summer fireworks

Yan Shu stared at her, just stared at her.

In the room where the lights were not turned on, only the sunlight leaking in from under the blackout curtains outlined Song Zhilin's face. Her face was like a soft plaster sculpture. At that moment, she stopped. Song Zhilin's breathing was very light, as if she was waiting for something. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like broken butterfly wings.

"Depend on."

Yan Shu straightened up, cursed, pulled his hair with his hands, and shouted in a rather self-defeating way:

"what can I do?"

"What can I do to you!"

"you owe me?"

Yan Shu bit his lip, trembling all over.

"What do you want to pay for what you owe me?"

She gestured up and down to Song Zhilin, shaking her head and looking at her.

"That's it?"

Yan Shu laughed, and said softly:

"You're insulting me."

Yan Shu felt that she knew Song Zhilin's meaning very well, it was nothing more than a tit for tat, asking her to leave a mark for Song Zhilin, something like this!Thankfully she figured it out!

Does she think that if this is the case, the affairs between them can be written off, and the rights will no longer exist?From now on, is there only a few encounters?

Yan Shu lifted her hair, revealing the mark, on her fair neck, a dark red tooth mark - or a scar, shocking.

Different from Alpha and Omega's mark, the mark between Alpha and Alpha is more like a wound left after a fight, it will bleed, it will hurt, the scab will fall off, and it will turn into a dark red scar.

For many people, the ugly tooth marks that cannot be seen by others, but for Yan Shu, it is a memory worth cherishing, a youth that is painful but unwilling to forget.

She pointed her finger on this mark, and said to Song Zhilin through gritted teeth:

"Get one for you too, and write it off, right?"

At the beginning, she wanted to leave the same mark on Song Zhilin, but Song Zhilin refused.

Yan Shu lost his temper a lot. Song Zhilin would definitely be willing when she was making such a fuss. Song Zhilin would let her do everything. I don't know why she was so stubborn about this matter. Yan Shu remembered that she was angry until the end, and Song Zhilin held her hands. Holding her hand, with stubborn eyes, he said in a blunt tone: "No. Only this is not allowed."

She asked, "Why?"

Song Zhilin said in a low voice, "Can't you let me do it once?"

She stopped there.At that moment, Song Zhilin's eyes frightened her, as if there was some hopelessness.

Perhaps in the days to come, Song Zhilin thought of this and felt that he owed her.

In this case……

Yan Shu thought viciously, then he would owe me forever.

"You think beautifully." Yan Shu said.

Song Zhilin sat up slowly, leaned towards her, reached out to pat her shoulder, but stopped halfway.

She withdrew her hand, sat down beside Yan Shu in an orderly manner, and said:

"That was not what I meant."

She wants to say something to Yan Shu, similar to that she just wants to make her happy, or she is willing—at least at this moment, she is willing to let Yan Shu do whatever she wants, in the slightly hot sun, with a little burnout After the hangover, she felt that she could not care so much, but the aura exuded by Yan Shu made her dare not say anything.

The smell of green grass became stronger, lost the freshness like dew in the morning, and showed a sharpness like a sharp blade. The pheromones pressed towards Song Zhilin aggressively. Song Zhilin's breathing was a little heavier, facing an Alpha attack with a strong meaning She subconsciously wanted to reverse the situation and overwhelm Yan Shu's pheromone, but there was a different kind of sweetness in this breath, which made her breathe a little harder.

It is a taste that belongs only to Yan Shu.

The only flavor that can make her heart move.

For a moment, Song Zhilin wanted to reach out and touch Yan Shu's fingertips, but in fact, she did the same.

When his fingers touched Yan Shu's fingertips, Yan Shu turned his head suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, and glared at her, his eyes were slightly red:

"Get out of my house now."

She lowered her head and stopped looking at Song Zhilin.A drop of tear fell, leaving a tiny spot of water on her nightgown.

She was in a trance for a while, and the faded memories reappeared in color. In those similar moments, Song Zhilin grasped a fragment.

Why are they always so ignited when they get along? Is it really because of the mutually exclusive nature between Alpha and Alpha?

However, Song Zhilin knew that she was indeed attracted to Yan Shu.

Song Zhilin stood up, found her bag from a pile of sundries on the sofa, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

When she was changing shoes at the door, Yan Shu suddenly stood up from the bed, rushed to her, grabbed her bag, threw it on the sofa, and said, "If you tell me to go, you really go!"

Song Zhilin couldn't laugh or cry, she thought Yan Shu had changed, but Yan Shu was still the same, she never said directly what she wanted, but waited for others to guess her intentions.

