as yesterday

"Bad ass."

He Yu felt comfortable when someone rubbed his hair like this. He Yu squinted his eyes and babbled, "Did you read some strange books recently? You're just talking about it."

Liu Ci: "No."

He Yu let out a sigh of relief, "The monthly exam will be next week."

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

He Yu sat up, and she yawned, "Yeah, Xiangu is too ruthless, she has to be arranged according to the seat, this has caused great harm to the hearts of innocent students, I feel very painful."

She held Liu Ci's hand to her heart with one hand.

He Yu's chest was about the same level as Liu Ci's, but it was a girl after all, and it was soft when placed on it. Liu Ci wanted to struggle, but He Yu saw her shyness, and leaned over shamelessly, "What are you doing?" , I took advantage of you and you escaped, you are really honest."

Liu Ci's strength was not very strong, and he was a little malnourished, and even the ends of his hair were withered and yellow. Fortunately, his hair was not long, otherwise it might have split ends.

"You let go!"

He Yu: "I don't."

She held Liu Ci's hand and pressed it to her chest. Liu Ci couldn't feel He Yu's heartbeat at all, but she clearly knew that her heartbeat was accelerating.

The instigator didn't know it, and he grabbed Liu Ci's hand and rubbed himself indifferently, "Oh, why are my breasts so small? It's really...but I think it's not good to be too big. Look at Shao Qian, she said her five It’s extremely difficult to get up in the morning with a one-button bra, and I have to ask my roommate to button it.”

Shao Qian lives in the school. She is a little shorter than He Yu, but has big breasts. Adolescent boys like to whisper. In fact, girls are no different. She has a great heart, and she doesn't care about being teased. Chat with He Yu Also self-deprecating, envious of flat chest.

Liu Ci: "You know again."

She felt that He Yu didn't put his mind on his studies at all, and flew here and there like a butterfly all day long, where there was no gossip, and felt that if he continued to develop, he might even fall into the trap of himself.

For example, Lian Xiaoli.

"It's not that I 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, and they were all white. The street lights outside didn't turn off until one o'clock in the morning. If the curtains weren't drawn tightly, there was light in the room.

"Are you sleeping inside or outside?"

"Outside."

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

He Yu moved in. After the summer, her old man's vest was finally put away, and no more breasts were exposed. It may also be because her father was at home, so he was not so presumptuous.

Liu Ci's palm still had the soft touch just now. When she was lying on the bed, He Yu leaned over. The soap she used for bathing was bee flower, and it smelled the same since she was a child. peace of mind.

"Call me when you get up tomorrow. I want to go to Liu's house to have a noodle. Would you like to come together?"

Liu Ci: "I won't go."

He Yu snorted, "You won't go if I invite you?"

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

She was talking again, talking about the teacher, saying that the history teacher's voice sounded like a eunuch, and that the school cafeteria might have chicken chops tomorrow, and she wanted to rush over to buy them early... Then she fell asleep by herself.

But Liu Ci was very sober, she stared at the ceiling of He Yu's room, stared at the floating shadow above, it was the rolling shadow of the people in the alley from the night shift.

The silence brought out her abnormal heartbeat.

She hates herself like this, hates giving without results, and even more hates this habitual pursuit hidden in her blood.

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

Her hands were still not healed, and she paid attention to herself when she was sleeping. She was not as sprawled as before. Under the dim and clear light, Liu Ci squinted at He Yu, as if she had seen He Yu from a young age.

She stretched out her hand cautiously, and took the other's hand in the quilt that they shared equally.

In fact, they have time to walk side by side every day, but holding hands seems to be a long time away.

He Yu actually had this meaning, for example, when the rally was over, Liu Ci would turn around, and He Yu would put his arms around her shoulders and come up to her, talking with a smile.

Liu Ci doesn't want to be intimacy with unknown meanings in the name of friends, she wants more intimacy with that meaning.

But He Yu didn't understand.

She may never understand her all her life.

Liu Ci didn't feel sleepy, and her eyes were sore and swollen. In fact, she loves to cry. He Yu said that both of them should be born to be young, so they both love to cry.

But He Yu's reaction was purely natural, and Liu Ci couldn't bear the slightest grievance.But the family conditions are there, some grievances are decided in the mother's womb, and you can't be born without you. She just held back little by little, and grew into a disgusting appearance who loves to think wildly, is overly prepared for danger in times of peace, and is always worrying about gains and losses.

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

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

That's it, one click, quickly separate.

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

He Yuhui said, "Oh, I'm taking advantage of me again."

