Half-baked

In the air: the floating dust seemed to have stopped surging, the whole world was so quiet that even the moonlight came to hug each other without disturbing them.
Dark clouds cover the moon: At night, the ground and the earth are tightly pressed together.

"I just had a dream," the sleeper's voice was trembling, but his voice was full of panic and fear, "I had a dream that I found a girlfriend abroad, and when she came back, she would come back. This is so cool, even cooler than me... even cooler than me."

"Why don't you take this home? Aunt Cheng will help Uncle cook it."

"Holding hands like this, what will happen next time——"
"Hui, Hui, Xia Li..."

A choking sound came over me, and after swallowing, my throat was filled with a sour taste, and breathing became difficult. I took a deep breath, and the remaining words came out very slowly, very slowly: "What?"
"——Sleep now, it's good, and then there will be something."

After these words were spoken, the whole world seemed to be silenced.
The sleeping man buried his head in his shoulders, unable to control himself any longer. His hands silently felt something wet, running down his shoulders and collarbones, and sliding down a little at a time. Sliding down his chest, it felt like it was scalded by magma, and his heart felt a burning sensation that could not be dissipated.

Sleeping alone: ​​The throat is soaked with tears and the crying tone is obvious.
Here: "When we were young, everyone knew how to go downstairs. When mom came, she would go downstairs."
"Later, Daddy came and asked for Xiayou."

"Mom has promised many times that I will be obedient and good, and study hard, and I will definitely not become a trouble or a burden."
"Mom is willing to take over this side."

I was clearly crying when I said these words, but the world seemed to be raining heavily.

The hand was silent: put it here: the back of the head, and stroked it very lightly; Dai: the throat trembled with pain, "It's okay: baby, it will come again: dreams are all lies: how can you fall in love with others? How to deal with it? I am also very good: how can I be so good? After breaking up, I still say——"
He took a deep breath and said, "I just want to be back."

I still cried when I fell asleep, but the tears stopped completely.
He silently wanted to take out a tissue to wipe her tears, but then he noticed her movements and immediately hugged her tighter.
"..."
He just moved his hands silently, letting the snot drip all over his clothes.

Gradually, there were slight sounds. I raised my eyebrows and looked outside. It was drizzling outside.
It is Qingming Festival, a rainy season.
The sound of raindrops gradually overlapped with the sound of crying. I held her silently, stroking her back from time to time. She tilted her head from time to time, brushed her scattered hair with her hands, and kissed her forehead gently.

This kiss was not mixed with any lust, but it was more exciting than Ren Helu's passionate kiss.

I don't know how long I've been crying. It seems like I'm tired of crying. I said in a muffled voice, "Can you give me some paper?"

"Wipe off your clothes, please." The hand sighed silently but deliberately, "At this time of the day, if the clothes are spilt by wine, it means they are spilt by tears. What else can I say: the clothes are full?"
There was a few seconds of silence, here: "What: Clothes are so expensive."

Hearing this, his eyebrows twitched silently, and he immediately took out a tissue to wipe his face, saying, "It's just clothes, just wash it if it's dirty."

Seeing how cautious he was, a smile appeared on his lips, "Well, the house is so expensive too."
"..."
"When will I be able to buy a house next time?" His expression drooped, and he looked dejected: "It's good to have a house here. When I buy a house next time, I will be able to fall in love next time."

“So when do you buy a house?”
"Within five years."
"..." He stared at her silently for two seconds, then laughed angrily, "We broke up five years ago, and now you have another five-year plan? Are you deliberately stalling for more words?"

The sleeper was also amused by his own plan, "It seems that the time is a bit long."

"Do you want to hear the truth?" Shou Wusheng's tone was too straightforward, "I've been waiting for five hours."
"I have to go back to work tomorrow, so I have to work four days, which means I have the fifth day off. If I want to date someone by then, I can call you." He counted on his fingers and said, "Then wait five days."

