Jiang Zhou could only force herself to eat this bowl of noodles, after all, it was an extraordinary time, and it was not her turn to die there.

I finally ate half of it, but there was still a lot left.

Jiang Zhou quietly glanced at Ji An, but collided with his eyes.

A burst of weakness for no reason.

Ji An spontaneously took Jiang Zhou's noodle bowl, snorted, and drank all her soup.

There were very few people in the noodle shop, probably because of the heavy rain, and there was no one else but them.

The windows were open, and the smell of oil smoke was still very strong.

Jiang Zhou propped his head and looked at the rain outside the window, like small beads, falling down one by one.

"Is it to sit here for a while? Or leave? Ji An looked at Jiang Zhou, who was staring out the window, and asked.

"Let's go." Jiang Zhou said.

The taste is too greasy, and the stomach is not very comfortable, so it is better to go outside to breathe.

The two hurried back to the inn, but they were still drenched in a lot of rain.

Jiang Zhou immediately took a hot shower, she didn't want to catch a cold. The throat is uncomfortable and the nose is blocked, which feels very annoying to her.

After taking a bath, Ji An went in to take a shower.

Jiang Zhou asked the front desk for a hair dryer, which looked very old and old.

I moved a small chair, turned on the TV, took the shoes that were wet today, and started blowing with a hair dryer.

Ji An's bathing speed was very fast, she didn't blow any of them, and he had already come out shirtless.

Accidental contact with his bare skin, icy cold.

"What's the matter with you? Took a cold shower? Jiang Zhou asked in surprise.

"There's no hot water." Ji An replied calmly.

This water heater does not store enough hot water, and until Ji An goes to wash, there is not much hot water left, and it will take a long time to re-boil.

Jiang Zhou realized the problem: "Oh, I ran out of hot water. You didn't wait for the water to boil again, so you went in and washed it. ”

"Hmm." Ji An washed the clothes he had changed and found a hanger to dry.

Looking at the weather, it probably won't dry out.

"Blowing shoes?" Ji An looked at Jiang Zhou.

"yes, it's all wet." Jiang Zhou replied.

"But if you have to wear it tomorrow, it will still get wet." Ji An said.

"You're really a man. If you don't dry it out when it's wet, how uncomfortable it will be to step on it tomorrow, and it may get moldy and spoiled! Jiang Zhou said disgustedly.

"What about the clothes?" Ji An pointed to the wet clothes drying on the hanger.

"it." Jiang Zhou said.

"I looked at the weather forecast, and it will still rain heavily tomorrow, and the humidity will be heavy, so I can't dry." Ji An said.

"Then turn on the air conditioner and dry it with the wind." Jiang Zhou replied.

"That's fine." Ji An finally understood.

said that he was a rough man, Jiang Zhou thought to himself.

The small TV set across the bed is playing an idol drama. Jiang Zhou glanced at it a few times, it was nothing more than an old-fashioned drama of the domineering president falling in love with me.

This kind of surreal, daydream-like TV series really makes Jiang Zhou feel a toothache.

It is precisely because of the popularity of this kind of drama that many little girls are immersed in fantasy all day long.

The domineering president in reality, not to mention how handsome he looks, but no matter how he looks, he will not look at a silly white sweet who spends his days smiling all day long.

The scenes of those president idol dramas, all kinds of clothes and sideburns, cars and BMWs, as if this is all there is to life.

But what about the facts?

"Change the channel." Jiang Zhou said.

Ji An looked for the remote control and was pressed under Jiang Zhou's clothes.

Helped her tune up a documentary channel.

She watched it with relish.

……

Jiang Zhou stood in front of the bed, looking at the small single bed, and suddenly made a difficulty.

She couldn't accept that there were other people in the narration when she was sleeping, not to mention that the bed was so small.

Although she slept like a corpse.

Ji An stood aside, seeing her concerns.

"You sleep in the bed." He said.

"What about you?" Jiang Zhou turned his head.

"I'll just sleep on my desk." Ji An set up the chair and took a piece of clothing and draped it over himself.

Is he really going to sleep like this?

"Actually, it's okay to squeeze it." Jiang Zhou said.

"Don't you like to sleep alone?" Ji An asked rhetorically.

"yes, but I can try." Jiang Zhou patted the bed, "It's not a big deal." Anyway, it's you, maybe my body is already used to you. ”

This sentence was said by Jiang Zhou.

Otherwise, with Ji An's temper, he would sleep on his stomach on the table in life and death.

She didn't know if she would strongly reject him at night.

"Are you sure?" Ji An asked.

"Sure." Jiang Zhou replied.

"It's going to be crowded." Ji An said.

"Hmm." Jiang Zhou replied.

"I don't sleep honestly." Ji An confirmed it again and again.

"Oh." Jiang Zhou said.

"I know you don't sleep well, I'm going to disturb you." Ji An said seriously.

"Why are you such a mother-in-law, when you take off your pants, you look so simply!" Jiang Zhou's momentum came up again.

Ji An was silent for a while, but decided to get up from the chair, walk to the bed, and lie down.

Only a small side is occupied.

The space left for Jiang Zhou is very large.

Jiang Zhou pretended to be calm and laughed, "It's not here yet." ”

She also lay down, wearing a black silk nightdress.

