night lights up

I have a family like this, and even witnessed how people knocked on my door to expose my mother's true colors.

Falling in love with someone of the same sex is really nothing in the face of the many turmoil encountered this year.

Besides, in the case of "I like Chu Heng".

Chu Heng himself is greater than liking, and liking is greater than all other fragmentary or complete details.

I want to see him every day, I like him, and the rest is nothing.

I have a little temper, I am a little pretentious, I like to lose my temper, and I like to get angry.

But all these emotions are only given to a person named Chu Heng.

In essence, I am a very calm person.

I calmly accepted and understood that I had fallen in love with him.

That day can be regarded as an important turning point in my life, but in fact it was really peaceful.

You can't think of it, I even review English in the private room.

There was nothing to do at first, after all, the two of us really couldn't do other things in such a place.But after sitting for a while, the two left.

It was Chu Heng who mentioned that he would take the CET-[-] exam at the end of June and asked me if I had signed up.

I signed up, and the real test papers are still in my schoolbag.The schoolbag was left on his car, Chu Heng went down again to get my schoolbag, and then I started to do the real test...

After finishing the test paper, he also helped me to correct the questions.Even when I was doing the test paper, he also helped me write a few compositions as model essays.

After finishing and correcting a set of test papers, the time is about the same, and the two of us just left.

Before leaving, the person in charge arrived specially, flattered Chu Heng again, and said that he had upgraded Chu Heng's membership card to the highest level.

I was very curious immediately, and I had to look at the membership card as soon as I got on the bus.

He really showed it to me, the card surface is pure black, with dark gold patterns on it, very high-end.To be honest, the card looks great.

I looked back and forth, and whispered: "How much did it cost to reach the highest level?"

After I finished speaking, I looked at him again, feeling very guilty.

He just said with a smile: "It's all my own money."

Even if it's someone else's own money, I'm vain.

I returned the card to him, Chu Heng took it back, put it aside indifferently, but carefully said to me: "I have already applied for the card, can I come every day from now on?"

I looked up at him, and he looked at me seriously.

I lowered my eyes and continued to whisper: "There are still two months left, so I need a lot of money..."

"I'm making money every day..."

Thinking about it now, the two of them are really stupid and cute.

But at that time, I just said in a softer voice: "Let's talk..."

I don't want to see him, but it's wrong to let people spend money, and my heart is very tormented.

But Chu Heng smiled at me, and I temporarily put everything aside.

When the car came downstairs to my house, it seemed that I should also open the door and get out of the car to go home.

But I just realized what I mean, and I really can't bear to leave.

But what's the reason to stay?

I dawdled and had to start to unbuckle my seat belt.The seat belt was unbuckled, and the cabin was still quiet. I took a deep breath and prepared to get out of the car and leave.

Chu Heng finally started to speak, he called me first: "An Sifeng."

I was actually very excited, but pretended to be calm: "Huh?"

"you see me."

But he said that, and I turned around to look at him wonderingly.

There is light in the car, and we should see each other's faces clearly.

"What's the matter?" I asked him.

Although the face is pretty, it will kill you if you look at it too much.

Especially since I just realized what liking is, I would really get nervous if I watched too much...

Who would have thought he seemed more nervous than me?

But he is stronger than me. After a while, he looked into my eyes and said slowly: "Do you remember last night?"

"..." I was about to shrink back subconsciously, and my eyes began to dodge.

"Look at me." He said again.

I just stared at him.

"Tell me, do you remember? Remember what you did and what you said last night?" His voice seemed seductive.

My hands are mixed together.

I do remember, I remember it all.

but--

"An Sifeng?" He called my name again.

I feel a little cowardly, I already know what liking is, so why bother?

I took another deep breath, my eyelids drooped, and I whispered: "I remember..."

"Look at me." He said, "Look at me and say."

"..." I took a few more breaths, raised my head, looked at him, and said solemnly, "I remember everything."

He listened, his eyes suddenly rolled.

Smiles are like ripples rippling on the sea of ​​my heart without wind again, circles and layers.

Even more than the most beautiful scenery, I am already very addicted.

He suddenly approached, and I stared blankly at him.

He stretched out his hand to touch my forehead that was originally covered by bangs, my body was stiff, and his hand slowly touched the back of my head, wrapping my head warmly in his palm.

He gets closer to me.

Our eyes are getting closer and closer. Recently, his eyes misunderstood, and his hands gently pressed down on my head.He bowed his head and pressed a kiss on my forehead.

………………

It turned out that being kissed on the forehead was like this.

I don't have any feelings.

His kiss was light.

