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2 is not that simple
Jia Xu thinks Guo Jia is a very sentimental person, always interested in handmade beads today, gemstone stickers tomorrow, and colorless plaster dolls the day after tomorrow. The small home is piled with all sorts of things, making it a place with no room to stand.
But Jia Xu also thinks Guo Jia is a very loyal person, repeatedly reading the same romance novel, eating at the same wonton stall over and over again, and always listening to the same song on repeat in their earphones.
After class, it rained. Jia Xu thought to himself before pushing the door open, "Guo Jia must be lying on the bed by the window with her headphones on, reading that romance novel." Then he pushed the door open, and the bell hanging on the door rang softly. Jia Xu put the umbrella in the bucket.
Looking up, he saw Guo Jia taking off her headphones and looking at him. Her gaze moved from the dumplings in her hand, up to meet his eyes, and finally settled on Jia Xu's face. Jia Xu felt that Guo Jia's eyes were too revealing, so he lowered his head, placed the dumplings on the table next to the bed, and turned to enter the bathroom.
Those eyes were shut by the door.
When Jia Xu came out, the rain was pouring even harder. Guo Jia lifted his head from the blanket and gestured to Jia Xu.
When Guo Jia wrapped his legs around Jia Xu, Jia Xu remembered that one evening, Guo Jia did the same thing, wrapping his legs around her and rubbing against her a little bit. Jia Xu realized that she was being muffled by Guo Jia, who was leaning close to her ear and saying in a hushed voice, "Sister, there are other people around..."
At some point, the earphone cord had come loose, and the music from the mp3 player was now tangled around Jia Xu's ears. The song by Huang Xiaohu seemed to serve as the background music for the current pain of youth, while Guo Jia only loved one song that wasn't so simple.
Jia Xu asked why, at that time Guo Jia propped up his head and asked her, "Don't you think the lyrics are right? Love is not that easy." Jia Xu opened his mouth, but still gave up on this question.
Sweat broke out on his back, Jia Xu reached out and grabbed Guo Jia's hand, Guo Jia let go of his hand, and kissed Jia Xu's lips intermittently.
She said something, but Jia Xu didn't hear clearly. However, in the subsequent screams, Jia Xu knew that Guo Jia was grabbing her long hair and saying softly, "Jia Jia, Jia Jia, let go of me..."
Guo Jia loosened her mouth, kissed the bruised area on her leg, and the rain outside grew louder. All of this didn't satisfy Guo Jia. Thinking this, she buried her head again and this time didn't hear Jia Xu speak again.
Jia Xu was tortured as if just pulled out of the water, while the culprit sat on her legs with a smug smile. The soft and warm cavity gripped her legs as Guo Jia ground slowly, calling out Jia Xu's name and receiving no response, then burying his face in her chest.
Guo Jia seemed like a pretty little dog, having licked every inch of Jia Xu's skin a little bit. She said, "Jia Xu, you smell so good."
Jia Xu wanted to push Guo Jia down, but when she reached out, Guo Jia grabbed her hand. She remembered a Hong Kong movie she had watched a few days ago, where Guo Jia held Jia Xu's arm and said the female lead was so silly for getting a tattoo of someone's name on her back.
Jia Xu wanted to say something, but then heard Guo Jia quickly say, "If it were me, I would definitely tattoo your name on my chest," and then she pulled down her shirt to show Jia Xu, her white breasts pressing against Jia Xu's arm, feeling very hot.
3 is not a sudden impulse
Jia Xu was never resisted when approached by Guo Jia, and was blocked in front of the utility pole, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining brightly from being soaked in alcohol.
Even though they hadn't defined their relationship, Guo Jia's behavior could even be considered promiscuous, but Jia Xu still indulged in Guo Jia's sweet talk, the rising tone of voice seemed like a small fish hook, hooking Jia Xu's heart.
The soft chest pressed against the chest, the flesh of the hot pants squeezed between Jia Xu's legs, grinding upwards a little bit. Jia Xu almost didn't know how to refuse what was coming next, or maybe didn't want to refuse, just silent with eyes downcast.
Guo Jia kissed her, rubbed against her, and the sharp nails scraped across her thin back through the thin shirt. Guo Jia asked her, "Why do you never refuse me?"
Jia Xu asked her in return, "Can anyone refuse you?" Guo Jia laughed, leaning on Jia Xu's chest, shoulders shaking with laughter. His fingers drew circles on the open collar of the shirt, jelly lipstick smeared on the chest, sweet and sticky, then on Jia Xu's chin, lips, and inside the mouth.
Jia Xu thought Guo Jia would act according to her own thoughts and was prepared for bloodshed, but Guo Jia just rested on her shoulder and asked in her ear, "I'm going to remove my nail polish tomorrow, do you want to do it with me?"
Jia Xu said, "You're drunk," and Guo Jia blew on her face and said, "I didn't drink today."
So Jia Xu despairedly realized that this was not a drunken mistake or a momentary impulse. Jia Xu wanted to ask, what are we then, friends with benefits? Roommates? A fleeting romance? But Jia Xu couldn't bring himself to ask, the blunt words were too difficult to utter.
Sometimes Jia Xu really hated Guo Jia's sharpness, because she pronounced these words, and they seemed to wrap around her lips like layers of honey, sticking and melting on her body, sickeningly sweet.
Jia Xu felt that his legs had gone soft, but the culprit just smiled and asked her, "So, what does that count as? What does it count as?"
Jia Xu didn't dare to answer, turned her head away, but was turned back by Guo Jia.
Guo Jia solemnly covered Jia Xu's ears and asked, "Why don't you call me Jia Jia? Why not, Jia Xu?"
Those bright and affectionate eyes, like a pool of sparkling green water, made Jia Xu willingly drown in them.
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