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Song Yingshi felt that Huai Xu seemed to regard her as a fool.

She put down the nail clippers, went to the wall and unplugged the camera, then turned off all the lights in the room, and urged the bathroom:

"What are you talking about, the cameras are turned off for you, come out quickly."

In the bathroom, Huai Xu raised an eyebrow in surprise.

It was beyond her expectation that Song Yingshi would answer like this.

She twisted her fingers, held the doorknob and pressed down, did not fully open the door, but only opened a half-hand-sized gap——

A ray of light from the bathroom streamed out, casting a glimmer of light in the dark room.But the light at this point is very weak, and the room farther away is extremely dim, because the curtains are also drawn, and you can hardly see your fingers.

Only then did she realize how dare Song Yingshi let her out.

Huai Xu couldn't see where Song Yingshi was, only heard her say proudly:

"We've been living together for so long, can't you hit it in the dark?"

Huai Xu let out a muffled laugh and said:

"What should I do if I hit it?"

Song Yingshi's voice was vicious:

"Lie down on the ground if you can't get up, no one will help you anyway."

Huai Xu turned off the light in the bathroom with his backhand, and really groped towards his bed in the dark.

There is nothing in the room to block the way, she walked smoothly, fumbled for the clothes, and was able to distract and care about her roommate:

"You just slept like this?"

Song Yingshi silently rolled her eyes.Asked knowingly, she came back from dancing and running, sweating all over without washing, how could she sleep?

"It's not waiting for you to get dressed."

A slight voice came from the darkness, Song Yingshi guessed that she was wearing it, and pretended to be concerned:

"Can you find out the front and back? Don't wear it wrong."

"Are you here to help me?"

Song Yingshi retorted:

"I'm cultivating your self-care ability, be serious."

Huai Xu didn't speak, Song Yingshi tilted her head:

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I was just thinking..." Huaishu paused, and when it rang again, her position seemed to be closer, "I should learn from you from last night."

As soon as she finished speaking, all the lights in the room came on.

Huai Xu turned on the light.

Song Yingshi squinted her eyes stimulated by the light, and then blinked several times.

After getting used to it, her eyes fell on Huai Xu.

Huai Xu had already walked away from the switch. She was wearing a shirt. Song Yingshi had seen her wear it a few times before, not many times.

The hem of the shirt barely covers the thighs, leaving the rest exposed.

Song Yingshi didn't think there was anything before, but now seeing it, she has an indescribable feeling.

Huai Xu is different from her. She must wipe off the water after taking a shower before putting on her clothes.But Huaixu often just wiped it casually, and then put on pajamas.

The shirt was already soft and thin, but after being soaked in undried water, it stuck to Huai Xu's flesh, and the soft white like a cicada's wing turned into a light gray translucent wet mark, which was tightly attached to Huai Xu's body. .

Song Ying didn't like that sticky feeling when she thought about it, but Huai Xu seemed to be used to it, bending over to wipe herself.

Holding a towel in her hand, she leaned over and slowly wiped the drops of water from her calves.

She used a towel to suck off the water bit by bit, doing it meticulously, and her porcelain white skin made the towel yellow.

Song Yingshi was just opposite her, when Huai Xu bent over, her neckline opened towards her——

They are throbbing and plump.

Song Yingshi pretended to look away naturally, and finally remembered that when they were washing together in the bathroom one day, Huai Xu was wearing this shirt, and she helped Huai Xu button it up.

...it's definitely a restless shirt, like her owner.

Song Yingshi stopped thinking about it and turned to wash.

Tomorrow I will be recording the second group, so I have to go to bed early tonight.

Fortunately, Huaixu's operation seems to have come to an end tonight, and another period of peace has ushered in the bedroom. When Song Yingshi came out, Huaixu was already on the bed, with a lyrics book in her hand.

When in the bedroom, Huai Xu would take her lyrics book and write something most of the time, even before going to bed.When she was facing the lyrics book, Song Yingshi's movements would be lighter.

Song Yingshi glanced at the clock on the wall, it was now 10:30 in the evening.

She put on her face cream and reminded softly, "It's time to sleep in half an hour."

Huai Xu wrote two more words, put the cap on the pen, and put the lyrics book on the bedside: "I'm done, you can turn off the lights anytime you want."

Song Ying hummed, turned off the light after skin care, and turned on the bed, but she didn't feel sleepy.

Lying on the bed, Song Yingshi looked at the ceiling for a while, and suddenly said:

"are you asleep?"

