GL Eighteen-Line Novelist and Reader's Love Story

I am eighteen.Unexpectedly, I still became one of thousands of lovers, and I was a little excited when I thought about it.

The day before yesterday, I had known each other for three and a half years, and had a crush on my current girlfriend, reader, and good sister for three years. In one day, I reprimanded me for leaving, accepted my confession, and finally rejected my marriage proposal lightly .

Judging by the shape of her at the time, I would like to believe that she almost went into the room to get her passport.But I saw my sister's slender and slender feet standing on the white carpet in front of the door, looking back at me with a half-smile.Just when my monk Zhang Er was puzzled, she walked back to the sofa and lay down comfortably with her half leaning against the pillow.

"Ah... I feel a little tired all of a sudden, I'll make up my mind after some sleep."

I:? ? ?Is this new knowledge of 36 meter?Subconsciously confirmed the time on the phone again.The professionalism of the American people + the upcoming evening peak + she who is obviously playing tricks = Never.

It must have been a betrayal... I secretly glanced at her on the sofa.The latter is like a British shorthair taking a nap, curled up lazily on the sofa.Her fine eyelashes, even when she is not smiling, the corners of her mouth are naturally curved.The small wind from the central air conditioner gently caressed the fabric of her clothes.Make almost inaudible crackling noises

I looked at the scene in front of me, looked and looked.There seemed to be pieces of white feathers floating down in front of my eyes.The endless sea of ​​lovesickness suddenly split into a small path, and she was sleeping in the middle.

The blue sky and white clouds are outside the blinds, and the future has never been so close to me.My heart is relieved.I walked up to her and gently clasped her hand, "Sister, I'm a slow person. The waves beat for a day, the sea tides for a year, I can wait for you forever. But can you, don't make me wait too long gone?"

Without opening her eyes, she said, "Eighteen, do you remember what you said a year ago?"

"a year ago?"

"Yes, one year ago, Shanghai, Line [-]."

Following vague clues, I retrieved that conversation deep in my memory...

I remember that we were waiting for the subway to go to Hengshan Road for an appointment.There are very few people around.Behind the thick glass door in front of you, KFC video advertisements flashed from time to time.We chatted about some random topic, and somehow it came to the question of marriage.

"I don't really resist Marriage," she said thoughtfully after changing her previous casualness, "If I really meet someone I like very much. No matter if he is a boy or a girl, I will marry him."

I pretended not to understand the deep meaning in her words, but joked: "I can't tell, you're very romantic."

"You mean... you won't get married?"

I said to myself, "It's hard to say... I think I'll either get married early, or I won't get married. If I get married early, I can focus on what I want to do. Even if two people have no relationship, at least they will have A long-term tacit understanding. Anyway, we can ask for a mutual non-interference. But if we get older and have a stronger mind, we probably don’t need to get married.”

"Oh, that's right." For some reason, her attitude suddenly became cold.There was even a bit of burnout and a mockery that I couldn't understand in his expression, "It's good to be clear."

"Huh? What did you say?" When she spoke, the subway just pulled into the station.The rumbling of the old platform was almost deafening.

At that time, her voice was calm: "It's nothing, the subway is coming. They are still waiting."

until her voice brought me back to reality...

"You said back then that you either got married early or you didn't. I thought..."

I quickly interrupted her: "I don't want to think about it, my Buddha's words are so good that there are hundreds of thousands of interpretations are misinterpretations." I tried to soften my tone a little, and then said, "I only thought you were asking me how I think about marriage. It didn't even bother us."

She didn't speak, she should be waiting for me.

I rolled my eyes, "Good sister. I suddenly remembered a sentence that Mr. Qian Zhongshu wrote to Mr. Yang Jiang: I never thought of getting married before I met you." With a three-point smile and seven-point sincerity, I said softly: "me too."

Glancing at the change in the curvature of her mouth, I continued: "I hope you can understand. I propose to you not to tie you up, but I can't think of a more resolute way to show my position. If you agree today , I will take you to City Hall without hesitation. But if you are not ready, I hope you can at least understand my seriousness."

"Eighteen, sit down too." Her voice seemed very happy, "Come closer to me."

However, when soldiers come to block, water comes to cover.I easily sat next to her, and in the next second, she put her legs on my lap naturally, finding a more ergonomic angle for herself.He closed his eyes comfortably again.

