The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

In the noisy background, Qin Qin didn't hear what he said, but instinctively lowered his head and hummed.

Out of the corner of her eye, the beautiful older sister on the opposite side had withdrawn her winks in disappointment, and concentrated on making out with her boyfriend below her. Compared with her boyfriend, Qin Tan knew that it was more likely to be a stranger whom she met by chance.

He used to be more used to staying in places where such desires gathered.Here, there is only a short overlap by default. Tonight's fiery entanglement is like fate, and tomorrow we can turn a blind eye when we meet on the street.No one will go to the details of others.

In fact, he was not as pitiful as Wen Song thought.No matter how dilapidated and corrupt the inside, at least there is an attractive surface.Especially on occasions like this, it is all too easy to find company for recreation.

But why not.

Qin Tan thought, it was probably because he could see clearly that the short-term comfort would only cause a greater emptiness.Looking around, people dominated by desire are eager to fill themselves, struggling to slide into a darker abyss, and even packaging desire into sweet candy, pulling more people to fall together.

Smart people will choose to withdraw in time and watch the fire from the other side.No one would still be willing to get closer after seeing the scourge clearly, or even stick closer.And no one should.

Such a fool, why did he hold one in his arms.

In a trance for a moment, Qin Qin even felt that the person in his arms did not really exist, but another fictional character in his mind to satisfy his fantasy.

Hearing Wen Song say "I like you" with your own ears is more wonderful than watching it a hundred times in the chat history.

Obviously, from the day he saw that he was deleted, he never expected to hear this moment with his own ears.

In the end is not true.

Seeing him lower his head, Wen Song hooked his neck and leaned forward, but he turned his head away.

"what are you doing."

Wen Song wasted no time and looked at him sadly, "You said it, I can do whatever I want. The speed at which you change your mind is really getting faster and faster."

"..."

Qin Qin had to find an excuse for his dazed mind, "I have a cold."

"I know."

What's so great about a cold, who hasn't had a cold yet.

Wen Song stared at his lips, so anxious that he began to spread false knowledge, "Kiss, I'm getting better soon."

"..."

"Do you need some time to prepare? Let me think about it..."

He touched a hand from his waist, raised it to his eyes and counted it, "I'll just wait for you to count to five more, what do you think?"

He was so drunk that he spoke bold and proactive words, but he had a shy expression that seemed to be smiling, an invitation that was more lovable than sweet words.

It must be true.Qin Tan thought, how could he have such an amazing imagination.

Wen Song formally cleared his throat, "Then I'll start counting, one...uh."

The ingenious count was cut off and blocked back at the very beginning, and he was the one who was not ready this time.But that's okay.He liked this eager kiss, even if he was about to be out of breath, he couldn't bear to let go.

The chaotic music in my ear is like a high tide, and the bodies hugging each other are the only driftwood, drifting with the current in this rapidly heating up kiss, and being sucked into more turbulent wind and waves.In the end, no one can survive, and all will be buried in the torrent of desire.

Qin Qin couldn't help but deepen the pressure, his hot palm slipped from his waist into the bottom of his clothes, every soft and warm place he touched was a pavement for the next second.

Like something accumulated in the body and eager to vent.Knowing that he had gone too far but couldn't stop, watching himself slide into the abyss as clearly as everyone here who is controlled by desire.

And Wen Song just wants to indulge.

He originally hoped that he could regard Qin Tan's presence as a dream.When Qin Qin disappeared, it was like waking up from a dream, and he returned to the track of his original life as a matter of course.

But the reality is quite the opposite.In the days without Qin Tan, the so-called stable life he found was more like a dream.It's not really relaxed and comfortable, it's just light and light, and you can't step on the ground.

It seemed that the body had been cut open and Qin Qin was let in.When Qin Tan left, the empty seat was still reserved.No amount of comfortable and comfortable daily life can fill it up, it's not Qin Tan's shape.It wasn't until this time that I really felt that I was stepping on the ground.Even if it hurts, she endured it, and her embraced hands did not flinch, "Qin Tan..."

He whimpered softly, "I miss you so much."

