Before the spark was extinguished, Zhou Jiyou noticed it.

The balcony is not lit, but because the street lights downstairs are on, and the windows between the surrounding floors are also on, so that there is still a trace of visible light on the balcony.

Unfortunately, the light was too faint for her to see his face.

Such a scene is like going back to a year ago, the night he just came back from Wenchuan, he was also standing on the balcony smoking, and he also invisibly exuded a silent aura, as if he was digesting something.

The thin silhouette retreated from the sliding door, and the light she blocked out once again came through the doorway, landing on the floor and a small area of the window.

Shen Feibai walked back to the living room.

She sat on the sofa, took off her shoes, stepped on the edge of the sofa with her feet, hugged her knees with her hands, and the whole person was very quiet, her head was slightly lowered, like a wood carving.

"Let's talk" and her current attitude, Shen Feibai's heart couldn't be brighter, Shen Ke must have said something. As for what words were not enough to send him to hell, his mind was blank and he didn't know anything.

He couldn't even organize words to explain at once, and three months of deception had left him completely passive.

He sat down next to her, his upper body bowed slightly, his elbows resting on his thighs, and his palms pressed against his lips and nose.

Above the coffee table were two mugs of the same color and shape, only with different patterns, which she had just bought from the Internet two days ago, and on them were printed with two small cartoon patterns, one was a white bird, and the other was a bundle of tender green branches.

His gaze was fixed there for a long time, but in fact he was not looking at the cup at all, the focus was empty, he was looking forward to it, and he was anxious.

It's as if it's back to when I didn't catch up with her, foggy and uncertain. Life and death are all controlled by her.

The silent factor flowing in the air wantonly tugged at his heart, and for a long time, Zhou Jiyou spoke, but he asked him: "Where did the smoke come from?" ”

She remembered that she hadn't seen him smoke since last year.

He didn't move, paused, and whispered back, "Bought it." ”

As the palms are closed and cover the lips, the words are even more muffled and humming.

"Nonsense, it's not bought, it's stolen." Her tone immediately became very bad, and she couldn't help herself.

Who is this ambiguous answer used to perfunctory?

"How much more do you want to fool me?" She turned her head to stare at him, "You are honest yourself, don't wait for me to ask one by one, I'm not used to your stinky problem." ”

She is very fierce, but behind the viciousness, it is not difficult to hear her attitude, she wants to hear him say, listen to him explain the things he is hiding one by one.

Shen Feibai's breathing gradually stabilized, he began to organize his thoughts, his hands were lowered from his lips, his elbows fell to his knees, his fingers were clasped, he bowed and turned his head to look at her, his pupils and the short hair on his forehead were dark and bright: "I didn't mean to hide it from you." ”

"You explain it clearly, whether you want it or not, I will judge it myself."

Looking at each other, she was more objective and calm than he thought. He curled his lips slightly, "Hmm." ”

Zhou Jiyou was shaken by his shallow and warm smile, pursed his lips, and looked away.

Shen Feibai flipped through his memories and started with Aunt Lin's phone call.

He didn't go into great detail, he only summed up everything in one or two sentences, and he chose to skip many trivial things, including the struggles during the period.

The lighter was on the coffee table and the cigarette was in the pocket. After speaking, he subconsciously wanted to touch it out and take another one to ignite, but this thought only came to mind for a moment, and the ten fingers he held were not opened, still maintaining his posture and not moving.

His logic was clear, and she understood. But she was really hot: "If it weren't for Jing Qiao telling me that you hadn't been a reporter for several issues, wouldn't you be going to tell me?" ”

"Yes." He was honest. He really didn't expect her to find out so quickly, and ask.

"Okay, you Shen Feibai." He lied to her that she went to participate in the public welfare activities organized by Taiwan every weekend, "I said, how can you have so many public welfare activities in Taiwan." ”

"Yes." He looked at her, "It's just that I don't have time." ”

Zhou Jiyou took a deep breath and sank his face: "Is this the point?" ”

She played her cards a little out of common sense, and he looked at her, unable to figure out her attitude.

He got up, half-kneeling on the plush carpet at her feet, his fingertips digging into the palm of her knee-hugging hand. Her hands were cold, and he held them lightly in his palms.

"Do you blame me?" Her chin rested on her knees, and he looked deep into her eyes.

"What do you say?" She was expressionless.

His lips squirmed, and he wanted to talk about the reason why he would compromise, but his mind turned, and the result was here, and no matter how much he said, it was a quibble. He lowered his eyes slightly: "I blame me too." ”

Zhou Jiyou was sitting on the sofa, he was half-kneeling under the sofa, she suddenly wanted to raise her leg and kick him, in fact, she did so.

She stomped on his chest, but not with great force, she just couldn't get angry.

He didn't hide.

"You think about others, who thinks about you?" She was really angry, kicked one and then kicked a second one.

He still didn't hide, but before her foot touched him, he grabbed her.

She pulled back, but he pressed the soles of her feet against his chest, his eyes bright and direct: "You just think of me like this? ”

"What do you want me to think of you?" She glared at him, her ankles twisting, "Let go." ”

Shen Feibai had never felt so satisfied. Really, never.

All his worries are superfluous, she says that she will judge for herself, just like she occasionally says "I have eyes, I will see for myself", she really can see, very attentively, looking at others, and looking at him.

"Xiao You......" His deep eyes were full of what he wanted to say.

Zhou Jiyou was glued by his deep gaze, and his heart trembled.

