Risakova was lying alone in the lonely dormitory of the University of music. There were no roast geese, no almond cakes, no Christmas presents.
She didn't go home immediately after the winter vacation. The trip to Ukraine, which was originally arranged with Zhuoyang, has become such an inexplicable appearance. There is no saying at all.
During the cold war with Zhuoyang, Risha thoroughly sorted out the past and the future, and cleaned them up without any entanglement. All these steps are consistent with her plan. Everything seems to be under her control, except Zhuoyang.
Risakova is waiting for Zhuoyang, waiting for Zhuoyang's opening. She has already thought about it. As long as Zhuoyang says a word to her, she will immediately put down all the complaints and fly into Zhuoyang's arms to let him do whatever he wants.
However, a month later, risakova didn't wait for anything.
For the first time in her life, the proud risakova felt so lost and sad. She is willing to explain to Zhuoyang and give up everything for Zhuoyang. But the big boy didn't give her a chance to talk.
On this lonely Christmas Eve, risakova did not know where Zhuoyang was. On campus? Hanover? Still, she has left Germany. She has no idea. Risakova bravely put down her self-esteem and sent Zhuoyang a seemingly simple message. While waiting for the reply from her mobile phone, Raisa vowed to herself: as long as he can reply to me, even in China, I will go to find him at once.
However, throughout the night, the mobile phone with the right hand clenched is like sleeping, without any movement. Finally, she couldn't help the tears of her grievance. Gradually, gradually, she fell asleep
Hanguosburg Hotel, the deluxe suite is still joking, and from time to time, we need to row two fists, "two little bees...".
When the fourth bottle of wine opened, Zhao Xue dared not drink it. As a subordinate and nanny, she dare not forget herself completely. Zhao Xue, who is a little older, has the maturity that Zhuo Yang and Xiaoqing have not. She staggered and retreated first, went back to the bedroom and fell dead in bed. There are one big two small three bedrooms in the suite. Zhao Xue's bedroom is just outside the suite.
Zhuo Yang and Li Xiaoqing continue to drink recklessly. They lean on the sofa and sit barefoot on the carpet, eating and drinking while chatting. Sometimes, they can laugh at a word of non nutritious nonsense, and the serious news on TV can make them laugh at the tea table.
Drink up!
Boys and girls are drinking too much!
Non customs love light appearance, cold is better. Don't have roots and buds. They're not rich flowers. The snow at night stops and falls, just like flirting with this crystal fairytale world.
After Christmas Eve, Christmas morning is cold. The whole city is still sleeping. The snow outside the window makes the dawn come very early. Last night's noise makes the day seem extra quiet. Time seems to stop at the moment of dawn.
In the early morning, Zhuoyang was awakened by a bubble of urine. He opened his eyes with difficulty, and when he woke up he had a splitting headache.
Where the fuck is this? Drink too much and lose memory for a while.
It's a strange big room with enough heating to make it warm as spring. Zhuoyang felt that his chest was suffocating, as if something had been crushed.
He uncoiled the duvet
All of a sudden, Zhuoyang was scared to sleep!
A beautiful and scattered hair clings to his chest, and under the long hair is a beautiful and delicate side face. Small nose, long eyelashes, close eyes without even a tiny wrinkle around, moist lips with a shallow smile.
- Li Xiaoqing!!
Zhuoyang's body is only covered with a white flat legged head, while Li Xiaoqing's body is only covered with a narrow suspender vest and a beautiful little inside, which are also pure white. Short and close fitting clothes can't be concealed at all.
What happened last night?
Zhuoyang didn't dare to move. No matter how much he drank, he was scared to wake up. What happened? He tried hard to remember, but with how hard he tried to think, the last thought and memory only stayed with Li Xiaoqing, leaning against the carpet in the living room and drinking constantly. The next thing, like being stolen from his memory by some mysterious force, is completely without any concept.
Did you do it?
If you say you haven't done it, you can't believe who they are now! But if we do, how come we don't feel at all? If I do it in such a muddleheaded way, I'm also in a bit of a panic. It's the first time for someone to remember
Come whatever you are afraid of.
Just when Zhuoyang was thinking and praying to Li Xiaoqing not to wake up, the girl's eyelashes moved twice, then blinked and opened their eyes.
Zhuo Yang held his breath nervously and looked at Li Xiaoqing in horror.
Li Xiaoqing is obviously in a state of amnesia and confusion just like Zhuo Yang. Around the eyes around the turn, and then -
four, eyes, phase, right!"Ah --"
"ah --"
the two screamed at the same time.
"What did you do to me?"
"What did you do to me?"
The two men spoke in unison.
Li Xiaoqing jumped off Zhuoyang's body like an ANN spring and knelt down on the other side of the big bed. Both men looked at each other like ghosts.
Li Xiaoqing's body is perfect. There are several strands of long hair hanging on the chest, forming a strong visual difference with the white and delicate skin. The short and pitiful vest can only cover the pride of the girl standing up, but expose the exquisite clavicle without any cover.
She is also looking at Zhuoyang. The muscles in the chest are angular, strong and not broad. The muscular lines extend to the shoulders and armpits, then to the arms and abdomen. The abdominal muscles of the transverse line are perfectly aligned with the oblique waistline.
"Ah --"
Li Xiaoqing screams again when Zhuo Yang stares at his body. He quickly crosses his arms to protect his chest. Later, he hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap himself. Then, she saw Zhuoyang's tent because of urine suffocation and man's physiological phenomenon.
Zhuoyang is like a sniper rifle terminator at this time.
"Ah -" another shriek.
"Get out of here! Get out of here. " Li Xiaoqing's flustered voice has changed its tune.
Zhuoyang jumped out of bed in a panic and rushed out of the bedroom. Fortunately, he found his trousers halfway from the ground.
"Ah -" there was another scream from the door.
Zhao Xue, who is sitting in the living room, is worried about going in to find Xiaoqing and not going in. She knows Zhuoyang is in it. Look, the two of them should be better. But how could it come out with a scream? When he was in a dilemma, he suddenly saw Zhuoyang, almost naked, rushing out with a gun. Zhao Xue screamed, covered her eyes and ran back to her room. She slammed into the door.
There are two bathrooms in the suite. Zhuoyang gets into the small shower room, locks the door first, and it takes a long time to let the "bang bang" heartbeat calm down.