Moon and people are still

I thought that I would fall asleep quickly after this madness, but I couldn't fall asleep anyway. Jing Yi, like me, didn't feel sleepy at all.

I pillowed her arm, nestled in her arms and played with her fingers, and she played with my hair.

The air was deadly still, so quiet that I couldn't help but speak out of breath.

I called her: "Jing Yi."

She hummed: "What's wrong?"

I still said: "Jing Yi."

Her: "Yeah."

Me: "Jing Yi."

She smiled and stopped talking.

I asked, "How many days have you been fighting with your parents?"

After hearing this, she suddenly held my hand, grabbed my index finger, and rubbed it a few times: "Two days."

I asked, "Are you sad?"

She said, "It's fine."

Later, I used a question and answer method to force her to tell the story. Her tone was still indifferent, and she even weakened some scenes, making me feel that she and her parents were just ordinary conversations, but even so, I'm still terrified.

She said her mother held her and the two cried on and off for nearly an hour.

I have never seen Jing Yi cry. In my eyes, she has always been a very strong person, neither showing anger nor sadness.

At that time, her heart must have been very painful.

I sniffed and heard her laugh.

"Why are you crying?" Jing Yi stopped her narration, held my chin, lifted my face, looked at me with a smile, and asked again: "Why are you crying, fool."

I licked my lips, raised my eyes to look at her, held back my choked voice, and asked, "And then?"

She patted me on the shoulder comfortingly, and said: "Then, my parents and I didn't contact each other for two days, and then they thought about it, so they asked me to go back for dinner and said they wanted to see you."

I sniffed again and looked at her: "Why didn't you tell me?"

She met my eyes: "I'm afraid you will be under pressure."

I frowned: "You said it, tell me everything in the future."

"I said it." She held the finger that I poked her chest: "But you said, you will scold others for me after you hear it. I don't think you can scold my parents."

I frowned even tighter: "It's not funny."

After hearing this, she laughed, put her arms around my head, and pressed against his collarbone: "Okay, everything is over."

She patted my head lightly: "You just need to think about it now, when you are ready, go meet them."

When I went home the next day, I was a little absent-minded, even inexplicably excited. My mind was full of the scene Jing Yi told me about her coming out to her family.

Under my beautification, this scene turned into a small movie, played in front of my eyes over and over again.

Play it while eating, play it while watching TV dramas, and play it distractedly while chatting with your parents.

I thought, if Jing Yi treats me like this, why don't I come out too, anyway, I have to come out anyway, it's better to come out early than late.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help swallowing, and turned to look at my mother.

She was giggling because of a plot in the TV series, and my dad was lying on the sofa with half-closed eyes, wondering if he had fallen asleep.

I bit my lip and imagined the scene of me coming out of the closet, but the scene lasted less than a minute, and the mother in the picture picked up the broom outside the balcony, looked at me fiercely and said, "You talk nonsense to me again!"

My body trembled, and I became nervous for no reason.

Subconsciously, I took out the mobile phone in my pocket, clicked on it, and saw that Jing Yi had called me three times.

I went to the room right away, closed the door and called her back.

She picked it up quickly, and I asked, "What's wrong?"

She said, "It's nothing, I'm afraid you can't think about it."

Maybe I was too nervous just now, I didn't understand what she said, and replied: "What are you thinking about? Suicide?"

She smiled after hearing this: "Kill your head, lest you come out of the closet."

I wowed and sat up straight on the chair: "How do you know."

"Really." Her tone was helpless, and I could even imagine her rubbing her forehead.

She said again: "Don't be impulsive, don't learn from me."

Impulse is the devil, I feel like I am a devil now, I can’t do anything when I am stimulated, so I pushed back: "Why not, I will tell them!"

Jing Yi didn't panic, laughed over there, and said: "You are now a junior, eat your parents' money and use your parents' money, why are you out of the closet?" She didn't wait for me to fight her back, and added another sentence: "After you graduate, you will be financially independent, and you will be able to take care of yourself. You will be, like, me, the same."

