Chapter 156
While browsing a bookstore, Wang Jiazhi came across a book of oil paintings. On one page, there were two paintings, both showing only the upper bodies of two people kissing. The first painting showed only blurred faces, but the kiss seemed intense. The second painting was similar, but with a white cloth covering their heads. Judging by the dense folds, it was wrapped tightly, and the kiss was also intense. Compared to the first painting, it felt suffocating.
Wang Jiazhi thought: I won’t be able to breathe like this.
She remembered a movie where the heroine was not wearing shoes and danced barefoot on the hero's toes. The two of them jumped from the house to the balcony, and then the heroine pulled up the orange scarf with black patterns, and the two of them kissed passionately inside the scarf.
Wang Jiazhi likes romance, but she prefers restrained romance. She still shook her head at the kiss on the balcony. It felt like a boy singing a love song downstairs with girls—too ostentatious.
At that time, she was thinking about how she would face people if her neighbors saw her.
It seems that kissing with the head covered is also a classic scene, not only in movies, but also painters like to paint it.
However, the painting felt like she was at home, in a private place, not a semi-public balcony. She felt very safe here. Since she was at home, any amount of fun was not excessive.
At night he was reading by the bed while she was embroidering.
She put down the flower frame, took out the picture album and showed it to him, saying, "Tell me, will this make you feel very bored?"
She felt that if they kissed too passionately, it would be easy to get out of breath, just like in the picture, the scarf was wrapped so tightly and twisted, making it even more difficult to breathe. If she tried to pull it away in panic and couldn't pull it free in time, someone might die.
He said, "It might be an intention, like suffocation, danger, or love that will lead to death."
She suddenly realized that, yes, perhaps the author wanted to express that this relationship was dangerous and could lead to death.
There happened to be a large peacock blue scarf with silver tulips next to it, which she had prepared in advance.
She took it out and covered the two of them with it before he could react.
"Try it and see if you can't breathe."
Sure enough, this would be really sad.
The two of them couldn't hold on any longer and took off their scarves, gasping for breath and with their hair ruffled.
She laughed and said, "If it really can't be opened for a while, it won't kill anyone."
He laughed and said, "Actually, many things are unexpected, like some strange ways of dying, which are probably unprecedented and will never happen again. It's hard to say whether you can even imagine it."
She asked him to tell her a few things.
One of them was simply... unbelievable.
After hearing this, she was no longer in the chaotic beginnings of Pangu's creation of the world. After all, Pangu was also a human, and the world, earth, and rocks were also within her cognition. This one, she couldn't figure out...
This kind of thing really happened! It also makes perfect sense. But there are some things in this world that make sense and are reasonable, but the probability of them happening is practically zero.
Wang Jiazhi was deeply troubled. Why hadn't anyone shared this story? Of course, this kind of thing could only be shared with close female friends. She absolutely couldn't tell her mother or the little girl.
Why aren't Xiaoshuang and Meihui around? It's really too painful to keep it in my heart.
He saw that she was in a state of shock beyond all recognition.
At night, he would deliberately tease her, unbutton her clothes, revealing two soft white breasts, and sleep in her arms.
She laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid?"
"You're very thin."
In her dream, Wang Jiazhi dreamed that she came home from school and there was a strong smell of Chinese medicine in the corridor. She and Xiaoshuang opened the door and hurriedly opened the window to dispel the smell of Chinese medicine in the room, but the smell of medicine on the balcony was even stronger than in the room.
After they complained, it was suddenly time for bed and lights out in their dream. Xiaoshuang shared with her the naughty stories she had heard. She told her this very sensational story. Xiaoshuang couldn't believe it, but she didn't doubt it because it made sense. Compared to this, her stories pale in comparison.
In the dream, Wang Jiazhi finally shared this story with Xiaoshuang. She believed that Xiaoshuang would soon tell Meihui first, and then there would be various shocks in a small circle.
She was very happy in the dream.
The story is about a thin man and a rather plump woman who is having an affair. The woman weighs about 200 pounds.
The woman was on top, and then she lay down, her breasts too thick for the man's face to be buried in. She was gasping for breath and struggling in pain, which she attributed to excessive excitement. The man then stopped moving, and only later was it discovered that he had suffocated.
Wang Jiazhi felt very unfortunate. Did he die because of this? Moreover, the woman was so heavy, how could he still be on top?
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