The time machine tells me [rebirth]

It took a lot of effort for Rong Feijin to take Jiang Muzhi, who was about to fall into a deep sleep, into the bathroom, take off her clothes, wash her, wipe her body, change her clothes, and finally carried her to the bed.

That body was like a finely crafted jade, beautiful just right, Rong Feijin had seen it more than a thousand times before, but he still couldn't help feeling distracted.

As if possessed by a demon, she stood in front of the bed, looked at the clearly beautiful collarbone, swallowed, and couldn't help but bend down.

They were getting closer, closer... Just when their lips were about to touch each other, Rong Feijin subconsciously twitched her slender eyelashes like butterfly wings. Unintentionally, she saw Jiang Mu Zhizhi slowly opened her eyes, she suddenly opened them wide, stepped back, her face was full of helplessness, and stammered:

"I'm sorry..."

Jiang Muzhi didn't seem to hear anything, he didn't speak sarcasticly, didn't try to escape or struggle, he just half leaned against the head of the bed, looking at her blankly.

Before Rong Feijin could react, a series of tears flowed down from her sad eyes uncontrollably like broken beads, but she cried silently, not even the slightest disturbance in her breathing, as if Those tears were not the same as hers.

She seemed to be a fusion of two completely different people, her face was expressionless and indifferent, but the grief in her eyes was so great that Rong Feijin could hardly bear it.

"all fake."

Rong Feijin saw her pale and dry lips move.

"I do not believe."

She said two sentences inexplicably, but Rong Feijin understood her meaning almost instantly.

The tenderness in front of me is fake, I don't believe you love me.

Rong Feijin looked at Jiang Muzhi with unbearable heartache, her tear-stained face was so sad and hopeless, Rong Feijin's heart almost broke when she saw it.She knew that Jiang Muzhi was drunk, and she would not remember everything she heard today, and even if she remembered, she would only think that this was a dream of her own, so she became a little unscrupulous.

"Amu...Amu, trust me again! Trust me, please...I swear I will not lose you this time!" Rong Feijin grabbed her shoulder eagerly, tears dripping without warning The ground rolled down from the eye sockets and dripped on Jiang Muzhi's face.

"I, no, believe it." Jiang Muzhi looked at Rong Feijin with tears in his eyes, and muttered to himself: "This is all a dream, isn't it? When the dream wakes up, everything will be over. My world Here, there is no Rong Feijin..."

"You are not Rong Feijin, you are just an illusory figure in my dream."

"I'm Rong Feijin!"

"You're not." Jiang Muzhi shook his head bitterly in denial, wiping away tears over and over again, but the tears kept flowing and couldn't be wiped away: "Rong Feijin doesn't love me, and Rong Feijin won't be with me." I am together, and she has been married to Zhang Qiluo for four years... She blames me, she blames me for harming her, she blames me for approaching her without knowing why even though I am a woman..."

"It was my fault."

"I killed her."

"I don't dare any more."

Every word of Jiang Muzhi's despair was like a sharp knife quenched with poison, piercing Rong Feijin's heart over and over again, cold and merciless.

"Those are fake!" Rong Feijin was agitated: "Amu, take a good look at me. Words can deceive people, but emotions can't. Can't you feel the slightest bit of my love for you? I I love you, Jiang Muzhi, I love you, I have always been only you, Zhang Qiluo is all fake!"

Jiang Muzhi laughed at himself and said, "Yes, it's all fake."

"No! Those are true."

"all fake."

……

the other side.

As soon as he entered the hotel, Ji Ningchen, who had been kissed by Liu Chen so viciously, pushed her away, struggled to sit up from the bed, his eyes seemed to have a pool of affectionate spring water, and he gave Liu Chen a nasty look. Li pulled the troubled hand out.

"Sister Ning Chen." Liu Chen moved to her side. Liu Chen got drunk quickly, but he also sobered up quickly. Now he is a little sober. He leaned on Ji Ningchen's legs and rubbed gently, his right hand was still gaining an inch, and went to Ji Ningchen's chest crawled, but she swung it away immediately.

Liu Chen raised his tearful eyes and looked at her with aggrieved eyes: "Don't you love me anymore?"

"Are you still ashamed to ask me?" Ji Ningchen sneered: "When you see me, you think about this kind of thing. Are you thinking with your lower body?"

"I can't help it." Liu Chen smiled flatteringly at her: "Look at you, you're so pretty, and you're the girlfriend I managed to catch up with. I can't help it. I'm not Liu Xiahui!"

The amorous feelings in Liu Chen's sparkling eyes made Ji Ningchen swallow uncontrollably, almost failed, and managed to suppress the ripples rising from the bottom of his heart, and said coldly:

"It's nice to say. I think you are with me just to fuck me. Otherwise, I was in so much pain last time. How could you do it to the end regardless? Let me tell you, you are only as far away from rape One step away." Thinking of what happened last time, Ji Ningchen felt aggrieved.

