armyinform Chapter 50 Secret Love
Chapter 50 Secret Love
With a "click", the door of the hotel room opened. Yuko Ito, who was celebrating her classmate's birthday at night, drank some spirits, staggered into the door, leaning against the door with her back, and closed the door with a "bang" by virtue of gravity.With his back against the door, in the confined space, a strange sense of security came over him, hoo~ finally he didn't have to force himself to smile.
The high heels on her feet were thrown into the air, and she fell headfirst on the soft big bed.Her mind was in a mess, Lin Xia's face, Officer Yan's skills, and many memories about her all made her stomach uneasy.
After thinking about it, tears flowed down unexpectedly, "Sister..." She repeated it over and over again, how many beautiful feelings she had given this word, I don't know when it started, when she said this word, there would be inexplicable tears. The sourness of the past, now, there is no sourness, let alone unwillingness, only despair.
The white sheets were wet, and I had cried countless times behind her back, and nothing could bring it back.Perhaps, it was a mistake from the very beginning, but the heart of the person who was thinking about it was full of others, leaving no room for it.It turns out that all the excitement and infatuation are singing a one-man show.
Putting on a bathrobe, walking into the bathroom, turning on the faucet of the bathtub, a beautiful face was clearly printed on the large mirror on the sink.Stretching for the belt around the waist, the white bathrobe slipped off in an instant and collapsed to the ground. The perfect carcass was exposed in the air, emitting a bewitching brilliance.Looking at her real self in the mirror, she touched her hands from her face, along her neck, shoulders, breasts, dimples, and lower abdomen to her private parts. She snorted slightly, watching her shameless movements, and raised the corners of her mouth mockingly.
Lying in the spacious bathtub, the warm water filled every cell of her body and calming essential oils calmed her down.Close your eyes, it seems to be back to that time again.
When I first arrived in Paris, I was so busy looking for a house, going through formalities, and seeing my tutor, that I was dragged by my friend to attend an exhibition of a painter she admired very much.
"Ito, come," my friend greeted warmly as soon as he saw me.I was wearing a plaid skirt, and I was in a hurry when I went out. The iron door of the apartment opened a long hole in my long silk stockings. There was still a package in my bag, which was bulging. I was going to finish the art exhibition and mail it back to my country.
There were not many people who saw the exhibition, but everyone was very serious, observed carefully, and gave admiration from time to time.
I didn't care to watch it at all, I just glanced back and forth roughly, unable to calm down.There was a girl on the left who was chatting with the owner of the gallery. Although she was only from the back, she had a good temperament and immediately caught my attention.I didn't care to look at the painting, but admired her. Her long black shawl hair swayed slightly with the movement of her words. I wasn't sure if she was Japanese or Chinese.
My friend seemed to see through my thoughts, but in fact I was just lingering on the beautiful scenery. She touched my arm with her elbow, winked and asked, "Did you fall in love with her?"
She knows my sexual orientation, and so does my mother in Tokyo, only my father doesn't know, he is Chinese, and he stayed in Japan for my mother.I was born in Japan, grew up in Japan, and went to China when I was in college. I want to know what my father thinks about the motherland day and night. He had a stroke at the age of 46 and lost his language ability. happy.
I smiled shyly, shook my head, and deliberately turned around to stop looking at the goddess from behind.
"Xizi, it's not your style to be so shy. Come with me, and I can make Xizi talk to her successfully." As she spoke, she took my arm and wanted to pull me in front of her.To be honest, I am really curious about what she looks like, what she has experienced, and why she has such a cold temperament.
"What reason do you want?" I asked in a low voice, hesitating.
"Remember, her name is Baixi, and she is your direct senior sister."
Oh, so she is Chinese.
"Hi~ My name is Ito Yuko," I greeted her profile in Chinese, and I was a little nervous to use a language I was not familiar with, or to someone I liked.However, thinking that she might be kinder to me when she heard her mother tongue in a foreign country, I plucked up the courage to show a ladylike smile that my mother often taught me, neither overly enthusiastic nor cold and rude.
As I expected, when she heard her native language, when she turned around, the corners of her mouth curved upwards.The soft facial features and smooth skin give people a feeling of a clear stream slipping through the fingertips.As if I really touched her, a strong electric current surged in my heart.
She seemed to be at a loss for my reckless behavior. I was so reckless. It was a bit stupid to show up in front of a stranger and introduce myself to them!
Wait, she doesn't seem to be at a loss, such a reaction is a bit exaggerated, stunned?surprise?Moved?sad?In an instant, a strong storm blew up on my face, and I began to be at a loss. She acted as if she knew me very well before, and now she was reunited after a long absence, and she was surprised and sentimental.
It took several seconds for her to react, and she quickly showed a warm smile, with dimples floating on her face, and I could smell the fragrance of her mouth from the corner of her lips.
I don't know if it was my illusion or something when I saw her for the first time. I thought she would be different from me. To be honest, her reaction was a little too aggressive for a stranger I met for the first time.
"Ito Yuko," she seemed a little disappointed, for no reason, my mood fell from the euphoria just now to the bottom, why would she be disappointed with me?
"I know you, my mentor mentioned it to me," she held out her hand to me with a casual smile, "Hello, I hope you have a good year here!"
I held her hand back, even a little reluctant to let go.The tender touch makes me want to grab more.So, I did it, as long as she was in class, I would sit in on her, sit behind her obliquely, and watch her sometimes lower her head to write and sometimes raise her head to meditate.Walking in the place where she must pass through for internship, "Hi, what a coincidence!" Repeat this sentence every day.Troublingly, she didn't say anything special to me either.
I am not a person who will take the initiative to say that I like it, I will only use actions and eyes to convey, let the other party understand my intentions, and then take the initiative to chase me.To put it bluntly, it is to lure others into taking the bait.How could she not know the meaning of my behavior, but why did she know, she was still so cold, I was not reconciled, how could she not like me?
I know, I'm going to make more outrageous moves, as long as she pays attention to me.
I quit the apartment, moved to the foreign student apartment where she was, and lived in her upstairs.From time to time, in the name of my junior sister and neighbor, I knocked on her door late at night. She didn’t come home until after 9:[-] p.m. and sent her sushi and salmon that I cooked myself. I later found out that she likes to eat salmon, so I stayed at home With constant practice, you will get more and more delicious salmon.
To grab a man's heart, first grab his stomach, this is what I learned in China, this sentence is also applicable to women.Looking at her expression of enjoying while eating, I feel full of satisfaction in my heart. How wonderful it would be if I could take care of her like this, and live slowly, just like my mother takes care of my father.
Gradually, I began to enter her life.Apart from her studies, she is also an intern at dg. She is often too busy to eat, let alone keep her house clean.One day, I told her sincerely, I love to clean up, so I can help her clean up the house by the way, it's nothing, I hope she won't be embarrassed.So, I got the keys to her apartment.She naturally began to depend on me, and I was so excited that I had entered her life without knowing it, and I was looking forward to the future every day.