taste of honey

Chapter 32 The Unspeakable Dream

The evening wind in the mountains was blowing softly, making it barely cooler. Because of running for too long, Duan Qingxu was still breathing heavily, his chest heaving slightly, when he felt the touch, he only lowered his eyes and did not move.

Jiang Yi didn't take her hand away, with a calm face, she moved down a little bit, and wiped off the sweat inside. She moved very lightly and slowly, a bit on purpose. After wiping, she pressed the tissue under her thumb, and the other four fingers She climbed up and caressed the half-exposed collarbone.

His sweaty collarbone was half wet but not wet, his skin was fair, and he had just finished running, so his whole body was hot, even here.

The heat is transmitted through the fingertips, rubbing gently.

The surroundings were silent, there was no sound at all, and behind them was an old street lamp with a rusty and mottled column. The orange light was tainted by the night, weak and dim.

Jiang Yi was not very honest, she climbed over the protruding collarbone, went up a little bit, passed between the neck, caressed and touched intentionally or unintentionally.When he was about to reach her chin, Duan Qingxu grabbed her wrist tightly to stop the next move.

She pretended nothing happened, instead she grabbed Duan Qingxu's little finger and held it in her hand.

The palm was burning hot, as if wrapped in a ball of fire.

Suddenly someone on the trail walked by.

Jiang Yi grasped hard, insisting on firmly controlling the other party, but Duan Qingxu didn't struggle, as if she had expected what she would do.

When the person on the trail walked away, Jiang Yi suddenly pressed the other person's hand on the wooden chair to hold it down, leaned closer, and stopped at the corner of the person's lips.

Duan Qingxu still didn't move, he didn't know if he was used to it or what.

Jiang Yi pretended to go up to her, but she didn't, and stopped in time when she was approaching, and put her other hand on the back of her neck, stroking with her fingertips.

After running, the breaths of each other hadn't calmed down, they were both a little hot, and in the end, whoever moved first, accidentally bumped into one place.But Jiang Yi didn't do what she did before, but leaned back to get out of the way, and grabbed the hand that was pressing on the wooden chair.

Both far and near.

After a while, he leaned back again, and stopped again when he was about to hit it. This time he let go of his hands and sat upright.

"You sweat a lot, wipe it off yourself." She said, took a piece of paper and stuffed it into Duan Qingxu's hand, "Let's go down the mountain first, and go to the back door to eat."

After all, get up and go first.

Duan Qingxu was still sitting on the wooden chair, looked at the tissue in his hand, and took a while to follow.

It may be because of the unsafety at night, everyone gathered on the playground, and no one went up the back mountain, so there were almost no other people on the trail down the mountain.Of course, even if there were, they would be a young couple hiding behind a tree or in a hidden place. They would not go to places with lights, so naturally they would not be seen.

From the playground to the back door, there is no light for a section of the road, and the road is dark all the way.

Jiang Yi always leaned towards Duan Qingxu, and when she was getting close, she deliberately stayed away, playing tricks like this over and over again.

At the back door, she took Duan Qingxu to a small stall to eat rice noodles.

"Mianyang rice noodles, have you eaten them before?" She asked, no matter whether Duan Qingxu ate it or not, she ordered two bowls directly.

Duan Qingxu may not have eaten it. He usually eats in the cafeteria in a regular manner, and at most goes to the shops around the school when he has dinner. He will not come to such roadside stalls.The environment of the stall is not particularly clean, it stands on the side of the road, and there is a thin layer of oil on the table.Jiang Yi deliberately wiped her face twice with paper, and then handed over a pair of disposable chopsticks.

Duan Qingxu didn't relax his brows, but he still took the chopsticks and took two bites.

Jiang Yiyan smiled: "Over there in the old city, there is a very authentic Mianyang rice noodle shop downstairs. The price is affordable, five yuan a bowl. I'll take you there to eat when I'm free."

"Chengnan?" Duan Qingxu asked.

Jiang Yi nodded: "Hongxing Street, there is a century-old locust tree on that street, have you been there?"

"I've been there."

"Our home is at the end of Hongxing Street, the third tube building, next to the century-old locust tree, on the sixth floor."

The original family background that is not rich is not something that cannot be said. As long as it is not as yin and yang as Zhou Baizhi was last time, others can say whatever they want. Jiang Yi does not take this seriously, let alone feel inferior, it is unnecessary.

Hongxing Street has carried the memories of their family for many years, some are bad, some are good, and now they are living a happy life. Jiang Yi thinks back to all the things in the past, which are all things to be happy about.

Duan Qingxu looked up, and happened to catch the unconcealable smile on her face.

Jiang Yi ate rice noodles with chopsticks and said, "Our house hasn't been sold yet. If we go, we can stay there for one night."

Duan Qingxu didn't answer, I don't know if it's tacit consent or what.

The price of the roadside stall is cheap, but the portion is not much, and the chopsticks will be gone after a few chopsticks. After Jiang Yi finished eating what was in her bowl, seeing that the man was barely moving, she pushed the bowl over and said, "Give it to me if you can't finish it, don't eat it." wasted."

Duan Qingxu had dinner, and he is not hungry at all now, he has already eaten two mouthfuls of rice noodles in the bowl.

"Order another bowl," she said.

"Can you finish eating?"

She frowned slightly, "Not very hungry."

The next table is a couple, two people order a bowl to eat, regardless of each other.

Jiang Yi's back was turned, so she couldn't see it naturally. Taking advantage of Duan Qingxu's distraction, she directly took the man's chopsticks and put most of the rice noodles into her bowl.

"I don't dislike you." She muttered, sinking her head into powder.

