I wondered why she was standing here in the middle of the night wearing such clothes.

I couldn't resist looking at her a few more times, because such a beautiful woman, wearing such clothes, can only be seen in the love action films of the island country in most cases. It's hard to see the real-life version, but we have to take a good look at it.

She was so embarrassed that she could hardly lift her head. I was too embarrassed to look more. She bowed her head and pretended to calm down to the door. She took out the key and opened the door. She stood back and stood on the right side of my door. It seemed that she was looking at me. I dared not look up at her.

I don't know if it's because of nervousness that I didn't poke the key into the hole for half a day. As a result, when she opened her mouth, the key in my hand was also lost.

"I'm sorry." She said softly.

I looked up at her and was surprised. Her eyes were red and swollen, pear blossoms raining, and she had obviously cried.

"I locked myself out, can I..." She looked at me and said, "Can you let me go in and stay for a while?"

Obviously, I can't be deceived by the excuse of locking myself out. It's autumn now and the temperature difference between day and night is big. It's already cold. Who would wear it like this to go out?

But it's true that there's nowhere to put money on, and it's unreasonable to go out and depend on friends and family. Staying in the corridor, I'm afraid, sooner or later, will be seen by neighbors.

So I let her in. She was very grateful and came in with me.

Of course, the room is warmer. I turn on the light. This time it's my turn to be embarrassed. Because I'm too busy, the house is in a mess of porridge. It's too late to clean up. It's also full of dust and mess. It's full of old magazines and garbage. I don't know what's mouldy and smells bad.

"Sorry, I haven't come back for a long time. It's a little messy in the room. It makes you laugh." As I said, I hastened to tidy up the room.

She didn't say anything, but looked around and asked, "Do you live alone?"

"Yes." I said.

She said nothing more, standing there, holding her arms like a beautiful pet wounded. It's a little abrupt for a person like her to stand in this chaotic room.

I regret not having formed the good habit of cleaning diligently. If I knew she was coming, I should have come back early to do some cleaning. But who knows that she will come today? And still dressed like this.

I packed up the things on the sofa and said to her, who had been standing still and had not moved, "Sit down, if you don't mind giving up."

She just sat on the sofa, and I stood there. She sat low, and the `scenery'in front of her chest became more irritating. I had heard about the plump figure of the young woman for a long time, but I had never seen her exaggerate it like that.

As soon as she looked up, I opened my eyes hastily and wrongly. She probably noticed that pulling up a sports coat from my sofa and putting it on made it less pornographic.

"Are you hungry? Can I get you something to eat? I asked.

She shook her head.

I don't know what to say. In order to break some awkward atmosphere, I also sat on the sofa, did not expect that I just sat on, she moved aside.

is even more embarrassing. I sat there for half a day without knowing what to say.

"You... You tonight... Are you going to live here? Having held up for a long time, I don't know why I asked such a question.

She was stunned, then nodded and said, "If you don't disturb me, I can sleep on the sofa. You don't have to worry about me."

"Where can I do that?" I said, "Three bedrooms. I'll make one for you. If you don't like to give up, you can also sleep in the master bedroom where I sleep."

When she was stunned, I found my words were ambiguous, so she said quickly, "Don't get me wrong, I mean, you sleep in the master bedroom, I sleep in another bedroom."

"No, I'll just go to bed once." She said.

I nodded, hurried into a sunrise secondary bed and tidied up, but there was nothing to tidy up. The bedclothes were basically new. I just swept the dust and took out a quilt to make for her.

She came in and laid it with me.

The room was very small and the light in this bedroom was very blurred. She stood here dressed like this in a different atmosphere. I didn't speak, nor did she speak. I had to say, "Do you want to wash?"

"No, thanks." She said.

"Okay, then... Good night. " I said and walked out. When I came out, she closed the door. After a while, I heard the sound of the bedroom door locked back.

I felt very sleepy when I came back, but now I seem to be sleepless. Who let such an unexpected visitor come to my home?

When I take a shower, I feel a little strange. After all, there is still such a sexy thing in the room at this moment. I begin to imagine how she is lying in bed without her clothes, or that she is not undressing, but still wearing that sexy clothes.

My body warmed up unconsciously, and I saw that it was a bit dishonest. I'm not to blame. I'm so old that I haven't even talked about serious love. I'm a fool in front of women, unlike other people. I'm just a freshman and have a crush love affair.