Chapter 5: Fifth day

【32】
Because I have severe social phobia and some psychological problems, I am not very talkative. Recently I am going to a nursing home for an internship and I have to meet a lot of people, so I am scared.
Mr. Ling has always comforted me: "Don't be afraid, just tell me what happens, and I will help you complain. I will protect you, so don't be afraid."
I shrank under the covers and refused to come out, and muttered, "But it's terrible."
"I have always been with you, what are you afraid of? Just have fun, your mission is only to play."
Although I want to say "guarantee to complete the task", but still a little melancholy, "then can I eat fried chicken chop and dumplings?"
"No!"
I covered my chest and groaned, "What can I do tomorrow, I can't relax without eating chicken chops..."
Reluctantly, Mr. Ling compromised and said, "Well, you eat."
The chicken chop and dumpling plan was successfully completed!
【33】
When Ling Jun came home, he would touch my forehead first and muttered, "No fever, very good."
Then he leaned close to my cheek, and just before the kiss was about to fall, he suddenly reined in the cliff and asked in a bad tone: "Eat oranges?"
I hesitated: "How do you know?"
"Smell it."
【34】
Walking down the street with Mr. Ling, I suddenly pointed to the front and said, "There is a garbage truck ahead. Let's go around on the left."
Ling Jun glanced at me in surprise and replied: "My little baby can't be so smart, just say, who are you?"
I was speechless.
He suddenly chuckled, squeezed my wrist, and said slowly: "Then let me verify it?"
Obviously I want to take this opportunity to do "illegal" things, this ugly hooligan!
【35】
Let me talk about something that the girl is pounding when I think about it now.
Mr. Ling rarely kisses me, nor is he unkind. He feels that kissing is prone to various bacteria. For example, when kissing when his lips are chapped, he may touch his blood; or when I have mouth ulcers, I kiss. The bacteria in his lip cavity will infiltrate my wound and cause some diseases; or if he catches a cold, the virus exchanges to form a new virus or the like.
There are countless things that this man worries about, and thinking about everything a little bit has become the current dilemma.
I went to eat sushi yesterday, and I complained to him: "You didn't even kiss me! It's been a long, long time!"
Mr. Ling was vague: "No chance."
"How come there is no chance? There is no one in the park, aren't they all opportunities? You just don't want to!"
He seemed to be unable to take me, and pulled me to the bench on the side to sit down. I didn't do it directly. Instead, I played with me for a while. I suddenly stroked the back of my ear with my rough thumb, and then kisses followed one after another, from the cheek and the tip of the nose to the lips.
I'm also very good at talking, and I immediately persuaded me when I did something serious. Shrinking his neck, shoving, "There are many people here."
He smiled nonchalantly: "Didn't you say you are not afraid? They are all lie?"
"No more anyway."
"not enough."
"I said I don't want it..."
【36】
When I first fell in love with Ling Jun, the access control was very strict and there was almost no chance to go out.
Once, when I went to the cinema to watch a show through the Dongfeng of the cram school, I had the opportunity to meet Ling Jun.
We left the scene very early. It rained outside, so we brought an umbrella, and Ling Jun helped me to walk into the rain curtain.
Maybe it’s a rare opportunity. I don’t know when we meet again next time. Mr. Ling suddenly took me to an alley where few people pass by. Behind him is a wall wet with rain. The rain curtain fell and splashed water. Smashed into the socks, it was chilly.
Ling Jun didn't dare to press me against the wall, so he could only pull me into his arms stiffly, lower his head, and drop a kiss.
The sound of rain outside covered the rush of footsteps, and was covered by a black umbrella. No one discovered the little secrets of the two of us that could not be said inside the umbrella.
They are all young people, love is like strong wine in their throats, all the way formidable, burning to the heart, you can't drink it anymore.
I just remember holding hands for a long time before he was willing to let me go.
【37】
When I first fell in love with Lingjun, I was only in the early 16s. One was too young, and the other didn't understand love. I was afraid of letting go, and liked the new and disliked the old, and was afraid of the promise that Ling Jun said "Since I'm in love, I will get married in the future." I always feel that the good days are not over yet, and setting it too early is purely killing time.
So before we talked for a month, I broke up with Ling Jun.
As soon as the voice fell, Ling Jun looked up in amazement, glanced at me without saying a word, tears fell.
Men crying is not the same as a girl crying. There is no sobbing and no other reaction. It's just tears falling down, turning around to escape, not wanting me to see it.
I only feel distressed. It seems that I accidentally hurt Ling Jun like this. It was only at that moment that I realized that the delicacy of men is never weaker than that of girls, or even more sensitive. They prefer the entanglement between lovers. .
I hurriedly coaxed him: "Don't break up, don't break up, don't cry, okay?"
Ling Jun didn't say a word, and I held his face again and humorously persuaded him, "It's really irresponsible, so don't be sad."
At that time, I still had a sense of accomplishment-I felt that I was still a child, so I hurt the grown-up tall boy to the point of crying. It should be because I was more comfortable in love and knew more than him, with a good rhythm. Good.
Thinking about it now, it should just be that Ling Jun loves me deeper than me.
As he said: "I don't know what I like about you. I know that you are a blank sheet of paper at this age. I have never experienced anything. If I break up in the future, I must be more injured. Or maybe I taught you well since I was a child. In the end, you are full of wings and realize that others are good, but you still followed others. It hurts to think about it. The little sister who was raised by one hand was finally taken away by others."
Fortunately, I still miss Ling Jun's goodness. I don't like the new and dislike the old just because it is the first love, and want to taste love with other people.
This is not good the first time in love, can't stand loneliness, and be curious about the outside world in every way. One of the two must mature first and give guidance, otherwise the chance of a first love's death is very high, and will be strangled in the infancy anytime and anywhere. But on the other hand, the person who took this step first had to endure far more winds and waves than the other lover who was sheltered.
I understood this principle much earlier than ordinary people, so I can stick to it and bear fruit.
There are thousands of good people in the world, but if you want to say the right people, you will never meet a few in a lifetime. Despite this, please don't panic.
As long as you wait patiently, the best teenager will meet you by chance during the long years.
The author has something to say: It’s cold today, so why not drink chicken soup?
Cao Deng and Ling Jun are not foreign students, they are settled in Italy, but their nationality is still Chinese.
Don’t ask other three-dimensional questions. Cao Deng doesn’t want to expose everything. Leave some space for each other and just read the text~