Moonlight Variations

Ten minutes later, Chorei put on a pair of shorts and opened the door. At a glance, he saw Shirakawa sitting on the stairs with his back facing her. At the moment, he was holding a cell phone and pressing and not knowing who he was talking to. .

She opened the door and did not look back.

First gift: "..."

It suddenly occurred to me that the man was leaning on the sofa that day, talking to someone seriously, without raising his head, and I didn’t even give her one... Chuli paused, and tried to lift his foot for a second. The urge to kick the man down the stairs, and then tell yourself: Don't be sour.

It’s not that I’ve never heard the story of a male author in a circle traveling around the country to make appointments with readers. Cannon story. I have officially known Shirakawa for almost half a year. This guy Tiantianzhai is either walking the dog at home or trespassing with Jiang Yucheng. In addition to these two things, the rest is left. Just looking at her eagerly and asking "what to eat tonight"...

It's already excellent.

Don’t let people chat online?

Just don’t delay the submission. Is it possible to eat and drink under the same roof, and after living together for a long time, you subconsciously draw the site and force you to think that the male host is also yours? ......How can there be such a good thing?

Forcibly enduring the acid water in his heart, Chu Li sorted out the expressions on his face that had been inverted 800 times, and cleared his throat... I lowered my eyes and saw the man's hand typing quickly on the keyboard of his phone. , Immediately put away the phone, turned his head to look at her reproachfully: "Peek?"

Chuli raised his eyebrows: "I haven't seen anything, your head is so big and tightly blocked."

"Say who has the big head."

Hiukawa guarded her phone like a cub, looked up and down at the first gift, and carefully looked at the shorts she was wearing, the red patch on her knees-finally his eyes could not be covered by the blue under her eyelids. Going up a circle, stop: "Go downstairs, change the dressing, and then you can go to sleep... You don't need to go tomorrow morning, just go to the printing factory to follow the color in the afternoon."

Chuli black question mark face: "...why are you arranging my work here?"

"I didn't arrange it, your colleague said."

"I told you."

"where?"

"WeChat."

"Then what are you—you look at my phone again!"

Regardless of the person behind him, the eyebrows were almost flying up to his forehead. He kept the posture of sitting on the stairs and patted his back with his backhand: "Come up, send the Buddha to the west, you will go downstairs... you The message set by the phone pops up automatically. I don’t think it’s hard to not see it. Now that I see it, I can ask you for a leave. What’s the matter?”

This righteous tone.

Chuli stared at Zhouchuan, took out his mobile phone, entered WeChat, and quickly looked at the chat history with Axiang... Seeing the sentence [Ahhhhh he dragged the manuscript again], Chuli was full of colorful brains." "Grass holding grass" drifted by, and when I spoke, I didn't know whether to complain or be speechless: ".................. I still learn the same tone as me, I really have this tone."

Zhou Chuan sneered.

While talking, he climbed onto the man's back. The man stood up while supporting the railing for a little while, carrying her on his back, and continued to carry her downstairs as simple as putting on a piece of cloth... Chuli lay on his back. As the man walked downstairs, she tilted her head: "Teacher, thank you."

"Don't you sell me three hundred and fifty thousand all night," the man didn't change his face, "if you can't sell it, you can walk around the community with my back to pay off the debt."

First gift: "..."

Although the man's tone was cold and hard, the action of putting her on the sofa was gentle... he reached out his hand and drove away Ergouzi who wanted to come to sniff Chuli's knee wound. The man turned around and took the medicine kit and sat beside Chuli. Next, the two sat in a row for a while, and no one spoke.

A minute later, Shirakawa glanced at the medicine box: "It will be bright if I sit like this again."

"..."

"leg."

Chuli moved, and finally returned to his original sitting posture;

Zhou Chuan glanced at her, grabbed her leg directly, picked up a sin30°, put it on his lap, Chuli was barefoot, and his heel was on the man’s other thigh, with the temperature across. The trousers passed: "Don't don't don't, oops--"

When Shirakawa bent over to take the alcohol, her foot slipped and stepped on the man's inner thigh.

