Those Sweet Times

Chapter 92: Shen Zemu X Yang Yin (2)

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Lin Chuyan ran to Yuanchi community twice in three days, and Shen Zemu could easily meet him.

That day, Lin Chuyan and Xiang Nuan were walking on the road holding hands, when Shen Zemu suddenly stopped in front of them.

"I have something to ask you." Shen Zemu said, looking at Lin Chuyan.

Xiang Nuan silently watched the backs of the two of them leaving, thinking, what can't be said in front of my face

Shen Zemu didn't want to talk nonsense with Lin Chuyan, so he asked straight to the point: "Did you get drunk that night?"

"When?"

"Thunder Cup final."

"No." Lin Chuyan's family had a little alcoholic, so he didn't dare to drink too much.

"Well. So, how did we get back to our room at night?"

"The others were brought back by me. You and Sister Yin helped each other back. Did you forget? You and Sister Yin were good friends at that time." Lin Chuyan recalled the details of that night little by little, "By the way, senior, You actually..." He paused at this point, and smiled slightly.

Shen Zemu frowned, "What's wrong with me?"

"You sing out of tune."

Shen Zemu closed his eyes, "Goodbye."

"Wait a minute, senior." Lin Chuyan called him back.

He turned around and looked at Lin Chuyan.

"The question asked by the senior is a bit strange," Lin Chuyan touched his chin, turned his head, and immediately came up with a very exciting thing, "Senior, you and sister Yin... can't you?"

Shen Zemu was a little helpless. Lin Chuyan is too smart.

He knew that it was useless even if he denied it at this moment, so he could only say: "Don't say it."

Lin Chuyan didn't intend to cooperate: "If our family Nuan Nuan asks, I will definitely not hide it."

Shen Zemu gave him a cold look: "I am in the same campus as Xiang Nuan. If I work hard, I can see her every day. I don't know if you mind."

Lin Chuyan could tell that Shen Zemu was threatening him. The feeling that my girlfriend is missed by the whole world... I'm really upset.

"Senior, you have become shameless."

"Thank you, I learned from you."

After bidding farewell to Lin Chuyan, Shen Zemu leaned against the back wall of the laboratory building, lit a cigarette, and was silently in a daze.

According to the clues provided by Lin Chuyan, he recalled some of what happened that night. He and Yang Yin supported each other to go upstairs, he sent Yang Yin to her room and did not go out.

Why didn't you go out? What did you think? ... I don't know what to think, maybe it's really good to be two brothers.

And then what

He seemed to feel uncomfortable, so he took off his shirt. So when he woke up the next day he was shirtless.

The question is, who took off Yang Yin's clothes

Shen Zemu finished smoking a cigarette and didn't want to understand this detail.

My mind is a little messed up.

He called Yang Yin.

Yang Yin's voice sounded very normal, unbelievably calm: "Hello, Shen Zemu? What do you want from me?"

"I..." Shen Zemu breathed out lightly, and spoke with difficulty: "That night we..."

"There was really nothing that night." Yang Yin interrupted him.

"Then, who took your clothes off?"

"Uh, it should be me."

Shen Zemu remained silent.

Yang Yin felt that he didn't believe it, so she added: "I have the habit of sleeping naked, even when I fall asleep, I will take off my clothes, really..." The more she said, the softer she was. This thing is really embarrassing.

After Shen Zemu listened to her, the big rock in his heart was finally loosened. At the same time, he was also a little embarrassed, calmed down and said, "Sorry."

"It's okay."

In this awkward moment for both parties, the best thing to do is to end the call. Shen Zemu held the phone silently, waiting for her to say goodbye. As a result, Yang Yin also remained silent and did not speak for a long time.

After being silent for about half a minute, Yang Yin suddenly said, "Shen Zemu."

"Um?"

"I want to ask you a favor."

Yang Yin didn't say what she wanted him to do on the phone, but Shen Zemu seemed to muster up a lot of courage to speak out from her tone. Maybe he wanted to make up for his guilt towards her too much, so he agreed without asking what it was.

Yang Yin said that she came to his school to look for him.

When she arrived, it was raining again, and Shen Zemu stood at the school gate holding an umbrella, watching her get out of the car and run in the rain. He hurried up to meet him.

"I don't have an umbrella." This was the first sentence Shen Zemu said when they met.

"Forgot." Yang Yin shook her hair indifferently.

The two went to the coffee shop opposite the east gate. Yang Yin ordered an Americano, and Shen Zemu ordered a soda.

"You don't drink coffee?" she asked.

"Never drink."

"why?"

"Insomnia."

Yang Yin suddenly thought of seeing him smoking alone in the garden that night, she asked: "Do you often suffer from insomnia?"

"Um."

