Now, the last moment, yesterday, last week, or beyond...... Everything that happens is like a metaphor, and the dialogue with everyone hints at predicting an earth-shattering turn between them.

After saying goodbye to the happy family in the elevator, Zhang Kun and Shi Jiaojiao glanced at each other invariably. "What do you see me doing?" Zhang Kun asked with a smile, Shi Jiaojiao turned to the floor button in a pretentious gesture, and replied angrily: "How do you know I'm looking at you if you don't look at me." "Blushing." The man laughed out loud, not intending to let her go, and said, "Are you thinking that our children are not cute?" Shi Jiaojiao subconsciously touched her ears and didn't speak.

The moment the elevator door opened, Shi Jiaojiao took the lead in rushing out. I hadn't been here for a long time, and the heavy black door in front of me looked stranger and more serious. Zhang Kun pasted the induction key and pressed the password, and after a clear "click" sound, the two walked into the entrance one after another. "Like a fool, what about the key I gave you last time?" Zhang Kun put on his slippers and took out a pair of women's shoes and asked. Shi Jiaojiao took the ivory slippers and said, "At home, I'm afraid of losing them." ”

The large, minimalistly decorated house is filled with a very incongruous smell of food. Shi Jiaojiao put her bag on the shoe cabinet and walked to the long table curiously following the smell. "Ah, crispy eel tubes, spiced snails, fish ball soup! These are my mother's specialties and the signature of my store! Shi Jiaojiao turned to look at the man in surprise and joy and asked, "What's going on?" Zhang Kun walked up with a smile, naturally wrapped his arms around Shi Jiaojiao's waist, and said, "It seems that you like it very much." ”

"No, what's going on...... Shi Jiaojiao didn't care about being shy, and of course she didn't care about responding to the man's intimacy, she put her hand on his chest, leaned back and asked. As if he had endured it for too long, the man didn't speak, and a big hand held the back of her head, and he just wanted to kiss it. And this kind of warmth seems to have flowed between the two of them as early as possible, and the woman was also mentally prepared, and their lips naturally stuck together after two or three attempts. The room was so quiet that you could hear the aroma of the food.

For the first time, Shi Jiaojiao's hand no longer curled up around her body in a restrained manner, but unconsciously grabbed the man's placket.

The source of the matter can only be buried deep in the heart, and perhaps all the pain and struggle stem from one's own paranoia and unfirmness. It's just that she loves the impossible person and came to him in search of a dose of comfort, a fact that can never be avoided. For a long time, she behaved self-contained, cold, and pretentious, and this high-minded man, who was definitely not called generous and tolerant, lowered his posture and gave her enough patience and soft care.

He was like he was hungry, his lips and tongue were encroaching on him, and every breath he took told the person in his arms how much he longed. He wanted to eat me whole! The woman thought in a daze. "Ah...... Follow me. Zhang Kun's hot and humid snort sprayed on her face and itched, Shi Jiaojiao didn't speak, her consciousness seemed to be blurred, and her body seemed to float in the air, as soft as if there were no bones.

The light suddenly disappeared after a subtle "click" sound, and Shi Jiaojiao kept her eyes closed, but she could still feel it. In the dark, the senses of the human body become more acute. She was gently placed on the mattress with a crisp smell, and the slight sagging of the pillow and the momentary coolness of the cloth touching her skin were so obvious. "Uh-huh......" she squirmed as she seemed disgruntled, and the kiss became softer and more lingering.

"Jiaojiao......" the man cried out sullenly, "Hmm......" the woman answered vaguely. The man gently stroked her slightly quivering eyelids, slid across her cheeks, held her slender neck, and ...... down The woman's body is like the undulating hills in winter, the man is like a round of sun, and his kisses and touches are like the sunshine in spring. "Woo ......" has not been stimulated by the high level of mental excitement, which makes the woman let out a short sigh.

The man's huge body was like a sinking sky, quietly covering it. "Give it to me......" The man buried his face deep in the woman's hot neck, breathing heavily. He understood that Shi Jiaojiao would be so emotional because there were too many emotions pent up between them, but the man was a little unsure. Unexpectedly, Shi Jiaojiao said one word extremely clearly, "Okay." Zhang Kun bit her earlobe and asked again, "Is it good?" Rather than answering, she was declaring, plainly speaking, "Okay." "Good ......" The man complied soothingly, like a leopard dormant in the dark.

There was a dead silence after the storm, and the deepest night hid a mess.

There was still no light in the room, but the curtains somehow leaked a crack, revealing a bluish cold light. At the end of that glimmer of light was a woman curled up at the head of the bed, covered with a thin silky futon, only the nose above was exposed. His eyes stared vacantly at the still gray in front of him, and the light in the corners of his eyes mixed with the color of the outside sky, cold and slightly blue.

After a long time, Shi Jiaojiao blinked her sour eyes, leaned on her back blankly, and rested the back of her head against the head of the bed. I'm so strongly needed, no one has ever needed me so strongly, and if he wants to eat me, then eat......" I thought so. Shi Jiaojiao held her breath, she wanted to control herself, but when the oxygen ran out, instinct made her loosen her nose...... "Why ......" She gulped for air and kept asking herself.

