Not Spare the Years

Zhou Zhenyue sometimes thinks that if she has to spend the rest of her life with one person, it can only be Mu Xueyi.

She had never met such a patient person as Mu Xueyi.

That night, it was obvious that she proposed to hold hands, but after only one second, she immediately let go and said, "...It's strange to hold hands next to each other."

Mu Xueyi didn't mind, just said: "Then don't hold it."

Later, as they walked together, she said, "I'm not used to people walking alongside me."

Mu Xueyi silently stepped back a little and followed two steps away from her.

When she was making the stool, she said, "I don't eat rice, green onions, chives, bean sprouts, cucumbers, jealousy, oil consumption, and monosodium glutamate."

So the lunch Mu Xueyi made for her did not appear more than once.

"I don't like you wearing black," she said.

Mu Xueyi would never wear black again.

She said, "You look better with curly hair."

Mu Xueyi continued to perm her hair and never let her hair straight again.

Mu Xueyi was kind to her, but not flattering. As indifferent as water, in every detail.

Taking care of everything in her life, but never pointing fingers at her life.

She heard from Li Lulu that her girlfriend was the most annoying, self-willed and lackluster, always dragging her to the mall to buy lipstick and bags when people were busy with business.

But when she was busy with work, Mu Xueyi was just sitting on the far sofa reading a book. Only after she is done, she will raise her eyes gently and smile at her softly: "Are you done?"

Zhou Zhenyue knew that as a lover, her character was really bad.

Her world is very lonely, and loneliness has become a habit, and it is not very compatible with the arrival of other people. Sometimes I even forget that there is another Mu Xueyi.

But when she suddenly remembered that there was another person to like, she turned around in a panic, Mu Xueyi was always behind her, smiling quietly at her.

Ordinary girls must be mad at being ignored like this.

But Mu Xueyi never got angry with her, didn't play petty, and didn't ask her for lipstick, bags or the like.

Zhou Zhenyue felt a little distressed.

What has a person experienced to become so sensible and restrained?

After get off work one day, the two were walking home one after the other.

Zhou Zhenyue suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, "I'm sorry, I haven't done well these days."

Mu Xueyi smiled lightly: "No, you are very good to me."

Zhou Zhenyue was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hand:

"Come here, hold hands."

Mu Xueyi asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say that it's weird to be hand in hand, and you're not used to others walking alongside you..."

Zhou Zhenyue stared at her, "I can learn the habit from today."

So Mu Xueyi walked over, his eyes dodged a little, and he lightly took Zhou Zhenyue's hand.

The four fingers rested on each other's palms shallowly, almost without the strength of the kneading, as gentle as a cloud.

Zhou Zhenyue walked side by side with her and asked softly, "Take my hand, are you happy?"

Mu Xueyi murmured, "I'm... happy."

Zhou Zhenyue gathered her five fingers and wrapped Mu Xueyi's hand tightly into her palm.

"...I'm happy too."

When she said this, the tips of Zhou Zhenyue's ears turned pink.

The two clasped hands were slowly getting wet, and I don't know who was sweating.

"It's been a month. According to the plan, we can try hugging." Zhou Zhenyue's voice was serious, "Where do you want to try?"

Mu Xueyi stammered a little: "All, all can."

Zhou Zhenyue: "...Are you shy?"

Mu Xueyi: "No..."

Zhou Zhenyue stopped and looked at her, "It's you who pursued me, shouldn't you be more proactive?"

The broken hair on Mu Xueyi's temples slid down, blocking the profile of her face, her ears and neck were red, like an unripe peach.

She glanced at Zhou Zhenyue lightly, her fingertips trembled a little, and took a small step towards the other party,

Then, shaking slightly, she put her arms around Zhou Zhenyue's waist, slowly tightening her arms, and carefully hugging the woman who was a little taller than her.

The body temperature belonging to another person was transmitted through the thin shirt, which made Zhou Zhenyue, who was not mentally prepared, froze.

She didn't expect Mu Xueyi to hug her like this, this strange feeling made her a little bit at a loss.

In the summer, Anyang is stuffy and hot, and cicadas are constantly mocking and making noise.

I don't know whose heartbeat, thump, thump, thump.

Zhou Zhenyue reluctantly regained her sanity and murmured, "The plan says that it will be in a place where no one is..."

Mu Xueyi let go of his arms: "I'm sorry..."

Zhou Zhenyue raised her hand to hold the other's butterfly bone, and hugged her with one hand.

Their ears rubbed together, and it was hard to tell which one was hotter.

"I…"

Zhou Zhenyue had a dry mouth and swallowed her saliva.

She was silent for a long time before speaking.

"Would you like lipstick and a bag? On the weekends...I'll take you to the mall to buy them."

Mu Xueyi whispered: "It doesn't matter, I can buy it myself."

Zhou Zhenyue repeated, "I'll take you to buy it."

Mu Xueyi's eyelashes drooped, "...Okay...Okay."

The street lights were dim, and the overlapping shadows of the two people were stretched long.

That night, the old man found that Zhou Zhenyue had not come to the restaurant for dinner.

He asked the servant, "Where's Miss?"

Maid: "Miss is in the studio."

The old man: "Oh? She doesn't seem to have painted since graduation."

Maid: "Yes."

The old man put down his chopsticks and went to the studio in person.

Opening the door of the studio, she saw Zhou Zhenyue sitting in front of the easel, the canvas was clean, and she was in a daze.