The hands were silent and the expression was idle, with a sense of fatigue and indifference. It seemed that he didn't care. He chuckled and said, "What do you think about falling in love in five days?"
"Then -" The man here, sleeping a little uncomfortably, said unconfidently, "Will you do as before and hide it from everyone and fall in love secretly?"

Coming here and there, they still talk about love.
The hands made no sound but the laughter was loud. It was rare that I didn't take this seriously.

The sleeping girl wiped away her tears and waved her hand silently; she got up and asked, "Why are you still sleeping so late?"

"You're not familiar with this bed?" He said calmly, in an understated tone, "I'm afraid I'll sleep here this time. This is my first time here, and everything here is unfamiliar to me. It will probably be boring to wake up like this. I want to accompany you for a while."

"Then sit here, are you bored?"
"Hmm?" The hand raised his chin silently, pointing to the laptop beside him, "I have work to accompany me, so I'm bored."
"Is it like this every day?" the sleeper suddenly asked.
"what?"

The two of them sat up straight, lowered their eyes, and looked at each other.
He asked patiently: "How is it abroad? And after returning home: Do you always work alone in the middle of the night? Is there no one around you?"

The hand was silent but the sound of "hmm" was very casual: "I am not that fragile and need someone to accompany me. And you also know that it is annoying to have someone around me when I am here."
After a pause of a few seconds, he added leisurely: "How about this? Have you forgotten? When we were in high school, we lived together."

"..."
High school.
cohabitation.

What the hell is going on!!!

"When we live under the same roof, we sleep in one room and the other in the other. If we sleep in the other room, the well water will invade the river water."

So, Bie Li: Then, be ambiguous, okay!!!

"We need to think about it now," he raised his eyelashes silently, looking at him frivolously, "I will sleep on the same bed, and I can guarantee that there will be no conflict between us."
Resisting the urge to expose the truth, he said, "This place is too far from the hospital. It's very troublesome to get off work."

The hand was silent and very sensible, and said in the chilly ground: "Look at what you are saying. Don't you mind the noise."
A sleepy man said silently: "If we treat Chi Jingting with the same attitude, then——"

"You're going to fall in love next time," the hand couldn't help but interrupt, "What are you going to do with all this talk every day next time?"
The man's face was silent and expressionless. He stretched out his hand and pinched the face, sneering softly, "If you treat everyone like this, will you still feel that you are a hero?"

A sleep daze.

There was a moment’s silence.
I suddenly realized that my hand had no sound, and this question seemed a bit redundant and presumptuous.
When he looked at the sleeping ground, he returned to the previous topic, "Kang Mei, do you live here? If you have to go to work, you have to get up an hour earlier than usual."

"Where do you want me to move to?" He said hurriedly, "If you want me to move to that place, please tell me."
The sleeper also knew which word revealed the message that he was invited to live with this family: this one swallowed his anger and advised kindly, "The house is too small. You will get used to living there anyway."

"As long as the bed is big, it's fine." He said silently and without any hesitation.
The sleeping man couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly said: "How carefully selected: the bed is, it should be confusing."
These words made the hand silent.

There are things that I haven't thought about too much. This is because I have little social experience. Even if I have worked for so long, I will still be a rookie: no different from a college student. However, when I think about it carefully, I will find loopholes everywhere.

Why rental house: decoration design is tailor-made for this?
Why did this search reveal that all furniture is from international brands?
Why does the rent keep going up, but then the price goes back to where it was before?
Why was the previously difficult landlord suddenly so generous?
The sleeper had a vague answer in his heart, but he found the right time to verify it. He was afraid that his answer was wrong, but seeing the silent hand's reaction, he knew that his guess was right.
"What about that house?" the sleeping person asked, "What about the things in the house? What about buying them?"

"..." His hand paused without a sound or expression, "The house is under discussion:."

