She is the Third Kind of Stunning

The sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside the window was endless, Lu Yinxi was full, took a bath, nestled on the sofa, and watched a movie with potato chips.

Jane finished cleaning, wrapped in a black bathrobe, and came out wiping her hair.

Lu Yinxi's gaze shifted from the LCD screen to Jian Qing's body.

The belt of the bathrobe outlines her graceful figure, and the hem barely reaches the bend of her legs, revealing half of her lotus-white calves. The calves are slender and have smooth lines. Lu Yinxi peeked at it for three seconds and then retracted her gaze.

Heart of beauty in everyone.

But if he knew that he had other thoughts about her and didn't restrain himself, even if they were both of the same sex, it would be regarded as a kind of disrespect.

Among friends of the same sex, holding hands, hugging, and even kissing on the cheek are very common. In the past, Lu Yinxi, like Wei Mingming, would occasionally express a hug when she was excited, but now that she realizes her sexual orientation, she will deliberately avoid it. Physical contact with the same sex.

In fact, she has never seriously thought about her sexual orientation. So far, she has only liked Jian Qing, who is of the same sex.

Whether it is medical school or the entertainment industry, they are more tolerant towards the sexual orientation of others. When she was a student, she had classmates and friends who came out of the closet. Set limits on the gender of your future significant other.

Anyway, everyone is a combination of sperm and egg cells, she only hopes that the other half is kind, cheerful, optimistic and upright

——Looking at Jian Qing now, there is no connection at all.

Facts have proved that there is no relationship between the heartbeat and the preset ideal type.

The sound of fireworks outside, mixed with the noise of the indoor hair dryer, gradually overshadowed the sound of the movie.

Lu Yinxi paused the movie.

Afraid of repeating the same mistakes as last time, the two of them drank red wine this time, and stopped after only a few glasses, without drinking it.

Lu Yinxi was eating potato chips, Jian Qing was blowing her hair, and turned to look at her.

She sensed the gaze and looked back.

Lines of sight meet in the air, creating sporadic sparks of ambiguity.

Lu Yinxi tightened the collar of his nightgown and looked away.

Jian Qing blew her hair until it was seven cents dry, walked over to Lu Yinxi, and looked down at her.

Lu Yinxi hugged his knees and shrank back: "Don't look at me like this..."

When she looked down at people without speaking, she still looked a bit gloomy.

His temperament is very immodest, and he looks like someone who is about to do something bad.

Jian Qing lowered her eyes, took the potato chips in Lu Yinxi's arms with one hand, picked up the remote control with the other, pressed the play button, sat next to her, and watched a movie together.

Eating potato chips alone can lead to dry mouth, so Lu Yinxi went to pour Jian Qing a glass of orange juice.

The two sat down with a distance of half a meter between them.

Usually when Lu Yinxi watches literary films, Jian Qing writes papers in the study, checks documents, or makes courseware for reports, and rarely watches movies with her.

Lu Yinxi's vision seemed to be malfunctioning, he couldn't read half a word, his sense of smell became extremely sensitive, and the clear and cold fragrance rushed into the nasal cavity and penetrated into the lungs.

She rubbed the bridge of her nose and sat a little further away.

Jian Qing turned her head, glanced at her, then turned back to watch the movie, and said softly, "Will I eat you?"

You can.

In the original book, this stage has been eaten by her several times.

Lu Yinxi still remembers the dangerous plot point tonight in the original book—the scum pressed her to the French window, imprisoned her hands, blindfolded her, and played wantonly while watching the gorgeous fireworks outside the window. tease her.

Scum to the extreme.

Should have gone back to the room earlier to avoid this plot.

But I still want to spend New Year's Eve with her.

"How to shoot this part?" Jian Qing pointed to the male protagonist who was holding a tiger on the screen, "Is it true to hold a tiger?"

Lu Yinxi brought his attention back to the movie: "Usually, people hug a doll, and then use a computer to create special effects of a tiger."

"What about this part?"

"Flying under pressure."

"What about people who are afraid of heights?"

"Big names have substitutes. If you're on the 18th line, you have to bite the bullet."

The two had questions and answers, and Lu Yinxi's tense nerves gradually relaxed. He opened up the chatterbox, leaned over, and shared with Jian Qing the small details of filming and the behind-the-scenes production process of movies and TV shows.

Jian Qing listened carefully, occasionally meeting her gaze, and bumping into Lu Yinxi's wet amber eyes, her heart softened instantly.

He wanted to reach out and rub her head, but he was afraid of disturbing her, interrupting her desire to talk, and being misunderstood by her as having malicious intentions.

I had no choice but to grab the doll on the sofa, grab the fluffy doll, and let her chatter non-stop in my ear.

zero.

The sound of fireworks and firecrackers hits my ears.

The sky outside was as bright as day, and Lu Yinxi dragged Jian Qing off the sofa and onto the balcony to watch the New Year's Eve fireworks.

