Lin Yiyang took off his coat and threw it on the tea table, wearing a simple white short sleeve underneath.
He leaned over, saw her rosy cheeks, and saw her dodge back, wanting to hold her hand, but he was reluctant.
The weather was hot two days ago, so I changed into thin clothes. I didn’t expect the temperature to drop today. I temporarily borrowed a thicker coat from my classmates, and wanted to go home and change clothes before going out. The plan couldn't keep up with the changes, she came, and hurried over by herself.
Cold is really cold. To this day, my hands are still cold.
Lin Yiyang's elbow was pressed against her face, on the narrow sofa bed, the two of them squeezed together, sinking, he lowered his head, lingered on the bridge of her nose and lips for a while, pinched her chin, wanting to kiss her, no kiss.
Still changed the direction and kissed her on the chin and behind the ear.
Seeing her at Union Station today, Lin Yiyang knew that he was completely screwed.
Her worry and distress were all seen by him, like a mirror. What I am most afraid of is the person who digs out his heart and lungs, and meets someone who is sincere. I will give you ten points, and you will give me back ten points. I will leave no room for you, and you will not retreat.
He could roughly guess how he would treat Yin Guo in the future. It's smooth and smooth, it's okay to talk about not breaking up or breaking up. Even if she looked down on her and was dumped in the future, he would still miss her, even if she flirted with her and ran away with someone, he would still miss her.
If you like something, you can't give up.
This is also the side of him that he has admired the most in his life so far.
…
When he kissed, Yin Guo was still like her first kiss, her breathing was hard and her heart was beating heavily.
Regarding the long-distance relationship, there is a person in her university dormitory and her boyfriend travels back and forth between Beijing and Sichuan. They meet once every two or three months, and contribute to the China Railway every big and small holidays. According to the description of my classmates, every time I meet with my boyfriend, I can’t wait to look at each other 24 hours a day, cling to each other, and don’t want to waste a minute or a second.
Because it is rare, every time we meet again, the intimacy is like the first time.
Same with connecting kisses like never before.
Now, so do they.
Lin Yiyang hugged her, went up, let her lie on the cushion, kissed her neck, forehead, ears, and hair, and in the end both of them became confused, their breathing was messed up, their eyes were messed up, and everything was messed up.
"You wait... I'll book a hotel first," she said, "There will be no room later."
Lin Yiyang's breath was hot, wrapping around her body.
He said in her ear: no more.
With a bang in his head, Yin Guo pushed his arm away with his elbow. The pile of colorful little bags in the drawer of the living room outside the house seemed to come before her eyes, and Yin Guo was really afraid that he would take them in.
Lin Yiyang could see her evasion and indifference, the kiss just now was too much, which made her misunderstand.
How could it be possible to go to bed as soon as the window paper was punctured
Lin Yiyang touched the edge of the coffee table, slid his hand across the table, found the mobile phone he had thrown on it, and then turned his body inward, with his back against the wall, half sitting and half leaning, as if holding Yin Guo in his arms.
He typed a line in the memo and showed it to her:
Do nothing, want to be with you.
Her heart was pounding, but she was silent.
In order to prove his innocence, Lin Yiyang wanted to get out of bed and find a computer to watch a movie with her or something. Going over her leg, the elbow hit her calf. Yin Guo let out a low cry and moved away.
Lin Yiyang noticed that her knee was hurt, so he sat back, pulled her leg over, and rolled up her trouser leg.
Sure enough, there were bruises under the knee.
"It just hit me again from the bathroom, the second time," she said, "it wasn't too bad when I came in."
Lin Yiyang went out in silence.
I found a piece of clean white gauze from the medicine box, poured the ice cubes from the refrigerator into the gauze, tied it into a handful, and pressed Yin Guo on the bruise.
The man on the opposite side has been observing Lin Yiyang's activities here, and wants to drink water, but is afraid that coming to the restaurant will disturb them.
Because the sliding door made a lot of noise, when people heard Lin Yiyang open the door, they deduced it was an "intermission", so they wandered out and hurried to find water. What he saw outside the door was Lin Yiyang applying ice to Yin Guo's knees... and filled his mind with countless pictures.
I secretly admired it in my heart, my buddy is so awesome, it was such a fierce kneeling posture when I came up.
…
While he was looking for ointment in the restaurant, his roommate happily patted him on the shoulder. The communication between men is actually very simple, especially in sexual matters, a look is enough to express emotions blatantly.
Lin Yiyang ignored his roommate, found ointment, took his own medicine by the way, and stuffed a throat-moistening tablet in his teeth.
Go back to the house and lock the door.
