Chapter 25: Cold-Blooded
Bai Xue glanced at Zheng Beili a little strangely, and then continued: "He's not introverted or slow-burning, he's actually more like cold-blooded. ”
"Yes, yes, yes!" Jin Xiao suddenly had a great reaction when he heard this, and immediately sat up from the bed, looking deeply touched, "I also think that he is not simply boring, but gives people a very cold-blooded feeling, including when he said happy birthday to me that day, I can feel that his whole body is cold." ”
"Although I don't really like his looks, he does look good." Chang Shuning suddenly spoke, his tone was a little tangled, "I feel like it's the kind of person who can only look at it, and if you really come into contact, there may be a lot of unbearable points." ”
Several girls discussed Lin Hanmiao's appearance and personality for a long time, and Zheng Beili listened to it word for word while lying on the bed, but she didn't speak again. It wasn't until the whole dormitory building fell silent that the girls who were in the thick of the discussion finally realized that it was time to sleep.
Lin Hanmao, who woke up again, was already the next morning, and after a series of nightmares, he suddenly woke up at five o'clock and sat up from the bed in a cold sweat.
The headache after the hangover made him frown, and it wasn't until his consciousness gradually returned that he opened his eyes again and looked around.
As for what happened last night, all he remembers is when he first returned to the dormitory. He couldn't remember what happened when he got back to his dorm or when he climbed into bed.
Listening to the sleeping snoring of his roommates, Lin Hanmiao climbed out of bed and poured a glass of water, and slowly walked to the balcony after drinking.
At five o'clock in the morning in late autumn, the whole sky seemed to be covered by a curtain, and there was not a single ray of sunlight in sight.
It's probably the most hopeless part of the day.
Lin Hanmiao stood on the balcony in his somewhat thin pajamas, quietly feeling the breeze gently sweeping across his cheeks.
His eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, gray without a trace of light, more desperate than the sky at this time.
I don't know how long he stood there, until the face of the sun slowly appeared in the sky, and the warm sunlight finally spilled on him through the clouds, he turned around and walked into the dormitory to change clothes and wash up as if he had been pressed by some button.
It wasn't until he looked in the mirror in front of him that he noticed that his eyes were a little swollen. Do you have swollen eyes after a hangover? Lin Hanmiao took a handful of water and threw it on his face, feeling much better.
The alarm clock in the dormitory rang one after another, and the group of boys were completely devoid of the excitement of last night, lying on the bed like fish washed ashore by the waves.
"Lu Chenhan?" Fang Yu pulled the quilt down and screamed with his eyes closed.
"If I don't go, I'll deduct points." A hoarse voice came from the quilt, and Lu Chenhan lay there motionless, completely lifeless.
Lin Hanmiao pushed open the dormitory door and walked out, and several boys in the dormitory next door happened to have just gone out.
"Hello." A very cute-looking boy held a book, bent his round eyes, and waved at him with a smile.
Lin Hanmiao glanced back and found that a few roommates hadn't come out yet, so he was sure that the person was greeting him.
"Hello." Lin Hanmiao nodded politely, and then turned his gaze away.
"I'm Liao Jinchu from Class 2, you're from Class 1, right? What's your name? While his roommate was turning off the lights and locking the door, Liao Jinxuan leaned over to Lin Hanmiao and asked.
"Lin Hanmao."
Liao Jinchu, who got the answer, got a little closer, and seemed to want to ask something, but was pulled away by one of his roommates.
Liao Jinchu, who was dragged away, just walked a few steps, turned around and shouted at Lin Hanmiao, "Come to our dormitory to play often when you have time!" ”