Le Xiaomi youth sadomasochism collection

Chapter 142 Indus is So Hurt (5)
Just like that ancient rumor, if you bury your name under the plane tree... (3)
As soon as I heard that Mai Le was so pitiful, I pushed all the supplements that grandma and Bai Chu bought me to her.So Mai Le sat on my bed with his legs crossed, having a great time eating, and he didn't forget to show off his achievements to me.She said, didn't I get frightened by that 184 yesterday?Today I went to QQ to break up with 184, but 184 said that I had played tricks on him and did not go to Yellowstone Park for the appointment, which made him wait for a long time in the ice and snow.Mai Le just wanted to pay him back, if I met you, I would be frozen in the ice and snow for the rest of my life!At this time Huang Xiaoshi appeared and rescued her from the flames of the QQ war.Speaking of this, Mai Le looked at Huang Xiaoshi gratefully, but Huang Xiaoshi had an expression of guilt for delaying Mai Le's ability to express himself.

Mai Le turned his head and said to me, Mo Chun, I will never go on QQ again, and I will never fall in love again.

At this time, grandma came to pick up Prince Edward and Baylor, planning to feed them.Seeing Mai Le and Huang Xiaoshi next to me, I didn’t forget to show off, saying, our Mo Chun is doing very well in the studio, and the male teacher named Bai Chu thinks highly of us, Mo Chun, here to accompany us overnight bed.After finishing speaking, the old lady ran out happily.

Mai Le's eyeballs immediately came out of their sockets. She smiled maliciously, looked at me and said, oh, Mo Chun, I can't see it. Don't avoid suspicion?
Huang Xiaoshi covered her mouth and laughed.

Mai Le said, Mo Chun, tell me the truth, how far have you and Mr. Bai Chubai developed, sharing a room late at night?handle?Embrace?
When I saw Mai Le talking so vigorously, I wanted to change the topic so that she wouldn't get more outrageous.So, I took out the cufflink that inexplicably appeared in the heart of my right hand from under the pillow, and put it in front of Mai Le.

Mai Le didn't look closely at the style of the cuff button, but just glanced at it briefly, looked at me with contempt, and said, my God, don't be so fierce and wild!Did you tear off all the buttons of Baichu's shirt?You don't have to be so hasty, do you?

McLean is indeed an unscrupulous master.I saw that she had said that, and I thought that there was no need to discuss that bizarre hallucination with her, that is, the thing about me being rescued by a prince like a comic book to the fireplace in the palace.After hearing this, she will definitely ask me with a wicked smile, Mo Chun, are you hiding something?Did the prince carry you to the palace bedroom instead of the fireplace?Why do I bother with this woman who was just irritated by netizens with a cube with a length, width and height of 184 cm?

So, after a long time, I never talked to McLean about it.

I once asked my grandma and Mo Fan about it, and they all said that I was rescued by the 120 and returned to the hospital.So gradually, I almost forgot about this matter, forgot that there was such an unsolvable mystery in the palm of my hand.It's about a life-threatening fall into the water, and it's about an exquisite cufflink.

What kind of man would have tied this delicate cufflink around his wrist, from the position closest to his pulse, into my palm?What kind of posture did he use to lift me up from the icy water?And what kind of attitude gave me the hope of life?

Later, I hung the cufflinks on my chest with a red thread and kept hanging them.Because I think it has given me the greatest blessing.I believe that it will keep me safe in the future.

It has been my talisman for a long time.

Later, the little American Hu Weile saw the cufflinks.Because when I was bouncing and jumping, I accidentally exposed it outside my clothes.

When Hu Weile saw the cufflinks, he said, Oh, Mo Chun, where did you get these fake cufflinks?As he said that, he stretched out his hand to reach for it, and when he grabbed the cufflinks in his hand, he murmured again, "It seems to be true, but, Mo Chun, why do you have such expensive cufflinks?"

Look, Hu Weile actually used the word "expensive" to describe this cufflink.

This point is undoubtedly a great comfort to a girl like me who is extremely money-worshiping.I think that the "talisman" I hang on my chest is still very valuable.

Perhaps, the prince really came.

This kind of fantasy about a girl after falling into the water, I can gradually stop guessing and gradually forget it.

However, I will never forget that man named Bai Chu, who used to warm my life with such vivid eyebrows and eyes.Even if he later fell in love with a woman named Xilan.