Having said that, there was another silence. Yang Yin suddenly discovered that she and Shen Zemu were not really familiar. This is a bit strange, obviously they have known each other for a long time, and they are at the same time as Xiang Nuan.

Coffee and soda were served one after another, and Shen Zemu asked Yang Yin, "What are you looking for?"

This matter is a bit difficult to say. Yang Yin held on to the handle of the coffee cup, lowered her eyes, her gaze fell on the dark brown tabletop, and said, "I have obstacles for men."

"What's the meaning?"

"That is, about intimate contact with the opposite sex—that kind of contact, do you understand?"

Shen Zemu nodded, "Yes."

"I'm very resistant to that kind of contact. I went to see a psychiatrist, and the doctor said that it was a mental disorder." Yang Yin paused, with a trace of disbelief on her face, "But that day, I And you, I didn't…”

Shen Zemu understood what she meant, he suppressed his doubts about that obstacle, and asked, "Is it because of being drunk?"

"I have thought about this possibility. The other possibility is that my illness is cured."

"so?"

"So..." Yang Yin swallowed her saliva, "I want to try again, while awake. This is very important to me."

Try again, always with the opposite sex. Yang Yin is single now, this request seems very strange, no matter who she is looking for, she is baffled, she thinks it over and thinks that Shen Zemu is the most suitable one. Anyway, I've already been embarrassed with Shen Zemu once, so I don't mind being embarrassed again and breaking the jar.

Shen Zemu remained silent and looked at her quietly.

Yang Yin said: "I know my request is a bit... cough, too much. It doesn't matter if you don't agree."

"Why is there a psychological barrier?" Shen Zemu asked suddenly.

Yang Yin was stunned for a moment, lowered her gaze, and there was silence between the two of them again.

After being silent for an unknown amount of time, just when Shen Zemu thought she would not answer, she spoke: "When I was sixteen, I was almost raped by my stepfather."

"So you ran away from home?"

"Um."

"Your mother doesn't care?"

"She was beaten every day and couldn't take care of herself."

She was very calm when she said this, from her demeanor to her tone. Shen Zemu suddenly wanted to hug her.

They took a room at a nearby hotel. When I registered my ID card, I chose a business double room. The girl at the front desk was quite considerate and said, "If you become a member, you can upgrade to a luxury couple suite for free."

"No need." Yang Yin immediately refused. She needs a dignified room.

The rent was paid by Shen Zemu, and he insisted on paying, but Yang Yin couldn't hold him back.

The two took the room card and walked from the lobby to the room in silence. Yang Yin found that the most thing she did with Shen Zemu was to be silent, and she didn't know if it was the same with other people when they got along with him.

Their room was nice, with large windows and thin curtains.

Yang Yin went to the table and picked up a bottle of water, and asked, "Do you drink water?"

Shen Zemu shook his head.

Holding the water bottle, Yang Yin felt a little nervous. In fact, she didn't know how to start.

Shen Zemu stood aside to observe her expression. Then he went to the bed and sat down, looked at her, and said, "Come here."

Yang Yin put down the water bottle and walked over to him. She lowered her head and looked at his knees.

Shen Zemu grabbed her wrist, holding her with dry and warm hands, with little strength. He grabbed her wrist and pulled it down gently, so Yang Yin sat on his lap.

The two were so close, he could smell her breath, which was fresh and comfortable, reminiscent of the grass on a sunny day.

Shen Zemu is also a young child, he doesn't know much more than Yang Yin. But at this moment, he clearly felt that she was at a loss, so he hugged her waist and gave instructions: "Help me undress."

Yang Yin sat on his lap and unbuttoned his shirt one by one. Her thighs and buttocks pressed against him firmly, and when she unbuttoned his clothes, her trembling fingertips touched the skin of his chest from time to time. Shen Zemu was not an eunuch, so being teased by the opposite sex would inevitably make his heart beat faster and his breath short of breath.

He didn't dare to look at her anymore, raised his chin, and looked away.

Yang Yin took off his shirt completely, she supported his shoulder, put it on, and kissed his neck clumsily.

Shen Zemu looked at the white screen in front of the window, his throat was a little tight. The memory of that day was awakened again, the girl's soft limbs, slick and smooth, her knees against his...

No, I can't think about it any more.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly realized that his chest was wet and hot.

It's tears.

Yang Yin was no longer kissing him, she was lying on his chest, weeping silently.

Shen Zemu retracted his arms and hugged her more firmly. He felt that she was curled up in his arms like an obedient kitten, without any resistance or obstacle, it was extremely normal.

He patted her on the back softly.

There are many pains in this world, and before you know it, they have already been weathered into sand by time.

"Thank you." Yang Yin said.

Shen Zemu looked at the window screen, where it was dazzlingly white, and there was light falling through the window screen on the floor and bed, quiet and bright.

"The sun is out," he said.