Before Su Xiaoqiang opened her eyes, she smelled a faint scent of milk. Her nostrils narrowed slightly and she let out a low hum while exhaling at a steady pace. She curled up on the bed and raised her head slightly to open her eyes. It was because of this small movement that her eyes suddenly touched the ray of sunlight cast on the edge of the pillow, and she couldn't help but let out a moan.
The screen of the charging mobile phone next to the pillow is black, and the set alarm does not go off. Because of the Darwin (crossed out) and Tyndall effects, you can clearly see the shape of the sunlight pouring in from the gaps in the curtains, and the particle-like dust in the light The passage formed was shining brightly, and the girl's naked neck to collarbone, which was half-hung by a cool quilt on the soft bed, diffused a pure white light.
Su Xiaoqiang sat up hazily, stretched out, and the half-length cold quilt wrapped around her body fell down involuntarily, allowing the air from the air conditioner opposite the bed to blow on her chest without any hindrance. The wind slid along the clearly shadowed waistcoat line under the light, and the coolness and touch in the deeper areas made her realize that she was naked, so she subconsciously raised her left hand and hugged her chest, and rubbed it with her right hand. The inner corners of his eyes were trying hard to organize his little head, which was a little confused because of the hangover.
Hypotension and hypoglycemia are already considered normal conditions for this girl. Even if these minor symptoms are prevented from affecting her normal life with the help of medication, at the occasional moment like getting up on an empty stomach in the morning, her blood volume is insufficient and her movements when getting up are difficult. Maybe if you go too fast, you still can't help but feel confused, your head will be dizzy, and everything in your sight will be ghosted.
But it’s good to be a little confused sometimes.
In the room that was dyed a faint golden color by the ray of sunlight, everything had unclear shadow outlines. All the refracted light sources in the field of vision showed octagonal diffuse spots in the pupil retina that could not effectively focus the light, like Golden hydrangeas bloomed one after another around the only boy standing upright.
The smell of milk became stronger, and Su Xiaoqiang sniffed unconsciously again. With steady breathing, her blood pressure began to return to normal. Her eyesight also focused normally, and she saw clearly the boy with a bare upper body and a pair of khaki loose tapered pants standing in front of the coffee machine. Before frothing milk.
Su Xiaoqiang saw that the only light source coming in from outside the curtains fell on the white sheets and diffused the shimmering light, thickly shading the well-proportioned back muscles of the boy's back, making those contours and lines more three-dimensional and beautiful. .
Analyzing this body from the perspective of human body aesthetics is undoubtedly the most suitable for the general female aesthetic. From top to bottom, the size and shape of the teres major to the latissimus dorsi appear to be extremely symmetrical in the relaxed state, and they are connected into one piece when stretched. The back muscles take on the shape of wings after being squeezed; considering the flexibility of the neck and head, and the fact that the owner of this body does not need muscles to increase the ability to resist blows, the trapezius muscle may not be too developed. But it's a little bigger; the erector spinae muscles in the "Christmas tree" part of the lower back are also well-trained, and the depth of the midline outlined by the muscles on both sides makes it feel like you can swim up a few small fish for viewing after the water is stored.
"One point too much is too much, one point too little is too little" is usually used to describe women, but now it seems to be just right when used to describe this boy. Ms. Ann Blackwell, who examined Lin Nian at the Cassel College Medical Department, described his body this way: “Although this body lacks the pectoralis major muscles that were born from female hormones like Caesar Gattuso. , but at least he was also born to benefit women—playing and protecting, each has its own strengths."
When normally dressed, Lin Nian, who was known as a war machine, did not look like a muscular man like Caesar Gattuso. His body shape was similar to that of Chu Zihang and most of the field operations specialists of the Executive Department. That is, the limbs are normal (relative to the back), the back muscles are particularly developed, and the chest muscles are not prominent in comparison, but they have lines and contours. Because overly large chest muscles will affect the speed of punching during fighting, so the chest muscles are more resistant to fighting when pursuing endurance. .
Looking down at the legs covered by khaki trousers, the back and side chains of the muscles below must be strong and powerful, while the front side is dominated by self-weight explosive power and endurance. The overall look is like lines made of steel, and the muscle groups are spindle-shaped. , has a sense of speed, is strong but does not affect joint mobility.
