Looking at the white ceiling and the bright moon in a daze, the eyes were cold and pale, and memories came flooding back.

…………

On a late autumn afternoon, the unlit room was a little dim.

The autumn wind blew in, and the wind chimes hanging in front of the window made a pleasant sound.

Mingyue was wrapped in a quilt, leaning back on the soft pink bed, fiddling with Hello Kitty's ears, and her cheeks were brighter than the color of the sheets.

The wind outside seemed to be urgent, and the dry leaves drifted into the room and landed slowly on the floor.

The wind chimes are entangled, and the "jingle bell" rings non-stop.

The door was pushed open silently, and the boy came in with a tray, and when he saw the open window, he frowned unhappily, and said reproachfully and distressedly, "Don't you know that you are sick?" ”

His eyes were unusually bright, like the clear water of a lake in late autumn, shimmering with a moving streamer.

Mingyue hugged the doll tightly, stuck out her tongue weakly, and whispered: "People like this atmosphere." ”

The boy glanced at her, shook his head helplessly, put down the tray and went to close the window.

The heating in the room was turned on sufficiently, and he sat on the edge of the bed, blowing on the freshly cooked piping ginger soup, feeling that the temperature was moderate, and then feeding it to her spoonful.

The sweet taste, the warm temperature, Mingyue smiled and drank very satisfied, through the rising heat, she looked at Haoxi like a nymphomaniac, his long eyelashes were as soft as a baby, and every blink seemed to tug at the most tender heartstrings in her heart.

After drinking a bowl of ginger soup, it is no longer so cold, and Mingyue even feels that Haoxi's hug is better than all the good medicine in the world.

Haoxi watched her lie down, folded the quilt for her, and coaxed her softly: "Close your eyes and sleep well, and you won't feel bad when you wake up." ”

Mingyue grabbed Xi, who got up and wanted to leave, childlike domineering, staring at him without saying a word, his eyes were pitiful.

"I'm here with you, sleep in peace." Haoxi patted her gently, as patiently as a child.

Mingyue let out a vague "um", the corners of her mouth raised slightly, she closed her eyes contentedly, and soon there was an even breathing sound.

Haoxi didn't leave, but opened the drawer of the bedside cabinet, there were several photo albums lying in it, and pulled out a photo album with "Little Yue'er Growth Collection".

With a smile on his lips, he turned the pages and looked at her, she was small, cute, funny, and well-behaved in every small photo, and he never got tired of looking at her for so many years.

Outside the window, the sky was still gray, and the wind passed through the withered flowers.

Looking at the sleeping bright moon quietly, Haoxi's eyes were full of brilliant colors......

The colors like summer flowers bloomed in his eyes for a long time.

…………

Go through a long time to reminisce, and every time you return to reality, you find that the whole world is full of devastation.

Mingyue's cheeks flushed even more obviously, half-awake and half-asleep, beside the empty bed, she let herself fall into the dark abyss.

I could no longer feel his warmth, I could no longer look into his starry eyes, I could no longer hear his soft needs.

In this world, there is no more such beautiful boy who is as gentle as jade!

A line of clear tears slipped silently, her wet eyelashes kept trembling, Mingyue turned over, her right hand was dead against her chest lying on her side, and the dull pain in her heart made her breathing become short.

A sad whimper sounded in the quiet dormitory!

Feng Fan, in fact, you don't understand, although the love of life and separation is regretful, the love of death is the most unfinished sorrow!

……

Mingyue didn't know how long she had been asleep in a daze, and when the caller bell woke her up, she closed her eyes and fumbled with her mobile phone next to her pillow.

"Hey ......"

Startled by her hoarse voice, her throat ached hotly, Mingyue subconsciously thought it was her roommate's phone, and called out Ran Ran's name vaguely.

Therefore, when Feng Fan's concerned voice came from the earpiece, she opened her eyes and hurriedly replied: "It's okay, it's just a little fever......"

As if sighing, Feng Fan said that she was like a child who wouldn't take care of herself.

Mingyue laughed silently, yes, she naively thought that as long as she never grew up, her fairytale life would go on forever......

"Where are you? You won't go to class sick, right? ”

His thoughts wandered, and he heard Feng Fan ask.

"How is it possible, I'm not so studious in the dormitory."

"Pretty good......"

After chatting for a few more words, Feng Fan said, "Have a good rest." ”

Ending the call, Mingyue tossed and turned on the bed, sleepy, her head ached, her chest was blocked, her breathing was burning, and the whole person was confused, and she felt all the discomfort clearly!

It seems that every cell is tired, and every inch of skin seems to be burning......

It seems that only real pain makes Mingyue feel alive.

"Knock", "knock" sounded a knock on the door.

Mingyue sat up and thought with some curiosity: Ran Ran They don't have to knock on the door, could it be the dormitory manager aunt or another dormitory classmate?

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, Feng Fan walked in, and behind him was an empty corridor, and at that moment, Mingyue suddenly saw thousands of lights circulating, which was dizzying.

Looking at the slowly coming Fengfan, Mingyue was stunned: "You...... How did you get in? ”

Oh, no, she should have asked, "Why did you come?"

Feng Fan put the two bags in his hand on the table and said inscrutablely: "The secret of heaven must not be leaked!" ”

If Mingyue knew that he and the dormitory manager aunt lied to see his sick girlfriend, Feng Fan even suspected that she might jump down and beat herself up when she was weak!

"Cut-" Mingyue elongated her voice, not to mention pulling it down, anyway, she could guess that a "public lover" like Feng Fan, in the scope of M, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was walking on the ground.

Standing on the edge of the bed, Feng Fan leaned over and stretched out his right hand, Mingyue wanted to hide back, but his body was imprisoned by his left hand that he had placed on his face a second earlier, allowing the back of his hand to cover his forehead.

She held her breath, raised her eyes very carefully, and quietly gazed at Feng Fan, his eyes drooped slightly, his eyelashes trembled slightly, the contours of his face were very soft, and his pink lips were as bright as peach petals.

Mingyue was frustrated, compared to her who was sick, Feng Fan was more like a girl, this guy was simply robbing the male god with women, she thought unexpectedly: If I am a man, it is very likely that I will be bent.

However, she seems to have forgotten that now that they are gender, why should they think so much about "seeking the near and far"?