Liang Aiping did not dislike it and thanked her: "Yongsheng, thank you for taking me in. When I clean up the place tomorrow, I will cook the food myself to entertain you and express my gratitude."
Zhang Yongsheng waved his hand and said, "No, it's just for one night. You're welcome. You go to bed first. I live next door. If you need anything, just call me." After saying that, he turned around and left the room.
It was past midnight, so Zhang Yongsheng didn't delay any more. He took a quick shower in the bathroom and planned to go to bed. As soon as he reached the door of his parents' bedroom, he suddenly heard a scream coming from the next door. The sound was so shrill that it made his hair stand on end.
When he heard it was Liang Aiping calling, he calmed down, took a deep breath, and shook his head with a wry smile. What's wrong with this woman? Why does she scream so horribly in her nightmares? He walked quietly to the door of the room, opened the door and went in, where he saw Liang Aiping in the middle of a nightmare.
Perhaps out of fear, she didn't turn off the bedside lamp, and the light and shadow in the room fluctuated. Her hands were clawing in the air, she was screaming and begging for mercy, and she was already delirious. Her voice and the shadows left by her hands on the wall made the atmosphere in the room extremely strange.
Zhang Yongsheng scratched his head. His scalp was numb. What kind of trouble was this woman going to make? After watching for a moment, Liang Aiping suddenly shouted and sat up, almost hitting Zhang Yongsheng head-on. Her face was covered with sweat and her expression was terrifying. Zhang Yongsheng was also made a little nervous by her.
He sat on the edge of the bed and patted Liang Aiping on the shoulder. Liang Aiping woke up with an "ah" sound. She looked at Zhang Yongsheng blankly, breathing heavily, as if she had done a lot of exercise. Zhang Yongsheng sighed secretly and wiped the sweat from her forehead with the towel he used to wipe his head.
Liang Aiping looked at Zhang Yongsheng, forced a smile and said: "It seems that it still doesn't work. I have another nightmare. It's so scary!"
Seeing Liang Aiping in pain, Zhang Yongsheng felt inexplicably heartbroken and comforted: "It's okay, don't think too much. I'll pour you a glass of water and wait until you calm down before going to bed. I'll stay here with you, waiting. I'll go to bed after you have a good sleep."
Zhang Yongsheng went to the living room and poured a glass of warm water, adding two spoonfuls of sugar to it. He remembered reading in a magazine that drinking some sugar water could help him sleep. Although I don’t know if this argument is effective, it can be said that it is a dead horse. Otherwise, Liang Aiping would make a big fuss and he would not be able to sleep well.
Liang Aiping took the water glass, took a big sip, took a few deep breaths, and her heartbeat gradually slowed down. She lay down under Zhang Yongsheng's comfort, covered herself with a thin quilt, and slowly closed her eyes. Zhang Yongsheng sat next to her, looking at her beautiful face, with thoughts in his mind.
After a while, Liang Aiping seemed to have fallen asleep and her breathing was relatively steady. Zhang Yongsheng stood up gently. Just as she took a step forward, Liang Aiping's voice came to her ears again: "Yong Sheng, didn't you say you were here to stay with me? Why are you going back to sleep now?"
Zhang Yongsheng had a headache and sighed: "I thought you were asleep. Just keep sleeping and leave me alone. You keep looking over at me. It's strange that you are sleeping soundly."
Liang Aiping thought for a while and said, "I feel very uncomfortable with you sitting here, and I am always worried that you will leave. How about you go to bed, and I will hold you to sleep, and I will feel at ease."
Zhang Yongsheng scratched his head and said awkwardly: "Aunt Liang, this is not good. You and I are different between men and women. Isn't it a bit too much for us to do this..."
Liang Aiping said pitifully: "I can't help it, but I have nightmares when I close my eyes. It's really unbearable. And I'm not afraid of this, so what are you afraid of?"
Zhang Yongsheng hesitated for a moment and said tangledly: "It's not that I'm afraid of anything, I just feel it's inappropriate. It's the same with me sitting here. What do you have to be afraid of?"
Liang Aiping sat over, took Zhang Yongsheng's arm, and begged: "I'm just an ordinary woman, and I can't endure killing as much as you men. Just do it and help me."
It is a lie to say that Zhang Yongsheng is not moved by Liang Aiping's proposal. He is at a young age and has no resistance to beauty. Liang Aiping's appearance had already made his mouth dry. He suppressed the desire in his heart and was able to linger with her for so long.
But considering the relationship between the two, he always retained his last sanity. If he really wanted to sleep on the same bed with the other person, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to bear it. As long as the last layer of window paper is punctured, what happens next can no longer be stopped.
And what troubles him the most is that if something happens, he won't be able to explain it to his parents. His parents were freight station employees. The company went bankrupt two years ago, so the couple took out a loan to buy a second-hand large truck, which they used to transport goods all year round. When his parents found out about this, he didn't even know how to explain it.
But he really couldn't bear Liang Aiping's current situation. The thought of pity for the beauty made him a little soft-hearted and hesitant to Liang Aiping's proposal. And Liang Aiping's pitiful appearance really moved his heart. He was only sixteen years old, how could he withstand such a test?
After a while, Zhang Yongsheng gritted his teeth and agreed to Liang Aiping's request. But Zhang Yongsheng made a request, not sleeping under the same quilt. He brought another thin quilt and the two of them slept separately. This can not only put Liang Aiping at ease, but also avoid over-stimulating his poor bottom line.
So the two slept on the same bed openly, and the bottom line was broken layer by layer. Liang Aiping didn't seem to care. She took the initiative to stretch out her arms from the quilt and put her arms around Zhang Yongsheng's neck, acting very intimately. Zhang Yongsheng was so embarrassed that he could only turn his back to Liang Aiping and take a deep breath to calm himself down.
After a while, Liang Aiping gradually fell asleep. I don't know if Zhang Yongsheng played a role. She slept peacefully this time, and she didn't have nightmares anymore. On the contrary, Zhang Yongsheng couldn't sleep. He smelled Liang Aiping's body fragrance, and his mind was racing with thoughts, but his body had some reactions.
Zhang Yongsheng took a deep breath to suppress the desires in his heart. He recalled that when he killed someone for the first time, he was so nervous that he even dried the saliva in his mouth. It took him a while to clear his head of thoughts and fall asleep.
Zhang Yongsheng slept very restlessly that night, and all kinds of strange dreams appeared in his mind like movie scenes. Coincidentally, these pictures were of various women. Their appearance was very vague, but they all gave him a familiar feeling. As the dream changed, Zhang Yongsheng frantically chased the woman in his dream. The woman chuckled, her expression charming and full of temptation.
Zhang Yongsheng suddenly discovered that the woman looked very much like Liang Aiping, and the more she looked, the more similar she became, and he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. The dream also stopped and he woke up.
