To Goddess

After a lot of ups and downs, gorgeous insomnia, we are very close now, much closer than when we first went to bed, at least now I can reach out to play with her hair and touch her face.

I knew she wasn't asleep either, because she turned over several times, and finally faced me after her most recent turn, and she asked, "Are you asleep?"

Her voice is very low, the kind that you won't be woken up if you fall asleep, but you can hear it when you wake up.

I said, "No."

As soon as the words fell, she turned over and jumped over me, straddling me, this behavior shocked me a few times, no way, is she going to sail again, every time she was so caught off guard, why did I start to feel shy.

Unfortunately no, she just came over to turn on the light on my side. A small warm white light lit up bit by bit, gradually making her outline clear, and then she quickly left me, lying on the bed just now. In the same position, looking sideways at me with a smile in his eyes, I simply turned to her.

There is a wretched saying that goes like this, it doesn’t matter if you’re not familiar with it, you’ll be familiar with it after just one shot. Now I’ve realized the essence of this sentence. Look at us, even a few hours ago, the atmosphere we got along with was a bit subtle, but Now, after the water □□ melts, they can look at each other so affectionately, and feel full of love without being sour at all.

Roy asked me, "What were you thinking just now?"

I pause.

Why does she know how to ask questions so well, and she got to the point as soon as she asked. In fact, I was reminiscing about the details between us just now, and I didn’t let go of the taste. I can't tell her, she will laugh at me, and maybe call me perverted.

Coughing a few times in my heart, I thought for a while and said, "I was thinking, um, what does the password on your door mean."

She looked at me straight in the eyes, and reached out to pinch my chin.

Roy has always loved the little tricks, pinching my chin, playing with my fingers, touching my earlobe, wrapping my hair around my fingers, etc!I used to be stupid and didn't understand, and sometimes I avoided it because of itching, and then I rolled several times in the muddy mud. It turns out that these small movements are called fun.

She said, "Prime numbers."

It's really a prime number. I smiled in my heart after hearing this, and laughed at myself for being sentimental.In fact, when I first learned the password, although it looked like a prime number at first glance, I still thought that it should have something to do with me. As a couple, I like the connection between such small details the most. If you don't understand it, you will naturally make up your mind, oops, it must have something to do with me.So I accumulated all the numbers related to me, ID number, student number, number of strokes in my name, birthday, house number, all kinds of patchwork, playing 24-like addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, root numbers, and powers, but I didn’t find it There are no signs of 1357.

What do you think she is doing with a prime number? It's boring and boring.

Seeing that I was stunned and did not answer, Roy raised my chin a little and let go of my hand, put it under my head and asked, "What's wrong?"

I chuckled, "No, no."

She laughed, "It has nothing to do with you, do you feel disappointed?"

Me, "Hahaha how is that possible!"

She raised her eyebrows, "Well, I changed it casually, and I want you to change it. Since you don't care, just use this."

I immediately stretched out my hand, shook it excitedly in front of her, pointed at myself, and said with the air of a strong man filled with righteous indignation, "I'll change it, I'll change it!"

After saying this, I actually saw a sense of pampering in her eyes!Is it my illusion?How can I describe this feeling, it's like there is a touch of tenderness in her eyes, looking at you deeply and wanting to melt you.

I firmly believe that this is not an illusion!She spoils me!

She said, "Xue Lingyi, why are you still so funny?"

This kind of night is the most suitable for casual chatting, chatting about anything, sometimes the words are not meant to be answered by the other party, she just wants to talk, she said I am funny, I also admit that I am funny, when popular classmates recorded In addition to wishing me good health and all wishes come true in the comments, many people also praised me as everyone's pistachio.Roy's words, I'll just take her as a compliment and don't expose it.

So I also gave her a particularly doting look, but without a mirror, I don't know if the expression is in place.

I said, "Roy."

She groaned.

I asked, "Did you really forgive me like that?"

She laughed, grabbed a handful of my bangs and put them in the middle of my forehead, curled them a few times, I looked up, but I didn't see anything but felt that I had become cross-eyed, so I gave up.

She said, "No, how could I forgive you?"

So she went on to say, "You are no better-looking than me, no richer than me, no more famous than me, no taller than me, no better figure than me, why do you think I am?"

I replied, "maybe because of love?"

After hearing this, Roy pulled my bangs hard, pointed to the light on the other end and said, "Shameless, turn off the light and go to sleep."

