Chapter 46 The Forbidden Zone

The end of that night was calm and ordinary.

Chen Sirong suggested that he wanted to go back that night.

The owner agreed and asked the driver to send Chen Sirong back.

Before leaving, Chen Sirong took out something from the handbag he brought and placed it smoothly on the coffee table in the bedroom.

I originally planned to give it to the owner at the beginning of the meeting, but the owner's order interrupted everything.Before leaving, she remembered that there was a meaning of parting gifts.

The driver quickly sent Chen Sirong back.

She walked slowly back to the room and closed the door.

Everything in the bedroom seemed to twist, whirl, and then disappear at this moment.

Chen Sirong lay on his back on his bed.

There is a constant, warm liquid that falls rapidly from the cheeks.

Without the consent of the two, it was Chen Sirong's fault that she fell in love with Dm alone.

She broke the rules alone and stepped into the forbidden zone of this established relationship.

The master did nothing wrong.

But Chen Sirong thought that she did not regret it either.

Can she really hold back her sincerity and continue to practice and communicate with her master like that?

When the master gave her infinite praise and affirmation, can she really only have the emotion of happiness?

There is no way, Chen Sirong can't do it.

Even at this moment, just thinking about it, Chen Sirong's heart began to burst into sharp colic.

She can wear an eye mask and practice with her master, but she can't pretend to be unable to see her heart.

Chen Sirong shed a lot of tears, but she didn't blame her master or herself.

This relationship might have stopped when the owner recognized her for the first time, but at that time her obsession with her master made her completely ignore the hidden dangers that followed.

It’s not just the owner who is out of control.

Also out of control is Chen Sirong.

Chen Sirong lay silently on the bed for a long time, her eyes were so swollen that it was too uncomfortable, and her nose was completely blocked and she couldn't breathe.

She slowly sat up and walked to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water.

Everything about her looks bad in the mirror.

My hair was scattered on my shoulders, my eyes were red as if I had just returned home from the scene of a ghost movie, my nose was blocked, and I could only half open my mouth and use my chest to swell.

Fortunately, I didn't stay at my master's side, otherwise Chen Sirong would have thought that his tears would not have stopped so quickly.

After washing her face with cold water, Chen Sirong's mood gradually calmed down.

She was actually just a little sad.

After all, she and her master had so many happy and beautiful memories.

But the owner was right, she knew her master's body shape and was familiar with her master's voice.Now, I touched the scar again.

If there is room for blurring body shape and voice, then the scar that Chen Sirong touched with her own hands will be solid evidence that she can determine the identity of her master.

The scar will not disappear so quickly, and the next time Chen Sirong meets the owner in reality in life, she will recognize the owner.

It is not only Chen Sirong who has reached the end of his journey.

So is the master.

Chen Sirong sat in bed for a long time, and finally, she picked up her phone and sent a message to Sara.

Grace: I told my master today that I love you.

Chen Sirong didn't expect Sara to be still awake, but Sara's phone number was in the next second.

Chen Sirong picked it up and heard Sara's panic voice: Grace, you're crazy!?

Chen Sirong sat by the bed and smiled bitterly: It seems.

She told Sara all the important points of her and her master's matters. Sara was a little angry at first, Chen Sirong was too stupid, but when she heard it, Sara just sighed deeply.

Sara: Forget it, I don’t have the right to talk about you.I remember that on the first day I was anxious to send my selfie.

Chen Sirong was surprised: You haven’t told me that you were eager to post a selfie on the first day!

Sara: How can I say Ah for such a shameful thing!I don’t even have the nerve to tell you that I’m sending photos of sexy underwear.

Chen Sirong couldn't help but laugh with her cell phone.

Sara: You won’t be angry, I’d have left that person behind me long ago. If you hadn’t been looking for a master at that time, I wouldn’t have thought of that embarrassing thing again!

Chen Sirong: I know, and to be honest, I thank you.

Sara: Forget it, don't thank me.Look at you now.

Chen Sirong pursed her lips and said in a flat voice: I have no regrets, Sara.

I know, he looks very good at playing, have you had a good time?

Chen Sirong choked and immediately said: We have never been to bed.

True or fake?He is sexually incompetent?Sara was amazed.

No, Chen Sirong held the phone tightly, No, we haven't reached that point yet.

I have practiced it twice, and you told me that you have not reached that point yet.Then what are you waiting for Pangu to create the world?

Chen Sirong was joked by Sara again. She restrained her expression and said softly: He... respects me very much.

Chen Sirong's words ended here, and Sara sighed meaningfully.