Like a signal.Qin Qin stopped all movements, leaned against his shoulder and slowly adjusted his breathing rhythm.

In the turbid air of the bar, the sweet scent of the grapes from his body is still so clear.As if using his mouth to express the voice accumulated in his heart, Qin Qin was able to regain his senses, no longer eager to vent anything, and put a soft kiss on his neck, "I know."

Wen Song cried even more fiercely, and the tears fell endlessly.

"You don't know...I really want to forget you, I really want to...but I can't, just look at me, just...let me see you. I'm not me anymore.

"I was, I thought, having a puppy love with you. But you came back too late... I even left you a birthday cake, but it was too long to eat. If you don't come back, I Just throw it away, throw it away. No, it’s okay, I’ll buy it for you later... Why don’t you talk, don’t you like cakes?

"If you don't come back... If you don't come back, I will have a final exam. After the winter vacation... When I go home, I won't see you anymore! I'm not, I don't want to blame you...I know, it's not It's your fault, I just miss you too much."

Qin Tan listened to every grievance, and understood that what he could say was only a ten-thousandth of what was accumulated in his heart.

"You should blame me."

But he struggled to sit up, wiped his face carelessly and said viciously, "I don't want to blame you."

He has always disliked hearing Qin Tan say sorry, because he knew that Qin Tan had done nothing wrong.

What they are fighting is not a problem that they can solve with their own will when they discover it.What he felt before his anger was the powerlessness of "knowingly", and he could only blame everything on the fate he could not choose.

As the night got darker, the atmosphere in the bar was hot and ambiguous to the point of exaggeration.The two of them snuggled up quietly in the corner of the sofa, looking out of place.

Wen Song rubbed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Qin Tan, I think the two of us are so pitiful."

Qin Qin hummed and asked him seriously, "Then what should we do?"

Wen Song also thought about it seriously for a while.

Since fate cannot be chosen.

"We should... hold on tighter."

**

When he opened his eyes again, Wen Song woke up from the heat.

He curled up in the back seat of a strange car, covered with his down jacket.It wasn't Lan Lan's car, and there was no one else in the car.When he sat up with a messy hairstyle, he looked out the car window at a completely unfamiliar road, feeling as if he had been thrown into another world out of thin air.

The first thought that arises is the most absurd.

Could it be that the desire to change my life that I prayed in my heart a few days ago was heard by God and took the time to come true? !

Countless plot developments flashed through his mind within two to three seconds. He lifted his clothes and saw Qin Tan's down jacket under him, and he calmed down in an instant.

The people of Qin Qin are not far away, and they can be seen by turning around.Wearing only a thin sweater, facing the sea, leaning on the back of the car, smoking and wandering.

Pumping... Facing the sea? !

Wen Song scratched his hair, and twisted left and right like a rattle to look around.One side outside the car is an open-air parking lot and a rest stop, and the other side is the beach, which is connected to the boundless blue sea with the breeze and waves, which makes people open-minded.

Qin Qinsi felt something, turned around and saw him wake up, put out his cigarette, came over and opened the car door, "How did you sleep?"

"It's okay... I thought I was wearing a book! Wearing a book is... It doesn't matter what it is, you don't read those things, why are we at the beach?"

He was so shocked that he could speak incoherently, "Are you that...how are you...how are you so fast?!"

"..."

What is fast, why is it fast.

Fortunately, Qin Qin still understood what he wanted to say, and said modestly, "No. When I am normal, I do some strange things occasionally."

"..."

"Do you have a headache? Where is it uncomfortable?"

"It doesn't hurt." Wen Song paused his turbulent inner activities, took the time to feel his physical condition, and honestly reported in real time, "But I'm a little dizzy...and I'm a little hungry."

"wait for me a bit."

A few minutes after Qin Tan went to buy food, he checked himself.I can't remember what I did last night, but there is no pain, and I don't feel tired, except that the neckline of the sweater seems to have loosened a bit, and there is no trace of drunkenness.

It's okay to drink so much wine.

Wen Song sighed inexplicably.Regret and joy coexist strangely in my heart.

