What happened in the summer of 2020

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One home actually had two bedrooms.

He lives in the master bedroom now, and there is no bed in the second bedroom, but there are faint traces of a bed once there.Now for the bench press and barbell.There were large dirty footprints on the white walls.There are several pots of dying flowers on the windowsill.Even the green radishes that are easy to grow have withered, and a certain person said that he had watered it.But obviously he did it in the wrong way. He may have poured the same amount of water on the pothos and the prickly pear. As a result, one was dying of thirst and the other was drowning.

I pinched the yellow leaves of the green radish and moved it to the balcony to replenish water.

Looking at the rain and mist and hazy tall buildings outside from the balcony, my mind instantly calmed down.

I feel that I shouldn't play with flowers and plants anymore. It may be kindness or troublesome to come to someone's house to tidy up things. I want to stop in moderation. (However, a certain house is a little neglected. Except for his own bedroom, which is still tidy, the rest of the rooms are like ruins)

I told a certain person that I was going to take a shower, and then listen to a novel to get sleepy.

He said he was going to play the game a little longer.

I figured I'd better fall asleep first.Just like the person who goes to bed last in the dormitory has to turn off the lights, if he has any ideas, please let him think about it himself.Even if I have the courage to stay in a strange man's house and try ignorantly on the verge of danger, I will still be an avoidant personality after all, so I just leave the initiative to him.

A certain bed is very large, 1.5 meters by [-] meters by visual inspection.

It was covered with gray quilted sheets, and there was only one set of bedding outside. A certain person took out pillows and an air conditioner from the closet and gave them to me.

I just lay down first.

Putting on the earphones and listening to the novel, I gradually fell asleep.

It just always feels insecure.

I got up and went to the bathroom once, and when I passed the living room, I found that a certain person was no longer in front of the computer, as if he had gone to the balcony.

I drank some water and finally fell asleep.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I still clearly remembered that I was in someone else's house, and I didn't dare to move around.

Taking advantage of the light outside the window, he spotted someone who was sleeping next to him, his breath was particularly long, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

I went to the bathroom again, came back and lay down again, but it didn't disturb him.

The room was so quiet.

Pressing his head on the pillow, he took a deep breath, and could still smell the jasmine in a certain hair.

It feels so natural and so unreal.Although sharing the same bed is just a literal meaning, and we have not surpassed anything, but why do you feel that many links are omitted in the middle?

Is it because he is too open-minded, and I have distracted thoughts?It's funny.

After listening to the novel for a while, I fell asleep in a daze.

This time I had a lucid dream.

In the dream, I went back to college time.

At that time, after self-study from the college at night, I often walked a long avenue back to the dormitory.The tree-lined avenue is very long, especially for me, when I often walk, I feel that the surrounding cafeterias and canteens are going to be closed. I feel that the people I meet occasionally on the road are exhausted, and I gradually feel sleepy.

In the dream, I was walking on that boulevard.

As I walked, my backpack became heavier and heavier, so I sat on a stone stool under the street lamp to rest.

Then the classmate Canghai whom I had a crush on came to me, and without looking up, I recognized him from his white sneakers and blue jeans.

He said: Why are you still here, go back to sleep soon.

I said: My backpack is too heavy.

He and I walked to the dormitory with one strap of our backpack.When passing the arch bridge on the artificial river, I saw someone passing under the arch bridge in a boat.

Cang Hai said: Those are the students in your class. They are going on a trip, and they all left by boat.

I just waved to the boat.

I went back to the dormitory with him and found that everyone was not there.

I fell asleep on the bed.

After sleeping for a long time, I opened my eyes and found that Cang Hai was still sitting by my bed, as if he had been sitting there since I came back.

I said: don't you go to sleep?

He said: I just drank tea and am not sleepy.

I said: Then let me chat with you.

He said: Can you tell me one of your secrets?

I said: What secret can I have.

When he heard me say that, he seemed very sad, and took out a cigarette and smoked it.

I said: When did you start smoking?

He said: Recently upset.

I said: Why are you upset, can you tell me?

He covered his face with a puff of smoke, and said in a low voice: I think I am perverted, I seem to like boys.

I half sat up, hesitated for a moment, and then told him: Actually, I am too.

He said: Really?

I nodded, a little embarrassed.

Then, he gently raised his hand to touch my face, and I felt very comfortable being touched by him.Then, he touched my quilt with his hand and teased it a few times.

Just at this stall, the exciting feeling made me feel so wonderful, but also so flustered.

I've regained a bit of sane consciousness, could this just be a dream?

But the stimulating feeling in the body still exists.

During this half-dream and half-awake period, the body under the quilt suddenly throbbed, and then, the beauty and panic all dissipated, and the person was fully awake.

I opened my eyes and heard a certain breathing was still long, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

I lifted the quilt lightly, trying to confirm it with a fluke, but it turned out to be a mess.

The front of the shorts was completely wet, and it had penetrated a large area of ​​the quilt.

The smell will spread to the whole room in no time!

I reached for a tissue, made a noise, and stopped quickly.

He got out of bed lightly, and took off the quilt. Fortunately, the fitted sheet was not wet.

I quietly carried the quilt to the living room, and cleaned up all the places that should be cleaned with paper towels.

I was looking for a hair dryer that I used yesterday. I was worried that it would be too loud, so I took the quilt and hair dryer to the balcony, but the balcony obviously didn't have a plug.Now that the sun is out, I think I should let it dry, maybe it will be dry in a while.

I wrapped the shorts in a trash bag, stuffed them in the trash, wiped myself down, and changed into the jeans I was wearing.

After half an hour, a certain one still didn't wake up.

I went to the balcony to look at the quilt, and it dried a little, but it left very suspicious marks.

I saw an ashtray on the window sill, and remembered that when I went to the bathroom last night, I found that someone was not in the living room, maybe he was smoking on the balcony.I can't help but think of that dream again.

ah!I don't think it's so easy to cover up this matter, as long as someone doesn't expose it in person.

Take it easy on yourself too.

I took the garbage bag with the shorts and other garbage downstairs to throw it away. Fortunately, I didn't meet the aunt who supervised the garbage sorting.Went out of the gate again to buy breakfast.

Back in a certain living room, I ate two steamed buns and drank a pack of soy milk, and then a certain came out of the bedroom and saw me sitting at the table in full dress, with erratic eyes.

I said: Are you awake?I just went downstairs to throw out the garbage, the summer garbage smells overnight.I also bought breakfast, this one is for you.I have to go back first, there are few people on the subway this time.Also, wasn't the quilt in my house wet yesterday? I plan to borrow your air-conditioning quilt.

A certain person stood at the door of the bathroom, struggling to digest so many words I said in one breath, and asked me with a yawn: "So urgent?"I'll drive you in a moment.

I said no need to bother, picked up the bag containing the air-conditioning quilt and left.

On the subway, I received a message from someone apologizing for not being able to drive me.

I said: Don't worry, treat me to dinner another day.

He said: Thank you for buying the buns.

I just sent a polite expression in the past, and he didn't think of asking about the air conditioner.

I came home with the quilt, and the neighbor heard me coming back and sent me my wet quilt.

That's it, I have two quilts to deal with!