah bah bah, I was wrong, I was wrong!"
"Wait for me, I'll come find you!"
"Can you get out? It's been too long and the lock has rusted. This is your siege, the siege you built with your own hands. If she leaves, she will never come back!"
In the mist, a face slowly emerged, it was Dongyu, no, it was Mi Xiaodie, it wasn't it, it was more like late autumn, it was too blurry to see clearly.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
With a flutter, Tie Jun sat up, his eyes were dark, and the fragrance of orchids was still in his nose.
"I see you keep yelling and screaming. Are you dreaming? Are you thirsty?"
The light came on, Mi Xiaodie went to pour water, and a fair calf was exposed under her purple pajamas. Tie Jun stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his face.
"what time is it?"
"It's past 3 o'clock!"
"where are they?"
"Brother Liu is staying at grandpa's place. I want to go home and you occupy the bed. I have to occupy your bench and watch you!"
Mi Xiaodie came back. Under the dim light, the silk pajamas revealed the round curves. Tie Jun coughed twice and took the water glass.
"Thank you, why are you looking at me?"
"I'm afraid you've fallen under my spell!"
"How funny!"
Tie Jun smiled and tested the water temperature. It was just right. It was warm. He drank the water in the cup in large gulps, and the pain in his throat subsided a bit.
"Really, it seems to have worked. You've been talking in your sleep!"
"That's bullshit, only a devil can believe it!"
"In Germany, ghosts are called ghosts, and you can really see the yin and the yang. I saw with my own eyes the girl in my roommate hugging her dead boyfriend."
"Where?"
"On the balcony, midnight!"
"Hahaha, you didn't jump off the building, did you?"
"Pig, you are so smart!"
"Dead...dead?"
"No, we are reunited. There is no body of hers downstairs. I saw them fly away!"
Tie Jun felt a little numb, especially in such a quiet and dark environment.
The two fell silent at the same time. Tie Jun was an atheist and had studied psychology. His knowledge told her that Mi Xiaodie might be suffering from mental illness.
"Sometimes people have hallucinations. For example, after watching a movie and feeling too sad, in dreams at night they will become the people in the movie and continue to play out the story."
"Okay, you saw through it. It was my dream. That man pursued me, but I refused. That night, he jumped off the building in my room and committed suicide. He was the same person."
"Are you guilty? Subconsciously, you think you killed him?"
"Isn't it? I said, if you really love me, just jump off from there!"
"God, are you crazy? Don't you know that men are so cruel?"
"I know, but it's too late, he's already dead!"
Mi Xiaodie was very calm and seemed to be telling a story from beginning to end. Tie Jun knew that he was unlucky and might really be under a curse.
"Tell me, maybe I can help you!"
"You are already helping me. From the first time you looked at me, I felt as warm as the sun."
Mi Xiaodie touched her chest, and the silky silk outlined an oil painting called "Whisper from the Heart", a work by the abstract master Byron.
"Haha, if he had such open eyes as yours, I might feel guilty.
It's a pity that he didn't. He was sanctimonious and romantic on the surface, but in reality he was dirty. He took four Panasonic Walkmans and slept with four girls in our class.
Haha, I thought he deserved to die, just said that, but he died unexpectedly, I thought I could cast a spell."
Mi Xiaodie shrugged, not really feeling a trace of guilt, more like the anti-Japanese heroine Zhao Yiman.
"When did this happen?"
A month ago, so that you could see me, the school asked me to take a break and come back to school when everything is fine.
What can happen to me?
I didn’t even scream, I even went to the balcony to look at his body. Am I very cold-blooded?”
"A female top student, a female engineering major at Tsinghua University, and a girl with a heroic heart. If she is not cold-blooded, it would be abnormal!"
"You...thank you for the compliment!"
Mi Xiaodie raised her eyebrows, her expression changed, but she pursed her lips and smiled, with rows of small teeth, white and neat.