Located in the southern suburbs of Beijing, among the highest universities in the faculty dormitory area, a slightly special two-story rental house has some maverick existence here.

The balcony door was open, the windows of the staircase corridor were also open, and the rental house was completely unobstructed, with a pure white floor and a small table covered with carpet, a 'slime' pressed the black and red gluttonous doll with its soft and collapsed face, and made an elongated sound like a waste person.

"Ahh.....hh Hot... Dead...."

At the beginning of September, at this moment in the capital, the sun is shining and there are no clouds.

The air is too hot and too warm, and the cicadas are singing, so that every breeze becomes salvation and every shadow becomes a holy place.

The temperature in the capital is 35°C.

'Colored Slimeran' was like being raped by life and then being dried on the road, his eyes were blank, and he made a dry and hoarse sound.

"Why.... So.... It's hot...."

"So, brother, can you fucking not be noisy and hot at the same time, but also wrap a sheet, I look hot..."

Meng Lang had already lifted the carpet on his side, sat directly on the floor, supported the ground with both hands, and looked up wearing only a pair of beach pants, and he also lost the strength to scream, and said with a big pant, and at the same time felt that the balcony door behind him was open and not open.

"No, after all, it feels dangerous to wear only a pair of underwear in front of you, brother."

Fang Approaching the Vacuum Ran silently looked at Meng Lang, who was shirtless and his muscles exuding a philosophical atmosphere, and replied, and then wrapped his own sheets.

On the other hand, unlike these two guys' hot 'don't care if you are anything else, anyway, everyone is a man, the heat is dead' has been excused, even with this high temperature, Gou Yu is still neatly dressed, if he has to say, he changed into a half-sleeved shirt with very thin fabric that can attract a vote of little girls to become.

"After all, the capital is not as far north as Los Angeles, and the capital's population is among the highest in China, and a large number of urban diseases such as automobile exhaust emissions exacerbate the city's heat island effect, so it is natural that it will be so hot."

Gou Yu also sighed a little unbearable, grabbed his collar and fanned his mouth, but finally couldn't stand it, Fang Ran didn't understand the fried hair slapping the table at all!

"So it's the beginning of September, why is it still so hot! And my day he meows 35 degrees! The hottest time in Los Angeles is in the early 30s! ”

"So... This is the capital...."

On the small table at this moment, in front of the three of them were a wet towel used to wipe sweat and was about to be dried out, replacing the treasure of the town's house, Xuanmai Citrus, Gou Yu looked at Fang Ran, who was dressed in a mysterious way with underwear and sheets at the moment, and may have been hot and delirious, and asked with a wry smile:

"Anyway, captain, haven't you been in the capital during the summer vacation, don't you know when the hottest in the capital is close to 40 °C in August?"

Listening to his question, Fang Ran's eyes lit up with tears, and he forced a smile with stagnant eyes and emotion, and the whole person gave up on himself.

"I've been training at night during the summer vacation, and on the last day of last month, I've only been released four times a month."

And every time the memories are released, it's terrible....

After being liberated from the night bureau and returning to his daily life (although he changed places slightly), Fang Ran never expected that he would feel the huge gap between his ordinary life and the life of the night bureau so quickly.

It's like a subtle feeling like Cinderella's return from the golden castle to the house under the fence,

And detonating this feeling made Fang Ran realize how high-end and luxurious the night game he lived in for a summer vacation was, and the reason why he was awesome was that he found that he was in his daily life....

- No air conditioning.

"Then it's no wonder brother, you haven't experienced the characteristics of high temperature that you northerners can't experience, how about it, all of a sudden, from the night bureau to a variety of well-equipped, high-altitude living environment, is it a little uncomfortable to return to your ordinary cabin, do you miss the comfort of being a participant?"

