my roommate is my lover

I always thought that we would be good friends and continue to love each other like this. He is really a good person. He is gentle and polite, careful and conscientious in his work. He feels like a big brother next door, so I rely on him. It's a very normal thing.

However, I don't know when the track in my heart began to deviate, and I was speeding towards a direction that I never knew the end point, and it was out of control.

Every morning when I open my eyes, I can see his face. He lives across from me, sleeping calmly and quietly.

I can even clearly see his upturned eyelashes, and the sunlight leaked in through the untightened gap and fell on his face, like an angel's halo.

I suppressed my breathing and put my hands into my pants, yes, I just fucked like this.

That happened yesterday afternoon. He went to the library to borrow books, and I became a follower. We have been getting tired of being together recently. Since the promise that my home is his home, our relationship has grown by leaps and bounds. Xiaopang has already expressed it to me Obviously upset, saying that I am not mean enough, having a new love and forgetting the old love.

I took out a book of poems and handed it to him, he shook his head and lowered his voice: "This translation is not good, I will pick another one."

I curled my lips: "It's really particular."

He wasn't angry either, he just stretched out his hand and rubbed my hair. Recently, he has been doing this more and more.

I randomly took out a book and flipped through it. He seemed to have discovered something, his eyes lit up, his hands rested on the shelf next to me, and he approached me without limit.

God, what is he going to do?

I breathed hard and stood there at a loss, thinking wildly in my heart, was it a bit too sudden, but give me some psychological preparation.

When his lips were less than three centimeters from my forehead, he stood on tiptoe and reached for a book on top of my head, some dust puffed down, no one knew, I had a book at that time Thanks a lot for the damn dust.

Not only did it dirty my hair, it also squinted my eyes and ran into my nasal mucosa, taking away all the embarrassment and tension I had just now.

My heart beat faster in front of him, like a nympho girl.

Although I have no experience in love, but when the hormones are secreted, I immediately discovered this damn feeling, and I actually like it.

It's a dubious liking, not just the love of friends.

I coughed twice and reached out to rub my eyes. He grabbed my hand and said softly, "Don't rub it, it will cause infection."

Feeling his warm fingertips open my eyelids, I looked at his pretty face approaching me with tears in my eyes.

He lowered his head, leaned over, and sprayed my face with his unique breath, which completely embarrassed me.

It seems that there is no way to hide it anymore, if I stay here for another second, I will be tortured to death by this specious sense of shame.

I pushed him away and yelled, "I'm going to wash up."

Then ran away in a panic.

In the bathroom, I looked at my flushed face in a daze: "What should I do?"

Things don't seem right.

It seems that the decision I made at the beginning was correct. If I stay away from him, this kind of thing will not happen.

In a daze, he creaked open the door and came in, handing me a white handkerchief: "Wipe your face. Are you okay?"

I nodded, "Well, it's fine.

"

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Sorry, I didn't mean to. "

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It's okay, anyway, I've been hurt since I met you, and I'm slowly getting used to it.

"

He grinned and reached out to rub my hair again.

I avoided him reflexively: "Hey, if you rub your hair again, it will fall out.

"

I was lying on the bed, thinking wildly, his sleeping face was in my peripheral vision, and the temperature of my body kept rising, I had an orgasm in the memory of yesterday, and I tried to hold my breath, it felt like a mouse hiding, peeking at the sun secretly, Then quickly and dingyly drilled back into the hole.

I was embarrassed to look at him again, so I could only cover myself with the quilt, close my eyes and try to fall asleep.

Then I really fell asleep, and it was already noon when I woke up again. I lifted the quilt, and it took me a long time to come back to my senses. I actually skipped class, and no one came to call me.

There is a sense of loss that has been forgotten.

Doesn't he come to call me to class?

I got up and got dressed, and went to the bathroom to wash my underwear with the washbasin. My classmates came back from get out of class in twos and threes. Amidst the noisy noise, I looked up in the mirror to observe my dark circles. The ghost is haunted.

Just as I was thinking, my shoulder was patted hard, I shook, and the clothes in my hand fell into the washbasin, splashing water half a meter high.

It was Little Fatty. He shook his hand in front of my face and asked, "What's wrong? You didn't go to class today? Are you sick?"

I said, "Don't curse me, I just fell asleep."

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Didn't Li Anni call you? He said he would wake you up and told us to go first. "

I raised my eyebrows and said in a low voice, "No."

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It’s good for you, you can sleep comfortably, today I was called to the blackboard when I was listening to new words, and you know how bad my English is..." Little Fatty had a sad face, but I didn’t have the heart to listen to him chant, I washed the clothes casually and went back to the dormitory.

Li Anni was sitting on a chair reading a book, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the warm sunlight outside the window covered his white shirt, making him handsome with slender knuckles.

Seeing me come in, he put down the book, and I stared back before he could speak. He looked at me hesitantly, innocently.

I put down the heavy washbasin: "Why didn't you wake me up?"

He said: "Last night you slept late, I want you to rest more, don't worry, I asked for leave for you.

"His explanation touched my heart precisely, coupled with a very worried expression, I clenched my hands, I didn't know how to cover up my flustered expression, so I could only fight back with exaggerated anger.

: "You are so annoying, who told you to be emotional? Do you know that I have to make up for missed classes! I am the most fucking annoying to make up classes!!"

Xiaopang rushed in from the door, covered my mouth, and smiled at Li Anni: "This kid is not awake yet, he is talking in his sleep, I will teach him... Haha!

"

When I was dragged out, Li Anni looked at me a little indifferently, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see emotions, but those dark eyes stared at me blankly, staring at my chest. There was a panic.

I just noticed at this moment that on the table in the middle, there are prepared meals with my favorite mushrooms.