Sleeping and Passerby Heroine

"Shiba-senpai and Yinglili said, Qianichi, you like this posture more."

Xiaohui straddled him, she turned off the bedside lamp, only a faint silver moon spilled into the room, and the hazy moonlight coated her with neon clothes made by the Weaver Girl.

"...The topic between girls is really interesting."

"Um... what should I do next?"

She reached out and grabbed Xiao Qianyi, explored left and right for a while, then tilted her head with a confused expression.

Really, can you stop fouling like this?

The long night.

PS: The next chapter is BB's last memory foreshadowing, and it's time to end this bloody plot...

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Chapter 68: Companion is the longest confession

Love is a maze of death that can trap people forever. When you feel that you can think about a relationship with reason, when you come back, you realize that your actions are not rational at all, and you are still using emotions. Just like our Ouroboros, it is always going around in circles, always naively thinking that he is growing, but falling into simple emotional fraud again and again.

Putting yourself on the commanding heights of emotional morality time and time again, convincing yourself that the person who is wrong is not yourself; or trying to take everything right or wrong to yourself, morally kidnapping each other; putting all of your own desperate to form The pressure of public opinion washes the ground for itself.

"I have tried my best, so there is no other way."

Why must it be so clear?

As long as you fall in love, people are childish. This childishness is as sweet as honey, can be as bitter as yellow lotus, and can be as astringent as lemon.

If you carefully distinguish one or two, you will only find that you are in a deep quagmire. Even if you want to see you again, you are a friend. You will only find that this is just wishful thinking. Obviously, you have experienced many things together in real time, and obviously have many unique memories. , Obviously meeting each other is already a piece of extreme luck, but it is because of the'reality' in the heart that this rare experience will be obliterated.

Life is really scary. It can eliminate all luck, numb people, and find endless excuses.

Qianyi knows this very well. I don’t know why. He is very clear and understands what love means. It cannot be said that it does not have any benefits. It can only be said that it is a catalyst that can make people mature once serious. Being serious and clear will be very tiring, but there will be a kind of no regrets that makes people understand and understand, but it is a kind of no regrets that will make people sad and sad late at night.

Will leave after all.

Therefore, the most important thing is the result. Since love is childish, everything that has long been considered a law will become surprisingly dramatic after it has been washed away, just like Shiyu's desperate dedication, just like Ying Lili enduring. The night attack at its limit is like Xiaohui's long-term companionship.

There is no way to explain it with reason. Their inner feelings drove them to do so. The reason is useless. They are brave, and they all took that step.

"Won't leave your side."

Shiyu, Yinglili, and Xiaohui all use their own body and mind to prove all this.

Love like a mirage, no matter how difficult the process is, its outcome will never change.

It will never change.

Even if you bet on this life, it won't change.

Qianyi's feelings are very clear and clear, what they do, what they should do.

Hasn't this been decided long ago?

——

This is a familiar room. From any point of view, this old and monotonous room without decorations is Qianyi’s most familiar room. The memory has returned, and the strangeness of the last time has disappeared and replaced it. It was a familiar sense of belonging, not to mention Xiaohui, who was lying naked and leaning on her chest.

The goose-yellow bedside lamp reflected her flushed face with a lasting rhyme. The spring-like peach blossom eyes could overflow with honey. She was only half covered. She was a little sticky against her skin, maybe it was sweat, maybe some kind The unknown mixed liquid that can make people's heartbeat speed up, the elastic youth has been occupied, and Sisi's sweet smile appeared on her delicate face.

Just go with the flow, most like a natural behavior between lovers.

"What are you laughing at?"

Qianyi rubbed her forehead with her chin, feeling the beautiful touch of her soft and long hair, her inner emotions were infected and brewing together.

With such a woman, how can we not be young.

"No, Kanichi will laugh at whatever you are laughing at~"

She stretched out her hand to hug him, her body pressed closer, and the distance between her heart was already negative.

"Haha, what Xiaohui is laughing at is what I am laughing at~"

The foreheads offset.

Looking at each other at close range, the two laughed like fools, even the air became sticky, and the nose was full of sweet and greasy smell.

"It always feels like we two look like idiots."

"Puff, dumb couple?"

"Hmm."

At the moment of tenderness, the lines are always so soft.

"Now, I'm Kanichi's girlfriend?"

"Yes indeed."

"Then, even if Qianyi has a wife, I'm Qianyi's girlfriend."

"......"

Unprepared to surprise, her smile was still sweet, but he froze.

"Little Hui..."

"Ok?"

"Why are you..."

Although my heart is eager for her statement, in this situation, hearing her say such words, naturally a strange sense of contradiction will emerge.

"Well..."