This is not what Xiao Yao wants today, and he can't stop there.

A parting gift? You have to increase the amount.

The boy reached out and grabbed the ankle of the girl's left foot and removed it roughly.

"Huh?" Shen Jie looked at him in surprise.

Before she could react, Xiao Yao had already pounced like a vicious tiger.

Are you the Queen, Your Majesty? And I am your king.

I'm not just Don Quixote, I'm also King Philip II of Spain, the rightful husband of Queen Mary, with a strong claim to the British Isles, commanding the Armada, about to cross the English Channel and bring justice to the Spanish people.

Shen Jie leaned her head against the end of the bed and looked at him calmly—maybe not very calmly.

Xiao Yao turned around and took the pillow and put it on the back of the girl's head.

"Lift your head."

"Thank you." The girl smiled at this little thoughtfulness.

-- Dividing line --

Late at night, the streets of Nanhui University Town are no longer lit and sparsely populated.

Pedestrians rushed by, and few shops and restaurants were still open.

Under the street lamps and in the alleys, it seems extraordinarily quiet.

The silence was broken by the occasional sound of cars and footsteps.

The moonlight shines through the treetops, casting patches of silver, and the trees look deep and mysterious under the moonlight.

One by one, the nightkkins hurried with their heads bowed, except for one or two people who stopped occasionally to look up at the starry sky and soak up the quiet of the night.

On the highway around Nanhui University Town, several young people rode bicycles, followed the night breeze through the cool air, and easily blended into the night.

In the moonlight, the road and the river are like glittering silver threads, reflecting every light and shadow.

Suddenly, a young man stopped the car, put down his feet, looked at the river, and was silent.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, a girl also pinched the front and rear brakes, stopped the car, took off her riding helmet, and walked towards her male companion.

"What do you see?" The young man asked the girl.

"What?" The girl said inexplicably: "Water, it's all water." ”

The river flowed quietly like a black ribbon, and faint lights scattered along the banks illuminated the surface of the river, making the water surface in the darkness look a little eerie.

Occasionally, a few small boats pass by, and the ripples ripple on the surface of the river, bringing a touch of liveliness.

The night adds a mystical touch to the mystique of the night to the tall trees that stand on both sides of the river, the branches lit up with a little starlight, and some of the leaves rustle gently in the breeze.

The buildings in the distance seem to grow taller in the night, and the bright moon in the sky is like a guardian's lamp, silently illuminating the entire university town.

"Then I'll test you," the boy asked his girlfriend, "why is it all water?" ”

"Why?" The girl said inexplicably.

Neither of them spoke, just let the night breeze ruffle their hair.

"Is it because ......" the girl cautiously spoke: "This chapter is too abridged, and it needs water to support the word count?" ”

"What are you talking about?" Now it's the boy's turn, and it's inexplicable.

"No, no, I probably didn't wake up." The girl pressed her temple and shook her head.

-- Dividing line --

"Oops!"

Xiao Yao heard a girl's shout.

There was a solid punch in the chest, followed by a palm.

"Ugh." Xiao Yao fell on the bed with his whole body on his back.

Shen Jie fixed her mind and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I just want to ......"

Shen Jie climbed to the head of the bed.

"Don't be angry, I was supposed to ......" Xiao Yao reached out to touch the girl's shoulder, but was bounced away by the latter.

The girl took her coat and put it around her neck.

"Really angry?" Xiao Yao asked a little aggrieved.

"No," Shen Jie shook her head: "I just don't want to get it." ”

Xiao Yao was embarrassed to stay in place.

……

……

The girl hugged her knees and sat on the bed in a daze.

"Are you alright?" Xiao Yao shook his hand in front of her eyes.

"It's okay, I'll go take a shower first." Shen Jie turned around and got out of bed, and she didn't wear slippers, so she walked into the bathroom with socks on.

The door was locked with a "click".

The girl stood in front of the sink, staring at the mirror hanging from it.

For no reason, a sense of melancholy and loss struck her.

……

Two lines of clear tears welled up without warning, and skillfully crossed the girl's face.

She stretched out her jade fingers, scraped them off, and laughed at herself.

I thought I had figured it out and knew what I was doing.

I thought I could laugh at it calmly, rationally and maturely.

It turned out to be the same as a little girl.

Shen Jie hated her weakness.

The girl stretched out her right hand and touched the mirror in front of her with her green fingertips.

The hand passed through it all at once, and soon, the mirror swallowed her wrist.

At this time, the door sounded, which startled Shen Jie, and subconsciously pulled her hand out: "What are you doing?" ”

"Shen Jie, listen to me, don't be angry-"

"I'm not angry!" Shen Jie stomped her feet and shouted, "Can you let me take a bath?" ”

"Really not angry?" The man outside asked in a pitiful tone.

"Tsk." Shen Jie rolled her eyes, unlocked the bathroom door, opened the door, and raised her eyebrows at the young man outside the door.

The young man, dressed in a pair of boxers, walked in with a ghostly gesture.

The girl glanced at him, didn't kick him out, and stepped into the shower in her underwear and sports stockings.

