This was Xu Le's first time treating someone of the opposite sex to a meal in a formal restaurant, so he was a little nervous. Once he was nervous, his eyes would subconsciously not look anywhere else but at the only girl he was familiar with. However, when he glanced over, he saw her chest that was not covered by the sky-blue spaghetti strap dress. His heart fluttered when he saw her fair breasts that were half-covered by the dress. He quickly shifted his gaze up, only to see Zhang Xiaomeng's lowered face. Her slightly curled eyelashes, and her red lips and white teeth were gently biting on the fork. His heart was even more flustered.
The temperature in the restaurant was maintained at 20.6 degrees, and the black pepper steak was slightly spicy. A cute bead of sweat seeped out of the tip of Zhang Xiaomeng's nose. She had already taken off the short windbreaker that she was wearing, and her entire person was unintentionally releasing a pure charm. Perhaps it was because of the food, or because she had noticed Xu Le's glance just now, Zhang Xiaomeng's sideburns had turned slightly red. However, she did not deliberately hide the view in front of her chest. She maintained this seductive posture, awkwardly displaying her charm.
Xu Le knew where his eyes should be looking, but Zhang Xiaomeng did not know where he was looking. Both of them had different thoughts in their minds, and they fell into an awkward silence.
"I like you." Xu Le's extremely serious and firm words broke the silence.
Zhang Xiaomeng raised her head in surprise and looked at the honest boy in front of her. She never would have thought that he would confess to her so directly. For a moment, her language skills were a little lacking. She stammered, "What … what did you say?"
"I said, I like you very much." Xu Le repeated that sentence again. Because it was the second time, he said it much more naturally than before. He looked at Zhang Xiaomeng's delicate face and thought to himself, When you look out the window, I always want you to look at me. This should be called like, right?
"Why?" Zhang Xiaomeng lowered her head, a little flustered. Today, she just wanted to have one last faint moment of youth and enjoy it to her heart's content. She did not expect Xu Le to suddenly ask her such a question, and this question came so quickly and firmly.
"You don't need a reason to like someone." Xu Le looked at the plate on the table. There was still steak and juice left on the plate. It was as if he was looking at an extremely difficult obstacle to overcome. He held the knife and fork tightly with both hands and said, "If we argue from a physiological and psychological point of view, we are releasing some kind of information to each other. We can feel it, so we like each other."
Zhang Xiaomeng looked at him blankly. After all, she was just a girl who had never been in a relationship before. No matter how determined she was and how meticulous she was, she would never know that there were many kinds of love, and there were also many kinds of men. Some men were like Xu Le, who would only choose the most direct way to attack and would not give her any time to quietly leave.
"Haha." Zhang Xiaomeng tried to hide her panic. "I … don't understand."
Xu Le raised his head and stared into her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he said seriously, "I once had an elder tell me that if you meet a girl when you are young, and you don't want to peek at her body at all, and you don't dare to fantasize about things related to lust in your mind, then it proves that you like her, and it's a real kind of like."
Zhang Xiaomeng looked at him blankly and asked, "This … this … what kind of theory is this? If you … are not interested in my body … "She wanted to say, if you are not interested in my body, why did you look at it just now, and why do you like me? However, halfway through, she realized that this kind of discussion was a little too naked and explicit. She quickly lowered her head and asked in a soft voice, "How many people have you met like this?"
"Two." Xu Le answered quickly. This answer had actually been in his mind for a long time. Zhang Xiaomeng raised her head and asked with interest, "Who else is there besides me?" She wanted to pretend to be indifferent and ask a question out of interest between friends, but her flashing eyes revealed that she actually really cared that Xu Le had other girls in his heart.
"Jian Shui'er." Xu Le smiled in a seemingly simple and honest manner, which made Zhang Xiaomeng roll her eyes. All the men in the Federation, from young to old, liked that little girl with purple hair.
Xu Le looked at Zhang Xiaomeng's slightly blushing face, and his heart skipped a beat. The theory that he just relayed was actually something that Uncle Boss once said. However, he didn't tell Zhang Xiaomeng everything.
Back then, Uncle Feng Yu was sitting in the twilight with a glass of red wine in his left hand and a piece of beef in his right. He said to the young Xu Le, "But the problem is that this kind of liking is only a little boy's liking after being influenced by too many romance novels … When you have a hundred women, you will understand what love is all about. Eye to eye, in fact, is just for the friction between flesh, the exchange of bodily fluids. "
At that time, Xu Le, who was still a virgin, naturally believed in love and selectively forgot the last part of Uncle Feng's words.
