Short story: I have heard the sound of your kissing.

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? 1 Their kissing sound is unbridled.

He always goes out at 8 in the morning and comes back at 6 in the evening. Occasionally, I accidentally look up at the sky from downstairs.

I know his name is Yajie. He works in an import and export company. He is the department manager. He has a high income, always goes out in a suit and tie, and looks like a city white-collar worker. However, no one would have thought that he would live in the damp and dark alley of this village in the city.

Often even the sun can only hover on the cramped roof here.

I live opposite him. I can see him through the narrow alley.

My daily job is to sit in front of the computer and do text editing for a website. The computer desk is against the window. What is left to the outside world is always a side face.

On weekends, Yajie mostly comes home late, and makes a scene with a girl every time, like teasing and quarreling. I am used to staying up late. Through the curtains, I sometimes see them, chasing upstairs, pointing at each other and quarreling, or entering the room and kissing passionately behind the curtains.

Their love is overbearing and ostentatious. They often keep me awake at night. I can clearly hear them sucking like children when kissing, mixed with the "giggle" sound when their teeth collide.

Maybe it's because we're too close to each other, too close to ignore each other.

I want to introduce him to a new girlfriend.

Many things seem to be predestined.

That weekend, Yajie put the accidentally wet documents on the window frame to dry, and they were blown around by the wind in the middle. A few pages flew into my window. He was in a hurry and shouted at the opposite window. I was taken aback and quickly closed the curtain, which was too sudden. I didn't expect to meet him face to face under such circumstances. It took me a long time to hide behind the curtain before I felt a little rude. I said several numbers through the curtain, which is my QQ number.

We soon chatted on QQ, and I told him that the documents could be returned to him on one condition.

He gave me a smirked expression, saying that beauty has the responsibility to ask.

I replied: I want to introduce you to a girlfriend. It's not that your current girlfriend is not good, it's that you kiss so loudly that I can't sleep.

It was a long time before there came a guilty expression and said, actually, I don't know if I love her or not.

I was shocked, so why are you still with her?

After a long time, a line appeared on the dialog box: Maybe, I think I owe her, or she thinks she owes me, who knows.

Looking at these inexplicable words, my fingers froze on the keyboard, and I forgot to move for a long time. I took a sip of tea before returning: Well, I'll arrange for a friend to meet you and bring you the file by the way.

3 The Missing Prince

Outside the coffee shop, I stood woodenly, looking at m blue and Yajie through the floor-to-ceiling glass. M Lan is very happy and has been pestering Ajie who is a little absent-minded.

In the evening, m blue came to see me and looked very excited. After talking for a long time, I finally doubted my insincerity and looked at me unblinkingly. Do you like Yajie?

After a pause, I held the cup in my hand. You don't say! If I liked him, I wouldn't introduce him to you. M blue said flatly, yes, but he seems to have a girlfriend.

I smiled, opened the chat record with Yajie, and pointed out to M Lan that he didn't really love his girlfriend. I smiled and pinched her nose again, and said, silly girl, you have been secretly in love with others for two years. Now that I am behind the scenes, it is not like you are holding love in your arms.

M blue was Yajie's former neighbor. On the first day she moved here, Sister Ya bit my ear and said, This man is really handsome and charming.

M blue finally smiled, too young woman, beaming. She said maybe he really liked me, and he was surprised to see me. I looked at her and nodded seriously. I will, loyal wife!

M blue smiled and asked with concern, what about you, still waiting for your lost prince?

I smiled indifferently. My prince? If the princess is no longer a princess, is the person she loves a prince?

4 The Prince's Old Story

At that time, we were all about sixteen years old, me, my prince, Anning, and a threesome in the name of youth. However, at that age, some old stories are inevitable. The person I like is also a peaceful prince. It's just that the prince seems very confused, perhaps too greedy, and has never chosen his princess.

The prince likes collecting stamps. He likes to put colorful stamps in the album and watch them happily with us. I don't know who started with me and Anning, but we secretly competed with each other and collected stamps for him everywhere. Whoever is more and more beautiful will think that we have the upper hand.

It was not until one day that Anning stole a set of precious commemorative stamps from a girl's home and was reported and dismissed by the school that the relationship between the three of us came to an end.

I left this town peacefully, and the following week, my family and I moved to other cities.

M blue loves it.

