Chapter 94: Quite fragrant

Chapter 94
The tent was dim and dim, and the light came in through the gap, blurry, and the people inside could vaguely see each other's faces.
Shen Mo said: "Close your eyes."
Bai Youwei closed for a while, then opened again, "How do you know if I didn't close my eyes if you didn't close?"
Shen Mo was not surprised at her tricks, looking down at her and asked faintly, "Don't want to sleep?"
"Sleep." She moved her body closer to him, "I just want to see what I look like in your eyes ..."
He subconsciously breathed tight.
In the silent dimness, her breath came together, faint, sweet and cool, like honey mint, and faint floral fragrance, perhaps the shampoo smell on her hair.
She didn't realize that the two were too close together. She looked straight at him, and her voice was as soft as nothing.
Shen Mo quietly looked at her for a moment, and asked, "Did you see clearly?"
"It's too dark to see clearly." She shook her head gently.
His hair lingered on his arm, itchy, and he subconsciously avoided it.
Bai Youwei reached out and grabbed his retracted arm. "You look at me too."
She opened her eyes very seriously and looked up at him.
She has a pair of beautiful deer eyes, so she often gives the illusion of her ignorance of weakness, but if she smiles a little, her eyes slightly pick up, revealing coldness, like an proud kitten.
"Did you see it?" She asked him, "Is it a human or a puppet?"
After a moment of silence, Shen Mo replied: "I can't see clearly."
He calmly pulled away the hand that held her arm, and his tone was calm: "Sleep."
This time she didn't come over again, but yawned lazily and murmured to him: "Shen Mo, you remember to look in the mirror to see yourself tomorrow, be sure to see ..."
He turned over and turned his back to him, breathing slowly.
As if asleep ...
Shen Mo was relieved for no reason and could not explain why.
...
The night was long, and he was not alone in insomnia.
The sound effect of dissipating music came from the tent next door. It was talking and laughing while playing games.
Later, there were fewer and fewer sounds around, and finally the sound of the game was gone.
Labyrinth, immersed in silence.
Shen Mo estimated that it was almost time to touch, and got up gently and went outside the tent.
He drew a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and lit a cigarette for himself, exhaling slowly, the pale white smoke swaying in front of his eyes.
From the seemingly minty sweetness, the brain seemed to be awake a lot.
Sometimes she thinks she knows everything, and sometimes she thinks she is just making fun of him.
I don't know when, the task of picking up people has become so tricky. Then I thought, if he didn't pick her up, where would he be at this time?
Probably boring ...
Shen Mo smiled silently, exhaled lightly, and gently blown away the smoke in front of him.
The work of the vigil is dull and boring.
He sat in front of the tent and looked around quietly.
I do n’t know which tent whispered the little girl from:
"The mirror here is terrifying. We already knew that we shouldn't come in ..."
Another girl's voice was cold: "Aren't you worried that you won't be able to get any props, so you just have to follow up?"
"Chen Hui, why are you talking like this ..." The girl was wronged. "Everyone has to come in. I don't want to stay outside to follow."
"Come all here, don't think so much, go to sleep."
"But I can't sleep, please talk to me for a while ..."
"Say what?"
"Um ... did you notice that the lame man actually went to take a bath, and he didn't even dry his hair when he came back?"
"What's wrong with someone taking a shower? Hurry up and go to bed, it's almost three o'clock."
"Don't you know? Many paralyzed disabled people have no awareness of their lower body and will have incontinence and incontinence. There is always a strange smell on their body, so they need to take a shower often ..."
Shen Mo thought: No, she is very fragrant.
(End of this chapter)