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Chapter 15

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After living in my aunt's house for about half a month, I returned to my hometown under the call of my classmates, because various school entrance banquets began.

Every July and August, the hotel is almost surrounded by school entrance banquets, and people congratulate each other on their children's admission to college.

I also traveled through the school entrance banquets of my classmates all day long, and my family also prepared a school entrance banquet for me. This is how the second half of the holiday was spent.

When school started, my father and stepmother took me to the school. This was the first time we went out to school together, paid the tuition, divided the dormitory, met new classmates, everything was so fresh

My father and stepmother went back the next day after making arrangements for me. After military training, I became familiar with my classmates and I, and my life became dull again.

Every day, it is to go to class, eat, and sleep, forming a three-point and one-line lifestyle

Like many people, I fantasized about gaining a sincere love in college. I achieved my goal in the first semester of my senior year. I fell in love with a female classmate.

College is not like high school, girls are more open. We went to bed in less than a month. My girlfriend has a good figure and a plump figure, which is the type I like. We won't write down the details of our sex here in detail. Our love path is stumbling because her personality is very strong and I have to listen to everything. I have almost no space for myself. For this person with a personality, it's like being stuck in shackles, feeling physically and mentally exhausted. So after we broke up after three months of being together, I entered the ranks of single dogs again.

After the breakup, I didn't look for a girlfriend anymore, but spent all day online. The Internet had already emerged and mobile phones had become popular. Not only teenagers surf the Internet, but middle-aged and elderly people also began to contact the Internet.

The above said that the mobile phone my aunt bought for me was more advanced at the time. I used it to call and read novels and went online.

I had a QQ number very early, and it should be the same time as I went to the Internet cafe. It would be very popular to hang up QQ. It would be so awesome if I had a Sun account, but it wouldn't be very useful. I rarely chat and I mostly play games on the Internet

It was different when I went to college. I started to like chatting online. At first I always chatted with my classmates, and later I also added some people from other schools in society.

In short, chat has become a way of entertainment for me. I was obsessed with it. I could chat with many people and I could almost chat for a day.

Mainly, I also talked about a few girls online and successfully checked out. The Internet is a good thing. At that time, I also tried to talk about mature women, but I usually talked about them and didn’t believe anyone. No one was successful.

I remember it was the second semester of my sophomore year. Not long after the school started, I was lying on the bed and reading novels. Suddenly, my phone QQ avatar flashed, showing that someone added me as a friend.

Seeing someone adding me, I switched to QQ to read friend information without thinking too much

The person who added me is a girl's avatar, named Qianying. I took a look at the verification message. There was nothing on it that only showed me to add me. I always agreed directly to the girl who added me.

I immediately agreed to the request, and then opened the dialog and sent a message over. Are you?

After a while, the other party replied with a message

Are you Xiaotian?

Seeing this message, I thought about it and replied to it

I'm, who are you?

I guess this may be one of my female classmates. At that time, classmates often found me like this, and most of them asked the same question.

Wait for the other person to come back I am your aunt

Seeing this reply, I was stunned. This person was no one else, but actually my stepmother.

Auntie is the name I call her at home. I looked at my phone and didn't know how to answer.

I was stunned for a while and felt it was not good to not reply. I simply said, "Oh, aunt, it's you."

To be honest, although I was just facing the phone screen, I felt very embarrassed. I don’t know how to chat with her, I don’t know at all

After a while, the dialog box appeared, "Have you started class?"

I'll hurry back to my class after seeing this sentence

OK, you can go to class

I'm like an amnesty.

Um

After typing this word, I felt relaxed all of a sudden. I took a deep breath, closed the dialog box, and then read the novel.

This wasn't a big deal, I'll forget it after a while

In the evening, as usual, I chatted with netizens, and everything was messy. As I was chatting, the avatar suddenly flashed again in the morning. I felt very bored because I didn't want to talk to her, so I pretended not to see it and continued chatting with netizens.

About ten minutes later, when I switched the dialog box, I accidentally cut into the stepmother's dialog box. I saw a message sent on it? Have you had a meal?

I sighed when I looked at it, I didn't know if I was really caring or just polite words, and felt that no matter what, I would like to reply first.

I'm here, I didn't look at my phone just now, I finished my meal, and I continued to call me, have you eaten?

I sent this message for a long time but no news came back. I didn't care, so I continued to chat

After a while, the stepmother's avatar flashed again. This time I clicked it and said: I've finished eating too

I don't know how to reply to this message after seeing this sentence. I thought about it and replied. Oh

In this way, our chat fell silent again. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and some classmates were already preparing to wash. I was not in the mood to continue chatting with netizens, so I put down my phone and went to wash.

After washing up, I picked up my phone again, and my stepmother's avatar flashed again. I clicked on the dialog box and saw two messages on it.

What are you eating?

Are you going to go to bed?

When I read and sent the message, the two messages were sent fifteen minutes and eighteen minutes ago. I didn't care much, and I didn't reply until I saw it. I found a comfortable position and opened the novel and started reading it.

The next day I forgot about this matter again. At night, I was like Qiantian, and I was still chatting with netizens. As I was chatting, my stepmother's avatar flashed again. I felt a little impatient at that time, and I couldn't understand why she sent me messages every day. I felt like she was disturbing my life.

I clicked on the dialog box with a little anger, and it said?

I almost replied that I'm not here

But I have a problem, that is, I can't stand the good things about others. I think she takes the initiative to talk to me. If I don't reply, I will feel that it's very bad.

I didn't reply last night because I strongly suppressed my thoughts

I replied simply. I felt it was not good to just reply one word, so I then typed. I went to wash up last night, but I didn't reply when I came back too late.

A few seconds later, my mother replied, Oh, the terrible sense of embarrassment comes again, I don’t know how to deal with this situation

Just as I was thinking about what to do, my avatar flashed again, what are you doing?

I replied, I'm playing, where are you?

Nothing wrong

There was another calm, and I had no choice but to find a reason. Some classmates came to me, so I won’t talk about it now.

Stepmother replied OK

I let out a long breath, feeling very painful, and I suddenly lost the feeling of chatting again. I made up a random reason with a few netizens and started reading novels again.

In the following days, almost every day at 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening, my stepmother would send me a message, and I replied with great embarrassment and helplessness. I wanted to delete her QQ number, but I felt it was not good, so I could only endure it.

About four or five days later, my stepmother sent me a message as usual, but this time I didn’t ask me if I were there or what I had eaten, but I sent me a riddle.

Two unclothed men sitting on stones and typing an idiom

This puzzle is very simple. I took a look and realized that it was a bird of two, so I replied without thinking.

Stepmother replied to me. You are so awesome, I guessed it in one go

This is quite simple, I actually looked at my phone and smiled embarrassedly.

The next message from my stepmother made me embarrassed and wonder what to say. Do you don’t want to chat with me? I think I’m very annoyed, especially Moji

I quickly explained no, no, am I talking about it? I said so because I don’t want to break the relationship between us, after all, I still live under the same roof

That's good

In order to show that I was not very bored, I started chatting with her after just finding a topic. I didn’t talk much. I just asked about the weather at home, dinner, etc., which were all verbal things. It was just to deal with it. I felt very stressed and felt like doing my homework.

I try to find topics, but we have too few intersections. Even if there are many embarrassing things in this small number of intersections, there are too few that can be talked about.

I didn't talk for a long time this time. My stepmother typed normally and sometimes there were typos. This was related to her not familiar with typing on her mobile phone. I can go back to the message she sent me quickly, so she has to wait for a while

We had been chatting for about twenty minutes and I had no topics to talk about. I had to find another reason to end the chat.