This dress seems to have been bought a long time ago, Nan Nan felt very wide when she put it on, the sweater was loose on the body, and the warm high neck that was supposed to protect the neck was half-hung at this time, and it was not able to tightly surround Nan Nan's slender and thin neck, it was just a symbolic circle, and it was not close to the skin, but it was separated by cold air.

This sweater is only the shoulders to feel the weight of the clothes, this sweater is really a lot bigger for the current Nannan, the distance between the back and the front body and the sweater is also far apart, and it can not be well wrapped, protecting Nannan's body.

Fortunately, there are also two straps that implicate the front and back of the body, and with the blessing of the two straps, the clothes can be much closer to the skin. It's just that the empty sleeve tube has no other way, the sleeve tube is fat, as long as you raise your arm slightly, the waving air forms a cold wind, and the sleeves flow down from the two big cuffs and pour into the whole body coldly.

And the bib pants, which are still very loose and can't cover the body, and the two shoulder straps would have slipped off the shoulders if it weren't for the strong adhesion of the sweater, which was able to consolidate them on the shoulders. And the trouser leg is actually shortened, and there should be a distance from the bare part of the foot, and as soon as the leg is opened, the fabric of the trouser body can only be slightly slapped on Nannan's leg one after the other.

But Nan Nan still wore it, and she always had the image of the person in white in her mind, and she couldn't see her face clearly, she only remembered that the person was white. But other than that, I can't think of anything, Nan Nan's head is very dizzy, very heavy, and her brain is also a mess.

Nan Nan remembered the dream, she remembered that she was running in the dark, and she also remembered that there was a person who took her hand, and when she came to a place of light, she also remembered that they had spoken a few words.

But Nannan's mind is very confused now, and for a while she can't remember what the person said in the dream. But Nan Nan doesn't plan to think deeply now, she only knows that her body is very cold, her mind is getting less and less awake, and it seems that her fever is getting worse and worse.

So Nan Nan turned off the light in the room after changing her clothes, picked up the mobile phone next to the pillow, walked out of the room, and went to the bathroom, intending to wash up.

When Nan Nan arrived at the bathroom, she still turned on the orange, bright light first, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she clearly saw herself in the mirror.

Wearing a white, but also extremely ill-fitting clothes, such a thin body is framed in such loose clothes, it looks like it is not wearing tight clothes, it is a visible thin appearance, but it is still very clear, as if the wind blows, it can fall.

And in the mirror, he looks unkempt, his hair is scattered randomly, and this handful is on his cheeks and neck. Nan Nan's complexion also looks very poor, her face is miserable white, without a trace of blood, even the lip flaps are white, and even the surface is dry and cracked, with a layer of dry folds, and there is a foggy feeling in the eyes, there is a little red at the corners of the eyes, and it is also a dark blue black circle the size of half a finger under the eyelids, which is not too deep, but as long as you fix your eyes, you can still see it.

After Nan Nan looked at her glasses and saw her face clearly, she quickly lowered her eyes, lowered her head, took the mouthwash cup, turned on the faucet, and filled a glass of water. An inattentive, overflowing water touched Nannan's hot hand, and it felt a little more frozen.

Just when Nan Nan bent down to brush her teeth, she couldn't help but straighten up, raised her head, and looked at herself in the mirror again. Xu Nan Nan hasn't worn white clothes for too long, and the people who are exactly the same as herself reflected in the mirror make Nan Nan feel extremely unaccustomed, as if she is not in the mirror, and this feeling makes Nan Nan's heart rise a strange feeling.

Nan Nan still doesn't adapt to her white appearance, no matter how you look at it, she feels very awkward, but Nan Nan is so stubborn that she refuses to replace it, even she herself doesn't understand what's going on, as if she has such an obsession in her heart, Nan Nan is unwilling and refuses to let go.

After Nan Nan brushed her teeth, she cleaned the cup and toothbrush again, and the water was so cold that she couldn't help but want to shrink up.

But Nan Nan still put a pool of cold water and used it to wash her face, she wanted this cold water to wash away her chaos and confusion. Nan Nan bent down, approached the washbasin, and reached into the water with her hand, which was already cold and slightly red, and put her hands together, salvaged a handful of cold water, and threw it all on her face. The pores on the face opened instantly, absorbing every bit of cool air, piercing the skin, and conveying the brain, Nan Nan's brain was really much clearer.

After repeating this face-washing action a few times, Nan Nan felt that her brain had completely recovered her clarity, she straightened her waist, still lowered her head, and the water on her face could only fall down the water surface in the pool with a "tick tick" flow, making a small and crisp impact sound.

