Chapter 122: The Stewardess's Stockings

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Our world is nothing but a dream of Brahma, who wakes up every 40,000 years. As soon as he awoke, the world was disillusioned, and it was not until Brahma fell asleep again that a new world was conceived.

Sometimes, I feel that I am an inconspicuous speck of dust in my dreams, and all my persistence is a laughing stock.

I have never mustered up the courage to tell Wenxin my true feelings, and to this day, I don't even have the courage to ask for a girl's phone number, in the relationship between the sexes, I am so cowardly and timid, and I am destined to be a failure.

In the evening, I ordered a light meal, and after eating, I began to read the materials of the meeting to prepare for the next day's meeting.

The phone rang, and when I picked it up, it was a text message from an unfamiliar number: "Just give me a string of Arabic numerals, how do I know what your name is." β€œ

My heart trembled, and I knew that it was her, so I hurriedly replied with a very official text message: "Hello, my name is Zeng Xiaoyu, please ask your surname." ”

After a while, she replied to me: "My name is Sandy, I checked your information, you are a writer, I expected you at first sight." ”

"I'm not a writer, I occasionally scribble."

"I'm quite modest, can you send me a copy of your book?"

"I didn't have it on my hand this time, can I do it next time?"

"How do you know we have a next time?"

"Why didn't we have a next time?"

"For the sake of your confidence, let's give you a chance to meet."

She said she was at the Shangri-La Hotel and asked me to come over and have a cup of coffee with her.

I took a taxi and asked for a cup of Americano at the cafΓ© downstairs.

I took a step, and there was a tragic feeling of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man is gone". This time, what will happen, there is no longer energy to think.

I messaged her and told me I was waiting for her at the cafΓ© and started a heart-pounding wait.

The moment I looked up, I suddenly saw a strange figure standing outside the window, looking at me like a lonely ghost, with a familiar face and an obscene smile, just like in the past.

How did he end up here? Yu Yue!

When I looked closer, there was no one there, perhaps because of the nervousness and the reflection of the lights.

She wore a low-cut dress and was sexier than on a plane.

From the moment I saw her, I had an inexplicable courage - I had to do something with her.

Polish poetess WisΕ‚ava? In the poem, Szymborska writes:

Are there some signs and signals present,?

Even if they can't be deciphered yet.?

Maybe three years ago?

Or was it just last Tuesday?

Is there a leaf fluttering in?

Shoulder-to-shoulder??

Something fell and picked it up??

God knows, maybe that?

The ball that disappeared into the bushes of childhood??

On this cool night in Singapore, I felt as if I had the courage to find the "ball in the bush of childhood".

We drank coffee and watched her smile.

She asked me what I was laughing at.

I said happy to look at you, so laugh.

"Am I pretty on the plane, or am I pretty now?"

"You on the plane are like apples on a tall tree, tempting, but repelling thousands of miles away."

"Am I just an apple on the side of the road that I can pick when I jump up?"

"No, you're you, a pretty girl who drinks coffee with me."

"I thought you were going to make a high-end analogy, I heard that there have been many talented people since ancient times, are you romantic?"

"I'm not a talent, so I can't be romantic."

"I like talented people who are not romantic." She laughed like a daisy blooming in the early autumn morning. It was very different from her professional service smile, which made me return to my long-lost homeland in this bustling city.

I finished my coffee, in fact, I had already finished my coffee, just pretending to hold the cup and waiting for her follow-up decision.

She finished drinking, and I plucked up the courage to say, "It's not early, I'll take you back to your room." ”

"Okay."

I came to her room as if I was stepping on a soft cloud, the fragrance of her body lingered all around, and when I accidentally touched her smooth skin when I pressed the elevator, my heart was pounding instantly. I deliberately feigned composure.

Walking into the room, she turned on the TV and said, "Let's watch TV for a while." ”

I "um" and sat quietly on the couch.

The eyes are watching TV, but the mind has no idea what is on TV.

She walked to the window, closed the curtains, dimmed the light, and got herself under the covers.

She took off her skirt under the covers, but lay there quietly without saying a word.

A woman is not taboo to take off her pajamas in front of a man, at least it shows that she is not disgusted with this man.

I don't know what pushed me to her.

She hugged the pillow, her eyes slightly closed, and her red lips pursed gently.

Stroking her smooth shoulders and back, like stroking a beautiful koi in a basin in childhood.

I was even more daring, took off the pillow on her chest, and reached out with both hands to the rich land, which is the fertile soil that has made countless men dream of returning to their hometown, this is the apple of hell, and it is also the elixir of heaven, which makes people feel fulfilled.

Kiss her on the neck, and then like an old farmer turning over the earth, carefully explore every inch of her skin.

I fell into Brahma's spring dream, and I hope Brahma dreams for another 40,000 years and not wake up.

This is my second woman, she is different from Hui, Hui taught me how to climb unreachable peaks, she taught me to stand on the top of the peaks and look beyond the landscape.

Her breath awakened the manic thing hidden in her body, and desire rushed out of her cage like a beast.

Entering a long-coveted realm, the warm air flow envelops the body, like the warm sun on an early spring afternoon, making people feel comfortable and shiver.

It was a sleepless night, and the room was filled with happy songs, the most beautiful sounds in the world, either shaking the earth or soothing and smooth, the sound and dance began and ended at the same time.

In the morning, I put my arm around her and asked, "Do you often meet men who stuff notes on you?" ”

She smiled in her arms and said, "Stupid, you are the first, everyone else asks for my phone number directly." ”

"Do you call each of them?"

"Then do you have to hand a note to the beautiful flight attendant every time?"

"Of course not."

"That's right, you need to know me better."

"Okay, I think so, I'll get to know you better now." I deliberately emphasized the word "in-depth".

She called me a badass, and I clamped her under my body......

She got up and started putting on makeup, and I put my arms around her from behind, and she said she was going to fly to Japan today.

I asked if this counts as an ons.

She just laughed and didn't answer.

After a while, he said, "I'll look for you when I go to Beijing." ”

"Then you can leave a gift for me, and I will return you next time you come to Beijing."

She said okay, then gave me a pair of her stockings, and said mischievously and seriously: "Take it out and play with it when you miss me, promise me, don't ask other girls, otherwise I won't see you." ”

"I promise you that I will only play with your stockings in the future."

She gently bit the tip of my nose and said, "I have one more request, you must agree to me." ”

"You say."

"Can you write down everything that happened between us, you have to write down all the details."

"Why? Do you want to keep a memento? ”

"No, I like to watch it, promise me, okay?"

"Is this a little fetish?"

"Sort of."

In fact, I know in my heart that she is just an episode in life. I'm just a playmate when she's lonely, that's all.

A journey of spirit and flesh, it all began, maybe it ended like this, but I hope it doesn't end so early, she has been imprinted in my sensitive world.

On the day I returned to Beijing, the dark clouds pressed on the city, I looked at the sky, and I had some expectations for her, I don't know where she was flying at this time. I hope she can contact me when she arrives in Beijing and has a stocking that needs to be returned to her.