"What did he tell you?" Yin Guo asked curiously while holding the handful of ice in both hands.
Lin Yiyang raised his mouth and typed on his mobile phone to show her:
Ask us what we have for breakfast.
No wonder they are roommates, they really hit it off.
The ice was too cold, so she gave up after applying it for a long time. Anyway, it was just a bruise, and it was not a serious injury.
After such tossing, Lin Yiyang no longer had the idea of intimacy.
He turned off the floor lamp.
Inside the house, the little flame of the incense candle was flickering, but he also extinguished it.
Lin Yiyang used a cushion as a pillow to cover his coat. Because he was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Yin Guo to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, he slept on the inside. As soon as he lay down, he turned his back to Yin Guo and faced the wall.
It's telling her with actions, sleep well, I don't do anything.
With his eyes closed, he realized that the coat on his body had been lifted, and the quilt had covered his waist and abdomen.
The bed moved, but he didn't.
Half a minute later, the girl behind said softly, "Good night."
He seemed to be asleep and didn't respond.
Yin Guo quietly pulled up a corner of the quilt, trying to block the light from her phone, but couldn't help it, and sent Zheng Yi a WeChat message.
Xiaoguo: Are you there
Zheng Yi: Yes.
Xiaoguo: Let me tell you something... I'm currently staying at Lin Yiyang's house.
There was a second of silence, and suddenly, the whole room was filled with the sound of a voice call.
Yin Guo rushed to her throat and quickly refused.
Xiaoguo: He is right behind me! !
Zheng Yi: 419? Have protective measures been taken?
Xiaoguo: It's not 419. I haven't reported it to you. He chased me.
Zheng Yi:? ? ?
Xiaoguo: Then, I came to see him, instead of staying in a hotel, I slept directly at his house...
Zheng Yi:? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Zheng Yi: Awesome.
Yin Guo raised the corner of the quilt a little higher, blocking the light with a guilty conscience.
Xiaoguo: I want to tell you that I have a boyfriend.
It seems that after talking with a good friend, this relationship has been revealed, and the light has been seen, and it is under the sun. Otherwise, you always feel that you are having an affair, you are not sure about the relationship, and you come and touch to play ambiguously.
Zheng Yi: If you are a real boyfriend, I advise you not to talk about it, turn off the phone, lift the quilt, and rush straight away. Anyway, it's your own, so you don't need it for nothing. Men, as you grow older, you really use it less and less.
Xiaoguo: ... speak well.
Zheng Yi: Well, seriously, no matter what you do, you should wear a condom.
Xiaoguo: Goodbye.
Zheng Yi: Come back, come back, I rushed out of the coffee shop just to chat with you, squatting on the side of the road to find a signal. You come back to me, come back, can't sleep! ! If he wants to sleep with you so quickly, it's not true!
Zheng Yi: The faster a man sleeps with you, the more it means that he has slept with you countless times in his heart. The easier it is to sleep, the easier it is to share, the eternal law.
Xiaoguo: ...he didn't sleep with me...
Zheng Yi: Kissed and touched? It's nothing, big guy, it should be, it's also a way of cultivating feelings.
Xiaoguo: Goodbye.
She quietly pulled the quilt off her face, and put her phone on the edge of the tea table.
Suddenly, a vibration hit the back of Yin Guo's hand. It was his cell phone. There was a churn in her heart, the man beside her didn't move, well, she must have fallen asleep. She put her phone next to him.
In the darkness, the two rectangular screens went out one after another.
When Yin Guo woke up again, she was woken up by the alarm clock.
She muttered in her dream, defaulting to the little girl in the clinical sleep club on the left in her habit: "What time did you set the alarm clock, it's too early..."
No one answered.
The alarm clock is still ringing.
She frowned, and a small dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth. She was woken up, with a depressed expression of getting up.
I pulled the quilt a bit, but I didn't pull it, and there was an itchy feeling on the tip of my nose.
Opening his eyes, the scene in front of him changed from hazy to clear. It was all the same white half-sleeve, without any words at all. Isn't it exactly what Lin Yiyang wore last night...
Lin Yiyang turned off the alarm clock and found that the person under him woke up.
He had just been woken up by the alarm clock, and turned over to get his phone, but when he opened his eyes, he saw that her mind was also blank. It took a while to realize that there was no room for discussion last night, and the girl was left to sleep on his own bed.
He was staring at her, looking at the girl who shared the bed with him, and asked hoarsely, "Are you awake?"
The sound is like the effect of smoking a few packs of cigarettes overnight. My throat started to improve, but it was still dry and sore.
Yin Guo looked at his Adam's apple, as well as his chin, the stubble chin.
