(a)

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I don't want to fall asleep and I don't want to close my eyes because I don't want to stop thinking about you.

I don't want things about you to fade into consciousness,

I don't want your smile to fade from my consciousness,

I don't want your words to fade out of my consciousness,

I just want to be so awake to connect with you, to snuggle up to you tightly,

I just want to be close to you like this, feel your heartbeat, feel your dreams,

I just want to be with you and make this kind of moment go on forever.

I don't want to fall asleep and I don't want to close my eyes because I don't want to stop thinking about you.

Although I can sometimes see you in my dreams, good dreams never come true.

I still want to think of you soberly.

(b)

Twenty minutes later, you returned to the cabin with a stack of thick blankets and asked us to come to the cafeteria for dinner.

You were the first to come to my room, you knocked on the door, and you didn't hear any movement.

You knocked again, but you still don't hear any movement.

You think about the bumps along the way, you feel a little uneasy when you think about the altitude here, so you twist the handle of the door. You find that the door is not locked from the inside.

You call my name, and you say, "Heart? You ready? Went to eat. ”

There was still no answer from inside.

You can't hold back the uneasiness in your heart. You say, "I'm in."

Then, you carefully pushed open my door. You gently place the blanket on the soft chair at the entrance.

You see me lying on my back on the bed, already asleep.

I fell asleep like a petal on the water, like a fallen leaf falling to the roots of a tree, in the sense of happiness and tiredness of finally coming home.

I slept like someone who had never slept peacefully in a thousand years was finally relaxed.

My face was red and shining with the glow of youth in the altitude of the plateau.

There's something in my sleep that struck you deeply.

You can't bear to alarm me.

You look around at the bed, you pick up one from the pile of blankets you've brought over, and you gently cover me.

And then, you just stood there and looked at me.

Your gaze falls again on my eyes, on the bridge of my nose, on my lips, on my hair. It fell like soft velvet on my evenly breathed life.

(c)

When you look at it, your eyes moisten.

You knelt down gently in front of my bed.

You look at my serene face, and you experience my heavy weariness.

You hear the sound of the ice in my heart cracking and melting. You hear in my heart the rain of antiquity sweeping across the fields.

Your eyes rest on my eyelashes, and you see a star of tears on them.

For a moment, you have a strong urge to touch my hair, you want to hold my hand, you want to kiss that little bit of tears for you.

You have an unprecedented desire to hug me and merge with me.

A desire that flows from the deepest part of your heart, through long years and journeys.

A desire that you feel innate with and will not rest until you die.

You feel like the boundaries between us have blurred and dissolved, and you have stepped out of your silhouette before you know it.

You feel like you've been waiting for this moment for too long.

You feel like you're filling my surroundings like a warm vapor.

You feel like one of your thoughts has gotten out of control and is hurtling away from my sleeping consciousness.

For a moment, you think you already know how to lift the confinement of time on me.

All you have to do is hug me tightly and melt me into your body heat, and I'll be freed from that frozen loneliness. I could have disappeared from the ice.

You can warm me up like this, so that I don't freeze anymore.

You've thought you'd wanted to do this for a long time. You don't remember what delayed you for so long. You just feel like you want to cash in on it right now.

You're stirred up by this thought.

You are in the ups and downs of your impulses. You struggle inside, you feel like you're trembling with longing.

You are immersed in the deep desire of "instinct within instinct", and you are overwhelmed by it.

My sleeping body seems to sense the breath of your life, and it makes some slight swaying sounds like a tree with its branches and leaves being blown by the wind.

These voices seem to be calling you.

You feel like some walls are about to be breached.

You feel like some wounds are about to start healing.

You feel some new life starting to sprout.

You feel the heat of the sun shining on your heart.

(iv)

Just then, you hear the sound of the door slamming in the direction of the other room.

The sound woke you up instantly. A door in your heart slammed shut. It bounces back stiffly and hits the tip of your nose.

You're knocked back into reality in an instant.

Your composure is back on you.

You gently stood up from me, you carefully tucked the blanket for me, you looked at me again, and you felt unable to take your eyes off you again.

Again you have a burning desire in your heart that cannot be appeased.

