Chapter 27:

Memory kill
Song Yan's love for Xu Qin was originally derived from that inexplicable desire to protect.
I can't tell why, just want to watch her do her own things quietly, whether it's holding a school bag to shuttle alone on campus, or picking up his desk by himself in the classroom, disrupting the tidy, tidy and tidy Randomly put another way. It ’s good not to communicate with anyone, as long as she likes it.
What he wanted to do was to prevent her from being disturbed, argued, ridiculed, bullied because of this strange and quiet.
His friends can't understand it, don't understand how he likes Xu Qin. Say beautiful, there are more beautiful girls; say good, her grades can only be regarded as the upper middle; speak gentle, I really do n’t see where the gentleness is; say generous, it ’s not like that, it ’s a huge difference .
A person like Song Yan should be worthy of him as an atmospheric girl. She can be inactive and unhappy, but her heart is and wanton, and she is domineering.
Xu Qin does not like talking, lacks expression, always lowers his head, and does not make eye contact with people. If you really look at her, you will see the empty and dark black, as if looking at you and not looking at you.
No one in sight.
But Song Yan just likes her, who said she was not at all good at beating him.
The friends were puzzled. What did he like about her? Did he talk about anything, but the woman didn't like to talk, and she didn't have much to say to Song Yan? How could he like such a dull gourd.
At first, Song Yan couldn't figure it out, but it wasn't a business. He didn't need to understand it. He was just happy and happy.
He wrote his name on the school uniform, handed it to her, and said, "Put it on." She took it and put it on obediently, no matter how big the dress was.
After wearing it for a long time, she carefully washed her clothes and waited to see him enter the classroom. She silently took the clothes and walked over to him. He thought she was going to return it, and was about to pull her clothes into the drawer, her small hand was not loose.
She pointed to the clothes, and the original handwriting faded. Song Yan was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that she wanted him to write his name again.
He rewrote it, and when she raised her eyes, she saw her lips pursing, and there was a slight relief in her mouth.
It seemed that at that moment, Song Yan's heart clearly touched.
She waited for him to write, put on her clothes, and went back to her seat to study. This time, she did not bow her head.
That relief was naturally revealed many times later.
He took her out to play, and three or two social gangsters walked by on the road. She couldn't help but approached him, tightening his clothes corner before he let out a sigh of relief.
He took her home to play. She was a little cautious in front of her aunt and only ran after him, like a little tail. He entered the main room. She followed the main room. He entered the room. She followed the room. He walked through the promenade. She walked through the promenade. He went to the corner. She followed the corner.
He turned back and laughed: "You follow the toilet?"
He took her to roller skating and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm watching you around."
Without a word, she flew forward.
He took her to play on the trampoline and said, "Don't be afraid, call it if you're out of control, I'll hug you right away."
She jumped into the box-spring bed without fear.
He took her to play in the billiards room. He was playing billiards. She came to pull his corner and pointed to a group of boys who were not far away. He complained to him: "That man poked my palm with a club."
He touched her hand and took out the phone and key from her pocket and gave her: "Hold me."
Fight in the past.
Flying dogs jump in the billiard room. Xu Qin held the phone key and ran to see it. He also helped smash people with billiards. They were pulled by Song Yan and ran together.
Running out of the billiard room, the group laughed.
Song Yan smoked her cigarette, looked at her sideways, and settled the bill afterwards: "You. Come here."
Xu Qin walked over to him.
He asked, "What do you mix in when men fight?"
She kept her head silent.
Song Yan frowned: "Speak. Just your small body, still hitting people? Know how many pounds do you have? Huh?"
She raised her head and said, "The focus is on participation."
Song Yan: "..."
The brothers laughed.
Song Yan poked her forehead with a finger, training: "Do you think it is still important to participate in the game? If the fists and feet are not long-eyed, what should I do if I bump?
She said, "Why would I bump into you with you?"
Song Yan: "..."
He took her out of class to play in the suburbs and said, "I kidnapped you to sell money."
She said, "Is it better to sell it to someone better?"
He grunted: "I don't know any good people."
She didn't think about it: "Your home."
He turned the wall of the compound late at night and climbed to her window to smuggle her out to watch the stars.
She was not afraid of the dark night wind, Ma Liuer got dressed and got out of bed and slipped out the door. Hand in hand with him ran wildly on the empty street at night, laughing.
She and he slipped up to Jingshan to watch the stars, he kissed her, she was not afraid; he reached into her clothes, she was not afraid.
Everything wets the land like spring rain, and the treetops draw fresh green, gently and silently. When one day looked back suddenly, Si Yu had merged into a stream, and the forest was already lush.
One night, he stole her from the school dormitory and took it to the bar to watch the band perform. The teenagers shouted in unison with the singing, she watched without blinking, and she was not disgusted enough to integrate.
Seeing halfway, she got up and left.
Song Yan asked: "What are you going to do?"
Xu Qin answered: "Go to the toilet."
He got up to accompany her, Xu Qin said: "No."
