Remember to forget GL

The light in the bedroom has not changed, still dim, but because the night outside the window is getting darker and darker, it makes the room brighter.Under the thin silk quilt, it covered the two soft bodies.When Pan Siyuan woke up, it was such a scene, she was a little dazed for a while, as if she had returned to that day many years ago.

Turning her face slightly, she saw the person who was close at hand, her breath was slowly blowing on her neck, but at this moment, she no longer had the slightest desire or thought, only peace of mind left.Looking carefully at Shen Qing's sleeping face, his expression was relaxed, and there seemed to be a slight smile, which was completely different from that year in Paris.During that breakfast, Shen Qing's brows were tightly furrowed, even in a dream, there was deep sadness and unresolved knots in her heart.

It was no longer touching in distress, this time Pan Siyuan's gentle hand wandered over Shen Qing's face, her fingertips greedily tracing her facial features, her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose, and her pouting slightly while sleeping. lips.This is her right and her sweetness.

There was a vague discomfort somewhere in her body. Shen Qing's passion broke out in an instant, and she couldn't bear to refuse, nor did she want to refuse.She often misses such a passionate and warm moment by herself, and now, she also wants to relive it, doesn't she?

"Are you awake?" Shen Qing felt the touch on his face, woke up leisurely, opened his eyes, and met the pair of eyes that still had a hint of charm, and his heartbeat started to speed up again.

Adjusting his mood a little, Shen Qing smiled and put his hand on his face, pulled his lips closer, and kissed lightly.The body of the person who was still in his arms trembled, causing ripples in each other.The four eyes met, full of passion, the two of them gradually recalled the clip just now and the sound of the crisp will, and the blushes became the protagonists on their faces.

Shen Qing's stomach sent out a distress signal, breaking the atmosphere that was about to reenact the passion.The lips that were gradually approaching reluctantly parted under the rationality. "Uh, are you hungry? Let's get up and have something to eat, and we'll..." Before Shen Qing finished speaking, his waist was twisted. The force was not strong, but it was enough to make her shut up obediently.

After hurriedly putting on the clothes that she had thrown away just now, Shen Qing left the room first. Hearing the sound of her footsteps walking back and forth in the living room, Pan Siyuan felt a warm current in her heart.Putting on her pajamas, she saw Shen Qing bring in a pizza from outside the door, and went to heat it up with a smirk.

Shen Qing thoughtfully kissed Pan Siyuan and fell asleep again. The tranquility of the night made people's memory extra sensitive, and Shen Qing thoughtfully did not torment her anymore. The passion revisited after many years also made it difficult for her to fall asleep peacefully.Pan Siyuan gently removed the hand on her waist, got up and got out of bed.Wearing a heavy bathrobe, Pan Siyuan stood by the window, there was no one downstairs, and the glass window reflected the person who was still sleeping on the bed.Once the memory box was opened, it was out of control. At this time, Pan Siyuan realized that she remembered everything about Shen Qing so clearly.

That year, it was the rainy season in Paris again, and Pan Siyuan, who was about to start her senior year internship, had just finished her holiday travel and was waiting for her luggage at Charles de Gaulle Airport.This was no different from every return trip in the past. She never thought that she would meet someone she would never forget in that day and in that place.

"Jesuis désolée." As soon as she lifted the huge box off the turntable, she was hit by someone, which caught Pan Siyuan off guard, and before she could recover, she fell into a soft embrace.

There was bright yellow in front of her eyes, and the fluffy down jacket acted as a cushion, which not only made her feel no pain, but also gave her the illusion of being trapped in an ocean ball.A fresh breath came from the top of the head, and Pan Siyuan, who was held in her arms, looked up in a very awkward posture, and a pair of dark eyes attracted her.With just one glance, it was as if he had found the feeling he had been waiting for for many years. The heartbeat that he had never experienced before was so sudden that Pan Siyuan forgot to react.

It wasn't until the person hugging her frowned slightly that she got up in a hurry, a rare loss of etiquette, and when she looked carefully, she saw that her big box was tilted beside her, and the pulleys were just pressing on the person's feet.The person whose luggage was picked up had no intention of colliding with him, and both himself and the suitcase lost their balance. Fortunately, there was this embrace, otherwise Pan Siyuan would have hated de Gaulle.