Specialists with this type of body shape always dress to look thin, but when their shirts are torn off due to fighting, their backs are revealed to be suffocating due to congestion caused by strenuous exercise. They are the kind of back that is only grown for fighting and killing. Every strand of muscle is like a rope hanging around the enemy's neck.
But who said this body can't be used to show off?
The girl's eyes crawled up the broad back inch by inch. There was a place in the girl's heart that itched, and even the blood pores all over her body relaxed slightly, as if she was breathing hard. The area in front of her once belonged to her, and is now belonging to her. of beauty.
The sense of protection brought by the strength and beauty of the boy's body makes the infant either melt into it completely, or become rebellious and want to eat him bit by bit from the soft inside of the body.
Su Xiaoqiang stared blankly at the red marks on the boy's neck and shoulders in the distance, as if he had indeed eaten... But he remembered that he was in a clean state after being put to bed yesterday. Why was there lipstick... Hmm, don’t you forget to call a timeout and put on your makeup in that situation?
My head is still a little confused, my blood sugar is low, my blood sugar is low, but my blood pressure and heart rate seem to be starting to rise steadily.
The steam wand, which is just deep enough but not too deep, makes a subtle squeaking sound, heating the rotating pure white milk. The warmed milk aroma becomes more intense. The boy lifts up the inverted vat to fully mix the milk foam, and finally follows. Easily extract the concentrated coffee latte art on the side.
Su Xiaoqiang pulled the cool quilt and leaned against the soft bedside behind her with her legs slightly bent and thinking wildly. The boy turned around with the prepared latte coffee and put it on the cabinet beside the bed. He then picked up the rinse aid from the bathtub. Ju leaned over and said, "Open your mouth."
Su Xiaoqiang opened her mouth obediently, squinting lazily and asking her boyfriend to deal with her personal hygiene problems - men always appear so tender and close the next morning, as if they also know the sins they committed against women last night. Another way is needed to repay, even though this joy belongs to both parties.
Occasionally, the toothbrush bristles would touch the soft tongue, which would make Su Xiaoqiang giggle in confusion. Then, her boyfriend would gently hold her chin and lift it up to brush the inner area carefully. She squinted and looked at it. A ray of sunlight casts a shadow on the boy's forehead hair, which is clearly visible on the eyelashes, and he unconsciously makes a childish sound like "ah" when a child looks at almonds.
If other girls saw this scene, they would probably try to beat themselves into cement paste and make them into plastic piles, right? But what if I saw Lin Nian doing this to another girl? Maybe she will also find a way to make that girl into a cement pile and drive her into a pile, right?
After rinsing his mouth, Su Xiaoqiang with a dark look took the latte and asked: "What time is it?"
Lin Nian took a cup of American iced coffee and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He stretched out his hand and pulled open the curtains and blackout cloth, then retracted the blinds to reveal the sparkling Chicago River in the sun.
"11:10, it's 11 now." He glanced at the wall clock in the corner that was not illuminated by light. "I turned off your alarm and set five 9 o'clock alarms to ring every 10 minutes. Isn’t it a little too much?”
"I sleep a lot, you don't know." Su Xiaoqiang tried to comb her raised bangs, but in the process she got a disapproving answer, "...Well, who knows?"
Su Xiaoqiang raised her head and saw Lin Nian by the window, gently wiping the red marks on his shoulder with his left hand. This action suddenly aroused Su Xiaoqiang's memory, and she gradually remembered that these marks did not seem to be left after the bathtub was placed on the bed... But it was left again when I woke up in the middle of the night!
Whether it was me taking the initiative or the other party taking the initiative... I can't remember clearly, but at that time I seemed to have vaguely wanted to be more beautiful so that the other party could have a better experience, so I used the name of going to the toilet to make up for it. Put on makeup and then...
"Wow." Su Xiaoqiang suddenly buried his head into the quilt between his legs. He raised the coffee in his right hand high because he was afraid of spilling it. From a certain angle, this ostrich seemed to be acting quite divinely. Is it physical or psychological.
Why do you need to touch up your makeup? There were no lights on at night! What’s the point of applying makeup? (The blonde girl who watched the whole thing: It still makes sense, after all, your little boyfriend can see at night!)