He insisted: "I am waiting for you outside."
On the way to the bathroom, the smoking boys were like wolves lurking in the night. A boy and a girl hugged and kissed, the boy's hand walked up and down the girl's body, and the girl hummed.
Xu Qin stared.
He lowered his head to her ear: "What do you think?" She twisted her head.
When he arrived at the bathroom door, Xu Qingang pushed the door open. A boy stood at the sink with bare hips, a girl sat on the table, and Bai Jie's legs were wrapped around the boy's waist. The two moved strangely, with great momentum.
Xu Qin tilted his head and looked.
Song Yan was ready to wait outside for her. She was looking down at the cigarette. When she turned her head to see the scene, her eyes quickly glared out and immediately stepped forward to cover her eyes and drag her back: "Children cannot see This one."
Xu Qin grabbed his hand: "Why can't I read it?"
Song Yan scolded: "Yeah, what's the other man's to see? Looking for a smoker, right?"
Xu Qin: "Who can I watch?"
Song Yan: "Lao Tzu."
Xu Qin said nothing.
He covered her eyes and held her in his arms out of the bar.
There was heavy rain outside, and he and she ran down the street, soaking wet.
Back to Wufang Street, it was late at night.
He took her hand, hid her behind, and slipped into the house.
Uncle they just fell asleep, he crouched her through the yard, just opened the door, the aunt's voice came from the main room: "Song Yan is back?"
Song Yan: "Eh!"
Aunt: "What time is it, you stink boy!"
Song Yan raised her eyebrows at Xu Qin and pushed her into the room: "11:30."
"..." Aunt scolded, "Not going to bed yet ?!"
Song Yan went into the house and turned on the light. Xu Qin stood in front of him, soaking wet, because of the cold, shaking gently.
Song Yan flipped through the pile of clothes, found a t-shirt and threw it to her, saying: "You go take a bath first."
Xu Qin whispered: "What if someone comes to the bathroom halfway through washing?-Then I will be found."
Song Yan turned her head to look at her, and after a few seconds, her face became unnatural.
...
Song Yan opened the door and scanned the yard first. The main house and the east wing were quiet, and there was rain outside the gallery.
Song Yan looked back at Xu Qin. Xu Qin took his clothes and walked up the corridor, hiding behind him, followed him quickly into the bathroom, and locked the door.
There is not much space in the bathroom, and Song Yan avoids Xu Qin when she enters the door. He closed the toilet lid and sat on the toilet, facing the direction of the door, and said, "Wash it, I smoke a cigarette."
He lowered his head and lighted a cigarette, and she came behind him to undress and shower.
The two stopped talking and seemed to be deliberately avoiding it.
The sound of water was pulsating, and his breath inadvertently became deep and slow. After smoking a cigarette, he lowered his head and threw a cigarette butt, Yu Guang glanced at her in the mirror, standing slickly under the shower, slender and white.
It was clearly soaking wet, but Song Yan felt uncomfortably hot. It must have been caused by hot steam in the shower.
His eyes were straight and deep, staring at the girl in the mirror; in the mirror, she also just hit his eyes. But no one avoided it, as if there was some kind of unspoken tacit understanding.
The two's eyes crossed on the sink.
He took a deep breath, his chest undulating. Finally, his brow furrowed reluctantly, stood up, took his bath towel off the shelf, wrapped her body, and rubbed it up and down.
Xu Qin dangled in his hands. Even across the bath towel, the girl's body is exceptionally soft. He wiped her clean and lit another cigarette with his back, just silent.
Breathing inadvertently became deeper.
The bathroom was quiet. He is enduring.
Xu Qin didn't wear clothes for a long time and suddenly asked, "Did you see it just now?"
Song Yan knew what she meant and said, "I saw it."
In the shower, a few drops of water were on the floor.
Xu Qin asked again: "What are they doing?"
Song Yan said: "Communicate."
Xu Qin: "Oh."
Song Yan looked at the mirror again. This time, the girl's body was facing him, and her eyes were the same.
Song Yan's eyes were dark and asked, "Want to try it?"
Xu Qin pressed her lips and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Song Yan said: "It will be a little bit."
Xu Qin thought about it, but did not answer.
Song Yan suddenly threw a cigarette, walked towards her, hugged her body, and put her on the sink. Xu Qin was caught off guard and exclaimed in a low voice: "Ah-"
"Hush—whisper." He leaned closer to her ear and gasped slightly.
She immediately covered her mouth with her hand and only showed her dark eyes.
He hugged her ears and stroked her back; she trembled in his hands.
Outside, the rain was trembling; inside, the steam was steaming, covering the walls and glass a little bit.
She was teased by him, but still remembered his instructions, clenching her lips without making a sound.
He touched her there, enough to tease, about to break the city.
He asked, "Are you afraid?"
She shook her head and said softly: "Not afraid."
"Good boy." He coaxed, his voice changed. The next second, sprint in.
"Woo--" She whimpered between her teeth, and he sealed it with a kiss.