There was a long silence. The piano in the far corner of the restaurant was flowing with notes. Occasionally, there was the sound of silver knives and forks touching the surface of the porcelain. In this silence, Xu Le lowered his head and waited for the other person's answer. He didn't notice that after a long silence, Zhang Xiaomeng was looking at him with a guilty and resentful gaze.
She had her own life, Xu Le had Xu Le's life, and these two lives were destined to never walk the same path. Her heart gave birth to endless pity for this honest boy in front of her, or perhaps this pity was projected onto her own heart. Looking at Xu Le's quiet eyebrows, Zhang Xiaomeng's heart trembled slightly. She knew that she shouldn't be greedy for this kind of feeling and let him sink into it.
"I'm sorry."
When Xu Le heard these three words, he raised his head and looked directly into Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes. "Why? I know you like to be with me. "
He didn't have much experience or wisdom when it came to the human heart, but he was extremely sensitive to other people's thoughts. This was also the insight that Feng Yu admired the most. The sky-blue halter top, the accompaniment on the sports field, and the different scenery in the cafeteria for so many days made it clear to him that Xiaomeng was the same as him. They had both been poisoned by some kind of drug that had unknowingly started to take effect. As for when it started, perhaps these two young children didn't know, but at least they knew that it had already started.
"You said before that you don't need a reason to like me or not." Zhang Xiaomeng lowered her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly. "And just because I like to be with you doesn't mean that I have to like you."
"I don't know why you rejected me." Xu Le was silent for a long time, then suddenly said, "But I know … you like me."
It was such a simple, ordinary, and direct sentence from his heart, a seemingly unreasonable and childish judgment, but it struck Zhang Xiaomeng's heart.
She looked at the boy in front of her in shock. Her eyes gradually softened, but then there was a flash of pain. She finally understood that it wasn't because of the arrival of the mission that made her a little greedy for the last of her free youth, nor was it because she liked the feeling when she was with Xu Le. That was why she went on a date with him today — the so-called youth, the so-called so-called feeling, was actually just as he said. Unknowingly, she had fallen in love with this boy.
With a bang, Xu Le quietly took out a vacuum-sealed bag and opened it amidst the sound of the piano. He took a piece of dog biscuit from the bag and placed it in Zhang Xiaomeng's red lips, which were still slightly open due to her complicated emotions.
Zhang Xiaomeng finished the biscuit without tasting it. She looked at him with a complicated expression and said, "I'm a selfish person. I'll hurt you."
"You know that I was a soldier in Dong Lin. I'm like a rock in Dong Lin. I'm not afraid of wind or rain."
"Is there anyone as glib as you are a rock?" Zhang Xiaomeng quietly looked at Xu Le's face. Xu Le's small eyes seemed to have made some kind of decision. He smiled, and the light blended into the sound of the piano, illuminating the hall.
She took out a pair of small red devil horns from the bag beside her and put them on her head. She tilted her head slightly, and like lightning, her lips touched Xu Le's lips. After she sat back in her chair, she narrowed her eyes and asked in a charming and sexy manner, "Do I look good?"
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On a certain night in the autumn of the 66th year of the Constitutional Era, at the back door of Pear Blossom University's quiet Pear Garden, there was a girl in thin pajamas. Her feet were bare. She quietly came to the small gatekeeper in the cold and knocked on the door. She wore a pair of small red devil horns on her head. She looked like a demon from the depths of the universe.
The gatekeeper in the room was immersed in the emotions of the day. He was thinking about the future sweetly and worriedly. He had forgotten all the things he was supposed to do, and he was unable to sleep. Then he realized that he had a dream. The girl he was gently hugging in his dream had crawled into his bed and hugged him tightly.
The girl's body was cold. Her nightgown draped over her thighs, appearing incomparably soft and smooth. His hands, which were usually incomparably steady on the chip set and components, moved up the nightgown and began to tremble. Touching the girl's smooth and slightly shivering skin, the cold of this autumn day had long turned into heat.
Isn't this too fast? Xu Le only had time to think of this sentence before he was once again immersed in that warm and gentle dreamland. His hands awkwardly pressed on the girl's delicate breasts. He felt that at this moment, he had finally found the true meaning of life.
In the darkness, Zhang Xiaomeng, who was lying in Xu Le's arms, cried. She cried very sadly. Hearing the crying, Xu Le nervously asked, "Does it hurt?"
"A little. I can still bear it."
"… I can't bear it anymore."
"I'm sorry … if I hurt you."
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The girl with her bare feet left with some difficulty. The elf with the red devil horns quietly disappeared in the morning fog, as if she had never appeared. The frustrated Xu Le opened his eyes wide, but he did not understand why she had to apologize when he should be the one apologizing.
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