One day, m blue suddenly came to me with red eyes. I asked her what happened, and she threw herself into my arms and cried, saying that Ajie had rejected her, and he said that he didn't love her anymore.

I carefully wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with my fingers and said, how can it be? You guessed it! It's normal for men to be hot and cold sometimes.

Mi Lan shook her head. No, he told me himself.

When my heart tightened, the pain got into my heart like a bug. Does he really love his ex-girlfriend that much? So, I can't think of anything to comfort m blue.

M blue lay in my bed like a child all day, leaving with a sad face until dark.

When night fell, I looked up at the opposite window. It was closed all the time, and there was no kissing before.

My body blooms like a lotus flower.

I ate dinner outside in the evening and absently returned to the rented house. In the dark corridor, a black shadow rushed from behind, smelling of alcohol. I screamed with fear and heard the man say, don't be afraid, I'm Yajie.

I subconsciously lay on my side. He thinks I'm afraid of the smell of wine on him. He paused and stood up again. This time he said with a heavy breath, I like you, you know?

My body froze for a while, and then it went soft. Graceful held my hand while holding me, turned the key in the keyhole and opened the door. I can't help but follow him from one darkness to another. We didn't turn on the light from beginning to end. Yajie tried to turn it on, but I stopped her. I will feel safe in the dark.

We breathe and breathe, body to body. My body is like a long-awaited lotus, blooming bit by bit in the dark. After Yajie fell asleep, I carefully broke away from his arms, picked up my packed luggage and left quietly.

It turns out that he knows everything.

After that, I went back to the alley several times, but I didn't enter the house every time. I just stood at the corner of the alley, lost in thought for a long time in front of Yajie's open and closed window. As soon as the window closes, I will think, where will he be, at the company, at his girlfriend's house, or at M Blue's house? With the window open, I wonder, is he alone or has a girlfriend? Will he still kiss behind the curtain, with her or with m blue? Are those kisses still the same as before? You can hear them through the window.

Until one day, I met m blue in the street. She gave me a surprised look, then strolled over and said meaningfully, Sister Wen, did you have plastic surgery? It has become much more beautiful. When she said these words, her eyes had a sense of calm and security, and there was a little coolness, which was no longer as simple and lovely as before.

I'm a little sudden, and I'm not used to being called beautiful.

M blue asked, are you really not going to see him? That graceful?

I stopped and shook my head, no.

But he really loves you! M Lan said hesitantly, even after knowing that half of your face was disfigured, she said she loved you. Once he kept telling me that he loved you, and I told him everything in a rage, but he said that he knew everything, that you were Su Wen, and that he had known you for a long time. Why else do you think he lives in such a broken alley with his income?

When I am surprised, my heart hurts. It turns out that he knows everything! Unfortunately, there is one thing he doesn't know, that is, before that night, his ex-girlfriend came to me and said that she had his child, and this ex-girlfriend was Peace. So, I can only choose to leave.

End of 8

Six months later, Guangzhou.

A strange QQ number added me, and then a paragraph popped up in the dialog box: Su Wen. I am Anning. I found your QQ number on Yajie's computer.

I can't type, and I have nothing to say to her. When she was about to close QQ, she added, Yajie is dead.

I froze, my fingers trembled, and finally I typed four words in the dialog box. What happened?

Anning said that after you left, Yajie went crazy looking for you. As a result, he was hit by a car Later, it was found out that the driver was invited by M Blue.

I heard the sound of tears running down.

Once, I met Yajie in this big city, that is, me and the Prince of Peace. I told myself that I would dedicate my perfect self to him, so I didn't get close to him until I saved enough money for plastic surgery on my left face. However, when I heard him kissing Anning, I finally couldn't help it, so I had to introduce him to a simple M-Blue in an attempt to disturb their love life.

I don't want to, but I pushed our relationship to the abyss. Also, add m blue.

In fact, when I was a child, I didn't really want to compete with Anning for excellent grades. However, Anning stole my stamps that time, and that set of stamps was my father's treasure. I was hit in the left face by a cup picked up by my frustrated father. In the cup, it is boiled water.

After that, I feel I have enough right to have Yajie, because I have lost much more than peace. I wrote an anonymous letter and reported it to the school. A few years later, I went to Shanghai to look for my prince Yajie. Unexpectedly, my selfishness and stupidity finally failed to achieve the love fairy tale of the prince and princess.

At the other end of QQ, Anning is still talking like Xianglinsao, and tears have blurred my sight.