Girlfriend Handbook

Deliberately responding to Ye Pei, Su Qiuyin immediately felt better, drank the wine in one gulp, greeted Ye Pei and left the bar.

The alley out of the bar is one of the main streets of West Street. It is already ten o'clock in the evening. Compared with when we first came here, it is very lively. Under the dim lights, there are barbecues and fruits on both sides of the street. And all kinds of snacks, full of fragrance, the streets are full of newly enrolled students, couples shopping hand in hand, and residents nearby who come out for supper.

Su Qiuyin walked out against the crowd, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a fruit shop by the side of the road, paused and walked in, picked a watermelon the size of a leather ball, and carried it back to the dormitory.As soon as I arrived at the stairs, I saw a girl standing at the door of the dormitory, holding a paper and a pen in her hand, as if she was talking to the people in the room. Su Qiuyin walked over, and both of them looked at her. The girl said something "All here now?" Seeing Jiang Wanqing nodding, she scratched the paper and left.

"What are you doing?" Su Qiuyin asked as she watched the girl leave.

"Check bed, it seems to be 10:[-] here." Jiang Wanqing obviously just got out of the shower, she was wearing pajamas, her hair was wet, and a tender pink towel was draped over her shoulders. Qiu Yin: "What are you doing?"

"Well... buy watermelon."

Bought for five hours?Jiang Wanqing didn't ask, it was considered someone else's private matter.Su Qiuyin carried the watermelon to the balcony, washed it, and when she came out, she saw Jiang Wanqing sitting on the bed and wiping her hair with a towel.

Jiang Wanqing's hair was shiny black after washing, and she let it down just to her back. She pulled her hair to one side, just revealing her delicate facial features and elegant neck. Against the background of her pajamas, she looked soft , making people want to hug him in his arms.

Su Qiuyin put the watermelon on the table, wiped his hands, and sat next to Jiang Wanqing. Naturally, he took the hair towel in her hand with his left hand, and wrapped his right hand around her shoulders.

"Let me help you." With a little force, Su Qiuyin took the dry hair towel in Jiang Wanqing's hand, moved her slightly, turned her back to him, pulled her hair back on her back, and wiped her hair carefully. up.

There was no discussion during the whole process, and the movements were smooth as if she often did this kind of thing. Before Jiang Wanqing could say a complete sentence, she let others manipulate her with a dazed expression.Although Su Qiuyin forced her to wipe her hair, her movements were extremely gentle. When rubbing the towel on her head, it was as if a lover was stroking the top of her head dotingly, and then twisted a strand of hair down and wiped it inch by inch. with.Jiang Wanqing's hands were on her knees, and she was at a loss for picking each other up. She couldn't imagine what kind of expression Su Qiuyin was behind her now, and was it as gentle and watery as her movements?

Su Qiuyin originally just wanted to get closer to Jiang Wanqing, and take the opportunity to eat tofu, but after receiving the dry hair towel, the situation in front of her suddenly made her look dazed.Her black hair was draped behind her, and her exposed shoulders were white and thin. Water droplets flowed down her hair, soaking a piece of her clothes.She touched the end of her hair with a towel like a ghost, and then started to wipe the hair of the person in front of her like she had done countless times before.This matter requires patience. She never wants to hurt her, and she doesn't even want her to experience the pain of her hair pulling her scalp. Su Qiuyin seems to be able to imagine the person in front of her. The front is a middle-parted bangs, with a clear and beautiful face. The facial features, the haughty look in the eyes, almost makes everyone submit to their feet...

Su Qiuyin's movements gradually stopped, and Jiang Wanqing asked, "Qiuyin?" As she spoke, she reached out to touch the hand on her shoulder, but the hand was jerked away, and Jiang Wanqing turned her head in surprise, But he saw Su Qiuyin's face was pale, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes.

"How do you..."

Realizing her gaffe, Su Qiuyin quickly got up and cut off Jiang Wanqing's words: "Your hair is dry, I'm going to take a shower, by the way, cut up that watermelon." Then she took a change of clothes and prepared to go bathroom to go.

"Wait, we didn't buy a knife!"

Hearing this, Su Qiuyin fell back again, took out a knife from her cabinet, and threw it on Jiang Wanqing's bed.Jiang Wanqing took a closer look, it should be a dagger, the handle is surrounded by spiral patterns, and the scabbard is engraved with dark patterns, which can only be seen when facing the light, it is simple and elegant, when she draws out the dagger, the whole body of the dagger is black, the blade is sharp, hidden Cold light, with blood grooves on both sides.

This dagger is Su Qiuyin's usual knife, named Anhua, it was prepared by He Xin for Feng Xian, and was thrown to Su Qiuyin by Feng Xian.If Ye Pei knew that Su Qiuyin had asked someone to cut watermelon with hidden flowers, he would be so angry that he would vomit three liters of blood.

Walking into the bathroom, letting the shower water pour over her head, Su Qiuyin's mood gradually calmed down.She has lost control of her expression in front of others several times, which was almost impossible for her former self. She is always able to bear her emotions very well, and is careful not to be discovered.Taking a deep breath, trying to drive out the person in his mind, he hurriedly took a shower, and when he got out of the bathroom, he found that someone had come to the dormitory just now, and Jiang Wanqing was closing the door.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

"Military training starts tomorrow, and these are military training clothes." Jiang Wanqing put Su Qiuyin's suit on the table, and took apart her own to try on.The military training uniform is a dark green camouflage long-sleeved jacket and trousers. In such a hot day, students are not afraid of heat stroke. The clothes are a little bigger than the normal size. Jiang Wanqing looks a little bloated after wearing them. In Su Qiuyin's words It is rustic.