After a few minutes of self-humiliation and disgust, Su Xiaoqiang suddenly raised his head and took a sip of coffee, then tried to change the subject: "Great coffee!"
"The cocoa beans provided by the hotel have a strong cocoa aroma. If you like them, I can ask the hotel if you can buy some and take them back to the college." Lin Nian was very considerate of his girlfriend, who was blushing so much that she looked like she had a heat stroke.
"I mean the coffee you brew is good, not the cocoa beans." Su Xiaoqiang raised his glass and reiterated his argument seriously.
"The coffee is ground by a coffee machine, and I only frothed the milk."
“Milk foam and latte art are also important factors in whether the coffee tastes good or not!”
"Well..." Lin Nian, holding a cup of coffee and leaning against the sunny window, thought about it carefully and finally nodded, "Then I accept your compliment."
"How can it be called Yimei? This is called a compliment that is just right!" Su Xiaoqiang took a big sip of coffee, raised her thumbs up and completely dismissed the previous topic that made her blush. She didn't even notice the milk foam on her lips. A lovely white line underneath.
"Learned it from Susie. She said that making a fresh cup of coffee for the person next to you in the morning is what couples should do." Lin Nian sipped his coffee and turned his head to look at the sunshine, which was so good that it made his eyes hurt. The sun touches the blue Chicago sky.
"So that's why our Lionheart president has a cup of coffee on his desk every morning?"
"It's not the same thing." Lin Nian thought for a while and rejected Su Xiaoqiang's teasing gossip out of some considerations.
"How come it's not the same thing?" Su Xiaoqiang's chest was covered with a cold quilt, and his right hand holding the latte was straightened and resting on his bent knees. His left hand was draped over his right arm, and his whole face was leaning on the right side. Over his shoulder, he looked at Lin Nian, who was shirtless in the sunshine by the window.
Lin Nian thought about the wording and said, "Chu Zihang didn't mean that, unlike me and you."
Unlike you and I who really like each other, Chu Zihang doesn't like Susie, which is the hottest relationship between men and women.
Lin Nian didn't say this sentence completely, but he knew that the smart girl understood what he meant. Those slightly cruel words are better left in the mouth and stomach. Saying them is like spitting out a nail. Even if no one steps on it, the nail is still a nail, piercing and glaring.
"But he didn't refuse directly, right? Just like you before, aren't you worried about something?" Su Xiaoqiang's tone gradually softened.
"You are speaking for Su Qian." Lin Nian analyzed the logic of Su Xiaoqiang's statement and got the answer, "Because she has been your roommate for a while, so you want her secret love to have results."
"Secret love? If Lu Mingfei's secret love for Xiao Wenqing is also called secret love!" Su Xiaoqiang's examples are always spicy and straightforward.
"Well, Chu Zihang knows that Su Qian likes him." Lin Nian nodded to help Chu Zihang admit, "I asked him about Su Qian, and his answer was that he does need her, but he doesn't like her. on the emotions of men and women.”
"Isn't this just..." Su Xiaoqiang swallowed the last two words as a conclusion, because she knew that Lin Nian didn't like others speaking ill of his friends.
"Is it necessary to stay away completely because you don't like it? The connection between people is not limited to romance. In addition to secret love and being secretly loved, they also have the president and vice president of the Lion Heart Club, fellow swordsmen exchange groups, and baking friends. The relationship between the producer and the taster, the pen pal of the paper letters, etc." Lin Nian knew what Su Xiaoqiang wanted to say, and just sipped the cold and bitter American style in the cup, "Susie doesn't want Chu Zihang to avoid her everywhere, right? Even if She knows that Chu Zihang doesn't like her. But she hopes to keep trying until the stone blossoms."
"There must be a crack in a stone to allow something beautiful to grow from it, right?" Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but sigh.
Although it was very rude, Su Xiaoqiang thought that the cold-faced boy was really as praised by the students of Kassel College. He was an ascetic with a clear mirror and perfect clothes. Perhaps these qualities would be compared to the lion-hearted Huihui who was determined to slay the dragon. His body is almost perfect and makes people feel at ease, but if it is placed on Chu Zihang who is in the right period of love, it would be quite a tragedy for the girl who likes him... It was so tragic that Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but take another sip. Latte, in fact, she also sentenced Susie's love affair to death in her heart, but she never spit out these nails.
