It Seems I Love You Very Much Chapter 11: Philosophy of Love (2)

However, being angry is always more interesting than being unresponsive. Sang Wuyan achieved the desired effect and continued the topic with satisfaction.

"Then next time I invite you to see it."

"No. Thank you." The man squeezed the words between his teeth.

"You can try it. There are various ways of life and life in this world, we can only experience one of them, and the movie is like a program that allows you to try different tastes in a short period of time. It seems that It's like an off-track adventure."

"It's like reading."

"The movie is more direct."

"It makes no difference to me."

"Do you cry when you read a novel?"

“…”

"I will cry when I watch the movie, and the people in the play will be sad, and I will also be moved."

"That's because the emotional structure between men and women is different." He paused, "Maybe you love to cry." His tone was full of sarcasm, completely different from the cautiousness he had just carried her downstairs .

Sang Wuyan paused when he heard his unusually rude tone, and then said: "Yes, for example, I want to cry now."

Su Nianqun was a little surprised by these really crying words, and then heard Sang Wuyan burst into tears.

Sang Wuyan originally wanted to tell him to intimidate him, because this man is really not an ordinary stubborn. When I heard his indifferent sneer, I was actually very sad. I just wanted to talk to him a few more words and disintegrate his icy body. She didn't even expect such a pretense, but she really couldn't help crying.

After the tears burst, it began to spiral out of control.

"What did I do wrong? Why are you so mean to me all the time. It was wrong for me to try to help you when I met you in the elevator; it was wrong for me to take you home on Valentine's Day; I beg you It’s also wrong to pretend to be a couple with me; it’s still wrong for me to buy things for Xiaowei. I’m so sick that I can’t sleep to get up to chat with you, it’s really wrong and wrong. So you hate me, but you want to sneer at me, Isn't it?"

She pulled a tissue, wiped her nose, and continued to complain: "I'm top-heavy right now, like a hammer in my brain, and it's so painful. ."

The originally quiet living room is now full of Sang Wuyan's crying.

Su Nianqun sat next to her, feeling helpless and frustrated. Hearing her crying come to an end, she said, "The water is cold." Then she handed her the cup, trying to distract her attention.

The tone is indeed much softer than before.

Sang Wuyan took a few sips, moistened her throat and continued to wipe her tears. She choked up and said, "I am a patient, how can you be so cruel to bully me like this."

Su Nianqun didn't dare to talk to her again, for fear of another incident, so he opened the book just now and continued reading. However, the speed is much slower than before.

Sang Wuyan wrapped the quilt and curled up at his feet and leaned against the sofa. She was a little tired when she cried. In addition, Su Nianqun was almost like a wooden man, and she didn't answer a word. Gradually, I felt bored, and then the sad mood disappeared, and I almost forgot why I was crying.

After a while, Su Nianqun heard her gradually become quiet, some words turned into intermittent muttering, and then it was almost inaudible, and in the end, her breathing became long.

Probably fell asleep?

His fingers stopped and he turned his ear for a few seconds to make sure she was asleep.

After drawing such a conclusion, Su Nianqin dared to breathe a sigh of relief. She has cried in front of him twice so far, and each time it can be called an earth-shattering cry.

He put away the cup and book, and left gently, lest he would wake her up. He took a few steps but turned back, hesitant.

Because of the thick carpet on the sofa, she sat casually on it and talked to him. But if she was allowed to curl up on the ground and sleep until dawn, she would probably become more ill.

Thinking of this, Su Nianqun sighed lightly and turned back.

"Sang Wuyan." He called her, "You have to sleep in bed."

She responded, dazed and went back to sleep. Su Nianqun didn't know what to do, and it was difficult to hug her again. He held Sang Wuyan just now, with her consent when she was sober. Now that she fell asleep early and unconscious, thinking about the embarrassment of holding her down the stairs just now, she simply stopped holding her.

However, he knew that she fell asleep with great difficulty, and if he woke her up directly, it might be more uncomfortable. He stood in the middle of the room, and after a moment of silence, he decided to turn on the heating, and then went back to sleep by himself.

