When I woke up, I was beaten to death by a stranger

Chapter 26 No one else

I was awakened by a scent.

I struggled to open my eyes. I had a splitting headache. I stayed on the bed for a long time before I realized something was wrong. I touched it with my backhand, and the bed next to it was indeed empty.The door was open, and the sounds of pots and bowls clinking and oil sizzling came in clearly, and the smell made people's noses itch.I raised my hand to touch my phone to see what time it was, but after looking around, I remembered that I put it in the living room last night.Just as I was feeling remorseful, suddenly a cough sounded at the door, which startled me, followed by the sound of footsteps, which made me extremely nervous, hugging the quilt and trying to lie down again, but Valentin suddenly appeared from the door frame, Swaying over with the plate in hand, he unintentionally raised his eyes and collided with mine.

I felt hot all of a sudden, and realized that I couldn't explain why I had to stay with him all night, so I got up two or three times, stumbled and rushed to the living room.Valentin asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

When I looked back, he was wearing a strapless vest and standing in front of the dining table, which was steaming with two plates.I was not awake, and I was even more dazed when I saw this situation, and I couldn't speak; he became impatient and urged: "What are you doing in a daze? Come and eat."

His tone was firm and unresistable, I walked over involuntarily, glanced at him a few times on the way, and then sat down hesitantly. After sitting for two seconds, I stood up again as if my butt was burned.

"What are you doing?" Valentin was taken aback by me, frowning and said indignantly.

I hesitated and said, "Well, do you have a toothbrush here? I still haven't washed it yet."

So he led me to the bathroom and pointed me to the sink. New toothbrushes and towels were neatly piled up on the table; when the new towels soaked through the water and touched my face and gave off a unique smell, I realized it later and gave birth. It's kind of weird - the first day after the previous sleepover was rushed and messed up, how can it be like this, with new teeth, fresh towels, and a hot breakfast.God knows how many years I haven’t eaten breakfast. My mother has always forced me to eat breakfast. I either don’t have time to eat it or I’m too lazy to eat it. Today, when I wake up for a long time, I have breakfast. I don’t know why it’s called I felt a sense of terrified intimacy, as if I had been thrust into someone else's life, into someone else's private territory.Especially this other person is not someone else.

I woke up a lot after washing up. I sat in front of the table. There were fried eggs and sausages on the plate. Xin usually makes fried eggs for breakfast, and if you don’t get distracted, you only deserve to eat slices of bread.” At that time, I sneered at the inexplicable fallacies of the young people. Although I don’t believe it much now, I still can’t stop laughing, so I scanned it by the way. Check his kitchen to see if there are slices of bread.

I ate slowly, cutting and grinding, so that the egg juice flowed all over the plate, but Valentin held the knife and fork together, poked the egg and swallowed it down his throat, then wiped his chin casually with a square towel, and breakfast was enough Finished.He didn't move after eating, and sat there smoking a cigarette. I always felt that he was staring at me, so I didn't dare to raise my eyes, so I just ate slowly and obediently.While eating, Valentin suddenly said:

"Did you have anything to do this weekend?"

"Ah?" I raised my head and subconsciously said, "No."

Then he stopped talking, and I was about to continue to say that I actually have to study for the exam, when he said again: "How about going skiing?"

He spoke very without confidence, with hesitation, apprehension and discussion, which was quite different from usual.I stopped my hands, hesitated for two seconds, and asked, "With whom?"

"...Follow me," he didn't expect this answer, he was stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "otherwise you—"

"Only with you?"

"Of course it's only with me!" He was furious, his body bumped against the corner of the table, and the knives, forks and plates clattered, "Who else do you want to call? Andre?"

"Andre? No, I don't want to call someone else," I went crazy with joy, forgetting all the exams and coughing, "I wish I could just be with you!" Then I kept asking nervously: "Just the two of us? No other people?"

"No one else," he said.He spoke without confidence, lowered his eyes, and gently rubbed his index finger.

No one knows how much these words mean to me.As if I had been injected with something, I stood up and took only three short steps towards him, but knocked over the chair and tripped on the ground; One corner of his mouth couldn't help but raised, his smile lines were shallow, as if he was smiling secretly.I suddenly felt very at ease.

"Kiss me," I ordered, "if you don't kiss me, don't go."

He immediately raised his eyebrows high, showing that unconvinced expression.I guessed that he would not follow suit, so I dragged his arm and pulled it down vigorously, wanting to hang around him for a while.Unexpectedly, he was pulled down very easily, and he threw himself into my arms, with a height of 1.9 meters, the pressure was so heavy that I could hardly support him; but before I could stabilize myself, Valentin put his head on my lips, The tip of my tongue came in, and I bit and pulled my lower lip with my teeth; I could only see his thick brown eyelashes, so I climbed onto the back of his neck with one hand, wrapped around his waist with the other, and completely pulled him against my body .The restaurant is really not big, and Valentin and I rolled around, kicking the chair upside down in the confusion, the chair legs scratching the ground and making a harsh sound, he rolled around my neck from one end to the other, hitting He stopped when he reached the wall.

We both lay on the ground to rest our breath, and I lay my pillow on his arm, out of breath, and said: "Your house, the land, isn't big enough, it's not big enough."

After hearing this, he laughed out loud, raised his elbow and rolled me over, as if he was holding me in his arms. "Then change to a bigger one?" He suddenly stopped laughing and said in a soft voice.

I went up and kissed his chin, kissed his throat, before I could say: "As you like, as you like." Then I hugged him and laughed all the time: "How do you say that? The one that starts with Yellow? YellowBlueBus, Is this it? YellowBlueBus, YellowBlueBus, YellowBlueBus, YellowBlueBus..."

"Just say it once."

"I don't! YellowBlueBus, yellowbluebus!"

I screamed again and again, and then I almost convulsed holding him, tears came out of my eyes, I couldn't believe that happiness could be so crazy; while Valentin kept kissing my forehead, my hair, like any Russian literature. like the Russians.