this life is waiting

The separation at the gate of the community gave me a deep understanding of what it means to be reluctant to part.

When we came out of the station, we had an in-depth discussion on the topic of who would send whom.I said I would send her to the door of the house, but she said she had to send me back to her house. In fact, this is very good. I don’t mind seeing her off all the time, but it’s a bit disgusting to get out of the role.

So after playing a game of rock-paper-scissors on WeChat, we decided to ask her to send me back.

But until now I still don't understand why she sent me back after I won, and I always feel cheated.

She took my luggage from the car, and after I reassured her that I could take it upstairs, she gave up the idea of ​​continuing to send me up.In fact, I am afraid of meeting my mother. Although He Cheng can appear in sight as a classmate of mine, I am still afraid. My mother sometimes knows me very well. , may be caught by my mother.

She didn't ask me to call her frequently, and she didn't make an appointment for the next meeting. That's fine. It means that we are not really separated. Maybe one day I want to buy a mask, so I can ask her out together.

My mother probably forgot that I would be back today, and I actually wanted to surprise her in a disguised form, but I didn’t expect to see her sitting and playing mahjong as soon as I opened the door, and she looked like I was leaving high school when she saw me. He said calmly, "I'm back."

My excited heart fell from my heart to my stomach. After I pulled the box in, I gave a sigh of relief and heard her say a touch, which was very desolate.

Fortunately, my dad came out of the room, and the way he looked at me made me feel that I was still pampered.

When I got out of the car, I ate something with He Cheng, and now I am not too hungry. After my mother finished mahjong, she suddenly came over and pinched my chin, and shook it violently from side to side twice, looking at me carefully.

This look made me panic, which made me wonder if He Cheng planted strawberries on me.

Fortunately, after shaking a few times, she let go of me, stood up straight and asked, "Are you getting fat?"

After hearing this, I reached out and squeezed my face: "Are you fat?"

My dad turned his head and looked at me when he heard that, and said bluntly: "I have grown flesh."

The first conversation I just got back made me very upset. It didn’t make me feel the warmth of the family. They also said that I was fat. I ran back to the room with grievances, locked the door and sent He Cheng a video.

It took her a long time to pick it up, and first her big face appeared on the screen, her eyelashes were very close and she was scanning the camera, as if she was looking at something, then she laughed, then put the phone away, and said: "It's too close .”

I lay face down on the bed, propped my head on one hand and looked at her with my mobile phone in the other, and asked, "Is this the first time videoing with someone else?"

She nodded.

It looks like she just took a shower, her hair is wet and hasn't been blown, and the neckline is the fabric of her pajamas. After adjusting a suitable distance, she smiled at me and asked, "Is there anything you want to share with me?"

I shook my head and said no.

She smiled deeper: "So you miss me?"

I smiled, shook my head and said loudly: "No!"

She brushed her hair aside, she stretched out her index finger on the screen, and tapped the screen a few times, I knew what she was doing, she was poking my dimple, so I moved my face closer and gave her a close-up of her dimple, sure enough He heard her knock a few more times.

"I'm going to blow dry my hair, wait a few minutes," she said.

Probably I had to put the phone away. After she finished speaking, I immediately waved to her. Seeing her disappear, I was even more anxious, and quickly shouted: "Take me, take me!"

After speaking, she came back from the screen, with a helpless expression on her face: "Okay, I'll take you there."

In order to find a place to put her mobile phone, I saw her struggle for a long time, and finally took a few books and put them on the table, with the mobile phone leaning against it. She is still so beautiful in this sweet angle.

My girlfriend is beautiful in everything.

Probably because she was afraid that I would find it noisy, she turned off the mic. In the picture, she looked at the mirror and was blowing her hair from beginning to end. Occasionally, she thought of me and turned her head to smile at me on the screen.

It was as if there was the buzzing sound of a hair dryer around her, as if I was standing beside her, as if I could touch her hand and her hair by reaching out.

I used to not understand those who like to watch live broadcasts, but now I understand, I can watch He Cheng for three days and three nights without feeling tired.

Her hair dried quickly under the blow dryer, and my hands were a little sore. I changed my position and changed my hands and continued to lie on my stomach. When she put my hands on my chin, she happened to look back at me, so I turned my head and smiled at her. laugh.

This smile made her stop suddenly, and I saw her turn off the hair dryer, pursed her lips and said something to me.

I pointed to my ear: "You didn't turn on the microphone."

She pursed her lips again, first looked at me with lowered eyebrows, then opened the microphone, and said in a low voice: "Zhou Xiaoyi, if you move again, you will be gone."

These words scared me and immediately sat up on the bed by holding the collar of my clothes. She shrugged and looked at me and continued to close the microphone and blow her hair.

A few minutes later, after she finished drying her hair, she tidied up the things on the table. Just when I was still caught up in what I had just done, I suddenly saw the photo frame on her table.

Just a flash, and I belatedly screamed.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

She had already walked to the bed and asked me suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

I half-kneeled: "That photo frame, photo, can you show me?"