03 Mo Chun?You, how, how can you be called Chun?

Because of the initial accidental encounter with Bai Chu, under the severe pressure of the college entrance examination, I went to the library to look up love novels from ancient and modern Chinese and foreign countries, trying to prove my idea: all the love that is called classic comes from the source of love. In this kind of glimpse of fate, rather than a long-term love.

For example, the Seven Fairies flew across the sky and fell in love with Dong Yong, Romeo fell in love with Juliet at the reception, Jack fell in love with Ruth on the big ship... All kinds of evidence tell me that there is no reason for me to fall in love with this man named Bai Chu. Wrong, and we are very likely to write a love story that will last forever.

At that time, Mai Le was also in the library to help me look up these shocking love evidences. Just when I raised my head and smiled smugly, she turned her face, held her glasses and said to me seriously, um, Mo Chun , Ximenqing and Miss Xiaopan also fell in love at first sight!

My innocent feelings were squandered by Mai Le, so I became angry from embarrassment, regardless of the library being a quiet place, I yelled, Mai Le, third uncle and grandpa, you go to hell!

I don't know when it started, "Go to hell" became my catchphrase.I've used this countless times in real life until I've mastered it.For those people and things that make me angry and frustrated, I will say: you go to hell!

But, to Baichu, I was an exception.

When I told Baichu that my name was "Mo Chun", I used a very thin voice.At that time, the clouds drifted in front of my eyes, the sky was so bright and blue, and this man who made me blush was so close in front of my eyes.I feel that if I raise my head, I can put the bridge of my nose against his chin, form an ambiguous and warm gaze with him, and feel his gentle and dignified breath.

But in such a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere, Baichu actually said something that made me uncomfortable.He looked at me in surprise, his beautiful lips were slightly compressed, Mo Chun?You, how, how can you be called Chun?

If Baichu's name happened to be composed of characters I like, then my name may happen to be composed of characters that Baichu dislikes the most, so his reaction was so strong.Mai Le once explained my name to be extremely sinful. She said, Mo Chun, it's so disgusting, it sounds like I'm getting spring when I touch it.

Instinctively, after such embarrassment, I would say, go to hell!But at that time, facing such a beautiful Baichu, I stretched my neck and swallowed these four words, choking my pupils to the point of dizziness, I still kept my voice low and looked at him with a low eyebrow Said, it may be that my dad doesn't understand the profoundness of Chinese characters, or he is not good at permutations and combinations of mathematics, so among so many characters with color and temperature, he just arranged such a bad name for me.I said, guest officer, if you don't mind, just go ahead and listen!

Bai Chu was amused by my words, so happy flowers bloomed in his eyes, but he acted very calmly, just smiled and said in a low voice, I can't tell, you are still a very humorous little girl!
I looked at his star-like eyes, and his beautiful face carved like white jade, I blushed slightly, and didn't make a sound.No matter how humorous I am, I can't be more humorous than him.Just a few minutes ago, when I was in a daze with the warm fur gloves in the supermarket, this humorous and handsome man appeared out of nowhere, and he firmly and forcefully removed my hand from the pair of gloves, saying no He slammed the gloves into his shopping basket, and single-handedly pulled me to the checkout.

Checked out very neatly, and then, still that gentle and slender hand, took me and tightly protected me behind me.After walking out of the supermarket, he put this pair of gloves with a price tag of 48 yuan and [-] cents into my hand.

All of this is like a dream.When I raised my childish face and looked at the god-like man in front of me, at that moment the whole world blossomed into gorgeous flowers at his gentle fingertips.

When he left, he turned his head and smiled at me, you are too young, don't do such a thing.When he said this, his voice was so gentle that it was a mess.His handsome outline softened in the warm voice, just like the little prince in a fairy tale.

In fact, he may have misunderstood my intentions.Although, I don't know how many times I have appeared in front of this pair of gloves, I don't know how many times I have put it in my hand to look at it repeatedly, and I don't know how many times I have secretly hidden it in my pocket, just like this The first time, I put it in my pocket so frightened, but in the end, I would obediently put it back on the shelf, and then stared blankly.Because, I always feel that there is a shadow like the autumn wind behind me, and a pair of sad and indifferent eyes are always staring at me.Although, whenever I look back, it always disappears suddenly, like a hallucination.However, my small body can really feel very strongly that there are a pair of eyes, like two bright wounds, opening on my back, which makes me dare not easily do this embarrassing thing .

So, that day, I held back Bai Chu who was about to leave, and told him this logic that I couldn't explain clearly.I raised my face, frowning tightly, holding the corner of his clothes firmly with my cold little hands, biting my lip, and defending myself.I just want him to know that I'm not the kind of girl he thinks.I won't steal, I won't steal.