I said oh, and did it obediently, and proudly felt that her behavior was called becoming angry from embarrassment, hahaha, I don't care, Roy just loves me so much.

We didn’t sleep after turning off the lights. I don’t know when this late-night chat will end. I just remember that we seem to have returned to the past. I started to become a chatterbox. She would speak up and ask me for details. After all, we have been separated for four years. Although these four years are ordinary, different things are changing every minute. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. In short, I kept saying, There is a seamless connection between topics and topics.

I have a lot of things I want to tell her, and I have a lot of things I want to share with her, only to realize that after all these years, it's not that I have become quiet, but because there is no Roy around me, and I can't tell anyone except her. vigorously.

The most recent impression I had last night was that I was telling her that in my last job, the headquarter boss competed with the branch boss, and the fight finally closed down the branch, so I lost my job.

When we were having breakfast in the car the next day, she asked me, "Did that director still contact you after your company went bankrupt?"

I thought about it, and it turned out that this is the point, and it turned out that she was really listening carefully.

This director has harmed me a lot. He almost tricked me and said he likes me. He tricked me into answering his various questions. I thought I was very careful, and what I could answer were things that everyone knew. Go confront the boss one by one.Later I realized that the fault was not in what I answered, but in my contact with the director.

"No, he knew that I was unemployed and said that he would introduce me to a job, but I was worried that he would be tricked." I took a bite of the bread and said, "It is said that the workplace should guard against this and that. Be careful with this, and be careful with that. I think, if I don’t go to the workplace, I’ll be fine, and I’ll stop everything.” I smiled and looked at Roy, “Do you think I’m smart?”

Roy gave me a disgusted look and said, "Open the bread and give it to me."

I realized that I only cared about eating by myself, so I split her share and saw that she was driving and just reluctantly served her. I gave her a sip of milk first, and then fed the bread to her. She seemed to enjoy it, no reject.

I just fed her bread and milk one bite at a time, and suddenly she stopped at a red light, the car swayed, and my fingertips slipped into her mouth inadvertently. Although it was not shallow, it was so warm and scared I immediately pulled my hand out and stared at her in a daze.

Watching her purse her lips and lick the milk on her lips.

Then she was also taken aback, and turned to look at me, "Xue Lingyi, don't tell me you're thinking wildly."

God, Roy, you really understand me. The sudden movement just now really reminded me of the way she kissed my fingers delicately last night.

It can't be my fault, this picture really popped up by itself, it really wasn't on my intention, who would proclaim obscenity in broad daylight!But this incident also reminded me of the days after our first kiss, the picture of her kissing me with my fucking eyes closed, really, it makes me want to do it again.

I swallowed and said quickly, "No!"

Roy said, "It's so exciting."

So I said, "Yeah, that's right, I was just thinking about it, how about it."

I don't know why I suddenly became righteous like a tiger, and looked at her as if this is what I did, but the effect was not very good. She gave me a sideways look and scolded me for being crazy.

Today she is going to fly to Linshi. Before the flight, I insisted on sending her to the airport, and called Chen Ling to ask her for an hour off. After asking her, I felt a little guilty. A small assistant dared to play big names, but Roy stretched out his hand alone. I shamelessly covered it up, smiled and took her hand and walked to the airport.

Qian Lefan was already waiting. When we passed by, she took a special look at me. This was shown in the fact that she was not shy about seeing me from head to toe. Her eyes were quite similar to Fang Yanbin's, which made me wonder if she liked us. Roy, but this is mostly my illusion. I often have this illusion, thinking that men and women all over the world will like Roy as long as they see her. After all, in my eyes, she is so worthy of liking.

Qian Lefan asked, "Are you going too?"

I shook my head, "No, I'll send her here."

Roy was very tightly packed, and I was worried when I got off the car. She was so tightly packed that she would be discovered. Fortunately, no paparazzi appeared after she entered, but perhaps it is not news that the three women are standing together , so they choose to hide, after all, the paparazzi have nothing but this skill.

On the way back, I took out my mobile phone and opened Roy’s mailbox. Just now, she insisted on asking her to tell me the itinerary for the past few days and the future. She felt that there was too much content, so she simply gave me the password of the mailbox, saying that most It's all in it, and said that the password is our birthday. After I heard it, I raised an eyebrow meaningfully to her. She lightly explained that there should be no misunderstanding, she just used it because she was used to it, and she didn't bother to change it.

I laughed in my heart, and suddenly felt that Roy was also quite sweet, and he was stubborn.