Chuli blushed "Oh" and called "Oh", and Shirakawa straightened up quickly: "I bumped into you?"

Chu Li shook his head.

Zhou Chuan changed his face instantly: "Then what are you making?"

Chuli continued to shake his head, silently trying to remove his legs, but was still held back: "Don't move."

The man’s warm and dry big hand was placed on his calf, Chu Li now dare not even move the hair... He stared at him, watching the man wet a whole piece of cotton directly with alcohol, and the alcohol dripped down his fingertips. When it fell, Chuli touched the pillow on the sofa——

When the three feelings of cold swish, hot and wet on the knee were buckled together, Chu Li's face was deeply buried in the pillow, just thinking that she was going to die in the next second!

"Uuuuuuu..."

The little paw clutched on the pillow was sent and tightened, and the fingertips collapsed without blood. When the dizzy tingling eased slightly, Chuli panted and removed the pillow. He glanced at the dog because it was already The movement here stepped back to Ergouzi, who was as far away as the entrance hall, and sighed: "Teacher, I suggest that if you don't handle the trauma correctly, it's better not to keep a fake medicine kit at home. , Anyway you won't—"

The word "use" has not yet landed.

Abruptly, the man raised his head and stared back into his stomach.

Shirakawa: "Isn't saying'thank you' easier than your duplicity?"

........................ Duplicity.

………………………………The problem is, I am not duplicating, sir.

Chuli bit her posterior molars and split her mouth. Watching the alcohol dripping down her knees, she split her mouth to the man who almost killed her. "Thank you, teacher."

Jiukawa let go of her, and Churei quickly moved her legs parallel and picked up the wet cotton with two fingers. The cotton was still dripping wet, as if her heart was dripping with blood now—— Throwing the cotton away, not daring to bother Shirakawa any more, Chuli wiped the alcohol on his leg with cotton, during which the man was watching.

Also point fingers and make absurd statements that do not conform to common sense from time to time——

"Do you embroider? When will the wound be cleaned up with such rubbing?"

"I think your trousers are all ripped. Don't you really want to open it to see if there are any broken sand or gravel? Watch out for the wound healing stones to grow in the flesh."

"Will you be so cautious, your hands are still shaking--no I will come, I have an alcohol lamp and tweezers..."

Alcohol lamp and tweezers!

Why do you want these!

Going to chemistry class! ! !

Chuli was about to cry, and bowed his head to ignore him, and forced him to look like he was ready to take over at any time...I cherish my legs most.

In order to distract Hikawa from the idea of ​​not letting him use alcohol and tweezers, Chuli had nothing to say to divert the man’s attention: "Teacher, when I helped you find your ID card that day, I found an oriental fantasy on your desktop. The draft of the new book seems to be a romance, do you still write romance?"

The voice next to him suddenly calmed down. Chu Li raised his head curiously, and found the man looking at him with a weird look. After a pause, he said lightly: "It's funny."

Chuli did not doubt that he had him, and lowered his head to continue to clean up his wounds: "Romance is not written by any big man. From my point of view, male authors are always good at worldviews and big settings; but love is the kind of For delicate things, the girls still have to come, and the straight masculine taste of the big guys is easy to rush to his face when he writes...Uh, unless you have been in love, teacher, have you talked about earth-shattering love with people before?"

Chu Li also asked casually.

Unexpectedly, the man thought about it and said in a calm tone: "Yes."

"..."

Chuli immersed his head in cleaning up the wound, and the corners of his slightly raised lips stiffened--subconsciously felt that she had dug a hole to give herself a jump--just standing on the stairs, watching the man concentrate on sending to whom The sourness of the text message came again.

Chuli adjusted the stiffness on her face, threw alcohol cotton, pulled her hair back, looked at Shirakawa, and smiled: "Who, seeing you texting mysteriously every day, is it just for your girlfriend? send??"

