Seeing a girl, mistaken for life + extra side

"Asuka died, and when he died, he had a smile on his face, because he finally realized the feeling of touching the person he loves the most, that is, death, the flight of life."

I heard the even breathing on the other end, and then I slowly closed the book and said softly, "Good night."

It's all in the head, the senior sister unconsciously pulled the quilt on the side to cover her body, slowly slid down the bed, and the mobile phone slowly slipped from the palm of her hand.

I was reluctant to hang up the phone, so I fell asleep listening to the even breathing of my senior.

After that night, every night at this time, I called my senior sister and told her a story to make her fall asleep, and I just spent the boring class time accompanied by her voice.

The five nights of 360, that is, the five different stories of 360, I have read them all before, but when I read them to my seniors, I thought they were the most beautiful notes, and I enjoyed them very much.

The two distant transitions quietly accompany each other through the slightest electric current.

On the day of my senior's birthday, I, who was far away in China, completely ignored the final exam half a month later, bought a plane ticket without hesitation, and flew to the United States.

The plane landed in Washington, US time at five o'clock in the afternoon.

I have never missed her so much. I couldn't wait to run downstairs to her dormitory after getting off the plane. Looking at the thick snow accumulated on the stairs, I had some thoughts.

I squatted on the ground and wrote, communicated with people there, and asked them not to erase them. Then I went to the nearest supermarket and bought a lot of small LED lights, countless balloons, and a bunch of red ones. Rose.

I found 20 people and gave them a rose and a balloon, and showed them the photo of the senior, and asked them to say happy birthday to her every time they saw her go down a flight of stairs.

I stood downstairs in my senior's dormitory, blowing the cold wind, and called my senior.

"Senior sister, happy birthday. It's a pity that I can't spend this year's birthday with you." I pretended to be sorry.

"But I bought you a birthday present, and it will arrive in a while. Can you come out and take a look?" I looked up at every window that was lit.

"Okay." Senior's slightly disappointed voice reached my ears.

A few minutes later, I looked at the gate of the dormitory, and a senior sister wearing a white knitted hat, off-white down jacket, black pants, and milky white boots ran out anxiously.

How I wanted to rush up and hug her.

The foreigner was a little enthusiastic and pointed to the ground.When the senior sister walked out of the gate of the dormitory, I pressed the switch and the LED light turned on.

I looked at my senior, covered my mouth, and looked at the people around me.Tears welled up in her eyes.

I stand at the end of my life, with my head bowed, holding a large bouquet of roses.Waiting for the arrival of the senior sister.

I followed the last person forward, covered my face with flowers, and walked towards the senior sister step by step.

Handing the flower to the senior sister, showing the whole face.

The senior sister let out a high-decibel scream and threw herself into my arms. I couldn't stand firmly on my feet, and the two of us fell down in the snow.The foreigners all around sent out heartfelt blessings and applause.

I was lying in the snow, hugging senior sister tightly.

The senior sister pulled me to stand up.I looked at her and rubbed my slightly cold hands vigorously until I felt some warmth in my fingers, then gently wiped away the tears on her face, and then kissed her lips lightly.Senior sister's lips were a little cold, but the soft and sweet breath lingered on the tip of my nose.

There is no deep kiss, just a little kiss.

The senior sister buried her head in my arms, holding my clothes tightly with one hand.

"Happy birthday." I raised my hand and cupped my senior's face.

The senior sister took my hand and took me to find a hotel.

After taking a shower, we lay side by side on the bed.

The senior sister sat beside me, drawing my face with her hands, while I stared at the senior sister intently.

For me, it is enough for my senior sister to be by my side. The waiting time is the coffee, which is mellow but slightly bitter, and meeting is the milk jīng and cube sugar of the coffee.

An occasional làng romance is just a small stone dropped in ordinary life, which will make the two people's feelings more integrated and intimate.

I looked at the senior sister, and my thoughts drifted away.

Feeling heavy on my body, I took a closer look, the senior sister stretched out her hand to support my side, pressed against the tip of my nose, exhaled softly, and looked down at me condescendingly, the senior sister's amber eyes became a little deep, as if there was no silence The bottom of the abyss, with a trace of magic.I forgot to close my eyes.

The senior sister raised her hand to cover my eyes, lowered her head and kissed me.

Even more passionate and lingering than the previous kiss, the warm fingers seemed to contain flames, gently circling on my exposed collarbone.I feel a little weak.

The senior sister ended this long and passionate kiss when I was completely curled up in her arms.The white teeth left marks on my collarbone.

I was panting violently, lying under her, looking at the senior sister's deep eyes as if covered with a layer of mist, which was extraordinarily attractive, and her fair cheeks were as red as blood.

I turned over and pressed the senior sister back, leaving a bright strawberry on the senior sister's neck.Fingers traced lightly on the senior sister's lips.Then lightly kissed the senior sister on the lips.He tidied up the somewhat messy hair of the senior sister, and touched her small ears.With a blushing face, she kissed the senior sister on the forehead.