Chapter 87: dark

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The trainer won't know what her joke means to me.
She didn't even know how annoying I would be to make a joke with her own safety as a bait.
When the first sentence came to my ears, I was almost cold from the head to the feet for a while, and the smoldering smoldered in the bottom of my heart. I didn't want to say anything, I just wanted to pull away, but it seemed as if I had expected it. There was a pair of arms ahead behind me. Restrict yourself.
Then I heard the second sentence.
It's strange that because of the unpleasantness of the first sentence, it dissipated a lot after this second sentence.
Or because I understand, this child just wants to report one report at a time. She has an extreme temperament, either she doesn't care, and she cares about the baht. This is true since I was a kid, and I knew it a few times before. She must have suppressed the fire in her heart, but she never expected that she would end up in this way ...
Joking and mischief were originally thought to be missed from her. Previously, she only did similar things to her enemies. It was a cat-and-mouse-like malicious play. There was always a fatal purpose behind the play.
And behind this joke, is there any purpose other than expressing dissatisfaction? Does she want me to know what it means to worry, does it mean she cares about me as if I care about her? Don't even ...
Maybe ... think again ...
With a bitter smile, he shook his head slightly. Yes, the so-called caring of each other naturally meant only the safety layer.
"A daze and a shaking of your head, what are you thinking?" A voice sounded, within a short distance, with curiosity, and a moment before I remembered, a darkness didn't pose a problem for her.
Thinking about all the panic movements from the beginning fell into the eyes of Lianer, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
It was just that the mood was ups and downs, and now this little embarrassment can't make people react too much. On the contrary, the tense nerve is under the tossing back and forth. Strike.
Darkness surrounds people, puts them in, occludes the senses, and indulge in self. Moreover, at this moment, the emotions recede and exhaustion surges up, so I have to relax myself, when I give the body to her, there is no extra thought, there is just a little space anyway There is no tendency for the hands behind to relax, so it is very tiring to support.
Or it was because of this scheme that I was in a good mood, and I did n’t ask any more about the practice. I just took the person from the good, and patted me on the back, and I felt that she seemed to be in a strong position. Especially recently, I gradually started to take back the set I had treated her when I was a kid, and returned it to me one by one.
Such a finding really makes some people wonder what to do.
"Practice ..."
There was a silence in the dark for a while, but I couldn't help it: "Don't make such a joke, it's scary."
In the sound of gurgling water, she replied unwillingly, but added slowly: "Then you will not be in trouble again, otherwise you will not be allowed to scare me, but you will not be allowed. What makes you scary? "
"... that's not inability, I'm older than you ..."
Or the darkness is easy to make people wanton, knowing that this should not be mentioned, but still can't help but blurt out, this is from small to large, I emphasized this to her for the first time.
"What about seniority?" She was really upset, and even her voice was a little unconscious. It resonated in this narrow space, with a sense of trance: "Even if you are old, you are all indifferent. It ’s just a matter of being born a few years ago and worshipping a teacher first. What ’s so great about it? Well, you need to know who has the most skill in the end.

In fact, I did n’t know what was right before I said it. I listened to her for such a reaction, and I was even more silent. I thought about waiting for her to take the topic well, and I did something wrong. It's stupid, not to mention that she has been concerned about this since she was a child, and once it is aroused, it is trouble.
I did n’t know how to talk, but she still had a little movement on her hand, or she just felt good about taking a photo of her back. Now she took another two shots as she spoke, but unfortunately this is not the place, although the movement is quite light. , But still could not help but tremble slightly.
I realized that I was very good at controlling this tremor. Unfortunately, she was so keen on practicing, and immediately stopped talking, wondering, "... what happened?" When she asked, she could even feel that she lowered her head and breathed closer. Some more.
"It's nothing." I froze immediately, thinking of her being able to look at things in secret, so serious that she even stretched her expression.
There are indeed a few faint pains on the back, as well as on the hands. I bumped into it when I wanted to come down, but I did n’t want to know to the trainer in any way, because no matter how she responded, she did n’t want to. See, but even more reluctantly, on the inner "incapable" bill, she was involuntarily added one more.
I have also reflected on whether I have followed her too much, but everything has long been a habit. Practice is actually strong from an early age, but at that time, it only made people feel that they were coaxing a stubborn child.
From then until now, she is growing up, I know, but also ... I do n’t know, maybe this is the root cause of her dissatisfaction, right?
You can't see anything, it's really easy to be stunned, so when you're pretending, you look blank in the dark and stretch your expression for a while, then you unknowingly fall into your own thoughts.
So when I was surprised that some living thing got into the placket, I was really frightened!
I couldn't help but make a short cry, thinking that there was something in this shallow water, panic was about to turn over and struggle, who knew that the child was more stunned, but heard a voice near the ear impatiently, : "Don't move, what's the name, guilty conscience?" Then I realized that the living thing was nothing else, but her hand.
Understand, but my heartbeat can't calm down, and no one can calm down. One hand extends from the back of the neck into the placket, and the big one is on the back ... It slides, moves up and down, wet. Clear to the touch ... This is, in a sense, harder to accept than drilling into an unknown living creature!
"Exercise, what are you doing here? Very ... itching ... don't you be good?" I ca n’t make it, I have to move my body in a small range, and do unnecessary resistance, I ca n’t laugh or cry in my heart. I want to cry.
I think my face must be red and white, but I don't know if she can't see clearly.
