Indecent and affectionate

Chapter 49

Doing important things three times may be the life motto that Jing Sheng abides by.After experiencing three bursts, Yu Zhile began to doubt her physical fitness, maybe it was not as good as she imagined.

Or, her body, which has not been reclaimed for a long time, is not quite used to it, nor can it bear the continuous invasion of young and energetic youngsters like Jing Sheng.

Anyway, she's exhausted now.

Just after taking a shower, she was lying on the bed in Jing Sheng's bedroom, held in his arms.

Both of them were naked, flesh to flesh, but there was no embarrassment.

After meeting each other frankly, everything became normal, not to mention that they were in an out-and-out relationship with each other.

After the cloud and rain, everything returns to tranquility.

At this moment, Yu Zhile felt that her body was a little empty.

She suddenly wanted to have a cigarette.

So she moved her body in the man's arms, raised her eyes and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes here?"

Jing Sheng lowered his eyes, his eyelashes just ran into her field of vision, and the warm light fell from the gap, forming two extremely gentle and fuzzy arcs: "No, I don't smoke."

He seemed to have reacted suddenly: "You want an afterthought?!"

Holding one position for too long, her arms were a little numb, and Yu Zhile wanted to sit up.But she was immediately held back by Jing Sheng, and he put his arms around her neck: "I even said there was no cigarettes."

"Forget it." Yu Zhile pushed his arms away and tried to stand up for the second time.

As a result, Jing Sheng circled her back again, he simply stopped sitting, lay down on his side, grabbed her waist, and pressed her tightly back into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Yu Zhile's nose was crumpled by his chest.

Jing Sheng didn't let go, scraped her spine with one hand, and finally stopped on her left side, grinding in the sunken waist, his chin rubbed against the top of her hair, with a bright smile in his voice: "Hold tight to my little girl!" Dried fish."

"Let go." Yu Zhile scolded.

Jing Sheng still raised the corner of his mouth: "Don't let go, you are too slippery, I'm afraid I won't be able to grab it back once I let go."

Yu Zhile struggled left and right twice, to no avail, and pretended to threaten: "Forget how you were knocked out before?"

"You fish spirit is not kind." Jing Sheng lowered his face and kissed her on the forehead, his entire body exudes the vigor of a villain from the inside to the outside: "I just sucked up the yang energy of a pure and handsome little scholar, Just thinking about cleaning him up."

Yu Zhile twisted his waist.

Oops, Jing Sheng was in pain, and fled a little under the blanket, and faced Yu Zhile face to face, with a smile on his face: "Are you addicted to smoking? It's so fierce."

Yu Zhile also stared at him, "I'm not addicted to cigarettes, but my hands are itchy."

The quilt moved, and Jing Sheng touched her hand, clasped it, and pressed and pressed on the back of her hand, making her joints ache.

Yu Zhile said coldly, "What are you doing again?"

"Acupressure for you," he said with a serious face, "Your hands are not itchy."

Yu Zhile laughed: "You are so cheap."

"Stop laughing." Jing Sheng looked at her quietly without moving his eyelashes.

"Ah."

"I'm cheap." His dark pupils contained many inexplicable and unexplainable things: "You smile at me, and I am willing to let me jump from here."

"..." Yu Zhile didn't dare to face him even more with his deep affection: "Don't be stupid."

Jing Sheng was confused: "Every day you say I'm stupid, am I really stupid?"

"Yes." Yu Zhile answered affirmatively.

"Then you are stupid too."

"Why am I so stupid?"

"Stupid people have foolish blessings. I am a fool, and you are a fool. We are in the same family, so don't laugh at half a hundred steps."

"Go aside."

But no, we have to get closer, so close that we can't get any closer.

After flirting and flirting on the big bed for a while, Yu Zhile got up to pour water, and she casually put on Jing Sheng's T-shirt.

Jing Sheng, who had put on his home clothes, also got out of bed, and followed her closely.

The refrigerator is full of bottled water and imported fresh milk. Living alone for a long time, Yu Zhile is very sensitive to the placement of objects. She quickly finds the white electric kettle in the cabinet, fills it with water, and stands in front of the sink , waiting for the water to boil.

After a while, Jing Sheng came over again, hugged her from behind, and waited with her.

Feeling the heavy head on his shoulder, Yu Zhile tilted his head and bumped him lightly: "Get out of the way."

