Zhou Moruo said, "But what if I can't sing?" And Jiang Yanyan is not a girl, singing may not work for him,"

Tang Qiao handed her the phone, "Brother Jin, you don't have to look for Baidu for this kind of thing, wrap it up on me!" ”

……

The weather is getting cooler and cooler, and the night in Pingcheng is much quieter, there are no aunts dancing in the square, and there are no grandfathers drinking tea and playing chess, so when you open the window, it seems that the world is only alone.

The hour hand pointed to the ten position, the old-fashioned clock "banged", and the young man in the striped cotton pajamas rolled over and covered the quilt and gasped urgently.

Jiang Lianyan doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, he is a believer in scientific socialism, and firmly believes that ghosts and gods are legends, but on such a night, he actually had a nightmare,

He dreamed of the laboratory building in the dark night, the rooftop glowing white under the moonlight, the railing on the roof was rusty, and a girl in a white dress stood there with the words "Hengyi College," printed on her chest.

She stood there, the night light blowing the hem of her white skirt, he couldn't see her expression clearly, only saw her slowly raise her arms and close her eyes,

He ran upstairs, the old wooden staircase creaking and struck his heart in the silence of the night.

Jiang Lianyan didn't know how he ran upstairs, but when he stepped on the last staircase, he saw a touch of white disappear in front of him.

Like a white butterfly, like a white angel,

Along with the fall, there was also a crumbling railing on the rooftop, which he had just discovered the day before, and was going to repair it the next day, but he didn't have time.

He trembled and looked down, and the girl fell to the ground, her hair scattered, her eyes open, and her face was pale.

Since that day, Jiang Lianyan has taken a week's leave, and every night, he dreams of the girl in the white dress, and her face when she falls to the ground.

Later, after a while, he gradually stopped having this kind of dream, but today he couldn't control it.

The balcony was not closed, and the night breeze blew in, Jiang Lianyan eased up, lifted the quilt, got up and picked up Dabai who was sleeping on the carpet, and hugged it in his arms.

Da Bai slept well, Leng Ding was woken up, he slapped his paw very irritably, and then unfortunately hooked Jiang Lianyan's pajamas and couldn't take them off.

Jiang Lianyan turned on the light, carefully untied its claws, then touched its head, and hugged it into his arms.

Dabai didn't know what this person was crazy in the middle of the night, struggled for a long time, and fell asleep again.

The room was empty, and the outside of the room was also empty, Jiang Lianyan swallowed his saliva,

He didn't turn off the light, lay down and closed his eyes and hypnotized himself for a long time, but he couldn't fall asleep.

So he thought about it, looked at Dabai, and took out his mobile phone from under the pillow,

On the other side of the wall, Zhou Moruo was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a pillow and looking at the laptop intently.

There is a TV series on the computer, called "Love Starts from Confession", Tang Qiao recommended her to watch it, and told her to pay attention to every detail.

Zhou Moruo's eyes widened, and while knocking on the melon seeds to refresh herself, she memorized the key lines,

At this moment, her mobile phone rang, Zhou Moruo reached out and clicked on the screen, and couldn't help but shake her hand,

Dai Banjiang, "Did you sleep?" ”

Dai Banjiang, "I forgot to tell you, I won't pay you back first,"

Dai Banjiang, "/ Poke Poke,"

Zhou Moruo rubbed his eyes, looked up at the time, eleven o'clock,

This person doesn't sleep at night and sends her a message, just to tell her that she won't return the cat?

Even someone as strange as Zhou Moruo thinks that Jiang Lianyan is too weird,