Love is like a dream

The first thing I did when I got home was to quickly rush into the bathroom and take a shower. After the shower, I lay down on the bed quietly for a while.I clicked on the lock screen of the phone and found an unread message from Line, which was sent by her, and the time was 8:[-] in the evening.

Her: what are you doing?

Me: I just went to an inexplicable place, and an inexplicable thing happened, and now I am lying on the bed in a daze for no reason.

She sent a smiling emoji: There are so many inexplicable and interesting looks, let's hear it.

I told her about what happened just now. I typed for ten minutes non-stop. My fingers were so tired. I suddenly wanted to talk to her. I didn’t like voice calls or phone calls in the past. It's because I'm really not good at expressing words. I'm better at writing, but typing on a mobile phone is really slow and tiring. It takes a long time to say something, which makes people anxious.

Just halfway through this matter, I asked her: Is the voice convenient?

She: OK, I have no schedule these days, resting at home.

I clicked the voice request button, and she connected immediately. This was the first time I spoke to her by voice in the past few months. At the moment I connected, I was so stupid that I didn't know how to speak. What should I call her?English name?full name?Or what to say, say hello?Say hello?

I was in a daze when I heard her soft and soft voice: "Hey—Little Jasmine, why don't you talk?"

I felt my face turn red, my heart was inexplicably excited, and my voice began to tremble: "You... hello..."

I heard her chuckle from the microphone: "Well, you big-headed ghost, do you need to be so polite?"

Me: "I... I suddenly forgot the words, I don't know what to say."

She was still laughing: "I thought it was only when I sang that I would forget the words. This is the first time I heard that someone would forget the words when speaking, you idiot."

Me: "You...you mean me, idiot...?"

Her: "Am I talking to someone else?"

Me: "You're still laughing... gloating."

She stopped laughing and comforted softly: "Okay, I understand your mood now, and I also understand that boy's mood at that time. Don't you remember that song I sang, and it describes a similar situation."

Me: "Well, I know, I like that song very much, especially the rock version, girl, your singing is so moving, every time I hear you sing, I want to cry..."

Her: "You just called me...a woman?"

I smiled: "Can I..."

She: "Well, this is the first time someone calls me this name, do you want to hear me sing you this song?"

Me: "Okay, okay, my personal exclusive!"

Her soft and sexy voice came over gently.After listening to her singing this passage, my tears couldn't stop flowing down, yes, I don't love the person who loves me, and the person I love doesn't love me, sad human being.

The singing stopped suddenly, and she asked faintly in the microphone: "Are you crying again?"

I wiped away my tears and sorted out my emotions: "I'm sorry, I can't help it."

She sighed softly: "I knew I wouldn't sing for you."

Me: "I, I... I..."

For a moment, I didn't know how to respond, she said, "I stuttered again."

Me: "Just stutter, just stutter, baba..."

She was suddenly amused by me, and the dull atmosphere just now disappeared.

She: "I'm still babbling, I'm still flirting!"

Me: "Barbara Little Demon Fairy! By the way, what are you doing?"

Her: "I'm reading a book."

Me: "What book are you reading, young lady of literature and art?"

She: "The Kite Runner, I'm not a young literary girl."

Me: "Oh, I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it, you are a typical female Wenqing temperament, don't you think?"

She: "Oh? What is a female Wenqing temperament?"

Me: "Elegant, elegant, quiet, like music, movies, coffee, etc."

She: "That said, sometimes my appearance does seem quite suitable, and you are also very suitable."

Me: "I have no particular interest in coffee."

She: "Actually, that's just one side of a person. Everyone is a contradictory body with many different sides."

Me: "For example."

She: "For example, when I was young, I had a nickname called Wild Monkey, can you imagine?"

Me: "Huh? I can't imagine how my goddess is a wild monkey."

She: "Haha, I dared to do things that other girls didn't dare to do when I was young. I was very courageous, such as climbing trees, catching frogs, etc."

Me: "Haha, each other, I was also an expert tree climber when I was young, and I dared to catch bugs and mice."

She: "I really didn't expect that my quiet and indifferent little Jasmine is actually a wild monkey."

Me: "When did I become your little Jasmine..."

She: "Don't be so stingy, it's mine, what about you?"

Me: "It's not good, anyway, the mouth is on your face."

She: "That's good, okay, I'm going to continue reading, and I recommend you to read this book, it's really good."

Me: "Okay, don't watch it too late, go to bed early."