Mask

Chapter 60 I Love You (1)
1
On Monday, it was pouring rain.

After the four classes in the afternoon, Masako took the bus from school to the remedial class, which is an intensive class for gifted students specially set up by the city for the entrance examination.She, Yu Qi, Wei Ru and other top students in each class have to participate. The class time is from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] pm every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. out of breath.

After three hours of class, the window was crackling and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.Masako held the pen, her face was a little paler than before, and she felt a dull pain in her stomach.

"Yazi." Wei Ru asked softly, "Do you want to ask for leave and come back early?"

"No, get out of class is almost over anyway..."

"Okay, then hold on a little longer."

"Ding Lingling..." - the bell rang.

Finally get out of class was over, the students were walking around in the corridor, Wei Ru helped her pack things, and asked while packing, "How did you go back?"

The mobile phone in her pocket just rang, and she buried her head on the table to answer it. It was his voice on the other end: "Which classroom are you in?"

She didn't have the energy to speak, so she handed the phone to Wei Ru.Wei Ru listened for a while, and then explained in detail: "We are in the third classroom on the ground floor of Building B."

Five minutes later, Duan Yousi arrived.

At that time, the classroom was still full of people, and Masako was still lying on the table when he came in.Wei Ru had already helped her tidy up her things, he took over, and then Wei Ru left first.

Some of the classmates in the classroom were from the same school, some from different schools, and they all left knowingly.He pulled out the chair and sat beside Masako, and put his coat on her body.

It was only a little warmer now, Masako propped her forehead, leaned on his arm to get up, then he lifted her shoulders, and leaned her whole body into his arms.

"Go," he said.

After leaving the teaching building, it was raining heavily. His car was parked next to the building, and he walked a distance, but in his arms, he blocked the wind, and he didn't feel cold at all.

He opened the car door with a "click", and Masako sat in. He took a blanket from the back seat and covered her lap, and handed the warm brown sugar water to her hand, and put the warm handbag on her belly.After everything was settled, he closed the door and walked around from the front to the driver's seat.

It was raining and foggy outside the car, and inside the car was the warm fragrance of jasmine. She rubbed her stomach and opened her eyes tiredly.In the wind and rain, the figure of him walking just caught her eyes. When she looked towards the teaching building, the figures of the students who were running home also caught her eyes.

The door next to him was closed, he had sat down and started the car.

The car gradually drove out of the gate. Masako listened to the sound of the rain and drank brown sugar water. Her abdominal pain has improved a little, but she has no strength to speak.

He freed his hand to stroke her forehead and told her to sleep for a while.

Swallowing that sip of sugar water was a bit slow, Masako turned to look out the window, the heavy rain was pouring, and the peace in the car was what he brought her, and because of the good he gave her, the meticulous care he gave her, the more she felt, the tip of her nose The more sour.

After a few days, it was cloudy and rainy.

On Friday evening, Masako asked for leave and didn't go to the remedial class. She returned to the apartment earlier than usual, put her bag on the sofa after entering the door, and called him.

When the call was connected, the environment on the other end was a little noisy, and she asked, "Where are you?"

"School, what's the matter?"

"When are you coming back?"

"Eight o'clock."

Speaking of this, Fan Jueming called him from the side, as if he was busy, Masako simply left a message: "I'll wait for you."

Then hung up the phone.

Although it was eight o'clock, Duan Yousi came back early at seven o'clock, probably because he realized that she had something to say.

When he entered the door, only the light in the bathroom was on, and there was a faint sound of water, so he went to the door and knocked.

"Wait a minute," she replied, "isn't it eight o'clock?"

"You are more important." He leaned against the door frame and asked, "What's the matter?"

"You do your work first, I'll just wait."

Feeling that he had left, Masako pulled down the bath towel on the shelf, wrapped her body and walked to the mirror, her wet hair was loosely tied up, and wiped the mist on the mirror.

