"Bad shit."

He Yu said that when someone wiped his hair, he felt very comfortable. He Yu squinted his eyes and said, "Did you read any strange book recently? The old **** is talking about it."

Liu Ci: "No."

He Yu let out a sigh, "It's going to take a monthly exam next week."

Liu Ci stopped wiping his hair, "So you still remember it."

He Yu sat up, and she yawned, "Yes, Xiangu is too cruel, she has to be in a seat row. This has caused great harm to the hearts of innocent students, and I feel very painful."

She held Liu Ci with one hand and pressed her hand to her heart.

He Yu's chest is about the same as Liu Ci's, but it's a girl, and she put it on it soft and soft. Liu Ci wants to struggle, but He Yu sees her shyness and leaps up shamelessly, "What are you doing? , If you take advantage of you, you still run away, you are really honest."

Liu Ci's strength was originally not great, and he was a little malnourished, and even the hair tails were withered. Fortunately, the hair was not long, otherwise it might split ends.

"You let go!"

He Yu: "I don't."

She held Liu Ci's hand and pressed it to her chest. Liu Ci could not perceive He Yu's heartbeat at all, but he knew clearly that his heartbeat was accelerating.

The instigator didn’t know it, and indifferently grabbed Liu Ci’s hand and rubbed himself, “Why don’t I have such a small breast? The buttoned bra wakes up extremely hard in the morning, and I have to ask my roommate to button it up."

Shao Qian lives on campus. She is a little shorter than He Yu, but she has a big chest. Adolescent boys like to whisper. In fact, girls are not bad either. She is very popular, and it is not too much to be ridiculed. He chats with He Yu. Will also black out, envious of flat chested.

Liu Ci: "You know it again."

She felt that He Yu didn't put his mind on learning at all. He flew like a butterfly all over the world, where there is no gossip, and felt that if he continued to develop, he might even have to throw himself into the trap of flowers.

For example, Lian Xiaoli.

"It wasn't me who asked, people told me."

He Yu let go of Liu Ci's hand and climbed onto the bed by herself. Her legs were hanging outside. The street lamp outside was turned off at one o'clock in the morning. If the curtains were not tightened, there would be light in the house.

"Do you sleep inside or outside?"

"Outside."

"Ah, you must be gone again when I wake up tomorrow."

He Yu moved in. The summer was over, and her old man's vest was finally put away, no longer showing the slightest chest. It may also be because her father was at home and was not so presumptuous.

The soft touch still remained in Liu Ci’s palm. When she lay on the bed, He Yu leaned over. The soap she used for bathing was bee flower, and it smelled the same since childhood. Liu Ci is used to smelling it. Peace of mind.

"Get up tomorrow and call me. I want to go to Liu's house to have a noodle. Would you like to come together?"

Liu Ci: "I'm not going."

He Yu said, "I ask you not to go?"

Liu Ci was very firm, and He Yu didn't force it.

She was talking about the teacher again, saying that the history teacher’s voice was like an eunuch, and that there might be chicken cutlets in the school cafeteria tomorrow, and she wanted to rush to buy it sooner... and then she fell asleep.

But Liu Ci was very awake. She stared at the ceiling of He Yu's room, staring at the floating shadows on it, the shadows rolled by the wheels of the cars coming back from the alleys on the night shift.

Quietness set off her abnormal heartbeat.

She hates this kind of self, hates such fruitless giving, and hates this kind of habitual pursuit hidden in the blood.

He Yu's breathing was very shallow, because he was too close and sprayed on her cheeks.

Her hands were not good yet, and she kept her mind when she slept. Unlike before, under the dim and clear light, Liu Ci squinted at He Yu, as if he had seen He Yu from a young age.

She stretched out her hand cautiously and held each other's hand in the quilt that was evenly divided.

In fact, they have time to go together every day, but they hold hands for a long time.

He Yu actually had this meaning. For example, he came up at the end of the rally, but Liu Ci would turn around, and He Yu clasped her shoulders to come up and talked with a smile.

Liu Ci doesn't want the intimacy that means unknown to be named as a friend, she wants more intimacy in that sense.

But He Yu didn't understand.

She may not understand her for the rest of her life.

Liu Ci was not sleepy, and her eyes were sore and sore. In fact, she loves to cry very much. He Yu said that the two of them should be small by nature, and both love to cry.

However, He Yuna was purely a natural reaction, and Liu Ci couldn't be aggrieved at all. But the family conditions are there. Some grievances are determined in the mother's womb, and you can't be born without you. She just held back a little bit, and grew into a nasty appearance that is crazy about thinking, excessively thinking about danger, and always worrying about gains and losses.

Liu Ci hesitated for a long time, and finally got closer to He Yu. The other person's breath sprayed on her cheeks, intertwined with her breath, Liu Ci tentatively called out He Yu.

He Yu slept soundly, Liu Ci finally plucked up the courage, and his lips were pressed against He Yu's corners.

That's it, let's separate quickly.

Like many times they slept close together and turned their heads and kissed gently.

He Yu would say: "Oh, it's taking advantage of me again."

She doesn't care too much, she doesn't care about the intimacy between the same sex, and feels nothing, silly.

But this was the first time in Liu Ci’s life that she was bold. Her heart thumped, like the whole world was shaking, and like the sound of duang's antique alarm clock at home when it was punctual, it started all her tremors until she reached her hands and feet. Ice cold.

She turned around, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and closed her eyes.