There were only two people in the room, and this sentence without naming names naturally found the owner, and because there was no name, there was a special kind of intimacy for no reason.

Huai Xu replied, "No."

Song Yingshi was still looking directly above: "Then chat? It's fifty cents."

"What do you want to talk about?"

Song Yingshi looked sideways at Huaixu, although she couldn't see anything in the dark.Song Yingshi thought about her words and hesitated:

"I'm a little curious... When did you know your sexual orientation?"

Of course, Huai Xu was not the first NTXL that Song Yingshi had come into contact with, after all, there were all kinds of sexual orientations in the entertainment industry.But Song Yingshi had a wide range of friends, but not deep ones, so she would not ask such questions to her friends.

She saw some people's mental journeys on the Internet, but they were all other people, not Huai Xu in front of her.

Apart from being curious about Ji Zai, Song Yingshi really wanted to know when did the heroine of the original book die?

The speed of Huai Xu's answer reveals her lack of thinking:

"Long time ago."

Song Yingshi broke the casserole and asked the end:

"How long is a long time?"

"At the time of sexual enlightenment."

Song Yingshi nodded thoughtfully, it sounds like she was born with it.

She opened her mouth to ask the first question, and the following questions came out like a fountain:

"How did you know?"

"If you know it, you will know it."

"There must be some kind of performance... For example, you find that you are not interested in male classmates, but only like to play with female classmates? You don't look like anyone who likes to play with, or did you have a crush on someone?"

Huai Xu chuckled lightly, with a slightly hoarse voice:

"You know quite a lot."

"?"

You can look down on me, but you can't look down on my self-taught knowledge.

Song Yingshi ignored her sarcasm, just wanted to know the answer:

"Answer me quickly."

Huai Xu's voice was a bit lazy:

"I'm not interested in boys, and I don't like to play with female classmates."

Song Yingshi gave her a thumbs up:

"Equality between men and women has been realized in your eyes...then how did you find out?"

Song Yingshi said, she recalled it, and suddenly found something wrong.Huai Xu did not answer the last question.

Song Yingshi turned over and slept on Huaixu's side, clutching the quilt in her hand:

"Who did you have a crush on at that time?"

When this question was asked, Huai Xu did not speak for a long time.

In the darkness where the silence spread, Song Yingshi looked in Huaixu's direction without blinking.

Slowly, she turned over and was lying back, smiled, and murmured softly:

"Wow, you must have fallen in love early."

"No."

Song Yingshi glanced over: "If you have a crush, why don't you fall in love early?"

After a while, she heard Huai Xu whispering:

"I remember very clearly that I haven't dated anyone. But when you ask me if I have a crush on someone, I always feel... there should be such a person."

Song Yingshi suddenly fell silent.

Maybe Huai Xu didn't know it herself. When she said this passage, many emotions were deposited in the seemingly straightforward words.

Worry, search, bewildered, bewildered.

Not thick, but Song Yingshi couldn't ignore it.It may also be because of her occupational disease as an actor that makes her always too sensitive to emotions.

Song Yingshi's mood also sank, her mind was no longer brisk, and she comforted Huai Xu:

"Those who have existed will not disappear, and if they are forgotten now, they will be remembered again later."

Huai Xu hummed lightly.

Song Yingshi stared blankly at a point in the darkness, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Like catkins piled up, it is clear that there is something, but it is too slender and erratic to make people unpredictable.

Song Yingshi exhaled lightly, as if she could blow them out.

She hooked the pillow with her fingertips and tapped lightly. When the force passed, she asked softly:

"Huaixu, what's it like to like a girl?"

In the dark night, Huai Xu smiled.

Song Yingshi became angry from embarrassment: "What are you laughing at?"

Huai Xu seemed to have turned over as well, and there was a calming comfort in his voice: "This question is very cute."

She continued: "You want to know?"

Song Yingshi said reservedly: "I'm a little curious."

Huaishu paused: "Have you ever liked the opposite sex?"

Song Yingshi shook her head, remembering that Huai Xu couldn't see her, she said "no", and said:

"I know that homosexuality and heterosexuality are the same. What I am curious about is, girls like girls, women like women, what is the difference from heterosexuality? What is its charm?"

This question is somewhat difficult to say clearly, and naturally, its answer is not so easy to obtain.

After a long time, Song Yingshi heard Huaixu's deep and gentle voice:

"Its charm has never been in itself, but in the woman she likes. For me, it is..."

Song Yingshi said: "Exactly?"