Sara: I am most afraid of men taking respect. You say that they deliberately engage in emotional offensives. Respecting people is the most basic, but if you say that they are not engaged in emotional offensives, it is definitely a lie.Otherwise, how could you become like this now.Fortunately, I was an impatient person, so I passed him a selfie and failed in both directions.

Chen Sirong couldn't help laughing again.

Sara continued: So, when you two meet, you will be a turtle with mung beans.

Chen Sirong: Can you... speak more civilizedly...

Sara laughed: I am not civilized enough, so my master removed the option.

Chatting with Sara was too happy, and Chen Sirong's originally calm mood was slightly relieved.

Thank you, Sara.I'm getting better.Chen Sirong said, are you planning to go to bed just now? It's so late.

No, Sara said, just planned to have sex.

Ah?Chen Sirong was shocked, then I'm dead, you're busy...

what?I have driven away the man, and now you still want to hang up my phone?

……sorry……

It's okay, as soon as he took off his pants, I planned to find a reason to ask him to leave.

He is too young.Chen Sirong asserted.

It's my sister.

The two burst into laughter on the phone.

Sara asked again: But have you ever thought about who he is?

Chen Sirong lay on the bed and was silent for a while.

In fact, who he is, is not the point.What’s important is…I wonder if he appears in my life from time to time… Can you understand?

Understand, Sara said, if he and you don't meet often in real life, then it is actually not a terrible thing to recognize him in real life.But be afraid, that man often has intersections with you in reality in life.

Chen Sirong focuses on the head.

Yes, it makes me feel terrible.It was like he was actually monitoring me all the time, but he didn't show any hint of his feet.

But what if he is really the one who has always been by your side?Sara asked, he actually did nothing wrong, and he confessed from the beginning that he knew you. If so, what would you do?

On the phone, Chen Sirong fell into silence.

Sara said again: Or, staying by your side from the beginning and deliberately approaching you after knowing who you are is actually two situations.I can understand the first case.

Chen Sirong was still silent, and it took her a long time to say: I don’t know.Sara, I don't know.

Totally understand, Sara said, I'm not you, I can't really empathize.Especially for such intimate people who want to uncover the mask in reality, everyone will be afraid of it.

Thank you, Sara.

Thank me for what to do.

Chen Sirong almost burst into tears again.

I was chatting with me late at night, and I didn’t bother me if I listened to my pretentious hesitation and repetition.

Who said I don't mind you being annoyed?

Chen Sirong was stunned and the two laughed together.

Sara's tone was a little serious.

Anyway, I brought you into this circle, especially he also introduced him to you.I feel a little responsible to you.

It's really not your fault, I got caught in it myself.Chen Sirong said.

Then, will he have any response after hearing you?

I told him not to reply to me, but in fact he replied to me later.

What did he say?

He said… ‘Grace, the master can give a reply now, but C cannot.’

Sara asked hard: Why can’t I understand? Is it the Chinese who are talking?

What he means is that as the master, he can reply to me, but as C, he can't give me a reply to me in reality.Chen Sirong said slowly, maybe he felt that I didn’t know who he was in reality, so he couldn’t reply to me irresponsibly.Or maybe, in reality, he doesn't have such feelings for me.

No, I have a question now, is this a Chinese speech?Is he Chinese?

Chen Sirong was also stunned for a moment: Yes...Ah, he has no problem with Chinese, no problem with typing, and his body does not have the body sensation of foreigners.

Is it possible that he is a clean and Chinese-speaking foreigner?

Chen Sirong was silent, she had never thought about it in this direction.

But he speaks very well in Chinese and has no accent at all.But why do you think so?

Sara: Of course it was because of the message he sent, so who would say that!I almost didn't understand!Either a foreigner or a Chinese pretending to be mysterious!

Chen Sirong couldn't help laughing.

Sara sighed: Sure enough, I am not the same person as me.One of you dares to speak and the other dares to understand, a pair made of heaven and earth.

When Chen Sirong was retelling the news from his master, his nose was slightly sore and swollen again.

Who knew that Sara's words almost made her laugh out loud.

Sara: Then I have a deeper understanding of this person now. Maybe he is still your WeChat friend at all.

Chen Sirong widened her eyes, but she knew that what Sara said was not unreasonable.

You can quickly open WeChat Moments now!

Chen Sirong asked: Huh?

Find a man who loves to post a long and incomprehensible thoughts on his Moments.

Chen Sirong: ?

Sara said confidently:

Especially the kind of pretender who can write poems by himself and then publish them!