She blinked at me a few times, then took the camera away, but the damn thing was that it took less than a second before she took it back.

She looked at me and smiled: "Want to see it?"

I nod my head.

She smiled deeper: "I want to see myself come."

I stretched out and freaked out.

Now this He Cheng is no longer the He Cheng who loved me and spoiled me back then, how did she become like this!

So I pointed at her, raised my head and said, "Believe it or not, I'll go there now!"

She smiled: "Come on."

This kind of seduction is really tormenting. If it weren't for the suspicion of going out now, I would really go to her house like this. Apart from looking at the photos, I would also treat her well.

We chatted without saying a word. On the way, I took advantage of her not paying attention and took several pictures. Although several of them were particularly unsuccessful, they cut off her half-opened and half-closed eyes, and even a few of them rolled her eyes. , but overall, it's pretty good.

After I sent her the screenshot, she laughed when she saw it, and I looked at her suspiciously, and she told me that she also took a screenshot.

Heart!

I asked, "Why are you taking screenshots!"

She asked me back, "What about you?"

I said, "I'm just playing around with it."

She smiled, and just when I thought she was going to learn how to speak from me, she said, "As a chat background."

This sentence scared me out and took a look at the picture she sent me. I don’t know when it was taken. Maybe I was complaining about being fat with her. I laughed heartlessly, with dimples around my mouth. Very deep.

Once the video started, I was reluctant to put it down. At night, my mother asked me to go out for supper, and I took her with me, plugging in the headphones and pretending to listen to music.

My mother cooked a pot of glutinous rice balls. She said that the leftovers from the last winter solstice were too small for the family to finish a pack of glutinous rice balls. This sentence was actually very sad. I was already planning to give my mother a big hug. Dad said leisurely: "Who told you to buy so many for cheap."

Life always makes people cry, ah, how dumbfounding it is.

The process of eating glutinous rice balls was very quiet, probably because He Cheng heard the sound of collision on the other side. When I bit the glutinous rice ball skin and felt its taste in my mouth, I heard her say: "I want to eat it too."

Mom was having a hard time answering, so I only gave a few vague words of grace.

He Cheng asked, "What stuffing?"

I took a few bites, looked up at my mother, and asked, "Is it all sesame?"

My mother responded and asked me: "There are peanuts in the refrigerator, do you want them?"

After she finished speaking, she stood up immediately, and I was so scared that I immediately stopped her, "No, no, I can ask casually."

My mother forcibly took my hand away from her body: "Cook some more for you, I bought too much, I can't eat it, you can eat more."

I:……

The frightening thing is that He Cheng is still laughing at me at Mai Na. Who is it because of?

Half an hour later, I touched my stomach very full, went back to the room and patted my pockets, and heard her make a low hum.

I asked: "What are you doing?"

She replied: "Listen to you eating glutinous rice balls."

I asked, "Except for this?"

She said, "Talk to you."

I asked again: "What else?"

She whispered: "Miss you."

I pause.

He Cheng's love words always come in different ways, and he is rarely so explicit. Today's sentence, do you miss me, and the sentence just now miss you, made me a little dazed, probably separated, so far away I also miss her very much, even if I have her voice and her breath in my ears, I still want to be with her.

The winter and summer vacations during the period of passionate love are really tormenting.

I smiled, picked up the mic and put it near my mouth, and said in a low voice, "Your mouth is so sweet today."

"Really?" I heard the smile in her words, "Student Zhou Xiaoyi, can you let me out of my pocket?"

With a pop, I reached out and took out the phone. On the screen, she was leaning against the bed with a book in her hand. After hearing the rustling sound in the earphones, she turned her head and glanced at me.

It turned out that I was reading a book, so what happened to those easy words.

I like the way of exploring each other's life like this. I can hear her talking to her mother, hearing her small voices, listening to her life and her trivial matters.

Enjoyment has become a habit, and the habit lulls me to sleep. It may be that the music played on my side is too soothing. When I came back from Weibo, He Cheng had already closed his eyes on the other side.

I moved quietly, I didn't know if she was resting or fell asleep, the angle of the phone was a little crooked, she was covered with a quilt, covering her chin.

I really want to reach out and push a naughty lock of hair from her face, but I can't do anything but watch it fall out of the hair and slide over her hair little by little. The face, spread out bit by bit, and finally stopped when it touched the eyelashes.

Because of this accident, she also opened her eyes.

He hummed twice in a low voice, and by the way, also took his hair away, and the voice that just woke up asked me: "What time is it?"

How can it be like this? Is it because she has such a charming aura, or is it that I am always fascinated by her unbelievably, and the obviously very sullen pictures always make me think of something unspeakable.

I swallowed and told her, "It's almost 12 o'clock."

She kept looking at me in a side-lying position, with sleepy eyes half closed, and whispered: "My parents will go on a trip the day after tomorrow, for a week."

I also lay on my side and asked, "Where are you going?"

She laughed, sighed again, stretched out her hand and shook it in the air, I moved my face and pursed my mouth to offer dimples, and after hearing her poke it three times, I said: "Make an excuse, come to me the day after tomorrow. "