I'm not in the know, but I know the process. I know the focus is on the bottom and the top part is less important.

But I don't understand the science of emotion. I held his hand like this, just not wanting him to discover my wounds, not wanting him to see something so imperfect.

But for men, I'm refusing to do so. Wang Zhaoyang didn't move, looking up at me, there was still a trace of unspeakable haste in his snort.

I'm in a hurry, I'm still shy, so I don't dare to look him in the eye. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of him as he seemed to smile coldly and slowly moved away from me.

Pulling down his shirt that I had pushed up, and without saying a word, he turned and walked away, and the door was closed very hard, and the sound seemed to echo in my ears for a long time.

I was still lying on the bed, still maintaining the shape of my clothes being pushed up by him, hanging my empty belly, stupid.

As if something had happened, and as if nothing had happened. I regret pulling away his hand, but I don't regret confessing, I have said what I want to say, and there is a kind of joy after an explosion in my heart.

Thinking back to the scene just now, when I kissed, he gently sucked my earlobe, leaving a cold and obscene touch on the part from the earlobe to the middle of my neck. I once learned from Xie Tingting's way of dealing with her godbrother, holding his neck and sucking wildly.

I raised one hand, like just like the back of my own hand, sucked for a long time and sucked out a red mark, my skin is rough and thick, and the effect is not great. However, Wang Zhaoyang is so white, with fine skin and tender meat, I don't know if there are any achievements left.

He was in such a hurry that I forgot to look.

Lying down, I was reluctant to move this crime scene, just lying like this, as if the afterglow just now was still there, as if the smell of his body was still lingering on the tip of my nose.

I blame myself for not cherishing enough to record those feelings with the fullest range of senses.

But when you think about it, it's ridiculous, what about recording it, some people are not by their side or they are not by their side, and when they can't see it, what is the difference between him and death.

A tear crossed the corner of my eye, I pursed my mouth and smiled silently, I don't like anyone, it's not a big deal.

I finally sat up and opened it to see the letter with my name written on it. This school is in the city, I've heard of it, but haven't been to it because it's in the suburbs.

Art school, major in folk dance.

How can I dance, doesn't this pit me, I really went to this school, this old bones, no artistic accomplishment, not despised by my classmates.

The day passed like this, and when Wu Yuqing came back, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. Wang Zhaoyang said that he would go to talk to Wu Yuqing, and I don't know if he would talk about it after today's oolong.

The next day, when I was about to go to work, Wu Yuqing opened her eyes in bed and said, "You have to go to school next week." ”

I turned my eyes to look at her, since she knew, it means that Wang Zhaoyang went to look for her, it is likely that he left from here yesterday and turned around to find Wu Yuqing.

I didn't speak, Wu Yuqing said, "I don't care about you." ”

"What about tuition?" I was just curious.

Wu Yuqing snorted, "I was afraid of delaying your school, so the two of them came up to me." After saying that, he turned his head and went to sleep.

I'm still a little confused, I know that the tuition fee of an art school is higher than that of an ordinary university, and she won't let me go to an ordinary school, so how can I pay so much money at once.

"What did Mr. Wang tell you?" I asked.

Wu Yuqing didn't turn around, "Why are you talking so much nonsense, Lao Tzu wants to sleep!"

I still had to go to the Internet café to work first, and I went out in a daze and walked under the sun for a long time. In fact, I often soak in Internet cafes, and I sleep in Internet cafes if I don't come back to sleep for a few days, and an important reason is that I don't want to come out to tan, and I get a tan so ugly.

The sun was still poisonous, and it was as if it had gone dark for a few steps.

After passing through the singing room where Wu Yuqing went to work, did Wang Zhaoyang come here to find her? Like a guest who usually looks for a young lady, he ordered Wu Yuqing's stage, and then talked to her about my schooling?

I can't imagine it.

I thought about it a lot, but I didn't seem to think about anything. Since I have learned, why don't I go up, except for the oolong with Wang Zhaoyang yesterday, my heart is simply swept away from the haze, so bright, I can't wait to jump up on the road.

When I entered the cashier and the boss came to count the accounts, I was still embarrassed to tell me about my resignation, and I said that I was going to start school.

The boss said, "Didn't you say that you would work for at least half a year?"

I said, "My family let me go to school, brother, I'm so embarrassed......"

The boss can't delay people from going to school, and said that when the next cashier is recruited, I can leave.

So until the start of school, I still soaked in the Internet café every day. I checked some information about art schools on the Internet, but at that time, many schools did not have a proper website homepage, and they didn't find too many things.

In addition to anticipation, you have to be a little timid.

I want to go to school, but I'm afraid to go to school. I know that I am different from many people, mainly because my family conditions are not good, and those who go to art schools feel like they are all children of rich families.