"Nope." Jing Sheng quickly refused, like bouncing a piano key.

"You have no skeleton?"

"Yes, I have."

"Then why do you keep hanging on me?"

Jing Shenghui: "I am Yu Zhile's back pendant. Once used, I must carry it for life."

Yu Zhile couldn't help laughing.

Wear seat belts, absorb heat, add coats, back pendants...

This little thing can always find a thousand reasons to hug her, so she remembers them all clearly.

Seeing that Jing Sheng succeeded so easily, Yu Zhile deliberately turned back: "When did I use it?"

Unexpectedly, he was hit by the trick, and was used by the person behind him, and he pushed him several times: "It was used like this, don't you remember?"

"..."

……shameless.

After drinking a whole glass of water, Yu Zhile was forced to drag "Back Pendant·Jing" back to the living room.

Leaning back on the sofa, I finally got rid of this big sticky thing. Just as I was about to take a long breath, that handsome face came over again: "What time is it?"

Before she could answer, he held her wrist and said, "Eleven o'clock."

After that, the hand never left.

Yu Zhile also glanced at the dial, the diamonds on it shone like clusters of stars.

The mind is still as clear as drinking ten cups of coffee, Yu Zhile thought that there was an important step to skip tonight, so she turned around and suggested: "Let's watch a movie."

Jing Sheng raised his eyebrows: "What movie are you watching?"

"La La Land," she said.

Jing Sheng asked: "Didn't you read it?"

Yu Zhile replied, "You didn't watch it."

Jing Sheng frowned slightly: "Let's go out now?"

"Not coming out, it's too late," Yu Zhile glanced at the closed notebook on the coffee table: "What's your internet speed?"

"One hundred trillion," Jing Sheng understood: "Download now? Are you watching at home?"

Yu Zhile nodded.

"Okay," Jing Sheng leaned over, held her chin, and kissed her. When they parted again, he was surprised and delighted: "My wife is so nice."

Yu Zhile: "?"

What are you happy about?

After connecting the laptop to the TV, the two returned to the soft bed in the bedroom and turned off the lights.

Before the dark tide penetrated the entire room, it was completely driven away by the sunshine of Los Angeles that suddenly appeared on the big screen.

On the congested expressway, the lengthy traffic flow can't see the end, and can't see the end.The stillness in traffic will only bring restlessness to people.

But soon, the music started to play, and a woman hummed a song in the car. Her clear throat, like a stream of clear water, slowly spread to the outside world.

She opened the door and sang, and more and more car owners and passengers joined her, and everyone danced and sang.

A few minutes of long shots, bright costumes, and dazzling camera cuts began to make people wonder if the movie has even begun.

Yu Zhile could feel that the man beside him was beating the beat of the music with his hands outside the quilt, and he asked in a low voice, "Is this a musical?"

"Yes."

"Sing the whole time?"

"almost."

"I am grass."

Jing Sheng continued to mutter, "I thought it was a romance movie."

"It's a romance movie, but the expression is different." Yu Zhile answered, the man had already leaned in front of her, lazily pillowing on her chest.

"Jing Sheng?"

"Watch a movie." He grabbed her hand and put it in front of him.

Like a large dog trying to rub its furry head over, asking for petting.

Yu Zhile stopped talking.

The plot is getting better.

Yu Zhile was fascinated by it. In fact, she had read it more than a month ago.

But it was not like now: the movies at that time were squeezed on the small mobile phone screen, and she was alone at that time.

After watching it, she has only two feelings, the picture is very beautiful and the song is very moving.

Yu Zhile stroked Jing Sheng's hair, the screen light in her eyes was beating, but her heart was extremely calm.

Literary and artistic films need to be patient to watch.

So, this time, she completely let herself into the movie.

She experienced everything in it, she followed Mia into the restaurant, and all the candles and Christmas tree lights went out in a moment.

In the whole world, only that handsome but desolate man sitting behind the piano and playing jazz to his heart's content is the unique light.

Heart pounding.

Mia reunites with him at a pool party, and they tap and dance under the stars in Los Angeles.

Is it accident or luck?
He took the initiative to come to a cafe in Hollywood to ask her to meet, and they went to listen to jazz together, like a child without reservation, dancing and dancing to show her the world he loves deeply;

The man asked her to watch a movie again, but on the same day, Mia had a meeting with her boyfriend and his brother.He waited in front of the theater for a long time, she couldn't take it anymore, fled the restaurant, and rushed into the night with a smile.Wearing a bright green dress, she appeared like an elf in front of the curtain of the theater, making the dead gray in his heart as bright as day.

