don't like me

I wanted to go back in the evening, and the proposal was broken as soon as it was said.

No matter what I say now, I can be regarded as the grass of the Lord. He can let me go back like this?

So I rejected it twice, and then gave in. I stayed in his house like a bumpkin who had never seen the world, a teacup, a mural, a photo frame, an ornament, and even the walls made me feel strange and impressive.

The strange thing is nothing else, but because this is Yang Xiao's home.

I have never been to Yang Xiao's house, and I don't even know where it is. Yang Xiao has never been to my house. We are very disciplined in this respect, so that I don't know how many people there are in his family.

He only heard a few words from him. His parents were not around. He was away from home when he was very young, and he rarely came back. He lived with his grandmother.On the way, his parents came back to pick him up a few times, but Yang Xiao didn't want to go with them. He was rebellious when he was a child, he fought and smoked a lot, and his parents didn't dare to take him away. The look of being stubborn.

When he was in college, his grandmother passed away, and his parents wanted to pick him up again, but the family relationship was not harmonious. Yang Xiao still didn't agree, he didn't accept his parents' kindness, and he didn't accept their parents' money. In his heart, his grandma is the only relative, and he doesn't want to have any relationship with his parents.

I can understand that, totally.

Sometimes I envy him, really, if only my parents were like this, stay away from us, don't participate in our lives, or die when we are born, accident or whatever.

"Where do they live now?" I asked, I had never met Yang Xiao's family, and I didn't even know what his grandma looked like, so I didn't have this opportunity.

"Living on my own," Yang Xiao was not interested in mentioning his parents, not hostile. Now that he has grown up, he is mostly indifferent, "I only know that I am still alive."

I'm not reasonable at all, I know he doesn't like to mention his family, but I want to ask: "Have you seen him in these years?"

"Sometimes we get together for a meal," Yang Xiao seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing, not very excited: "For example, New Year's Eve."

"The last time we met was during the New Year, right?"

"Ah."

I have nothing to say, I just find it funny.I am not alone in this situation with my parents.

Yang Xiao pushed open a door and turned on the light. It was not a bright white light, but a warm blue light beam, which fell on a piano in the room.

Then I walked in, and the perfectly maintained piano was placed in the center of the room, with a window behind it, the screens fluttering, and the green scene was everywhere.The rose flower is like a spirit snake coiled on the trunk, growing wantonly, and all the surrounding flowers and trees suffer, allowing it to monopolize the spring scenery, and it is extremely coquettish in the night sky.

Such a light, such a scene, who is willing to look away?I took a second look, but my eyes were not on the piano, but on the artificially planted roses outside.

I don't look at how bright its flowers are, but I appreciate how strong the intricate root system is. They can climb to any height and building, as long as they have time, as long as they are brutal.

Quite romantic.

"Ding."

There was a pleasant piano sound in the room. I turned around and found that Yang Xiao's fingers were resting on the keys. The sound of the piano can determine whether a piano is good or bad. This is another object that should be cherished.

"Can you play it?" I asked him. As far as I could remember, he didn't know how to play it, and he couldn't possibly be interested in it.

"Learned a few simple ones," Yang Xiao withdrew his fingers, "but I don't want to lose face in front of you."

It is impossible for me to sit still with such candor.After observing everything in the room, I came to the conclusion that even this house was built for this piano.

It was like a place, the music room.

I had a smile on my face. If I had a mirror, I would be able to appreciate my own expression, how weird it is.

"Do you know what this reminds me of?" I walked in front of the piano bench, sat down, straightened my back, put my fingers on the keys, pressed them lightly twice, and tried a sound.

I tilted my head slightly and said, "Come here, hug me."

Even if he doesn't understand, he will do it.

Yang Xiao came up behind me, reached out to hug me, I played a very short piece, incomplete, only the last sad note, my purpose was not here, my thoughts had already flown away, I was trying to recall my feelings, this time A hug full of warmth and desire.

Slowly stopping my hands, I opened my eyes, faced the piano, and said, "When he hugged me, do you know what I was thinking?"

I can't see the face behind him, but his strength has already told me that he understands what I'm talking about.

"I'm thinking, it would be great if he didn't have a wife, and it would be great if his wife died, so I can be in power, and I can justifiably have an affair with him, and my long-time teacher and I, shouldn't we be together today?" Has the cultivation achieved a positive result?" What a pity, what a pity all of this is, the teacher-student relationship that was supposed to happen to me ended up regretful, it makes me feel chilly thinking about it.

Yang Xiao's hands tightened a bit. I don't care about his emotions. He vented when he should have vented. What is there to be afraid of now?

"His wife won't die. If you don't like him, I won't agree." He answered me very rationally, and every sentence matched, so ah, how curious I am.

"Do you believe it?" I turned my head and reached out to hold his face, "Have you learned how to comfort yourself?"

Yang Xiao tightened his arms, pressed his lips against my ears, and brushed his eyelashes against my cheeks. After a moment of silence, he said, "I'm sorry."

sorry?

I have been waiting for ten years, and the sky has opened its eyes?Or am I hearing it wrong?Is it my crazy wolf cub saying sorry?I must be hallucinating.

