Song Wenzhi trembled with fright, and his handsome face was dull: "Aren't we just ordinary villagers?" Why are there mountain ghosts robbing friends and white foxes! ”

Zhou Yunwei's thin eyebrows twisted into a rope and did not speak.

Que Guanghuai shook Qian Bolun awake, with a grim expression: "Wheel, your grandmother is gone." ”

Qian Bolun, who woke up in a daze: "......? ”

In the end, the kind uncle of the fruit farmer kindly set aside a room for the six of them to sleep.

The six of them slept in a dormitory, one by one.

The location near the gate belonged to Yan Chiyu, Song Wenzhi originally wanted to sleep on Yan Chiyu's side, but the young man came over with a faint look and scared him away.

Since the last time he received a call from Grandpa Que through Yan Chiyu's mobile phone, and was ordered to hold this person, Que Guanghuai has been blessed to the soul whenever he comes into contact with Yan Chiyu.

"In this way, Brother Yan, Wu Yue, Yun Wei, Mosquito, I, and then the wheel. Do you think this is feasible in terms of bed arrangement? Although Que Guanghuai asked the big guy, those eyes fell on Yan Chiyu's face, expecting his praise.

Wu Yue's face was expressionless: "......"

There's still a little anticipation in my heart.

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Zhou Yunwei puffed out her cheeks, with a little complaint and little fantasy: "If it was my male god sleeping next to me, I would wake up laughing when I dreamed." ”

Song Wenzhi answered coldly: "It's scary to laugh out loud in the middle of the night. ”

Qian Bolun glanced at the floor that reached the wall, and felt quite safe, so he nodded in acquiescence.

In the end, everyone's eyes focused on Yan Chiyu, "Brother Yan, what do you think, what do you think?" ”

The boy hesitated for a few moments, "Yes." ”

After solving the problem of bed arrangement, several people took turns to go to the small bathroom to wash, and then changed into long-sleeved and long-pants pajamas that were buttoned to the top one by one, and then lay down like planting diced radish.

There is only a small dim light left in the cramped room. The shadows of the contoured faces are reflected, and the black and white eyes are like the twinkling stars in the ancient pool, clear and translucent.

"Although we are miserable, this is the first time I have experienced this kind of experience, and it feels quite special." Que Guanghuai likes this feeling very much - young teenagers and girls with the most innocent hearts, returning to the ordinary happiness of lying on the rooftop and counting the stars when they were children.

Actually, he wanted to say that he was very happy and happy. However, he felt that these two words might reveal something, making the girl feel that he was obscene, which was admittedly a bit abrupt, so he changed his words after thinking about it.

The corners of Zhou Yunwei's mouth curled, and her voice was as light as a dream with her eyes closed, but it was extremely clear in the quiet room: "I also think that we can put down our mobile phones, put down our studies, get rid of our fatigue, and cover the quilt together to chat, which is very good." ”

[To be honest, I also want to do this with my friends]

[Ahhh

[There is a special quiet and leisurely feeling]

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"What are you talking about?" Song Wenzhi asked softly.

Qian Bolun suddenly asked, "Do you have anyone you like?" ”

The room was silent.

Qian Bolun had to use his killer move, and the roll call system: "Brother Yan, do you have it?" ”

"Hmm."

The boy closed his eyes, very calmly. His timbre is like quenched sake, cold and gentle.

"Wow!"

A few people on the right suddenly coaxed loudly: "Is it ~ is it not your beautiful table~"

Qian Bolun cleared his throat and asked loudly, "Okay, next." Sister Wuyue, do you have someone you like? ”