Chapter 7 Memories of Song Ziying

Bored, I lay on the bed, watching the hot midsummer sun cast mottled shadows on the floor through the fences of the floor-to-ceiling windows

Cicadas chirping in the garden outside the window

The sky is clear and blue, with only a few light feathered clouds adorning it in the sky

I pulled the gauze curtain with the remote control, and the spacious bedroom suddenly became silent

The world is no longer hustle and the heavy rains last night seemed to have never happened.

I feel the sweetness of Sister Huailinlin's cherry lips on my mouth and ask for a kiss. I miss her soft and tender tongue that stirs the love of lingering in my mouth.

Her proud pretty face frowned, her eyes half closed, and her desire was confused

This moving face is imprinted in my mind, and I can't forget it for a long time

The intercourse between four people last night seemed to be in another world in a trance

I feel like I'm just recovering from a serious illness, my whole body is sore and weak, and I don't have the strength

Maybe it was the madness of the first night that made me too excited and made me unable to afford to go to bed now

I felt sleepier, so I wrapped the quilt tightly and put my clothes on to sleep

Close your eyes and see a piece of black and red embellished with golden colors

I still seemed to be in the big bed of the hotel last night. My ears were Linlin's moaning and moaning with her heart. Her plump and sexy body twisted and twisted on me.

Finally, my consciousness no longer flowed, and my brain took my body to fall asleep

Time has stagnated

While I was sleeping soundly, time was like an ancient well with mottled moss in the countryside, deep and quiet

My consciousness is hiding in the well, and every sand, every stone, every flower and every leaf in the outside world has nothing to do with me

In my dream, I just want to be a frog in the well who is greedy and sleepy. College entrance examination, university, love, and money are all illusions.

They turned into human form and passed by me one by one

In this well, I am a passerby, and they are also passers-by.

In a trance, someone seemed to be touching my forehead, and his slender fingers turned to my cheeks and came to my chin again.

I tried to open my eyes slightly and vaguely saw a girl in school uniform with a ponytail tied behind her head, and the air bangs just rightly covered her fair forehead

Her slender and slightly raised eyebrows frowned, and her big shiny and round eyes were filled with care and warmth.

Big double eyelids and curved eyelashes make her big eyes look more agile and cute girl

The nose is straight and the lips are plump. The two pink lips are pursed lightly. They are very thick and thin. It is not as good as the one more or less.

She is Song Ziying, the school beauty who is fantasized about being masturbated by Sun Yuhao every night, and is also the girl Qin De said as beautiful as Sister Linlin.

Her oval face is as pink as a baby fat, with both childish innocence and the beauty of a young girl

The concern on her face was obvious at this moment. The girl's sorrow was like a hazy poem, light but profound and timeless, like the first flash of cereal, and the wonderful feelings were fleeting, which of course was also unpredictable.

Why did she come to my dream?

It was Sun Yuhao's casual mention last night that reminded me of her

This girl with extremely excellent academic performance always carries a princess-like breath with her. It seems that the pink cherry blossom petals will inexplicably fall beside her in the next second. Of course, there may be a gentle and soothing piano melody surrounding her.

In this way, this sweet school beauties who were originally like a dream seemed reasonable and appeared in my dream.

Oh, I understand, I have seen the sad face of the girl on her face now

This quiet oil painting was so imprinted in my mind that I once thought I forgot it, but it appeared in my dream again

That was the day when I returned to school after the college entrance examination results were released. When I left school, the evening sunset spread the golden light in every corner of the campus.

Qin De and Sun Yuhao didn't come. I walked towards the school gate alone and looked up and saw Song Ziying standing on the rooftop. She looked like this faint sorrow.

I had no time to think about it, turned around and left

Although she is sweet and cute, she is like being held by the stars and is the focus of the whole school, but what is the intersection between her and me?

Only her beauty is like a love poem, like an oil painting imprinted in my mind

Maybe my admiration for her is hidden in a corner of my heart, but the reality is that I cannot have any interaction with her.

Sun Yuhao never hides his love for her. When chatting with us, he once said that Song Ziying was his sexual fantasy object.

But in contrast to our eyes, Sun Yuhao didn't even dare to show off his grandeur in front of Song Ziying.

A girl like Song Ziying is destined to marry a prince. Like all the princesses in fairy tales, she finally lives a happy and perfect life.

Maybe every boy in a middle school will regard Song Ziying as his crush, and even some young male teachers whisper to her.

This is the charm of the school belle

Her face is so close to me that I can even see the thin fluff on her face. Since I am in a dream, why am I still reserved?

I hugged her face, and the sweet and lovely breath sprayed on my face

Bing Gang...what do you do...