In the last few days, my black money became more and more black, trying to get myself more living expenses.

After the day shift, I still surf the Internet in the Internet café. Wang Zhaoyang has been online twice, but he doesn't talk to me, and I don't have the courage to find him.

On the night when I was about to settle my salary, I saw Wang Zhaoyang's portrait again, looked at his personal information, and his signature read, "When the ten fingers are clasped tightly, I am sorry Mu Mu." ”

The reason why he is called Zhaozhao Mumu is because Fang Keru's nickname is Mu Mu, when we had dinner together that day, I heard Wang Zhaoyang call her that, and only later did I realize that this was the case.

I pondered this signature repeatedly, does it mean that he and Fang Keru broke up?

Oh, I'm excited.

I clicked on the chat window, worded it for a long time, and finally sent four words, "Come to Bubble Hall?"

After a while, he replied, "I'm not in the mood." ”

What I'm most afraid of is that he ignores me, and if he ignores me, I feel much more comfortable. But I want to bubble with him, it's a small world that only belongs to the two of us.

I asked, "What's wrong?"

He didn't reply, and after a while, the avatar went dark.

What I'm most afraid of is whether I will be blocked by him.

I wanted to say a lot and wanted to ask him if he had broken up or if he had a relationship problem. When you like someone, as long as he can take care of himself, even if it is to help him solve the emotional problems that make him feel heartache when he listens, even if he grits his teeth and persuades him, if he makes his girlfriend unhappy, he should coax him, and then pretend to be generous.

I've done this kind of thing.

I also want to send him a long confession and try to get a little more relationship with him.

I thought about too many things, but I didn't do anything in the end. I knew it wasn't possible, it didn't make sense. There is an eight-year difference between us, separated by a teacher-student relationship, separated by a certain social status, and even separated by marriage.

I also know that twenty-six-year-old Wang Zhaoyang may get married soon.

Before checking out and getting off the plane, I took one last look at his information and his avatar, and finally read the two sentences we said, and I was reluctant to add more.

The boss didn't pay me all my salary, or for that reason, the time was not full. In the end, I got more than 300 fast, and it was okay, and it was enough to mix up in school for a long time.

Wu Yuqing had to go to the school with me to register, this school is not formal, and the first batch of tuition fees have to be paid at the window. Wu Yuqing was dressed very neatly that day.

I didn't buy new clothes to go to school, and Wang Zhaoyang's girlfriend's clothes still came in handy in the end, they were all good clothes. Although I was unwilling when I wore it, people have to learn to endure these unwillingness under certain circumstances.

Then when I paid the tuition, I got into a fight with Wu Yuqing.

The reason is that it is a broken plastic bag, because I took a lot of luggage, and there is no special suitcase, there is a paper bag that may be broken, I don't know. Wu Yuqing wants to put a big plastic bag on the outside of the paper bag, I think how ugly it is, and say that it would be good if you crumpled the plastic bag into a ball and put it in the paper bag.

Wu Yuqing was annoyed with me, it should be that there were too many people in line, and she was tired of waiting.

Then he started scolding me, calling me a white-eyed wolf, saying that I didn't know anything to do, and I didn't hear all the scolding. From the time I paid the tuition to the time I sent her to the door to get on the bus, I was scolding and scolding all the way, and there were still people on the road.

I really don't want to talk back.

Wu Yuqing finally said, "You just don't have anyone to teach, your parents didn't teach well, and the teacher didn't teach well!"

I was suddenly angry, I have no one to teach, have you taught me, my parents are dead, okay, my teacher...... The most excessive thing is to say this sentence to my teacher.

I secretly clenched my fist, and I said, "If this were someone else, I would have done it with him." ”

Wu Yuqing glared, threw away the things he was carrying and rushed over, "You still want to beat Lao Tzu, you fight, you fight." And her claws scratched up.

I won't do anything with her, I have a conscience, she let me go to school, how can I beat her.

Wu Yuqing scratched my neck out of several bloody paths, right at the gate of the school, and there were onlookers, not to mention how faceless it was. At this time, a young man stood up and took Wu Yuqing's arm to separate us.

Didn't say anything.

I only glanced at the young man, and felt shameless, so I twisted my head to the side. Wu Yuqing glared indignantly, the bus came, she picked up the things that belonged to her on the ground and got on the bus and left.

Watching the bus turn and leave, the guy who pulled the rack was still standing behind me, I just remember him wearing white.

raised his head and supported his eyelids, now it's okay, I have also learned, Wu Yuqing is also gone, Wang Zhaoyang doesn't care about me anymore, what else do I have to worry about.

Pulling my lips and laughing, I turned around and glanced at the young man, embarrassed to say thank you.