Miss EASY

Chapter 21

I was stupid for a while.

Until Shen Yan uttered weakly, "Don't you look down on me? Why do you still have a frightened face?"

I rubbed the business card into the palm of my hand, silently.When he looked at her again, his mood and eyes were complicated.

I remained silent and didn't answer. After a while, I turned my head and looked out the car window.The indescribable state of mind can only be dazed by looking at the scenery all the way back.

Shen Yan answered on his own, "I'm not feeling well." He leaned on my shoulder again.

I really admire her, even if she doesn't get the response she deserves, she can still look calm and composed.

On the way to send Shen Yan to the hospital, I didn't speak again.When I got out of the car, Shen Yan was still leaning crookedly on my body, and I bit the bullet and let her lean on me.The young lady wanted to come over to help unsteadily, she said to help.As soon as Shen Yan was in her hands, she straightened herself immediately, and her pen was extremely straight.The young lady said to help me, so she 'helped' Shen Yan away.I think she didn't help me, but told me not to.

The young lady took Shen Yan to the emergency room, rowed the ward, took blood pressure and so on.After tossing for a long time, I didn't want to let me intervene in anything.As soon as I elbowed her, she cut me with her eyes.I was so intimidated by her that I didn't dare to act rashly, watching her arrange everything by herself.When Shen Yan was lying on the hospital bed, the young lady took my hand and said goodbye to her solemnly, and the wind swept me away.

Miss Sister Yu had been hiding her dissatisfaction and anger towards me for a long time, and it exploded at the stairs.

"I'm not at home, how can you be so affectionate with others?"

I looked up at her side face, her eyes turned away quietly, her face was indifferent.When I came back to my senses, of course I understood that she was losing her temper.She's not the type to lose her temper and talk harshly.When you are angry, you can judge how angry a person is by how heavily you speak.I can't use this set for a young lady. I can only judge how angry she is by the degree of her chest rise and fall.

When I pulled her, she wouldn't shake my hand, at most she would say, "Don't touch me." But she didn't say so, so she wasn't particularly angry.I took her hand to my shoulder because she was taller than me because she was wearing high heels.She also didn't say, "You go away." So I thought it was easier to deal with.

She went downstairs with my shoulders in her arms, her tone at this time, as if nothing had happened to me, seemed indifferent.

"You didn't make it clear to her."

"My dad has chased you for six years, and you haven't made it clear to him for six years?"

The young lady choked on my rebuttal. "The attitude of the two of you is very ambiguous."

I also thought about it, "You can't say that. Men chasing women are different from women chasing women. You see, men and women holding hands must be lovers. Women holding hands is not certain."

This time, the young lady remained silent for a long time.

I continued to analyze while the iron was hot, "Look, when you chased me, you didn't point it out at first. The attitude of others seeing us must be very ambiguous. In fact, I had no idea about you at the time."

The young lady was not very happy to hear it, "That is to say, you are with me now, and you may be with her in the future?"

According to the law of 'everything is possible, you can't say you're dead right now', I should affirm this possibility.But according to the law of scientists that 'love only has a shelf life of three months, and the rest is the period of deterioration', I shouldn't fall in love either.But I talked about it anyway.

It shows that love cannot be viewed with a purely rational perspective.It is often dominated by sensibility, and sometimes even rationality is completely abandoned.

When is that certain time?

Right now.

"Of course I can't get along with her. There is no such possibility. I swear to the sky, I only like you."

The little sister kissed me on the face a little excitedly, I tilted my head on her shoulder, and it was over.

After returning home, the young lady actively lay on my back, "Xiao Shuang, would you like me to give you a massage? I brought essential oils from abroad."

Originally, she said she wanted to take a bath, but she just came back full of travel and dust.I said you wash it, then I will read a book for a while.I still have electives in the afternoon, so I escaped because of her.About half an hour later, she came out with a smudged headscarf, and asked me to take a bath a little coquettishly.I am not dusty, what should I wash?Besides, I'm used to washing before going to bed at night.I told her that I'm done washing now, and I have to wash it at night.The young lady didn't care, she took my book away, like a duck to the shelves, took a set of her own two-piece pajamas, and the underwear she said she hadn't worn once, and she arched my back to go to the bathroom bath.I muttered and muttered, and finished washing in cooperation.When it's over, I come out, and she asks me to accompany her on jet lag, so let's do it.