She didn't understand why Tang Jianyu's face suddenly appeared in front of her at the moment when she was determined to accept a man. His eyes were fixed on a certain moment, as if there were many words that were about to be spoken, and that delicate look was like a thunderbolt, splitting the chaotic space in her brain, making his face appear so three-dimensionally.

At that moment, she screamed, and with all her strength, without thinking, she pushed away the innocent man who was still holding her.

Shi Jiaojiao tried to prevent herself from breathing for the second and third time, no matter how hard she tried, she always let go at a critical point, and then ended up panting, unable to give up the instinct to breathe. Sometimes it's like that, the will tells you you you have to do it, and the body just can't do it. Instinct is more stubborn than anything and more honest than anything else.

The world in front of her suddenly lit up, and the room that carried this mess was presented in front of Shi Jiaojiao's eyes at a glance: everything was gray, beds, cups, curtains, and isolated lamps. Shi Jiaojiao shrunk in the quilt and saw Zhang Kun standing at the door in loose clothes, with her hands still on the switch. The eyes of the two met at a swirling fold on the bed, and Shi Jiaojiao quickly avoided it as if she had been electrocuted, although this situation may have been more embarrassing for Zhang Kun.

"I'm sorry. I ......" Shi Jiaojiao's voice was blocked by the quilt, and she was muffled with a crying voice, but she finally opened her mouth first. Zhang Kun immediately raised a hand, "Get up and eat." "I was originally ......" Shi Jiaojiao knew that she was too much, she stretched her neck and wanted to appeal, but found that she couldn't confess, so she had to snort: "I'm real, ready......" Zhang Kun leaned against the door frame, tilted his head to look at the woman's unkempt head, and the panicked expression on her face.

"I don't know...... I'm sorry......" Shi Jiaojiao bent her legs, put her forehead against her knees, tears followed the warp and weft woven by the quilt, leaking irregular dark spots, slowly expanding, "There is no way to ......" Shi Jiaojiao's posture was like a prisoner who confessed her guilt, hateful and a little pitiful, she hugged herself and muttered to herself, "No...... Like, there's no way not to breathe......" It's like two people parasitic in the same body, pulling each other, and she apologizes for a while, and says "No" for a while. ”

By the time Shi Jiaojiao calmed down a little, the door had closed silently, and on the swirling fold next to the bed, there was a folded solid-color T-shirt. She opened her mouth, vaguely remembering that Zhang Kun seemed to say before closing the door, "Put it on." "It's a man's clothes, it's jet black, it's decorated, and it doesn't smell anything special.

Shi Jiaojiao in the black men's clothes looked more delicate and delicate, so fragile that it seemed to shatter at the touch of it. Zhang Kun handed over the chopsticks, sent another bowl of soup, and said, "It's not cold yet, next time I have to add a complete kitchen to it." Shi Jiaojiao took a sip and said, "It's good, and it's not fishy." "How are you doing better than your mother?" Zhang Kun said that he actually put an eel tube into Shi Jiaojiao's bowl, Shi Jiaojiao's gaze went from the bowl, to a plate of vegetables in front of him, and then spread to the whole table, and finally fell on Zhang Kun's face in a daze.

Zhang Kun pursed his lips and smiled, because his lips were dry, and the arc that was pulled out was stiff, and said, "Are you curious?" Shi Jiaojiao moved her eyes, the man swept the dishes on the table, clicked them with chopsticks one by one, and reported the exact same name as the Shi family's farmhouse, and said: "I sent someone to steal the school, but I just ordered and ate it once, and I can't learn the essence of your mother." Shi Jiaojiao's expression was even more puzzled, Zhang Kun played with the chopsticks in his hand, and said, "I don't know either." Maybe it's because you never ask for it, but you are curious about what you are thinking. ”

"How could you be like this?" Shi Jiaojiao's pain rolled in, "I'd rather you be selfish and arbitrary, mean and cruel, and only play ......" Before the stupid words came out, Zhang Kun suddenly stood up, blindfolded her eyes across the table, and big tears came out of her eyelids, wetting the man's fingers. "You know what? Mr. Zhang Kun, do you know? I would love to be the only one and I would love to be by your side! It's true, it's really ......" she held back her tears in front of a man for the first time.

Zhang Kun's face, like a statue of the Heavenly King sinking to the bottom of the water, detached and mottled, "I believe." ”

At three o'clock in the morning, Shi Jiaojiao had been away for four hours. Zhang Kun stared, pillowed his arms, and lay straight on the bed. The room that never has a sense of color still has the misty smell of being contaminated by a woman. Her scorching body temperature and sweet voice still echoed in her ears. Obviously so emotional, obviously prepared.

He remembered the moment he was pushed away, and closed his eyes in embarrassment, "It's instinct......" She used her almost survival instinct to push herself away, otherwise where could he get so much strength, so that until now, his shoulder socket still has a faint pain.