The two had kissed many times in junior high school, but the kiss between teenagers and girls in the blooming season was particularly green, just lips to lips, rubbing lightly and then not moving—even so, they would feel unusually satisfied, for The brief contact makes the heart beat endlessly. The feelings at that age are just feelings, no other conditions are mixed in it, the heartbeat of youth is just caused by hormones, no matter men or women, there is no interest or responsibility, and it is the most pure and sincere.
I like you, without any reason, just a word that slipped out from my heart.
but now-
It's obviously different now.
Wen Ying was still wearing a belly dance skirt, her waist was empty without any fabric to cover it, his hands around her waist and shoulders touched her skin, his rough palms rubbed the delicate skin, and the ambiguous breath came from each other. Threads gushed out from where it was connected, and in the narrow space, the heat rose bit by bit.
The long patience caused him to lose control, he pinched her chin, opened her teeth with his tongue, and lightly sucked the tip of her tongue. The girl's sweet breath, mixed with the smell of the chocolate he gave, made his heart skip a beat. Her struggle became smaller and smaller, and he could feel her trembling gently with his hand on her waist, as if unable to bear his aggressive aggression, his hand climbed to his shoulder, grabbed wrinkled his shirt.
The roses had already fallen to my feet, and no one took care of them.
The smell in the air is sticky, like continuous rain for a season, hot and humid and stuffy.
"Well… "
She hummed subconsciously from her throat, which instantly poured a spoonful of oil on the fire, making his movements even hotter, his hand on the back of her head ruffled her hair, and the person in his arms was so obedient , his strength increased little by little, until he rubbed her into his arms.
For a moment, he felt an indescribable fullness in his heart, as if he was satisfied, he whispered to her between his lips and teeth, "Ninny..."
His kiss gradually slid down and landed on her slender and slender neck, making her shudder, and the small movement broke the calm in an instant, as if it brought her reason back into the cage in an instant.
Shan Yao was suddenly pushed away!
His back hit the wall heavily, and the pain in the bones of his back made him let out a muffled grunt. Before he could recover, a slap came from the air in the next second!
There was only a crisp sound, and the air condensed instantly.
Shan Yao felt that he was probably crazy.
When he watched her perform in the class position, he realized that he regretted it. It was the teacher he hired for her, so of course he knew that she chose belly dancing. He felt that the clothing exposed too much skin, and tried to persuade her to change to another type. He remembered that when she was in junior high school, she danced very well in classical dance, and she danced Tao Yao with her sleeves bent and her waist bent, with a powerful aura. It's a pity that she refuses to compromise. She is no longer the character who is willing to make various concessions for him. If he didn't invite her, she would look for it by herself, and he had nothing to do with her.
He has seen her rehearse, she is very skillful, and the teacher praised her for her talent. Even so, he never thought that when she came on stage, she would be so dazzling.
When Lu Jiamei was dancing on the stage, others would praise him for his good fortune, but when she started dancing, everyone around her held their breath and focused all their attention on her. He is a boy, and he knows what boys are thinking. For a moment, they must have the same idea, that is, let her dance, let her dance in front of them alone, all her agility, all her grace, all just want to let her dance. Belongs to one person to savor.
Thinking of this, there was a desire to destroy in his heart, wishing to go on stage immediately and mess up the show she had worked so hard to prepare.
He waited until the show was over before going to the backstage to congratulate her, but he saw someone hugging her long before him. Everything was out of control in an instant, he waited on the road she had to pass, and finally couldn't help but kissed her fiercely.
After staying in the darkness for a while, his sight was already used to the darkness, and a ray of moonlight outside the window fell in the window, and they could both vaguely see the person opposite them.
But before Shan Yao could feel the tingle on his face, he suddenly noticed that the person in front of him was trembling. Her body trembled slightly, but her clear eyes were fixed on him, and there was a flash of water in her eyes. His heart trembled, and he immediately stepped forward to hug her tightly again, "Daughter, don't cry..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp object piercing his shoulder, through the thin shirt, almost embedded in his flesh.
"Scum." She scolded him with tears in her eyes.
"..." He was silent, and just hugged him up. She was not tall, and she had to tiptoe desperately to bite his shoulder, so it was even easier to be carried up by him.
"Scum..." She tossed it over and over as if this was the only word to relieve her anger. Finally, she whimpered and asked, "Who do you think I am?"
"No one," he said, "it's you."
"Me?" She trembled slightly, as if she was crying hard, but also as if she was very angry, "You still know it's me, not your girlfriend! Shan Yao, do you have amnesia? You want me to be obedient Isn't it you who belonged to my sister? Isn't it you who almost gave up contact and communication just to make me give up? What are you doing now, how lowly am I, can you hug and kiss whenever you want? "
His breathing stopped suddenly, as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and he was slightly dizzy.
"of course not!"
"It's not anything, it's not that you got nervous and came to hug me, or that you wanted to kiss me, but I threw myself into my arms? I seduced you?"
After she finished speaking, she wiped her lips vigorously with the back of her hand, as if she felt disgusted, disgusted by the state she had just immersed in, disgusted by his actions, until the skin on her lips was wiped dry, and finally tore the skin of her mouth , There are streaks of blood oozing out. She bit her lower lip.