Su Qiuyin glanced at it and then stopped, sitting next to him and eating the watermelon that Jiang Wanqing had cut.

"Aren't you going to try on your clothes?" Jiang Wanqing asked, "If it doesn't fit, I can change it now, but tomorrow may be too late."

"Forget it." Su Qiuyin shook her head, it was really embarrassing for her to wear such an ugly dress, if she could wait a little longer, she said and handed her a piece of watermelon.

"Thank you." Jiang Wanqing took the watermelon, gnawed silently with her head down, and secretly glanced at Su Qiuyin.Su Qiuyin only ate half of it, and it was obvious that the rest was for her, then got up and washed her hands, Jiang Wanqing washed and wiped the dark flowers, Su Qiuyin picked it up to look at it, then put it back in place.

"I'm going to bed first." Su Qiuyin said, Jiang Wanqing hurriedly lowered her head and pretended to continue eating melons, she promised, and then she heard Su Qiuyin's sound of going to bed.Looking at the drawn curtain, Jiang Wanqing thought to herself, although this person looks indifferent and difficult to get along with, he is actually a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

In the narrow corridor, the air is filled with the musty smell of rainy days, and this smell has never dissipated, no matter the weather is sunny or rainy.The light was very dim, and Su Qiuyin almost tripped while walking. Looking down, it was a person's leg.

This person was leaning against the dilapidated wall, as if he was dead. His whole body exuded the sour smell of not taking a bath for a long time. He was skinny and ill. His head was tilted to the side, but his face was full of enjoyment, and his clothes were ragged. , There are several pinholes on the arm.

"Trash." Su Qiuyin cursed and stepped over him.There seemed to be many similar people at the end of the corridor, and Su Qiuyin felt as if she was walking in a garbage dump.Frowning, he found the door. The anti-theft door on the outer floor was already a little rusty, and it made a harsh creaking sound when it was opened, which made people get goosebumps.After closing the anti-theft door, there was a wooden door inside, and there was an upside-down "Fu" pasted on the door, which was quite old, although it was not pasted by myself, but looking at it always gave Su Qiuyin some comfort.

The door was difficult to open. After inserting the key, it was almost impossible to turn it. The door was lifted up and bumped a few more times before finally opening the door.

"I said, do we need a new lock? This lock is really troublesome." Su Qiuyin struggled to unlock the key, but the room was also very dark, and no one responded to her.Su Qiuyin closed the door and fumbled to turn on the light.

"Master?" Su Qiuyin called out, but still no one answered, suddenly there was a sad violin sound coming from the balcony, Feng Xian liked this song very much, it was sad and angry, but she always played it a little sadly mean.Su Qiuyin seemed to be drawn into the living room by the sound of the piano, and from a distance, behind the fluttering snow-white curtains, there was a man with a straight back and an elegant posture, affectionately playing the violin.

A corner of the curtain was opened, and the woman was wearing a noble and elegant white dress. Her side profile was a combination of the elegance of an oriental beauty and the profound facial features of a western beauty. Her long hair was blowing in the wind, and it was as black as splashed ink. Looking at the violin being played, her wrists are as slender as jade, like frost and snow, with a soul-moving beauty.

Su Qiuyin stared at the figure obsessively, and walked towards her step by step. Suddenly, water splashed under his feet. Looking down, the floor was covered with overflowing water, which spread thinly on the soles of his feet and was still flowing.Looking at the source, it came out of the bathroom, faintly red, Su Qiuyin seemed to have fallen into an ice cave in an instant, and could no longer feel her heart beating, but there was a heart-pounding pain reminding her.She walked in the direction of the bathroom, the sound of the water became more and more clear, gurgling and flowing, all around her was darkness, only the bathroom was filled with light.With trembling hands, she pushed open the bathroom door, and she stepped in. The water had already soaked her shoes, and the chill rose from her feet to her head, making her shiver.

Walking through the water and walking to the side of the bathtub, the water was already overflowing. The person lying in it was obviously playing the violin just now. She was naked and covered in snow, lying quietly in the water, with her head resting on the edge of the bathtub, black The thick hair hangs down, and the expression is not painful at all, extremely calm, as if just falling asleep peacefully, the long eyelashes will tremble slightly in the next second, and then cast a glance at himself, disgusted with his current mourning appearance.

Su Qiuyin felt that the space around her seemed to be distorted, and the endless darkness was pressing on her. As soon as her legs softened, she knelt down in the water, and the slender white hand was in front of her eyes, and she gently held it. hand, afraid of waking up the sleeping person.Her hands were very cold, and she couldn't tell whether she was dead or alive. Turning over the back of her hand, there was a deep scar on her wrist, the blood had already flowed out, and the wound had been soaked in blisters for too long, and it was swelled up, with dead skin on her side. There was also dried reddish-brown blood, meandering, Su Qiuyin lowered her head, kissed the blood, stuck out her tongue and licked it, the blood faded and dispersed, she lowered her head again, with a devout expression.

"What are you doing?" The voice was indifferent and familiar, with a calm tone, but it exploded in her ears like thunder, she suddenly raised her head, and those sea-blue eyes were looking at her, indifferent and cruel.

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