this life is waiting

If you look at it from the outside, it will be a long time, but as Zhou Xiaoyi himself, this kiss is very short.

When she let me go, I hugged her almost shamelessly, wanting her to do it again.

I opened my eyes and looked at the person in front of me. After she licked her lips a few times, she reached out to straighten my hair. Her cheeks were rosier than before. I subconsciously imitated her appearance and licked my lips, feeling her reach out and put her hand on my chin. and said, "You're blushing."

I laughed, pointed at her face, and said loudly with an unconvinced attitude on my face, "Your face is even redder!"

She smiled deeply, reached out and rubbed my hair a few times, but didn't let me tidy it up, and hugged me directly.

Same as last time, maybe she likes to rest her chin on my collarbone, and I also like it, this kind of touch between bones is also close to the skin.

She moved her chin and said, "We are together."

Yeah, we're in this together.

I laughed.

I was very happy, even a little excited, and I felt that she should be very happy too.

Pack up the things in the class, lock the door and we leave together. Usually at this time, such a long and unlit corridor scares me very much. I walk while singing, and sometimes even run exaggeratedly. .

I still remember that once I just read a suspense novel and drew a blackboard newspaper the next day. On the way back, a blackboard eraser suddenly dropped by a class almost scared me out of my urine.

At that time, I ran with all my strength, and finally met people on the road, and they looked at me as if they were looking at a brainless person.

Why do I have to think of such a thing at such a warm moment, it is really stupid.

In order to ease the atmosphere, I randomly picked up a topic and mentioned it from time to time. She still listened quietly as before, and occasionally said a word.

Just when I was talking about the funny things that happened in my sophomore class, she stopped suddenly, and I stopped too. She glanced at me and said, "Hold hands."

Before I could react, she raised her hand and grabbed my hand that was frozen in the air because of gestures, held it, and put it in her pocket.

We continued to walk, and after a few steps, she asked, "The male classmate answered the phone, then what?"

I came back to my senses, and said a few times: "Then, the other end of the phone happened to be asking him questions, and the teacher was also asking us questions, and then, teacher, that boy, the teacher said."

What the hell am I talking about...

I sorted it out and spoke again: "The teacher happened to ask us if the problem on the blackboard had such a solution, and the classmate who answered the phone just said yes."

Ha ha ha.

It's not funny, I don't think it's funny either, but it was really funny at the time, so to laugh at something like this, you must not only pay attention to the material of the joke, but also divide the time and place.

There used to be a eunuch, but now there is no more.

It's not funny after listening to it for a long time.

As we walked, we came to the small road last time. At the fork in the road, we glanced at each other. This glance reminded me of our conversation on the small road. I said that if she has a partner in the future, she can take it for a walk, remember I have done it.

Now, let me remember this work for myself. Although it is not in line with the status quo, I still want to sigh that good luck tricks people.

Unfortunately, the path can only accommodate two people, which is really a good design. We held hands and walked side by side. It was only spring, and the bugs were still sleeping, and the road was very quiet.

I don't know if she has thought that we walked here together in the past, but when I thought she liked it too, she suddenly said at a corner, "I will accompany you here for the last time."

I froze and turned to look at her: "Why?"

She pursed her lips slightly and said, "Tang Shuo brought you here."

I pause.

She continued: "Although he helped me, I don't like this person."

I let out a long oh, in order to show that she and I were on the united front, so I also said angrily, "I don't like him either!"

He Cheng laughed softly after hearing this.

So because this road was introduced by someone who didn’t like it, I didn’t want to come. I understand this truth very well. Although it is very unreasonable, most people will associate it with a person because of something unpleasant. , tied up one does not like.

The road doesn’t look like much now, there are no street lights, it’s pitch black, the grass hasn’t been tidied up for a long time, and I don’t know if there are any dogs defecating in it.

I really want to stick my head over her arm and say yes, yes, I will not come again, but this kind of behavior is too intimate in my opinion, I think we are just getting together, everything should be done step by step.

So I followed my tone just now and said, "I won't come again."

But after thinking about it, why do you feel that rubbing your face is too intimate after kissing?

What is closer than a kiss?probably...

Ah, this kind of thing really needs to be done step by step.

Maybe because I thought of some colorful pictures, my face suddenly burned badly. In order not to let He Cheng find out, I still kept my original movement and speed and continued walking.

