Xiang Xiaoyuan was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, stiffened his shoulders, and just held his forehead.

He hunched over, and he could see the shoulder blades on his back, and he buried his head in his arms.

She didn't understand that Mr. Cheng Weishenme would be like this, he put down his noble head for the first time and handed his back to someone else, looking like a child.

His hand was holding the back of his hand, and his palm was supporting his forehead, I don't know if it was the sweat on his forehead or the sweat on his palm, all stuck together.

It's wet, and the skin is sticky, and the skin seems to be torn off if you take it away.

I don't know how long this action has been maintained, Xiao Yuan feels that his arms are no longer like his own, and his fingers are stiff and won't move.

Cheng Hao slowly raised his head and smiled at her.

The first time I saw him smile like this, his eyes were very clean, just a smile, a simple smile.

Xiao Yuan tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing an expression that was close to a smile.

I don't know if it's shock, fright, or panic, but in short, daoqian also forgot.

"Go to sleep, it's not early. Cheng Hao stood up.

Weishenme always has to show her vulnerable side in front of her, and Weishenme wants to say these words to her, and he can't figure it out himself.

So I could only turn my back to her, not wanting her to see her face at this moment.

Mr. Cheng...... I take back my words!"

Seeing that Cheng Hao was about to step out of the door, Xiao Yuan suddenly shouted loudly.

"You are not a cold-blooded animal, I said it wrong, I will Daoqian to you!"

Cheng Hao just paused slightly, didn't look back, and continued to walk, as if he didn't have any reaction.

Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at his hands that were still trembling, yes, his forehead was hot, how could his heart be cold?

How could he be a cold-blooded animal......

Cheng Hao stood by the window and smoked a cigarette quietly, the bedroom did not turn on the light, only the faint light from the outdoors reflected in, dragging his shadow for a long time.

He didn't understand what he weishenme was going to say to her, weishenme was going to explain, to clarify, was it just because she said she was a "cold-blooded animal"?

He didn't understand that he was going to act like that, and he couldn't explain that kind of behavior at all.

I can't explain my actions, and I can't explain my feelings.

Like a wounded child seeking refuge, more like a broken ship in a storm, looking for a sheltered harbor.

The light outside dimmed, and he knew the lights were out upstairs.

In fact, there were many things that he didn't tell her.

For example, those people on the board of directors insinuated that Xue Cheng's disappearance was their own conspiracy and that they had already prepared to seek power and usurp the throne; for example, the reporters who flocked to the board of directors chased and intercepted them every day, and they were often exhausted in evasion; for example, several major shareholders of the board of directors talked to them calmly, metaphorically saying that it was time for them to stand up again; for example, some timid investors withdrew their project investments one after another, even at the expense of paying a lot of liquidated damages; for example, there were many pairs of eyes observing themselves in the dark, waiting to see how they would end……

He didn't say any of this to her.

It was a shijie she had never seen before, a dark shijie behind all the glitz and interest.

One moment in heaven, one moment in hell.

There is only blood and rain, only you live and die, there is no favor and humiliation, and the clouds are light and the wind is light.

I only hope that she will never be able to touch this dark corner of Shijie, and I only hope that her Shijie will always be so simple and transparent.

It's been so simple, silly to live by......

The next day, Xiaoyuan went to class, and Cheng Hao was not at home.

Xiang Xiaoyuan quietly copied the notes, Liu Yong didn't come, and even his share was copied down.

The teacher informed me of the time of the graduation exam, and there was a graduation photo to be taken next week.

is about to graduate so soon, Xiaoyuan is a little dazed, and he no longer has to be busy running back and forth in the future, but when he relaxes, his heart is empty.

Back in the dormitory, Zhong Yuan and the others were soaking zongzi leaves and glutinous rice, and it turned out that the Dragon Boat Festival was coming.

After dinner, everyone sat together and wrapped colorful dumplings with colorful threads, and Xiaoyuan did not nest alone in the dormitory to review homework, but accompanied them to wrap together.

The Dragon Boat Festival has always been a day to send the five poisons, and everyone wraps their prayers for health and safety in the colorful dumplings, hoping that there will never be more days like this year.

Colorful silk threads were wrapped around the diamond-shaped small paper dumplings, and soon, one by one, colorful colored rice dumplings were lying in the carton. Then Nakahara put them on, hung them with bells, and made them into wind chimes, replacing the faded ones by the window last year.

"I want to keep two for the keychain. ”

Xiao Yuan smiled and kept two, these two of which she pestered the most.

"By the way, why haven't you seen Mr. Tang in the past few days?" Zhong Yuan asked, wrapping around the thread.

Leyi sneered: "I'm afraid that the freshness has passed, do you really expect him to take root here?"

Pan Pan frowned: "Then do you still leave him zongzi?

Willing to roll his eyes: "Save your worries, people are not uncommon!

Listening to them talk about Tang Yuan, Xiao Yuan chuckled in his heart, and the thread in his hand was suddenly broken.

****

Xiang Xiaoyuan held the two colored rice dumplings, which emitted a faint fragrance.

When making zongxin, it was filled with haode mugwort, which these girls picked by themselves with their own hands and dried them themselves.

Because of SARS, this year's Dragon Boat Festival was particularly grand. The girls brought bracelets woven with colored ropes, and their braids were also tied with hairbands made of colored ropes.

The clothes were dyed with mugwort, and the wormwood ash was specially spread on the ground for everyone to step on, saying that it could go to bad luck.

The good news that patients have been discharged from the hospital and that there are no new cases is reported on TV every day.

The epidemic is finally over, and everyone has been waiting for it for so long, and it has finally passed.

……

Soon there was good news, Zhao Jianling was named an advanced individual and an outstanding worker in the fight against SARS was commended.

After the SARS epidemic is announced to be lifted internationally, she will go to the bureau to receive awards on behalf of these young workers.

At this time, Sword Spirit is busiest in choosing clothes, and what clothes to wear has become a headache for her.

Everyone laughed at her for knowing that she was going to wear work clothes and was so busy, but she had to say that she was going to show her face, and she couldn't be disgraced when she wasn't on stage.

So everyone laughed at her, and she forgot the pain when she got her scars.

In fact, the sword spirit is so beautiful, thinking about what clothes to wear better is a superfluous thing.

Zhao Jianling ignored them, compared his clothes and asked Xiaoyuan, "Is it good-looking?"

Xiao Yuan nodded: "Good-looking!"

Only she knew that at the time when the sword spirit was wearing pajamas and through the thick protective glass, looking at herself and shedding tears.

She must have thought that she would never have the opportunity to wear beautiful clothes again in this life......