"I'm sorry." When she saw the person hugging her clearly, Asian complexion, black hair, and the little tension in her eyes and the strangeness of this place, Pan Siyuan made a bold guess: this is the same as her parents Yes, Chinese.

Sure enough, when French switched to Chinese, the man grinned.The pure and shy smile made Pan Siyuan happy too. She didn't know why, but she liked the look of this person in front of her very much. The greenness on his face seemed so different.

After chatting for a while, Pan Siyuan looked at the somewhat damaged box, so she had to call a friend to pick it up, and then stood in the hall and waited with Shen Qing.Standing beside her, Shen Qing of that year was not as tall as her. Although he answered her words politely, his eyes looked towards the entrance from time to time.Compared with her composure, Shen Qing is really uneasy.Seeing her like a little rabbit, Pan Siyuan's interest has reached a new level.

Until the person whom Shen Qing waited for appeared, what Pan Siyuan saw was not the beauty of her senior sister, she only saw that moment, Shen Qing seemed to be a different person, with eyes full of affection Overflowing, from the moment the senior sister appeared, he could no longer take his eyes off her.

Before Shen Qing left, she bid farewell to her with a smile on her face. Pan Siyuan liked that look back, but it was not what she wanted to remember, because the joy was because of that woman just now.Pan Siyuan felt that she was out of order. She met someone by chance at the airport and just chatted with him. Why did she feel so uncomfortable?Why do you still feel that the woman who came to pick you up just now looks a little familiar?

Oh, by the way, just now Shen Qing seemed to say that that person was her senior, and her senior was named SARAH.But Shen Qing didn't ask her name, if she did. . .Pan Siyuan couldn't help but smiled wryly, perhaps Shen Qing would be taken aback, because her name was also SARAH.

It wasn't until Elane walked around the hall for a long time that she found Pan Siyuan, who was still in deep thought, and she even invited a big meal for this.But every time ELANE asked her what she was giggling at the airport at that time, the answer was like invisible air, which always existed but was always hidden.

Pan Siyuan didn't know that the not-so-serious pain in her foot that was pressed by her box would become the reason why Shen Qing wanted to cry after her senior sister introduced her boyfriend.Unfortunately, Shen Qing remembered the box, but not the owner of the box.

Pan Siyuan thought that the encounter between her and Shen Qing began in Charles de Gaulle, and would also dissipate in Charles de Gaulle, a place destined to belong to travelers.If they don't meet again, Pan Siyuan may occasionally remember her in the years to come, or maybe she won't remember at all.Buried somewhere in the depths of memory is the throbbing that once touched the bottom of my heart. Even if it is only for a moment, only once, it is real enough and worth remembering.

But when she saw Shen Qing's figure again on campus, she had to start to believe that this might be what her grandmother often said to her, fate.The person whom I missed because of a chance encounter appeared in front of my eyes again and again, which made Pan Siyuan have to pay attention.But soon, she found that Shen Qing's expression had changed, and the expression of joy at parting had never appeared again. She didn't know what kind of change made her become so depressed in just a few days.

In Paris, which has been raining for several days, the rare sunshine has given the city another look.The breath of sunshine dilutes the gloomy romance and adds a little bit of thrilling passion and fun. Pan Siyuan was planning her graduation internship in the cafe on campus, but she heard murmurs from behind. Chinese.

"The rain in Paris is no different from other places." Pan Siyuan just stopped and listened for a while, seeing that the man seemed to be repeating a few inexplicable words, she stopped paying attention and continued to do her own business.

Until the man got up and walked by, but accidentally knocked over a cup of coffee beside her, Pan Siyuan might just pass by Shen Qing.Shen Qing still had that slightly reserved expression, but she lost the innocence she had at the airport that day. She was full of sadness, and her eyes were empty.As if her heart had been hollowed out, Shen Qing's reaction was a little slow, and she also seemed a little weak.