Her cherry lips opened and murmured

I kissed her lips hard, and Song Ziying's face was just tightly touching me, and a whimpering sound came from her mouth.

I know clearly that I am in my dream, because her movements and reactions move with my heart, and only in my dreams she is my forbidden body

Xiaogang! Xiaogang!

Bing Jie's voice sounded in his ears

You have a fever

Bing Jie said

I woke up from my dream and looked blankly at the familiar bedroom beside me.

Bing Jie stood beside my bed, holding an infrared thermometer in his hand, muttering: Thirty-eight degrees six

Everything in the dream is far away from me

I live in reality, I am back who has no interaction with Song Ziying

Dad, what time is it?

Four o'clock in the afternoon

I seem to have been sleeping for too long

No wonder I felt exhausted when I got home. It must have been the rain and indulgent carnival that last night that made my body overwhelmed

Dad, I want to drink water...

OK, you wait...

Bing Jie poured me a glass of water, turned around and walked out, and said: I'll drive out the car, I'll take you to the hospital later

I didn't say anything, closed my eyes again

I could vaguely feel that my body seemed a little different, but I didn't know what it was

Dad, are we still going on a trip?

You've been like this, why are you going? Let's talk about it in two days

After arriving at the hospital, I had a little bit of it

I didn't get any fever until three o'clock in the morning, and there was no abnormality in the physical examination.

Bing Jie has always been by my side and fulfilled all the responsibilities of a father

I'm still quite grateful to Bing Jie

Although he gave me a poor appearance, he also gave me a rich material life and a tolerant and generous personality.

Since childhood, I have no worries about food and clothing, and I have never been worried about money.

He can satisfy me any material needs

I often think that if my growing environment is the same as Bing Jie's childhood, I will definitely not be as good as him, and of course I will not be able to marry a woman like Ning Zichun.

I also miss Ning Zichun now.

She is the most perfect mother image in my mind, loving, patience, warmth, beautiful, perfect

I can't use the gorgeous words in any language in the world to praise her.

My mother is my goddess

I'm often troubled by the rising lust

Especially in adolescence, you will have an unspeakable impulse when facing Ning Zichun.

I am her son and a teenager with sound physical functions

Like all teenagers, I am confused, ashamed, confused, and impulsive about my youth.

I was born as a man, but at such an awkward age, I don't know how to become a man

Schools are silent, society keeps silent

Adolescence education is superficial

No one will tell me how a boy can grow up and become a man

Even parents like Bing Jie and Ning Zichun who are open and generous have never talked to me in detail.

The entire society is avoiding the secret of human survival and reproduction

The reproductive code that evolved from hundreds of millions of years of life, and the happiness of being born into human beings has become a shame for people.

My attachment to Ning Zichun and my occasional impulses are incompatible with the entire environment

People are born with Oedipus complex. This is human instinct, not to mention a perfect woman like Ning Zichun

But human ethics distinguish people from birds and beasts

This is the bottom line of mankind

I have troubles, I don't want troubles to become troubles

In short, I thank God for letting me be born in such a happy family, although my appearance is not perfect

Dad, when will mom be back

I called her and told her that she pushed the show and came back early

I feel mixed feelings, moved and blamed myself

Ning Zichun turned off the show and rushed home. She was worried and anxious about me, so she must have been under a lot of pressure.

After all, not everyone can go to the TV station's lectures, and it will definitely make others embarrassed if you cancel them.

When will my mother arrive? I'm very tired when driving overnight

Your mother loves you the most, you don't know who can persuade her

Bing Jie raised his hand and looked at his watch and said: Go to bed quickly. You haven't slept much all night waiting for you to wake up, and your mother is back.

Bing Jie actually didn't sleep all night

But I can't say anything I'm grateful for

Bing Jie's eyes showed bloodshots. He must have been very tired even though he had not closed his eyes all night.

I always thought that Bing Jie's concern for Ning Zichun was above me, but now it seems that I am actually narrow-minded

I was sleepy and fell asleep on the hospital bed

Xiaogang, are you getting better?

Ning Zichun's hand touched my forehead, and her soft and smooth jade hands caressed my face like Bing Jie just now.

I opened my eyes and saw Ning Zichun looking at me with tears in her eyes

Xiaogang, it’s because my mother is not able to take care of you by your side.

Bing Jie stood beside Ning Zichun and said to her: What's wrong? Your own son is so polite.

Ning Zichun pinched Bing Jie with his hands and said angrily: You just talk too much. After saying that, he looked at me with a smile. His beautiful face still had the shyness of Bing Jie.

I was stunned for a moment. Ning Zichun's coquettish expression was really a stunning look.