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The tenth chapter is as thin as paper (1)
In her palm was his heartbeat, which was heavier and slower than hers.
Every beat beat on her heart, pressing down so hard that she couldn't breathe.
Every corner of the garage was dark, as if someone was hiding inside, someone who could see them. The hairs on Zhaozhao's body stood up, because there was his shadow on the bridge of his nose.
"We've only met for a few days," she pushed her hand on his chest, "only four days."
Counting the one from many years ago, it was only five days. Knowing any unfamiliar man for five days will not come to this situation soon, and it is great to have a meal. What's more, they have another layer of relationship, shouldn't they be more cautious.
Seeing that he couldn't push it, she had to beg for mercy and called him "brother".
He was unmoved. "It doesn't matter what it's called. I asked, do you want to?"
Yes, she thought.
I can't stop liking him at all, watching him go crazy with worry in the ring, watching him laughing at himself, joking with himself, just guessing how sincere he is, thinking that he might really have a girlfriend, heartbroken It hurts to twist.
"Someone passed by just now." She was even more afraid of being hit by someone.
They shouldn't be seen making out before the wedding banquet.
How can explain it? The future siblings who have known each other for a few days just met each other like glue. My parents have known each other for four years. After much consideration, they decided to remarry and build this family together. As for them, they just met, without any deliberation.
The chest against which the palm was pressed finally moved away, and he returned to the driver's seat.
Zhaozhao was still packing up his heartbeat, restraining the trembling feeling that had traveled all over his body.
The car was silent for a while.
He didn't get out of the car in a hurry and sat there.
Sitting silently, let her accompany him. At first, Zhaozhao was still waiting, when to get off the bus, but later he didn't think about it. Going up from left to right was to entertain relatives and friends, so it was better to be here.
It was as if Shen Ce wanted to come over to kiss her just now, as if it had never happened. She even wondered if he wanted to do it on a whim, no matter who it was.
She looks at him.
Shen Ce, whom he first met in Taizhou, still has a youthful air, and his eyes can cut people, which also obliterates the depth and tenderness unique to Shuangfeng's eyes. When saw him this year, there seemed to be no more eyes that could cut people. There was only one time when looked over at the boxing ring without suppressing the cruelty.
No matter how dark the pupils of ordinary people are, there is light and shadow in them. But Shen Ce didn't, not at all in the ring that day.
He has a high nose and deep eye sockets from the bridge of the nose to the brow bone. It should be said that his face is too thin, too angular, and everything seems to be marked with light and shadow.
Like now, when he's not smiling, his thin lips are slightly pursed. Very fierce.
My sister never liked to talk to him, but her evaluation was too harsh.
She said good things to him, and told her sister that if you feel fierce, look at your eyes. His eyes are the most gentle, and when he smiles, it can remind people of the scene of the sky and the sky.
The elder sister was surprised when she heard it, and refuted her. The most fierce thing on her face was her eyes.
Is there? She doesn't think so.
Shen Ce knew that she was looking at him, he didn't need to look back, he could also imagine her gaze.
That's the only thing that can trap you, no matter when and where you are.
Five years ago, he went to Putuo to visit the old monk who had taken care of him since childhood. The old man who had run out of time repeatedly told him the same sentence. The words that accompanied him since childhood were harmful to others. escape.
Before she came back, everyone had been repeatedly warning him to let go.
Remembering before Zhaozhao, he didn't know what would come back, and he was still thinking, compared with life and death, there was something he couldn't let go of. After recognizing Zhaozhao, he realized that she was more important than life and death.
"I'll find you tonight," he said suddenly.
Zhao Zhao was startled.
"My sister is next door," she imagined the possibility, shaking her head, "she will come to me, or sleep together."
"Come to my room," he said again.
Zhaozhao was a little confused, so he was about to go to the room.
Who knows that Shen Ce quickly changed his mind, "Or you come to the ring."
When Zhaozhao heard the boxing ring, he thought of the blood he spit into the bucket when he rinsed his mouth last night, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
"I'm going to fight Muay Thai again." She couldn't hide her worry, and said unhappily, "If you want to fight, I won't watch it anymore. It's too bloody and I don't want to watch it."