"I'm sorry." Liu Chen apologized softly, and she also remembered the scene where her girlfriend was forcibly pressed under her body with tears in her eyes, crying and screaming for pain, the tenderness in her eyes seemed to drip water: "But I I don't want to, didn't I ask you at the beginning, you said it, you can bear it, tell me not to listen to whatever you say later, and suppress it by force when necessary..."

"And...and, you are always moving around, and you can't hit the position. I am also very anxious..."

"Shut up!" Ji Ningchen glared at her coquettishly, turned around, but a blush appeared on his face honestly.

"Then tell me, how can you forgive me?" Liu Chen was still a little flustered, propped up a drunken body, reluctantly climbed onto Ji Ningchen's shoulders, hugged her from behind, rubbed the temperature above her greedily, and whispered softly He hinted: "As long as it is what you want, as long as it is what I have, I will give it to you..."

"That's good." With a satisfied look on Ji Ningchen's face, he immediately broke free from her arm, turned around and pressed her under him, the soft hair scattered on Liu Chen's face, which made her feel a little distracted.

It turns out that the feeling of being crushed by someone is like this, the heart beats so fast...

"You also experience my feelings tonight, and I will forgive you."

Liu Chen lay on the bed, raised his eyes and looked at Ji Ningchen tenderly, hooked her neck with his hands, and smiled coquettishly. Just about to agree, he accidentally caught a familiar object on the bed from the corner of his eye. It seemed that it just fell out of Ji Ningchen's coat pocket.

So... was there a premeditated plan?

She held the thing in her hand with her backhand, and held it in front of Ji Ningchen's eyes. As expected, the girl with plain eyes turned red in an instant.

"What is this?" Liu Chen asked knowingly.

"Fingers." Ji Ningchen's face was calm, but his eyes were wandering.

Her girl is shy.

Liu Chen couldn't help snickering in his heart, it turns out that Ning Chen still has this side.

She continued to be relentless:

"What?"

"You, what do you say?"

"Fuck...me." Liu Chen licked his lips, smiling coquettishly.

"You, why are you so shameless!" Ji Ningchen said angrily.

Liu Chen shrugged his shoulders like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "Isn't it? Okay, sister Ning Chen, she's a foodie, so there's nothing to be shy about. I can't wait, come quickly."

After speaking, he glanced at Ji Ningchen suspiciously: "Isn't it because you don't know how to..."

"Who said I won't do it anymore!" Ji Ningchen rushed forward in anger when he was actually questioned.

Both ways, Liu Chen took it off by himself, and Ji Ningchen helped her take it off. After a while, she sat naked in front of Ji Ningchen.

What's unfair is that Ji Ningchen is still wearing a T-shirt and underwear.

The girl's body is slender and slender, thin enough to be just right, with a little greenness, like an unripe fruit, Ji Ningchen suddenly felt an impulse in her heart, she just wanted to look at this girl, because of her touch Touching produces a green reaction.

"Do you know?" Liu Chen chuckled, the corners of his eyes were raised presumptuously, under Ji Ningchen's flaming eyes, there was no shyness at all, it was not like the first time.

Ji Ningchen didn't answer, but answered her silently with actions, lowered his head and sucked the blush, and swirled the tip of his tongue.

That night, Liu Chen felt as if he had become a flat boat on the sea, ups and downs in the tumbling waves, and the only one he could rely on was the person in front of him. Continuously overflowing with fine light/groaning sounds.The legs hooked around the man's waist couldn't help but be clamped even tighter, and his fingers ran through the man's thick hair, allowing her to dominate.

When she was sent above the clouds, she couldn't help but think that there are really two completely different kinds of happiness below and above, one is physical and the other is spiritual.

……

Early the next morning, several people had classes, but they all didn't set the alarm, and slept until midnight.

Jiang Muzhi felt as if she had had a very, very long dream, the contents of which were fragmented. She only remembered that it was a dream that made her very sad. She and another person in the dream had been arguing over whether it was true. Or fake questions.

But what is true?What is fake again?

Jiang Muzhi is not fully awake yet, but his mind has already started to function. The self in the dream is really boring. What he wants to believe is true, and what he doesn't want to believe is false. What is there to argue about?

She struggled to open her eyes, her eyelids seemed to be stuck with 502 glue, and finally squinted with difficulty: "Ah Chen, what time is it?"

Jiang Muzhi said in a daze.

But when she saw the surrounding scene clearly, she woke up instantly.

This is not a bedroom!

Jiang Muzhi sat up slowly, and when he saw the person who heard her voice coming out of the bathroom, he felt even worse.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Muzhi frowned, looked at the person in front of him, panicked for a moment, lifted the quilt subconsciously, found that his clothes were still on his body, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief .

"You were drunk yesterday. I accompanied Ning Chen to pick up Liu Chen. Since we only had three ID cards, we slept together all night." Rong Feijin simply explained to Jiang Muzhi.

He hurriedly added another sentence: "Well, don't worry, I definitely didn't take advantage of anyone's danger."

Although... almost took advantage of it.Rong Feijin thought with a guilty conscience.

"Hmm..." Jiang Muzhi touched his nose in embarrassment: "You are overthinking, I didn't doubt you."

She was worried that she would do something to Rong Feijin.