Perhaps Baichu was frightened by my anxious and stubborn expression, so he smiled at me, handed me a business card, and said softly, "My name is Baichu, and I live nearby. If you need any help in the future , or encounter any difficulties, must remember to come to me.

I looked at the card, on the light blue floating surface, there were two words that I liked for a long time: Baichu.

So, at that moment, I slowly let go of the hand that was holding onto the hem of his clothes tightly.I tilted my head, smiled at him, carefully put the business card into the big schoolbag behind me, and said to him softly, I am a student and I don’t have a business card, but my name is Mo Chun and I am 14 years old this year .After finishing speaking, I stood on tiptoe on purpose and compared my height with the tall and thin man in front of me, um, it was still on his chest.It seems that I have to work hard to grow taller, to reach his shoulders, his chin, um, his nose bridge is also good!

Of course, this good-looking man didn't feel the silly thoughts of those little girls in my heart.He may have been shocked by my name, and a particularly surprised expression appeared on his face, his beautiful lips were slightly pursed, and he blurted out such words——Mo Chun?You, how, how can you be called Chun?

The man who made me blush stared at me like this.I feel that as long as I stand on tiptoe and raise my head, I can put the bridge of my nose against his chin, form an ambiguous and warm gaze with him, and feel his gentle and dignified breath.You can also see his childish expression when he is surprised at a close distance.

Not long after this kind of close contact, Baichu was embarrassed by my round eyes. He probably felt that his reaction to my name was too violent, so, to express his guilt, he stood on the steps of the supermarket. and chatted with me for a while.

While carrying a large schoolbag and chatting with this beautiful man in front of me, I was shivering, and my nose ran out inappropriately.Obviously, the slightly thin clothes I have on my body can hardly help me resist the dry and cold weather of this cold winter.However, I still sniffed my nose with great interest and told him that this supermarket seems to be haunted. Just now, there seems to be something neither human nor ghost, which has been following me.Wherever I go, wherever he follows, it's so strange and scary.

Bai Chu listened to me with a smile, then raised her face to look at the white sky, and then at me whose face was frozen into a red Fuji, simply reached out and took off the scarf on her body, and pulled me to him. By my side, I wrapped the scarf around my neck, one after another, like wrapping a rice dumpling, wrapping me tightly.

I looked at him stupidly, not understanding how this strange man could have such a kind heart and treat me so well.Do I look really desolate and pitiful?Thinking of this, I looked at the badly worn shoes on my feet with low self-esteem, and quietly retracted my body.

Bai Chu clapped his hands and said with a smile, it's too cold, why don't you tell me where your home is, and I'll take you home?When you have a chance in the future, tell me the story about the haunted supermarket.

I shook my head, or the sudden self-esteem at that time made me unwilling to continue to accept the love that this man gave me due to pity.So, I stubbornly refused his offer to take me home.

Turning around, stepping on the cold and hard ground, I shook off my steps and ran away.When I ran away, I still didn't forget to turn my head and shout to this handsome man, remember my name, my name is Mo Chun!I am 14 years old this year, and I will grow up soon!
Yes, I hope so, I hope he can remember my name, just like I can remember his name—Bai Chu.

That day, I unexpectedly got a kind gift from this kind-hearted man named Bai Chu—the pair of fur gloves that I had coveted for so long.

Because a few days ago, Mo Fan, a child, was crushed on his left hand by a machine when he went to a private workshop to press cardboard boxes during the winter vacation.But after a simple dressing, he ran to the station to sell newspapers in the cold wind.On the injured hand, he only wore a pair of simple white line gloves.When I came home the other day, I saw his injured hand, which was chapped and pus dripping from the cold.Grandma wiped him with chili water, and he screamed in pain, but when he saw me enter the door, he held back his voice.Beads of sweat kept rolling down the 12-year-old boy's face.

At first, the little guy Mo Fan refused to show me his hands, and kept hiding like a little hamster, grinning while hiding, saying, it’s okay, it’s okay.It wasn't until I accidentally hurt him during the pull that he frowned and let me spread his hand in front of his eyes.I watched helplessly, Mo Fan's little hand, which was held in my palm until the age of six, suddenly became like this six years later: red, swollen, chapped, and pus-oozing.All the bitterness of life is carved out of his tender little hands. As his trusting sister, I can't protect him.

Seeing all this, my tears fell down like small stones.

(End of this chapter)