Shen Ce glanced at her, her eyes melted with a smile, and she could hear her worry about him.
In fact, he made it clear that he wanted to give her a reason, an excuse, a rhetoric to hide her ears, and a place to meet her. He didn't even think about Muay Thai.
When Zhao Zhao was seen by him, he slowly woke up and his face became hot.
She finally said, "If you want to try, you may not be able to go."
Last night, mother took sister out, so have a lot of free time. may not have this opportunity tonight.
"I've been here all the time, come over whenever you want."
She nodded.
"After seven," he said before getting out of the car.
The two came up from the garage, and an old acquaintance, Shen Jiaheng, was waiting in the parlour on the first floor.
Since the ancestor worship, Shen Jiaheng has been the elder brother who has had the most contact with Zhaozhao, and has met much more often than his elder sister. He is very fond of him every day, and his cousins ββand sisters have a lot of topics. As soon as Zhaozhao saw him, he greeted him with a smile, and gave him a habitual hug, "Brother, you just came, you promised to arrive earlier than me."
"I'm angry when I talk about it, don't talk about it, I'm stuck with a lot of things, don't let me come to see you," Shen Jiaheng hugged Zhaozhao and greeted Shen Ce who was following behind her, "I'm sorry to bother you, take care of her for a few days. You Are you two getting along?"
Shen Ce looked at Zhaozhao very casually, and Shen Jiaheng, who was holding Zhaozhao, "It's alright. I don't have much time to get along with each other. I've been socializing a lot these days, so I can't take care of her."
Zhaozhao was seen by him, and he only felt that the hand around his shoulders seemed to be evidence of wrongdoing, but Shen Jiaheng was obviously his cousin, nothing would happen, it could not happen, and the world would not allow it Some cousins.
"Keep busy, she will leave it to me." Shen Jiaheng said with a smile.
"It's not in a hurry at this moment, it's rare to see it." Shen Ce said.
Shen Jiaheng smiled again and went to the sofa with Shen Ce to chat for a while.
Back then, when the two stood together, they were about the same height, but now Shen Ce is much taller than Shen Jiaheng. He has indeed had a lot of entertainment these two days, so he always has a suit jacket hooked in his hand, which is convenient to put on when he needs to see guests. Sitting down at this moment, listening to Zhao Zhao and Shen Jiaheng chatting, he put his suit jacket aside and sat next to him.
"Who wrote the invitation this time?" Shen Jiaheng asked with a smile, "I looked it up, it doesn't look like Zhaozhao's words. It's really a waste. But you just met and didn't have a chance to see it. Let her write two for you another day. Zhang, it looks very good."
A cloisonne clock with years and months rattled inside the glass cover.
Zhaozhao held his chin and smiled at Shen Jiaheng, only to feel that the clock was noisy. Eyes do not obey, always want to look at him.
"You guys talk." Shen Ce suddenly got up and left.
After that, no one was seen until dinner.
Today, not only Shen Jiaheng, but also relatives from my mother's side are almost here. This is a group of people who are close to Zhaozhao's family. Zhaozhao accompanies them to talk and drink tea, thinking that Shen Ce doesn't care about the backs of others when he walks away, he is stuck in his heart, holding his chin in a daze, unable to walk, so he looks at the clock and the emerald pointer, listening to everyone chatting. Not interested in the content of the conversation, but to find a suitable time, everyone is tired of chatting, or if anyone wants to go, follow along.
After all, she is the master and cannot leave the table on her own initiative, leaving all the guests here.
After ten o'clock, someone finally said that was sleepy.
Zhaozhao looked for him like a trapped beast freed from its cage, without stopping for a moment.
There's no one here tonight, it's quiet, inside and out.
Zhaozhao was still thinking that it was strange that no one came to the gym and recreation room with so many guests and family members. Passing through the lounge to outside the screen, she first smelled the incense, which was the same as last night.
