My alternative life

She was a little stunned, but the masculinity of me kept her lost.

Gradually, I don't know if I was infected by my emotion, big wave's eyes began to be full of cheerful look.

She also gently holds my head, light red wine fragrance, hovering between us.

Some say a kiss is a thousand years old.

At least, for the moment, I believe the word.

"No!"

Her voice seems very strange. I can't tell her real wish, whether she wants to refuse or not.

As I was still standing behind her, we didn't look directly at each other, which gave us a buffer of time and space.

My mind is blank, paralyzed, what are you doing?

Me and her Ah, I don't even know the girl's name, but I'm kissing her, and my hand

There seems to be a faint aftertaste of big waves on the fingertips.

At this moment, I feel embarrassed.

Even, I feel like I'm worse than those hooligans.

I'm taking advantage of others' danger!

Slowly back, I can't say a word.

I didn't even have the courage to turn to her and look at her face.

She didn't speak. Her shoulders shrugged and she seemed to cry in silence.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

I murmured, reaching for my washed T-shirt and shorts on the chair next to me.

"Alas..."

The big wave sighed bitterly and didn't look back, but said to me, "would you like to sit here I don't want to be alone. Don't go, OK? "

She didn't seem to mean to drive me away, and the tone was a little helpless forgiveness.

But I don't have the courage to face her.

Silence, began to change clothes in a hurry.

However, sometimes people have to believe that everything in the world is predestined. When it comes, they can't avoid it.

How can I change in front of her?

Looking at me in a hurry, she looked more sad and said softly, "don't go, put on your clothes quickly, don't freeze..."

She picked up the set of pajamas I had just changed, and begged me pitifully for no reason.

"I'd better go It's too late. "

I'm looking for reasons and feel my eggs are twitching. Hey, when was my brother so embarrassed?

"I don't blame you Don't go, will you? "

"No, it's better to go." I said, still trying to get the T-shirt that will never open.

"I don't blame you, you. How can you do that? Do you dislike me? "

A woman's heart is a needle.

It's her who pushed me away just now. Now I'm begging to stay. What's the meaning of this?

I gave up trying to open my T-shirt and started wearing the same wet shorts.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly stood up from the sofa, put her arms around my waist and made a sudden effort!

Her strength was so strong at this moment that she couldn't keep her balance in an instant. I turned forward from the back of the sofa and pressed her under me

The morning light came through the curtain and I woke up.

Looking at the white body curled up like a kitten in my arms, I was silly.

What did you do?

I want to laugh and cry!

The second woman in my life is more beautiful, more temperament and more rich!

But what am I?

A little female prison guard with uncertain future, maybe a poor boy who can only live in the red brick high wall and barbed wire all my life, how can I?

Is it worthy of others?

What's the matter with her? Do you have soft food?

With my meager income, I may not be able to buy the Prada bag on her desk for months without eating or drinking.

But if I can't afford it, why should I do it?

I have countless reasons to forgive myself, for example, she volunteered or just took what both sides needed

However, even I don't believe these so-called reasons!

Get what you need?

She and I are still young before we are happy. Do you know what it's like to be happy?

Voluntary?

Why volunteer? If I didn't take the initiative to kiss her and tease her, could she be so lost?

And I'm a man. I'm the one who can take the initiative. Most of the time, as long as I stop, the next thing won't happen and will not continue.

After countless thoughts, all the excuses are so pale, I can't find a tenable saying!

Ultimately, it can only be attributed to drunken promiscuity. Like countless people, they shift their desire to alcohol.In fact, I can't find the reason at all, because after all, I have a double degree in psychology. Moreover, I am very interested in this aspect. I have read many classic works of such masters as Freud, Maslow and Jung, so I can guess or speculate some of her psychological tendencies at that time.

To be exact, I can probably explain why she would indulge herself and open her heart to me at this night