On the table was a collection of Qian Zhongshu's works. Robin was lying on the book in a depressed mood. His high nose bridge poked through the gap in the middle of the binding line. When people were unlucky, they would break their teeth even if they ate tofu. He hadn't even finished writing his apology letter to Corinne yet, but Nami had misunderstood him again. Robin was a sensitive woman. The uneasiness in her heart was often magnified by her. She usually played with many women, but most of them were thrown away after playing with them. She never really cared about anyone. Although she was very independent in life and did not need many friends, she definitely could not be without one. Nami and Cornish, who had recently recovered, were the main branches of her spiritual home. Once these two people had problems with her, the changes in her heart would immediately appear.
In school, Robin's interpersonal relationships were in a very subtle position. It seemed that she had a good relationship with everyone, but after careful analysis, she felt that this was only the most basic courtesy of others to her. Because from her appearance, she was indeed a mature woman who was steady, virtuous, and very serious. This was like those high school students on the street. When they were asked by office workers in suits, they would always have a solemn attitude.
After writing the apology letter, he crossed it out and wrote it again. After being glared at by Nami, he was even more in no mood now. She looked at the digital watch on her phone. There was still nearly an hour before the afternoon class. She picked up the eraser and mechanical pencil on the table and put them in her breast pocket. He couldn't leave Corinne's matter alone. Robin thought that he should change the environment and go to the small garden to carefully consider the contents of the apology letter. A good environment was often especially beneficial for writing.
She stood up. There were very few people in the classroom. Barry was already asleep, snoring like an old truck. In the first row, two girls were doing their homework together. Their voices were very, very soft. Brook was also lying on the table. It was unknown whether he was taking a nap or in a daze. People without eyeballs were always unpredictable. Robin was staring at Sanji's seat in the other corner of the classroom. On the table was a one-shoulder bag that the boy used as a pillow. The straps of his bag hung down. Robin quietly walked over when no one was paying attention. She didn't know what she wanted to do, but she simply followed her body's consciousness. There was a faint lingering warmth and the faint smell of tobacco on the bag. It was like a scarf that had just been taken off in winter. He could feel his own temperature and smell the familiar lilac scent. Black and orange were irregularly interlaced with beautiful patterns on the surface of the bag, and one or two boys 'blond hair were mixed in between the patterns. The reason why the Sanji Association chose this bright orange backpack was probably to get closer to Nami. In the end, Robin felt that he had not done anything. The few months of school memories, other than dull classes and empty ***, and finally with his best friend, there was a barrier. It seemed that sex was a momentary happiness. This kind of happiness was like alcoholism. After waking up, he had to face an even more empty tomorrow.
Friendship, love, and dreams made up the meaning of life. Ever since she found the main text of history, she had not had any dreams for the time being. Apart from Nami and Cornish, she had also gained nothing in terms of friendship from those girls who were forced to sleep with her. As for the rest, she had never touched them.
Her palm landed on Sanji's school bag. Through the body temperature that was about to disappear, she desperately wanted to wake up the feeling of Yamaji lying on her lap that day.
Perhaps it was a feeling that he had never touched before.
Cicadas sing the song of summer deeply and long. The luxuriant crown of the tree rustled as if it was about to release a thick green glass bead. The plants in the small garden stretched out desperately for the sunlight. There was a refreshing smell in the air, as if he had tasted a stalk of grass dripping with juice.
According to the usual thinking of girls, the hot summer should be the season for love. Of course, there were also many girls who agreed with spring and autumn. In short, there were three seasons in the four seasons where the hearts of girls were in a soft and hot state. Robin thought to himself that he had long passed this age. The throbbing sensation he had with Sanji at that moment was probably an illusion. He should no longer have that kind of feeling. In the past, after having sex with Nami, the two of them had talked about feelings while lying in bed exhausted. Nami told her," Love is very precious. Some people can't find the kind of person they love to the point of madness in their lives. Even if they find the other party, they might not like you.”
"I feel like I'm about to be exhausted. Even if I encounter it, it'll probably be very difficult for me to feel that way again.”Robin thought that the only thing left in his body was sex.
"That kind of thing is uncontrollable." Nami shook her head. When the person you truly loved appeared in front of you, you would feel an intense shock. This feeling was the same as opening the door in the middle of the night and suddenly having a huge demon standing in front of you. You could feel all the blood vessels in your body expanding, and your nerves were tingling like they were electrocuted.”
Robin bought two fish sandwiches from the canteen. " Blood vessels are expanding…" The woman thought as she walked into the garden.
The sun was high up in the sky. Nami and Vivi were strolling on the track, holding hands, in order to burn off the heat from the luxurious lunch. Sanji's actions had infuriated Nami, and she recounted the entire process to Vivi. " That's because Sanji was too muddle-headed." Wei Wei laughed as she wiped her tears." Usually, he wouldn't even dare to hold your hand." However, from another perspective, the fact that he could do this to you meant that he still loved you very much.”
"Love my ass! Does he love people or his body?"
Wei Wei thought for a moment and said,"I love them all."”He quietly shouted in his heart, Me too??”
" A man's upper body and lower body are indeed different creatures..." Nami frowned." He can hug your shoulders during the day and tell you fairy tales, but at night, he changes his lower body to tell you fairy tales?"? He would tell you the origin of life and the story of the snake and the bottomless pit.”
"What's the head below? What snake…"
"It's a penis!"
Vivian hugged her cheeks and exclaimed,""What is that Bottomless Pit?"
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