Then it is the latter.
A man sighed: "I seem to be asking for trouble: from now on, I don't need to consider anything, I can study and go to work with peace of mind. In fact, I have reflected on it. There is no need for us to take the step of breaking up at this time."

"Then maybe I'll buy you a plane ticket in the next few years and let you fly abroad to accompany me." The hand silently expressed his inner thoughts, "Maybe I'll do it the same way as before, threatening or forcing my mother."
"..." The sleepy one curled his lips and said nothing, "Happy breakup."...

Chatting all the time, but I don’t want to sleep: my eyelids are drooping.
Considering that I have to go to work tomorrow, even if I am used to my bed, I will carry it back to bed without making any noise.

Hugging each other in the quilt, the breath is full of the body: the breath, sweeping over the whole body. Warmth:, for this person, can bring infinite sense of security: breath.
After putting the bed down silently, he still held his arm around the sleeping man and was reluctant to let go.

He leaned forward and kissed her lips silently. His voice was hoarse and he said slowly, "The chat service is over, baby. You can start the sleeping service next time."
However, there was no movement.

Look down at the ground.
There is sleep.
Sleeping very soundly.

He knelt on one knee on the bed silently, bent his waist, and hugged the sleeper's neck. After a while, the sleeper finally let go, turned over, and took the quilt away.
"Baby." He leaned over and kissed her ear. "Good night. See you in the morning."

The hand was silent and did not take advantage of anyone, nor did he sleep with that person: beside him.
After closing the door of the guest bedroom, I quietly went into the bathroom of the master bedroom. It was a cold and damp April night. I took a cold shower for half an hour, and only when I calmed down a little did I start to feel a little angry.

If I can sleep well in this bed and keep silent, I can't imagine how many cold showers I will have to take tonight.
Although we got into bed at the same time, I was still energetic and sat down against the head of the bed, trying to suppress my inner restlessness. Suddenly, my cell phone vibrated, and it said: there was a call.

Over the years, due to the time difference between the two, Chi Jingting usually called his mother in the early morning.
At this time, Chi Jingting had just finished drinking, and Shou Meisheng happened to be late in talking.

Even though he returned to China without any sound, Chi Jingting still tried to change this habit.
The hand silently pressed the answer button.

There was a faint sound of wind in the receiver. Chi Jingting's voice was a little empty: "We just finished drinking. What happened there? Why did a sleeper spill wine on him?" When he paused, he heard the sound of a car door opening and closing. The background noise of the wind disappeared. Chi Jingting said sarcastically, "Why did you touch a sleeper?"

"This is not spilled wine, and -" Hands silently raised eyebrows slightly, "This is good for the next family to sleep."

"Fuck off?" Chi Jingting was shocked. "What the hell? You're still forcibly seizing my daughter? How can you play forced love with her? How can you even do the imprisonment play? Your hands are silent. How can you be a human being?"
He frowned silently, emphasizing every word and sentence: "This is the main move, come, next, home, :."

Chi Jingting: "Let's see how much you drink."
The hand was silent: "Nothing to say next time."

Chi Jingting still said in a letter: "How can a person who sleeps take the initiative to go home? The old man knocked on the phone and pretended to be drunk and walked over to ask for help."

"Come on." The hand said silently and expressionlessly, "Here, I want to come to visit the next house."
"Why did you write like this?"
"Love letter."

"The main thing is, why are you still awake at this time? Is this the bed you should sleep in?" Chi Jingting thought this was a silent response: "Is it really that good to sleep alone at home? Don't brag."
"If you want to know, please come to our house for breakfast." He said silently.

There was no sound in the hand, and the suspicion did not arise again. Chi Jingting sighed: "Brother, it was unfair when you were splashed with wine. If you are willing to go home with me, then jump into the river next time. I'm sure you will bring me back to this house."
"..." He hung up the phone silently, feeling really embarrassed: I have nothing to say.

After hanging up the phone, he was silent but still looked very energetic.
As long as I think of that home where I can sleep well;
When I think about it again, I sit here by myself and behave myself:
Further on, the two kissed;
Go further and further, and take the initiative to speak in a friendly manner.

