Magnet

At noon, Jiuyin and Yongxia have returned to Xiaoyanglou. Nine sounds for these days out of summer camp and then just came back to see this small building feeling is nostalgic. Jiuyin regards Xiaoyanglou as his home, and really regards it as his home. Lying in bed, nine tones close their eyes, the air flows with the smell of washing powder familiar to nine tones, and the smell of washing powder of clothes on nine tones fills the whole room. Jiuyin remembers that the physics teacher once said in class that it was because the fragrance of washing powder contained molecules, and the molecules were doing molecular thermal movement. When different substances come into contact with each other, they enter each other. Diffusion occurs. Diffusion occurs because the molecules of all objects are in thermal motion. Nine tones remember this sentence that the physics teacher said, a very clear sentence, seems to be printed into his mind, and he can easily remember this sentence without any means. Xiaoyanglou is quiet, and the strong sunshine at noon is used to the earth, killing all of them. Jiuyin is not hot, because Jiuyin's room is air-conditioned. If as before, Jiuyin must be sitting and lying in the living room blowing a fan. But now the environment and conditions are different, with Yongxia and Jiuyin Shuang! "Hee hee! Good comfortable, neither hot nor cold, the temperature is just right..." Nine tones closed their eyes and said this sentence lazily. Nine tones are satisfied from the bottom of my heart. Yongxia sits and lies in bed, which is very uncomfortable. He wants to drink blood, but he can't. There is ginger outside. The man in the small building can't smoke. Yongxia repressed himself, uncomfortable. Close your eyes and try to push yourself into nightmares. "Xiaoxia, my mother is here, my mother hurts, Xiaoxia comes to my mother's side..." Yongxia's blood-red eyes looked straight at the woman wearing a long white dress in front of her. She is Yongxia's mother, reaching out to catch her mother's blood and tears. Yongxia loves her mother, loves her mother and suffers. Yongxia ran and chased her mother. Then he fell down, and every time he was about to catch up, his mother's hand was a little away from himself and he couldn't catch it. Yongxia's heart seems to know. This is a dream, this is illusory. Yongxia can't catch it. But he still learns to cover up the heart that already knows the truth, and tries to believe that his mother's hand can catch it by himself. Keep running and running, keep falling and keep falling. Forever glass scratches the hand and cuts the heart that believes in miracles. Until black and blue, until Yongxia's heart of believing in miracles is broken. Yongxia sits on the ground, tears flow all the time, and her eyes are disappearing in her eyes. "Mom, Xiaoxia is here!" Yongxia whispered gloomy to loud and painful. Looking up at the sky, a red aperture from Yongxia's body, the scope of a little bit of expansion, killing the surrounding creatures, and then the surrounding became dead silent, no sound. The sound of ticking in my eyes surrounds me and remembers it. The surroundings became quiet and silent, without a sound. Yongxia also closed his eyes, intending to be swallowed up by nightmare demons, but because of a sentence of nine tones: Hate summer is so annoying! And back to reality. Recall that many withering flowers are yellowing. "When were you here?" Yongxia asked doubtfully. "I saw you crying, so I came in, and what are you crying about?" Nine tones asked curiously. Yongxia raised his hand, erased the tears on his face and turned his head. I didn't let Jiuyin see my face and eyes, and I didn't dare to look at Jiuyin for fear of being seen. Nine tones found something was wrong, covered Yongxia's face with both hands, and twisted Yongxia's face hard. When twisting, Jiuyin exhausted his strength to eat milk. Mi had thought Yongxia's face and neck were so difficult to twist, so stubborn! "You..." But Yongxia didn't resist and pushed himself away. His hands just pulled the sheets tightly and didn't say anything. Just like when I was a child, my mother wronged herself and whipped herself with a rope to admit her mistake, but she didn't do anything wrong at all. It was my mother who wronged herself, but she didn't say it, closed her mouth, stubbornly slanted her eyes and dragged her eyes, but she still shed tears. "What's the matter?" Nine tones said angrily, let go of his hand, his eyes have been looking at the weariness of Yongxia, at this moment nine tones just want to know what happened to Yongxia, never really pay attention to the color of eyeballs. "No, can you ignore so many!" Yongxia said impatiently, oblique eyes, no longer to look at nine tones, Yongxia's mood at the moment is good bad, lips tremble, he wants to drink blood. Eyeball nine-tone prey, but he can't suppress himself, and his heart hurts violently. Nine tones did not say what, do not know why, hear Yongxia impatient tone, tears will not live up to expectations of the flow down, low head, hands finger hook, low voice suck allow. Yongxia turned his head and held nine tones from ear to ear. He didn't think he would make nine tones cry. Yongxia didn't say it because he didn't want nine tones to know the truth and began to fear himself. Yongxia knows that Jiuyin is afraid of vampires, even if she thinks it is a legend, she will still feel afraid. Let everything break, Yongxia doesn't want to. "I'm sorry." The low voice is so small that only two people can hear it. Nine tones lean on Yongxia's shoulders, and the strong chest makes nine tones feel warm, and a little bit closer to Yongxia's dependence. Just like two magnets, placed in corresponding positions, they will approach each other unconditionally. Yongxia and Jiuyin are like two magnets to each other. Yongxia let go of Jiuyin, put a gentle tone, touched Jiuyin's head and said, "I'm really fine, but I haven't fully recovered, so my physical strength is too weak. It's really okay." Nine tones raised their heads in doubt. I always feel that there is a problem in my heart, but nine tones are still silent. Think Yongxia doesn't say there must be his own reasons, maybe he will tell himself later? I don't know. "Then I'll cook." Nine tones turned around and ran to the kitchen on the second floor. Yongxia held out her hand and wanted to stop Jiuyin, but she was too fast and had already left. I can't imagine it in Yongxia at night... . . . . . . . . . . . It's even more finished. I'm sorry. Hee hee, but it was saved