But when I was about to fall asleep, I heard a thump.

Something fell, and there was a wailing.

It's too clear, just like in the ear.

Like in the next room, she was so excited that she almost sat up, stretched out a hand behind her, held her down, and He Yu leaned over, pressing his legs on her body and hissed.

Her voice was a little vague, Liu Ci didn't turn around, she was even a little frightened, she was afraid that He Yu knew that she had just kissed her.

In the next room, it looks like someone is committing a unilateral violence.

Desperately suppressed, but still hard to suppress completely, crying, babble, whine like a female ghost sobbing at midnight when the street lights are turned off, goose bumps that startled people all over, and the bluntness of hitting the throat Dull. He Yu was very close to her, and the two were almost completely close to each other. He Yu was tight all over, and Liu Ci could even feel the other's body trembling because of excessive tolerance.

"Don't you stop?"

After a while, Liu Ci asked in a low voice.

She turned around, stretched out her hand and found that He Yu's forehead was wet and sweaty. Inside the completely dark room without the street lights, Liu Ci heard He Yu's heavy breathing.

"It's useless, you...listen."

It's a finer and quieter sound, no longer a beating, like another...that kind of behavior.

Liu Ci was silent. She didn't expect that the first time she saw an adult's sexual movement was in such a situation. It was not the obscure and passionate feeling in a romance novel, but torture and pain.

She thought that He Yu didn't understand anything. At this moment, she felt that He Yu seemed to understand everything.

He Yu was still tense. She seemed to be accustomed to such situations, but she couldn't sleep anymore. The penguin-shaped night light was turned on, and He Yu stepped over Liu Ci and went to drink water.

There was a glass of water on her table. Liu Ci looked at her profile and listened to her rushing water, as if deliberately, choking, and finally coughing, heart-piercing cough, as if to cough her heart. Come out.

"He Yu."

Liu Ci was about to get out of bed, but He Yu came back. She sat on the side of the bed and didn't speak.

The Penguin Night Light is made of plastic, and it was given to He Yu by Liu Ci many years ago. His father repaired the things that the shop guests didn’t want. Liu Ci repaired it himself. The light was much weaker, but He Yu liked it very much.

The color of plastic will fade, and after many years, He Yu is no longer the ignorant kid back then.

After a long time, He Yu spoke.

"Let you see a joke."

There is no upset in her tone, just a word without any emotion, which is a bit different from her.

In such a faint light, He Yu draped his hair, and the outline of his face was not very clear under the cover of the hair. The light only traced her fluffy hair with crooked edges.

She is like a paper man.

It reminds Liu Ci that when she returned home with green onion patties that day, He Yu smiled weakly.

She feels that she still underestimates the adults. Yanxinglong Alley is a place composed of countless families. The adults outside always have a kind face, such as He Yu's father, who is tall and strong, although his skin is dark. , But I am amused when I see a child, and I don’t look like a bad person.

But He Yu didn't like his dad.

Since childhood, Liu Ci felt that He Yu's father was better than his own.

Her dad is a person who is not very good at talking, and you may not reply to you when you say ten sentences to him.

The repair master has a world of his own, and his wife and children can't get in. Others say that he is less divorced and not very social. Sometimes he is in a good mood, and he will say more.

I don't take the kids out to play much.

He Yu's father at least brought some toys to He Yu every time he came back from another place.

Such as □□, such as a slingshot, such as camouflage clothes...

A little older, Liu Ci found the wound on her mother's face at He Yu's house, and she understood a little bit.

Until today, she realized that she understood too little.

He Yu is not as brilliant as the surface. She has too many things hidden secretly, probably because she is too awake at night and can only sleep in school during the day.

Such He Yu is too strange.

Liu Ci stretched out his hand to pull He Yu's hand, and He Yu was held by her obediently.

"Auntie she..."

He Yu knew what Liu Ci wanted to say, and shook his head.

"She thinks it's for my good."

The adults felt that He Yu smiled, she turned on the bed, lay down, and said something to sleep, otherwise she won't be able to get up tomorrow.

Liu Ci thinks that He Yu may be like this many times. They are good friends. They grew up together, but it is impossible to sleep together every day.

After returning to the quiet night, I could only hear each other's breathing. Liu Ci felt that He Yu was not asleep, and she did not speak.

She thought of the slingshots she had envied when she was a child, and the slingshots she had admired seemed to be things that boys would like in a broad sense.

Although He Yu likes it too.

She likes a lot. She likes what boys like, and she likes what girls like, but she rarely wears skirts, and she buys trousers at home. She wears them once and is laughed at.

Gradually she stopped wearing it.

On the rainy night when she was fighting with Liu Yuansheng, the parents hurried over, the memory was forgotten by Liu Ci, and now it floated up again.

It was He Yu's dad's sentence: "Enough kind, if it is a handle, it would be even better."

Everyone ignored this sentence.

At that time, He Yu was soaked and wounded. He didn't respond to these words. He just raised his eyes and looked at her father when she was dragged away by her mother.

Just a glance.

When I think about it now, the look in his eyes is hateful, and it doesn't attract people's attention in that scene. When I think back about it, it makes people feel sad.

Liu Ci suddenly felt cold. She closed the quilt and heard He Yu ask her: "Are you cold?"

Liu Ci: "No."

He Yu leaned forward, her left hand resting on Liu Ci, as if buried herself in Liu Ci's arms, "But I'm a bit cold, so hug me Liu Ci."