He was lying on the bed that Sang Wuyan had just laid on, and he always felt uneasy when he fell asleep. With his eyes closed, he remembered the contract signed yesterday, the lyrics, the messy sheet music, and the Saturday. The program of the welfare home made me think of Sang Wuyan.

Su Nianqin couldn't help but touched the scar on her hand that had not disappeared after being scalded by her, and then touched the blind watch that had not yet been removed from her wrist. It was a watch with raised markings and special hands that read the time with the touch of a finger. He opened the watch cover and touched it again: it was one o'clock in the morning.

He gets up and walks into the living room in the dark. When it was almost dawn, the temperature was the lowest, so he deliberately turned on the heating a little higher. Now, in this early spring and March night, it was a little too warm.

He crouched down and felt that most of Sang Wuyan's quilt had been pushed aside because she was too hot. He groped to find the quilt and covered it back for her. As soon as he let go, Sang Wuyan opened it again. He covered it back again, and she opened it again.

This time, Su Nianqin started to get a little annoyed. He had never cared for anyone in his life, especially in this situation.

He sullenly put the quilt back again, and it was fixed there without letting go. He made a reservation for a minute or two, during which Sang Wuyan tried to resist, but he moved a little, and he changed his position and continued to sleep without any effect.

When he let go, he thought, if Sang Wuyan dared to open it again, he would wrap her in a quilt with a rope and tie her up.

He was satisfied with the results, and she gave in obediently.

After Su Nianqun checked her victory, she returned to her bedroom and continued to sleep. After lying down, I started thinking about other things. For example, it takes 17 steps to get to the sofa from here; to go out, you have to go down three steps, turn right and walk 22 steps to open the fence to open the road; it takes 19 steps to go from the teacher's office to the opposite classroom? or more? I'm not sure. He hasn't been to class for half a month. Besides, every time I used to measure my steps there, there were always children running around and interrupting him, not only the children, but also Sang Wuyan. Love to interrupt him.

Thinking of the three words Sang Wuyan, Su Nianqin got up again and went to the living room. He leaned over to touch her forehead, which seemed to be hotter than it had been in the evening.

He didn't know much about medicine and nursing, so he didn't know what to do, so he had to find a cooling patch in the medicine cabinet and put it on her forehead.

Sang Wuyan moved, and it seemed that he was not sleeping very well, and occasionally a few words came out in a daze. He frowned and thought about it, and then carried her back to the bedroom with the quilt.

The next day, Sang Wuyan saw Su Nianqun and asked, "I seem to remember that I slept in the living room last night. How did it become a bedroom when we came together?"

"Yeah." Su Nianqun responded casually and put the fried egg on the table.

Seeing Su Nianqun's tired look, Sang Wuyan asked, "What did you do last night, didn't you sleep?"

"Are you still eating?" he asked impatiently, then threw a pair of chopsticks to her.

Sang Wuyan lowered his head and saw the scorched fried egg on the plate, and asked timidly, "Are you sure it won't kill you if you eat it?"

"I'm sure!" Su Nianqun squeezed three words out of his teeth with anger.

(3)

On the third day, the rash was at its most rampant. The rash was densely covering all parts of her body, and the doctor said that she would recover quickly after getting through it.

She didn't like lying in the room alone, it seemed lonely, so she moved to the living room sofa.

The milky white fabric sofa is large enough to fit her comfortably in it, including her pillows and quilt of course.

Su Nianqun didn't talk to her very much all the time, so it was all Sang Wuyan talking to himself and it was boring, and because of the drugs, he fell asleep while talking.

After a while, Su Nianqun came over to cool down a cup of hot water on the coffee table, and then stood quietly beside the sofa for a while, making sure she was sleeping soundly, before she took the key and went out to buy food.

On the fourth night, she woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly felt refreshed.

As soon as I looked in the mirror, the rash had subsided a lot.

She tiptoed to open the door and walked to the sofa, and found that Su Nianqin was already asleep on the sofa. He slept well and quietly, and the quilt was well covered.

The lights are off, but the living room is still bright.

Behind the sofa is the large floor-to-ceiling window with a height of five meters in the living room. The curtains were not drawn, and the moonlight came in and fell on Su Nianqin's face.

