Chapter 16 Chapter Four

After school was over that day, I excitedly got through the iron fence and rushed to her window. "Come on!" I danced a thin rope, "I have a good thing." She was holding a red and blue pencil, but she couldn't catch the ring in my rope.She giggled, with a look of joy on her face that I had never seen before.We played this trick over and over again, and before we knew it, it was dusk. The brilliance of the setting sun filled the western sky, and the gorgeous sunset glow reflected on her fair skin and smooth forehead.At this time, she thought she had realized the mystery and said that the "ghost" was on this rope.She's going to play with her rope.She wore a sky-blue silk shirt with a very low neckline, edged with a ribbon, and tied with a delicate bow on the chest.She resolutely untied the bow and pulled out the ribbon.

However, when I pulled, the ribbon still slipped from the edge of the pencil in her hand.She couldn't figure out the secret no matter what, lying on the backrest, she seemed exhausted, but the smile on her face showed that she was not yet fully entertained.I said this was taught to me by the gods, who drew a talisman on my hand... As I was talking, she suddenly screamed, sat up, snatched back the ribbon, put her hands on her chest, and said reproachfully, "Oh! You must have seen it!" "See what?" I was puzzled, "Is it a fairy?" She didn't answer, just pursed her lips and smiled.After a while, she leaned close to my face and said in a mischievous voice: "There are dozens of kissing styles in American movies, shall we act them out?"

On her hair, face, and shoulders, she exudes the familiar spring breath and a fragrance that I have never experienced before so close to me.My head suddenly felt dizzy, and I could only hear her hurried, incoherent words: "Come on..." I felt her hand forcefully press my head in front of her.I was terrified and extremely excited.My lips were pressed tightly against her dry lips.She still opened her mouth slightly and bit my upper lip with her teeth, the pain made me almost cry out. I don't fully understand the meaning of this behavior, I just think it's a little more fun than her acting dead.But at night, when a person sleeps in bed and recalls her strange movements, a mysterious emotion and desire arises in me.I was dimly aware that I was beginning to become a person, a person, my childishness and innocence would emerge from the cocoon into independent willpower.

But after a night, that incident seemed to have become a dream, and I am not sure whether I have really experienced that incident.With a deep sense of shame, I hurriedly walked past the iron fence of her house with my head down.