"Maybe she will give up in the end." Lin Nian whispered.
"I don't think so." Su Xiaoqiang immediately retorted, with bright eyes, "Susie... will never give up! Even if she may say some insincere words in frustration, she will never give up in her heart. I will give up. If one day, I mean if one day! Su Qian no longer launches an offensive against Chu Zihang, then it must not be that she doesn’t like Chu Zihang, but that she is worried that she will really annoy him, so she takes the initiative. Keep your distance.”
"Then what?"
"Then...then until Chu Zihang made a new girlfriend, fell in love and got married in front of her, he also sent her wedding invitations, asked her to be a bridesmaid, and let her watch Chu Zihang and other women bless everyone. We kissed under her eyes, exchanged rings, crushed her last obsession with the soles of high heels, and then poured it down from the top of the champagne tower to the unnoticed glass in the corner for her to drink, and then gave up completely?" Su Xiaoqiang said these words almost without pause.
"Have you ever rehearsed this rhetoric..." Lin Nian couldn't help but glance at Su Xiaoqiang.
"Ah, no, there must be no." Su Xiaoqiang twisted her snow-white neck to avoid Lin Nian's strange gaze.
"It's so cruel. Is the world of you girls so cruel?"
"This is not really cruel!"
Su Xiaoqiang's tone suddenly softened and he looked away, "The real cruelty is when you hear that the person you like has a female (boy) friend, but you can't determine the authenticity of this matter. In the end, you are waiting with possibility and hope. Until another day, you hear someone say that the person you like is getting married. You ask everywhere and finally only get a wedding photo. The boy is handsome and the girl is beautiful, but he ( The people around her are not you."
"From that moment on, when you look at the person in the photo, you will feel strange. It has never been so strange. It feels like the person you like and the person in the photo are two different individuals. The person in the photo is the person in the photo. The person you like is the person you like. The person in the photo is hugging her (his) lover, that is someone else, someone who has nothing to do with you in your life; and the person you like is probably dead, but he (She) will stay with you forever, but as a rotten corpse in your heart, he (she) will rot there forever, and may also grow in the soil as fertilizer for your next love affair. New flowers come out, but he or she is always there, dead and rotten.”
At the end of her speech, Su Xiaoqiang found that the sunlight in front of her was blocked. She turned around and smelled a scent, the scent of a boy. He stood by the window and leaned over to kiss her lips gently. She looked at the boy approaching. Ji Chu's eyes were not closed, he just turned his head and kissed her hard, then leaned his head back on the soft bed, "Don't spill the coffee."
Lin Nian sat on the edge of the bed holding a coffee cup and picked up the scattered underwear on the floor, "If you drink with Lu Mingfei, he will teach you bad things."
"His acidity will not infect me." Su Xiaoqiang hummed in a low voice, "Don't forget that I am also a member of the literary club! Although I only provide funds for activities, some of the books recommended by Xiao Wenqing I I still read a few. Duras, Zhang Ailing and Xiao Hong..."
"I would rather you watch "Dragon Raja" serialized by Caesar on Impurity than watch works that will affect your mood. The doctor said you need to maintain a good mood." Lin Nian said.
"It's okay. If you kiss me a few more times, I'll feel better." Su Xiaoqiang was happy, and then she was even happier when she saw Lin Nian coming up to her. But in the end, she didn't get the kiss, but got the itchy flesh that was attacked, making a fuss. They almost spilled coffee on the bed, but the little goddess didn't care about the cost of bedsheets. Originally, they had to ask the front desk to change new sheets today.
Enough was enough, the alarm on Lin Nian's cell phone rang. The 11:30 alarm was a meaningless alarm for students and office workers, but for tourists traveling during the holidays, this time was just right. Represents the beginning of a good day. The alarms set by Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei, Xia Mi and Xia Wang were also at this time. This was the time they had agreed to go out for fun yesterday.
"Wake up, I still have plans today, including going to a blues concert in Grant Park, swimming at the best beach on the curved shore of Lake Michigan, and visiting the Chicago Museum before going into retreat." Lin Nian was exclaimed by Su Xiaoqiang. After tearing off her quilt, it was hard not to doubt whether he did it on purpose under the girl's red face. It was only at this time that some of the boy's weak spots were revealed.