He didn't let go of him, she hugged her arms, leaned back on the back of the sofa, and said in a deep voice: "Don't look at me like that, I sue you, this matter is not over." ”

She couldn't forget how she felt when she first heard about it, like being poured into her heart by a bucket of cold water that was placed outside in winter, and her heart froze all of a sudden, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

How much effort did it take for her to steal out the household registration book and quietly go to the public security bureau to apply for a permit to relocate, and how much humiliation she experienced by tearing her face with Old Man Shen and her mother, why ......

Why did she have a relationship with the Shen family again......

She thought she was going to want to kill him, but she was just sad.

If just because he began to obey Old Man Shen, it was concluded that they were not all the way, on what basis?

He is different from Shen Ke, she knows.

Shen Ke looked down on him and sarcastically mocked him, she didn't know the inside story, she couldn't defend it strictly, and the anxious powerlessness made her eyes moist for a moment.

She blames him, of course she blames him, why should he be belittled behind his back.

Her eyes were hot, and they were hot, and she couldn't even tell whether she was upset for herself or for him.

She didn't overdo it, and tried to force the water back.

The ankle was suddenly released, and the figure in front of him slowly approached out of the corner of his eye, his face was straightened by him, and his quiet eyes looked at her closely.

He didn't say a word, just stared into her eyes.

She stared, stared and stared, and even she could feel the heat rising to herself.

"I want to be a selfish person, you know?" A teardrop rolled down, holding his arm, "Why can't you be selfish......"

More and more tears flowed.

She was asking him, and she was asking herself: why not be selfish and break off with him......

There is an answer in her heart that keeps shouting: she only needs him, as long as he is enough, as long as he can endure everything......

Shen Feibai watched her cry, and was still thinking about whether she had ever cried for anyone besides crying for Shen Ke, but now, there is no need to worry about anything, she cried for him This time, he really wanted to give her his life.

He lowered his head and kissed her, took her lips in his mouth, nibbled, sucked, and tasted her tears.

He held her tightly in his arms.

"Shen Fei White ......"

"I'm here."

"You've got to treat me well."

He was silent.

She was lifted into his lap by him, sitting on her legs crossed, her knees folded.

Between the entanglement of lips and teeth, she had to retreat, her cheeks were sticky and wet, and her eyes were ruddy, but she still did not hide her arrogance: "Did you hear it, you must treat me well, you can't hide anything from me anymore, you can't do anything." ”

Shen Feibai looked at her, wiped his fingertips on her face, and when he kissed her again, he let out a voice from his heart: "Hmm." ”

I didn't go back to the room, just in the living room, two bodies intertwined with heat like vines.

The buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned one by one, and the hot lips followed the bare skin.

The bores were pushed up, rubbed, licked, and bitten.

Her thin white neck leaned back and went deeper into his mouth.

All the restraints on his body fell to the ground one by one, and he was afraid that she would be cold, so he hugged her and prepared to get up and go back to the bedroom.

Rubbing against each other, poking her so visibly that the only panties she was wearing were already wet from the inside out.

She softened into a puddle of mud in his arms and hugged him tightly, "Don't move, it's ...... here"

He didn't listen to her, and stood up holding her hips.

If it weren't for the fact that there is a layer of fabric underneath, it would really be able to sink in. But even if these two layers of fabric are stored, this posture still goes straight to the concave.

Every step is torture.

"It's here, what are you going ......to do?"

"Nope." His face was hot, and his body was hot, like a burning stove.

"Why not, are you old-fashioned?" The uncontrollable feeling welled up, and she shrunk her toes and bit his lip in frustration.

He accepted, sucked her in turn, and explained in a muffled voice: "There is no condom in the living room." ”

She suddenly wanted to laugh, put her lips to him, and said, "Don't you have the ability to hide, why don't you hide a ...... everywhere in the house?"

Holding her hand and pressing it up, she snorted, hugged him tightly, and thumped him the back.

From the sofa in the living room to the bedroom, about a dozen steps, I saw that I had entered the door, and suddenly, the bell rang.

It's not a cell phone bell, it's a doorbell.

The footsteps paused again, and the two staggered slightly, looking at each other, neither of them speaking.

The ringing continues.

"Whatever it is." Zhou Jiyou said, "No one will come to me at night. ”

"Could it be him?"

He didn't say who "he" was, but she knew that he was referring to Shen Ke.

She opened her lips and was about to respond, when the phone rang, in the living room, it was hers.

A string in the brain tensed, and the doorbell and cell phone bell were going on at the same time.

The two looked at each other, Zhou Jiyou pursed his lips, jumped out of his arms, returned to the living room, and picked up the flickering phone above the coffee table to connect.

"What the hell do you want to do?" A low roar.

“…… Xiaoyou, I'm your Uncle Lei. Ryan's voice rang out after some hesitation.

Zhou Jiyou was startled and eased his breathing: "I'm sorry Uncle Lei, I just forgot to look at the caller ID, thinking that it was selling insurance again." ”

Lei An smiled suddenly: "No wonder, I still wonder that I didn't mess with you, the eldest princess." ”

Zhou Jiyou also smiled.

The doorbell had already stopped, and Shen Feibai was standing by the bedroom door.

Ryan changed his words: "Where are you?" ”

"At home." Her mind was a little confused, and she answered without much thought.

"Are you at home? Why didn't you open the door for me just now at home. ”

Zhou Jiyou's face turned slightly pale.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and in the earpiece, Ryan said, "Fortunately, I haven't entered the elevator yet, come out and open the door for me." ”