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After I said that, I resolutely got up and went to the kitchen to get noodles.

Zhong Linyun let out a muffled coughing sound behind me, probably choked quite a bit.

I weighed my appetite, filled half a bowl of noodles, and returned to my seat.

Zhong Linyun was sitting opposite, the tip of his nose was a little red, and even the corners of his eyes were red, and he seemed really shocked.

I felt slight guilt for a moment, but quickly suppressed this compassion coldly.

indeed,

I bowed my head and took two mouthfuls of noodles,

It wasn't me who stuck out my tongue.

Zhong Linyun deserved it.

At that time, when I kissed, I relied on the impulse of lust. I completely forgot the skills in the short movie and the flirtatious words when I was bragging with my friends. After I posted it, my mind was a mess. Apart from "so sweet" and "so soft", I have no other thoughts, and I dare not move.

When I was so stiffly kissing Zhong Linyun's lips, I unexpectedly felt that my lips and teeth were forced to pry open, and my mouth opened unconsciously, and I was forced to exchange saliva with Zhong Linyun.

I was in a daze at the beginning, I just felt that I was so gifted that I learned to move my tongue as soon as I kissed someone.

Then I woke up and realized.

fuck you

That's not Lao Tzu's tongue.

It was Zhong Linyun who moved his tongue first.

I pawed the noodles expressionlessly, and the chopsticks poked the bottom of the bowl, making a crisp sound.

Forcing a kiss to become a kiss, Zhong Linyun has a lot of responsibility.

I thought about it.

It seems that I want to ask my few friends who go to straight men, do the "straight men" in their cognition stick out their tongues when kissing friends of the same sex?

Or.

I looked down at my half-length hair that fell to my collarbone.

Zhong Linyun sees me as a girl.

In this way, he has a reason to explain all his tolerance and care for me before.

After all, Zhong Linyun's work is not serious, and he is still a gentleman.

Even when talking to the youngest daughter of the family downstairs, his voice softened a bit.

I really don't mind being treated like a girl.

If this identity can bring me some convenience.

But I do mind being treated as a girl by Zhong Linyun.

Does Zhong Linyun think I am a boy or a girl?

Is the person Zhong Linyun sticks out his tongue out to be a boy or a girl?

Does Zhong Linyun like boys or girls?

I seem to be stuck at the most difficult choice intersection in history, hesitating and unable to make a choice.

But one thing's for sure, whatever the answer is, I'm not going to be too happy.

How capricious and contradictory, I sighed and became frustrated.

Zhong Linyun did the tidying up. He was afraid that I would knock the bowl over.

"There are only four bowls at home." He said, "Save it and use it."

I think he misunderstood my hands-on ability, but my rich record gave me no capital to defend myself. I could only stand at the kitchen door and watch Zhong Linyun wash the dishes with his bandages on.

"Don't you need to go to the hospital?" Even though Zhong Linyun's actions were restrained and cautious, there were still a lot of water droplets splashed and wet the bandages on his arms. I frowned and couldn't help asking.

"No need." Zhong Linyun said, "No bones or muscles were hurt."

"How do you know if you don't look?" I disagree.

"They didn't play hard, they were well-behaved, and they were afraid of getting into trouble." Zhong Linyun explained.

"Oh." I stared at the bandages that were getting wet and gradually darker in color, and couldn't help saying angrily, "That's true, very principled."

Zhong Linyun paused as he washed the dishes, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just pressed some dish soap and rubbed the dishes harder.

I stared at his arm, thinking that there were not many bandages and gauze left, so I had to go out and buy some, then I became angry again that Zhong Linyun's father was so troublesome, and Zhong Linyun didn't know how to change things, so I got hurt all over my body, To spend such a waste of money...

"Don't go to work these two days." I said again, "That group of people might block you again, it's too dangerous."

"It's okay." Zhong Linyun didn't look up, "The place where I work is not the area they are in charge of, and they dare not force it."

"Oh." I agreed, but still worried.

Even if the bar is not, isn't it the way to and from get off work? There are so many twists and turns in the village in the city, and there may be a group of people rushing out of any corner... where to hide.

Although Zhong Linyun said lightly that they were "proper", but a few hours ago, in the horrific scene covered in blood, he really couldn't see what kind of "property" those people had.

But Zhong Linyun will not be afraid, he is very stubborn, like a cow, and no one can persuade anyone to come back to what he believes.

One cannot stand in front of an advancing bull, one has to find a way to outsmart it.

"Then what if they come to block the house again." I said, "I will stay at home for a while, if they come again..."

After Zhong Linyun washed the dishes, he turned them upside down above the draining sink, turned around, took off the rag from the hook, looked at me and said.

"You can go home."

"But I don't want to go back." I stared at him and said stubbornly, "I won't go back."

Zhong Linyun looked at me, changed the rag from his left hand to his right, and then stuffed it back from his right hand to his left.

His face changed slightly, probably because he remembered something, I guess it was my "reason".

So he finally compromised.

"If you don't want to go back, then don't go back." Zhong Linyun lowered his eyes, wiped his hands quickly, and hung the cloth back.

"Then can you stay at home these two days?" I strike while the iron is hot, "I'm a little scared, those people will come again."

