want to touch you

Looking at the ceiling, will the master sleep well tonight, will he want to hug himself in his dream...

The thief didn't dare to go back the next day. If the woman was still there and he was found, not only would he be arrested by the police, but he would never see the owner for a long time or even forever. Change the lock, there will never be a place for yourself.

The thief must be cautious and cautious. After two days, the thief ran to the stairwell again, sat and waited for an afternoon, checked the voices of other people, no one came in and out, and finally let go of his heart.But he can't go in now, he fantasizes about what his master is doing, his appearance, and misses him so much that he wants to cry.

After sitting until two o'clock in the middle of the night, the thief dared to open the door and walked in quietly.The master should have fallen asleep, but he misses him so much, and can't wait to see him.The thief walked to the door of the bedroom and was about to go in, but was suddenly frightened and sat on the ground, while the owner sat on the bed, staring at the door, as if he had seen through him.The thief was shocked for a while, moved and found that the owner did not respond, and the hanging heart was relieved. Fortunately, he came in and took off his shoes, otherwise he must have made a noise just now and was discovered.

The thief quietly crawled to the ground at the end of the bed, and was relieved when he found that the angle of the owner's gaze had not changed.Why didn't the owner fall asleep, insomnia or physical discomfort, and sitting up so late, the thief felt a little blocked and wanted to hug him, but he couldn't.

The thief lay at the end of the bed, staring blankly at him, and he seemed even more lonely.After a long time, the owner finally lay down and was going to sleep. The two fell asleep peacefully. The thief also dreamed that the owner touched his face and kissed his forehead. In the dream, the thief was a little shy and scolded himself for being shameless. , To have such a dream.

Life is back on the "right track", and the thief's heart is jumping for joy.Following the master, he can do whatever he wants. If the master finds out today, he won't be wronged, because today he really got carried away with complacency.

The master also seemed to be quite normal, not as lonely as last night.After dinner, the thief followed the owner and discovered that there was a large cabinet of wine in the house. The owner took out several bottles of wine and poured several glasses. He sat on the sofa and took a sip. After a while, the owner's face gradually turned red, and he looked a little drunk , his body limp, collapsed beside him.

The thief was also a bit greedy, and after the owner was a little drunk, the thief secretly drank the remaining wine in the glass and bottle.At the end of the drink, both of them were a little drunk, but no matter how they looked at it, the master was more drunk.

After drinking too much, his mind slowed down. The master staggered into the bedroom and fell on the bed with a bang. The thief who was still outside was startled, so he ran in to see the master with a peaceful face, lying on the bed and sleeping. It is fragrant.The thief laughed, and shook the owner's body lightly. When there was no response, the thief took off the owner's shoes boldly, and moved into the bed.

The drunk master doesn't talk much to the awake master, but the sober master is cold, and the drunk master is quiet and well-behaved.The thief pushed the master's scattered hair aside and looked at him. After drinking, his face looked a little more cute, his lips were slightly opened, and his lips and teeth revealed the aroma of wine.

Just like in the novel, his bright red lips were like roses waiting to be picked. The thief leaned down and kissed the corner of his mouth. He dared not kiss his lips, tremblingly kissed his cheek, and nibbled his chin.A tear fell from the corner of his eye unexpectedly, the thief's chest heaved and he fell down beside the bed.

He is like his eternally loyal slave, humblely kissing the master's fingertips, holding them in his mouth, and letting tears fall on his hands.

4. Chapter 4

The owner on the bed seemed to be sleeping peacefully, and couldn't tell what he had done last night. The thief covered his face and fled to the guest room, cleaned himself up, and was going to wait to see if the owner found anything unusual.As a result, when it was high in the sun, the thief was so hungry that the owner hadn't gotten up yet.

The thief secretly complained secretly, did he sleep so soundly?

After sleeping until almost noon, the master finally woke up with a refreshed and energetic face.The sun shone on him, as if his whole body was glowing.The thief was a little obsessed with watching it. Although it was hard for him, the master became better, and he felt complacent.

Seeing that the owner is doing everything step by step except for his better mood, the stupid thief happily hides this secret.

For the next two days, both of them lived happily.The thief stared blankly at the profile of his owner, a breeze blew by, and the tiny fluff on his cheeks swayed in the wind.The corner of the owner's mouth seemed to be smiling slightly, and his eyes were scattered in front of him not far away, as beautiful as a painting.

Sometimes the more beautiful it seems, the more it can knock down people's hearts. Obviously this scene in front of me is so peaceful and beautiful, the sun is clear and the breeze is gentle, it is always fixed in my eyes like this, but I can't help crying.