He suddenly stood up without making any sound, went to the bathroom and took a cold shower.

It was so late that I couldn't sleep well even without making any noise.
I used to sleep in the same bed, and I was awakened by a nightmare like this time, and I was so excited that I went into the cloakroom in the middle of the night and had to wear clothes the next morning.

Wear home clothes when you get up in the morning, and wear white short-sleeved shirt and black pants when you go to bed, and also wear white clothes and black pants when you go out.
Then I thought about what I would need to wear to work tomorrow.
You have to be more handsome.
The best thing: I want to sleep well and go to work tomorrow.

After all the hassles, I didn't even fall asleep until it was past four in the morning.

The next day, I was awakened by the ringing of the phone.
Silently, half-asleep, he picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

On the other end of the phone, Cheng Songyue's voice rang out: "I'm here to find you. I have an access card. Can you come down and take it?"
My hands were silent and my thoughts were not clear yet. I subconsciously said, "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"
"Come down and bring you breakfast." Cheng Songyue said in surprise, "Look for it there, just go in, I have the access card:."
"..."

Cheng Songyue seemed to be walking into the elevator, her voice was ethereal and seemed to echo, "Son, what about mom? It's so rare to show maternal love at this moment, can you please not refuse?"
"Today is different from the past, son. In the past, when I didn't have a girlfriend, I wouldn't dare to come home. I was afraid of seeing things."

He sat up from the bed silently. Due to lack of sleep, his body was extremely sleepy. He rubbed his temples with his hands.
Suddenly.
Something in Cheng Songyue's words made him pause.

She threw off the quilt silently and got out of bed, walking out while talking to Cheng Songyue on the phone: "Mom, I don't have time to eat breakfast at home today, so why don't you send breakfast to the company."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the elevator reaching his floor via the receiver.

When I looked up, I saw a sleeping person standing at the junction of the hall and the entrance.
At this time, the deputy just woke up and lowered his head to rub his eyes.
They were wearing the same clothes: clothes like couple pajamas, the early morning sun was dim, passing through the French windows, and the dust was floating. They stood face to face, smiling at each other.

If there was no Cheng Songyue, Yi Que would appear.
Those words were very heartwarming: time.

"Are you dazzled?" Cheng Songyue said with a stiff expression, incredulous, "How can a single man living alone be like this? Look at the woman in the house, and this woman looks like she can sleep well."

"..."
There was silence all around.

The sleeper turned his head and saw Cheng Songyue standing at the entrance. His heart seemed to tighten suddenly, and sometimes his breathing stopped for a moment.
The hand is silent, the phone is by the ear, the sound in the phone and the sound in the space are highly overlapped, the lip line is straightened, and the phone is hung up.
He strode silently to the sleeping man, put his arm around his shoulder, and whispered, "Be good, come inside first."

The sleepy one glanced at the entrance: Cheng Songyue, hesitated, bit his lip: "Aunt Cheng..."
"It's okay." The hand said silently, "Leave it to me, then go inside and change your clothes, I'll come to the house to look for it later."
He hugged the person's shoulders, exerted a little force with his palms, and almost half pushed and half dragged him to the guest bedroom.

Coming back, Cheng Songyue stood in the same position as before, with two hands, one holding a bag and the other holding a food-preserving box.

This: With a look on his face, as if his soul had left his body, he began to brainwash himself crazily: "Now our company not only makes intelligent bionic hands, but also intelligent bionic people? The robot just now looked like me. Does I know about this? Is this an infringement of my portrait rights?"

His hands paused without making a sound, and he stared at Cheng Songyue. "This is a robot, and it's not dazzled at all."
"That's all for sleep."

"Boom-"
"Boom-"
Twice.

Cheng Songyue was so frightened that her hands became weak, and the two things in her hands fell to the ground one after another.

(End of this chapter)