Going around the wood-cut screen, the man sitting on the sofa did nothing, put his head on his hands, looked at Xiang Xiang, and waited patiently. Last night on the stage, it was like a tiger walking like a disease, and tonight an eagle stands like a sleep. The means of grabbing people and eating people are really easy for him, without a word, he effortlessly softened her heart with the gesture of waiting.
"I went back yesterday, and when I remembered this, I raised my eyebrows." Zhaozhao put his hands behind his back, looking at the incense, he came in a hurry, but he was trying to hide his desire to see him.
Shen Ce was unexpectedly quiet for a while before asking, "How did you remember?"
"I read books when I was a kid."
She actually knew that day that Dengliumei was an ancient place name in Thailand.
Shen Ce waved to her and patted the sofa beside him.
The distance from the screen to him was only five or six steps away. As she walked, she added a bit of popularity to the too-quiet room, with a little voice, "I didn't expect to come down so late, they chatted so much."
"Nothing to do, just wait."
"You didn't eat dinner." She found that sitting side by side like this is not good, too serious.
With a too serious posture, he couldn't cover up anything, but instead appeared guilty. The sofa was much softer than she had imagined, so that she leaned back too casually, and when she sank in, her back was hollow, making people very unsteady.
As soon as Shen Ce moved, she immediately looked at him.
He glanced at her to pour tea for her, "I'm here in the afternoon and I haven't gone anywhere."
But the tea was poured, and the cup was not handed over, but placed on the table. He seemed to be thinking about something, and Zhaozhao was still wondering what he wanted to do. Unexpectedly, he turned around without warning and wanted to hug her directly.
Zhaozhao is a person who is stuck in the sofa and chatting. Compared with being in the car, the back of the waist and the back are only softer, and there is still no way to avoid it. Zhaozhao stared at his face, thinking in a confused way, in fact, he had guessed this long ago when he came here, and it would seem contrived to say anything else. But when there was his breath on the brow bone, he still called him "Brother."
There is also temperature on the eyelids, his temperature.
"Have you thought about it?" She moved her lips slightly, wanting to ask him if he thought about it, "it will be very troublesome."
Zhaozhao's heart seemed to be stuffed under his palm, beating extremely unhappily, as if it was about to rush out.
Until he opened his lips and took her upper lip.
The real oppression, and the heat, that's kissing. Zhaozhao's first thought has returned to the most honest instinct. He felt numb all over when he felt his lower lip suck.
Zhaozhao's eyes suddenly became sore, and he couldn't open it, as if his eyes were burned by the white smoke of the incense burner in the distance. The sourness spread from the bottom of his eyes.
Her hand was looking for his heart, pressing on it, feeling his heartbeat.
This time it was the upper lip, which was also moistened by him, she instinctively longed, opened her lips slightly, imitated him, and sucked each other's lips with him. The sense of oppression is getting heavier and heavier, they seem to have kissed many times, not only so much, not only so shallow. She sucked impatiently, opened her mouth, and finally touched the tip of his tongue.
It turns out that men's tongues are also so soft and slippery
Shen Ce didn't see what was red, but he knew that his eyes were red at the moment.
In the darkness that suddenly darkened, there was the sound of charcoal popping, the fire was burning happily in the basin, and the girl's hand snatched the last few from his hand and stuffed it inside.The fire burned on the wrist, and it did not make a sound when it was hot.In the past, brother, brother, the person who kept calling really turned his face with him, and his hands that were more moist than jade were hot and red, and he didn't even apply the medicine.He knew that she had to keep the paper burnt so that he wouldn't see the words on it, hers.
He already knew what was written on it. The sentence of the girl Huaichun was just "This heart is very clear, and the sun and the moon can learn from it."And what she wrote was always different. He could see what was burnt to ashes on the charcoal fire, but he could not explain it.
This is the heart, and the animal husbandry can also learn from it.
She does not want the testimony of heaven and earth, nor the testimony of the sun and the moon.
As long as he knows, he needs to be alone, and Shen Mu also needs to witness her heart.But in the end, didn't dare to show him.