What happened in the summer of 2020

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What to do eh?

Although I slept like a dead pig, I was still a little nervous.

After all, they are under the same quilt, how can they not leave traces?

It was getting late now, and the bright sunlight illuminated the entire room.

Everywhere is bright and bright, and there is nowhere to hide my little secret.

I went to the bathroom first, cleaned it up, got dressed, and was ready to run away at any time.Then I went back to the crime scene - I don't know if I was guilty, but I felt the smell emanating from the quilt.

I opened the window a crack.

Oh--there was a lot of noise outside.

Because it's past eight o'clock.

Fortunately, a certain sleep was really heavy, and he didn't move a bit—huh?Seeing him sleeping so deeply, I suddenly had a bold idea.

I gently tugged on the quilt, but there was no response from a certain person.

I pulled the quilt off his body, turned the quilt 180 degrees, and put it on someone's body again. The position where I covered it, the position where the trace was left, was planted on someone's body.

I'm so bad.But he is still a little complacent about his cleverness.

Won't my conscience hurt?

My conscience, I touched it——I suddenly found a bug—although the quilt covered one's body was wet, but one's shorts were still dry. This is obviously unreasonable, right?Wouldn't it be like fighting cattle across the mountain?

Why not make mistakes?

Make it real!

So I stretched out my sinful right hand towards a certain tent, trying to create artificial dreams for him.

Oh, got it—

This feel!

My brain froze instantly!

What am I doing? !

Am I going to go further and further down the road of crime!

I quickly withdrew my hand and exited the room, my heart beating wildly.It's the first time I've touched someone else's place!

Really, yes, too exciting!

I feel that with just one touch, I have completed all the emotional experience KPIs set at the beginning of the year.

However, I think I've gone a little too far.

But how?

It's really hard to get off a tiger, you can't turn the quilt back, can you?

I was really flustered with my heart beating, and it might be hypoglycemia in the morning, so I went downstairs to buy breakfast.

After buying breakfast, I think I should go up?

In the end, reason is still at work, and there must be a beginning and an end in doing things.

When I returned to a certain room, he was still asleep, so I quietly picked up the quilt and sprinkled some sweet soy milk on his tent——

Then, he quickly retreated to the living room and ate buns as if nothing happened.

After waiting for about half an hour, I heard movement in a certain room.

Maybe it's because I'm full and I'm more confident. I'm not as panicked as before.

A few minutes later, a certain came out, and I found that he had changed into a pair of shorts.

I was bad enough, I purposely glanced vaguely at his shorts twice, expecting him to blush, and the guy wasn't even a bit ashamed of what he had done.

I asked with a smile on my face: did you sleep well?

He scratched his head and said: It should be fine.

I said angrily: Should?

He shook his head and said, "I probably had a good dream, but I can't remember it clearly."

He went to brush his teeth and wash his face, then sat down at the dining table, picked up the soy milk, and looked puzzled.

I was a little sensitive and asked him what was wrong.

He said: This soy milk——

I said: I bought it downstairs, non-GMO.

He said: Have you ever drank this soy milk? Why did you unscrew it?

I said: I unscrewed it for you.

He just uttered an oh and drank it all up.

I said: You drive me back.

He said: Wait a little longer, the road is blocked now.

Is it blocked?I said: Is there a morning rush hour on Saturday?

He said: I have this area.

All right.I had nothing to do, so I went to another bedroom to look around. Now that the sun is full, this bedroom looks even more deserted, and there seem to be a few more big footprints on the wall than last time.Is a certain one practicing kicking?

I lay on the bench press and tried it out.Looking at the big barbell, I can push it up.

A certain person finished eating, wandered over and said: You can, see how many you can push.

In fact, it was okay for me to push the first one. After being praised by him, I could only push two more, wobbly.One came over to protect me.I suddenly remembered the embarrassing encounter in the gym that my neighbor once told me. At this time, a certain shorts were hanging above my head.I don't know if it's a guilty conscience, but I think I smell soy milk.

I said: Is your house rented?

He said: It is at home.

I said: Then why don’t you tidy it up, the wall needs to be painted, use environmentally friendly paint, such a good weather, the wind will lose the smell after a few days.

He said: Too much trouble.

Ok.

After chatting for a while, a certain one worked out for a while.

It was almost noon, and I said there was no traffic jam now, so he changed his clothes and went downstairs with me.

I don't like to sit in the co-driver, so I sit in the back row.

The car drove on the road, and I started talking for a while, and then I concentrated on swiping my phone.It may be that I have been in contact with a certain person a lot. I have relaxed around him, and my nerves are not in a tense state of social stress at all. Unlike when I get along with other colleagues, I always feel obliged to find something to say.

But the way I played with my phone in silence seemed to have misunderstood someone.

There is a red light that takes a long time to wait.

I looked up and looked outside, I was almost there, I glanced at the rearview mirror again, and met someone's gaze.

A certain gaze flickered and asked me: Did you sleep well last night?

I said: okay.

He said: Am I sleeping honestly?

Um?I suddenly understood why he asked such a question, but I didn't point it out out of kindness, and just looked at the rearview mirror with tea.