Moon and people are still

I woke up from Jing Yi's big bed.

She woke up early in the morning, and when she was in a daze, I saw that she opened the sunshade curtain, leaving a translucent layer. drowsiness.

She didn't do anything to me yesterday.

Alas, why does this sentence sound so disappointing.

But I'm really disappointed.

When I washed and changed into the pajamas she gave me and lay on the bed, waiting for her to occupy me, she just lifted the quilt on the other side, fell asleep with a distance from me, and then woke up early in the morning, with I said I had to leave beforehand, and breakfast was in the kitchen, so I had to remember to eat it.

Although it's the menstrual holiday, it's still okay to kiss me, touch me and hug me to sleep.

I don't know if she slept soundly yesterday. Anyway, I was so excited that I couldn't fall asleep until after three o'clock, and I didn't dare to move around for fear of waking her up. It was uncomfortable.

I casually ate a few bites of the breakfast she left for me and went back to school. Jing Yi recently opened a studio with a few people. He just started getting busier and busier. After I sent her WeChat to meet the school, I only got her for a long time. a grace.

The final exams of each subject came one after another, and this semester came to an end. At the end of the last subject, the class leader organized the whole class to have a meal at a nearby restaurant. So the classmates finally remembered me as the class pet again, and gave me the princess-like treatment for one night.

After the end, the roommates were a little drunk, and they hugged together as if they were parting from life and death, and began to recall how young they were when they first went to college and entered the dormitory.

"I just had my period when I came that day, and I suddenly started to have a stomachache during the cleaning in the afternoon." Huang Ye suddenly felt melancholy: "But you guys are so serious about your work, and I am too embarrassed to take it easy. Later, Keke found out that something was wrong with me and helped me clean it up." It's all done."

After she finished speaking, she put her arms around my neck, and was about to kiss me, but I slapped her away.

I said, "There's more to this."

Huang Ye stuck to it again: "Yes, I liked you at that time. Originally, Zhao Jie was in the next bed with you. I insisted on changing with her."

Zhao Jie laughed and approached suddenly: "I remember, I remember, at that time, I had just finished following a campus lily, and felt that you were full of love, and once suspected that Huang Ye liked you." After she finished speaking, she sighed in disappointment: " After that, you didn’t make any progress.”

Huang Ye giggled a few times after hearing this, and took my hand: "I didn't understand anything at that time. Although I knew that girls can like girls, but I didn't know that I could also like girls."

I looked at her with a little surprise, and joked: "Your momentum is wrong, you can't fall in love with me, are you going to confess?"

Huang Ye laughed loudly: "Show your head." After she finished speaking, she suddenly became gentle, looked at me and said, "But in retrospect, I almost liked you at that time." She laughed: "It's okay, it's okay. "

Gossip Zhao Jie asked after hearing this: "What's so good? It's good to like it. Our dormitory produces and sells itself, and there are two Xipi fans, how wonderful."

I snapped: "That's why I like her."

Huang Ye made a gesture to hit me.

But when she said this, I thought about it carefully. During a certain period of time in my freshman year, Huang Ye was very attached to me. He almost ate with me during and after class. Even He Yuan became sensitive and asked Apart from these, did I, Huang Ye, have any other actions towards me?

I said no.

After all, in my opinion, the whole world is straight women, and the life of straight women, what they do to the women around them, can be interpreted as friendship.

If you like this kind of thing, you can start it yourself, or you can end it yourself. Just like Huang Ye said, she didn't understand anything at the time, so she could not classify things other than this kind of cognition as liking when she didn't understand. Over time, with the passage of time and changes in the whole body, this feeling gradually faded and disappeared.

I think, if I didn't know much about the same-sex world when I met Jing Yi at that time, I would probably be able to attribute all my feelings to dependence, to the fact that I have a good impression of this teacher, rather than the feeling of affection. Kind of like.

Then, no matter then or now, all our entanglements will not happen.

Wow, that's scary to think about.

My knowledge of the same sex was in the second year of junior high school. I watched a TV series at that time, and I always felt that the relationship between the second female and the third female was a bit strange. It was not until finally, when they kissed in the corner of the parking lot, that I realized it.

It turned out that it was okay.

So the door to a new world was opened.

Therefore, I sincerely thank the friends who recommended me to watch this TV series.

who is coming?

Later, I gradually learned about this area, and I could find almost everything I didn’t understand and what I wanted to see on the Internet. I was only in the third year of junior high school, and almost became an old driver with no practical experience.

Later, I met He Yuan.

Later, I met Jing Yi.

The topics of the roommates have been changing ever-changingly. After I panicked, they actually started watching TV dramas.

Huang Ye had indeed drunk too much at night, his face was slightly red at the moment, and he leaned against Zhao Jie and half-closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was watching or in a daze.

I got up and poured some water from the kettle into her cup, and put it in front of her. She looked up at me, and suddenly asked, "Why haven't you seen your teacher Jing recently, and haven't seen her come to invigilate the exam."

I pulled a chair and sat down beside her: "She hasn't come back yet."

Huang Ye hummed and yawned.

So the four of us watched an episode of the TV series without moving, maybe we were all tired, and we didn't even bother to complain about the funny plots in the show.