She was deeply impressed by the fireworks, and the original book spent a huge amount of time describing her and Jian Qing's... joy under the fireworks.

With so much space and romantic writing, it doesn't look like her black fans, but like those fans who love to write fan fiction for her.

Standing side by side, Lu Yinxi hooked Jian Qing's little finger with his left hand, looked up at the fireworks, but focused all his attention on his left hand.

Silent ambiguity floats in the air.

It must be the effect of the plot.

When we get along normally, we don't always have messy and charming thoughts.

After midnight, Lu Yinxi let go of Jian Qing's little finger, pinched her palm lightly, then let go, and said, "It's time to say good night, good night, Teacher Jian."

She has many titles for her, and the ones that are not called out are all detrimental to her: ice cube, scum, scum, and paper man; those who are called out are all respectful, Teacher Jian, Doctor Jian.

Jian Qing didn't respond to her good night, looked up at the fireworks, and asked softly, "Sleep with you?"

Lu Yinxi froze, and thousands of curse words were ready.

"Don't swear." Jian Qing turned his head, with a cold expression and calm eyes, "I don't do anything to you, just sleep, let me have a good sleep."

Lu Yinxi wanted to refuse, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, she thought of the dagger by her bedside that night when she first met, and pity arose, and she couldn't bear to say the words of rejection.

"Okay, just for one night, one yuan."

Jian Qing smiled and transferred one yuan to Lu Yinxi.

This time it was Jian Qing who came to her bedroom with a pillow in her arms.

Same bed, different pillows, different quilts.

With his head sunken in the soft pillow, Lu Yinxi opened his eyes wide and looked at the chandelier on the ceiling. His five senses were more sensitive than ever. He could hear every movement of the person next to his pillow, and his nose could smell her clear and cold fragrance. , the mattress under him seemed to feel softer than usual, making him dizzy.

Lu Yinxi could only control his gaze and not turn to look.

But my mind is automatically playing memories, the ambiguity under the moonlight, the drunken kiss.

The heartbeat was always too fast, Lu Yinxi sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

"The light is too bright, I can't sleep, let's talk."

Jian Qing closed her eyes and meditated: "Talk."

Lu Yinxi asked: "Did you live in a dormitory when you were in school? Is it the school dormitory, or do you live alone?"

She always has to sleep with the light on, and a roommate who has no relatives and no reason should not be accommodating.

really.

"No, rent a house off campus."

"You... When you were studying, did you like anyone?"

Jian Qing opened her eyes and looked at Lu Yinxi.

Lu Yinxi and her looked at each other for half a second, then hurriedly looked away: "Sorry, I asked a privacy question, so I don't need to answer it..."

Would love to know though...

She wants to know her parents, her family, her past experiences, who she likes, who she wants to be with... It doesn't matter if she liked someone before, as long as she doesn't like it now, she won't feel special uncomfortable.

Uncontrollable curiosity and voyeurism.

Jane said flatly: "No, they are boring, like background boards."

Lu Yinxixin said that they are indeed background boards...the characters with names and surnames are all to promote the development of the plot...

This ice cube is a bit arrogant, and it's normal to be critical.

Lu Yinxi coughed, and probed again: "I heard that Chu Yan is your college classmate. He is very good-looking, good at medicine, and has a good personality. Is he also boring?"

Jian Qing's face changed slightly, and he said coldly, "He has a fiancee."

It's been a long time since she spoke to him in such a cold tone. Lu Yinxi was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "No, no, I didn't mean it to him, I don't like his style..."

Jian Qing didn't speak, didn't look at her anymore, and continued to close her eyes to rest.

Afraid of being misunderstood, Lu Yinxi added an explanation: "You are so good-looking, you must have met many, many excellent suitors. I just use him as an example."

Jian Qing still closed her eyes and meditated, refusing to pay attention to others.

Lu Yinxi reached out and poked her shoulder, and said softly, "Take care of me."

Jian Qing didn't speak, a layer of frost formed on her face.

Stabbed by her indifferent attitude, Lu Yinxi was annoyed: "You ignore people, I won't talk to you anymore!"

She slid down from the head of the bed, buried herself in the bed, turned around, and turned her back to Jian Qing.

So far, all lingering thoughts are gone.

There is only a slight sullenness in my heart, and I ignore people when I disagree with him. How can there be such a bad tempered person?

Very wronged again.

She didn't do anything wrong, but she just took him as an example, and she wasn't really interested in others, so how could she ignore people even if she disagreed?

She turned over old accounts in her heart, and began to dislike Jian Qing extremely.

I think she never speaks soft words to make people happy, I think she is gloomy and silent, I think she refuses to tell me anything... Obviously I have shared many things with her, but she never wants to open her heart.

She doesn't trust herself at all.

Stabbed by this knowledge, Lu Yinxi couldn't help but get red eyes.

She doesn't want to like this person anymore.

Like a piece of ice in the sea that can't be covered, you think it melted her, but in fact it's just the tip of the iceberg that melted the sea. Under the sea, you will never be known.

