Ma Liang was awakened by thirst.

After waking up, in addition to the discomfort in the throat and the soreness in the body, the drowsy brain became much more awake.

On the table next to the double bed, there was a glass of cold boiled water, and Ma Liang's medicine was neatly put aside, but his first reaction was not to drink water and take medicine, but to look at the bookcase next to him.

He was relieved that the glass door on the bookcase was still locked, and there was no sign of movement inside.

A crucial notebook is placed inside, and the things written in it must not be seen.

After drinking water and taking medicine, Ma Liang lay on the bed and looked at his room.

This is a small second bedroom.

The pale blue wallpaper is still new, the wood-patterned floor, and the style of the overhead chandelier resembles wind chimes strung together, providing gentle illumination.

A double bed, placed against the wall, on the left hand side of the bed is a round table and bookcase, and two rattan chairs are arranged around the round table, on which are also unopened computer cases, as well as clothes and luggage brought from the dormitory.

On the right hand side is a simple sofa, in front of the sofa is a very delicate solid wood tea table, a set of tea sets have been used, and three teacups still have unfinished tea.

It should have been left by Wang Fei and them.

Behind the sofa is a large window sill that protrudes outward, about half a meter above the ground, and is made in the shape of a tatami mat, covered with a summer mat and a cute pillow left by the previous owner.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains are open, the colors are very plain, there is a water dispenser next to the bed, and the air conditioner hanging on the wall is still new.

This is a simple and delicate warm space, although it is a little feminine, but Ma Liang is still very satisfied.

Getting up from the bed, his body moved, and the joints were like rusty parts, and a burst of soreness and dizziness made Ma Liang sit on the edge of the bed and relax for a while.

When I opened the door, there was the master bedroom opposite, which was Wang Fei's room, and the bathroom and bathroom on the right hand.

It was late, and the clock in the living room was already pointing to three o'clock in the evening.

In the evening, Wang Fei and the others ordered takeout, the celebration lunch box was still left on the coffee table, beer bottles and cans were thrown everywhere, the sofa was messy, and the sundries in the restaurant were not cleaned up at all.

He didn't eat dinner, but Ma Liang didn't have much appetite, sitting on the sofa in the living room, his whole body was soft, and the night light spilled in from the window, providing faint light and shadow.

Light and darkness, he sat in the shadows, and the light was in front of him.

Today is the 27th, Monday.

In the remaining days, he needs to use the set language to turn the drafts in his notebook into text.

Finally, it's a matter of waiting, waiting for a moment of critical moment, appearing in a suitable place, and witnessing its arrival with your own eyes.

After sitting alone for half an hour, Ma Liang went to take a shower and felt a little refreshed.

I changed into clean clothes and stood in front of the mirror.

The person in the mirror is very young, but the eyes are very deep, the face is pale, the charm hidden between the eyebrows and eyes is very resolute, the three-dimensional facial features, the handsome face, and the conflicting characteristics are harmoniously blended together, giving him a unique and peculiar charm.

He brushed the messy hair in front of his forehead and smiled in the mirror.

In the middle of the night like this, alone and sober, savoring the loneliness that has not been seen for a long time, it feels like everything is slowing down.

Such slowness is good for Ma Liang.

This benefit is precipitation!

This precipitation made him solid, composed, and confident again.

It's as if you're back in the underground palace where you sit alone, facing the hostility and monsters of the entire plane.

And so the night passed.

Early in the morning, Ma Liang made a breakfast in the cleaned up kitchen.

knocked on Wang Fei's door, and it took a while to hear the response inside.

Pushing the door in, Wang Fei was getting up, saw Ma Liang, and asked with concern: "How is it, do you feel better today?" ”

Ma Liang said, it's much better, hurry up and eat.

"That's good, I don't know what's wrong with you, you're so weak, why didn't you find out during military training?"

When he came to the living room, Wang Fei saw the mess left last night, and said: "I can't clean up the house, it's better to find a girlfriend quickly and find a girlfriend, hey, you have no opinion, right?" ”

Ma Liang has no opinion.

Although the taste of loneliness makes him calm, it is good to taste it once in a while, it is not his pursuit to live in isolation, and he will have to digest potions in the future, and he will have to play, it will not work to be a hermit, and going deep into the content of the original time and space is both a requirement and a reality.

"As long as you don't make out in the living room."

Wang Fei smiled, sat down opposite Ma Liang, looked at the breakfast, and said, "You should hurry up and find one, someone will do this kind of work in the future, besides, seeing me in pairs, don't you respond?" ”

"Are you looking for a girlfriend or a babysitter? Eat yours, Rory! ”

"Well, count me as talkative."

Halfway through the meal, Ma Liang suddenly asked him: "How are you going to spend the National Day?" Is it going home, or is it ......"

Wang Fei swallowed a mouthful of porridge and said, "I don't want to go back, what about you, what are your plans?" ”

"Me?" , Ma Liang tore off a piece of bread and soaked it in the soup, "I want to play nearby, by the way, didn't you say that you want to organize a camping?" Why is there no movement now? ”

Wang Fei rolled his eyes and put down his chopsticks, "It's not because of you?" Sent a good person card to someone, and want to ask someone out to play? ”

"No, there are other people, hasn't Lao Zhu been working Wang Yali, aren't you chasing Li Fu? What a great opportunity? ”

Wang Fei thought for a while and picked up the chopsticks, "You mean to go out to play on National Day?" ”

"Well, you don't have to go far, just look at the Qimen Mountain Scenic Area, just don't go to any scenic spots, it's crowded, and it's good to camp."

"That's right!" Wang Fei became excited and said, "I'll go and ask today, you go and say the fat man, I'm impatient to look at his face." ”

Ma Liang smiled and agreed.

After eating and going to class, he took a drip at noon, and the teacher didn't like to take the roll call in the afternoon, so Ma Liang ran away, returned to the apartment and began to convert the ideas on the notebook into formal setting statements on the computer.

The day flies.

In the evening, everyone in 404 came to eat, and Zhu Ming also came, so Ma Liang told him about the morning's proposal, and he agreed to it very happily.

Zhao Yang is a local who wants to go home, Song Shibo is already about to chase Jiang He, the proposal to camp can be said to be in the right place, Bai Xiaoshu seems to have no opinion, and he also agreed to make the trip.

Opinions were agreed, and when Ma Liang was cooking, everyone began to discuss enthusiastically.

The 27th passed like this.

On Tuesday the 28th, there were only two days left.

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