I lay on my back on the bed, my limbs stiff and motionless. Gradually, he felt her kissing his skin inch by inch, extremely softly. In the darkness, her face couldn't be seen clearly, but there seemed to be cool liquid slipping from her eyes. My eyes became moist. Later we crossed our arms and our long hair became tangled. I was so close to her that I could hear her breathing like a newborn baby. She is very fragrant, with the fragrance of yellow seven-mile incense. It was a large field of blooming flowers on the middle school campus. She and I talked a lot under those vines, squinting at the sky through the cascading leaves. I think of those tiny fragments that make no sound.
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