After lingering for several minutes on the question of whether or not she needed her boyfriend to help her put on underwear, the two of them finally got dressed. There was a knock on the door from Chu Zihang, but Lin Nian troubled her again. Wait for them for a while. Because next, Lin Nian had to help Su Xiaoqiang comb her hair, rinse and dry it. After living together for a period of time during the summer vacation, and having helped Lin Xian deal with the same problem before, he was already very skilled.
After taking care of everything, Lin Nian, who was wearing a white T-shirt with a "white tee?" print, pinned his sunglasses on his collar. He turned to look at Su Xiaoqiang, who was wearing short jeans, a strapless white T-shirt, and sunglasses on her forehead. As he passed by, he lifted up the strapless part of the T-shirt. Su Xiaoqiang turned around and stuck out his tongue with an expression of a successful prank.
Before going out, Lin Nian suddenly said: "I have a question about Susie's previous topic."
"What?" Su Xiaoqiang tried to tie a beautiful knot at the waist of the T-shirt.
"Do you think it would be a good ending for her to completely forget about Chu Zihang?"
Su Xiaoqiang paused, raised his head, looked at Lin Nian, and shook his head, "No."
"Is it going to be a happy ending, or does it mean something else?"
"I won't forget it."
"Even if it's 'hypnosis'?" Lin Nian looked at Su Xiaoqiang and asked.
He didn't go into too much detail, but those who truly understood the past events between Lin Nian and Su Xiaoqiang would definitely understand the deeper meaning of Lin Nian's words.
"I won't forget it." Su Xiaoqiang nodded affirmatively. She raised the sunglasses on her forehead with her right hand, walked up to Lin Nian and poured some water on the corner of his mouth. Then she turned towards the door, "Girls like Su Qian Son! Even if the whole world forgets Chu Zihang, she will definitely not forget it! After all, she is Susie! She loves someone so passionately, even if the whole world’s memory of Chu Zihang is buried in the snow , there are always a few fires burning under the snow, and Susie must be the one burning brighter!"
The sound of brisk footsteps from far to near came from outside the door, and then there was a greeting full of energy and spirit. She said good afternoon, senior brother, are you here listening to the corner or are you working as a doorman? The big boy outside the door said he was just waiting for Lin Nian and Su Xiaoqiang to get dressed. Then the girl became even more excited, grabbing the big boy and talking non-stop, but the other party was not bored. He answered every question the girl asked. He was more like the front desk of a hotel than a senior brother, and would always answer all questions politely.
Su Xiaoqiang opened the door and got out before the conversation outside became outrageous. Lin Nian saw Chu Zihang and Xia Mi chatting through the crack in the door. The girl was chattering around the boy, and the boy was like a stone, letting the questions come to him. Raindrops hit her body, and her eyes never focused. Just like the dull stone statues on Sakura Island looking into the distance, they never look up to see the raindrops in the sky, because their eyes are the shallowest part of their bodies. If those raindrops get into the gap, a crack will appear, moistening the eyes. Entering the withered seeds inside, it is naturally foreseeable that flowers will bloom from the eyes, right?
...But in the end, when was that seed put into the stone?
No one knows.
Lin Nian took the room card and put it in his pocket with both hands, and walked out of the room at Su Xiaoqiang's wave. When he greeted everyone, he said quietly in a voice that no one could hear: "... Fire prevention, theft prevention, junior sister Su Qian. "Even if the vice-president who had already wanted to meet the president of the Lionheart Club earlier and arrived at Kassel College a few days before the railway workers' strike could not hear these words.
In front of the desk in the president's room of Norton Hall, a girl with long black hair in a dark green summer school uniform suddenly raised her head. Looking back, she only saw the dandelions blown by the wind on the windowsill, and the clear water and blue sky in the distance hiding the shadows of the Chicago mountains.
...I feel a little uneasy.
Looking at the dizzying horizon where the weather was so good, she took a sip of coffee and touched another cup of latte coffee on the table that had long lost its temperature and was probably wasted. There was a picture of change on the coffee cup. A smiling face, waiting for the boy it wants to greet.
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