Chapter 39 39

39 There were many sunny and beautiful days in early summer. Chen Tian couldn't sit still in the office. He called in the afternoon and asked me if I wanted to go fishing.I said yes.I don't admit it, but I want to see him. He picked me up in his car and said he was going home to get some fish food.When we drove to a residential area in Andingmen, he stopped the car and said to me: "I'm going up to get fish food, you can wait for me in the car, or you can go up and have a look, if you think it's inappropriate, just wait here for me, I'll Come down in a moment."

Why am I so cautious, I naturally follow him. The house is not big, it is a bachelor's home.I'm standing in the living room, looking around, and he's emptying his fish food by the fridge.I don't know when, he has come behind me and hugged me silently. The lights in the room were very bright, very dazzling, but in my memory it was dark, and I think I must have closed my eyes.I found myself leaning against his arms, so natural, so familiar, my lips touched his neck, my forehead pressed against his cheeks, I felt his warmth, his breath and desire so close in the dark, I The thing I thought I'd been putting off has finally happened...

However, he let me go very carefully. Later we went fishing, and the harvest was not small. There were carp and crucian carp. I took them home and gave them to my mother to eat for several days. I have to say that I was dizzy, and I was still in a daze after driving out for a long time. Of course I could, having half as much affection as I did with him was reason enough to have sex.I heard his desire gasping in my ears, my body bent softly and submissively in his hands, but he let me go. On the way to go fishing, Chen Tian parked the car in front of a bookstore, asked me to wait in the car for a while, and went into the bookstore by himself.

Ten minutes later, he came out with two books and handed them to me—his novels "The Pastoral" and "My Happy Times". "Only these two books, the rest will be given to you later." "Don't you sign?" He thought about it, took the pen but didn't know how to write, and I laughed beside him. "Laugh at me! Stop writing." "Write it, I will think of you when I take out these two books in the future." He knew what I said was right, and that must be our final ending, so he picked up his pen again and wrote stroke by stroke: "To Tao Ran——Chen Tian."

When the book was handed over to me, he put his hand on it and refused to leave it. "Would you still like me if we had different views?" he asked. This is too childish, but I can't make fun of him. "I like you not because we have the same views." It's true, I haven't even read his book, and I don't know what point of view he holds, that's the first time I admit that I like him. "I think you will like "My Happy Times", not necessarily "Pastoral"." He drove the car talking to himself, guessing alone, with no confidence at all.