What happened in the summer of 2020

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He said: You are blushing.

I said: It's stained with paint.

He said: The paint is not red.

I said: That may be Xiaguang.

I walked to the window of the living room and poked my head out to see that the setting sun was sinking into the red clouds bit by bit with tiredness.

He was standing right behind me, a little closer.

The atmosphere at dusk is a bit ambiguous.

He said: Do you like this feeling?

I pretended to be stupid and said: What does it feel like?

He said: Watch the sunset with the person you like.

Cough cough, is this a confession?

Where did he learn all the rustic love words?

Being single for too long is really hard to hear.

I moved my body uncomfortably, and took out my phone from my pocket. I didn't know what time it was, so I said: It's getting late.

He hummed and said: Go take a bath.

ah?bath?Why are you going to take a shower?I pressed my fingerprints just now, and said those strange words again.

I said: The work has not been done yet, the things have not been cleaned up, the floor needs to be wiped, and the furniture has to be moved back to its original position.

He let out an oh, as if his dislike of doing housework had returned.

As I moved the furniture back from the living room, I couldn't help but think of another arrangement.

I also despise my troublesome temperament very much, but maybe I wanted to divert the topic from the ambiguous atmosphere, so I pointed to the other side of the room and said: Have you thought about putting the cabinet over there?

As a result, the topic not only did not diverge, but went further.

He said: You can arrange it however you want, it was originally for you to live in.

ah?Live together?

His tone was too serious.

I don't know how to answer the call at all.

There was not enough courage to accept it, but there was a strong feeling of being deserved.

Even when I saw Cang Hai wearing a wedding ring before, I never reacted as blankly as I do now.

I am really good at enduring pain, but not good at enduring pleasure.

It's too soon to plan to live together now, isn't it?

Just pretend he was joking.

What fingerprint love, what sunset.

I will continue to act stupid without taking the initiative or refusing.

However, a certain one looked at me so encouragingly.

He must be expecting something from me!

Even the wardrobe seems to be examining me, asking me, where should I put it?Do you want to live together?

I, being very worthless, decided to throw down the closet and move the desk.

I lowered my head and grasped the sides of the desk.

A certain hand stretched out.

With four hands facing each other, I lifted the heavy desk, and I felt that my feet were fluttering.

When I put the desk down, I found that the desk just squeezed into a triangle with the window sill and the wall, blocking me inside.

Emmm... what does this mean?

I looked at the window sill, at the wall, and at a certain place.

Push the desk, and the desk is against his body.

He didn't move, and looked at me so expectantly, even a little straight.

Reminds me of an inexplicable memory of confronting a large, excited dog in an alley.

I said: Have you been sealed?

He didn't let go either.

I just realized that after getting along with him for a long time, I have forgotten my initial impression of him. He is a bit of a strong hooligan.

It seems that I may have irritated him a bit by avoiding the question all the time.

The ambiguous atmosphere just now seemed to suddenly have a hint of tension.

how?Do you think this will scare me?

In front of the excited big dog, you must not show your timidity!

Don't you just want a response?It doesn't matter if he is joking or not, anyway, it's the third time we're in the same room, it's all or nothing!

I should always look like a man.

In terms of momentum, you must not lose.

I got hotheaded, determined to head-on, and jumped at him—a little too much, causing the table to scrape against the floor.

He was overwhelmed by my unexpected attack.

He must not have expected that I would move my hands without speaking.

Uh, I actually moved my mouth too.

Because I rushed towards his face, maybe my intention was just to scare him, but in the end, I really kissed him.Although because of the obstruction of the table, only the lower lip was touched.

My soul has finally returned to my body.

What am I doing?

Is this the right time to kiss him?

Am I too impatient?

Why didn't college teach me what to do in times like this?

Why is it that a 28-year-old is doing this kind of youthful operation!

During the few seconds I regretted, a certain reaction came over, and his staring eyes finally unsealed.

He said: This is your first kiss?

how?exposed?Is it too fast?

It is said that the first speed is very fast.I never practiced these in college.

He leaned forward with his body pressed against the desk, and said overly enthusiastically: I'll make up your lessons.

what?

I'm wrong.

I don't want to take dating training classes anymore.

I said: I can learn by myself.

He laughed and said: Haven't you studied yourself enough?

Um?What's the meaning?

What does this imply?

I opened the desk, kissed the one who should be kissed, and it was time to hand in my homework. I said: You have to go on a business trip tomorrow, it’s really late.

He finally got serious again and said: Take a bath first.

I said: no.

He said: Go to dinner.

I said: I'm not hungry, I'm going back.

He said: You asked for it before. After painting the wall, I treated you to a big meal. How can you go back on your word?

Oh, I did say it, but does it seem that there is a typo in the use of repentance here?

He said: I have already booked a seat, which is the square we passed by when we came.

ah?Why did we pass by so many places when we came here!

I thought taking a bath might relax me a bit, but I was sweating a lot just now, so I said, "Then I'll go take a shower first."

He said, "Okay, but you have to be quick, or I can't wait and rush in."

scare me?Then I'll wash it faster.

I had just entered the bathroom and turned on the shower when he opened the bathroom door.

I said: close it quickly, water vapor is not good for paint.

He said: On the right is hot water.

I said: I know, it's not the first time I use it.

He just smiled hey hey, and inspected it blatantly.

Fangzheng was all seen.

I think the eggs are set.

Get out of the shower in a hurry.

He couldn't wait to go in.

We passed by the narrow bathroom door, face to face.

I stood outside the bathroom door, wondering if I should withdraw at this time?

Wouldn't it be a date to have a big meal later?

I've been through enough today, I'm going home to review it.

He suddenly opened the bathroom door, leaned out half of his body, and warned: Don't slip away, or I will go to your house to spend the night today.

Hum, I said: I have to finish eating before leaving.

He went back to take a shower.

The sound of rushing water sounded.

He sang again.

Or the song "Thinking of a Boy".

He didn't sing the long parallel sentences in the middle, but he actually remembered them all!

He came out of the bathroom loudly, brushing his hair.

I found out that his hair grows very fast.

The freshly washed hair is particularly dark, which contrasts sharply with the skin tone of the body.

I'm not used to seeing him that way.

Looking at his chest muscles in the past, I always felt that I made money.

However, looking at his chest muscles now, I feel as if I have an obligation.

Uh, what obligation?