Hiukawa expressionlessly said, "It happened when I was studying."

Next, Hiukawa told Chuli about his middle school love story——

To put it simply, it is a good student and a poor student. The girl is an artistic student who studies ballet. She does not study well because she often goes abroad for performances and rehearsals, especially for the poor in science, so she was logically assigned to Shirakawa. At the same table...

Originally, the two didn’t have too much time to meet each other. When she was sprinting in the third year of knowledge, she came to class every day and asked Hikawa if she didn’t understand. Those questions were often quite mentally retarded.

But Shirakawa saw that she was good-looking, so he didn't laugh at her and taught her compassionately.

That girl is the goddess in the hearts of half of the boys in the school; she also has a girlfriend, who is the goddess in the hearts of the other half of the boys in the school... These two girls, one is a literary and one martial artist, one is a scumbag who learns to dance, and the other is a swordsman. That's how the schoolmaster likes Hiukawa.

First gift: "..."

Really bullshit.

Chu Li: "Go on, go on."

Passing notes in class and putting snacks in the desk are all trivial things——

One summer, during the physical education class, it suddenly rained heavily. At that time, Hiukawa’s ballet goddess didn’t wear much clothes at the same table. When she returned to the classroom, she caught a cold after blowing on the air conditioner. Hiukawa lent her her school uniform, and she took it. After the school uniform, he blushed and put it on while the other people in the class were booing...

Next is the vulgar confession, together.

Then one day in class, the best friend of the goddess of ballet sent a note to Shirakawa, writing: I like you too, what should I do?

Zhou Chuan turned her head and glanced at the girl. She lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking. There was still a bandage on her hand. I heard that she was distracted when she was dancing the sword and accidentally smashed it——

Chu Li: "What do you do?"

Hiukawa: "What can I do?"

Zhou Chuan continued to talk about the little things of his first love, saying that he went shopping with the ballet girl and bought her sweets, because she loves sweets and is not fat;

To watch her performance, sit in the first row and watch her perform Augilia in Tchaikovsky's "Swan Lake". She shocked the audience with 32 consecutive whiplashes, and she stood on tiptoe. , The skirt flutters;

Watching her practice alone under the lonely light, her slender neck rises into a proud arc.

"……Then what?"

Chuli raised his hand and touched his neck, then looked down at his bruised leg, swallowed his saliva, and wanted to die.

She turned her head, looked at the man's expressionless and handsome face with erratic eyes, and continued to pound at herself one by one dog food——

At the end of the third year of high school, Hikawa prepared to hit a wave of college entrance examination champions in three simulations with countless points exceeding one line. The goddess of ballet also began to prepare to apply for the favorite foreign art university with her gorgeous resume...

Until one day, she was in a car accident on the way home from school, and she never stood up;

On the same day, her girlfriend, the goddess of sword dancing, was found to have fainted on the stage and was taken to the hospital to confirm leukemia!

Chu Li: "……………………………………”

Chuli's sour heart suddenly seemed to be soaked in the caustic soda solution and instantly the acid and alkali neutralized and restored a calmness——

Chu Li: "There is still an abortion plot left, so I can go to film the third part of "Gardenia Blossoms"."

Shirakawa glanced at her and said nothing.

"Where is the ballet goddess now?"

"I haven't figured it out yet... what kind of kindergarten teacher is? It fits Kexin's soft, independent, and strong female character personality."

"It's also "Kexin". The story ends when someone enters the hospital to give a name!" Chuli threw the alcohol cotton in his hand at the man's face, "You can pull it down! Give it back to the kindergarten teacher!"

The man steadily caught it with backhand: "Looking at your touched face, you also said that men don't know how to write romance novels... It's not a one-two-three thing to lie to you for such a little girl!"

Am I moved!

Open your dog's eyes and see clearly, I am--

...Made.

never mind.

"Fuck!" Chu Li "pooh, "Fuck!" ! ! "

The author has something to say: Hiukawa’s first love——

nonexistent.