After his lips left the space between my brows, he fixed a glance at me.

I can't remember exactly what I was like at that time, because my brain has been blank for a long time, and this is probably the biggest regret.

What I can remember is that he whispered "good night" to me, and he walked around to me and opened the car door to let me get out of the car, and he took out my schoolbag from the backseat.

I froze in place, he took my hand in one hand and my schoolbag in the other.

He pulled me to the steps, and I didn't know the fingerprints.

It was also he who picked up my finger to match the fingerprints, then pushed me into the door, and stuffed the schoolbag in my hand.

I got into the elevator in a daze, got out of the elevator, and opened the door with the key.

With a loose hand, the schoolbag fell to the ground.I also sat on the ground with my head buried in my knees.In the darkness, his hands trembled slightly, and he finally touched the center of his eyebrows.

When I was kissed just now, shouldn't my face be hot?

At this moment, when he touched the center of his eyebrows, his face felt hot and hot.

I sat on the ground for a long, long time until my back, which had been bent all the time, really started to hurt.

I propped myself up on the ground and finally regained my senses.

I hurried to the kitchen first, climbed onto the cooking table, and looked down.

I saw his car, but he parked a little way off today, I can only see half of the car, not his person.

I was very anxious, and quietly went back to the living room, opened the door and went out to look.

Before going out, remember to bring the key.

I crawled to the window in the corridor and looked down, and finally saw him.

There is no light from his mobile phone downstairs, and his face cannot be seen, but there is his shadow under the street lamp.

I leaned against the window frame, stood on tiptoe, and kept looking at his long shadow without blinking my eyes.

Until the elevator suddenly rang and the lights came on, I quickly retracted my body.

The neighbor's grandma came out of the elevator, and she was surprised to see me.

I don't know the neighbors well, but I have seen them anyway.

She cared: "Why don't you go home?"

"I, my friend is down below... I'll go back later." Actually, what does the old lady know?I was inexplicably guilty.

Unexpectedly, the old lady answered, "That's your friend? His car was parked downstairs yesterday, and it was parked overnight."

"..." I looked at her wonderingly.

The old woman smiled and said, "My son works overtime, and I saw it when I came back at three o'clock at night. I got up in the morning to do morning exercises, and this car is also downstairs. My son said that this car is expensive, and I have never seen it before."

"...Oh, he, he stayed at my house last night." I lied casually.

But the old lady doesn't care about this at all, these words are just casual words.

Sure enough, the old lady nodded and told me to go home early, then said "goodbye" and opened the door to go back to her home.

But I felt like I was going to collapse again, and I stretched out my hand to hold on to the wall.

Because I asked "Can I see you tomorrow".

Because he said "can".

Because he wanted me to be the first to see him, he didn't come home all night and stayed downstairs at my house?

He didn't take any rest this day, and followed me all the time.

he--

The lights in the corridor went out again, I went back to the window and looked down.

Still his shadow.

I took out my phone and texted him: Are you home yet?

He didn't return.

I'll send it again: Let me know when you get home.

Think about it wrong, what if he still lied to me?

I continue to post: take a picture at home and show me!

I leaned back to the window, and the phone downstairs was on.

Finally this time I received a text message from him: Good.

After five or six minutes, the sound of a car starting downstairs finally came.I watched his car drive away, and at the same time I breathed a sigh of relief, what came out of me was a sudden miss.

It's a strange thing to like.

I washed up and lay on the bed waiting for his text message.

Half an hour later, the phone rang.

He said he was here, and he obediently sent me a photo. Is it his bedroom?

I asked him.

He said yes, and he took pictures of his living room, sofa, even the vase on the dining table and the books on the desk, and we chatted for a long time.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, he urged me to sleep.

I can sleep.

But, I miss him so much...

A little shameless, after saying "good night" to each other, I turned over and lay down on the bed again, and texted him asking: Can I take another photo.

He asked: What else do you want to see?balcony?Haven't watched it yet, I'll go take pictures.

I replied: you.

OK, send.

The silence was longer this time, but before twelve o'clock, the phone finally rang.

I let out a breath and turned on the phone.

After a few moments of downloading, the photo appears.

It's him.

He talked to me as soon as he got home, before he even had time to change his clothes.Does he rarely take selfies?He faced the camera with a rare and shy smile.

However, the corners of the mouth are still raised, and the eyebrows are curved.

He also said: "The filming is not good, I'm afraid you won't like it."

No.

I clasped my hands, the phone in my hand.

With my hands clasped on my chest, I lay on my back with my eyes closed.

I like.

Not just likes.

I think, I will like it all my life.