Shan Yao felt his heart twitch slightly, and he went to grab her hand to prevent her from continuing to torture herself.
He rubbed against her bleeding lips, his eyes dimmed, "It's not your fault, it's all my fault."
"How could you be wrong?" she said, "If I really became the mistress they said, I was the one who was wrong, so what does it have to do with you?"
He focused his gaze, "Who scolded you like that?"
"Are you in a hurry? Want to avenge me?" She felt his hand on her waist tighten suddenly, and seeing his slightly changed expression, she suddenly burst into tears and laughed, "Before I could go back and slap him, Let her go away with her dirty thoughts, but now you have ruined her. You kissed me, and I really became a mistress. "
"No." His throat was dry and hoarse, "You are not."
Whether she is a lover or a younger sister, he can't let her become such an unbearable existence.
He suddenly realized his indecision all along. Ever since he read her diary, he has been thinking about getting close to her, controlling her, and doing many things for her that she once longed for him to do. But the root cause has never changed, he still rationally refuses to be with her.
They can't.
He still remembers what he said firmly to his friends, because he always thought that they were more suitable as brothers and sisters.
until today…
Seeing her hurting herself, seeing her constantly irritating and persecuting him with words, he finally realized one thing, he couldn't escape her.
He can clearly know that every word she slanders herself is an attack, she is driving bullets into his body, let him engrave it in his bones, let him understand what kind of grievance she is suffering, let him remember her blood Don't let her fall into such a situation again.
And when she pointed a weapon at him, he would just take off his body armor and surrender to her unconditionally.
He found that he didn't know when, and suddenly he couldn't do anything with her.
This realization made him suddenly make a certain decision. If there is a choice, he will definitely be able to choose the most suitable one, but if the choice is lost, or all the options become the same, what is the point of choosing or not choosing
Wen Ying's somewhat hollow voice sounded again, "Thinking about it now, she was right. I always wanted to chase you back, but you are her boyfriend. What right do I have to chase you? For her , I am the junior."
He only felt his scalp tingling slightly, and when he heard the meaning of her words, his voice was slightly hissed, "Then what now?"
"I've had enough of it."
Her words brought him back to that day in an instant, when he asked her angrily if she had had enough trouble, she stood in front of him, raised her head as much as she could, stared at him stubbornly and persistently and said, "One lifetime is not enough."
It was as if a heavy stone had been pressed in his heart, and he suddenly couldn't breathe.
When Wen Ying packed up her emotions and walked out of the curtain, she raised her eyes slightly and bumped into Gong Xuan's eyes, and she froze in place. He glanced at her, looking past her and behind her.
The curtain behind was slightly curved by the wind, revealing the oversized sneakers that boys only wear under the curtain.
Before she could say "Ah Xuan", she saw him stretching his waist and beckoning to her, "Why are you still standing there? Let's go, is there something delicious next to your school? I'll take you there for supper. "
Since the day of the school celebration party, Wen Ying's popularity in the school has skyrocketed, and she once jumped to the top of the list of campus goddesses. Everyone knows that Wen Ying's dance in Class 4, Senior One, is amazing. Lu Jiamei has been famous for a long time, and the ballet video has been circulated among the people for two years, and it has lost its freshness. If no one can match her, then she will naturally maintain her position in people's minds. But once a rising star emerges, her image will dim.
Of course, this is not to say that belly dance is better than ballet, but it is just the nature of people to like the new and dislike the old.
If she hadn't participated in the school celebration this time, and her past glory was engraved in people's memory, then no one would compare her with Wen Ying. But she not only participated in the party, but was also arranged to appear before Wen Ying. People will find that they only remember Wen Ying's dance, but not so deeply about her, and naturally come to the conclusion that she is not as good as Wen Ying. Even at the beginning, her performance also received so much warm attention and applause.
It took a long time for Wen Ying to realize that Lu Jiamei was responsible for the arrangement of this program. The other party was probably pushed by her and wanted to suppress her arrogance, so she finally agreed to participate in the redemption activity. Lu Jiamei once held a position in the student union, so it is not difficult to tamper with the program list. Otherwise, it is not a particularly reasonable arrangement for two solo dances to be arranged together.
But she won anyway, so she didn't care about these details.
The spread of fame means that there are endless admirers. Wen Ying's drawer is full of love letters. Walking in the corridor, there will be students from the same grade who will greet her shyly, and senior seniors will ask her questions with a smile. Contact information can attract crowds wherever you go.
Along with fame comes gossip, including her involvement in the relationship between Shan Yao and Lu Jiamei as a third party, especially after the party, rumors of a breakup broke out between the two.
This day when she just walked out of the classroom after class, someone rushed over and scolded her. The left words were "seduce" and "little three". She took a closer look and found that the other party was the senior who scolded her in the background that day. Lu Jiamei's friend.
But this time was different from the time in the backstage. At that time, everyone around was busy, and the topic was not as hot as it is now. It immediately attracted the attention of countless students in the corridor.
Just when people were speculating, suspicious, malicious, or mockingly focused on Wen Ying, Lu Jiamei rushed over.
Wen Ying stood there with her textbook in her arms, and smiled at her, "What a coincidence, it's Senior Lu again."
"I'm here to apologize to my junior." She held back her friend and said apologetically, "We all made a mistake, but she is actually A Yao's younger sister."