She uttered the next few words one by one, and then she continued: "I won't stop you whatever you want."

I was speechless.

After she finished criticizing me, her voice softened again, and she asked, "Have you calmed down?"

Me: "Oh."

"Oh what." She laughed, with a slight complaint in her voice: "I shouldn't let you go back."

I pursed my mouth: "Don't you want to work?"

She sighed slightly: "It's better to sit in my office than to think about it at home."

What Jing Yi said really calmed me down a lot. After I calmed down, I realized how dangerous my thoughts were just now.

Luckily she stopped me.

She said that she is not in a hurry, she can wait slowly, wait for me to graduate, wait for a suitable time, a time when I have enough courage and courage, and spread this matter in front of my parents.

A few days later, I said I was ready to meet her parents.

Jing Yi's parents, occasionally mentioned from her mouth, seem to be the image of a loving father and mother. They must have a high level of self-cultivation to raise such a gentle and interesting daughter.

So, you should, don't embarrass me.

Because of Jing Yi's sudden coming out of the closet, I have been very well-behaved these few days, and I am a very young daughter-in-law. Not only did I quickly learn to cook, but I also took the position of her family nanny.

She expressed satisfaction.

She also said that it's a pity that she only comes out once in her life, otherwise she would come out a few more times.

You see, my teacher Jing is so humorous.

Not only that, but also frequently asked about her family situation, very hard.

Although she said don't be nervous and don't need to prepare anything, she patiently told me her parents' preferences.

The scene of the meeting was not as scary as I imagined, and I couldn't even say ten words in the whole process.

After it was over, Jing Yi and I obediently sent them to the car. After they left, Jing Yi also sent me home. This time, like many times before, she parked the car at the intersection and walked back with me.

On the way, I held my hand and asked, "Will your parents like me?"

She turned to look at me and smiled: "It's enough that I like you."

I said alas, now is not the time for flirty talk!

I asked, "You mean that they don't like me?"

She hugged my shoulder: "I will like you."

In fact, I have not walked this road many times. Every time I take a walk with her, I always feel that the years are quiet, and everything around me can become a topic of our chat.

The blowing leaves, the shadow of the lamp, the stones appearing on the ground, and the small flowers blooming alone by the roadside.

I shook her hand and suddenly remembered what happened to us on this road many months ago.

Time has passed, and the past has become intriguing.

I said: "Do you still remember that time, I wanted to kiss you here, but you wouldn't let me."

Jing Yi smiled: "Of course I remember." She turned to look at me, and shook my hand a little harder: "At that time, I was scared by your initiative."

I watched her stick out her tongue: "Yes."

After that, I got closer and looked at her with dissatisfaction: "You want to pay me, I was very sad at that time."

She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked, "How do you pay?"

I laughed: "You kiss me now, and then I reject you and push you away!"

Jing Yi responded in a low voice to express his agreement, then let go of my hand, and the sudden melodrama began.

But she didn't seem to be in a half-familiar relationship with me at all, she looked at me very frankly, from a distance of one person, lowered her head slightly, and leaned towards me.

I looked into her eyes, then looked at her lips, slowly stretched out my right hand and put it on her collar.

But instead of pushing her away as expected, I pinched a small corner of the collar, then pulled her over, and firmly kissed her lips.

How could I refuse you.

My teacher Jing.

-----------

Finish.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your company, love.

Not very good at talking, that is.

Advertise it.

whee.

The next book of "Beautiful Beauty" is in the column, please pre-order it.

There are many button-up groups that girls can flirt with: 413662675

My Weibo: This is Mi Nao Nao

My wx public account: a grain of waste rice

whee.

Regarding the customization of Yue and Ren: Follow me on Weibo (or join the group), and I will be notified when the time comes.

There are two more episodes, don't run away~