My seven-year itch with my guard boyfriend

The Dragon Bed Project stopped for a while because of the violent fluctuations in my heart, but the wheels of history rolled on, and no one could stop it. Jianqiu and I finally slept on the same bed.

Jianqiu didn't talk much, and when he saw me lying down, he turned off the light and fell asleep with his back to me.I stared at him silently from behind him. The neckline of the young man was particularly beautiful, long and flexible, but his back was like a silent Great Wall in the dark.

The moonlight shines in through the window beside the bed, and the night is so quiet that people feel empty in their hearts, just like many, many years ago... Maybe hundreds of years ago, the moon at that time also shone in through the window pane of the begonia window, melting and melting light on the bed.Even our postures are so similar - I sleep inside and he sleeps outside, with his back to me.

It is said that Jianqiu insisted on sleeping on the outside of the bed. The original reason was that it was convenient for me to get up at night, but I am not a person who wakes up in the middle of the night and asks for tea and water. Get out of bed, it’s in the way, I can’t see the dark light, I stepped on his leg several times, and almost kicked me under the bed with a knee-jerk reflex, we changed positions, and I found him sleeping inside No, the main reason is that I sleep too dishonestly, I start chasing and hugging people when I fall asleep, and when I wake up in the morning, Jianqiu is always squeezed flat against the wall by me. Helpless.

I sighed and patted his arm: "Hey, I can't sleep."

He was silent for a while and said, "Sleep hard."

……wooden club.

I said, "I can't sleep even if I try hard, can you chat with me for a while?"

He hummed in a low voice, turned around and said, "What do you want to talk about?"

I thought it was not the point to talk about anything, so I raised my hand and turned on the small wall lamp, looking at the beauty under the lamp, it was dim and dark, just right.

I tugged at the neckline that I had just pulled at the bald line, turned sideways, bent my elbows and rested my forehead, looked down at him, and said in a low voice, "Do you believe in previous lives?"

He frowned and said, "Why do you ask this?"

I got down on the ground and got a little closer to him, and said, "Have you heard that after death, people enter reincarnation, and they have to drink Meng Po soup first to wash away their souls and seven souls, and they will either be reborn as human beings or reincarnated as animals. I I thought I drank it in my previous life, but now it seems... Either the food safety and quality inspection of the underworld failed, this Mengpo soup is a fake and shoddy Sanwu product, or I took a sip and felt that this thing smelled like swill Wei'er, I forgot to sneak into Chuanhe."

His face changed, and he said, "What exactly do you want to say?"

I pursed my lips, leaned closer to him, leaned over to expose my collarbone and most of my chest, and whispered in his ear, "I remember you. I remembered everything the moment I saw you."

He froze all over and said, "You..."

I snorted nasally, knelt up, put one leg between his legs, rode on him and said in a low voice: "If I say that we were husband and wife in our previous life, would you believe it?"

His eyes changed instantly. Under the dim light, he stared straight at me for a while with wide-eyed eyes, a little unbelievable, a little overwhelmed, a little struggling, he turned his head and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: " You are ridiculous."

I nodded and smiled.I said, "I'm ridiculous. Even if you don't remember, do you dare to say that you don't have the heart now?"

I put my hand on his chest and leaned down, breathing on the side of his ear and neck with a hoarse voice.I said, "From me, or take me away, whatever you want."

I lifted the quilt, stretched out my hand to roll up his large T-shirt, stroked his waist, and touched him from the waist upwards. The veins on Jianqiu's head, face, and neck suddenly burst out, and his panting sound became heavy. He stopped my fidgeting hand, clenched it for a while inexplicably, and looked at me silently and struggling.

I didn't want to give him time to fight left and right, so I touched his chest with my hand through the shirt, I don't know where it got screwed, Jianqiu let out a hum, grabbed my hand and exerted force suddenly, pulling me away from him down.

The two of us gasped and looked at each other for a while, I licked my lips and said, "Are you coming?"