Her skin was still stained with drops of water, and her skin was rosy. She quietly looked at herself in the mirror under the mirror lamp. The look in her eyes was quite complicated, and then she hid it in a blink of an eye. own mobile phone.

The call was made to Duan Yisha, she turned her back to the mirror and asked, "Are you coming back tonight?"

"I'll come back later too!"

After a pause, she said softly, "We're staying at a friend's house tonight, okay?"

2
After hanging up Duan Yisha's phone, she dried her hair until it was half dry, changed her clothes, opened the door and left the bathroom.

Duan Yousi sat on the sofa in the living room, the TV was on, and there was a notebook on the coffee table. He was looking at stocks.She went to the kitchen to make tea, and brought it out after brewing.

She put the tea cup to his hand, and he took a sip, but without looking away from the laptop screen, he asked, "What's the matter?"

Masako was not in a hurry, she just asked, "Are you tired?"

The teacup was put back on the table, but he didn't answer. She knelt down on the sofa and went behind him to help him massage his shoulders. Only then did he glance at her from the reflection of the screen.

She also looked at him, the strength in her hands gradually eased, and then she sat on her lap with one arm around her waist.

"What do you want to say?" He stopped everything at hand and listened to her attentively.

Masako still didn't make a sound, she quietly closed his notebook, turned down the volume of the TV, and turned off the lights in the living room.

When doing these things, he just looked and didn't ask, and she didn't open her mouth.

Then in the dim living room with only TV light, she looked closely into his eyes, loosened her long hair, and the jasmine fragrance in her hair wafted between the two of them.

The atmosphere was just right and everything was done extremely well.

She said slowly, "We've been dating for a year."

"Ah."

"This year, I thought it was long but short. Many things have happened, and it has become a cloud of the past. Looking back...it's incredible."

He held her hand on his lap and still replied, "Yes."

Looking at each other, she flickered, while he was calm. The next words seemed to be clear to each other. He should know, he should know that she was ready, he should know what he was about to give, and he should know how important this night was...

She breathed a little carefully, and approached him proactively, closed her eyes, getting closer and closer, the tip of her nose touched, and already felt each other's breath...

suddenly……

"Ding dong—" the doorbell rang.

Like a perfect chess game being disrupted, and like a bulging balloon being deflated by a needle, Masako's original courage plummeted suddenly because of the interference of the doorbell. She stopped before the kiss, and quickly turned her head away, He stroked the hair on his forehead and hurriedly asked, "Who...who?"

He was not at all confused, as if he had seen her performance from the beginning to the present, smiled, and comforted: "Student."

"classmate?"

"Because I came back early, there are some things to discuss here tonight. I didn't tell you just now."

Masako asked, "How many people?"

"Five."

She was still looking at him, but the atmosphere was completely different, even sitting on his lap seemed too ambiguous, her face was hot, she lowered her head and asked, "How long will you stay?"

"can not confirm."

"Ding-dong-"

The doorbell rang again.

Masako got off him immediately, managed to stabilize her rapid heartbeat, and said incoherently: "Then... you go and open the door... I'll go into the study."

"You can sleep first if you are tired."

Masako didn't reply, and quickly walked towards the study, closed the door with a "bang", then leaned against the door, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and when she calmed down, raised her head and patted her forehead.

Fan Jueming's voice was vaguely heard among his classmates, but they couldn't hear anything clearly, and everything just now was full of embarrassment and blush.

She tightened her neckline and kept stroking her forehead, wishing to do it all over again, wandering around in the study anxiously, her face was very hot.

Duan Yousi... Duan Yousi...

"Huh..." In the end, I had to take a deep breath, sit down at the table, and spread out all the homework on the weekend to divert my mind.

Really are……

At nine o'clock, Wan Ye also came, and the living room suddenly became noisy.

At around ten o'clock, Masako finished part of her homework. At that time, she was in a much better mood, so she was willing to go out of the study and go to the kitchen to make a fruit salad for them.

