The Time of a Cigarette (Student Campus Adult Novel)

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He leaned against the window and blew a puff of smoke outside. After this cigarette is finished, he will leave

, this is our tacit understanding.

I still miss the bed that smells like him, and the messy bed shows that there was a storm here not long ago.

Intense sex with rain and rain.

"Don't leave tonight?"

He looked at me and took a drag on his cigarette. Then he turned around and smiled outside.

"Don't forget the agreement." He said this just after the cigarette went out.

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Just sex, no talking.

That was the first time we had sex, and that's what he said. I can't deny that I do have sexual needs.

Most men don't dare to take the initiative like this.

The first time I saw him, you were definitely my type, the perfect type. I like his eyes.

And your eyes that are unintentional but always electrifying.

He took me home and started having sex without saying anything. I have to say that during foreplay I

I have already climaxed several times because of his gentleness. I enjoy the feeling of him moving in and out of me

, let me have the beauty of being a woman.

This is also why I am willing to have sex with him over and over again.

Afterwards he lit a cigarette and said a few words out the window. I didn't hear clearly but I didn't understand.

Ask more questions, because it feels like he is speaking to himself rather than to me.

"Just sex, no talking." He turned his head and looked at me, and I nodded.

It was a beautiful but illusory beginning.

-

I never asked about his life, even though we saw each other at least once a week. He has his own world

, and I have my life.

At least I believe in the kind of sex buddy that can be used for pure sex, or maybe the kind of friend who knows how to have sex.

friend. This sounds better.

I go to work day after day, open my eyes and close my eyes, eat and sleep. Pick an afternoon on the weekend

Or spend the evening seeking physical pleasure.

At least I think there is nothing wrong with this kind of life. There is food, sleep and orgasm.

Don't ask me why I don't want to possess him properly, because I can't even find the reason myself. also

Maybe I choose to forget this issue.

I am not a moth, I don't fly into the fire.

We are used to days like this. All that changes is the location.

What never changed was that he would always have a cigarette afterwards and then send me off or leave on his own. he

When I smoke, I always lie on the bed and look at his back, which seems a little heavy.

I didn't ask him about his relationship status or who he had sex with besides me. Self-discussion

Boring.

I have had him for a few hours to enjoy myself, so why should I destroy it and leave me with only a few hours left?

In addition to having sex, we would go out for a walk a few times. He drove his GOLF, and I

He naturally sat in the passenger seat.

He is a man of few words. He would ask me to pick up the CDs and listen to whichever one I like. and

I always laugh and wonder who still uses CDs to play songs these days.

And the shaking is really shaking. No holding hands, no hugging, no extra kissing

.

I could tell he wanted company, but he remained silent around me. He likes the sea.

So he often took me to the beach. He likes to feel the coolness of the water as the waves hit his ankles

. He likes to light a cigarette facing the sea, and throw it into the sea after taking a few puffs.

I just watched, listened to the waves, and smelled the salty smell of the sea.

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When he is not making love, he is a man who doesn't like to talk. Even when he is making love, he still talks.

not much. But we never felt embarrassed.

He found peace in me, and I found dependence in him. Only those few

hours.

I never asked him to do anything, except to go faster and deeper during sex.

The others were too cliché, not to mention he looked like someone who was afraid of trouble.

Even so, sometimes I think of him when I'm eating alone. Sometimes I watch movies alone

I will think of him sometimes.

I just remember it.

We are friends who make love, I always tell myself. He gave me that.

Smoke time.

-

That time he asked me if I wanted to go to Penghu, I almost thought I should go see an ENT doctor.

Science or something.

"The Fireworks Festival is beautiful." He still spoke in the same tone.

"Oh, OK." I agreed without thinking. I still had some vacation time left, so I might as well take it.

.

We picked a date, chose a B&B, and boarded the plane. This feels very strange, after all, we

They are the kind of people who don't like to travel far.

When he held my hand tightly on that flight, I realized that he had a phobia about airplanes. Although

I don't understand why we still need to take a plane.

When the drug took effect, he had already fallen asleep on the plane, but even so, he still held my hand tightly.

. There was a strange feeling, and I couldn't believe the closeness between us.

That's right, we had sex so many times, but we never even held hands. Weird world, I'm going down

This annotation.

He finally woke up before getting off the plane and finally let go of my hand. I don't know why, but

Feeling a bit empty.

I hit my head with the wrong emotions.

He immediately threw himself on the bed, which was a rare childish behavior on his part.

"Are you okay?" I asked, patting his back.

He turned around and carried me to the bed, then started kissing me madly. Slowly peel me off

clothes and kissed my earlobe.

Although I have had sex in other places before, such as hotels, today is a special

Don't be sensitive. He undressed me wantonly and then thrust forcefully into my body.

I didn't stop him even though he forgot to bring a condom. Women sometimes lose their sanity

.

After finishing, he unusually did not light a cigarette, but just lay down on the bed and fell asleep. After the climax

I lay in his arms, a rare opportunity for me to lie next to him after making love.

.

But there is a sense of loss. Maybe I was too tired from flying, and I had some weird thoughts in my head, I guess.

.

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I don't deny that I was happy, extremely happy, during those three days. That's the three of us that talk the most.

sky.

Sweet talk, nonsense, and lies, but no true words. I didn't mention it, even though his expression sometimes

Somewhat solemn.

Just sex, no talking. I still remember.

When others were looking at the fireworks, he was looking at the sea. It seems that no matter how gorgeous the fireworks are, they can't compare to the

Quiet sea.

He looked at the sea and I looked at him.

The last firework went off in the sky. The couple next door were kissing passionately, but I just turned my back to them.

, he didn't say anything.