After walking out of that path, we are not far from the dormitory building. Although we have slowed down our pace, the time will always pass.

Because of holding hands, the temperature of our hands has reached the same temperature. On a long staircase, she suddenly said: "There is a problem."

I almost fell off because of this sentence.

This foreshadowing was really caught off guard, and this foreshadowing also foreshadows the next problem, which is not an ordinary problem.

Sure enough, she asked, "When did you like me?"

I suddenly looked back at her, pursing my lips.

I thought about it, and with a hey hey, I turned my back on the customer: "When did you like me?"

She looked at me with a smile: "I asked first."

I snorted: "But I want to know first."

She still said, "I asked first."

Her expression told me that she must let me speak first about this matter.

It's rare that she disagrees with me in one matter, and she doesn't regress like this. Although she is not like her usual, she is very cute.

So I compromised and said honestly: "Maybe last semester."

She was thoughtful, and her pace obviously slowed down a lot.

I cooperated with her thoughtfulness, and also slowed down a lot, and heard her say: "Is it last semester?"

I hmmed.

"After Christmas?" she asked.

I was surprised, and blurted out: "How do you know?"

She lowered her head and smiled, "It's obvious that you are hiding from me, I thought..." She paused, and her smile deepened: "So it's because of this."

Before I could add another question, she sighed and asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I stuck out my tongue: "I'm sorry, I was very confused at that time, I felt like I liked it, but I didn't. Besides, don't we have to be careful about this kind of thing, we are still the same sex, so we have to be more careful. Besides, I don't I know if you like me or not." At this point, I turned to look at her, poked her shoulder a few times and asked, "What about you, when did you like me?"

It's also a rare time that I didn't let her turn the topic around. It can be seen that couples really care about this kind of thing, when they like it, why they like it, how much they like it, and whether they will always like it.

She didn't evade my question and said, "Before you."

I withdrew the hand that poked her and bit it with my teeth.

If you are earlier than me...

I groaned, looked at her maliciously, and raised my eyebrows: "You must have fallen in love with me at first sight."

She was still frank, but there was a hint of teasing in her words, and she said, "Yes."

This confession made me think back to the scene when I saw her on the first day of school, but I thought I was very sloppy that day, because of the weather, I sweated, my bangs were smeared, and I was dressed casually. A pair of slippers on the feet.

Could it be love at first sight like that...

I pursed my mouth and turned back to stare at her, squeezed her hand hard, gritted my teeth and said, "Liar!"

She smiled after hearing this, and without any explanation, she suddenly turned around and kissed me unexpectedly.

I:……

The word addiction is very magical. Some people are addicted to cigarettes. They like the feeling of smoke entering their mouth and lungs. Once they touch it, they don’t want to stop. In addition to smoking addiction, there are other rare and strange addictions.

For example, some people like to touch beard stubble, some people like to grab tissues in their hands, some people like the feeling of being held down by bones, some people like to stick needles into flesh, and some people like to smell strange smells.

For example, Zhou Xiaoyi likes He Cheng to kiss her.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to make me nostalgic. If the time and place allowed, I might go crazy and want to kiss her for three days and three nights without stopping.

It was very late at night, and I occasionally passed by a few classmates, some were lovers, and some were walking with me. We were two insignificant ones in the crowd, very small for this school, and even smaller for this world.

But from my point of view, my happy mood tonight is big enough to cover the whole world, which is more than enough.

Although the footsteps are steady, but the heart is about to fly.

The moon hangs high, not on the first day or the fifteenth, in the sky neither curved nor round, the golden light makes the surrounding stars look elegant and colorless, and it even hides like a shy child when passing by a big tree.

We just walked like this, feeling very happy without saying anything, because her delicacy makes the whole body delicate, this kind of mood is like all immovable plants, all anthropomorphic, laughing with you, and you Say hello and congratulations.

Let me tell you, you two are a match made in heaven.

Many people like scenery, and they also like to describe scenery, photograph scenery, and everything related.Writers love it, photographers love it, and directors love it.

In addition to its beauty, it can also play a time-filling effect. For example, when you watch an episode of a TV series, when you look back at the end, it seems that there is no specific content.

But that's it, insert some memories, insert some irrelevant conversations with others, and then insert some scenery.

One episode, and it's over.