The woman's nightgown is soft and subtle, with heat and tide, and has the smell of laundry detergent.

Zhou Xingyan's vision was shrouded in the darkness, and the man sat stiffly beside the bed and stood still for more than ten seconds before he could react.

He raised his hand and grabbed the clothes on his head.

The light at the bedside light was dark, reflecting the skirt looking warm and yellow. Zhou Xingyan pinched it in his hand and rubbed his fingertips, which made the touch soft.

As soon as my fingers loosened, the skirt fell on the bed and was lined with a gray quilt, which looked particularly eye-catching.

The woman under the quilt was still not honest, her hands and feet were flapping inside, grabbing a loophole, and her thin white arms stretched out from above, pressing the quilt downward, revealing half of her naked shoulders and collarbone.

She closed her eyes, and the quilt was still pressing down.

Seeing that the blockbuster was about to reveal its fairness, Zhou Xingyan quickly leaned over and pulled upside the quilt.

My fingertips accidentally touched the soft skin on my chest, which was high in temperature, burning and hot.

Zhou Xingyan held his eyelashes and covered the dark movements in his eyes. He grabbed her arm with one hand, pulled the edge of the quilt and stuffed it back.

My heart is tired, my head hurts.

When this girl knows her, she can torture people.

That year she was injured behind her ear and had a needle. After being discharged from the hospital, she refused to go home and stayed at his house for a few days.

Zhou Xingyan's family has been doctors for several generations, and it is considered half a family of doctors. Although he was not very interested in this area since he was a child, he was influenced by the fact that she refused to go to the hospital, so it was more convenient to stay here to change the medicine and clean it.

So one week before school started, Xiang Ge lived in his house.

Zhou Xingyan is in his third year of high school. School starts early, and Xiang Ge is sleeping in again. When he wakes up in the morning, he has already gone to school. A glass of milk and toast is left on the dining table, which is very cold. Fortunately, he has a microwave at home, so she heats it up by herself.

The milk is fine, but toast is made in the microwave unless it is a little cooler when it is hot, and the soft bread will become harder as the temperature drops.

The taste was really not good, so Xiang Ge decided not to eat toast in the future.

As a result, Zhou Xingyan discovered the next day that he had just gotten up at midnight and was so excited that he didn't like to sleep and didn't eat breakfast.

Young Master Zhou is also the one who doesn’t go into the kitchen. It’s the limit to get a milk bread machine, so you can only fry an egg.

In order to cure her problem, he bought several nutritious breakfast recipes. Early in the morning, the boy went straight into the bedroom and pulled the person up, "Get up and have breakfast."

When the little girl came, she only wore such a sweater. At this time, she was wearing Zhou Xingyan's big T-shirt and pants as pajamas and pants. The collar was a little wide and she slept slanted, revealing half of her shoulders and collarbone.

The man frowned, not very happy, so he looked up in a daze and glanced at him, and then fell back "pa" and then.

Zhou Xingyan will pull again.

He was extremely patient, his expression was light, neither anxious nor slow. He went back and forth twice, Xiang Ge was so angry that he twisted his body, turned his back to him, and covered his head with a quilt, and his voice was muffled: "You are so annoying!"

He fell asleep with his bed covered with his quilt and said he was annoying.

Zhou Xingyan smiled angry, "Can you get up?"

Xiang Ge didn't say anything or pay attention to him. He pulled the quilt upwards, carefully not touching the wound, and then hid his hair in.

He looked at the bulging lump and nodded, "Okay, then you go home and sleep."

After he said that, he stopped and appreciated the effect of this sentence.

Xiang Ge was quiet for a few seconds at first, then slowly twisted under the quilt, protestingly, lifted it up, and the person turned around.

He opened his eyes reluctantly, supported his hands on the bed, and looked sad.

It's like I've suffered a huge grievance.

The boy was unmoved and looked at her lightly.

Xiang Ge closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and looked at death as if he was home: "I'll get up."

“…”

Zhou Xingyan almost thought that he asked her to get up and go to the execution ground.

Xiang Ge also felt that she had caused him a lot of trouble. When he went to school, she sorted out the room like a hard-working little bee, squatting in the kitchen to study the recipe books he bought.

So when Zhou Xingyan went home, he saw her stirring a pot of black stuff, not knowing what it was, pouring water into it, and the room was filled with popcorn smell.

Only when changing the dressings can she be more honest.

The little girl was extremely afraid of pain. She didn't feel it when she first met her to help her clean her wound during the winter vacation. However, now, as she shrank back, Zhou Xingyan dared not move anymore.

