this life is waiting

Last night, I dreamed about He Cheng again. I dreamed that I went to her house, but it was not as I had promised, but I saw a lot of people in her house, parents, mothers-in-law, three aunts and six wives, all sitting on the sofa watching TV together , He Cheng introduced me very politely, saying that I was her senior sister, and then the style of painting changed, and her aunt was killed.read novels to net

I don't know what this dream means. When I woke up, I was exhausted and scared to move. I always felt that the murderer was lying next to me. I classified this dream as a nightmare.

Yesterday, He Cheng said that she would drop off her parents at 9 in the morning, so I didn’t dare to call her when I woke up in the morning, and she replied to me very late when I sent her WeChat messages. Mom looked at me, as if saying, why haven't you left yet.

Finally at 10:[-], the phone rang, and the huge three words "Memoda" flashed on the screen.

Before my mother saw it, I quickly picked it up from the coffee table.

Regarding the notes in the mobile phone, He Cheng and I had a series of discussions in the past. This discussion was mainly because I looked through her address book one day, and my note in it was the serious Zhou Xiaoyi. Button, all the notes she gave me were Zhou Xiaoyi.

There is no girlish atmosphere at all, look at me, it’s so darn, it’s Gao Lengjun, and it’s mine, as if I have three partners, ah no, it’s because she is so special in my heart.

So I forced her to change my remarks. Although changing special remarks seems very sticky, but if I don't change it, who knows what the relationship between us is.

For example, when my phone rings, it’s a call from Memoda, and you can tell me and Memoda at a glance, there is a story!

But if my phone rings, it's He Cheng calling... Oh, do you want to eat oranges?

At that time, He Cheng looked embarrassing. He rang his phone for a long time, and then changed me to "mine" under my expectant eyes.

It's really nasty, I got into her arms three times after watching her beating, and now thinking of this incident, I still want to beep three times.

The living room was completely quiet, and it seemed that He Cheng was very noisy at the other end. When he picked up the phone, the noise from the city came over immediately.

"Is 10 minutes enough? I'll come downstairs to you." Her voice was always so clear in my ears, passing through all the hustle and bustle into my heart.

I nodded and said enough, and heard her say another sentence: "I have a friend here, let's have dinner together."

After I agreed, we hung up the phone. Since every time I had a date with He Cheng, she would arrive early, so I went to the toilet, said goodbye to my mother, and went downstairs.

In order to prevent He Cheng from saying that I went downstairs too early, I got off the elevator on the second floor, and secretly lay on the edge of the window, spying secretly.After a few minutes, I saw a taxi coming in from the gate of the community.

The timing was just right, when I went out, I saw the car stopped, He Cheng waved in the car, and opened the door.

"It's really accurate, it's really 10 minutes." I smiled and gave her the bag, and she reached out to take it and put it aside.

After staying outside for a long time, a thin layer of sweat broke out on my neck, and the air conditioner in the car instantly pierced my bones. I wiped it casually with a paper towel, and heard her ask: "Did you go out early again?"

I chuckled: "It's a little early."

She glared at me, pulled out the tissue in my hand, and pressed it on my forehead. I lowered my head cooperatively to let her wipe my sweat, and heard her say, "You really don't have anything with you."

I smiled and shrugged: "You said you don't need to bring it."

After I finished speaking, I stopped by to look at the so-called other friend beside her.

We greeted each other with a smile. He Cheng had no intention of introducing each other, and the atmosphere in the car became a little awkward for a while.

In fact, I have a lot of things I want to say to He Cheng. In addition, I may dance with my arms and legs, talk about my dreams, and talk about the fun things that happened at home yesterday.

Ever since I was with her, I want to share with her everything around me, good and bad.

But in the presence of outsiders, this sharing needs to be put on hold for a while, otherwise, with my neurotic personality, my friends will think that He Cheng has found something.

In front of my girlfriend's friends, I have to show the most perfect side, whether it's for her or for me, this approach is also applicable to meeting parents.

So today's Zhou Xiaoyi was enigmatically quiet, so quiet that He Cheng looked back at me several times on the way, and even took the initiative to talk to me. After I smiled and responded calmly, I was deeply impressed by my cold aura.

What she said was eating together was not outside, but at home. After we helped prepare the dishes, my friends would naturally sit down on the sofa in the living room and watch TV. He Cheng didn't need to greet her at all.

When I was cooking, I asked for help. Although the sound insulation in the kitchen was good, I still kept the sound low and watched her put the dishes down. When I remembered the squeak, I looked at her profile and said, "Say, no need Would you like to introduce your friend to me?"

She skillfully stir-fried vegetables with a shovel and poured soy sauce skillfully, just like my mother.

"Her name is Wang Yue, Joyful Yue, my high school classmate." She moved as she spoke, even pushing me away a little with her hands.

