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Her brooding profound and circuitous eyes went deep into my skin. So I just smiled, just dared to smile, for fear of any vulgarity that might exist in my words, breaking her solemn silence.
He asked me if you love her afterwards all of a sudden. I suddenly lost my words . Not because of the abruptness of his question. Just felt a deep shock in my heart that seemed to have existed for a long time, almost making my soul crack into emptiness. So I took an urgent breath and raised up to the sky.
Sitting at the table late at night, the gentle yellow light of the table lamp is scattered on the blank notebook. The sky outside the grey curtains is a glowing dark blue.
I daren't approach her again. I am afraid that my kind of love is too heavy for her lithe, rising soul. But I need to be totally clear about her current situations all the time and make sure she is not in any kind of danger. Otherwise my life will never really be settled.
But how can I do these both at the same time? Maybe I can call Jay to look after her closely and keep updating me with her situation. But how can he guarantee that the news he got is all true? She is a person who is so extremely subtle with her state too much changeful therefore good at hiding. I am afraid that no one except me can really see through her emotions. The tiny painful cracks in the joints of her soul. Her smiles with uncomprehendable and hairlike sorrow. These are impossible to be noticed by ordinary people. How can she be really protected?
What should I do? ?
My fingers deeply reach in and tightly grasp my hair.
Suddenly a most familiar breath keep getting stronger and stronger from the back of my neck. The familiar touch of the skin, which has a tiny indescribable chill than most ordinary people's warm skin, is fully tightly clinging over my left shoulder. The thin heat that she slowly breathes out rushes into the collar of my shirt.
I turn around.
"Burn, why haven't you gone to sleep at this time?"
Raymond - she tells me with her eyes and the following trembling but strong hug - I don't want to leave you anymore.
（This article is just a story written from the perspective of first-person, so the “I” in the text refers not to the author myself. ）
她迂邃忧伤的眼神深入我的肌肤。于是我只是笑了笑，只敢笑了笑，生怕我语言中可能存在的任何低俗，打破了她庄重的沉默。
他突然问我你爱她吗。我一下子说不出话来。并不是因为他问题的突兀。而是我内心某种仿佛早已存在的至深的东西突然地震动，差点让灵魂俱裂。于是我小心紧急地喘了口气然后仰头凝望天空。
深夜坐在桌前，台灯温和的鹅黄色暖光撒在空白的笔记本上。灰色窗帘外的天空是发光般的深蓝色。
我再不敢靠近她。我怕我的爱对她轻巧的灵魂而言过于沉重。可是我需要时刻得知她的近况，确保她的安全无忧。否则我的生活决不得安宁。
可我怎么同时做到这两点呢？或许我可以叫杰经常照看着她，时刻更新给我有关她的消息。可是他又怎么保证他得到的消息都是真的？她是一个如此多变精细，又因此而善于隐藏的人。我怕除了我没有人能真正看透她的喜怒哀乐，她那摻杂了常人根本无法察觉的难以解读的忧伤的微笑和快乐。
我究竟该怎么办？？
十指深深扣入并抓紧发丝深处。
突然一个再熟悉不过的气息从后颈越来越强烈起来。那熟悉的，比起常人温暖但更多一丝难以言喻的空寒般的温度的肌肤，充实而紧密地靠在我的左肩。她缓慢呼出的微小热气冲进我的体恤衫里。
我转过身去。
“燃，你为什么还不睡？”
雷蒙——她用眼神和接下来颤抖而结实的拥抱告诉我——我再也不想离开你。
He asked me if you love her afterwards all of a sudden. I suddenly lost my words . Not because of the abruptness of his question. Just felt a deep shock in my heart that seemed to have existed for a long time, almost making my soul crack into emptiness. So I took an urgent breath and raised up to the sky.
Sitting at the table late at night, the gentle yellow light of the table lamp is scattered on the blank notebook. The sky outside the grey curtains is a glowing dark blue.
I daren't approach her again. I am afraid that my kind of love is too heavy for her lithe, rising soul. But I need to be totally clear about her current situations all the time and make sure she is not in any kind of danger. Otherwise my life will never really be settled.
But how can I do these both at the same time? Maybe I can call Jay to look after her closely and keep updating me with her situation. But how can he guarantee that the news he got is all true? She is a person who is so extremely subtle with her state too much changeful therefore good at hiding. I am afraid that no one except me can really see through her emotions. The tiny painful cracks in the joints of her soul. Her smiles with uncomprehendable and hairlike sorrow. These are impossible to be noticed by ordinary people. How can she be really protected?
What should I do? ?
My fingers deeply reach in and tightly grasp my hair.
Suddenly a most familiar breath keep getting stronger and stronger from the back of my neck. The familiar touch of the skin, which has a tiny indescribable chill than most ordinary people's warm skin, is fully tightly clinging over my left shoulder. The thin heat that she slowly breathes out rushes into the collar of my shirt.
I turn around.
"Burn, why haven't you gone to sleep at this time?"
Raymond - she tells me with her eyes and the following trembling but strong hug - I don't want to leave you anymore.
（This article is just a story written from the perspective of first-person, so the “I” in the text refers not to the author myself. ）
她迂邃忧伤的眼神深入我的肌肤。于是我只是笑了笑，只敢笑了笑，生怕我语言中可能存在的任何低俗，打破了她庄重的沉默。
他突然问我你爱她吗。我一下子说不出话来。并不是因为他问题的突兀。而是我内心某种仿佛早已存在的至深的东西突然地震动，差点让灵魂俱裂。于是我小心紧急地喘了口气然后仰头凝望天空。
深夜坐在桌前，台灯温和的鹅黄色暖光撒在空白的笔记本上。灰色窗帘外的天空是发光般的深蓝色。
我再不敢靠近她。我怕我的爱对她轻巧的灵魂而言过于沉重。可是我需要时刻得知她的近况，确保她的安全无忧。否则我的生活决不得安宁。
可我怎么同时做到这两点呢？或许我可以叫杰经常照看着她，时刻更新给我有关她的消息。可是他又怎么保证他得到的消息都是真的？她是一个如此多变精细，又因此而善于隐藏的人。我怕除了我没有人能真正看透她的喜怒哀乐，她那摻杂了常人根本无法察觉的难以解读的忧伤的微笑和快乐。
我究竟该怎么办？？
十指深深扣入并抓紧发丝深处。
突然一个再熟悉不过的气息从后颈越来越强烈起来。那熟悉的，比起常人温暖但更多一丝难以言喻的空寒般的温度的肌肤，充实而紧密地靠在我的左肩。她缓慢呼出的微小热气冲进我的体恤衫里。
我转过身去。
“燃，你为什么还不睡？”
雷蒙——她用眼神和接下来颤抖而结实的拥抱告诉我——我再也不想离开你。
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