She doesn't care too much, she doesn't pay attention to the intimacy between the same sex, and thinks it's nothing, silly.

But this was the first time in Liu Ci's life that she acted daringly. Her heart was pounding, as if the whole world was shaking, and it was like the sound of an antique alarm clock at home, which made her tremble all the way down to her hands and feet. cold.

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

But when he was about to fall asleep, he heard a bang.

Something fell to the ground, and there was a wail.

It's so clear, it's like in the ear.

Like in the next room, she shuddered and almost sat up. A hand was stretched out behind her to hold her down. He Yu leaned over, put her legs on her body, and let out a hiss.

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

The next room looked like someone was engaged in a one-sided violence.

Desperately suppressed but still very difficult to completely suppress the crying, humming and humming sounded like the low cry of a female ghost in the middle of the night when even the street lights were turned off, it aroused goosebumps all over the body, and the blunt sound of hitting the penis blunt.He Yu was very close to her, and the two of them were almost completely stuck together. He Yu's whole body was tense, and Liu Ci could even feel the other's body trembling due to excessive forbearance.

"Aren't you going to stop it?"

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

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

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

It's a thinner and smaller sound, not a beating anymore, like another... that kind of behavior.

Liu Ci was silent. She never thought that the first time she saw the sexual movements of adults was in such a situation. It wasn't the dark and passionate feelings in love novels, but torture and pain.

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

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

There is a glass of water on her table, Liu Ci looked at her profile, and heard the sound of her drinking water in a hurry, as if on purpose, she choked, and finally coughed, coughing heart-piercingly, as if she wanted to cough up her heart Come out.

"He Yu."

Liu Ci was about to get out of bed, but He Yu came back. She sat by 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 customers in the shop didn't want, and Liu Ci repaired it himself. The light was much weaker, but He Yu liked it very much.

The color of the 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 was no annoyance in her tone, just a sentence without any emotion, it didn't look like her at all.

In such a weak light, He Yu wore her hair down, and the outline of her face was not very clear under the cover of her hair. The light only traced her fluffy hair crookedly.

She is like a paper doll.

It reminded Liu Ci of He Yu's weak smile when she brought back the scallion meatloaf that day.

She felt that she still underestimated adults. Yanxinglong Lane is a place where countless families are formed. The adults outside always have a kind face. For example, He Yu's father is tall and strong, although his skin is dark. , but he will tease children when he sees them, and he doesn't look like a bad person.

But He Yu didn't like his father.

Ever since she was a child, Liu Ci felt that He Yu's father was better than her own.

Her father is a person who is not very good at talking. If you tell him ten sentences, he may not reply to you.

The repairman has his own world, and his wife and children can't get in. Others say that he is less distracted and not very social. Occasionally, he is in a good mood and talks more.

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

At least every time He Yu's father came back from other places, he would bring some toys for He Yu.

Such as □□, such as slingshot, such as camouflage clothing...

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

Until today, she realized that she understood too little.

He Yu is not as bright as the surface, she has too many things hidden secretly, probably because she is too awake at night, so she can only sleep wildly at school during the day.

This kind of He Yu is too strange.

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

"Auntie, she..."

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

"She thinks it's for my own good."

As an adult, He Yu smiled, she turned around and went to bed, lay down, and said something to sleep, otherwise she wouldn't be able to wake up tomorrow.

Liu Ci felt that He Yu might be like this most of the time, they were good friends, they grew up together, but it was impossible to sleep together every day.

In the quiet night when they were restored, they could only hear each other's breathing. Liu Ci felt that He Yu was not asleep, and she didn't speak.

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

Although He Yu also likes it.

She likes a lot, she likes what boys like, and she also likes what girls like, but she rarely wears skirts, and all she buys at home are trousers, and once in a while, she will be laughed at.

Gradually she stopped wearing them.

On that rainy night when she and Liu Yuansheng fought, the parents rushed over, and that memory was forgotten by Liu Ci, but now it came up again.

It was He Yu's father's sentence: "It's good enough, it would be even better if it was a man with a handle."

Everyone ignored this sentence.

At that time, He Yu was drenched and wounded. He didn't react when he heard this sentence, but looked up at her father when he was pulled away by her mother.

Just one glance.

Thinking about it now, that look was full of hatred, and it was not noticeable in that scene, but when I deliberately recalled it, it made people feel sad.

Liu Ci suddenly felt cold, she pulled up the quilt, and heard He Yu ask her: "Are you cold?"

Liu Ci: "No."

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