[Zhongyingmei] I don't want to save you today

I do not want to get up.

It was rare to be presumptuous, Emilia turned over, buried her head in the pillow in a tangled state, and finally did not go out.

——I don’t know what I’m running away from.

Probably a little embarrassing.Even though Iris is so good, I still guessed about her relationship with Charles, and even felt a little jealous.

Although Iris didn't know it, she would feel a little uneasy if she went out to see her now.

Despite trying to convince herself, after struggling a bit, she got up from the bed guiltily and gently opened the corner of the curtain.

Just take a look.

The bright spring light came in through the gap, illuminating most of the dull and serious academic atmosphere of the room.Looking from a distance, it is lush and lush, it is the vigorous life that is developing wantonly, and it is the vitality and vitality that has nowhere to rest.Farther away, there was a gate where a small group of people had gathered.

She saw Iris at a glance, and the smooth wine red spread down, rising slightly as she ran hurriedly.It seemed that it lifted the curtain just right, but within a few minutes, Iris slammed into another man's arms.

Said to be a man, but he looked very young.His silver-gray hair was frizzy, and his goggles were reflecting.He looked a little shy, but he still hugged the person who was rushing towards him tightly, holding her buttocks, and Iris hung on her body like a koala.

Even at this distance, Emilia can generate the surrounding whistles in her head.

His expression dimmed unconsciously, and the hand that raised a small corner of the curtain was gradually clenched, and at the same time, his heart was also tightly clenched—and it was full of longing hidden inside.

Years of longing for love gave her an extremely high sensitivity to this element. Almost without discernment or hesitation, Emilia touched the silver-gray haired young man's beautiful eyes that flowed out and condensed. real love.The tightly squeezed heart squeezed out drop by drop of sour blood, which contained jealousy, unrequited love, and the lonely residue after years of torment and precipitation.The fortress of warmth accumulated after coming to the college for so long is crumbling, and it is stubbornly resisting the gnawing of those dirty insects and ants.

Emilia reminded herself to take a deep breath, reminded herself to recall those warm gazes, but thinking about it always led to contempt and hatred.In the end, it turned into the imaginary scene in her mind——Charles shook his head in disappointment, the warm blue ice turned into ice, and the determined back after turning the wheelchair without hesitation.Difficult to use the only remaining willpower in my mind to break off my fingers one by one—that's enough, isn't what you have now enough to satisfy you?

The wardrobe tables and chairs behind him wobbled, and finally collapsed under the pressure, raising a large cloud of dust mixed with sawdust.

The curtains fell in panic, blocking Iris' suspicious gaze.

Iris squinted her eyes and counted the window panes. She lowered her eyes thoughtfully, supported Kuaiyin's shoulder and slid out of Kuaiyin's embrace.

She moved too fast, and Kuaiyin, who was immersed in the joy of meeting again, did not have time to support her.

Kuaiyin came back to his senses, put his arms around her waist again, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Iris patted his hand reassuringly and ignored him.Turning his head, he randomly grabbed a child and asked, "Who lives in that room?"

The little girl didn't even look back, she closed her eyes and thought for a while before answering: "Sister Qianhuan used to live alone, but recently she lived with the newcomer Emilia."

"so."

After stroking the little girl's fluffy hair rewardingly, Iris came back to look at Kuaiyin.

After only ignoring him for half a minute, a man who successfully completed the task turned into a big dog, grunting and sticking to her body, not wanting to get off.

Funnyly, he wiped off the lipstick mark that had rubbed onto Kuaiyin's face when he was making out just now, and greeted Charles who had rushed over.Iris walked towards the dormitory with Kuaiyin on her arm.

Kuaiyin babbled about the details of the missions in the past few months, Iris nodded patiently, and asked her own question at the right time: "What's going on with that Eric?"

Kuaiyin curled his lips: "I ran into it on the way back, and said I came to have a look."

