Autobiography of a paranoid patient

Chapter 37

(140 five)

For some reason, it always feels like the return journey is much shorter than the time of arrival.I didn't sleep, I leaned on Feng Yue's shoulder and watched the scenery all the way, Feng Yue fell asleep.

The car was parked downstairs, I asked the driver to leave first, and I stayed and waited for Feng Yue.

He must be very tired during this time.

I gently brushed away his frowning brows in his sleep with my hand.

The conditions of the business trip are poor, Feng Yue and I slept together for two nights, and always woke up at night, so he must have not slept well before.I was busy with work, so I answered an uneasy phone call and rushed back from there. I guess I didn't sleep much in the hospital.After everything has been dealt with, I have to squat in the narrow car for a while.

Just as I withdrew my hand, Feng Yue's eyelashes blinked.

He slowly opened his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose.I thought it was me who woke him up, so I pressed my forehead apologetically and said, "I'm sorry for waking you up."

"What are you talking about?"

Feng Yue's voice was weak.

We touched our foreheads for a while, Feng Yue raised his chin slightly, and kissed me.

His hands got in from the hem of my cotton T-shirt, held my waist and hugged me, and we lingered quietly for a moment.

"Clean up the things you want to take away and leave them in the room. My people will come to pick them up later, so you go with me first." Feng Yue pinched my face and said, "You're too thin, eat more .”

"What should I do at night if I go directly to your house?" I asked him.

Maybe Feng Yue didn't expect me to ask such a question, he raised his face and looked at me for a while, then pecked my lips again.

"Wear mine."

I was stunned for a moment, and shamelessly leaned forward to ask him to kiss me more, but I said hello to that...

(140 six)

When I was packing up my things, Feng Yue was sitting on the wicker chair in the living room. He leaned against the back of the chair and sat casually. He was holding his mobile phone in one hand to watch his work, and the other hand was hanging with a cigarette between his fingers.

I deliberately moved everything from the bedroom to the living room to clean up, just to be closer to him.

When I did not know how many times I looked up at him, he called me: "Song Yin."

"Huh?" I think if I had a tail, I should be wagging it happily now.

Feng Yue sighed, and said in a low voice, "Baby..."

I just stood there motionless.

Feng Yue laughed and said, "Then finish what you haven't done first."

I blushed and ran to sit on his lap.

(140 seven)

Feng Yue knows me, I have a certain dependence on sex.

Before him, I could only do it by myself and some toys.

Sometimes Feng Yue will deliberately carry me to my room, press me on the bedside table, open the drawer, point to those things and ask me what I do.

I'm shy, of course I'm shy.

Feng Yue occasionally wears a well-fitting suit and trousers, with only one trousers unbuttoned.

His obscene words, uncontrollable heavy breathing and red eyes made me palpitate on the verge of losing control every time.

How could anyone have such a combination of nobility and desire?I stared at his face obsessively, intoxicated by the kisses all over his body.

It occurred to me that this was the last time we would be here.

This place I have owned since I left a hell, I have to leave one day.

Feng Yue supported my body, the door of the room was not closed properly because I fell in hastily.

From the palm-width gap, I can only see a little bit of the door.

The shoes of Feng Yue and I happened to be placed there.

A pair of his well-polished leather shoes stood side by side with my clean but worn sneakers.

For a moment, it seemed to go back to the day when Feng Yue first came here. I forgot whether I had done the same thing before, so I had such a deep memory of this scene.

I was in the room and saw the new tenant's shoes through the same narrow gap.

The new tenant was on the same ladder as the shoes, and I had to try to climb it.

I never expected him to look at me, let alone someone who could fall down for me.

Feng Yue gave a deep look behind me, and I laughed out loud.

He laughed and shed tears, and the hot wet water covered his hand touching my face.

I cried until I couldn't breathe, and fell on the bed with my elbows bent.

Feng Yue buried himself on my shoulder and rubbed my hair.

This time he didn't say stop crying, I was just immersed in my pouring emotions.

When my eyes finally became clearer, I raised my head slightly and felt my fingers encircled by the coldness.

I turned my head to look in a daze, and was about to say something when Feng Yue covered my mouth.

"I wanted to give it to you after I took you home, but later I thought it would be appropriate now, and I don't want to see you cry."

Feng Yue kissed the pinna of my ear, but I was still looking at the plain ring in disbelief.

"I will give you whatever you want, stay with me all the time, let me take care of you, and you will be fine."

-End-

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(1)

At the age of 30, Shen Jingyuan received a medical certificate saying that he was dying

So I bought an off-road vehicle and wanted to go around, and the first place went to Chongqing

Passers-by handed him leaflets, and Shen Jingyuan randomly picked an inn

There was a circle of people on the ground floor there, and a hoarse voice said slowly: Santong, touched.

Someone saw Shen Jingyuan and called Brother Nan, there is business

People standing get out of the way, those sitting in the middle look up

Wheat-colored skin, profound facial features, villain-like

With a cigarette still in his mouth, he asked vaguely: Which one do you want to live in?

Shen Jingyuan didn't even know his name, but his heart came alive violently.

(2)

Shen Jingyuan asked more than once: What will you do if I leave?

Yan Qingnan didn't care much: what can I do?

Open my shop and earn my money.

Shen Jingyuan smiled, Yan Qingnan pinched his face

Say far away, stop laughing, I feel bad

Then they kissed and exchanged a mouthful of bitter smoke

In fact, I know it in my heart

It's all bullshit except what to do