Meng Jingheng has become very strange these days.

After the fight between the two before, Junbi was almost able to enter and exit Meng Jingheng's room at will. Although he still expressed his disgust unrelentingly, he didn't stop it again.

However, it was only more than a month, Meng Jingheng closed the door again, refusing to let Junbi in, and his attitude was extremely resolute. And he usually looks sneaky, he sneaks back to his room after eating and locks the door.

Junbi was very curious about this. She secretly observed Meng Jingheng for a few days, and found that he would sneak out at around ten o'clock in the evening, after the Meng family's parents went back to the room to rest.

So on this day, at ten o'clock, I found Meng Jingheng going out, and Junbi tiptoed to his door. She didn't plan to enter his room casually, no matter what, this was Meng Jingheng's privacy, she was indeed interested in knowing, but she didn't plan to peep at will without his consent.

Junbi appeared here to block Meng Jingheng, the two dark circles under this person's eyes every morning can make him go to the zoo to be a national treasure.

Junbi paced at Meng Jingheng's door for a moment, and waited for the sneaky figure. She looked intently and found that Meng Jingheng seemed to be holding a toolbox in his hand.

Meng Jingheng's entire attention was on the huge toolbox, and he didn't see Junbi for a while.

When he walked to the door and was about to open it, "You came out in the middle of the night to be a thief?" The sudden crisp female voice was particularly clear on the quiet second floor, which made Meng Jingheng feel shocked, and almost took the toolbox out of his hand.

Meng Jingheng hurriedly stabilized the crumbling toolbox, and after grabbing it again, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and turned to deal with Junbi, "You also know that in the middle of the night, people are scary and scared to death, can you squeak in advance!" He said with some exasperation.

Jun Bi glanced over, pursed his lips, and said calmly, "Squeak." ”

Meng Jingheng was speechless for a while, he didn't want to play with a fool. He rolled his eyes at Junbi widely, then squeezed her out of the way, trying to enter the door with the toolbox.

"Wait." Junbi hurriedly grabbed the corner of Meng Jingheng's clothes.

With a sudden pause, Meng Jingheng turned his head helplessly and with difficulty, looked at Junbi and said impatiently, "What are you doing?" I'm busy, don't mess up! ”

Jun Bi's gaze swept over the toolbox in his hand, and slowly climbed up to his face, which was meaningful, and Meng Jingheng felt a little chill down his spine inexplicably. "I'll help you." She grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

Meng Jingheng was silent, but his heart was full of negation, what if he wanted to refuse?

No matter how Meng Jingheng adhered to his beliefs, in the end, Junbi still relied on his three-inch incorruptible tongue, soft grinding and hard bubbles, coercion and temptation, and entered his room as he wished.

The room is still the same as before, except for the once neat desk by the window, and now there are some small objects scattered around.

Junbi stepped forward and dialed it, found a rough wooden box, and curiously picked it up to check it.

As soon as Meng Jingheng put down the toolbox, he saw Junbi's movements, and instantly his whole heart hung in his throat, and he hurriedly rushed up to snatch the wooden box back.

Jun Bi was slightly stunned, "This, isn't this something ...... Song Wenyin?"

Meng Jingheng glared at Junbi, held the wooden box in his hand, and blew it as if he was holding a treasure. He looked left and right to see that there was no damage to the wooden box, and the heart hanging in the air fell back to the ground.

"That's what I did from her." Meng Jingheng put the wooden box back on the table, looking a little lonely, "I broke the wooden box before, Wenyin is about to have a birthday, I thought about making another one for her, and I would take it as an apology." ”

Meng Jingheng never called Sister Song Wenyin, but stubbornly called her "Wenyin". Junbi can somewhat understand his thoughts, which belongs to the stubbornness of young people. He likes Song Wenyin, so he doesn't want to be treated as a younger brother by her.

This bitter unrequited love is really heartbreaking. Junbi patted Meng Jingheng's shoulder sympathetically.

Meng Jingheng glanced at Junbi obliquely, and saw that her eyes were full of pity, and couldn't help but be angry, "What kind of eyes are you?" He bared his teeth at Junbi, but he didn't look intimidating, "Don't think I don't know who you're thinking about. ”

Meng Jingheng pulled out the chair in front of the desk and sat down, carefully handling the crumbs on the wooden box, "Let's half a catty against eight taels, and no one will laugh at anyone." ”

From childhood to adulthood, the two of them quarreled and quarreled, but Meng Jingheng knew Junbi well, including the person she had always cared about. In a sense, they are also brothers.

When Jun Bi heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled with relief. She unceremoniously occupied Meng Jingheng's computer chair, and came to his side with her cheeks up, watching him busy. "I'm not like you." She blinked, looking at the young man's clear eyebrows in the light, "I've put it down." ”

Meng Jingheng sneered, too lazy to look back at her, "It's like it's true." Junbi didn't refute again, but watched the movements in his hands quietly and intently.

The slender fingers were covered with a faint layer of ash, Meng Jingheng pursed his lips and polished the rough corners of the wooden box. His eyelashes were long and slightly curled, fine and densely arranged, casting a hazy shadow under his eyes, with a furry texture.

Looking at it, Junbi yawned and slowly lay on the desk, his eyes seemed to be closed. Her vision gradually blurred, her nose lingered with a faint woody fragrance, and there was a gentle cutting sound in her ears, which was not harsh, but particularly hypnotic. Heavy sleepiness hit her, making her eyelids no longer able to support her.

By the time Meng Jingheng finally completed the steps planned for today, the clock had already pointed to one o'clock in the morning. He rubbed his swollen neck, trying to stretch his waist. Then, halfway through the left hand, he touched a little warm softness.

Meng Jingheng was stunned and subconsciously looked to his side. Under the off-white light, Junbi buried his head between his arms, his eyes closed, his breathing was even and long, and he was obviously sleeping deeply. She only showed the side of her face, and her delicate skin like white porcelain was flushed with pink from sleep, which was endearing.

Meng Jingheng was annoyed and wanted to laugh, "You also said you want to help me......" He muttered quietly, stretched out a finger, and poked Junbi's soft cheek, "As a result, I fell asleep first."

Jun Bi, who was disturbed in his sleep, pursed his lips, unconsciously waved his annoying hand away, and let out a few indistinct words in his mouth.

Meng Jingheng leaned closer, wanting to hear what she was saying, but who knew that Junbi just smacked his lips and fell into a deep sleep again, making him cry and laugh.

Meng Jingheng glanced at the time again, and wanted to call Junbi up, but he didn't know what to do. He rubbed his hair after thinking about it, and with a messy "bird's nest" on his head, he decided to let Junbi sleep in a different place. No matter how much he dislikes Junbi, he can't let a girl sleep on her desk for one night, right?

Meng Jingheng approached Junbi and called her softly, but she slept soundly and did not react.

Meng Jingheng secretly laughed at Junbi for sleeping like a pig, and gently picked her up, wanting to send her back to the room. Fortunately, Junbi is lightweight, and he is not difficult to hold.