The next day was still the day when I sent everyone to the station as usual.

It was a little hot in July. When I helped them take their boxes out of the car, there was already a thin layer of sweat on their necks. They went to bed early yesterday and woke up late today. Everyone was very energetic.

Yingqing looked at the big sign at the station in City A, and insisted on stopping to take a group photo. The scary thing was that after the photo was taken, the guy turned around and sent the photo to Jing Yi.

I:……

I asked, "Did you all add her?"

All three of them nodded.

I:……

I watched them go to the security check, then waved to them and left, then clicked on the dormitory group and enlarged the photo I just took.

My expression is not bad, not so ferocious in the sun, which is good.

This photo reminds me of the one that Huang Ye sent to Jing Yi last time. That day we were having fun in the dormitory. She captured a picture of me laughing and sent it to Jing Yi without my knowledge. .

But that photo was captured okay, and I forgive her.

But judging by these two things, my roommate was horrible.

It's been two years, but it's still not as good as Teacher Jing's feelings twice a week.

It turns out that two years of college life have passed in such a muddle, and I suddenly felt a little unbelievable. After getting on the bus, I called Jing Yi. Although I knew she would come back the day after tomorrow, I still asked.

"You'll be back the day after tomorrow, right?"

Jing Yi hummed and asked, "What's wrong?"

I covered my mouth, for fear of being heard by others, I whispered, "I miss you."

Jing Yi smiled after hearing this, and said, "What did you say, I didn't hear it."

I let go of my hand and approached the air conditioner by the car window. The cold wind blew down from my collar. I patted my knees, looked at the sun flying, and said, "Forget it if you didn't hear it."

Jing Yi laughed again and asked, "Are you on the bus?"

Me: "Well."

She: "All the roommates left?"

I am leaving."

Speaking of roommates, I asked, "Do they often send you ugly photos of me?"

"Ugly photos?" Jing Yi repeated two words after hearing this: "It's not ugly."

I laughed after hearing it: "Wow! [-] points, this answer is [-] points."

Jing Yi laughed, and continued: "I don't post it often, and you come to me every time after posting."

"That's it." It seems that the roommates are still very kind to me, so I asked again: "Why don't your friends send me photos of you like this?"

Jing Yi asked me back: "You don't have enough photos of me in your phone?"

I laughed: "Not enough."

I added: "You are so good-looking, nothing is enough."

Jing Yi smiled after hearing this: "You also have [-] points." After she finished speaking, she said softly: "Okay, I'm off to work, and send me a message when I get home."

I said: "Okay."

So I got home and texted her.

In view of the fact that I have been looking at my phone and giggling all the time, as soon as I got home, my dad asked me if I was in a relationship. I shook my head without blushing and said, no.

Then I sat beside him, picked up the fruit on the table, and asked, "Dad, do you remember my chemistry teacher in the first year of high school?"

My dad didn't even look back: "How can I remember?"

I groaned, and added: "Chemistry tutor, Mr. Jing."

My dad thought for a while, and finally raised his head and turned to look at me: "Mr. Jing, what's wrong with her?"

I asked: "Didn't she leave later, and she made up for me for two months."

"Yeah." My dad sighed: "When she was tutoring you, you made good progress in chemistry, but unfortunately she had to leave later, so she stopped." My dad thought: "What's the matter?"

I said, "Going abroad?"

My dad sighed: "Yes."

I:……

I asked: "Why didn't you tell me that the teacher left suddenly, so I don't need to tell my daughter about it, because I couldn't get my chemistry grade up later."

My mother came over suddenly at this moment, and said a few times: "It's your father's fault. Your father was busy finding you another teacher at that time, so forget about it." My shoulder, let me move a place for her, and continued: "I can't learn well, who is to blame."

snort!

It's because I don't have Jing Yi that I can't learn well!

I took a big bite of the apple and asked again, "I heard that Teacher Jing was introduced by someone else."

I just mentioned this casually, and I didn't expect the parents to know the so-called senior sister, but unfortunately, the parents really did.

"Aunt Lin Qing's daughter introduced her. At that time, she wanted her daughter to come and teach, but she was not available. She said she would recommend a reliable one for us, and then Teacher Jing came."

I held back my breath and asked, "Which Aunt Lin Qing?"

My mother replied: "Your father's colleague, her daughter is now working in the government, which is very comfortable. After you graduate, you will also take the public examination."

I:……

I continued to ask: "Is her daughter from A?"

My mother said: "Yes, I heard from her that Teacher Jing is her junior."

Me: "Oh."

My dad seemed to recall something, and said again: "The last time you came back by my car, do you remember that my colleagues had dinner, and there were two more in the car, Lin Qing and her daughter."

I was shocked, sat up straight immediately, and thought about it carefully.

It seems to be a matter of freshman year, and the senior sister seemed to have a conversation with me at that time.

Just when I was still sighing in my heart that the fate is so wonderful, my mother suddenly looked up at my father and said, "Old Cheng, is the person you mentioned last time Lin Qing's daughter?"

Old Cheng turned his head and looked at my mother, and replied: "Yes." After he finished speaking, he sighed: "Her mother is really worried."

I was stunned, pulled my mother and asked, "What's the matter?"

My mother sighed first, then shook her head: "It's nothing."

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