When Qin Qin brought back hot coffee and sandwiches, he ate and drank while hearing, "Last night you kept talking about seeing the sea in winter and watching the sunrise on the sea."

"But we are a little far away. We didn't wake you up when we drove here. We can only watch tomorrow's sunrise. There is a theme town in the back. Do you want to go shopping? If you come back early, you can take a look. Sunset."

Qin Tan said while eating, "It's the off-season now, hotels and bed and breakfasts are easy to book. Later, go and pick a room you like to stay tonight."

"I seem to be... ah." Wen Song remembered, "I heard a netizen Amway."

Just because of that sentence, you drove all night to the beach?

Qin Tan smiled inexplicably, but said nothing.Holding the coffee in his hand, he was ashamed of his close to zero sense of participation throughout the whole process, "Why didn't you wake me up. I'm tired of driving all night by myself. I can chat with you."

"I have to be able to wake you up, too."

"..."

Wen Song could not refute.

Sleeping in the car is not very comfortable. He didn't wake up all night, and slept until noon today.

No confidence to refute.

"Then I don't want to go shopping in the afternoon, let's go to the hotel to rest."

When he arrived at the front desk and was asked to show his ID card, he remembered that he had fallen asleep, "I didn't bring it with me."

"..."

What are you nervous about?

Qin Qin handed over his ID card to register.There are a lot of reservations for this hotel, and there is only one sea view couple room left.When I entered the room, I saw the rose petals sprinkled on the towel at the end of the bed. Wen Song's eyes wandered, and he was even more embarrassed.

In the next second, Qin Qin lifted the quilt neatly, and the petals were mercilessly shaken onto the carpet: "..."

Probably because his speechless expression clearly overshadowed the nervousness, Qin Qin did his reading comprehension again, remembering that he likes flowers very much: "Do you want to play with this? May I pick it up for you and put it in the ashtray?"

Wen Song: "...No need."

late!

He quickly looked around the room, and chose to sit on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling windows to watch the scenery, "Go to sleep. I'll just stay here...waiting to watch the sunset."

The floor-to-ceiling windows have a good view.Originally, I just wanted to avoid the embarrassment of being in the same room by pretending to look at the scenery, but after looking at the sea for a few seconds, I really couldn't look away.

Afternoon full of food and drink, it is very suitable to spend time comfortably by nestling next to the beautiful scenery.The sea in winter does look very quiet, with no obvious wind and waves, the sea and sky line, peaceful and gentle.

Wen Song took a few photos and wanted to ask Qin Qin if he had brought a charging cable, only to realize that he had fallen asleep.The quilt was only pulled to the waistline, and the hooded sweater draped over the head to separate the pillows.

I met him yesterday at school. At that time, he should have just finished work. Before he had time to rest, he went to the convenience store and bar for a while.According to his assistant, it seems that there will be work tomorrow.But he drove here all night just for that "I want to see the sunrise" that he said unintentionally when he was drunk.

Woke up to the beach.Wen Song looked at the beautiful beach outside the window, and then at him sleeping soundly on the bed, thinking that this didn't seem like a tourist.

Like...elope?

But he still vividly remembers the action of flipping the rose petals over the ground mercilessly just now.

How could someone be able to do romantic things while doing unromantic things like this.

Why is it so strange.

Wen Song couldn't help laughing at the thought, got off the sofa and tiptoed to the bedside, and coughed twice as a test.

He was in a deep sleep, motionless, as if he didn't even have the strength to turn over.

Wen Song leaned down/body, kissed his forehead carefully, and said softly, "Thanks for your hard work, I am very happy."

Perhaps this happiness has always existed since meeting him.

Happy and angry at the same time, happy and sad at the same time.The person beside him was also strange.

This is a good match.

There is still a long time before sunset.Fearing that the phone would run out of battery, Wen Song only enjoyed the scenery, walked around the room silently, and took a shower to pass the time.

The shower gel in the hotel room has a sweet milky smell, which makes people feel happier.

It would be even better if there is a change of clothes.

Wen Song stood in the bathroom and struggled for a while, but still threw the dirty underwear into the trash can, and put on his winter-limited thermal pants to come out.

As long as I don't tell, no one will know.

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