Chapter 6 51-60

51 As a girl from Beijing, generally speaking, she likes to bluff. At the beginning, she used simple and rude methods. She often pretended not to care when we were lying side by side on the bed and ready to go to sleep. She touched me inadvertently to test my reaction. After a while, seeing that I didn't intend to take the initiative, I kicked the quilt away. I don't move. So, she played with the elastic band of her panties, which was half removed, with her fingers, rolled her eyes and said to me, "Please." Seeing that I was silent, I immediately pulled up my underwear: "Forget it."

For a moment, she tilted her head mischievously, pretending to peek at me, then took off her panties with a swipe, and shouted, "Please!" 52 Sometimes, when I refused her, she would get a little angry and take revenge on me by insinuating ways. For example, before turning off the lights, she would shake the quilt up and down with her hands, and then ask me softly : "Hey, great writer, do you smell something?" "No." "I smell a smell of urine, it seems to come from you." After all, I hate to sleep. 53 Of course, most of the time, Yuan Xiaochen has her own way. It seems that she doesn't need to ask for my advice. When my reaction is normal, as a young white-collar who follows the fashion, she will act alone and follow the guidance. Consumer magazines, according to the picture, quickly found out the erogenous zone on my body that I hadn't found in thirty years, and made me horny. Of course, she was very kind, and she used her The water of desire was extinguished, and everyone was happy.

54 As far as I know, Yuan Xiaochen's interest in sex life is really not out of pure sexual desire. Sexual desire can be exaggerated, but in reality, I think everyone has a little bit of it, and it is easy to use it up. Under normal circumstances, the matter of satisfaction is often dispensable, and it passes away without paying attention. In my opinion, Yuan Xiaochen's use of sexual desire is not out of pornography, but out of distraction. Unidentified loneliness makes the rigid life appear more vivid. 55 One night, while I was writing, she wandered over with nothing to do, holding a big orange in her hand, pulled a chair and sat next to me, and rolled the orange around on the table.

I glanced at her: "What's the matter?" "Do you want to eat oranges? If you eat them, I'll peel them off. If you don't eat them, I'll peel them off." "Then I'll eat." So, the two of us ate half of the oranges, and she put away the orange peels, held them in her hands, and looked at me before leaving. "When will you finish writing?" "What's the matter?" "Watch the DVD with me after finishing writing. Watch it alone. It's unpopular and boring." "Wait for a while, you pick a plate that is more pornographic, lest I sit next to you and watch while my hands are idle."

"no problem." She turned around and took two steps, then turned back: "I have a question to ask you?" "Just ask." "Looking at you typing on the keyboard, this hand is quite nimble." I nodded: "It's okay." She raised her eyebrows, and her voice suddenly increased by 8 degrees: "Why do you sit next to me, like a prosthetic, am I so unattractive? Not even a keyboard?" Just as I was about to answer, she slapped my forehead: "Say! Is it because I have too few buttons on my body that you can't use it?" I squinted at her and shook my head: "Let's see how I play in a while, and then don't call the police."

Only then did she smile in satisfaction, and left saying, "You're going to die if you don't brag." 56 I continued to write, and after a while, she turned back "dada" and sighed: "Why hasn't the pornographic service time yet? My business is so bad, and regular customers like you don't come to help?" I laughed: "I really don't know what they put in the oranges to make you say such bitter words after eating." "I'm also weird. You only ate half of it, and you became an eunuch. I knew I would give you less food." I hugged her waist, kissed her face, and reached out to touch her back. She pretended to be excited, shook her legs, rolled her eyes and made a false cry, and then laughed. She looked at me happily: "Your prosthesis is okay, I'm done, you can continue writing, ignore me."

I nodded, and my eyes fell on the monitor again. Unexpectedly, she turned my head around and pointed it directly at her abdomen: "Where are you looking!" Then, she let go of one hand and slowly pulled Unzipping his own zipper, "swipe" the floor, took off his pants to his knees, and shook his crotch: "Don't you just look at it?" I swallowed my saliva and turned my eyes away: "It's moving, it's moving very much." "Then what are you waiting for, commit a crime." "After writing this paragraph, I will commit a crime." "After writing this paragraph, the young girl will grow into an old lady."

