this life is waiting

Chapter 37

After returning to the dormitory, Yuyu had woken up and was sitting in front of the mirror splashing water on her face. After I closed the door, she looked at me with her lips pursed and said vaguely: "I thought you were going on a date. gone."

I swallowed, let out a big breath, slapped my face with my hand like a fan, and replied Yuyu with a no.

She squeezed the lotion on the back of her hand, and suddenly looked up at me, now I was standing in front of the closet, she came over and stood beside me with a smile, and picked up the mirror and placed it in front of my eyes.

"Tsk tsk, why is your face so red?"

I coughed, pushed the mirror away, and pretended to pick clothes seriously.

Yuyu thought for a while, and suddenly got excited: "Wow! No way, you and He Cheng in the morning?!"

I turned my head and glared at her: "That's your head."

Yuyu laughed: "I don't think it's so fast either, you two seem so frigid, I was chatting with the cute girl the other day, and I said to name you Xipi, but your names are very difficult to choose, the cutest one is Cheng So." She laughed a few times: "I really want to tell the cute girl, just call you frigid CP."

After I listened carefully, I hung up the clothes I took out casually in my hand, took another one, and asked, "Why do you think we are frigid?"

It's better to say that He Cheng is cold-hearted. Those who cherish words like gold seem to be very cold-hearted, not to mention that He Cheng doesn't like to laugh.

But I, I think I'm just crazy...

Sure enough, Yuyu shook her head and sat back, continued to fight against the lotion, and answered me: "He Cheng needless to say, you, although you look neurotic hahahaha."

I:……

Yuyu: "But, hey, how should I put it, I think you don't have sex, and I can't imagine you on the bed, humming." She wiped her hands with hand cream: "In the past, Tang Shuo swore to me, I wanted to subdue you, but you broke up, tsk tsk."

There was a taste of Tang Shuo's spicy chicken in her words.

I thought, I'd better not tell Yuyu what I wanted to touch He Cheng just now, because it would make me appear wretched.

After changing clothes and going out, He Cheng was already waiting at the end of the corridor. The weather in early spring was neither too cold nor too hot. She didn’t tie her hair up and wore it long. Because I came out, she put her phone in her pocket and looked up at me. By the way He flicked his bangs.

Ever since I was obsessed with her beauty, any movement of her can make my heart flutter, even the one ear that turns up after brushing her hair like this makes me feel very cute.

You see, through the window, it still reflects light.

I lifted the bag of my bag, stepped forward in three steps, stood in front of her, and looked at her: "Where are you going?"

She first glanced at my eyes, then looked down, reached out and pressed the corner of my lips to wipe gently.

"Make up?" she asked.

I chuckled: "It's a bit painted on."

I looked at the little redness on her finger, probably because my lipstick was crooked, so I pursed my lips and licked it subconsciously, looked up at her, and asked, "Is it all right?"

She stared at my lips, and rubbed her thumb and index finger in a circle with the hand in the air, with the color on my lips imprinted on it.

A few seconds later, she showed a smiling face, "It looks good."

I took a few more sips, stepped forward and hooked her wrist: "Let's go."

I thought we were just looking for a place to eat, but I never expected that she would take me to the city, let alone that He Cheng, a good student, skipped class.

The traffic jam delayed some time, and more than an hour had passed since I sat down in the store. The university is really inconvenient in the suburbs. It took us only two hours to go home, but it took one hour from the school to the station.

After ordering, He Cheng told me that in her opinion, this Japanese food restaurant tastes very good, and it is the best one she has ever eaten. After the evaluation, she continued to tell me that other restaurants in the city she thinks Great places to eat, even street food.

This surprised me very much, hasn't this girl been here for half a year, and her words made me deeply suspect that she is actually a foodie?

After reviewing the desserts on Changjie, she took a sip of the water on the table, looked at me and smiled, "I want to take you there, which one do you want to eat first?"

I swallowed, and said in a daze, "How do you know so much?"

She explained with a smile: "Come out for a walk when you're bored."

I let out a long oh, and asked again: "A person?"

She shook her head: "Not necessarily." After she finished speaking, she lowered her head and touched the paper towel that had just wiped the table a few times before throwing it into the trash can, and said in a lower voice, "Sometimes with some friends."

I let out another long oh.

Sometimes with some friends, who is that person?

The sound of oh accompanied by the waiter brought up the dishes also interrupted the doubts in my heart.

He Cheng's taste is very good, at least it matches mine, and the dinner she cooked for me last time, at least makes me feel that if we live together in the future, we don't have to worry about eating.

Unlike my parents, although they are very affectionate, they quarreled repeatedly because my father didn't like eating onions, and my mother stubbornly thought that adding more onions would cure my father's problem.

But now that I thought about it, I bit my chopsticks and looked at He Cheng and asked, "Do you eat green onions?"

She thought for a while, then asked, "You don't like it?"

I nodded.

She smiled: "I see."

I:? ? ?

This person is too gentle!

The conversation of only three sentences made me imagine the scene of our life together in the future. She cooks me what I like, maybe she will feed me what I like, maybe she will feed me with her mouth, maybe We will still eat and eat...

I swallowed and looked at the sashimi on the table, feeling very guilty.

