Qingcheng bowed slightly, closed his heavy eyelids, and fell into a groggy sleep.

Gu Yun sat down, and as far as the eye could see, the girl's smooth and full forehead was sleeping sweetly next to the window.

Although the passengers around her were noisy and laughing, and the chaotic footsteps were ringing in her ears, it did not affect her sleep.

Outside the window, the sky was overcast.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and the air took on a thick iron-gray color.

A heavy rain is about to run rampant.

Gu Yun retracted his gaze, but the afterglow involuntarily fell on the girl's beautiful face.

Without powder, the skin is like coagulation, fresh and moving.

This was Gu Yun's first feeling.

The always cold and hard silhouette is like hitting soft cotton, and the cold protective shell quickly fades, leaving only the soft heart.

Gu Yun hooked his lips slightly, and he was bewitched.

With his fingers knuckled, he aimlessly picked up a magazine from the back of his chair and flipped through it.

He has a good memory, reads ten lines at a glance, and never forgets it.

Therefore, he did not have to spend a lot of time memorizing poems and memorizing English words since he was a child, and he could easily cope with the liberal arts exams.

It's not like others who hold textbooks and read at night every day, memorize by rote, return the chain when the computer is turned off, and can't wait to knock the desk when they see the transcript after the exam.

I heard the sound of rain hitting the car window, and I heard the movement, it was raining heavily.

Sure enough, Gu Yun raised his eyes from the book, and the rain was pouring outside the window, and the branches were swaying with the wind and rain.

The regressing scenery flew past him, and before he could see clearly, the train was moving at a constant speed along the lying track.

Gu Yun put the magazine back in its place and leaned back on the chair for a while.

Unexpectedly, I fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up, I felt a heavy weight on my shoulders, as if something was pressing on my head.

When he lowered his eyes, he found that Qingcheng had fallen asleep on him at some point.

The arm was pressed down, and it was very sore at this time. Gu Yun didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up the sleeping girl and disturbing its good dreams.

So he endured it like this, and let her sleep against her.

The air conditioner on the high-speed rail has always been turned on sufficiently, and after staying under the air conditioner for a long time, it is inevitable that you will be afraid of the cold.

No, the girl moved, her body curled up slightly, and her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were cloud-like sorrow.

Gu Yun tore off the prepared plaid shirt from the seat with one hand and covered her neatly.

She kept him close at hand, and the scattered green silk sometimes touched the skin of his neck, tickling and tickling.

However, he was not disgusted, but inexplicably enjoyed the small joy brought by this feeling.

His face was slightly moved, as if something was tugging at his heartstrings.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and his slender fingers slowly landed on the girl's face.

What kind of eyes are they, and there are many complex emotions under his eyes, such as cherishment, tenderness, and subtle love.