I stood up, picked her up, and rushed to the bedroom: "Slow down and grow up slowly." She yelled "stop and go": "Don't run so far, it's wasting time, just push me to the ground." We both fell on the bed, and she quickly took off her shirt: "I really didn't delay you, did I? Don't blame me when the inspiration comes later." As he said that, he kicked his pants flying: "Quick, quick, look, is my posture correct? It's not correct, I'll change it!" 57 In short, a month passed quickly. During this month, the two of us lived in peace and we basically didn’t go out for any activities. Yuan Xiaochen’s cell phone seemed to be stopped. Except for the occasional “beep” of a text message, I didn’t have the impression that she had called. like an orphan, with the community

Will completely cut off contact, she went out for an interview, told me the time of her return before she left, and often came back early, Yuan Xiaochen seemed to be in a period of summing up her life, sometimes she went to the balcony to practice yoga, sometimes with TV Do aerobics together, read books, browse the Internet, the most frustrating time is just connecting the microphone, going out and buying a few karaokes for self-entertainment, and not interested in watching TV or DVD. In my opinion, if there is no job, she will look like she can't find herself. That is to say, she has no experience of getting along with herself at all. She is destined to be a social person. If there is no social role, then her life It is almost done by daze and sleep.

58 Finally, I finished the script on schedule and earned 100,000 yuan in royalties. When Yuan Xiaochen saw me throw stacks of banknotes on the table, his eyes flashed with excitement and loveliness, as if she earned the money. Half an hour later, she came up with a series of consumption plans, including traveling, selling old cars and paying for new ones in installments, and even buying a house, etc. If I am not a bachelor, I can just choose one of her plans and execute them. I hate it. If he couldn't, he would naturally become her husband immediately. 59 Next, I let her down because I went to a party and played blackjack with a group of idle friends, a game I don't know how to play, I actively participate in it because I am afraid that I will have nothing to do when I am idle, So I learned the basic rules on the spot, and immediately ignored her advice and put it into practice. I lost more than 5,000 yuan in two hours, which made Yuan Xiaochen very angry. There are too many bad habits to understand, anyway, she ignored me for two days after the incident, and the next day, I went to a friend's house to play mahjong and won 3,000 yuan, telling her to treat me better, now that winter is over, The spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. Yuan Xiaochen found a job and worked in a company nearly 40 kilometers away from my home. The transportation cost for a month was almost the same as renting a house, so she rented a one-bedroom apartment next to the company and agreed to spend the weekend together. The rest of the time is arranged separately.

60 The day before the renting, I had a delicate lunch with Yuan Xiaochen. While eating, she glanced at me, implying that I should give her some advice on renting out the house. A little disappointed or let down, maybe I will make her more confident if I keep it, but I didn't do that. I don't feel awkward, I like to ask her to understand me as a selfish and cold type of person, so as not to cause trouble for myself, some men like the feeling of being strongly needed by others, and I wish there were a few women behind him to fight for him. Fun, I feel so tired, I know that I am not important, in the crowd like a leaf falling with the wind, I am very content, a few moments are enough to move me, I feel that I am trying to get together It doesn't make any sense for someone to pretend to be happy, and then greet the ensuing calm or neglect and loneliness. "Then we're friends with benefits again?" I saw Yuan Xiaochen asking me half truth and half lie. I didn't take her word for it. She stayed for a while: "I invite you for this meal, thank you for taking me in during my dark days." Immediately, he took out his wallet and paid the bill. I got up to go, and she said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask you a question." "Say it." "What if you like a man who is not lustful?" "Are you talking about me?" I smiled at her. "Get out! You are worthy of my liking too! Let me tell you, you are my sex slave. I will find you whenever I want! And, let me say one more thing, you look like you are prematurely aging, how can you be like that? Art? No passion at all! Just like ordinary people!" "I think I'm starting to go downhill." I answered casually, speaking the truth. "What downhill?" "I can't tell." "Career or relationship?" She asked me seriously. "It's life," I suddenly replied, "Career and relationship are all illusions of life, only fools cling to them and don't let go. It's a common hobby of all people. To give, to gain, to succeed, to fail, this is Business, plus birth, old age, sickness and death, joy, anger, sorrow, joy, just such a little thing, there is no end to it—I said, why is life so monotonous!" "You are so noble, what's so great about you!" Yuan Xiaochen seemed to be annoyed by my words, and couldn't help but replied to me, maybe I hurt her. I didn't take her word for it. But she thought about it, and then asked me: "What else do you think there is in life?" I came back to my senses, tried my best to pretend to be happy and said, "I really can't think of anything more vulgar for a while, and I will write a report to tell you in detail later." "You are a real person. When you say something serious, you pretend not to be serious."