my old life

Chapter 237 The Inescapable Shackles
According to common sense, I think about it every day and dream at night, but I have never had any wrong thoughts before. Even if I lose consciousness and subconsciously, it is impossible to drag Miss Sixteen to the hotel, right?
Wait, something is wrong!This makes no sense at all!Did I mistake sixteen for seventeen?
"Su Yurong, I regard you as a brother, you shouldn't lie to me, right?" I asked tentatively, and the phone fell silent immediately.

I also know that this sentence is not appropriate, but I really can't accept this fact. I have never thought of anything wrong before, so how could I do such a ridiculous thing?
"You are different from others. Under the calm appearance, you really hide a crazy heart."

At this moment, I heard movement outside, and I was helpless. The phone should be Sixteenth Sister, but how should I face her?

After hanging up the phone, I stood in the bathroom at a loss. I didn't even dare to take this step to face her, let alone how to explain it.

For a moment, I thought about all the possibilities and all the worst outcomes in my mind, but I didn't think of how to explain it. I don't even remember what happened...

"Sanming, are you still there?" When I heard her call my name, my whole body trembled, but hiding was not an option.

As the saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. It is a knife anyway. If you simply confess your mistake, whether you can be forgiven or not depends on God's will.

"I, I'm here." I faltered and said something, seeing her sitting on the bed with her hair scattered on the side, her face a little haggard, I felt indescribably complicated.

The atmosphere was very embarrassing, I lowered my head and didn't dare to look into her eyes but saw her white feet, my face couldn't help being hot, what kind of bastard am I?

I'm ready to withstand all the storms, and I'm ready to pay all the price. No matter what, I'm guilty, even if it kills me, I will admit it, because I know how much a girl's reputation and innocence are. How important.

"Sanming, what's the matter with you? Come and sit down."

Unexpectedly, she gave me a smile, patted her side and motioned me to sit over, I swallowed secretly and walked over, all the explanations were stuck in my throat and I couldn't say a word.

At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and I didn't know what words to use to describe my heart, as if there was an invisible big hand strangling my throat, making me suffocate!

It would be great if time could be turned back, and it would be great if there was regret medicine in the world, but now it is a done deal, and my brain is blank, and I am only ready to accept all consequences.

"Sanming..."

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it..." I couldn't continue speaking halfway through the sentence. Apologizing at this time is not only useless, it will only make her sad.

She lightly fiddled with the long hair beside her ears and said, "Needless to say I'm sorry, you forgot that I said you don't need to feel indebted to me."

But when I heard this, I felt even more guilty. After being drunk, I ruined a person's innocence. Now facing her tolerance, I look more and more like a scum, oh no, I am a scum!
I know exactly what kind of family I am from. I am a scumbag in front of others. I am afraid that I can't even reach the steps of their doorsteps. How can I talk about something happening with a wealthy lady...

The inferiority complex in her heart has always been there and has never disappeared. Although Sister Sixteen has never shown off anything, nor has she shown the difference in level, this inferiority complex comes from her heart and bones.

She slowly took out a pack of facial tissues from her body, gently pulled out one and handed it over. I was stunned for a while, not understanding what she meant.

"Boys are always so careless. Remember that a boy's appearance will determine his life. The first thing in the morning is to wash his face and brush his teeth."

Without waiting for me to say anything, she gently wiped the corners of my eyes. In an instant, my heart felt warm, as if I had returned to the small alley. She also wiped my face carefully, but my heart was so complicated. taste.

I am so sorry for her, but instead of complaining, she treats me so tenderly. I don't know what words to use to describe it, but I feel my heart is being melted.

With my eyes closed, I can hear my violent heartbeat and feel her deadly tenderness, but I can't be melted by her, because I know that I will never be worthy...

"Alright, remember to wash the stinky socks by yourself in the future, otherwise you'll be overwhelmed." Sister Sixteen deliberately made an unbearable expression, and I couldn't help but blush.

I learned from my second uncle that I don’t like washing socks. He always has a lot of new white socks throughout the year, and he only wears each pair of socks once and never washes them, because he said that touching unclean things will affect luck and luck.

"Did you hear?"

"Oh, I heard..."

"If you are careless, you will never find a wife." Sister Sixteen teased me, and I scratched my head in embarrassment.

I feel that the whole atmosphere has eased up a lot, and the feeling of suffocation in my chest has also subconsciously disappeared, but the sense of guilt in my heart cannot disappear no matter what.

What makes me feel even more guilty is that I am still thinking about Seventeen and everything that happened yesterday. I don't know how to face it, and I don't know what the outcome will be. What hangs in my heart always makes people feel uncertain.

Sixteenth sister put on her socks and canvas shoes. I lowered my head and didn't know what to say. There was no storm like I imagined, but her tolerance made me feel more guilty and self-blame, and felt that I was a bastard.

"I know you were unhappy yesterday, but there are some things that people can't change, aren't they?"

I understood what she meant, and I also understood that she was talking about Seventeen. I don't know why I felt particularly uncomfortable, and I felt like I was going to explode under the complicated emotions.

Seeing that she was about to go out, I wanted to say something but couldn't say a word. I had nothing but guilt in my heart, but her last look was so sad!

"Actually, you've always known my thoughts...Maybe you're really different from others."

I don't understand what Miss Sixteen means by this sentence, why does she say this, does she not care about what happened last night at all?

But why did I see the look of loneliness in her eyes? Although she was pretending to be relaxed just now, I could see her sadness. I really don't know how to face this matter, but sixteen My sister gave me an unexpected result.

Especially that look in the end, it contains too much affection, I never dreamed that I would come to this point with her, I am afraid that I owe her more than my whole life...

Sitting on the bed stupidly smoking a cigarette, I don't know what will happen next, my whole mind is blank, I don't have any thoughts, I really regret it.

Wait, are all the love words I murmured last night true?

I understand why Sixteenth Sister left so calmly, and I also understand why her eyes are so sad before leaving, because she knows those words I said to Seventeen...

Standing alone at the window smoking quietly, I don't know how long it took to watch the busy traffic outside the window, and I don't know how long I thought about it in my mind, but I still haven't figured out how to face him in the future.

Originally, I had already strengthened my inner beliefs and found a way to deal with the relationship, but everything became different because of an absurdity after being drunk.

I don't know how much harm I have caused Miss Sixteen, and I don't know what kind of pain she will endure, but every girl's first time is so precious, but I possess it, so I can't bear it ?

I try not to recall everything that happened last night, but the less I think about everything, the clearer it becomes, just like the memory fragments after sobering up, the warmth, tenderness, everything is like a catalyst .

I even thought of the passages of love words that contained affection, the tenderness that was like water, and the vows we made. Everything seemed like an invisible shackle wrapped around my heart, making it impossible for me to break free.

It's not easy to forget everything you've done, it's not easy to forget a woman, I vaguely understand why my second uncle hasn't gotten married all these years, because sometimes the friendship in my heart can't be repaid in a lifetime...

Standing at the window and watching Miss Sixteen leaving the hotel, I felt that I was overwhelmed by her gentleness. When she walked out of the hotel and looked back, my heart seemed to be melted.

Her tenderness, her cold arrogance, everything about her is like silent soft water, gently flowing into my heart...

(End of this chapter)