She sleeps, and I lie on the bed to read the books of elective courses.Classes are all skipped, and if I don’t read the book again, I have to find time to pick it up later.The jet-lagged person didn't want to sleep anymore, so he turned, rolled, crawled, and finally fell on my back.The original posture of lying on the stomach squeezed the chest a little bit, and it was fine to lie on the stomach for a while. She lay on the stomach for a long time, and I felt that my 32B chest was about to be crushed into an airport by her.

I hurriedly said, "Well, just don't press on my back, sit next to me when you massage."

She jumped out of bed with bare feet, and the movement of jumping made me turn my head to look.

She dug out a bottle of tea-colored essential oil from a pile of suitcases. When she turned around, she saw that I was looking at her, and deliberately stepped on a very elegant pace, with a taste that made people think, with long straight hair. Scattered on large expanses of bare|exposed skin.Just look at it, it's a little bit charming.I couldn't move my eyes a little bit, and then the book was closed.When the little sister walked to the bed, her face started to turn a little red, and her gaze sank. I thought something was wrong with her.

Sure enough, she lifted the hem of her nightgown directly, and my butt touched her crotch.

This pose is so embarrassing.How should I put it, there is a feeling of being raped.I also blushed a little.It seemed that he had to despise her on purpose so that the atmosphere wouldn't be so embarrassing.I called her up verbally, complaining that she was pressing on me.She probably also understood my psychology. Instead of getting up, she sat down more firmly.He also deliberately twisted his crotch twice.

The Sanweizhenhuo at noon is not considered as fire anymore, but this one is considered as fire now.The position of my buttocks became hot, and even my face was burned red.I scratched the cover of the book with my fingernails, and controlled my fluctuating emotions. Because I was shy, my tone was a bit fierce.

"Do you have to sit on me to press it?"

"Ah."

Well, she's a stinky rascal!

The smelly hooligan lifted my pajamas up as fast as my hallucination.She took the massage oil and brushed my hair away, and I sank my cheeks into the soft pillow in cooperation, and I could smell a touch of elegant fragrance.How a person smells can be smelled from the pillow she uses.Miss Sister smells very good.Faintly, like the tail note of a perfume.She patted my back gently, as if to relax the muscles, and I felt like killing a chicken.After the slapping, she pushed it out one by one from the position of the spine along a half-arc trajectory... I fell asleep afterwards.

When he woke up, it was already dark.I grabbed my phone and saw it was almost seven o'clock.The lady is still sleeping.She just got off the plane and needs to adjust to the jet lag, so she probably won't wake up for a while.I had a dream before. In the dream, I was sitting in a wheelchair, pushing myself to play in the yard.When I woke up, I was held in her arms, her right hand was around my waist, her left leg was squeezed between my legs forcefully, and her right leg was naturally covering my right leg.I said how to get a good night's sleep, I felt paralyzed in my lower body, and I had such a dream.

She didn't know how long she was going to sleep this time, maybe it was possible to sleep until dawn.I got up carefully and didn't wake up the young lady.I closed the door of her bedroom and went back to my own home.I stood under the big chandelier in the living room and took down the white cloth on my mother's photo.I moved a chair and sat in front of the photo, with my head resting on one arm, looking at the photo.

After a long silence, my eyes were red, and I didn't know what to do, what should I do?

I took out Shen Yan's business card and repeatedly wrinkled it in my palm.

"I used to be afraid that you would get angry, so I listened to you. You hoped that I would be rich and healthy, happy and smooth. You didn't want me to get hurt, and you didn't want me to have a dark side."

"But some things don't exist if you don't think about them. It's not like you can avoid them if you don't want to. I want to avoid them, but they bump into me."

"I often think, is it right to listen to your words? While I listen to your words, I struggle in my heart. Isn't this just delivered to the door automatically?"

"Mom, what can't be avoided is God's will. If you follow God's will, you can't go wrong."

I ran out with the car keys and drove the car towards the city.After driving for more than half an hour, I rushed to the viaduct at night.Under the bridge, thousands of households are dimly lit, and there is a dim splendor, but I can't find a place where I live.This city, where I have lived for nearly 20 years, is very large, with a population of nearly 500 million.People from different circles of life, people from two worlds, if they don't get close on purpose, it's hard to have an intersection.

Shen Yan and I have different circles and different worlds. We have no intersection at all, and we didn't want to do it. If she hadn't deliberately approached me, I wouldn't believe that the two of us have such an incredible fate.

The son wants to support but the relative does not wait.It will be the deep-seated pain of my life.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.I have already decided to let go, but she just wanted to come to provoke me.

Since she provoked me, Miss Shen, please give me more advice for the rest of my life.

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Hee hee, I have been slow to update these two days.

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