He took a deep look at me, sat up, wiped his face heavily, and said, "Wrong."

what did I say?"

He shook his head and repeated, "Wrong."

"It shouldn't be like this," he said.

He shook his head, looked at me with a frown, and said, "What's wrong with you today?"

I opened my mouth and said, "I..."

He interrupted me and said, "I'll be crazy with you no matter what."

I froze for a moment and repeated, "Crazy?"

Jianqiu didn't look at me, lowered his head and stretched his clothes, said: "I won't mention this matter anymore, you want..."

I said, "What? What do I want? Say it."

He sighed and said, "You have to respect yourself."

""fart! "

He raised his head and looked at me in surprise, and I pointed to the door: "Get out! You fucking don't understand anything! We've been together for more than ten years. You fucking forget all about it when you sleep. Your uncle is so heavy, get out!"

His eyes were calm, and after a while, he said, "What do you remember?"

When I met that gaze, my whole body seemed to be emptied for an instant, tired, numb, and embarrassed.

He probably thinks I'm gay, plus an angry hypochondriac.

I said, "What's the use of me alone remembering."

I have been beaten, eloped, and prayed to this person. I still remember that he usually sleeps outside and likes to sleep outside. When it’s hot in Guangxi, he always manually fan me to sleep. I like to suddenly jump On his back, let him catch me and get into the bed curtain...

He also said that if something happened to me, he would kill them and go away with me immediately.

But what's the use of me remembering all these alone.

I suddenly wanted to laugh a little bit, and I also wanted to cry a little bit.

I raised my hand, gathered my barren-toothed pajamas, sat up straight, tried to make myself decent, cleared my throat, and said: "I was wrong, I'm not very smart today. Sober. Going out tomorrow, can this matter be changed?"

He was silent.

I smiled: "I can't turn it over, that's okay. Uh... If you really hate me, I won't sleep here tonight. I know this area of ​​my house well. I'll go out in the middle of the night to find a better place to live." , you can sleep in my room first, it’s already late, it’s not easy to take a taxi.”

I didn't give him a chance to speak, so I put on my shoes and ran away with my mobile phone in hand. I ran to the gate of our community in one breath, curled up on the curb and sent Lao Lu a WeChat message while panting heavily.

I said, "Peng, I failed."

Without saying a word, he called directly: "Where are you?"

"... at the gate of my neighborhood."

He sighed: "It's hard, brother, I'll put on some clothes later, and we'll come out for a while. Have a drink?"

I scoffed: "Drink a fart, I have to go to class tomorrow."

He said: "That's all right, you look at the car, listen to your words, there is no one at home."

I heard the sound of him sitting up from the bed and starting to put on his clothes. He probably tidied himself up while holding the phone between his face and neck. He said, "It's okay, what's the big deal, planA can't do it, don't we still have planB? Sword Autumn can’t do it, don’t we still have knives, autumn spears, autumn halberds, autumn axes, axes, hooks and forks? Don’t worry, it’s okay, this will make my son uncomfortable.”

I said yes, I see, you come here quickly, hung up the phone and put it in your pocket, hugged your knees slowly, and buried your head in it.

The pain under the left rib was so painful that people's eyebrows were twitching. With the heartbeat, it was sore and cold, and it could penetrate into the bones.

I said, "I know...but..."

But why don't you hurt me anymore.

After sleeping for a while, why the **** don't you want me.

The author has something to say:

Mid-autumn festival for one person, mid-autumn festival for a guest in another country.

Mid-Autumn Festival amnesia Qixi stabbed this kind of operation, probably only me, a sand sculpture author, can do it 2333

rest assured!This is just a sideshow!

The episode must be HE!I can't abuse a few chapters!

The settings are unchanged!Text is not a dream!The text remains!

As for why I took the route of forgetting, I will talk about it after the end of the second episode.

And is there any plot that anyone would like to watch?Now we can talk about it, Fanwaisan can choose a cute brain hole to write~