In order to divert attention, Xiang Ge talked to him.

Her voice sounds nice, not like the crisp and high-end ones of girls of this age, with a little low voice, but soft pronunciation.

He spoke slowly, neither rush nor slow, and flowed silently in the room with her unique scent of laziness.

Zhou Xingyan responded, and sometimes he would say a few words when he answered. On summer nights, there was cicadas outside the window, and the atmosphere was so good.

Xiang Ge, the night owl, will take the opportunity to send an invitation: "Senior Zhou, don't sleep tonight, let's dance."

Zhou Xingyan used medical tape to fix the gauze, and refused her invitation to dance without expression, "Either go home or sleep."

"……oh."

The girl got up from the sofa in shame and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

The slender back looked pitiful and bleak. Before closing the door, she hid her body in the door, and her head poked out from the crack of the door. She didn't forget to look at him, "Okay, what if I can't sleep."

Always leaned into the sofa, unmoved, "I can't sleep, and I'll ask you to get up and do morning exercises at 5:30 tomorrow."

“…”

Xiang Ge simply closed the door.

Cold and ruthless.

She has been sleeping unsteadily.

Zhou Xingyan felt light and sometimes he could hear slight sounds in the bedroom at night.

He got up from the sofa, walked to the door, and called her name tentatively.

The person inside didn't react. After a while of quiet, she suddenly whimpered.

Zhou Xingyan hesitated for a while and pushed the door open and went in.

The girl curled up into a small ball and curled up in the quilt, her forehead was covered with cold sweat, tears were hanging on the corners of her eyes, and her whole body was trembling.

She would suddenly wake up, stare at him blankly for a while, then speak gently, with a hoarse voice, "Okay, I dreamed that you and Ultraman are gone."

The boy sat beside the bed with his lips pursed and helped her pull the quilt. His voice was soft, "No."

"I won't leave," he said.

He never left.

She left first.

*

Xiang Ge was drowsy and kept struggling until the sky was almost dawn. The heat on his body basically faded, so he stopped.

The long eyelashes are thick, and black cover the lower eyelids, with a natural curve, the lips are a little dry, the quilt covers the chin, leaving only a head outside, looking obedient.

At 5:30 in the morning, a thin light seeped in from outside the window through the light-colored curtains. Zhou Xingyan threw the towel in his hand into the basin. He stood up and sat on the sofa beside the bed, lowering his eyes a little tiredly.

He had three surgeries a day yesterday, and waited for people in the hospital until after nine o'clock in the evening. He came over immediately after returning home. He hadn't eaten or seen it.

I'll have to go to work later.

Zhou Xingyan raised his hand and turned off the bedside lamp, and his eyes fell on the person on the bed.

I might have owed her in my previous life.

Xiang Ge wrinkled his nose in his sleep, revealing an expression that seemed to be denying him.

Zhou Xingyan laughed, supported his head and rubbed his forehead, took it out, sent a text message to Liang Shengxi, and then leaned on the sofa with his eyes closed and took a nap.

It was already eight o'clock when I opened my eyes again.

The bed was in a mess, the medicine in the medicine box was scattered on the ground, and the basin was placed on the head of the bed. Zhou Xingyan packed up the things, went to the kitchen to open the refrigerator door, and swept around. There were all kinds of fruits and vegetables inside. Zhou Xingyan even began to suspect that the sushi she had made it herself last time.

He rolled up the cuffs a few times and flipped out the tomato and bacon eggs from the refrigerator.

After frying eggs and bacon, slices of tomatoes are sandwiched in whole wheat bread, he is pouring milk into the glass when the doorbell rings.

Zhou Xingyan raised his eyes, poured a cup slowly, and then walked over and opened the door.

The man in a suit and tie stood at the door with an impatient look on his face, lowered his head and pressed his cell phone. Without raising his eyes, he started to jump out like a bean: "Xiang Ge, are you tired of living? Why did I--"

He cursed and raised his head, and the black eyes met the black eyes, and the person was stunned.

Song Zhi raised his eyes and looked at the house number. This is indeed true.

So my eyes turned back to the man in front of me, with a light-colored thin shirt, slippers on my feet, and my whole body was filled with a soft smell that had just come out of the bedroom. No matter how I looked, I didn't look like I was visiting an ordinary friend who was a guest in the morning.

Song Zhi raised his eyes.

*

Xiang Ge slept until after nine o'clock before he woke up.

After sweating, the heat faded. The person stretched his waist in the quilt before he opened his eyes lazily and recalled what happened yesterday.
To be continued...