Seeing this, Jing Sheng muttered: "... Cheating? Yu Zhile, you must never learn from her."

"Shut up." She covered his mouth, he moved it away with a smile, and put her hands back together.

The hero and heroine in the movie soon became an intimate lover. He encouraged her to write scripts, and she also supported him in starting a jazz club.

They lived in a small house as if it were a sacred dream dwelling.

Two ordinary people who also firmly believe that they have treasures in their bodies, but underappreciated their talents, have found themselves, pillars, and belongings in each other.

But later, when the reality was crushed and life was forced, the hero played his own shameless electronic music. He had a large number of fans and announcements, and he even started touring.

Mia had an argument with him on a night he had carefully prepared.

She complained angrily: "Why do you care about people's likes?"

He replied: "People like it, and I can make money, isn't it great?"

She suddenly felt that he had become a stranger, a different person.

She used to think that he was another more persistent self, but later, he also lowered his head towards reality.

Everything turned bad, there were very few people who came to see the heroine's drama, and the hero was busy with magazine shooting, so he didn't arrive in time.

The two broke up logically, and Mia returned home in frustration, intending to officially give up the idea of ​​becoming an actor.

When the plot played until the male protagonist received an audition call in his apartment and then went to find the female protagonist, Yu Zhile gently asked Jing Sheng:

"Jing Sheng, have you ever had a dream?"

For a moment, no one responded.

Yu Zhile bowed his head, and the man leaning on his chest was already soundly asleep, breathing evenly.

Yu Zhile looked at Jing Sheng, and couldn't help touching one of his thick eyebrows—his eyebrows that were always vivid on weekdays.

Then he smiled silently.

When I looked up again, Mia had already arrived at the audition.

After the interviewer ordered, she began to uncomfortably tell about her aunt's past in Paris. In the winter, she jumped barefoot and jumped into the Seine River.

The black curtain is surrounded again, and Mia's soft humming is accompanied by the sound of the piano, surrounding it...

Yu Zhile was in the same darkness, horrified.

The flashing lyrics one by one, as well as the trembling lying silkworms of the heroine, all shocked her.

Yu Zhile remembered the box of Dream Fund that was stored in a locked drawer in her room more than six years ago, and was almost torn to pieces after her father found it.

She was also devout and determined, or took it for granted that if she could go far away, follow Yan An, and carry a guitar on her back, she could conquer the stars, the sea, and the vast universe.

As a result, all these years, she is still in the same place, wandering around with her hands bound; the number of times she holds the steering wheel is far more than the number of times she plucks the strings.

After the climax, the song becomes gentle and long at the end——

"I'll follow the mottled trails,

Retrieve the original heart of a child,

In the dream, there was her, and the mud mixed with snow on the bank of the glacier,
smile clear,

she says:

She will bravely jump into the icy river again. "

The scene jumps back to the bright bench outside.

Yu Zhile felt her cheeks were cold, and she wiped her face with tears.

At this moment, the head in his arms suddenly stood up like a corpse.

Jing Sheng opened one eye slightly, and asked vaguely: "You talked to me just now..."

"What?" Yu Zhile wanted him to continue sleeping.

Jing Sheng was still too sleepy to open his eyes: "I seem to hear you asking me about my dream, or am I dreaming..."

He heard it.

Yu Zhile said "hmm" and said, "No, I asked, but you didn't wake up."

"I don't lack anything, I just want to..." Jing Sheng went back to the pillow and wrapped her arms tightly, as if this action could satisfy him.

He was still confused: "...to marry you."

After speaking, he closed his eyes again, tilted his head and fell asleep.

Yu Zhile was almost suffocated by his answer.Hot tears poured out silently, and she had difficulty breathing.

She suddenly realized that even though he was in a tall building and she was in a deep ditch, the man in her arms was not just a temporary vain dream, he was so real, still breathing, heavy and warm, and could make her heart ache.

She thought of every word Jing Sheng said to her mother that day. The marriage he talked about was not a fairy tale she insisted on. The future he set included her long ago, but she never took it seriously. Consider the future with him and work hard for it.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhile took a deep breath.

She didn't want to think about it any longer, she told herself irrefutably,

She's going to jump the Seine.

(End of this chapter)