Nan Nan closed her eyes, stretched out her hand, touched it randomly, grabbed the towel hanging on the horizontal frame with one hand, wiped it on her face, wiped all the water droplets on her face, and the dry towel touched her face and absorbed the water, but it brought a burst of warmth.

When the water on her face was already dry, Nan Nan put down the towel and saw herself in the mirror as soon as she opened her eyes. The hair was still unkempt, but the complexion looked much better, the cheeks were perhaps irritated by the cold of the water, and the lips were also reddened, no longer chapped, but moist.

Nan Nan exhaled, the cold air accumulated due to the cold water pouring into the skin, and now she spit it out. Then, Nan Nan hung up the towel again, let go of the cold water in the pool, took a wooden comb, and combed it against the mirror.

The hair was difficult to comb, and the comb was flicked, implicating the scalp, and the head was also tilted back, and there was a pain between the scalps. Nan Nan had to hold the long hair in one hand and the comb in the other, carefully combing through the small balls that were clumped together at the ends of the hair, and finally smoothed the hair throughout.

Just when Nan Nan wanted to put down the comb, she then saw herself in the mirror covering her face with her hair, and it was at this moment that she stopped.

Nan Nan frowned slightly, and her brown pupils began to drift from side to side, as if she was struggling with something. In the end, Nan Nan still picked up the comb, held the hair with both hands, pulled it back, and combed it into a high ponytail. It's completely revealing his face.

Nan Nan put back the comb, carefully looked at her appearance in the mirror, without the usual hair cover, Nan Nan still didn't fit in, and felt that her appearance was a little weird.

But at the same time, Nan Nan still sincerely felt a long-lost familiarity, although she was strange in the mirror, she did not exclude it, but there was a sense of déjà vu, but Nan Nan had forgotten it, and no matter how hard she racked her brains, she couldn't remember it.

Nan Nan stood in front of the mirror like this, stunned for a while, but in the end, she still couldn't remember, so she simply chose to give up, she turned off the bathroom light, and walked out.

Just as Nan Nan was about to pass by the living room and walk to the door, she stopped suddenly, as if she remembered something, and looked in the direction of the dining table.

Sure enough, on the dining table was a pair of chopsticks that my mother had held when she first saw her. In addition, there are two insulated boxes for meals, both of which are exactly the same style, except that the colors are somewhat different, one is blue and the other is white.

And Nan Nan knew that in this white insulated box was the breakfast prepared by her mother, and in the blue insulated box was the dinner that had been heated and had not been eaten last night, so as to serve as Nan Nan's lunch today. All of this was prepared for her by her mother early in the morning.

Nan Nan looked at these things on the table and sighed silently. But he still walked to the table, pulled over the chair, and sat down. She reached for the white insulated box and placed it in front of her.

As soon as it was opened, there was a cloud of mist, followed by a stream of heat, and a sweet smell instantly diffused in the air.

The insulated box is full of mung bean porridge, and the mung beans are mixed with some white rice, green and white are mixed together, which is beautiful and fresh. Although it is light, it can also arouse people's appetite and arouse their appetite. Moreover, these mung beans and white rice look very soft and glutinous when cooked, and the skin of some mung beans has fallen off, revealing a lighter layer of green.

Nan Nan looked at the mung bean porridge in the thermos box, and her heart was mixed. This is a few days ago, my mother asked me if there was anything I particularly wanted to eat, and Nan Nan just said mung bean porridge casually because she couldn't bear to make her mother sad and disappointed, but she was worried about her mother, and she really made this mung bean porridge for herself.

The heat on the surface of the porridge wet Nannan's cheeks, leaving a warm face, Nannan raised her hand to wipe it, but it wiped away a tear that she didn't know when.

Nan Nan picked up the insulated box, poured a little mung bean porridge and went to the bowl, but it was only a shallow base that submerged the bowl, she picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks, and stirred into the bowl, and more heat rose.

After Nan Nan stirred a few times, she took out her chopsticks, put them in her mouth, and sipped them, which was sweet, and her mother put some sugar in the mung bean porridge. Presumably I remember that Nan Nan used to love sweetness, but it was only a little sweet, and my mother was afraid that if I put too much sugar, it would be greasy, and my mother was afraid that Nan Nan would be nauseated and vomit.

Nan Nan tasted the sweetness in her mouth, how could she not understand her mother's good intentions, the sweetness in her mouth was swallowed, but it reached her heart, to fill the empty, bitter, sour, and astringent heart.