Chapter 51: School Grass's First Love 51
Because the curtains were drawn, the moonlight outside did not seep in.
Wen Heng raised his hand and glanced at it, in the dark night, he couldn't see anything clearly.
Is it because the night is too dark to see anything, so the sense of hearing becomes sharper?
Separated by a layer of door panels, Wen Heng could still hear the shallow breathing of the little girl.
Close your eyes slightly, and you can imagine how sweet the breath is.
It is like a soft candy blooming a small flower at the tip of the heart, and every step is full of sweetness.
His breathing tightened inexplicably, and Wen Heng felt that if he continued to think like this, he wouldn't want to sleep tonight.
Raising his hand to his eyes, Wen Heng smiled helplessly.
Fortunately, the restless emotions were finally slowly smoothed out in the second half of the night.
Wen Heng fell asleep, and when he felt it again, it was already the next morning.
After living alone for many years, Wen Heng already has his own set of biological clocks.
It was tossed for a long time last night, but at half past six the next morning, Wen Heng still woke up.
He cooks his own food in the morning, and then eats his fill, and reads a book for a while.
Or look at math formulas, or memorize English words.
Don't waste a morning's time, make the most of it.
When the time comes, it will be the walk to school to start the day's lessons.
When I woke up today, it was already 6:40.
Ten minutes later than usual.
Wen Heng pressed his head and got up, listening to the fact that there was no movement in the room.
The little girl was tired last night, and after tossing and turning twice, she is probably still asleep.
Wen Heng was not in a hurry to call her, but soaked the rice and then cooked porridge.
While boiling slowly in the rice cooker, he boiled two eggs in a small pot, and at the same time took out two cucumbers from the refrigerator and slapped a side dish.
There was nothing else to eat in the morning.
Wen Heng was a little absent-minded in his preparation.
These things, he usually does very quickly.
Usually around 7 o'clock, you can start reading.
Look at it for half an hour, eat for a maximum of ten minutes, and then clean it up.
At 7:45 or 50, walk to school, just in time to step on the point of class.
Today it was the same rhythm, but he was distracted in the middle.
Because I was afraid that the little girl would get up late and it would be too late.
In desperation, I had no choice but to knock on the door.
The little ginseng essence is still sleeping right now.
The saliva of the whole person was flowing out of his sleep, and he had no intention of waking up at all.
Suddenly knocked on the door, Wen Ling was startled, sat up directly from the bed, and almost screamed directly: "There is an earthquake." ”
Fortunately, he didn't feel the ground shaking, which made Wen Ling calm down.
found that the bed was no longer a small bed in the bedroom, and the surrounding environment was also unfamiliar, so Wen Ling reacted.
By the way, she didn't sleep in the dorm yesterday.
The scumbag father of the Wen family retired her from the dormitory and didn't let her live in the dormitory.
Thinking of this, Wen Ling rubbed his eyes, and then responded: "Get up immediately." ”
The voice of getting up early is still a little hazy and hoarse.
As soon as this voice came out, Wen Heng, who was still outside the door, felt as if his hand had touched the electric door, and it was still that kind of small power.
After touching it, it doesn't hurt, but it's crispy and numb.
This crisp energy has spread to the tip of the heart.
Wen Heng was stunned for a few seconds, then turned around and continued to read the book.
Once again, however, efficiency has declined.
At this time, Wen Heng seemed to begin to understand why the teachers had been emphasizing not to fall in love.
With such a cookie by your side every day, who still has the heart to study?