The two had kissed many times in junior high school, but the kiss between the young girls in the flower season was extremely green, but the lips were close to the lips, and they would not move after a light rub-even so, they would feel very satisfied Heartbeat for short contact. The feelings of that age are just feelings, and there are no other conditions mixed in it. The heartbeat of youth is just hormones. No matter men and women, there is no interest, no responsibility, and the most pure and sincere.
I like you for no reason, just a word slipping out of my heart.
but now--
It is clearly different now.
Wen Ying also wore a belly dance dance skirt, and there was no cloth covering her waist. His hands around her waist and shoulders were close to her skin, and the rough palms were touching the delicate skin, and the ambiguous atmosphere was from each other. The place where it came was gushing out like silk, and in the narrow space, the heat rose one by one.
Long patience caused him to get out of control. He pinched her chin, opened her teeth with her tongue, and gently sucked the tip of her tongue. The girl's sweet breath, mixed with the taste of the chocolate he sent, passed him by. The extent of her struggle is getting smaller and smaller, his hand lightly touching her waist can feel her trembling gently, as if he can't bear his aggressive aggression, the hand climbs to his shoulder and grabs Wrinkled his shirt.
The rose had long been hit by the feet, no one took care of it.
The air in the air is sticky, like a continuous season of rain, hot and suffocating.
"Well..."
She groaned unconsciously from her throat, and suddenly poured a spoonful of oil on the fire, making his movements more hot. The hand on the back of her head rubbed her hair. His strength increased a little, and she rubbed her into his arms.
For a moment, he felt an indescribable sense of fullness, seeming to be satisfied, and whispered to her between lips and teeth, "囡囡 ..."
His kiss gradually slipped and fell on her thin white slender neck, making her neck shudder, and the small movements broke the calm in an instant, as if letting her reason return.
Shan Yao was suddenly pushed away!
His back hit the wall heavily, and the pain in his spine bone made him groan, not waiting for him to recover, and the next second, a slap in the air!
With just a crisp sound, the air instantly condensed.
Shan Yao thought he was probably crazy.
When he saw her performance in the class position, he found himself regretting it. The teacher he asked her, of course, knew that she chose belly dance. He suspected that the skin on his clothes was too much, and urged her to change to another type. He remembered that when she was in junior high school, she danced very well in classical dance, with a piece of peach twisted her sleeves, her aura was compelling. It's a pity that she refused to compromise, and she was not the character who was willing to make all kinds of concessions for him. He didn't ask, she went to find it by herself, he couldn't get her.
He has watched her rehearsals and is very skillful. The teacher praised her for her talent. Even so, he never thought that when she took the stage, she would be so dazzling.
When Lu Jiamei jumped on the stage, others would come to praise him a good blessing, but when she began to dance, all the people around her were holding their breath and betting all their hearts on her. He is a boy. He knows what a boy is thinking. For a moment, they must have the same idea, that is, let her jump, so that she can only jump in front of them. Belong to a person to taste.
Thinking of this, there was a desire for destruction pervading him, and he wished he could immediately come to power and mess up her hard-prepared show.
He waited until the end of the show to congratulate her on the backstage, but he saw a man hug her before her. Everything was out of control in an instant, he waited on the way she must pass, and finally couldn't help but kissed her fiercely.
After staying in the dark for a while, his eyes were used to the darkness. A line of moonlight fell outside the window, and they could each look at the person on the opposite side vaguely.
But Shan Yao was too late to feel the tingling on his face, and suddenly realized that the person in front of him was trembling. Her body was trembling, but her clear eyes were staring at him deadly, and there was a flash of water in her eyes. He throbbed in his heart and immediately stepped forward to hug her again, "Don't cry ..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a sharp object pierce his shoulders, almost embedded in his flesh through a thin shirt.
"Scum." She scolded him in tears.
"..." He was silent, just hugged him up. She was not tall enough to bite **** his shoulder, and it was even more labor-saving to be held up by him.
"Scum ..." She turned to and fro as if only one word could relieve her. At the end, she whimpered and asked, "Who do you think of me?"
"No one," he said, "it's you."
"I?" She shivered slightly, like she was crying hard, and she was so angry, "You still know it's me, not your girlfriend! Shan Yao, do you have amnesia? Want me to be obedient Is n't your sister yours, is it not you who almost gave up contact and communication in order to make me die? Now what are you doing, how often do I make it so that you can hug and kiss? "
His breath was stagnation, as if smashed by a heavy hammer, and dizzy slightly.
"of course not!"
"It's not that, it's not that you ran to hug me nervously, nor did you want to kiss me, it was I who gave me a hug? It was me who seduce you?"
After she finished speaking, she rubbed her back with her hands and rubbed her lips vigorously, as if feeling sick, feeling sick for her just-immersed state, and sickening for his actions, until the skin on her lips was dried and the tear was finally torn. , There are bloodshot out. She bit her lower lip.
Shan Yao only felt the heart twitch slightly, and he went to catch her hand, not letting her continue to abuse herself.