Except for Wan Ye and Fan Jueming, the other three were meeting for the first time. They were all boys, and they were all very polite to her, introducing each other briefly. Their first impression of her was very good.

"Oh." Wan Ye looked at the fruit plate and smiled, "Reminds me of my junior high school days."

"what?"

"When I was in junior high school, Cassia was basically the male version of you. He could do everything. He could change Yoss' favorite porridge every day."

Just talking casually, Masako also listened casually, smiled, and said, "Go ahead."

When she was leaving, she glanced at Duan Yousi. He was busy with his own affairs and was so focused that he didn't even listen to what Wan Ye said just now.Fan Jueming, on the other hand, looked at her and nodded to express his apology for the sudden disturbance and his thanks for his thoughtful greeting.

It's just that Wan Ye didn't appreciate it so much. After Masako entered the bedroom, he heard him yelling that he would watch the game here all night. He even took the cheering whistle and blew the whistle.

It seems to be true.

Noisy, they watch the game, she sleeps.

The quality of sleep that night was poor. Although the room's sound insulation was good, it couldn't resist Wan Yeyi's jumping and pounding on the wall when she was excited. She could only turn on the light and read a book when she was woken up, and then fell asleep when she was tired.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of Duan Yousi entering the room woke her up again. Although it wasn't loud, her ears were already sensitive.She turned her head wearily, he was taking off his watch and putting it on the bedside table, and glanced at her.

"Are you tired?" This time he asked her.

She was very sleepy, turned her head, closed her eyes and murmured softly: "What time is it..."

"Four o'clock, early morning."

"where are they?"

"Just left."

"Hmm..." She frowned and stood up, "I'm going to clean up the living room..."

"I cleaned it up."

After a pause, she sat up, very tired, and continued: "I always have to get up, and I have to drive home in the morning..."

While talking, she felt the edge of the bed around her bounce, and he sat beside her.She raised her head and was about to tell him to rest, but before she had time to react, she was kissed by him.

When it was a good night kiss, she was still sleepy after leaving, he smiled when he looked at her, and gently pinched her chin: "Why are you so cute?"

Never knowing that she still has this adjective, she passively woke up, her chin was pinched, and she kissed him again, a little inexplicably, a little slow, and was released after 2 minutes.

She frowned at him, and he asked, "Are you still sleepy?"

His brows loosened, and his heartbeat quickened at this moment.

She knew what he meant, she finally knew what he meant, her drowsiness was instantly broken, her movements became stiff and stiff, and even every cell in her body tensed up.She lowered her head and did not answer, but he pressed her forehead against her: "I like you to take the initiative."

Then, he continued to tell her in a low magnetic voice: "But I should take the initiative in this kind of thing."

Bite your lip.

My heart is beating like thunder.

If love can be measured by temperature, then the temperature in Masako's body must have reached the highest point right now, because he has a fever to the point of obsession, and she doesn't know it.

Only a layer of tulle was drawn in the bedroom, and the night was still there.

Right here, Duan Yousi taught Masako the most intimate things, and also took her most important things, and the pain of this entanglement should be something that he will never forget in his life.

……

The dawn was faintly visible, and she was still sleeping. He liked to push her hair behind her ears, kiss her forehead seriously, kiss her eyes, and kiss her slightly frowning brows.

She responded jerkyly, and when she was half asleep and half awake, every picture from the beginning to the end was projected in her mind, his calm words and deeds, his domineering willfulness, his gentleness and consideration, and his melancholy, every time when she was in front of her. Every time the world freezes, it is accompanied by a pounding heartbeat...the love is so crazy, and it is hard to get over it.

"We..." dawn broke in the sky, she whispered in his ear, but she couldn't continue.

But hugged by him, he said: "I love you."

"I love you, Mo Yazi."

This should be the most wonderful morning of her life.

3
Sleep till noon.

She woke up in his arms, but she was too tired, her whole body was numb, and she couldn't exert any strength.She let out a muffled sigh, and then felt herself being hugged a little tighter.

(End of this chapter)