I couldn't help letting out a low laugh, I shook my head, and sighed: "No apology, I love my teacher, I didn't even tell you about this, I didn't even apologize to you."

I continued killing my heart, "Know why I didn't let you in the music room? You just hit the tip of the iceberg that day, luckily he just hugged me, if he put his hands in my clothes like he usually does, you see , I'm afraid it will take his life."

"Wen Zhixing," he called me, with resentment, trying to restrain himself, he closed his eyes, adjusted his emotions and said, "Brother Xing, I apologize for my problem, don't talk about it anymore."

Well, he doesn't want to listen anymore, so I won't talk about it.

I stood up and pushed him away, and I didn't give this piano room a complete piece of music. I stretched myself, and my emotions were the same as usual. Only Yang Xiao was affected by the fluctuations caused by the words just now.

"I'm sleepy, do you want to do it tonight? If I don't, I'll go to sleep." I waited for his answer, and the light shone on his face, feeling a bit chilly and mournful.

He didn't respond to me.

"Don't talk, just don't do anything," I stepped away, "Good night."

I went to his room.

It was a bad night, I don't think it's a big deal, he's not normal.

After I went to bed, I didn’t wait long, and I was about to fall asleep. During this period, I don’t know if there were 10 minutes. It was very short. He went to bed without taking off his clothes, and his hands were on my body, which woke me up. The wet and hot kiss fell down.

I can't stand his fuss.

"Didn't you say that you should do it?" There was only moonlight in the room, and all I could see were the outlines of faces, and I recognized people by feeling.

Yang Xiao hugged me and said nothing, he seemed to be just trying to wake me up, ignored my question, and said to himself: "What do you want me to do?"

I was confused: "What?"

The cross in Yang Xiao's neck hit me in the face again.I moved it away, forget it, or hold it firmly in my hand.

"If you don't accept the apology, you can give me a way you can accept." Yang Xiao said, "I will do it."

"Why did you say this suddenly?" I was unmoved: "Did the topic just now affect you?"

He didn't answer me.

I am playing with the cross, the cold touch, is it his current mood?Should I comfort him?Well, although my consolation is quite different, "Don't take it to heart, you have to think this way, it's his fault, he cheated on his teacher, he was caught on the spot, he should apologize to me."

Yang Xiao grabbed my hand and didn't let me move. He wanted me to be serious, "Be quiet."

Well, let me be serious.

"Let me tell you this, a broken vase, how do you fix it? With tape? Expertise? Human intervention, or some good secret recipe?" Every answer is not perfect, I said: "Actually, the simplest The best way is to change it."

"I do not think so."

"Of course you don't think so, because you're afraid that you won't be able to buy the exact same vase, but you have to know that it's okay to be a little different. Even if the broken vase is repaired, is it still as stable as before? Or should you be careful when you put it there?" If you treat it, it won’t break? Don’t forget, there has been a crack, and it’s only a matter of time before the second break.”

Yang Xiao was silent for a few seconds, persuading him was not an easy task, he was stubborn and would not listen to others' persuasion, otherwise he would not force me to stay by his side.

He got out of bed, didn't know what to do, didn't turn on the light, but very purposefully, with a little moonlight, he walked to a shelf, where the light came in, by the window, I could see Seeing his movement, he took down a white vase on top.

"Crack!" There was a crackling sound in the room.

The vase was smashed on the ground by him, the light illuminated his face, but the expression on his face could not be seen clearly.

"Tomorrow I will find someone to repair it and put it back where you can see it. I will let you see with your own eyes whether it will break a second time." His voice was firm and not easy to be influenced by others, although I can't make a long story outweigh the beauty of his move.

In the middle of the night, I was stimulated by him.

With my hands resting on the back of my head and leaning against the pillow, I enjoyed his arrogant appearance for a few seconds. Sure enough, I still like the time when I can’t convince him the most. It’s like a dispute between a theoretical school and a practical school. He can always refute it with practical actions. I.

"Come here," I said.

He didn't move, he was still angry with me.

He doesn't like to listen to what I say, and I never hold back, so it's always a smell of gunpowder when we meet.

But now I am begging him.

I have desires.

I can't bear his appearance, thirty is indeed a dangerous age, I am much more like a wolf than before, so he provoked me.

Docile?I prefer violence.

"Don't get angry with me, I need you now," I sat up, impatient soon, like a widow who has been starving for many years, "Come here, Yang Xiao."

The moment he approached me, I put down my unbuttoned hands and hugged his neck.I'm so excited now, I went to kiss my lover, who can't tell whether it's new or old. Within a few seconds, his arms wrapped around my waist, pressed the back of my head, and began to respond and violence.

I was not even satisfied with the speed at which he took off his clothes, so I kindly helped, put both hands on his belt, lowered my head seriously and anxiously.

He can make me almost die on the bed, and I can also make his calm eyes instantly stained with deep desire.

"If you wake me up, you have to put me to sleep." My greedy eyes reflected the restless desire in my heart.

He and I looked at each other for two seconds, and slid the Adam's apple.

Can he stand it?

He couldn't stand it.