this life is waiting

Chapter 36

I fell asleep unhappily.

When I woke up, I was confused for a while before realizing where it was.

I touched the corner of my mouth quietly, and was relieved to find that there was no saliva. When I looked up, He Cheng was still writing the report.

From this angle, you can just see her side face lowered, her eyelashes are long and curved, her hair hangs on her chest, shoulders, and those behind her are draped like a waterfall. Maybe she pays too much attention to it. I don’t know what was written, which makes her slightly He pursed his lips, raised his eyes to read the book a few times, and then came back to continue writing.

It is also a kind of enjoyment to look at her like this. I can carefully figure out the edges and corners of her cheeks, her curvature, the shape of her eyebrows, and the tip of her nose. Because the head is lowered, the lips are a little upturned, and the curved ones are a look I have never seen before.

And the familiar scent from her hands.

Because I was leaning against the steel pipe, my shoulders felt a little sore. I moved subconsciously, but He Cheng suddenly took a deep breath and turned to look at me.

That's when I realized that her hand had been under my head, resting on the tube.

I just said, why don't you piss people off.

I quickly sat up straight, tidied my hair, and I asked, "Have you kept it like this?"

She smiled, moved her hands a few times, and then silently put her fists under the table, making me very worried whether it was in pain.

"Did you not sleep well yesterday?" she asked.

I turned my neck a few times: "Fortunately, I fell asleep after chatting with Yuyu for a while, mainly in the morning, I was woken up by her." I raised my head and pointed to my neck: "Look, she seems to have grabbed me Take a look, I don’t know if there are any traces.”

She glanced at me first, and then shifted her gaze to my neck. With the hand holding the pen, she tapped the case of the pen a few times and said, "No."

I lowered my head and touched my neck: "You don't know how bad Yuyu sleeps, I just sleep like this." I made a gesture on her bed: "Just like this, I'm almost against the wall, she legs, and..."

He Cheng suddenly interrupted me and asked, "Do you often sleep together?"

When she said this, she was still writing the experiment report with her head down, and her tone did not reveal her attitude.

This experiment report is really very long. I have visually estimated that it has already reached 6 pages. I don’t know if it is almost over.

And her question...

It was my overthinking, so I licked my lips, moved a little over, and asked weakly: "Well, can I not sleep with others?"

After saying this sentence, I felt very wrong and wanted to change it, but after thinking about it for a long time, no matter how I changed it, I still said it like this.

He Cheng laughed after hearing this, because from the side, I saw her chin showing a sharp and beautiful arc.

She said, "No."

However, I didn't feel relieved. After all, the answer was yes, which is too strange.

So I thought for a while and continued: "Yuyu and I often sleep together in winter to keep each other warm. It's nothing special. You know, she has a boyfriend." Speaking of this, I laughed: "Ha Haha, of course there is no special meaning, that is, we..."

"Okay." She turned her head to look at me, interrupted my words, her eyebrows and eyes were curved: "what are you thinking?"

I pursed my lips and looked at her: "I thought you minded me sleeping with her."

She stretched out her hand to hold my hand, put it under the table together, and leaned on it: "It's a lie if you say you don't mind." She seemed to have something to explain, but she just sighed, squeezed my hand tightly, and turned to continue writing.

I got closer and looked at the progress on her paper. It should be over soon. Although I was unconscious just now, it was only ten minutes.

So I disturbed her again based on the idea that she had time, and said, "Then I won't sleep with Yuyu in the future."

She smiled and continued to write: "It's not necessary."

I hehe twice: "It's useful, I didn't think so much before."

Besides, this kind of decision has no loss for me, and my relationship with Yuyu will not be weakened because of not sleeping together.

A few minutes later, her lab report was finished. I propped my head on one hand and watched her put away the pen, close the book, and close the report paper. When she raised the table to collect it, I A sharp-eyed hand quickly stopped her.

Maybe I was too excited, my slap on the table was very loud, and I was the loudest.

Then I slapped the table down again and landed firmly on the bed. My hands hurt so much.

She looked at the table that was pushed down by me, looked at me suspiciously, and asked, "What's wrong?"

I took out her lab paper, pointed to the name she wrote on it, and said excitedly, "Your word is similar to mine!"

The strange thing is that there are only two characters of He Cheng, and the rest are different. Obviously, the characters of He Cheng and the characters below are not in the same style.

I looked at her, poked the name column a few times, and asked, "Did someone else write this for you?"

She shook her head: "I wrote it myself."

I was terrified: "Wow!"

I quickly picked up the pen from her book, found a piece of draft paper, and wrote "He Cheng" on it.

"Look, look, isn't it very similar? Although it's a little bit off, the turn here is very similar to this point." I took a breath and thought for a while: "It's very similar to my high school characters!"