You forcibly pulled yourself out of the madness of this craving, and you forcibly poured a scoop of cold water on it to suppress its flames.

Against your own wishes, you gently retreat towards the door.

You retreat to the door, and you grab the handle with your backhand.

Your hand hesitates to explore the handle for a moment. You finally unscrew it again.

You take one last look at me, and you look away.

You're out. You gently closed the door for me.

A cool breeze leaked through the crack in the door.

In my sleep, under the blanket, I shivered softly.

I know in the depths of my consciousness that you're gone.

I'm alone again.

(5)

When I woke up, my teammates who had eaten had returned.

You're not in the cabin.

When I started to eat the food they brought me, the girl who lived in the same cabin told me about the meal.

The school leader from Yunnan School also came to the welcome banquet at noon. He must pull you and Director Wang to the same table, and the three of you talk a lot together. You had a great conversation and the atmosphere was warm, and from time to time laughter flew from you.

She said, "You didn't let them wake me up." You said, the altitude here is relatively high, my heart has been damaged several times, and I may not be able to adapt to it for a while, so let me sleep a little longer.

When the food is served, you ask the kitchen to take two clean bowls, and you put some of each dish in the bowls for me first.

After the simple banquet, the teammates of the two varsity teams chatted in twos and threes, and returned to their accommodations, everyone was immersed in the freshness, and at the same time, the fatigue of the day trip also hit the body.

In the afternoon, there was free time to recuperate, and most of the teammates arranged to sleep soundly first, and then go for a walk around the base together.

After Instructor Wang announced the discipline of free activities and the time to return to you, the other party's school leader continued to invite you to his residence to continue chatting.

You hesitate for a moment, then you say yes.

When the school leader and Director Wang were chatting and walking towards his big wooden house, you went to the kitchen and asked the master to help me heat up the dishes, put hot rice, and put a cup of soup in a big cup.

You asked for a big wooden plate, put all these in the wooden plate, and then you called S and the girl who lived in our wooden house, and told me to wake me up and eat the food while it was hot, and you told them to pay attention to my physical condition, and if there was any abnormality, go to the big wooden house and report it immediately.

The girl sat with me for a while, saw that I had finished my meal, and urged me to take a shower.

While I was in the shower, she sat outside and waited for me to come out.

She said that this is what you commanded.

She said that when you enter the room, you find that the bathroom is relatively closed and not very well ventilated to prevent the cold at night. Therefore, you instructed the girl to stay with me outside, so that she would not have an accident because the bath steam was too strong and she felt stuffy. I should also go and accompany her when she takes a bath.

As I wiped my hair with a large towel, she yawned and said, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed." ”

"The guidance told you to keep resting and not to run around in the afternoon," she said. ”

She said: "The guide said, you should not be too active in the past two days. It would be nice to wait for the body to get used to it. He said that he would come and see you when he was done with his work. If you feel tired, go ahead and get some sleep. There's still time to play, so don't be reckless. ”

She fiddled with her hair in the mirror on the wall and said with a smile: "Guiding this person is really thoughtful, no wonder his girlfriend sticks to him like that." ”

She said: "Xinxin, you know, sometimes, I envy you so much." Sometimes, I also wish I could have as good grades as yours, and I also hope that the mentor can give me individual technical counseling every day. ”

I listened, and I didn't know why, and I blushed.

She giggled when she saw me blushing in the mirror.

I bit my lip, grabbed a small pillow, and threw it at her.

She dodged, laughed and ran to the door, saying, "Okay, okay, I didn't see anything, when I didn't say anything." I went to sleep. ”

She ran out like a gust of wind, making a thud on the living room floor.

Now, I'm the only one in the room again.

I felt that languid tiredness again.

I felt a little suppressed in my breathing and my limbs were a little weak.

Then I got under the blanket you brought from the front desk again, and I felt the soft wool blanket warm and comfortable, rubbing against my face, like a mother's touch.

Once again, I was immersed in that sense of well-being that radiated from within.

Before I knew it, I was asleep again.

It's been a long time since I've slept like this. Since birth.

(f)

"I seem to have been like this all my life, no matter when, I have endured the torment of waiting." (To be continued.) )