Wu Yuanyuan felt that something was wrong with herself.
Things start from the day before yesterday. That day, the two of them took the elevator downstairs together. Many decoration workers came up on the way, crowding the originally small elevator. They were holding various tools in their hands and chatting loudly.
Seeing so many people, Guo Ming calmly took Wu Yuanyuan's hand, pulled her behind him, and stood in front to block her. Wu Yuanyuan was just like that, being held by Guo Ming. Because the space was not big, she leaned on Guo Ming's back until the elevator stopped on the first floor.
The problem is that when she leaned on Guo Ming's back, Wu Yuanyuan blushed inexplicably, her palms became sweaty, and her body was also wet.
Wu Yuanyuan realized that something was wrong with her.
For another example, now, she is sitting there watching TV, Guo Ming is reading next to him, wearing a home T-shirt and shorts, and she, like a nail attracted by a magnet, is squeezed next to Guo Ming on a huge sofa, My bare arms and legs just wanted to stick to Guo Ming.
"I want to have skin-to-skin contact with her?" This thought suddenly was like a lightning bolt, which shocked Wu Yuanyuan.
Wu Yuanyuan thought that she was really having a problem.
"Am I ovulating? So I want to be clingy?" Wu Yuanyuan stopped watching TV and started thinking to herself based on her lines. "Why don't you want to cling to others? What should I do? What should I do if I still want to hang out with her and lie on her? Wu Yuanyuan, are you a female pervert?" Wu Yuanyuan secretly glanced at Guo Ming and saw that she was holding a book in one hand and a book in the other. He just put it on his knees casually and started thinking wildly again.
"What should I do, what should I do? I want to put my hand in her hand! I am really a gangster! If I touch her knee, I will be beaten to death. She is so powerful! Oh, I just want to lean on her shoulder! What if? It would be great to be in her arms!" Wu Yuanyuan let her thoughts fly around while deeply despising herself.
"Wu Yuanyuan, you female hooligan, what's wrong with you!"
"What's wrong with me? I like her holding my hand. I don't like other girls being nice to her. Do I like her? Dominate her like a best friend? But I still want to get close to her and touch her. Do I like her? Me? like her?"
Wu Yuanyuan became inexplicably anxious. This inference was a bit surprising. For a while, Wu Yuanyuan herself didn't know how to face such an inference. As if feeling the anxiety of the people around him, Guo Ming kept his eyes on the book, but the hand that was originally on his knee reached out, patted the back of Wu Yuanyuan's hand, and then held it.
Got it.
Living.
.
Wu Yuanyuan felt like she was going to explode. When Guo Ming's hand touched him, his whole body suddenly became quiet. At that moment, it was as if his whole body had returned home, with an inexplicable sense of belonging. And the next second, when he realized what Guo Ming had done, he seemed to be activated again. All the cells in his body began to boil, shouting, "Ah, she's holding me back. What should I do? I really want to pounce on her! Come closer, come closer." Come over, come over!" The remaining reason that was fighting against this impulse was also beating gongs and drums in his mind and shouting: "Wu Yuanyuan, you female hooligan, what are you thinking about? She is just to calm you down, don't forget that she is here Jiangnan said that night that she was not a lesbian!"
"She's not a lesbian...then...could it be...that I am?"
Such a thought suddenly made me panic. Wu Yuanyuan suddenly stood up, which shocked Guo Ming. "I'm going to take a shower." With these words, Wu Yuanyuan rushed into the bathroom without hesitation like the wind.
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"Why don't you want to talk about your boyfriend?"
"Because I don't like it."
"Why don't you like it?"
"Because I don't feel it."
"What does it feel like?"
"The feeling of heartbeat."
"Do you have it now?"
"Now I have it. To Guo Ming, I have it."
Wu Yuanyuan was sitting in the bathtub, trying to clear her thoughts, so she split herself into two and started asking and answering herself.
"How do you feel about Guo Ming?"
"Heartbeat, closeness, intimacy... and sexual arousal."
"..."
"Because she is a woman? Or because she is Guo Ming?"
"....have no idea...."
"What's next? What to do?"
"have no idea...."
"Do you want to confess your love? Do you want to try to be a couple?"
"It seems, not possible."
"Why?"
"Because in Jiangnan, she said that she and Lala are not the same people. She is not a lesbian. I can't disturb her."
"What should we do?"
"...take care of her, stay away from her..."
After making this decision, Wu Yuanyuan looked up in the bathtub and finally exhaled, seeming to feel a little more relaxed. But my heart twitched tightly, as if someone was pinching it hard.
A little pain.
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finally. . . . We can talk about emotional issues. . .