Maybe I was too excited, He Cheng looked very calm, but she looked at me like she was looking at an idiot.

I scratched my head and laughed, put the pen on her hand forcibly, pointed to the draft paper and said, "You can also write one here."

She was slow and seemed reluctant, but still wrote He Cheng.

After finishing writing, she said: "I don't think so."

I bit my lip and looked at it for a few times, but I still thought it was very similar, so I wrote several more under the name she wrote.

"It doesn't look like it?" I turned to look at her: "I think it's very similar."

"It's not like that," she said.

I pursed my lips: "Okay."

He Cheng successfully extinguished the little flame in my heart, so I listlessly read a few more words, weakly put away the draft paper, and helped her put away the table together.

"Why do I think it looks so similar?" After putting the things away, I still said something reluctantly.

She listened and laughed, reached out and picked up the hat on my back, covered me heavily, and said in a place where I couldn't see: "Your eyes are not good."

When she said this, there was a strong pause in the middle, which made me very suspicious. In fact, what she wanted to say was that you are blind.

But I Cheng is so gentle, that's why she wouldn't talk to me like that.

I shook my head and exposed my eyes. He Cheng had already lifted the quilt and was about to go down when I heard the sound of keys coming from the door.

A few seconds later, Zhao Jia walked in, and I was so scared that I immediately shrank into the quilt, wrapped it up, rolled inside, and lay flat.

Zhao Jia came back to collect He Cheng's homework. The content of their chat was very simple. Zhao Jia spoke in a flat tone, not as energetic as she was in front of me, especially business-like.

After explaining a few things about the course, the dormitory suddenly became quiet. Just as I was about to poke my head out to see what happened, Zhao Jia suddenly raised her voice and called out: "Sister, good morning."

I swallowed my saliva and lifted the quilt, and sure enough, I saw Zhao Jia looking at me on his feet and beckoning to me vigorously.

Me: "Morning."

In fact, I don't know why I wrapped it in the quilt. If I had been open and frank just now, I wouldn't be so embarrassed now. Facing Zhao Jia's enigmatic and ambiguous eyes, it's almost the same as Yuyu's.

In order not to make Zhao Jia work so hard, I moved a little outside very carefully. After she stood upright, she gave me a more incomprehensible smile and said maliciously: "Senior sister, you wrapped it so tightly." , I would suspect that you did something strange just now."

After she finished speaking, she gave me a Yuyu eyebrow raising, so scared that I quickly lifted the quilt to reveal my pajamas, half-kneeled on the bed, and told her that we were innocent.

Zhao Jia smiled even more happily, and waved to me with the homework, "I'm leaving, I won't disturb you."

After she closed the door, I slipped down from the bed and watched He Cheng put the books one by one into the bookshelf in a very reasonable way, and touched her with my arm.

I asked, "Does Zhao Jia know?"

She hummed.

I groaned and asked again, "Did you tell her?"

She still hummed.

Before that, I always thought that the relationship between Zhao Jia and He Cheng was not very good. Although there was no tit-for-tat, it was not enough to share such things.

So I was full of doubts, looked at her and asked again: "Did you tell her on your own initiative, or did she ask?"

He Cheng didn't change his face: "I said so."

I am surprised Oh Oh mouth.

She turned her head and stood face to face with me, reached out and pinched my chin, and looked at me with a smile: "Strange?"

I nodded.

She didn't explain too much, she just put me between the table and her, looked down at me, and whispered: "Go back and change your clothes, let's go play."

At this moment, my hands are on my chest. Although her pajamas are very thick, I can still clearly feel her chest leaning on my wrist as if there is nothing, as if it will disappear if I move it, so I Don't dare to move.

I have never had such a strong desire to touch a girl. I used to think that she looks good in anything. Now that I think about it, maybe she looks better without clothes.

I just want to take her clothes off.

Fuck it, let me touch it enough!

Omg what am I talking about.

How did I become like this!

I tried to attribute the itchy feeling on my arm to how she made me feel, not to the fabric of her dress, thinking it would be embarrassing if she was wearing underwear.

So on this bright morning, kid He Cheng simply wanted to go out to eat and shop with Zhou Xiaoyi, but Zhou Xiaoyi was actually promiscuous during the day!

This kind of wretched thought can't be noticed by her, maybe I'm also shy, so I don't blush, so I leaned a little closer to the table.

When she teases me, I always lose first.

I poked the center of her collarbone with my finger and pushed her away a little harder, and she backed away in my direction.

I bowed my head hey: "Okay, I'll go back and change my clothes."

After I finished speaking, I ran away in despair.

If I don't go back, I might do some terrible things.