But even if I can see clearly, I do n’t care about this person ’s temperament.
I have n’t heard you ’ll be itchy.
Sure enough, I just listened to the practice and responded in disapproval:
I have nothing to tell me, and I will Do your own investigation, you have to hide it, don't move. "
The place was too narrow and there was water. I leaned in her arms to be restrained everywhere. I couldn't help it. Listening to such a sentence really made me want to cry. Is it true that I can't live by myself?
At this moment, my heart was anxious and embarrassed. I was wondering if I should be frank, but my hands in the placket were cold and pressed against the shoulders, and a tingling came from the struggle. I was lacking in mental preparation A stiff body was a low hum, and I never dared to move at that time.
I didn't move, and the movements of the children suddenly became softer.
It became silent in the dark, and returned to the quietness of only the sound of gurgling water and breathing, without the sound of friction of clothing, because everything was wet, and the hands of the trainer quietly roamed, as if the tail was smooth and soft. Fish.
"Here." After searching for a while, her finger was on one of my vertebrae, then moved quickly, and the other two points, including the shoulder blades, were precise, and she said, "And, here and here Here, these three things are not right. They are hotter than elsewhere. They are obviously good when changing tonight. They are new injuries. "
"Hmm ..." Since the failure of the fencing, she has been in a state of seizure, and she did not expect that she could find it out in this way. Now she had to explain honestly: "Just hurry when I come down, 硌Two times ... bruising, it doesn't matter. "
In this regard, the trainer made a rude hum, could not hear the emotions, and the hand touching the back of the skin was still pressed lightly, but grabbed my right arm with the other hand, in one fell swoop. The sleeves naturally fell, and she glanced around, humming at the moment: "Sure enough, you are not afraid ... Do you want to break your bones again?"
I chuckled, and whispered, "Why ... this is the right side, but not the left side that was hurt before, let alone just scratch a little skin and don't worry ..." With that said, I wanted to pump out of anger. Back to the arm.
However, the wrist tightened suddenly, even a little painful.
My heart was startled secretly, and then I realized that I don't know when it will start, and the breath in the darkness will be much heavier.
"Exercise ..."? He screamed carefully, maybe it was the relationship, the strength on the wrist was lighter, but he held it firmly and did not release it.
The other hand was stroking as if unconscious, passing over the wound, and itching.
"Why don't you always understand?" I couldn't see the expression, but when the sound of Lian Er sounded in the darkness, it was obviously irritable, as if there was something that made her anxious: "Why do you always don't understand the power? You still taught me how to do it yourself? So recklessly exhausted, what would you do if there was something? Ah? "
Faced with this sudden temper, I opened my mouth, but finally chose to be silent, without explaining all the explanations.
Sure enough, that box didn't wait for my explanation. Even if she didn't explain the practice, she should understand that she might lose her temper for this, or not just for this.
"You are weak." There she said to herself, as if trying to express her feelings in her heart: "Although there are strong places, good places, but still weak, you should not be stubborn, Strong is strong, weak is weak. It is terrible to make a mistake. You only need to protect yourself. Who wants you to always worry about others? "
"Lianer, you are not someone ..." After hearing this, I couldn't help saying a word.
"But I want you to accompany me, not to worry about how to protect me all day!"
She let out a sigh of relief. After a moment, she let out a sigh of relief, and eased a little before she continued: "I do n’t want anyone to protect me, and you are not under my control. Who asked you to chase water in the sun? Who should not let me in the sand? Also, everyone only has a bag of water. Who do you want to save for? You do n’t drink it until now! "
"I ... drank ..." Maybe I was in a hurry to change the subject, and the ghost sent the gods away, and I lied: "You just didn't see it ..."
Feeling ashamed for this blurt speech, the trainee heard a pause and heard a sudden chuckle, the voice softened a lot: "Have you ever drunk?"
This change of attitude made her alarm bell a masterpiece. It was the prelude that she was really angry. There was no time to correct her mouth. With a light wrist, her right arm had to be taken off, but her jaw was tight, her head was fixed, and one finger. The pulse touched chapped lips.
"It's worse than before ..." Her breath was very close, with a smile, and she whispered softly: "Have you called drinking water? Huh?"
What's going on tonight? Can't help wailing in my heart, is it that I'm not right or I'm not good at practicing? She used to have a strong attitude from time to time, but she can always think of ways to deal with it, at least she can restrain it. Where is such a time of discretion? Is it really the relationship affected by the terrain and darkness here?
Thinking of not being able to continue so passively, he shook his head, but still couldn't get rid of the grip on the lower jaw, had to pout his mouth, made a slightly painful expression, and said earnestly: "Practice, don't do this, it hurts."
It really hurts. No matter how light the fingers of the trainer are, the dry and cracked lip on the lips will be extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh ..." I didn't know if she had observed the details, and the trainer responded. Although the jaw at the jaw was not loose, the pressure on the fingertips on the lips really disappeared.
One step succeeded, and before I figured out how to coax the next step, in the dark, there was something softer, I suddenly came up.
The soft, smooth, familiar breath rushed across, swiped nimbly, and rolled gently, so the chapped lips became stained with temperature and humidity.
"Doesn't it hurt?" She asked.
With his eyes wide open, there was a thick ink in his eyes, but his mind was blank.
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With a low fever, the second half of the chapter was written with a low fever ... so I do n’t know what I am writing ... OTL
You do n’t want to take action while the author ’s control is weak. (& Gt; ﹏
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