……

The hot water flowed through Xiao Yao's whole body, Shen Jie's hair was already wet, and she was facing her back to Xiao Yao at this time, allowing the young man to put shower gel on her back.

"Baby, you're really not mad at me?"

"Really, no, when did I get angry when I didn't come out of nowhere?" Shen Jie said tiredly: "It's just a little bit of chaos for a while." ”

"Okay......" Xiao Yao squatted down and wiped the shower gel between her calves.

……

"Probably not...... What's that? Xiao Yao finally asked that question.

"I don't know," Shen Jie took the shower head from Xiao Yao's hand and began to rinse it for him in turn: "It's all like this, what's the difference?" ”

"That ......" Xiao Yao coughed twice.

"Let's not talk about this, can we talk about something else?" Shen Jie turned off the water and tore another packet of shower gel in her hand: "Give me the back." ”

"Okay......" Xiao Yao turned around.

After helping Xiao Yao wipe his back, Shen Jie asked him to turn around again, squeezed the shower gel on his hand, and gently washed his shoulders with both hands.

"Now believe I'm not angry, am I?"

"Hmm." The boy nodded.

He also began to apply shower gel to Shen Jie's arm.

"Okay, I'll wash it myself later."

Xiao Yao looked down at the girl squatting in front of her, her feet were wearing soaked sports socks and hotel plastic slippers, and the beige sports socks had been slightly darkened under the toss of this day and night. Her socks were wet with water, making them more conforming to the contours of her feet, while also making the color of her socks darker. The water flowed down the girl's calves and feet, dripping from the tips and heels of the socks, forming some tiny droplets, which were constantly washed by the water flow of the shower head, making the whole socks look extra moist and exude a slight smell of water.

"Alright, you go out, I'll wash it myself." The girl stood up, patted Xiao Yao's back, and made a "snap" sound.

After driving Xiao Yao, who was wearing wet boxers, out of the bathroom, Shen Jie didn't lock the door, left the shower, hooked her right foot back, ripped off the wet sock with her fingertips, and then threw her left foot on the plastic toilet lid.

Then, he untied his bra with his hands behind his back.

-- Dividing line --

Xiao Yao sat on the bed and watched TV, and waited for a long time before the girl wrapped in a bath towel came out.

She sat on the edge of the bed, took out the small ointment like toothpaste, squeezed out a little, and smoothed it between the toes of her right foot.

Xiao Yao seemed to suddenly react to something.

He helped Shen Jie dry her hair hastily, and the two of them got into the quilt in the cold air conditioner and leaned together.

Shen Jie snuggled in Xiao Yao's arms, which made the young man speculate that her mood should have returned to normal.

"Why don't you hug me? I want you to hug me. Shen Jie said.

"Hug." Xiao Yao said.

There was a boring variety show on TV, Xiao Yao was not interested, he just pretended to be watching, but Shen Jie watched it very seriously.

The two of them chatted about the idle day with each other, as if just now, no, nothing happened on this day.

"Song Haijian's memorial service, I want to go to it, what do you think?" Xiao Yao said.

"If you want to go, you can go." Shen Jie pursed her lips gently.

Xiao Yao, there is really you, at this time, Song Haijian is also mentioned at this time.

The boy wanted to ask, "Do you want to go with us?" but when the words came to his mouth, he felt redundant, so he swallowed them back.

If they were still together, they would naturally go in and out together, and since she was going back...... It doesn't seem clever to use this as an excuse to meet.

Xiao Yao himself didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, it was still dark.

The TV is not related yet, but there is no sound anyway, Xiao Yao is too lazy to care about it.

He found himself holding a girl in his arms, with a slightly curled body and a lowered head, like a baby girl still in her mother's conception.

Moonlight shone in through the window and shone on her smooth back.

Xiao Yao felt that this experience was very novel, and he didn't have any evil thoughts in his heart, but he just reached out to help her cover the quilt on her back.

Who would have thought that this girl was still saying to herself yesterday afternoon: "Xiao Yao, why don't we still be friends"?

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Xiao Yao had a nightmare.

He dreamed that he was standing on a T-sized "net bridge", and the river under the bridge was pitch black and rushing rapidly.

In the dream, the river leads to the legendary, the so-called, the beacon and hope of humanity.

Xiao Yao saw Shen Jie sitting alone on a canoe, holding a long rod in her hand, and was moving away from him in the direction of the river.

"Wait!" Xiao Yao shouted like this, then put his finger into his mouth, whistled, and summoned the white knight's war horse.

He rode the white knight's flying horse, jumped off the "net bridge", and chased Shen Jie.

Finally caught up.

He saw.

In the arms of the girl, holding a human head.

That's your own head.

Xiao Yao was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out to touch his head, but only touched a metal barrel helmet.

After hastily taking it off, he touched the top of his neck, and there was nothing.

When Xiao Yao woke up from fright, he saw the morning sun.

The sunlight shone through the hotel room, slowly flowing through the windows, dyeing the whole room in a warm hue.

Sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting comfortable spots of light that jump across the floor and walls.

(End of chapter)