Sang Wuyan thought, last time I was arrested at the scene, but now you can't see with your eyes closed.

So I leaned down, trying to get a closer look at him.

Hold your breath, only Su Nianqun's light snorting is left all around.

She couldn't help snickering.

It turned out that the man's eyelashes were really long, and now they are quietly set up, leaving two curved shadows in the moonlight.

Suddenly, his eyelashes moved.

Su Nianqun said suddenly in his characteristic low voice, "I won't miss two opportunities in a row."

Sang Wuyan was taken aback by the words of his awakening.

Her expression froze.

Su Nianqun's hand reached the back of Sang Wuyan's head at some point.

Originally, he just wanted to tease her, but he didn't expect that Sang Wuyan would put a kiss on his lips.

Sang Wuyan pecked lightly: "Do you think I would?" After doing this, she proudly made a declaration of who was afraid of who.

Su Nianqun was caught off guard by her sudden initiative. Suddenly, her warmth and softness remained on his lips. She still had a low-grade fever, so she lay on top of him like a fiery fireball.

He calmed down a little, and for a moment seemed to smell the scent of aloe vera and privet flower. It was such a simple touch between lips that made those suppressed feelings in his heart suddenly grow wildly, disturbing his state of mind.

It turns out that he doesn't hate her. No, no, no. Not that I don't hate it, I even like it. Yes, like it. If I didn’t like why I heard her helpless call that night, I rushed over quickly; if I didn’t like her, how could I be patient and take care of her for the first time; .

Seeing Su Nianqun's thoughtful expression, Sang Wuyan began to reflect on whether he had really gone too far, and wanted to get off him in embarrassment. But she didn't want to, Su Nianqin pulled her back.

"How old are you?" he asked a distant question.

"Twenty-three, what?"

"You can take responsibility for the consequences of your actions." Su Nianqun said in a hoarse voice, then picked up Sang Wuyan and walked to the bedroom.

Sang Wuyan is extremely angry, is he really a blind man? How can you open and close the door so skillfully and put her on the bed? !

He choked her breath.

"Su..." She managed to break free for a breath, and just after uttering a word, Su Nianqun's tongue pried her teeth open, and she searched it recklessly.

She broke away from his kiss again and turned her head to one side, so Su Nianqin kissed her side face.

He was stunned for a second, then slid to her earlobe, then slid down, neck and collarbone... One by one, he unbuttoned the men's pajamas on Sang Wuyan's body, sucking the snow white on her chest skin.

The action is much gentler than before,

"Su Nianqun." She was finally able to call out his name completely from an unthinkable psychedelic.

"Huh?" he replied without forgetting to work hard.

"I like you from the first time I met you."

Sang Wuyan said these words with a blushing face.

These words seemed to be a spell, causing Su Nianqun to stop.

He was stunned for a while, and then re-arranged the pajamas on her body, waiting for his deep breathing to ease a little, while looking down at her like that, as if his eyes could really see.

He asked, "Why?"

"Loveatfirstsight!"

Su Nianqun smiled.

That was the first time Sang Wuyan saw him smile. His eyebrows were raised, his eyes sparkled like stars, and his eyelashes twitched slightly.

"Blind people can't understand English." Su Nianqin said.

Sang Wuyan pouted: "I don't understand what you are happy about."

Su Nianqun continued to laugh but did not answer.

"You said, what are you laughing at?" Sang Wuyan was unconvinced and stretched out his hand to stab his armpit. Su Nianqun seemed to be really ticklish, so he immediately avoided it and laughed out loud.

Sang Wuyan insisted: "You know how to bully me. What about you, Nianqun. When did you find yourself hopelessly in love with me?" He asked cheekily while walking on the bed press.

Su Nianqun couldn't escape, so he had to wrap Sang Wuyan in his arms, not allowing her hand to move, and hugged him fiercely.

His chin rested lightly on top of Sang Wuyan's head, and his eyes were dyed with a shallow smile.

After a long time, he whispered, "Maybe on the Ferris wheel."

"What?" Sang Wuyan didn't hear his whispers clearly.

Su Nianqun refused to repeat it again.