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The knight's "like" made me a little distracted throughout the evening self-study. I had to replay two assignments in my head. I had to put down the pen every time, think wholeheartedly, and see and hear every detail. Only then did he stop.Because this memory is so deep, any clue that cannot be reached can lure it out. When I do English cloze, my heart can jump when I see the word "LIKE".

Because I thought about that node too many times without restraint that night, it became my most rooted memory of him.

So much so that when I miss him after separation, this memory is always the first thing that pops into my mind.Even if I had a crush on him for a while, he would not turn into a scourge with me, but he was still gentle, a person who whispered to me that he liked him.Every time I close my eyes, I can feel his breath brushing against the back of my neck, making me want to cry.

At this time, of course, I did not expect that this memory could "torture" me for such a long time, but I was indulging in secret joy, as if I had taken drugs, and was so excited that I couldn't sleep, so I opened my eyes and looked at him on the opposite bed.

I forgot to mention that I live on campus from this semester, and the dormitory is a four-person room.There were only three people living in the Cavalier's room, and there were no empty seats, so I was lucky enough to live in a dormitory with him without any "hands and feet".

The dormitory beds consist of upper and lower bunk beds, which are respectively against the wall, separated by a walkway of more than one meter, which is a suitable distance for people to see faces clearly after lying down.He and I both slept on the lower bunk, so I often looked at him quietly through the moonlight through the window after the lights were turned off, and fell asleep after watching.

But this night, I couldn't sleep no matter what, but I became more energetic.The fire in my heart was burning, and the bowl of boiling water kept boiling.

There is only one thing I keep repeating: he likes me too.Although he has accepted me a long time ago, I have to listen to him say that he likes me to be at ease.

I was really insecure, and my parents never showed affection for me, so I always thought that there were many annoying things about me, and there was nothing good about me.I'm so bad, of course I racked my brains and couldn't think of a reason why he likes me.This state is like sitting on a chair. It looks solid, but it may fall apart at any time due to the lack of a screw.

But now he said it himself, as if he found and tightened the missing screw on the assembly chair, dispelling my doubts.From then on, I can twist and turn on this chair according to my temper.

At this time, snoring sounded in the dormitory, coming from the two roommates on the upper bunk.I suddenly had the courage to climb out of bed carefully, and crawled into the knight's bed barefoot.

He turned his back to me, was startled by my actions, and turned his upper body violently.

The upper and lower bunks in the dormitory were not strong, and he creaked twice when he flipped them over.There was a snoring sound that stopped abruptly, I held my breath subconsciously, and stared at the knight, not daring to blink.

However, it was just a false alarm, and within a few seconds, he snored again.

He turned over in a very slow motion and faced me, frowning very seriously, his voice was so low that he could only hear him face to face: "Go back to sleep."

I shook my head.

"paradise."

I simply closed my eyes and put my head in his arms, put my head on his chest, and wrapped my arms around his waist tightly.He only dared to push me a few times, because a little bigger movement can make a huge noise.He had no choice but to give up, and said above my head: "There will be no next time."

I didn't agree, there must be a next time.

This bed is narrower than the single bed at home, basically the same size as the sofa bed at grandma's house.But the lower bunk has no protective rails, so he had no choice but to hug me tightly to prevent me from falling, so that our two bodies are almost tightly attached to each other from head to toe.

It's a pity that my full of love couldn't alleviate the physical discomfort, so after lying down for a while, I felt that my arms and legs were stiff and I started to writhe.

"Don't move." He pressed me and said, "Move back to your own bed."

But I didn't take it seriously, because he had no conditions to "make a big fight" with me, and still twisted a few times disobediently.

But this twist made something uncontrollable... I rubbed him hard there...

I stopped all my movements abruptly, and asked a stupid question: "What should I do..."

He was probably very speechless, and it took him a long time to answer: "Don't worry about it, go to sleep."

I looked up slightly and could only catch a glimpse of his chin.Staring at him for a while, based on the policy of solving my own troubles, I made a decision-I touched his waistband, put my palm on his belly, and pried off the elastic band with four fingers and got in. .

He noticed it instantly and grabbed my hand: "Don't make trouble."

I tried to pull his hand away with the other hand, and insisted: "I'll help you..." I pulled him regardless, and made another noise, so he had no choice but to let go.His breathing became heavier: "Don't be like this..."

I didn't listen, I went down and put it in my hand.

He held me from outside his pajamas: "Paradise..." His breath was unsteady, and he was trembling, probably because my hands were too cold.

His stopping action didn't have any real effect. I closed my eyes and moved my forearm up and down.

Although I couldn't see it, I felt that his was bigger than mine... During my movement, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and his body was in a distorted posture. His lower body was lying on his side, while his upper body was Twist flat, face up.He put the back of his hand over his eyes, biting his lower lip.

I'm no calmer than him... Even though I took the lead, I became more and more embarrassed, my face was hot, and the breath I exhaled was as hot as if I had a fever.

After an unknown amount of time, his lower abdomen trembled, and my hands were doused with some liquid.I backed away a little bit, raised my hands in bewilderment, and paused for a while before rubbing against the sheets.I crouched my head, my hands stuck to the sheets, motionless.The limbs are stiff and the head is blank.

Time seemed to freeze for a while, and he sighed lightly, as if this breath had blown time away.He lowered his arms and slowly pulled me into his arms, with his forearms sticking to my back, pinching the back of my neck with his hands, and gently inserting his four fingers into my hair.

My heart was beating extremely fast, and I was surrounded by embarrassment and embarrassment.And this emotion could not be dispelled for a long time, forcing me to find something to say, so I asked a stupid question: "You...how do you feel...comfortable..." I regretted it when I asked , I can't wait to jump out of the window.

He obviously couldn't answer directly, so he said after a long time: "Don't ask again."

The next morning, he got up to wash up before his roommate woke up, and pushed me back to my own bed, who was half asleep, saying, "I can sleep for another half hour."

I vaguely heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and I didn't fall asleep again, maintaining a dazed state, opening my eyes to take a look from time to time.

He came out after a while, I squinted my eyes and followed his figure, and saw him walking to the balcony with something in his hand.At the same time, the wake-up call rang, and I swayed up, sitting on the edge of the bed, not wanting to move.

He came over and patted me: "Wake up and wash up."

I said "hmm", stood up with my slippers on, and just as I took a step, I spun around in a circle.My eyes were pierced by the dim sky, and the clothes rack on the balcony swayed unrealistically in front of my eyes.It turned out that a pair of dripping underwear hanging on it broke the balance.

I turned around slowly, lowered my head and rubbed my eyes, still not fully awake, bumped into someone.

He helped me steady: "Where is sleepwalking?"

I looked up at him with one eye open and closed, and couldn't help laughing.