Exclusive Memory Chapter 10 Part 1

 In my senior year, I took the last bus and got a scholarship of the lowest level as a substitute. The school gave me 300 yuan. This is something I hadn't thought of at all. On the night when I received the money, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Bai Lin lay on the railing of the upper bunk, rolled her eyes and said, "As for what, three hundred yuan. People don't understand, and they think you've beaten chicken blood.”

"What chicken blood?" I wondered.

"It is said," Bai Lin sat up from the bunk, "After people push chicken blood with a needle, they will be hot and dry, their faces will be rosy, and they will not want to sleep for months.”

So now I am standing in the middle of the guest room, it is almost early morning, and I have a feeling of being beaten again. I want to run to the balcony and scream loudly, but I am afraid that I will be heard by Mu Chenghe next door, and I am afraid that I will be heard by the hotel security. Then I jumped on the bed and buried my head under the pillow, pulling the sheet hard and rubbing the pillow.

In the end, I ignored my work and rest time and called Bai Lin, otherwise I don't know if I can persist until tomorrow morning without going crazy.

Bai Lin, who was woken up in the middle of the night, was much calmer than me. After listening to my narration, she said meaningfully: "Xiao Tong—"

"What for?"

"Did you give Mu Chenghe any medicine?"

"...No." When I heard this question, I really wanted to crush her.

"Did you make him drink?"

"No."

"He was delirious and had a cramp in his head?"

"Impossible. He was talking to me the first minute ."

"what's next?"

"What's next?"

"What happened after he kissed you?"

"We're going back to the hotel."

"Did I hold your hand on the way?"

"No."

"Did you say anything?"

" It seems to have said a few words."

"What?" Bai Lin asked excitedly.

"One sentence is, it's too late, let's go back." I carefully recalled it shyly, "The other sentence is, it's so spicy."

"So spicy?"

" Yeah, at that time, my mouth was filled with the smell of barbecue chili, and I guess he was too hot."

"..."

"Tell me," after a while, I finally couldn't help asking, "Does he like me?"

"I feel sorry for Mu Chenghe." Bai Lin didn't answer, but sighed faintly.

"Why ?" It's obviously me who is more pitiful.

"It's okay if he really has a cramp in his head, but it's really unfortunate if he really likes you."

"How can you be unlucky if you fall in love with me?"

"Because you are slow. You have to force someone to kiss you before you feel that they seem to like you."

"Then you didn't think Mu Chenghe liked me before!" I was not convinced.

"We have always listened to your side of things before, and we have never seen how he treats you. Of course, we are dominated by you."

We were on the phone for a while in silence.

"When do you think he started?" Bai Lin asked.

Bai Lin's words made me start to look for clues about Mu Chenghe in my memory.

First of all, at what moment did I start to fall in love with Mu Chenghe?

When I cheated at the end of the semester,  I narrowly escaped from his hands.

When he came to substitute, in the office, he held my chin to teach me pronunciation.

Bai Lin and I went out over the wall and didn't return at night. He received a call from me late at night and drove to the police station to pick us up.

When I came back from the air show with Peng Yu, he wrapped the scarf around my neck.

On New Year's Eve, he hugged me and said, Happy New Year.

On the long-distance bus, when he suddenly fell ill, he said, Xue Tong, no need, and then grabbed my hand tightly.

When he saw Chen Yan's body, he coaxed me at a loss and wiped my tears.

Every bit of Mu Chenghe's words fell on my heart like the spring rain that moistens things. When I thought about it carefully, I didn't even know when I started to be obsessed with him.

Originally, I made up my mind to quit thinking about him, but later I found out how futile it was.

So what about Mu Chenghe? When did he develop strange feelings for me?

I always feel that if I advance a foot, he will retreat a foot.

Later, when I became discouraged and stopped bothering him and retreated into my shell, he gradually got closer to me.

"However, we are all infected by your slowness." Bai Lin said. "Thinking about it now, it really dawns on me."

"According to you, why didn't he tell me directly."

"And why don't you tell him directly that you like him."

"That's because I don't know what he thinks."

"That's why we say that things of a feather flock together and people live in groups." Bai Lin said earnestly.

"What to do next?" I was very worried about this question.

"You don't need to worry about this matter."

"Why?"

"It was he who kissed you forcefully, not you, so there is nothing to worry about. Mu Chenghe should be the one who will be troubled and troubled by this tonight and can't sleep."

"Yes."

But this is not the case.

On the way back the next day, I was listless because of puffy eyes. As for Mu Chenghe, I couldn't see how uneasy he was, but at least his face was cool and calm, in stark contrast to the scorching sun in the sky.

It was still cool in the morning, so he didn't turn on the air conditioner and let the sea breeze blow through the window. I stole a glance at him. Sunlight shot into a corner and fell on his hand holding the steering wheel, illuminating the light blue blood vessels on the back of his hand.