Iris tilted her head, as if thinking about the cause and effect of this incident.Kuaiyin was a little dissatisfied. He carefully wrapped Iris into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her, so that she would no longer have the energy to think about other things.

——Please, I just came back.Does your excitement only last 4 minutes?

Thinking about it this way, Kuaiyin felt even more aggrieved, without giving Iris a chance to speak, he hugged her and took two steps forward, before pushing him against the tree.

Sensing the person's arrival, Charles hurried over, but halfway there he felt something was wrong—couldn't put it into words.

Either Eric shouldn't be here, or he shouldn't rush there so eagerly.

But remembering his dark and deep eyes when he left last time, Charles didn't even notice Iris' passing, and froze in place for half a minute thinking, before slowly turning the wheelchair back to the office.

After all, he was delayed on the road for a while, and Charles, who hadn't entered the door and pretended that he had never left the office without losing his composure, saw him at the door.

Eric crossed his arms and stood upright with his back to the door, looking at him with a half-smile.

......

Charles: Really want to erase his memory.

After some mockery in his eyes, Eric condescended to save his teasing, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you considered what I said when I left last time?"

Charles was silent and didn't want to answer. He just moved the wheelchair forward and changed the subject clumsily: "Well...can you let me go."

Eric didn't care about this, he asked: "What do you think?"

Charles didn't look at him, just repeated: "You give way first."

The two of them talked like chickens and ducks, changing the subject of each other's sentences without following the next sentence.

Guessing he thought it was funny too, Eric raised his eyebrows, took a step forward, and half-bent down.

Charles' heart sank, but there was something more inexplicable-I knew it would feel like this.

But this way was completely blocked.

He sighed, and when he was thinking about what to say to quench the anger of the man in front of him, his half-open lips were blocked.

-

Eric raised his collar half-threateningly, but unlike the kiss between his lips and teeth that was almost so fierce that blood might be seen in the next second, Eric didn't use too much force on his hand, unexpectedly gentle It didn't strangle him, but the upper body bent down a little more.

Charles was forced to raise his head, and the [saliva] that was too late to [swallow] fell down the side of his lips, cutting a [obscene] silver thread.Charles slammed back under the sudden impact.He lost his strength, and hurriedly grabbed the waist of the man opposite him to stabilize himself.The back of the chair was cold against the back, which was in stark contrast to the hot temperature in front.He seemed to be a drowning fish, floating absurdly in the sea, ready to be dried by the sun from the inside out.

Eric held down the wheelchair with one hand without looking sideways, leaving Charles to breathe a sigh of relief, and kissed him aggressively again.His tongue swept across the gums and teeth, lingered on the canine teeth for a while, then rolled over the tip of Charles' tongue, which was dodging around, pulled it over and bit down gently as punishment, and let Charles run away after playing enough.Finally, he brushed his upper mouth hard.

——Itchy.

Breathing seemed to stop at this moment. Charles tried to struggle at first, but then he realized that he had been firmly pressed against the back of the wheelchair. Even the wheelchair itself could not slide at all, and then stopped this futile resistance.

His whole body was almost lifted up, only his thighs were weakly pressed against the chair, his always clear and precise brain was messed up by this scorching kiss, every thread was the breath and body temperature of the man in front of him .Even his occasional panting with his lips pressed against his lips was like thunder, smashing into his body through his ears, causing his heart to beat heavily, and it took a long time before it could return to its original place.

There seemed to be faint voices coming from the distance, and Charles could recognize one of the loud voices as his students, and he even came to his basic biology in the first class this morning.

He woke up from the charm, hurriedly tried to push Eric away, gave him a pleading look, and whispered: "Student..."

Eric didn't even bother, and blocked all the words after "student" even harder.

Desperately thinking that all the images established today would be explained here, Eric was finally willing to stand up after eating, and he had the leisure to help Charles straighten his collar before pushing him into the office.

The author has something to say: - Emilia is going black

- Don't forget that this is actually an extra episode of EC.

- And thanks to the little master Sakura Dream for your support xixixi