The bed is very small, and if you lie down, you will touch each other's bodies.

Ji An obviously felt that Jiang Zhou's movements were a little stiff.

Jiang Zhou himself realized it, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed in his heart, how many times he had done it, he was still stiff when he shared the same bed.

She tried to relax as much as she could, imagining that she was still alone, only with a smaller bed.

Ji An didn't expose her, he deliberately didn't look at her.

He knew she was mentally building herself.

After turning off the lights, Jiang Zhou closed his eyes, and only the TV in the room was turned on, which he didn't know what program was playing.

Glowing with blue, it has a psychedelic flavor.

Jiang Zhou licked her lips, because of the posture she was lying down just now, the hem of her skirt moved up to her waist.

It was raining heavily outside, and the air conditioner was roaring inside.

She suddenly thought of that rainy night in Yishan.

She was teased by him, but she was not annoyed.

It's like a kitten's paws scratching her palm, tickling, and she craves it even more.

Possession is a process, not a result.

With a sigh that the old air conditioner went out halfway through, she turned around and pounced.

In the dim light, with unmistakable accuracy, find his soft lips and insert them into his stiff hair.

The stiff body instantly relaxed.

Lost in self, found in love.

……

Jiang Zhou has never slept so deeply.

When she woke up, she found that it was almost eleven o'clock, and Ji An happened to come in from outside with food.

"When did you go out?" Jiang Zhou sat on the bed, his hair scattered, and his face was dazed.

"It's about half past ten." Ji An put the rice on the table.

"I slept so deeply." Jiang Zhou got up, took off his nightdress and changed into clothes.

"It's not just Shen, I sleep very dead." Ji An added.

Jiang Zhou went to brush his teeth and wash his face, the toothpaste foamed in his mouth, and asked vaguely, "What did you buy?" ”

"When I saw someone selling fried buns, I bought it, soy milk, and a bowl of white fungus soup."

"Raw fried?" Jiang Zhou was a little excited.

She rinsed her mouth and hurried over.

"I don't think you should get too excited." Ji An said.

After all, this is certainly not an authentic Shanghai fried pan.

When Jiang Zhou saw it, he was really gone.

Small, thick skin, not brittle at all when bitten.

But Jiang Zhou still pinched one and took a bite.

It's okay, it's not very tasty.

"Okay." Jiang Zhou took another sip of soy milk.

"If I don't like it, I drank this bowl of white fungus soup." Ji An saw Jiang Zhou's reluctance.

"Think before me, alas. When I was in Shanghai, I often ate these breakfasts with Cheng Yan, and I would waste a lot of them every time. ”

Jiang Zhou took another bite of the fried bun, no, it should be a small bun.

"Hmm." Ji An replied nonchalantly.

"What, jealous?" Jiang Zhou asked with a smile.

"Nope." Ji An said.

He didn't admit it, so Jiang Zhou didn't ask.

Actually, I regretted it a little after asking.

What if he answered, "Yes."

That's when she panicked.

Can she still gag the past?

As everyone knows, when she thinks so, he thinks the same way.

If he answered "yes", what would she say?

Is she a little sincere about herself?

He didn't know.

"You never seem to want to ask me what I thought in the past, I took the initiative to tell you." Jiang Zhou scooped the white fungus soup and said.

"Indeed, not ever." Ji An ate the raw fried after Jiang Zhou took a few bites.

"You don't ask me, and you don't let me ask you." Jiang Zhou said, "Then I shouldn't tell you myself, it's not fair." ”

"You don't have to." Ji An said.

"But sometimes I just can't control myself and want to tell you." Jiang Zhou looked at Ji An, "Maybe you gave me a particularly reliable relationship from the beginning." ”

"Yes." Ji An asked rhetorically.

"Even though you're always dead like this, I surprisingly thought it was quite interesting." Jiang Zhou suddenly began to put his heart in his heart.

So you always want to get close to me, just find it interesting?

"Do you think I'm a?" Jiang Zhou asked, and replied to himself, "Indeed." ”

"Tell me about your time when you were a student in the United States." Ji An said suddenly.

"You want to hear it?" Jiang Zhou was slightly surprised.

"Hmm." Ji An said.

"It's probably like the kind of rich second generation who don't learn and don't know how to do it. Doing nothing all day long, doing all kinds of evil. The most excessive is that Lin Yu has been violent. Now think about it, what would it be like to be locked up in the toilet for a day and a night at that age, in that strange country? ”

"When we go back, let's go to the Ba Shui Temple again, people, when we encounter a matter that we can't solve, we like to ask the gods." Jiang Zhou said.

"What else?" Ji An asked.

"And then there's the man who took up my entire youth. His name is Cheng Que. Chengque Chengque is like a palace, and it has locked me up for a long, long time. ”

"How did he die?" Ji An asked.

"I took drugs, hallucinated, and jumped to my death." Jiang Zhou replied lightly.

"I've taken drugs too." Jiang Zhou smiled, but his smile was miserable, "Cheng Que always told me that after swallowing, he seemed to be floating in the wind. Maybe before jumping down, I also felt like I was in the wind. ”

"That medicine, it's called IND."

Goneiththeind.

Gone with the wind.

Ji An's heart slammed.