Even in this case, even if he was only wearing a pair of purple beach pants, Meng Lang still did not forget his lurking mission, and forced a mocking tone, like a demon, trying to wake up Fang Ran to get rid of the dick silk mentality that is as easy to satisfy as a salted fish, and to fool... Ahem... To seduce.. Cough!

In short, to aspire to something of a higher level, so that this salted fish has a little dream, a little pursuit.

Listening to his words, I silently recalled for a second my memory of several key words such as thirteen hours a day,-flavored nutritious meals, and spit-splitting muscles and wrong hands.....

emmm...

Fang Ran suddenly straightened the spirit of righteous words, wrapped the sheet tightly, and opened his mouth with a resolute expression and a serious pursed lips:

"I suddenly feel that it's good to be warmer, at least I won't catch a cold."

Gou Yu: "......"

Meng Lang: "......"

.... I've always wanted to ask, what did the captain/brother go through this summer.....

So that even if you don't have air conditioning, you don't want to go back to the night game under the 35-degree heat....

"Speaking of which, I clearly felt a little chill on the last night of last month, why did it suddenly heat up today..."

Throwing his face on the top of Gluttony's head again, Fang Ran, who looked soft with the flattened doll, said unlovely.

"Nonsense! You were on the other side of the Dongjiang River that night, and it was cool at night next to the river, but I'm sorry, we're in the southern suburbs now... The southern suburbs, which have the largest population and the largest number of neighborhoods..."

As a local, Meng Lang rolled his eyes and explained to him.

"Anyway, captain, aren't you starting school, don't you have to go to class?"

I really don't want to talk about the temperature, which will only get hotter and hotter the more I talk about it, Gou Yu looked at Fang Ran who said 'I'm already a waste' on his face and asked, and sighed in his heart at the same time.

Maybe it was my delusion, but this time I came back,

I always feel like the captain is more salty.....

"Every semester in college, there are no classes in the first week, Xiaoor, this will be understood when you go to college."

As soon as he mentioned the Capital University, Fang Ran's soft and almost melting face flushed, and he said with a smirk.

"Heh, but you actually can't wait for the first class, don't think I don't know you woke up laughing last night."

Meng Lang pulled a cardboard out of nowhere and fanned himself in front of a fan, and debunked coldly.

"Nonsense, brother, I was clearly woken up by the heat last night."

Fang Ran was expressionless and began to quibble seriously.

Listening to the topic and pulling back to the word 'hot', Gou Yu sighed helplessly, and then heard Meng Lang's eyes roll and give up resistance.

"Ahh No, it's too hot, sister, this is the first time in my life that I know that without air conditioning, 35 degrees can heat like this! ”

Throwing away the cardboard that had no eggs, Meng Lang leaned next to the water dispenser, and put a wet towel on his face, feeling that he was about to die like a dried baked cake.

"Ahh

"Brother, do you tell me honestly that you now regret the sentence 'This little fan is so broken, throw it away' when you disposed of useless furniture before?"

Fang Ran looked at him with a pair of dead fish eyes, and Meng Lang, who was covered with a wet towel, turned his face away from looking at him.

"Sticking a metal object like iron to the hottest place will make it feel a lot cooler."

Gou Yu thought that there had been interns who had come to his lab, as if they had done so.

"I know, I know, it's like sticking an iron scale to the door of your head in summer class...."

Meng Lang still gave up struggling and covered his face with a wet towel that died directly, and said in a lifeless voice.

"Why do you all seem to have a good life, and how can we have that kind of ..... in our house now?"

When Fang Ran just wanted to complain speechlessly that there was nothing like an iron ruler in the room, his words suddenly stopped, and he secretly glanced at his bedside table uncontrollably....

A power bank standing there quietly.

Fang Ran: "......"

(ﾟ～ﾟ)emmm......

...... (； ̄д ̄) forget it, it always feels like your life is in danger...

And Gou Yu looked at the direction of Fang Ran's gaze speechlessly, and sweated silently.

Captain, did you just have any dangerous thoughts in mind?