I let out an ah, and moved forward involuntarily: "That's it?"

She turned to look at me with a smile: "What else do you want to know?"

The questions I had been holding back for a long time finally had a chance: "For example, why did she come to your house today, for example, why did she look at me like that just now, for example, why do you look so familiar."

They haven't spoken a word yet, and there is very little physical contact. There are only two possibilities for this kind of relationship, one is a very distant relationship, and the other is a very close relationship.

According to today's factual reasoning, it is the latter.

He Cheng put the lid on the pot, and finally had the time to look at me, and I actually started to thank this boring dish for a few minutes.

She answered my questions one by one: "She said she wanted to see you, so she came here today. Looking at you that way, she is probably curious about you. I have been classmates with her for six years." Speaking of which, she said: "Last time the tree Dongjun’s follow-up post was made by her.”

I pursed my lips and looked at her, obviously she didn't say anything, but what happened to the overflowing jealousy in my heart.

I pouted: "You two have a good relationship? How good is it?"

He Cheng smiled after hearing this, and reached out to pinch my chin: "Your expression is not right."

I looked up: "What's wrong with me!"

She tilted her head: "It seems to be throwing a temper."

If you lose your temper, you lose your temper, and you are not allowed to lose your temper!

She rubbed my chin a few times with her thumb, and finally let go of me. She turned around and opened the lid of the pot naturally, and a plume of smoke came out of the pot, wrapping her around.

She said: "We have been classmates for six years. Before I moved, we were neighbors. We went to and from get out of class together every day. As for the most intimate thing." She picked up a small piece of meat, blew it a few times, turned and handed it to me, "Ah."

I ate it cooperatively and heard her say, "We slept in the same bed."

You said why is she so honest, she clearly knew that I was having a tantrum now, and told me that they slept, where is her ability to change the subject, she can find anything to fool me, or make fun of me, I am so good Molesting, if she teases casually, I will surrender.

I finally realized that she said that day that she minded the fact that I slept with Yuyu, but now I care more than that. If there were no friends away, I think I would lose my temper.

The fact that cannot be changed, all she can do is coax me.

Only by coaxing me to death can I be better.

Sleeping together, they must still be chatting, what will they talk about, a gentle person like He Cheng must be soft-spoken when talking to other people, let alone at night, so that Wang Yue felt it before me How about He Cheng.

What to do, I'm so sad, but I can't be angry, I'm so aggrieved.

I pursed my lips and looked at He Cheng. Although I really wanted to experience the feeling of being comforted by my small emotions, the most important thing is the food. What if it gets mushy.

I am so virtuous to think so, to think food is more important than feelings.

So I pouted at the pot, stepped back and leaned against the kitchen door to watch her.

After she didn't need to take care of me, she quickly fixed things. After we took it out together, we started to eat. During this period, this classmate named Wang Yue looked at me frequently. Maybe she thought I didn't know, but she ignored the fact that human beings have a very powerful surplus. Light, all the truth in sight.

After the meal, classmate Wang Yue took on the important task of washing the dishes. Because I was sweating just now, I asked He Cheng for some clothes and went to take a shower. laughter.

"Not bad." This is Wang Yue's voice, which also made me stop, she laughed a few times, and then said: "You are so gentle today, where is the He Cheng I knew before?"

He Cheng didn't answer, just smiled lightly.

Wang Yue said again: "I don't want to leave now, or I can stay."

He Cheng still said in the same tone, softly: "Don't make trouble."

I nearly dropped the towel in my hand.

Don't make trouble? ! !

Last time I acted like a baby with her nonsensically, that's what she told me too, don't make trouble.

Don't make a fuss!I know all day long not to make trouble!

I let out a big breath and walked out, but what I saw was Wang Yue taking the bag on the table. When she saw me coming out, she smiled at me and waved, "I'm leaving first, so I won't disturb you."

After speaking, she patted He Cheng on the shoulder.

He Cheng sent her to the door, and when she came back, she saw me paralyzed on the sofa. She took the towel from my hand, sat down beside me, and beckoned, "Get up, I'll help you dry your hair."

Me: "Oh."

not get up.

She laughed, threw the towel on my head, rubbed it a few times very ungently, and asked me, "What's the matter?"

I snorted, spread out the big characters, and turned my head away from her: "I'm fine, what can I do, my past is all in front of you, but you, there are friends who have been hiding it, and there are friends who have been hiding it." My crush, what can I do, I have nothing to do."

He Cheng laughed out loud after hearing this, pinched my chin to force me to look at her, and said with crooked eyes, "You'd better remember what you just said."

I shrugged: "What are you doing!"

She smiled: "Don't you really want to see the photos?"

I pause.

Logically speaking, I should continue to refuse arrogantly, but I still stood up without disappointment and walked towards her room.

Just watch!