Is it the weakest willpower when you wake up
She felt that the atmosphere in the room was stronger than last night, whether it was because the windows were closed, or because of the lingering smell of the candles last night, and the smell of the two people after waking up, which melted into the air.
His half-sleeve front was touching her nose. She felt itchy, but she didn't expect to push it away: "What time is it?"
"Seven o'clock." He answered on her forehead.
Lin Yiyang was on top, and she was lying on the bottom, separated by the quilt.
He knew that his body really had desires this time, and it had nothing to do with the tension in his heart. The body longed for the person he liked, and there was no right or wrong, only an honest reaction.
Yin Guo was dumbfounded at first, for a second, two seconds... After knowing what it was, she moved her leg to the left.
Good, more obvious, no escape at all.
It's okay if she doesn't move, it's like wiping a gun when she moves.
Lin Yiyang's eyes were on fire, he sat up without saying a word, leaning his back against the corner of the wall: "Go to sleep a little longer."
He heard Yin Guo's "hmm", and his Adam's apple slipped a little. He moved the fingers of his right hand, and slowly pulled out the quilt that was pressed by him, so that she could cover it more easily.
Yin Guo was pretending to be asleep, so he got out of bed, opened the door and went out.
Lin Yiyang went to buy new toothbrushes and towels just as the supermarket opened at eight o'clock. On the silver supermarket shelf, he picked out a small light blue toothbrush from the stacks of toothbrushes hanging on the shelves. A set of the same color. Before he walked to the checkout counter, he saw an Apple power cord, the pink one was pretty, so he took one as well. Charge her phone.
When he got home, he boiled a pot of boiling water to clean his toothbrush and towels.
With his hands in the scalding water, he picked up the soft towel, wrung it dry, and found a clean hanger to hang it on the metal handrail outside the bathroom.
After everything was arranged properly, he knocked on the door of his room: "When you get up, go to the bathroom. The toothbrushes and towels are all new."
The people inside agreed.
He stood there, looking at the door of the room where he slept day and night. For the first time, he was outside the door, and someone was inside the door—just woke up, hadn't washed, and slept inside hungry. It's quite mysterious.
He remembered what his younger brother said when he drank too much on the night of his wedding and made an international long-distance call to himself: Find a home, brother.
…
The door slid open, Yin Guo looked out a little, and bumped into Lin Yiyang. There was some emotion in the depths of his pupils, which hadn't calmed down yet, and when he suddenly saw her guilty look, it was hard to avoid being scorching.
He asked hoarsely, "Look at what?"
"I'm afraid your roommate is here." She embarrassedly found reasons for herself.
Yin Guo was watched by him, and the boss felt uncomfortable: "Get out of the way, I'll go over."
Lin Yiyang didn't move at all.
He wanted to ask her, did she regret it
After seeing his real life, the side of a poor student, the side that is not bright, will he regret it
He was thinking that Yin Guo should also be given a chance to choose, to understand the choice afterward, to introduce each other's family background to each other on a blind date, and to investigate, but he didn't want to ask.
Seeing that he was silent, Yin Guo thought of the experience of the two of them almost shooting each other an hour ago, so he forcibly pushed Lin Yiyang aside, slipped out from under his nose, and went into the bathroom. The front foot goes in, and the back foot sticks out: "How do you usually live, just lead me to live."
After finishing speaking, he said again: "You don't need to eat well, just play well."
She was afraid that he would bring her good food and spend money.
Under her serious gaze, Lin Yiyang smiled and nodded.
He also wanted to show Yin Guo a look at his own world.
After Yin Guo finished washing, he took her to take the subway for more than ten stops. After getting out of the station, within five minutes of walking, he saw a small red building of a youth hostel. There were many guests in the hotel, and he took her to take the elevator in the northwest corner of the first floor of the hotel.
Press the basement floor.
The elevator door opened again, and there were already various sounds of billiard balls hitting in my ears.
Half of the dozen or so tables are occupied. At the door, a black-haired man at the counter was wiping the refrigerator with a quick rag. He looked back at Lin Yiyang and smiled: "Brother Yang."
This sound made everyone in the ball room look over, except for the foreign tourists at the two tables of the youth hostel.
One after another, the young men were calling him, every word Yang Ge.
Like the ballroom in New York, everyone here seemed to know him well.
But there is also a difference, they are more like their own people, rather than friends who are purely brothers and sisters. In Beicheng Club, everyone usually treats Meng Xiaodong like this.
Lin Yiyang agreed to everyone's greeting.
"Get some breakfast," he put Yin Guo's cue on the counter, "clear the table for your sister-in-law, nine-ball."