diymy Chapter 14 is about special massages between friends.
Chapter 14 is about special massages between friends.
In just a few minutes.
Jiang Youyu once again regretted her thoughtless words.
If there were a pill to undo regrets, she would definitely swallow it whole!
…and then secretly vomit it out when no one is around.
Rather than being misunderstood by him, I'd rather let him touch me...give me a massage!
That's perfectly normal!
Since we're friends, isn't it perfectly normal to take care of a sick friend?
There's nothing to be ashamed of between friends who are completely innocent and honest with each other!
Thinking of this, the blush on Jiang Youyu's face gradually faded, as if she were discussing something very ordinary.
...
Gu Zhibei naturally could not show weakness.
Although he leaned forward somewhat awkwardly, he still spoke calmly, hidden behind the table:
"Isn't that just a massage?"
"This is different."
"What's different?"
"This is...this is..."
Jiang Youyu covered her ears as the bell she had painstakingly stolen was almost confiscated by him.
She clutched the hem of her dress angrily, determined to cover the bell with her thin, almost fragile face:
"This is... a normal, special massage between friends!"
Seeing that the little fish, tricked ashore by the cat's tail, was about to suffocate from lack of oxygen, Gu Zhibei quickly put her back into the fish tank:
"Since they're friends, that's perfectly normal."
Just as Jiang Youyu hadn't expected to say those words, Gu Zhibei was even more surprised by her statement.
massage.
What were perfectly normal words suddenly became somewhat subtle after Jiang Youyu said them.
"..."
Both of them stopped talking, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, with only some indescribable emotions fermenting in the silence.
They all knew very well that, according to the usual routine, the next step would be the fixed "massage session".
It's something I've done countless times, but today it suddenly feels different.
The word "special" is so special that when placed before any ordinary thing, it becomes something that makes people think a lot.
This is especially true for boys and girls during this period.
Gu Zhibei tried his best to keep his eyes away from her.
So that my back can straighten up as soon as possible.
However, Jiang Youyu was unaware of his thoughts... and state of mind.
Those who bury their heads in the sand can be either confused or pretend to be confused when they know the truth.
You can't show weakness.
So even though she desperately wanted to escape to her room and bury her head in the blankets to pretend to be unconscious, she had to put on a nonchalant expression.
She lifted her skirt, revealing her fair and slender legs:
"Let's...begin."
"...Wait a minute." Gu Zhibei pinched the tiger's mouth hard.
Pain is the best anti-inflammatory medicine.
Jiang Youyu gradually became angry and embarrassed, feeling that this bastard was trying to make fun of her again. She would never forget the scene yesterday when she almost exposed her secret!
"If you find it troublesome, then forget it," she said coldly through gritted teeth.
Jiang Youyu felt really angry, and also a little aggrieved.
How could I not feel wronged?
The little hedgehog, who always likes to curl up to protect itself, not only removed all its sharp quills today, but also exposed its softest belly.
But I only received a vague answer.
She suddenly longed to wrap herself up again, with a thicker shell and sharper thorns than before.
"Jiang Youyu, we're friends, right?"
Gu Zhibei knew exactly what she was thinking.
He had no choice but to increase the pressure while trying to calm the agitated girl down:
"I usually like to chat with friends after dinner, as you know, the pressure of senior year in high school is immense."
Upon hearing this, the anger that had just surfaced on Jiang Youyu's face immediately froze.
Despite being much older, she felt like a spoiled little girl throwing a tantrum...
The girl pursed her lips and lowered her head, not daring to look at him.
Seeing this, Gu Zhibei immediately seized the initiative:
"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes."
"Actually, I had a very strange dream last Sunday."
"I dreamt of someone doing something to me, but I can't remember exactly what happened in the dream. I only remember that it was a terrible thing, and even though it happened in a dream, it still bothers me."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Youyu froze completely.
Last Sunday…
She remembered this point in time vividly, after all, it was about him...
The girl paused for a long time, like a silent film that had been suddenly paused, remaining motionless.
Only when her long eyelashes suddenly drooped, concealing the sudden panic in her eyes, did Jiang Youyu stammer out a few words of response:
"I...you, you're under too much pressure...you need to drink more water."
"Yeah?"
"What else can we do? That's it! It's just a dream!"
She tried to suppress her heart pounding in her throat, but thankfully, apart from a slight look of confusion, Gu Zhibei's face didn't show any unusual expression.
This shows that he truly believed it was a dream.
I just care a little...
Jiang Youyu breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
If he really found out what she had done to him, she was sure he wouldn't be behaving like this...
This secret must be kept forever!
After a conversation, the atmosphere between the two gradually returned to normal.
At least it's not as tense as before.
Jiang Youyu felt both disappointed and relieved.
She certainly wanted their relationship to become true friendship.
Previously, they were more like patient and caregiver; ultimately, they were strangers.
While friends may not be considered complete family members, and there is no legal or blood relation to them, at least some things are different.
For example, massage was originally the caregiver's duty.
Now it's about "affection" between friends.
He didn't come to take care of her because Aunt Shen ordered him to.
He took the initiative to take care of her because of his "friendship".
The two have now become friends. Although they haven't become as close as Jiang Youyu had hoped, the distance between them hasn't grown either.
That's good enough.
"What's wrong? You seem so happy when I touch your leg? Are you sexually frustrated?"
"It's a massage, a massage! You...pervert!!"
"What a pity, I was even thinking of offering myself as food to the tiger."
"roll!"
Seeing her still furious as usual, Gu Zhibei recovered from the previous atmosphere.
Unlike Jiang Youyu, who stayed at home, he had many friends. But in reality, what kind of friendship requires saying "Let's be friends" to become friends? That would cut at least 99% of the friendships in the world.
Gu Zhibei didn't know why he said those words, or even what he had been thinking a few minutes earlier.
In short, something seems to have changed in his relationship with Jiang Youyu.
Whether this change is good or bad, Gu Zhibei couldn't tell clearly.
Just as he could sometimes easily deduce Jiang Youyu's thoughts, he was also perfectly aware of how she would react to certain things he said.
But sometimes, her true thoughts often contradict her assumptions.
Why did Jiang Youyu react so strongly after she asked him to "date someone"?
Just for a verbal "friendship"?
Even without verbal acknowledgment, their daily interactions were no different from those of friends.
Is it because she likes herself?
Gu Zhibei is no dullard; how could someone with so many friends have low emotional intelligence?
From childhood to adulthood, he has received countless confessions of love from girls because of his face or something else.
It can be said that he is extremely familiar with the reactions of these girls who like him.
Or you should frequently steal glances at his face.
Either I blush inexplicably when I see him and I don't dare to look at him.
But what about the young ginger fish?
She does blush often, but it's because she's angry with herself.
Not only that, she wouldn't speak to him gently; instead, she would want to scratch his face.
Tsk.
Is this how you should behave towards someone you have a crush on?
Gu Zhibei's more than ten years of experience being confessed to was enough to completely negate it.
Compared to romantic love, he felt more that—
She wanted to be friends with her brother.
After all, isn't it normal for brothers to touch each other's legs and fight a little?