love poisoning

The consistent and stable biological clock allowed me to open my eyes on time at 6 o'clock. My eyelids were heavy and my body was very sleepy. The man next to me who tormented me all night was reading the documents calmly.

He also didn't rest all night, but he seemed to be in good spirits. The quiet and serious man was the most attractive, which was completely different from the chilling Watanabe Akira.

I was lying on top of him almost completely, and he could easily find that I was awake, and the arm around my waist patted gently, making me feel so comfortable that I was going to fall asleep again.

Brother Watanabe has always been vigilant and light sleepers. It seems that no one of them spends the night with other people except me, and I have gradually figured out their habits, such as judging whether they are asleep, such as how large a range of "small movements" will be. Wake them up and wait.

I slid down from him slowly, and at the same time as my body was in contact with the bed, the man who was leaning on the side also turned over and pressed me under him.

"Yaya." The voice was clear and clear, without any sexy nasal voice in the morning. His lips were pressed against my ear, making me tickle.

"Yeah." I replied while twisting my body to avoid the heat in my ears.

"Are you still going to school?" He smiled, took the initiative to step back, and picked me up from the bed and hugged me in his arms. This spinning movement made my hypotension feel more obvious.

"Someone will send it off, and someone will pick it up, so I'll go." I buried my head on his neck sullenly, smelling the faint smell of his body, it seemed that the feeling of dizziness was gradually easing.

"Feng told me yesterday to let you go home for the next few days. I'll take you to school later, and let him pick you up at night."

... You are such a good brother!

His words made me sober up a lot in an instant, and after I was angry, I gradually became upset. Is it because people will change?Why do things that I thought were very casual before feel particularly harsh now, and I can't digest them with indifference.

"Don't want to go back?" With his ability to perceive words and emotions, he must have sensed that something was wrong with me.

"I want to move out of my house." Being sent around like that makes me feel like an object.

"Do you need me to vacate the master bedroom for you to sleep in?" He stretched out his hand to stroke my neck, and put his lips on my cheek intimately, "Yaya..." He whispered softly, moving his lips and tongue all the way Move down to the neck and kiss hard.

Did you remember that I didn't let you succeed yesterday? !That spot is right on the edge of the uniform collar, and if you're not careful, it will be exposed.

One morning, when we were sitting at the dining table, we had already missed the time to go to school. He clasped my waist and sat with me, with the tip of his nose pressed against my ear, and his breath was full of passion after the passion. With a slight throbbing.

How to resolve this embarrassment, the maze of three people...

On the way to send me to school, we had a rare silence. It was already past school time, and there were few cars on the road at the school gate. He stopped the car but did not open the door. "Moving out will not change anything. The only thing that can stop everything, Only death."

What he said suddenly made me panic, and I pursed my lips tightly, not knowing how to answer his words.

"Yaya, one day, if you fall in love, you will understand."

I hesitated a bit, and asked him in a slightly sarcastic tone, "Do you love me?"

He smiled softly, stretched out his hand and turned my head, his pure black eyes were clear and persistent, he stared into my eyes, at that moment I seemed to be able to see the answer only from his eyes, and then, I heard his clear voice, he said, "Love."

I pulled his hand holding my chin, turned around and faced him face to face, "Love me, can you tolerate me having other men besides you?"

He didn't answer for a long time, but just looked at me calmly, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, a sexy smile that belonged to him, poisonous but alluring, until I thought he wouldn't answer, he opened his mouth slowly.

"I can't bear it, but I can't kill him."

……is that so?I turned my head and looked away, and some unspeakable emotions were tangled in my heart. I thought that I didn't love him or Watanabe Kaede, and I always defined this relationship between myself and them as a kind of relationship. "Maintenance" and "sustainment" eased our original cold struggle relationship, and the result developed in a direction that was beneficial to me.

I need their support. In this dark system of man-eating people, isolation means death, and they have always been by my side when I was most helpless and lonely, and stepped forward in every moment of crisis. Regardless of the cost and consequences, become my most solid support, helping me not to be eliminated by fate.

No matter how close the physical relationship is, it is just a means of pleasing each other between men and women. Close your eyes and relax your mind. The process is not so difficult to accept.

I thought they were like me, in a game of giving and taking, we each took what we needed.I played the woman who could be there for them all the time, who wouldn't give away, who wouldn't make trouble, and who was pleasing to the eye, that's all.

A few years ago, I also confirmed my conjecture. It was when we were still studying abroad. Once after drinking, I forced Bian Feng to ask him whether he loved me or not, would he fall in love with me?But he never gave me an answer, but from his silence and coldness, I can guess that the answer that caused him pain may be no.

Unexpectedly, you gave me such an answer?

"You can use me, but don't love me, I have no heart..."

He blocked what I wanted to say between his lips and teeth, and pressed his hand on the back of my head very hard, don't you want to hear it?You're so smart, so sane, so cruel, why let yourself get caught up.

I spent the day in a trance, his answer, the words before he left, always appeared in my mind from time to time, he said "Yaya, don't make revenge the theme of your life, in that dark abyss , only conspiracies and killings, you shouldn’t live in that kind of world.”

——In the end, I returned to that home. During the period of recuperation, I didn't go to Bianzhang's side again.

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