(If possible, I would like to become this ray of light, sprinkled on your face and shine in your eyes. If possible, I would like to become this ray of breeze, climbing up the corners of your mouth, climbing up the roots of your hair, Throw away your troubles with the dust. If possible, I want to be your shadow, as long as there is light, there is me, as long as there is you, there is me)

My tears are traces of my love for you

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The stupid thief bought a camera and spent most of his savings.The thief knows that he is a short-sighted fool, has no future, does not look forward to the future, expresses all the fragrance of love when he loves, and grasps the present while there is still the present.

The stupid thief followed the tutorial for several days, and then took pictures of his master every day.The image of the owner sitting on the bay window meditating, the image of the owner accidentally slipping his feet, the image of the owner poking the toothbrush into his face with his eyes closed, the image of the owner eating slowly, the image of the owner's hair being blown by the breeze, The owner looked like he was sleeping on the sofa in the morning.

People are always more and more dissatisfied, and the stupid thief secretly included himself in the owner's photo.The way the owner kissed his forehead lightly when he was sleeping, the way the owner helped him up when he fell, the way the owner shared food with him when eating, the way the owner smiled secretly covering his mouth when he smiled...

The stupid thief is obsessed with taking and looking at photos every day, rubbing his face on the screen, entering every dream and welcoming every morning with satisfaction.

Afterwards, the stupid thief printed out the photos, and in just over a month, he printed two full books of photos, one of which was placed on the shelf of the owner's study, mixed with other books.One was placed in his backpack, and was pressed tightly under it by other things.

This may be the most cherished memory in my life

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The house is a bit stuffy recently, the thief opened a window, a gust of cold wind blows over, the owner sneezed, the thief quickly closed it.The thief looked at the leaves on the road in the distance, is it already autumn? Time flies so fast

The radio was playing "Red Sun" by Mr. Wu Qiang:

The gray clouds move slowly from south to north, the sun is dim, and the sky is cold, giving people a feeling of desolation.

Outside Lianshui City, the ginger fields on both sides of the silt river lie lonely

... On the avenue on the embankment of the silted river, the pedestrians, tourists, merchants' vehicles, mules and horses that used to pass by on weekdays have also disappeared...

As if echoing the bleakness of autumn, the radio reported the letter early.We live so high that not even a single leaf can blow in. The two just stare blankly, waiting for each tomorrow to come.

The thief does not know whether he will be found tomorrow, and the owner does not know whether there will be a tomorrow

5. Chapter 5

The autumn wind is in full bloom, as if the whole world has become quiet and cold. The owner often shivered from the cold when he walked to the balcony with bare feet, and then returned to the sofa, eating and drinking. The recent owner became very popular, probably since the last time After the woman came.

If I can't see it, I will turn on the TV that is usually used as a decoration, regardless of what content is broadcasting on it, sometimes it is a news broadcast, sometimes it is a Mary Sue TV series, and sometimes there are pornographic movies.I bought two large boxes of snacks, eating and drinking, red wine with potato chips, very particular.The power bike that was given to him when he pretended to be a college student was finally favored after such a long time.

In the eyes of the thief, the owner seems to have changed from a cold and arrogant orthodox immortal cultivator to a dead and skinny house.The thief was very happy. The wind outside was very cold, but inside the house was like the whole world, full of vitality and hope.

The poor thief can only peek but not eat most of the time recently, for fear of making too much noise and being discovered by the owner.Recently, I am really happy and worried. The happy thing is that the owner seems to be in good spirits. The worry is that the owner eats too much food, which leads to a sharp increase in the frequency of cleaning aunts, and I have to run outside to hide every time.

Today, I was forced out by the cleaning aunt again. The stupid thief was very helpless.Staring at the glowing window, it was half my home I had stolen, half my lover I had stolen.If possible, I hope that I am not a thief, but his neighbor, his friend, someone who can stare at him openly.

But at the same time, I am glad that I am a thief, otherwise how would I meet him, otherwise I would look at him like this every day and stay with him.

At last it was dark night again, and the thief crept home and slept beside his sleeping master.

The next day, around noon, the owner called the woman before.

It took a long time for the woman thief to figure out who she was. She was the master's sister, and the two of them were generally not called siblings, which led the thief to keep speculating about the relationship between her and the master.

Until last month, when I fell asleep on the sofa, I was so fascinated by the sleep that I suddenly heard the sound coming from the balcony.