In the next few days, Pan Siyuan would see Shen Qing in this small coffee shop, sitting in the same position every time, with almost the same expression every time.Pan Siyuan's internship plan took several times longer than usual to complete, but she accidentally picked up a few pages of letter paper scattered under her seat.

Pan Siyuan had no way of guessing who the handwriting on the paper came from, but she read a person's mind on the paper, and unknowingly, she shed tears because of such love.Isn't this the feeling I've always wanted?But among those people who appeared around her since she was a child, almost no one can make her feel.Even Jiang Xinfeng, who was in a relationship before, didn't feel anything after the three-month freshness period.

Readers of other people's stories, but she was completely moved. Maybe such delicate brushstrokes are too appetizing for her, or maybe it's the SARAH that appeared on the pages full of pages that she couldn't help substituting.The whole article is full of what-ifs, allowing Pan Siyuan to truly understand how deeply that hopeful but unattainable emotion hurts.But Shen Qing didn't realize that she dropped the letter.

Maybe it's because I care too much about it, so I dare not face it again and again.So she didn't dare to deliberately look for the letter again, for fear that if she was suddenly found in a corner of the room, the back of her head would be numb from the pain as if she had been hit hard.She was afraid that the carefully wrapped wound would be torn apart again inadvertently.

Maybe Shen Qing will never know what she relied on to attract Pan Siyuan, nor will she know that it was that forgotten letter that opened the gap in Pan Siyuan's heart.If it hadn't been for the campus party that her senior sister took to that night, if it hadn't been for the pretentiously mature drink after drink that night, she wouldn't have met the flushed Pan Siyuan in the corridor.She could actually see Pan Siyuan clearly, but she couldn't remember that they had met before, and she didn't want to remember everything she experienced here so clearly, because she was about to leave in three days, right?

Perhaps, in this life, she will never come to Paris again, so she will not take everything in Paris with her.

If the woman in front of her hadn't hooked her neck, if she hadn't been trying to avoid the senior sister who was chasing after her, and the handsome foreign boyfriend who followed her around, then Shen Qing wouldn't follow into that strange room, let alone respond clumsily. With each other's enthusiasm.When the warm and alcohol-smelling breath was passed to her mouth through her tightly pressed lips, Shen Qing couldn't help closing her eyes, like a shy little girl, carefully feeling the air with the softest heart. The intimacy that was only secretly fantasized about.

Shen Qing was intoxicated by the other party's enchanting figure. She had never experienced such a real smoothness, let alone the details. She only relied on the feeling, and the surge of emotion in her body. She explored step by step until she entered the place where she shouldn't be. Places to go.The other party's tremors made her crazy, and she couldn't control it anymore, broke away from the other party's guidance, and rushed in that strange and tempting field.They're both so jerky, and the shyness finally disappears in this misty indulgence.

The woman left without saying a word to her, without leaving any words, without even waiting for her to wake up.Perhaps, they are all afraid of the embarrassment after waking up.Shen Qing looked at the hickey marks on her body in the mirror and cried hard for a long time.She was in Paris, lost herself, her heart was broken, and she was lost.So, what qualifications does she have to continue to like senior sister like this?

Shen Qing is a dead-headed person. After she inexplicably experienced this nightmarish night, her state of mind changed dramatically.She quickly packed her luggage, and calmly had the last dinner with her senior sister, which was specially invited by her senior sister. There was no one else but the two of them.Sitting facing each other, Shen Qing felt that something had changed. She and her senior sister were already so far apart.

I said goodbye lightly, but there was a voice in my heart: Maybe I really won't see you again.

The moment Shen Qing left Paris, she looked back at everything about Charles de Gaulle, and silently said goodbye.But I never thought that because of the chance encounter here, someone would take off from Charles de Gaulle many years later to find her, especially to find her.

The author has something to say: ahem, ahem, after writing this chapter, it seems that I am a little farther away from being locked in a small dark room.

What's the matter, the results will be released tomorrow, but the result is that the author needs to take it easy (I believe you understand), so let me disappear for a while.

Tomorrow is my birthday, alas, this year's birthday gift is really tragic

please comfort~~~