After eating, we had a small dispute at the front desk when we checked out.

I stopped her subconsciously taking out the money. I stood in front of her and picked up the wallet I had prepared in advance, but when the waiter was about to accept my money, she grabbed it.

"Don't make trouble."

She pulled me back with all her might.

I hugged her waist in a hurry, she looked at me with a smile, and touched my head: "Okay, I brought you here, I should pay for it, next time you bring me to dinner, let's talk about it, okay?"

I hugged her tightly: "You bully people."

It was clear that I was bullying me, a house girl who doesn't understand food, so I pulled her back a few steps: "You paid for it last time, and you paid for it last time, so you didn't ask me to pay a few times, no, I want pay."

I looked up at her and saw the waiter's expression by the way.

She probably thinks that we are both mentally retarded, rushing to pay for this, but I, who was wronged, used the cry skill in order to achieve my goal.

Originally, I just wanted to simply grab the money and didn't expect the tense to develop into this way, but the matter has come to this point, if He Cheng insists on that, I think I can only cry for her to see.

I haven't cried for a long time, should I cry loudly or sob softly.

Fortunately, He Cheng spared me, or maybe he felt that it was too embarrassing for me to cry at this time, so he sighed and said hello in a compromise.

I paid the money happily, and under the blessing of God, I scratched off the penis and won a hundred.

To get our money out of the way, we decided to go see a movie, but sadly, there aren't any good movies to watch lately.

The two of us stood in front of all kinds of posters and hesitated for more than ten minutes, but we still couldn't come to a conclusion, how to choose a movie with a score of 2 and a movie with a score of 21.It's not a question of fish and bear's paw, it's a question of chocolate-flavored papa and papa-flavored chocolate.

In the end, I chose the one at 21 and didn't leave because it suddenly occurred to me that watching a movie can no longer be simply understood as just watching a movie.

Fortunately, He Cheng has everything up to me. After all, I hold a lot of money now, and I am the uncle.

My uncle bought a big bucket of popcorn, bought a big cup of Coke, inserted two straws, and planned to drop one on purpose later.

This small idea is actually very easy to realize. The aisle in the cinema is very narrow. I let her walk in front and forced her to say that she didn't need to hold the Coke.

In order to achieve the effect of being careless, I shook the Coke cup a few times, but unfortunately the socket was too tight and couldn't come out. I gritted my teeth and stretched out my hand to pull the straw out a little. After shaking it a few more times, it still couldn't fall out, so I In a hurry, he pulled out the straw directly, and the pointed part of the lower end hangs weakly on the socket.

I was happy for a moment, ready to witness it accidentally falling to the ground, but unfortunately, He Cheng suddenly turned around.

"There's no one here, let's just sit here."

She finished speaking, and then watched me shake the straw, drop, drop, go.

I stared blankly at her.

This……

How to break it...

"Hehe." I swallowed and pointed to the ground: "No, I accidentally dropped it."

I clearly heard a laugh from her nasal cavity, and everything was seen in my eyes.

She squatted down and picked up the straw on the ground, clamped it between her middle finger and index finger, swung it left and right a few times, then tilted her head and said, "I'm going to throw it away."

I have no expression on my face: "Oh."

She smiled, moved closer to me with the straw in her hands, and asked, "Do you want another one?"

At this moment, I was very embarrassed in my heart, and I was sure that she was teasing me. In this case, I said yes or no, no no.

After being sad, she gave a low laugh, because she was a step lower than me, and felt a little awkward when she reached out to touch my hair. After handing me the popcorn, she walked towards the door.

I sneaked a peek when I came back, and she wasn't carrying anything that looked like a straw.

The movie will start soon. In my plan, there should be a perfect watching process. Although the idea just now is a bit dirty, I am actually very happy to be with her.

Just when I was thinking about how to make the transition, and then held hands with her, she had already smoothly pulled my hand and put it on her thigh without saying a word.

Everything she does in front of me is so natural, being with me naturally, kissing and hugging me naturally, as if she has known me for a long time, and these are all her little habits that she inadvertently revealed , without any deliberate effort.

In comparison, I am rather cowardly.

This sentence should be enclosed in brackets so that no one can know it.

(In comparison, I am more cowardly.)

Hahaha self-deceiving Zhou Xiaoyi.

After the movie played for nearly 10 minutes, a couple in the front row tiptoed into the arena, talked softly for a few words and sat down. My focus shifted from the big screen to the girl’s head, and I felt that this person was very familiar.

I turned my head to look at He Cheng. After receiving my gaze, she spread my hand and slowly wrote two words stroke by stroke on my palm.

Chen Hui.

I:……

Really unlucky.

Following her example, I also spread her hand and put a tick in her palm to show that I understood.

She turned my hand over again and asked word by word: "Let's go?"

I crossed her palm and gave her a meaningful look.

Then I grabbed Chen Hui's chair and patted the boy next to her. He turned to look at me, obviously a little stunned.

I looked at him with a smile and said, "What a coincidence, Wang Kaijie."

He looked at me with a normal expression, scolded my mother, pulled Chen Hui not to give her a chance to ask, and left without looking back.

For the first time, I feel that this mutual restraint relationship is a bit interesting.