Duan Qingxu glanced at the table next to him, but he was speechless, and ate slowly with his chopsticks in his hands.

After eating the noodles, the two walked along the street for half an hour. Jiang Yi bought some fruits and went back to the dormitory around [-]:[-].

While Jiang Yi was in the bathroom to take a shower, Duan Qingxu answered the phone. Duan Dongcheng called, just to ask, after all, if he didn't go home for a week, he had to make a call anyway.

The father and daughter talked little, and the call time did not exceed 3 minutes. In the end, Uncle Qi answered. Uncle Qi gave a lot of instructions on the phone to let her go home for the Double Ninth Festival.

After the lights were turned off, Jiang Yi watched a drama and Duan Qingxu read a book.

I was still reading the French "The Stranger", and I have read nearly a third of it.

The silk suspender nightdress that Jiang Yi wore tonight was newly bought a while ago. It has a sexy style and highlights her figure very much.Girls, different ages like different styles. When Jiang Yi was young, she liked fresh swing skirts. During her rebellious period, she preferred neutral styles. When she was in her twenties, she became more inclined to these mature and sexy styles. type.

The hem of the nightdress is loose, not long, and the length reaches the middle of the thigh, which is comfortable and cool to wear.She was lazily nestled on the chair, her whole body seemed boneless, her two long legs were crossed, she was not wearing shoes, and her toes were just so carelessly pointing to the ground.

The dormitory is clean, even the smooth floors are cleaned spotlessly. If you don’t have a cleanliness, you can sit without shoes.

She moved so much that she couldn't stop watching the drama, turning her chair around.

When Duan Qingxu turned his head, he saw straight and slender legs that had nowhere to rest.

Since returning from the villa, Jiang Yi has settled down honestly and has become a qualified roommate.

She turned her eyes away and turned her gaze back to the book.

On Sunday tomorrow, there is nothing to do. Jiang Yi has become addicted to watching dramas, and she doesn't even play games.When the episode ended, she picked up the cup on the table as if drinking water, but there was no water in the cup, because she didn't want to go out to get water, so she asked while looking at her phone, "Duan Qingxu, do you have any water?"

Duan Qingxu turned his head to look, and replied: "Yes."

Jiang Yi put on her slippers and came over with a cup, but she kept her eyes on the screen, watching very intently.

"Give me half a glass, I don't want to go out in the middle of the night." Jiang Yi said.

The water is drunk, and there is still more than half of the bottle left.Duan Qingxu hesitated, murmured, and wanted to tell her, but Jiang Yi urged her first: "Why are you so scared, you're distracted when you pour water."

As he spoke, he took away the phone and looked down at her. When he saw the bottle of water he had drunk, he paused and put the phone away.

Before Duan Qingxu could react, he silently went out with a cup to fetch water.

When he entered the door again, he continued to watch the drama without saying a word.

The atmosphere was stagnant, and Jiang Yi seemed a little unhappy because of such a trivial matter.Duan Qingxu guessed why, but didn't ask a word.

In an opaque and ambiguous relationship, there is always one party who thinks that some things are default, and will unconsciously do some more intimate actions, like eating rice noodles tonight, like drinking the same bottle of water, but often not, there is still a distance .

After all, no one has ever admitted it.

Jiang Yi was silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Duan Qingxu clenched his hands tightly and covered the book on the table.

It's late at night, it's time to sleep.

After turning off the lamp, the dormitory became dark. She was about to go to bed, but when she turned around, Jiang Yi came behind her at some point.

Before she had time to react, the other party suddenly hugged her and moved closer.

Brute and powerful.

Jiang Yi was a little crazy, not only kissed, but also grabbed her hand and put it on her body.

As if not allowing her to back down a bit.

Feeling the softness of his subordinates, Duan Qingxu pushed Jiang Yi away.

……

Irritability is like a rushing ocean wave, rolling wave after wave, overflowing the heart, swallowing people in bit by bit.

It took Duan Qingxu a long time to fall asleep.

She couldn't sleep well, and had a dream that she had never had before.

"What are you hiding from?"

Jiang Yi hooked her shoulder and asked.

She didn't speak, nor did she make any move to retreat.

The dream was blurry and uncontrollable, Jiang Yi tolerated her and urged her.

In the back, Jiang Yi scolded her, but not really scolding, but intermittently, which sounded uncomfortable and depressed.

In the dream, there was a pool of slightly turbulent water in front of her. She dipped into it, stirred it gently, and stirred up undulating ripples, which lasted for a long time.The water seemed to be alive, enveloping her hand, flowing around it, and finally dispersed suddenly, dripping down the slender and distinct fingers.

Very weird.

It was still dark in the morning, but it was covered with dark clouds. With a loud thunder, the rapid rain fell down.

Duan Qingxu was awakened by the thunder. When he woke up, his back was wet with sweat.

Diagonally opposite, Jiang Yi wrapped herself tightly in the quilt and slept soundly, unaffected by the thunder.

She moved, and belatedly felt the wetness between her legs.

Something that had never happened before finally arrived late, even though it was a dream, but that feeling was melted into the flesh and blood, deep and incomparably clear.

The temperature in City A dropped during this rain, and the weather turned from cool to cold. In just two days, the temperature dropped from the [-]s to the [-]s, and it was still falling.

Chongyang is Wednesday, and on Tuesday night, Zheng Yun went to school to pick up Jiang Yi.

Today, Chen Yuqiu had a whim and invited guests at home, but only three people from the Duan family next door were invited.

There was a traffic jam on the road, and it was already dark when we got home. As soon as Jiang Yi entered, she saw Duan Dongcheng standing in the living room with a cane.