Jian Qing opened her eyes, looked at the hot ball beside her, turned around, and also turned her back to her.

In the gap of silence, time became very slow, and the seconds seemed like years.

Jian Qing turned around, lowered her voice, and poked the soft hot dumpling in front of her: "Are you angry with me?"

With her back turned to her, Lu Yinxi snorted coldly.

Jian Qing didn't speak any more, her eyes were a little dazed.

She wasn't angry yet, why did she get angry first...

Why is this kid so angry?

After being dazed for a moment, Jian Qing took out her mobile phone and searched for relevant information.

Lu Yinxi turned around and glanced at Jian Qing quietly, seeing her expressionlessly playing with her mobile phone, she was even more angry, and just wanted to kick her out of bed.

Turning his back again, he snorted heavily.

Jian Qing heard her cold snort and put down the phone.

Searching for the term "how to coax an angry girl", the answers Jian Qing saw were inappropriate.

Apologize, call baby, it's too nasty, she can't say it; if you hold on to it, you may be slapped in the face; gift, it's midnight, where can I find a gift...

Jian Qing looked at the bulging quilt and said nothing.

She doesn't have much experience in coaxing people, she just feels that the little girl is really cruel, if she is a little aggressive, she will feel wronged.

In the past, she was the one who was slapped and cut open by a knife, but the little girl huddled in the corner of the sofa, with a grievance and sadness on her face, making people dare not say anything if they wanted to, and had to coax her to look at the stars and the moon instead. .

After a long silence, Jian Qing picked up a strand of hair beside Lu Yinxi's pillow, pulled out one of his own, and tied a surgical knot with two slender long hairs with bare hands.

She brought the two knotted long hairs to Lu Yinxi's eyes, and shook them, trying to make her happy.

When Lu Yinxi saw the knotted hair, he quickly threw the hair behind him to his chest.

Is her hair split and tangled from recent neglect?

Jane said lightly: "I tied the surgical knot, use your hair."

Lu Yinxi was stunned by Jian Qing's unusual behavior.

Surgical knot is a kind of knot method often used in suture, which is to wrap one more circle on the basis of flat knot.

Sterilized strands of hair can also be used to suture small wounds.

Some medical students don't know the price of hair when they are young, so they pull out their own hair and use their hair to practice sewing orange and grapefruit peels.

If there is no medical education background, Lu Yinxi will naturally think of the phrase "the marriage of hair as a husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and love", but she understands other uses of hair, and Jian Qing does not seem to be someone who understands literature and poetry , her knotted hair, maybe she just tied her hair in a surgical knot to make people happy, it can't be a lyric...

Jian Qing imitated Lu Yinxi's appearance just now, and lightly poked her shoulder.

Didn't hear the soft words of "Take care of me", but Lu Yinxi abandoned her complaints against Jian Qing in an instant.

She tidied up the fragments in her heart and put them together, thinking that she could continue to like Jian Qing.

At this moment, she also realized that liking someone made her emotions become like a roller coaster, with twists and turns, joy and resentment, and it was hard to control herself.

Lu Yinxi put her hair aside, smiled lightly and said, "Stop making trouble, let's go to bed, we have to make dumplings tomorrow."

Jian Qing hummed, lifted the quilt and got out of bed: "I'm going to get things."

She brought over the astrolabe in her bedroom.

Lu Yinxi was about to put on the blindfold to go to sleep, when she saw her holding the starry sky lamp, she asked, "Are you used to it?"

Jane said calmly: "It's okay."

She turned on the starlight, turned off the light in the bedroom, and walked to the bed step by step, dressed in starlight.

The figure under the starlight is cold and clear, like a ghost in the mountains.

She lifted the quilt and lay down, her eyes wandered, and she glanced at the deer drinking stream beside her.

Lu Yinxi tightened the collar of his nightgown, in a trance, he felt like a Tang monk who was forced to marry by a goblin.

But the goblins on TV are all charming, and this ice cube is dressed in black like a funeral, so cold that it can freeze people to death.

Lu Yinxi shrank back to avoid frostbite.

Jian Qing leaned forward and moved towards her.

Lu Yinxi stepped back again.

The ice cube continued to move forward shamelessly, its black jade-colored eyes staring straight at her, like a beast staring at its prey.

Lu Yinxi touched back

—Behind him is the edge of the bed, if you move back, you will fall down.

Getting too close, the cold fragrance lingers in the nostrils, Lu Yinxi pulls up the quilt to cover his chest, his heart thumping uncontrollably.

She opened her lips, wanting to ask something, hesitated for a moment, then swallowed the words back, and changed the subject: "You look at me like this, do you want to sleep with me?"

The author has something to say: Lu Yinxi: It is impossible for her to borrow something to express her feelings

Jane Qing: I am

Lu Yinxi: She looks at me like this, does she want to sleep with me?

Jane Qing: I am not

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