He rubbed her bleeding lips, his eyes darkened, "It's not your problem, it's all my fault."
"How could you be wrong?" She said. "If I really became the third in their mouth, it was me who was wrong. What does it have to do with you?"
His eyes narrowed, "Who scolded you so much?"
"Are you in a hurry? Want to avenge me?" She felt his hand put on her waist suddenly, watching his slightly changed expression, and suddenly burst into tears, "I can go back and slap, Let her go away with her dirty thoughts, but now you are ruined. You kissed me, and I am really a minor. "
"No." His throat was dry, "You're not."
Whether she is a lover or a sister, he can't make her such an unbearable existence.
He suddenly realized his indecision. Since reading her diary, he has been thinking about approaching her, trying to control her, and doing a lot of things for her that she had longed for him to do. But the roots have not changed, he still rationally refused to be with her.
They are impossible.
He still remembers what he said firmly to his friends, because he always thought they were more suitable as siblings.
until today...
Watching her hurt herself, watching her constantly use words to stimulate him and force him, he finally recognized one thing, he couldn't escape her.
He can clearly know that every sentence she defames is an attack, and she is bulleted into his body, let him be carved in the bone, let him understand what kind of grievance she is suffering, let him remember her flow After the tears, never let her fall into such a situation.
When she aimed at him with a weapon, he would only take off his body armor and surrender to her unconditionally.
He realized that he didn't know when he was, and suddenly he couldn't get her.
This recognition suddenly made him have a decision. If there is a choice, he must be able to make the most suitable one, but if the options are lost, or all options become the same, what is the point of choosing and not choosing?
Wen Ying's somewhat hollow voice sounded again, "Now think about it, she is right, I always wanted to chase you back, but you are her boyfriend, what qualification do I have to chase? For her , I 'm the third. "
He only felt his scalp slightly numb, and he heard what she said, and his voice was slightly hissing, "So now?"
"I have enough trouble."
Her words brought him back to the day instantly, and he angrily questioned whether her trouble was enough. She stood in front of him, stubbornly and stared at him stubbornly and persistently.
He felt a heavy stone in his heart, and suddenly he was out of breath.
*
When Wen Ying packed her emotions and walked out of the curtain, her eyes slightly lifted into Gong Xuan's eyes, and she stayed in place. He glanced at her and looked over her and turned behind her.
The curtain behind him was gently blown by the wind to reveal a large size of sneakers that the boys underneath only wear.
Before she said "Axuan", she saw him stretched out and waved to her, "Why are you still stunned? Going away, is there something delicious next to your school? Take you to supper. "
*
Since the day of the school party, Wen Ying's topic in the school has skyrocketed, and once jumped to the top of the school goddess list. No one did not know that the dance of Wen Ying in the first four classes was amazing. Lu Jiamei has been famous for a long time, and the ballet video has been circulating among the people for two years, and she has lost her freshness. If no one can match her, then she can always maintain her position in people's minds. However, once a rising star appears, her image will be dimmed.
This is not to say that belly dancing is better than ballet, but it's just the nature of people who like old and new.
If she did not participate in this school celebration, her former glory was imprinted in people's memories, so no one would compare her with Wen Ying. But she not only attended the party, but was also scheduled to appear before Wenying. People would realize that she only remembered Wenying's dance, but she was not so profound about her, and naturally came to the conclusion that she was not as good as Wenying. Even if her performance had also received so much attention and applause.
It was a long time before Wen Ying learned that Lu Jiamei's handwriting was arranged for this show. The other party was probably pressed by her. If she wanted to suppress her arrogance, she finally agreed to participate in the redemption activity. Lu Jiamei used to hold positions in the Student Union. It is not difficult to do things on the program list. Otherwise, the two solo dances are arranged together, which is actually not a particularly reasonable arrangement.
But she won all the time, and she didn't care about the details.
The spread of fame means that endless admirers, Wen Ying 's drawer is filled with love letters, walking in the hallway, there will be shy greetings from her classmates, and senior seniors smiled and asked her Contact information, wherever you go can cause onlookers.
Accompanying her fame is the gossip of catching the wind and catching the shadows, including the fact that she intervened in the relationship between Shan Yao and Lu Jiamei to become a third party, especially shortly after the party, rumors broke up between the two.
She just walked out of the classroom after class that day, and someone rushed over and scolded her in a face-to-face manner. The left side was just "hooking" and "Little Three". She took a closer look and found that the other party had scolded her in the background that day. Sister, is Lu Jiamei's friend.
But this time was not as busy as the one in the background. The people around were busy at the time. This topic was not as hot as it is now, and it immediately attracted the attention of countless students in the corridor.
Just when people gazed at Wen Ying with speculation or suspicion or malicious or mocking eyes, Lu Jiamei came over.
Wen Ying stood there holding the textbook and smiled at her, "It's a coincidence, it's Lu Xuejie again."
"I'm here to apologize to Xuemei." She grabbed her friend and said apologetically, "We all made a mistake. In fact, she is A Yao's sister."