The old man walked behind her and asked, "Crescent Moon, you are painting, what do you want to paint?"

Zhou Zhenyue held the paintbrush, looked at the old man dully, licked her lips, and said, "I don't know..."

Old man: "I don't know?"

"Well..." Zhou Zhenyue shrunk her fingers holding the brush, "I don't know what I want to paint. I just feel that I suddenly want to paint."

The old man smiled and said, "Oh—it's inspiration."

inspiration?

Inspiration that comes only when your mood swings wildly?

Zhou Zhenyue covered her beating heart, and after a brief trance, the corners of her lips curved into a smile that was not a smile.

"Grandpa," she seemed to admit her fate, "I seem to have a little crush on a girl."

The old man smiled and said, "That's a good thing. Why do you look a little worried?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "Because things didn't go according to the plan I made, according to the plan, it's too early to start liking her now..."

The old man interrupted her: "Girl, 'like' this kind of thing can't be compared with other things. I have made various plans for you since you were young, because the world is too complicated, and everything has to be done. Be prepared for the perfect plan. But 'liking' is different, 'liking' is something that can't be guarded against. You can't calculate it, you can't plan it. You can only accept it calmly when this emotion comes."

Zhou Zhenyue pondered for a long time.

After a long, long time, she raised her head and smiled with relief: "Grandpa, I'm going to give her a gold bracelet."

The old man laughed, waved his hands and left.

"It's too early, it's too early, you'll scare people!"

Zhou Zhenyue looked at the paintbrush in her hand, and gently rubbed the barrel with her fingertips.

Then how about...

Or should I start by sending lipstick and bags?

The lipsticks and bags that Zhou Zhenyue used were all of the same brand, color and model. She didn't know what Mu Xueyi liked, so on the day she took her to the mall, she almost emptied all the trendy products from those famous brand stores. .

When the lady at the counter was packing, she was idle by the side, picked up a perfume and sniffed it.

It has a gardenia scent, sweet and bitter. As soon as she smelled it, she felt that it was suitable for Mu Xueyi.

"Will I buy this for you?" Zhou Zhenyue handed the bottle of perfume to Mu Xueyi, "You are very suitable for the fragrance of gardenias."

Mu Xueyi took it and smelled it on the test paper, "Do you like it?"

Zhou Zhenyue hummed: "I like you to spray."

Mu Xueyi smiled slightly and said, "Okay, then I will spray this smell in the future."

Zhou Zhenyue smiled very shallowly as she watched Mu Xueyi fold the used incense sticks and put them in her pocket.

The girl she likes is so gentle.

Such peaceful days have passed for many months.

With the blessing of that plan, the distance between them is getting closer day by day.

Although Zhou Zhenyue never expressed her love, she was sure that her love for Mu Xueyi was growing day by day. From the first hug to the first kiss, this feeling reached a peak.

The only thing that was agreed was to kiss the face. When Mu Xueyi kissed her profile, she couldn't help kissing the mouth again.

The first time she was inexperienced, she didn't know where to put her tongue. Mu Xueyi recovered from the sudden kiss, instead of pushing her away or blaming her, she closed her eyes, opened her lips, and accepted her offense.

Mu Xueyi always had infinite tolerance for her.

This gave Zhou Zhenyue a little insight.

People who fall in love are always a little greedy.

Mu Xueyi's indulgence made her feel that since hugs and kisses are okay, then it should be okay to go further.

The time is almost up, they have known each other for almost a year, and they have been trying to communicate for more than half a year.

Li Lulu said that young couples should also try to explore each other's bodies when they are dating.

At the riverside apartment that night, they watched a movie and took a shower.

The ambiguous atmosphere was brought out. Zhou Zhenyue first kissed Mu Xueyi on the sofa, then hugged her, walked back to the bedroom, and pressed her on the bed to kiss.

When the love was so strong, her hands went behind her and started to unbutton the other's underwear.

She thought that Mu Xueyi would follow her this time as before.

But Mu Xueyi, who was under him, immediately grabbed her wrist, turned his face away, and his hands were shaking: "No..."

She looked at Mu Xueyi suspiciously.

Mu Xueyi's eyes were dodging, and what overflowed from his eyes was not shyness, but fear and panic.

She shrank and murmured, "No... I can't..."

Maybe it was too sudden, she didn't have time to cover up, and the most real emotions in her heart were written on her face.

At that moment, I don't know if it was an illusion.

Zhou Zhenyue suddenly had a somewhat ridiculous idea in her heart.

Mu Xueyi seems to be...

I didn't like her as much as I thought.

Some emotions can't be hidden, and some sixth senses have no reason.

That was the first time Zhou Zhenyue noticed that Mu Xueyi's feelings for her were not pure.

The author has something to say: Happy Children's Day~

61 red envelopes in the comment area of ​​this chapter, I wish my readers and children a happy day

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 3 Lu Fei; 2 blamed sister AhLian; Chen Ling, just a little grass, Shi'an, Xu Nianzhe, Lao Wu, May I Qing Huan, Xiao Wei, 08161;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: the other party is growing hair 34 bottles; Tomato ㄓㄨ, Xiaoyuebai 20 bottles; Waiting Fengren, Willow, Yue^15 bottles; Bamboo, Panax notoginseng, Luotong 10 bottles; Jin 7 bottles; Xu Nianzhe, El Niño 5 bottles; tree head 2 bottles; Hahahahahaha 1 bottle