Chapter 27 Hallucination II (1)

Hallucination II (1) Childhood is fast but long, and the flowers in the morning are not exposed, just waiting to be picked up in the evening.In the moonlight I remember. Ye Di and I grew up together.Ye Di's mother died very early when she was young.She only lives with her father.Ye Di was born into a musical family.Father Ye is the chief cellist of the troupe, and Mother Ye is a flute player.Ye Di was named after her mother.They have been in love for many years. Ever since his wife left unexpectedly, Father Ye has become depressed and depressed. No matter who persuades him, he doesn't care about the marriage.Only with one heart and one mind to bring the big leaf flute.

Our parents are good friends and have lived in the same family area for many years.Father Ye felt sorry for his daughter who was young and had no relatives, so he often visited our family, implying that I should spend more time with her.When we were very young, we learned to play the cello from her father.Father Ye loved his daughter deeply, but he loved him silently and strictly.For example, Ye Di is better at playing the violin than me, but her father is always picky and says, look at Yijun, his bow is smoother than yours. Ye Di was a docile child since she was a child, but because of her unfortunate family, her personality was a bit introverted and silent.Our whole family loves her very much.I have always regarded her as my sister.

When I was young, there was a small bed in my room that was always hers.At that time, Ye's father often performed with the troupe, and whenever he left home, he gave Ye Di to our family to take care of.Usually, Ye’s father has a performance and can’t go home at night. Ye Di and I come back from school together, have dinner at our house and do homework, and wait for Ye’s father to return from the performance, which is also commonplace. Every weekend, I go to Ye Di's house with my piano on my back to find his father to have lessons.Meet the winter in the south.There is endless rain.The road is wet, like a bronze mirror, reflecting vague figures.I walked through the narrow streets and looked up at the leaves falling one by one. Through the sparse branches and leaves, the sky was cold, and there was damp and cold moisture on my face.There are many cloud marks, and there are occasional shadows of flying birds.Walking under the tree, there will be raindrops falling from the tree, hitting the face, cold as tears.

Ye Di and I are childhood sweethearts, and we have been in the same class since childhood.We entered school at a relatively early age, in the first year of high school, less than fifteen years old.Not long after school started, Kang Qiao transferred to our class.He is a northern boy.The teacher arranged for me to be at the same table with him.Kang Qiao's face is delicate and delicate, with the taste of early spring in the north where the water is thin and warm.When I look at him, I seem to see myself. At that time, I was not used to most of the boys around me, greasy leather, sweaty football shirts and smelly socks.He likes to talk about foul language and pornographic topics.Or some other nerds, who wear thick glasses like beer bottle bottoms all day long, only know how to solve problems, and have a poor, sloppy beard.It is no wonder that Jia Baoyu said, "Daughters are made of water, and men are made of mud. When I see a daughter, I feel refreshed; when I see a man, I feel foul and smelly."

Kang Qiao also likes sports, but he only likes to do sports alone, such as swimming and running.He does not participate in group sports such as basketball or football.He is a very peaceful person.Mild and clean.Me, Kang Qiao, Ye Di, the three of us became friends. In the summer vacation of the first year of high school, I often went to Ye Di's house to learn piano and do homework as I did in the past ten years.I was the top student in my grade, and Ye Di's grades were a little lower, so his father kept asking me to help her with her homework.This has been the case for many years. One afternoon, Ye Di's father gave us piano lessons. He said that there was another performance tonight and he would be back very late.You cook by yourself, or you can eat at Xiaojun's house.After speaking, he hurried out the door.

After Father Ye left, we chatted and sat on the sofa watching TV.There's a European movie going on, and there's a long sex scene at the climax.Our conversation stopped suddenly, and we sat side by side, watching the passionate couple on TV, truly indulging.I was suddenly flustered, and gradually felt more and more unnatural... I didn't dare to move, and I held my breath. Ye Di also seemed to feel something was wrong, she turned her head and said, it's too hot, I'm going to take a shower. She entered, and I heard the sound of rushing water, secretly relieved, but upset.The lust on the screen was coming to an end, I hesitated to pick up the remote control, turned down the volume, then turned off the TV, and sat alone on the sofa.

After more than ten minutes, Ye Di came out.She only wore a silk skirt, as thin as a cicada's wing.Like a transparent amber, wrapped in a body like a fruit core.Water dripped from her jet-black long hair, which wet the skirt of her skirt.I looked at her and felt the blood rushing up.As she approached, I stood up and met my eyes. Ye Di held the towel and lowered her head to wipe her hair, accidentally saw my protruding crotch.She blushed suddenly, but she didn't walk away, nor looked up.A short distance away, her body is looming like a flower bud.