When Su Chang finished taking a shower, the lights in the living room had been turned off and there was no movement.
I don’t know if it was because she had been drinking, or because she usually wore pajamas when taking a shower at home and put them on again when she came out. Anyway, she forgot to take her pajamas with her this time.
Even the physical habits are not ready to be a guest.
She dried her body and walked out of the bathroom naked. Fortunately, the master bedroom and bathroom were connected to form a small suite, otherwise she might have been embarrassed.
But its body was so comfortable and at ease that it didn't even get goosebumps as if it was offended. It still regarded this space filled with familiar smells as a safe area. It was still used to being a master.
She came to the wardrobe and skillfully opened the second to last drawer under the rightmost door. There were three sets of clean pajamas, one set was Yu Zhou's and the other was Su Chang's. When they broke up, they were still hanging on the balcony. After Yu Zhou took them down, he put them in the drawer.
There was another set, also belonging to Yu Zhou, but because the color was too similar to the one Su Chang usually wore, the two of them often switched between them.
Su Chang hesitated for a moment, took the set, put it on, then opened the quilt and lay down.
The scent of shower gel and Yu Zhou's unique body odor instantly enveloped her, so familiar that it was deadly.
The most vicious thing is the pillow, because the scent of shampoo is the strongest, which can easily give a drunk person the illusion that there is someone lying next to him.
Su Chang sighed and closed her eyes. Her nose felt a little itchy, so she opened her eyes and instinctively wanted to find a tissue.
But there was nothing on the bedside table. She opened the first drawer of the bedside table and found a pack of blue tissue paper inside. She took it out and saw a few small finger gloves in the deep of the drawer, in a not-so-secret place.
Scattered and lonely, lying there, as if almost forgotten.
She put the tissue on the bedside table and closed her eyes again. She went from lying down, to curling up on her side, to stretching out her body, everything was the same.
My mind is full of Yu Zhou.
It was not the Yu Zhou who was sitting in front of her and answering her in a low voice, nor was it the Yu Zhou who was talking nonsense and telling jokes, but the Yu Zhou who was lying on this soft bed in the dark, softer than the bed.
She looks carefree, but actually she is a little timid, especially during sex. She likes to take things slowly and can't stand it if it's faster. She likes Su Chang to kiss her gently while doing it slowly.
Fortunately, Su Chang doesn't like intense things. She is very patient and goes back and forth over and over again.
Yu Zhou didn't show any big waves, even his humming was very light, and only when he was about to reach the end did he grab Su Chang's arm and whispered to her: "Su Chang, Su Chang."
It sounded like a breathy sound, better than anything Su Chang had ever heard with his most discerning ears.
Su Chang's index finger stroked the cotton sheet, stroking it once or twice. The fading moonlight shone on half of her face.
The most diligent one is the sun on duty, who goes to work after a few hours.
Xiang Wan woke up from a near-coma with a splitting headache. She took a look at her yellow halter dress and smelled the strong stench of alcohol. She put on her slippers and went out, where she saw Yu Zhou tidying up the coffee table.
Yu Zhou picked out the fruits he bought yesterday, threw away a few bad ones, and put the rest in the refrigerator. He walked towards her with a plastic bag. Xiang Wan was about to speak when Yu Zhou raised a finger: "Shh."