When the fireworks faded, darkness returned to the surroundings. I walked forward gently and hugged him from behind, even though

I know this might be too much for him.

He was held in my arms naturally, then he took out a cigarette box from his pocket and lit a cigarette. he

Instead of smoking, he lit it and let it burn quietly, and then the cigarette butt fell off.

After putting out his cigarette, he turned around and told me it was time to go. I nodded and let him drive me back to the B&B.

.

We didn't have sex that night, but I was unusually sober. I know he didn't sleep because

Occasionally you could hear him sigh.

What are we without sex? friend? lover? stranger?

I don't have an answer and I can't find one.

He stood up, walked to the window and lit a cigarette. After the cigarette was extinguished, he left

Walked out of the room. I don't know where he went because I was only responsible for sex and not for anything else.

think.

It's just not thinking about it.

I looked at the phone he had left on the bedside table and selfishly opened the screen. It's a beautiful

A woman with long straight hair, big eyes, and a charming look that narrows into a line when she smiles.

What frightened me was not the existence of this person, but the fact that her smile was similar to mine.

like. I tried to comfort myself by saying that I was just being naive.

I closed the message because to be honest there was nothing worth reading in it. Even if I am worth

You have to see, so who am I to question it?

I put my phone away and pretended to be asleep. I don't know what the point is, because I

He hadn't come back when I fell asleep.

-

When I woke up, I saw him brushing his teeth in the bathroom and smiling at me. I didn't realize he was

I came back so long ago, and I forgot whether I had sex last night.

Pack your luggage and prepare for the return flight. At the airport he suddenly asked: "Is she beautiful?

? "

I don't know how he knew I picked up his phone and looked at it, but I believe he is not stupid.

Where to go.

"Yes." I replied.

"The smile looks a lot like yours."

"Ha." It seems that's not what I thought.

"Her name is Yan Rong."

I expected him to say something more, but after he said the name, he seemed to be done with it.

topic. I still didn't ask too much. I always played my role well. The performance belonged to me.

My part in the play.

The plane took off and he squeezed my hand again.

I wrapped my other hand around his broad left hand and smiled at him.

"Don't be afraid."

And at that moment, his tears just burst out.

-

Life after returning remains unchanged. There is no advancement as imagined, and no possibility

decline.

Still the same, day after day.

I didn't think about why we never tried to date, after all, it was too troublesome. Even

What's more, since he hasn't expressed anything, I'm just worrying about nothing.

Sometimes when it rained, I would ask him if he could give me a ride and we would go home and have sex. even

If he can't sleep, I'll ask him if he wants to make me a glass of milk and then we'll have sex. Occasionally

If he was bothered, I would ask him if he could come over and punch me a few times, and then we would have sex.

Often, make love.

I can no longer tell the difference between a lover and a friend who knows how to have sex. What couples should do

We have nothing missing either. But sometimes I still feel empty, lonely and cold.

Even I don't know why.

I have tried to have a boyfriend. A month later, my boyfriend found the used insurance in my house.

The suit yelled that I was a slut, and then I was blocked. I also tried to find other sex partners. Discover

After trying it once, I couldn't enjoy sex at all, so I blocked it.

What is our relationship? I don't understand, I don't know, I hate the feeling of being stuck in a maze

,Very.

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He still came to my place to have sex that day. He still smoked afterwards that day. Just this day he

Tell me that might be it.

"how?"

"so."

Damn it's his style.

"Don't leave tonight?" This was the first time I mustered up the courage to say this to him.

He turned to look at me and took a drag on his cigarette. Then he turned around and smiled outside.

"Don't forget the agreement." He shrugged, looking nonchalant.

"I think I'm in love with you."

He remained silent, probably not expecting me to express my feelings so suddenly today.

"Do you know what love is?" After a while, the cigarette went out, and he didn't turn his head, but just smiled.

Said in a loud voice.

"I have no idea."

He picked up his wallet and pulled out his ID. I looked at the three big words in the spouse column: Lin Yanrong

.

He pulled it back and lit up his rare second cigarette.

I stared at him blankly, as if all the air had been sucked out of me. I must admit that my heart aches.

And a stomach full of sourness.

Even though I really want to deny all my dependence on him and my attachment to him.

"At this time two years ago, the waves swept her away." "In Penghu." "In front of me."

"A year later I met you, you look a lot like her." "But I loved her and didn't want to love anyone else."

It was intermittent, as if I was trapped in painful memories. The cigarette went out, and he picked up his

Things are ready to leave.

"That's it?" I grabbed his hand, not wanting him to leave.

"press."

In the end, he left, taking everything with him, including my emotions. Like Lai

It feels like having your life-support device pulled out.

-

I came to this beach, but this time I was alone. He cut off contact, like

As if disappearing from this world.

I sat on the beach, occasionally getting up and walking on the sand. As I walked on the beach

I saw a red wine bottle and out of curiosity I dug it open.

Maybe fate is here in a strange way.

There were a lot of notes inside, but the bottle was corked so there was no damage. some

Slightly yellowed, some are still new with chips.

"Yanrong, I'm sorry." "How is the other world?" "I miss you so much."

The girl you brought looks a lot like you, right? "Don't worry, I won't fall in love with anyone except you.

"If I fall in love with her, I will leave her." "Yan Rong, am I really that bad?

You still fall in love with someone else. "

I couldn't stop my hands from shaking and my eyes from shedding tears. I rolled up the papers one by one and

Put it in the bottle.

"It's not nice to peek into other people's things." That voice was behind him.

"If I fall in love with someone else, I will leave. Is that good enough?" I choked, stubbornly not wanting to look back.

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He was silent, looking at the scorching sun.