I sat frozen with uncompromising composure, wondering if I should stick my hands in my jeans pockets or prop myself up on the couch?

Originally, the space of the sofa was extremely limited, and her pair of straight and slender legs greatly restricted my freedom of movement.The worst part is that I can feel her glancing at me from the corner of her eye, as if she is trying to figure out my next reaction...

The ancients did not deceive me...the most difficult thing to overcome is the beauty.

"Eighteen, let's think about how to call each other in the future? You think of me first~"

I, who was struggling with evil thoughts, couldn't help being taken aback.Speaking of which, we usually call each other whatever we think of.I have forgotten when was the last time I called her by her Chinese or English name.Now that the identity has changed, the title is indeed an issue.

"Well..." I thought for a while, "Isn't it okay to continue calling me sister? Good sister, beautiful sister?"

She hooked my neck and said affectionately: "If you have any special complex, I don't particularly mind at home. But when you go out of the house, it's better to change to a name that is not so imaginative."

"Lover?" The 80s scene instantly appeared in my mind.Big-character posters, white shirts and Jiefang cars.

I rode a bicycle with a beam, and I carried her with her ponytail through the streets... I almost heard the crisp car bell and her giggling.

"Okay." She nodded approvingly, "The eighteen comrades, when do you plan to ask for a letter of introduction from the factory? Ah, in our situation, can we live in a separate building?"

"What's that called?" I began to point unscrupulously, "Baby, Honey, Sweetie, Love, Pumpkin" When I read Pumpkin, I couldn't help laughing,

"You say Americans...why do you think pumpkin...is a pet name. Oh, my pumpkin. What's the matter, my pumpkin. Hahahahaha."

"Who knows? Maybe hundreds of years ago, there was a living treasure like you in the South. Everywhere affectionately called other people pumpkins. People didn't know why, and they looked at this fool poorly, and couldn't bear to be harsh. Later, the Civil War broke out, and the North finally won. A few hangover soldiers in T □ □ ern thought that pumpkin was a southern feature, so they passed it on to ten, ten to a hundred... Finally, the pumpkin stayed."

I picked up the glass, drank a sip of lemonade, and half-truthfully said: "Tsk tsk tsk...donor. Your nonsense skills... I think you should stop wasting your youth in business school and just engage in creative work."

She gently took the cup away from my hand, raised her eyebrows and said, "Great writer~ You better stop dragging me to the sky. There must be a Breadwinner in this family~"

oh?Cooperating with me is a little boy.I played with taste: "Yes, yes, I will rely more on your support in the future."

I hardly ever felt hurt to my pride, if there was more it would probably be the sudden glow in my heart when she said 'one home'.But I don't want her to think I'm a burden, "Don't worry, I'm not just good at writing."

But her expression suddenly became serious, she stood up and sat facing me: "Eighteen, I had reservations about you before, but now that we are together, I will not hide many things from you anymore."

She clicked around, "I bought this apartment in full. All my living expenses and tuition fees during college mainly came from my several investment income. If you are interested, I can slowly buy it in the future." Let me tell you. In a nutshell, just by maintaining the current situation, the most conservative estimate is that I can sit and eat for more than three years."

Looking at her sure-fire face, I lost my mind for a moment.In the past three and a half years, I have only heard some stories about her sporadically from senior sisters and seniors.I know she has a big scholarship, I know she's on Dean's List, I know she took an internship at JPMorgan as a sophomore.

But when we were together, we never talked about this, and I never thought of asking.The most is to complain about the professor together, endless DDL.

"Sister..." I sighed leisurely, "I have the illusion of meeting you for the first time. Please wake me up quickly."

She chuckled, "What's the matter, I just showed you a little bit of family background, didn't you just drag me to get married? If we really set off without even thinking about it, we might all be joint property by now gone."

"It's true that I didn't think carefully about this point." I apologized slightly, "I directly assumed that our current property structure would be relatively simple." Holding her face, I smiled, "Who would have thought that you would prepare for yourself?" Such a generous dowry."

"Hmph... Before I met you, a rascal, I never thought about getting married, sister." She gave me a slight white look. "Okay. My original intention was just to say, you can continue to write what you want to write in the future. You don't need to worry about making money. Even if you are a small [-]th-line writer for a lifetime, I want you to do what you want thing."

Looking into her long and dark eyes, I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.I leaned down, put my forehead against hers, and muttered to myself: "I want to fulfill your wish too, ma'am."