"Hey, why don't you move a bed here!"

Xiao Qing opened the door and came in, and when she saw Zhao Jianling again, she couldn't help but laugh.

As soon as the sword spirit opens his eyes now, he will stay in the small garden and their dormitory, as if he has taken root here.

"Go, if you're not convinced, come too!" the sword spirit glared at her.

Since the contradiction with Willing disappeared, Zhao Jianling liked this collective more and more.

I don't know why I have lived in the same dormitory with Wu Sinong for so long, I just feel that I can't integrate.

It's not that there is any contradiction, I feel uncomfortable, and my aura is wrong.

In fact, there are few people who can get along with Wu Sinon, she is always so cold and arrogant.

You think she is sacrosanct, but when you turn her face, she can be charming and delicate to men, and then drag you to be a human background; you think she doesn't like to talk, but she always says a sentence at critical moments, which makes you embarrassed and can't get off the stage, and hurts you completely.

For this kind of person, everyone stays away, only Xiaoyuan is good to her.

Xiaoyuan's heartless girl is so good to everyone, whoever hurts her, she will get up by herself and act as if nothing happened.

This measure is not something that everyone can learn.

"Have you written a petition?" Xiao Qing asked in a low voice.

"It's written, it's all handed in!" Zhong Yuan nodded.

Xiao Qing let out an "oh", still hesitating in her heart.

Since the SARS situation was severe, young people in every unit have written petitions, expressing their willingness to go to the most dangerous places and to take on front-line work.

Every time there is a crisis, it becomes a realization.

Although the trade union propaganda is voluntary, everyone can write it, and if you don't write it, it will appear that you are not progressive, and it will appear that you are not social.

"You haven't paid it yet?" everyone was a little strange.

"Hmm......" Xiao Qing was still very conflicted, because she was really afraid.

This is not a joke, the mortality rate of this disease is unusually high, and it is all nonsense to say that you are not afraid.

"That'...... I'll hand it over too......" Xiao Qing sighed and turned to leave.

It's no surprise to everyone that they are only in their early twenties, and they are like flowers. It's normal to be afraid, to be cowardly.

The only thing you need is how to overcome your heart and make yourself strong.

***

Xiaoyuan came to Cheng's house as scheduled on the weekend, because the school was closed, so he had enough time to stay in the room and write his graduation thesis.

Cheng Hao didn't go to work for a while, although he no longer had a fever, he still had a little cough, and he didn't want to go to the company to find it unpleasant now.

It's so sad to be alone at home, and you can't solve it just by eating.

The restaurants that used to order takeout politely refused, but now everyone is very careful in this period, and the catering industry has been hit the hardest.

Cheng Hao was also annoyed after going back and forth, so he simply bought a large box of instant noodles at home.

After eating it like this, he was afraid that one day his dead body would not melt for a hundred years, because there were too many preservatives.

When he was bored, he would think of the girl, think of the food she cooked, forget it, he was even hungrier, and he would continue to eat instant noodles......

Looking at Cheng Hao, who was gobbling up in front of him, Xiao Yuan's heart was shocked, how long has this guy not eaten?

Cheng Hao didn't hide it from her, telling her that she was about to die of eating instant noodles for a while.

Think about Xiang Xiaoyuan, let's teach him a few simple dishes, sometimes money is really not everything, at least you have to learn the instinct of life, so as not to starve yourself.

"Dice the cucumber, what about the cucumber?"

Xiao Yuan's eyes widened, and he washed haode.

Cheng Hao bit half a cucumber and winked at her innocently.

"Why did you give it raw?" Xiao Yuan was angry and was teaching him how to make assorted fried rice, but he didn't pay attention at all.

Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't have cucumbers, what about carrots?

"Oh my God, you ate it too?"

She yelled, what kind of creature was standing across from her?

Forget it, forget it, let's change the egg fried rice.

"Where's the eggs?"

"Ate ......" Cheng Hao was very pitiful.

Xiao Yuan was furious, carrying a spatula and chasing him, how could this guy's virtue be the same as Xue Cheng's, no, worse than Xue Cheng.

"Don't do it!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan threw the shovel angrily, and couldn't afford to be angry with him.

"Actually, I will, but it's not as delicious as what you make......" Cheng Hao said pitifully lying at the door.

Xiao Yuan gritted his teeth, remembering that he had cooked once, but the kitchen after that was simply miserable.

It turns out that this guy is not at all unwilling, but extremely lazy.

I have been affectionate for half a day, playing the piano to the cow.

After delaying so much time with him, Xiang Xiaoyuan felt distressed when he thought about it, and he was lying there writing papers and gritting his teeth.

After writing for a while, citing professional books in some places, she got up and went to the study.

It's a small library, and it's a lot of books related to your major, so it's easy to find materials.

Xiaoyuan climbed the ladder, reached for a book, and touched the bookshelf, but he didn't expect a thick layer of dust.

Xiao Yuan couldn't help frowning as he looked at his dusty fingers.

Seeing Xiao Yuan squatting in the storage room, Cheng Hao walked behind her curiously: "What are you looking for?"

"Is there a duster?" said Xiao Yuan, flipping through the pages.

Cheng Hao looked up and thought: "There seems to be a ......"

After a while, he picked up a large box out of nowhere.

When he opened the box, Xiao Yuan was stunned, he had never seen such a feather duster.

The jet-black chicken feathers glittered in the sunlight, showing a dark green glow like metal; the beautiful chicken feathers were tightly tied together, pressed tightly layer by layer; each chicken feather was thin and long, not like the tail feathers of a rooster, could it be the feathers on the neck and back?

Obedient...... How big does this chicken have to be? How many years does it take for a chicken to grow that big? And how many chicken feathers do you have to make such a big duster?

Xiao Yuan held this big feather duster, it was really heavy, and it was full of weight in his hand.

"Okay?" asked Cheng Hao.

"This is not good?" Xiao Yuan's heart was full of joy, it was really a good thing, and it was so easy to use.

Xiaoyuan wears Cheng Hao's big sunglasses, and the feather duster is full of smoke and dust everywhere he goes, and the bookshelf is really a good place to hide ashes.

"Ahem, choked to death...... Cheng Hao covered his nose and looked up at her.

Xiaoyuan jumped down from the ladder after cleaning, and shook the feather duster in his hand: "Hey!

Cheng Hao frowned: "Just think it's easy to use." ”

Xiang Xiaoyuan washed the feather duster, the smooth feathers were covered with dust, and he looked listless when he washed it with water.

Xiao Yuan thought about it, washed it again with shampoo, and then took a hair dryer and blew it carefully.

Such a beautiful feather, it is very comfortable to touch, watching the feather stretch out, and there is still a faint mint scent of shampoo on it, Xiao Yuan suddenly laughed.

"What's fun?" Cheng Hao couldn't help but ask when he saw her smiling cutely.