Ten years ago, she was still enjoying it, so it was quite interesting to coax Yan Shu to be happy.

Now, she just feels tired for a while.Why after so long, Yan Shu still felt that she would meet all her demands?Even if they have nothing to do with each other now.

Maybe all the young ladies are like this, they only need a look, and someone will give them what they want, but she is too lazy to accompany them.

Anyway, no matter what she did, Yan Shu would never be satisfied, so she might as well not do it in the first place.

"Sorry," Song Zhilin stood at the door, smiling softly, "I should go, I will have work later."

After all, she was going to change her shoes to get her bag, but Yan Shu grabbed her wrist.

Yan Shu's eyes were floating on the floor, and he spoke in a low voice:

"...Leave after breakfast."

Song Zhilin asked, "What?"

She heard it clearly, and just asked again with a smile.Some kind of tiny malice fermented in the air that she couldn't even detect. Song Zhilin watched Yan Shu's gradually embarrassed expression, and she felt a drop of water falling on her heart, which made her feel a little comfortable and a little painful.

"Let's go after breakfast."

Yan Shu took a deep breath, as if she had given up on something. When she said this, Yan Shu clearly felt that something was broken in her heart. It was a transparent, fragile and tough thing. What kind of shell did she come from? Breaking out of the ground, there seemed to be something different in the air.

She took out two slices of toast from the refrigerator, put them in the oven, lit the gas, fried an egg in a pan, put them on a plate, handed them to Song Zhilin, and said:

"It's not a few minutes before work."

Song Zhilin took the plate. It had a white background, delicate pink lace, and bread crumbs fell on it, giving it a strange feeling.

Biting this piece of egg toast, she suddenly felt that she and Yan Shu lived together. They had never been separated. According to their plan, they finished high school, went to college together smoothly, and then returned to B City, live together in this small house, share the same breakfast and dinner every day from morning to night, and fall asleep under the moonlight.

If only this were true.When she couldn't find Yan Shu, she had sketched these pictures in the middle of the night, secretly dreaming that one day she could have breakfast with Yan Shu in the room, but every morning when she woke up, there was nothing around her. one person.

It's just that when this scene really happened, Song Zhilin clearly realized that it was just an illusion, a luxurious illusion.

"Thank you."

After Song Zhilin finished eating that piece of toast, she put the plate into the sink, rolled up her sleeves, washed the plate, and said casually:

"Whatever you want, just say it."

"Stop talking nonsense."

"I'm too lazy to guess."

Her voice was very soft, with deep tiredness.

In an instant, Yan Shu seemed to see Song Zhilin standing in front of her, and Song Zhilin from many years ago slowly overlapping. The little timidity in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by overflowing exhaustion, and then Song Zhilin in front of her, her face was full of tears. Laugh connivingly.

However, that smile had a hint of sobriety, as if a question that he had been thinking about for a long time finally had an answer.

Yan Shu stared at her blankly, is this what Song Zhilin has always wanted to say?

So long ago, when faced with her childishness and willfulness, what she wanted to say but didn't say, accumulated into years of exhaustion, and finally came to this unresolved situation today. Song Zhilin stood in front of her. He didn't say anything, as if he was saying to her again:

"Stop it."

Stop it.

Her eyes and movements are all saying this sentence, this sentence she has always wanted to say, but has never said it.

Yan Shu suddenly panicked, and her long-standing unscrupulousness disappeared in an instant. She took a step forward, grabbed Song Zhilin's sleeve, and said, "Don't go."

Song Zhilin stopped, she looked down at Yan Shu's hand, and the illusion just now disappeared.

Yes.

It was her illusion.

They do not live together.They have long been separated.

This breakfast was just an accident, it was just that she was drunk and stayed overnight at Yan Shu's house.

"Yan Shu."

Song Zhilin's hand covered Yan Shu's, and it was a little cold, making Yan Shu tremble slightly.

"I'm leaving," she said.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself.

Originally, after the interview with Yan Shu, he should have an ordinary thank-you banquet, and never contact him again, only nodding politely at friends' gatherings.

However, not only did she choose a restaurant with a strong dating atmosphere, she even went to drink with Yan Shu and stayed overnight at her house after being hungover.

Can't find a reason.Can the ex-girlfriend be counted as a reason?I made such an unprofessional mistake.

Song Zhilin felt regretful, she shouldn't have anything to do with Yan Shu, that would only make things worse and run counter to her wish.

The illusion was always just an illusion, Song Zhilin walked towards the elevator, forcing herself not to look back, leaving Yan Shu behind.

Yan Shu stood at the door, watching her back.

Song Zhilin didn't look back.