The cold water from the shower irritated every inch of Zhang Luo's skin, and there were bruises left before in some places on his body. Zhang Luo immersed himself in the water, trying to calm his heart.

Zhang Luo is accustomed to taking a bath for only three minutes: the first minute to put hot water to discharge excess sweat, the second minute to put cold water to tighten the skin, and the last minute to put warm water to regulate body temperature.

After he took a shower, he opened the refrigerator and found some mare's milk, so he took it out and washed and ate it himself. Zhang Luo lay on the sofa drinking bright yogurt, turned on the network TV and watched TV series: mother-in-law and daughter-in-law ethics dramas, urban romance dramas, costume palace fighting dramas, and anti-Japanese dramas.

His fingers slid boringly through one program after another, and finally stopped at the opera channel, where Tsing Yi babbled and sang Peking Opera that Zhang Luo didn't understand. "The island ice wheel is beginning to turn, see the jade rabbit, and the jade rabbit rises eastward early. The ice wheel is away from the island, the sky is very clear, and the bright moon is in the sky, just like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, and the slave is like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, just like Chang'e...... The jade bridge reclines and leans on the railing, the mandarin ducks come to play in the water, the golden carp faces on the water surface, faces on the water surface, the geese fly in the sky, and the geese fly...... The scenery is sultry and intoxicating, and I don't know if I come to ......."

Zhang Luo's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and the hand holding the remote control became heavier and heavier, and finally there was only babbling Tsing Yi singing there in the room.

"Didi-" The alarm clock on the bedtable made an endless noise, Zhang Luo reached out and threw the alarm clock out directly, and then with the sound of a mechanical metal piece hitting the wooden floor, the world returned to calm.

Zhang Luo is a prospective freshman, his parents divorced and followed his mother when he was a child, and he has never seen his father since he was a child. His mother does not return home abroad all the year round because of work, and only the nanny Aunt Liu takes care of his food and clothing at home.

But a few days ago, Aunt Liu's youngest son slipped on the soles of his feet and fell from a tree when he was digging a bird's nest in his rural hometown, breaking his leg, so he hurriedly asked for leave and went home. After Zhang Luo called his mother, he followed his mother's will and gave Aunt Liu a few hundred yuan, which can be regarded as buying some supplements for the child.

So now Zhang Luo is the only one left in the family, and he is ready to start school today after staying up all day and night.

"Coo-goo-" There was a cramping pain in his stomach, and the pain made Zhang Luo turn over and get up. The curtains were opened, and it was overcast outside, as if it was about to storm again. The wind tugged at the street trees, and the vine trellises outside were still crunching.

He touched his stomach, it should have been a little cold last night. Sighing and feeling a little dizzy, he picked up the alarm clock on the ground, and found that there was a crack in the glass shell, but fortunately the pointer was still walking, so he continued to throw it back on the bed.

After eating two pieces of stomach medicine, I went straight to the kitchen and prepared to eat a bowl of noodles for myself, add water, turn on the fire, and below, wait, stir, and take out the pot. Then brush the pan, add oil, fry the eggs, "Zizi-" The aroma of eggs and oil is simply a wonderful mixture, and finally add salt to the pot, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and a bowl of steaming egg noodles is done.

Zhang Luo likes to cook very much, and usually when Aunt Liu is at home, she learns to cook Sichuan cuisine - back to the pot meat, sauerkraut fish, boiled beef, and spicy chicken. He felt that the heavy oil and spicy approach was too stimulating to his taste buds, but he enjoyed it every time. Thinking of Aunt Liu, she sighed again, what will I do in the future!

The sound of the rustling raindrops is getting louder and louder, and it is really pouring down with lightning and thunder. The raindrops clanged against the metal shingle like a fast-paced percussion.

"Buzz-" The phone vibrated and it was Mom's phone.

"Hey. ”

"Is my baby son still used to this summer vacation, does he miss me, does he stay up late at night, you must remember to eat breakfast every day, otherwise it will be easy to get stomach problems in the future......" The mother turned on the chatter mode again, and Zhang Luo impatiently took the phone a little farther away.

After a while, Zhang Luo took a deep breath and took the phone closer.

"Mom, I know, I'm an adult, don't I know this, no problem, you can put a hundred hearts. ”

"You kid. Okay, school is going to start in a few days, Mom has a job here and can't come back, so it's okay for you to go alone, right?" Mom felt a little self-blaming.

Zhang Luo agreed one by one, he didn't mean to complain about his mother, after all, it was also because of work, and he was used to it since he was a child.

"By the way, there's one more important thing I almost forgot to tell you. Mom said abruptly at the end.

Just after a bolt of lightning streaked through the thick dark clouds, the sound of rain slowly dripped away.

Zhang Luo looked around the room and let out a long breath. He packed his luggage, the room was also clean and tidy, and the European-style decoration style with gilt gold wallpaper looked stylish and not tacky.

"Bang-" With a crisp sound of the door closing, Zhang Luo went out to Qinghe to report.

In the deep tunnel, the front is full of red car taillights.

"! The driver slammed the steering wheel and scolded, took out a cigarette case from his pocket and handed Zhang Luo a cigarette, meaning that he didn't need to panic.

Zhang Luo was bored scrolling through Weibo and WeChat circle of friends, and time was slowly passing.

The traffic jam is really a headache, the car has broadcast the weather forecast, there will be light rain in some areas tonight, and a person in the emotional counseling program asked the anchor how to end a broken relationship decently, and the advertising discount of the furniture decoration company has increased, and now the call has dropped by 2,000 yuan.

Finally, a girl sang "Blue and White Porcelain" on the radio, and her voice was slightly hoarse, like the charm of drinking a little wine after experiencing emotional setbacks. It feels like the kind of song in Douyin, Zhang Luo thought about it and shook his head as he looked at the rushing traffic in front of him.

The weather in the last few days has been really unpredictable, and there was a strong wind before, and there was a kind of mountain rain that was about to come and the wind was full of buildings. Now it was the scorching sun, and there was not a single cloud in the blue sky along the way. As soon as I got out of the taxi, a heat wave hit.

It is said that Qinghe University, where Zhang Luo studied, is one of the two best schools in the city. The two universities also fight openly and secretly to look down on each other. Qinghe University is located in the suburbs, and Nanyi University is located in the bustling urban area. The two universities, one in the south and one in the north, echo each other from afar, like two dragons playing with pearls, inheriting the aura of heaven and earth in the city.

"Stop! Take out your ID card!" a man who looked like a school security guard stopped Zhang Luo.

"What is it?" Zhang Luo looked puzzled.

"It's Qinghe's access card. The young security guard said.

Zhang Luo remembered that he should have left that thing at home and forgot to bring it out.

"Big brother, don't you think you can be accommodating? Zhang Luo handed out a pack of cigarettes and smiled.

"No unrelated personnel will be allowed to enter the school!" the young security guard was indifferent.

"He's with me all the way. A silvery-white Maserati slowly lowered its window.

She has short silver-gray ear-length hair, willow eyebrows and her beauty tips are just right, and her lip gloss is a watery juice color suitable for summer.

"Don't hurry up yet. The man in the car took off his sunglasses and smiled, she didn't apply powder, but the color was like the morning glow reflecting the snow.