Those salty sea breezes messed up his hair a bit. He seemed to be in a good mood, completely upright, but now my heart was in a state of turmoil, which made me wonder if it was really just me dreaming last night. Thinking about it this way, I felt that I should be calm and calm, get rid of the excitement and excitement, and sort out my thoughts back and forth, so I picked up the mineral water he bought before getting in the car and took a few sips.

"I found that you usually don't like to drink water." He said.

"Yeah." I rubbed my mouth with the back of my hand and twisted the bottle cap, "A little bit, my mother said the same." I just have this problem, I don't like to drink a lot of water, I get thirsty after eating, and then drink soup or Soup with rice.

I thought he would teach me a lesson, but he just glanced at me with a smile.

After a while, Mu Chenghe said slowly, "I like drinking water."

"Eh?" I was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to continue the dialogue, so I had to say, "Drinking water is good, eight glasses of water a day, the skin is tender and tender."

He looked ahead and didn't answer my words, so I felt that what I said was not in place, so I kept chattering about the benefits of drinking water to the human body that my mother had counted in front of me when I was a child, and babbled in front of Mu Chenghe. After reading it again, in the end, it may be very hard for me to talk to myself for a long time, and he, as the audience, didn't respond at all, which is very unfair. Finally, he cooperated with me and echoed, "So that's how it is."

After my mouth was quiet, I couldn't help but glance at him again.

Could it be that I was a demon yesterday?

Could it be that he has intermittent amnesia?

Could it be that I really drugged him?

When I arrived at the gas station, I went to the bathroom and came back, only to find that the gas had already been filled, and Mu Chenghe was waiting for me in the car.

He asked: "Is there anything to do at noon? If there is something to do, we will take the high speed back."

He reached for the mineral water lying in front of him.

The guy from the gas station talked to him at the other end of the car, and he nodded while unscrewing the cap of the bottle. I vaguely feel that there is something that needs to be reminded of him, but I can't grasp what it is exactly. Then, seeing him put the mouth of the bottle to his lips, and took a sip, the water surface in the transparent plastic bottle rippling back and forth a few times, and his Adam's apple moved afterward. Immediately, he swallowed again. Noticing that I was looking at him motionless, Mu Chenghe looked back at me suspiciously, as if trying to figure out my expression. In a blink of an eye, he seemed to realize something, and after glancing down at the plastic bottle in his hand, his expression changed slightly, and he put it back in place pretending to be calm.

But I don't like this behavior very much. I always feel that no matter how close two people are, it is not very comfortable to be stained with other people's saliva. At home and mom and dad, it is not so clear, but still try to use their own things as much as possible. Later, I lived with Mu Chenghe for a while, and I found that he has the same virtues as me. Not to mention tea cups, mouthwash cups, even bowls are different. So when he found out that what he had swallowed was actually something I had drunk, he was probably disgusted, and put the bottle back in place with lightning speed. Then he started the car and drove out of the gas station.

I admit that I put it there later, and I am responsible, but how do I know that he is so careless, and I can't blame it all. Besides, he kissed my mouth for nothing, yet he is so taboo about what to do with my saliva.

I muttered a few words in my heart.

The bottle was touching the front glass, shaking back and forth with the bumps of the car, as if trying to remind us both that it really existed. I leaned forward, took it back, and put it in the side door.

He didn't know what to think, seeing my action, he handed me his unopened water. Holding the bottle of water, I thought about it, why did he give me a new bottle, did he tell me to throw away the original bottle, and destroy the body? Could it be that the cleanliness has reached that level? After thinking about it, she couldn't help but look at him again. With a quick glance, only the lower half of his face was seen. The lips are still stained with the water just now, and the part near the inside has a moist luster.

I subconsciously pursed my mouth.

Last night, it was these lips that took away my heartbeat. Thinking about it now, that kind of soft touch seems to still remain. I couldn't help raising my hand and rubbing my mouth with the back of my finger. Mu Chenghe didn't look at me, but I felt that his face was dazedly stained with a very faint pink. I'm a little puzzled, isn't the sunburn yesterday gone?

The car turned a corner. He turns on the radio. The music channel is playing the latest popular new songs.

"You should learn to drive while you are free now. If I go on a business trip in the future..." He paused, hesitated for two or three seconds, and continued, "It will be convenient for you in the future."

I said, "It will be ten or eight years before I earn enough money to buy a car, so it's useless to learn it."

His eyes moved slightly and he didn't speak again.

I don't know what's wrong, although there is nothing unusual in his complexion, but I vaguely feel that his mood seems to have suddenly dropped. Then, he closed all the windows to block out the outside wind and smell, turned on the air conditioner, and changed the radio channel.

I blinked my eyes, did I say something wrong just now?

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