Ah B has never understood how Chen Yiyao and I had such a good relationship at the beginning, how could we be separated.

It's like he hasn't been able to figure out why Xia Yun and I are suddenly together.

There was no warning.

It was one night after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I was reading a book in my rental house.

The air was a little hot, and Xia Yun called and cried on the phone.

By the time I arrived at the bar, she was already drunk.

There was a bottle of foreign wine in front of her, and a bottle of Erguotou.

I asked her, "Want to get yourself drunk?" ”

She giggled and her eyes were drunk: "Yes, drink this, have a sweet dream, and forget everything." Her eyes darkened suddenly, and I grabbed her hand and let go of it again.

"Drink, I'll accompany you." I say.

"Then you drink with me." She flipped an upside-down cup on the table and filled it up.

It wasn't drinking, it was trying to get ourselves drunk, and we took two glasses, one of us poured a glass, touched the glasses and started drinking. She had just drunk a few of them when she choked and coughed. I looked at her with the cup, I went to get her cup, and she wouldn't let me. I ignored her and snatched the cup.

She was a little annoyed: "What are you doing." ”

I looked at her, "I'll drink." ”

I picked up the cup and drank it all at once, the wine was hot in the body, and I obviously felt that my face was red all of a sudden, I picked up her cup and drank it, she sat opposite me and looked at me silently, her face was flushed, I poured the third cup of Erguotou, picked it up and wanted to pour it, she grabbed my hand.

Her: "Don't drink it." ”

I watched as her eyes began to turn red.

Me: "Don't cry, it's your birthday." ”

Her: "How do you know?" ”

She burst into tears.

I ignored her and continued to drink. I don't know if it was because I drank too quickly or what, but my own eyes were a little blurry and my nose was a little sore. I put down the cup and walked over to the other side and hugged her tightly, and she started crying.

"Lu Yanchen!" She cried and called my name, "Only you remember my birthday......"

I didn't let go of her, I just patted her on the back, my vision was a little blurry, I thought I was drunk.

"You wait for me." After she got better, I said.

"Where are you going?" She asked me as she wiped away her tears.

"I'll be back in a moment." I say.

When I got back to the table, I had a box of ice cream in my hand with a match stuck in it.

"Happy birthday, Xia Yun." I took out my lighter and lit the match at once, "Happy birthday to you." "The match only burned long enough for me to sing the last line of my birthday song.

She burst out laughing.

"Don't laugh, make a wish, the match is about to go out."

She hurriedly made a wish, and at the last moment when the match was about to go out, she blew it out.

"Thank you, Lu Yanchen."

"No thanks."

That night, lying in bed, we fell asleep under the moonlight.

She drank a lot of wine, and she didn't know if she was drunk or not. But I should have been a little drunk. She didn't go back to the dormitory, but went back to the rental house with me. Ah B didn't know where to fool around with the little sheep, and he didn't come back all night.

After that night's masquerade, our relationship grew by leaps and bounds, but neither mentioned the kiss that night, nor did we confirm the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend. It seems that wearing a mask is the only way to release the true self.

And tonight, maybe everything will be different.

We were lying in bed, dressed.

She was visibly nervous, her hands flustered and she didn't know where to put them, like a schoolboy, her hands flat on her laps. I was also a little nervous, I gently brushed the hair from her ear with my hand, and looked at her face, her appearance was shy and pitiful.

I reached out to shake her hand, her hand was cold, I slowly touched her hand, our faces were close together, her eyes kept avoiding me.

She looked flustered, but suddenly she had the courage to raise her head, look me in the eyes, look at my face carefully, and I thought maybe she could really see me now.

My lips slowly approached hers and kissed her gently. I was very careful when I kissed her, as if I was picking a flower that had not yet bloomed.

We must have kissed for a long time, and I could feel her nervous, and so did I. She was the second girl I'd ever kissed, but her reaction seemed more rusty and nervous.

"It's weird." When our lips parted, in the darkness, she murmured.

"What's weird?" I asked her and couldn't help but kiss her on the lips again.

"It's ...... feeling," she gasped as they parted again, "it's weird." I've never experienced that you were the first to kiss me. ”

What she said was a bit unexpected to me. I always thought she had several boyfriends before, after all, she was one of the top ten school girls in the school.

"I think it's a little weird, too." I say.

"What do you think is strange?" She asked me.

"I'm weird...... Why do I want to kiss you so much? "I went up again.

We kissed for a long time, and the process was not intense, but rather a feeling of slowly exploring each other, as if both of us were looking for the best fit for each other.

Later, she kept some distance from me on her side, didn't say anything, just looked at me silently.

I turned to the side and looked at her too, her gaze softened. There was no light in the room, and a ray of moonlight peeked through the gap in the curtains, swaying freely on us and on her face.

"Want to see it?" She asked in a low voice.

"What?" I was stunned for a moment, then realized what she meant.

"You're not trying to paint my body?"