Zhong Linyun didn't say a word, but nodded slightly, as a consent.

I put one worry to rest and went out whistling to the drugstore for new bandages and gauze.

For the next two or three days, Zhong Linyun stayed at home.

He is also very silent at home, and generally does not take the initiative to speak, just stays in the room, holding some materials to read, I noticed that they are all review materials for the college entrance examination.

In this case, I am also embarrassed to play games and watch videos in the house, it seems that I am very decadent and depraved.

So I was forced to practice basic skills...pressing my legs on the cabinet, pressing my insteps while leaning on the balcony railings, and leaning against the only big wall.

I have good basic skills, and my muscles and bones are soft. Many dance teachers have praised me as "dancing material".

I was not happy when I heard this kind of praise when I was a child. At that time, I was only thinking about how to escape the dance class and escape the endless lower back and leg press...

Looking back on it when I grew up, I was relieved.

Anyway, talent is better than nothing.

But no matter how talented I am, basic skills and other things will not be practiced for a few days, and I will start all over again.

The leg press is okay, but the lower fork really hurts. I haven't practiced for a long time. Once I press it, my facial features are wrinkled, and I feel that my crotch is torn, and I feel uncomfortable.This feeling lasted for quite a while, I was lying there humming and chirping, it was so noisy that Zhong Linyun couldn't help but come out to see what kind of moth was happening on my side.

I was naturally afraid of pain, and I couldn't stop lying there with tears in my eyes.

Of course, I also know that it is too embarrassing for an adult to cry in pain, so as soon as Zhong Linyun came out, I tilted my head in another direction, stubbornly retaining my few dignity in front of the "kissed roommate".

Zhong Linyun squatted in front of me, just like squatting in front of a fruit stand, looking at me, a not-so-soft cartilaginous creature, with scrutiny and curiosity.

He squatted for a while, probably because his legs were numb, got up and went back to the room.

Before leaving, he reached out and wanted to touch my head to express encouragement or sympathy.

But for some reason, he eventually withdrew his encouragement.His palm stayed a centimeter or two above my head and moved away.

The oppressive feeling of the dumb hairs on the top of my head let me know the arrival of Zhong Linyun's palm, and the little flame in my heart also followed the two tufts of unruly dumb hairs—it was pressed down, bounced up again, swayed, and trembled uncontrollably.

On the fourth day of self-isolation at home, an unexpected visitor came to visit.

In fact, it wasn't that bad, because he didn't smash the door, didn't pry the door, and didn't unlock it.

He politely rang the doorbell.

But holding on to the stubborn thought of how could someone who came to this ghostly place to find someone be a good person, I tensed my nerves the moment the doorbell rang, and jumped off the ground in an unscientific posture. He got up, clutched his twitching crotch and rushed to the door, looking out through the dusty cat's eye.

Zhong Linyun moved a little later than me, and his nerves would be relatively slow when he was studying, otherwise it would not be my turn to explore the way, and he would be able to cut the beard halfway.

"Who." I was blocking the door, and Zhong Linyun was behind me, unable to find any first-hand information, so I could only ask in a low voice.

"I don't know..." I managed to make out the figure, "I'm just alone, a bit taller... At least taller than me, without a knife... His bangs are a bit long, um... His facial features are quite delicate..."

Zhong Linyun couldn't bear to listen to my meaningless report, and stretched out his hand expressionlessly to pull me back to make room for the cat's eye.

I was pulled away by him for some unknown reason, and I watched him push sideways, get close to the cat, and look out.

Zhong Linyun glanced twice, and suddenly relaxed a little.

"I know." He said.

"So what should we do now, open the door?" I grabbed his arm and asked nervously.

"Go hide in the room." Zhong Linyun retreated and left the cat's eye.

"Why?" I was very dissatisfied with his decision, "Don't you know him? There is nothing to hide, and the buddy outside doesn't look like a bad guy..."

Zhong Linyun thought for a short while, "Why doesn't it look like that?"

"It looks good." I said confidently, "The temperament doesn't look bad."

Zhong Linyun was probably completely speechless about my superficial thinking of judging people by their appearance. He looked at me inexplicably, stared at me for a while, grabbed my hand, and forcefully led me into the room.

"Go to the room," he said again.

"I don't." I grabbed the cabinet next to me and resisted tenaciously.

"Be obedient." Zhong Linyun's attitude was unprecedentedly resolute, he was very strong, and I was a little hurt by him.

But I was also determined not to leave him here alone.

After all, even though there was only one person who came here this time, Zhong Linyun knew him... But no matter what, the person who came here was not kind, and if something happened and a fight broke out, even if I couldn't help, I could still cry for two A word of deterrence.

I firmly grasped the cabinet, with my feet firmly on the ground, staring at Zhong Linyun fiercely.

Push again, push again.

If you push me again, I will kiss you.

But can't you outsmart it?

I thought fiercely.

The brother outside didn't give me a chance in the end, he rang the doorbell again.

In the somewhat distorted doorbell, Zhong Linyun lowered his head and quickly looked at me again.

"Stay here and don't go out," he said.

Then, he let go of me, opened the door, and went out.