In the early morning, the fog slowly piled up again.

Yesterday's weather forecast was again reporting that the temperature will drop in the next few days, and there may be a snowfall. So, today is destined to be cold.

A little after five o'clock, Luo Yuqing turned on the light, got dressed and got out of bed. When she walked out of the room, she opened the curtains, and there were ice flowers printed on the glass window, which she tried to erase with her hands, and it took a long time for her to realize that it was outside the window, and she knew that there was also a closed window on the other side. The light in his room only illuminated a distance of about a meter, so he couldn't get in.

The cold light did not have time to illuminate the surrounding walls, and the pigeons were "cooing", and they were still curled up in their nests because of the cold.

In fact, I am quite envious, as long as I fill my stomach every day, I can sleep heavily. You don't have to be like people, thinking too much and thinking more.

In the master bedroom, my father and mother were still asleep, and I could hear not a lot of snoring. Actually, I didn't deliberately get up early, I just dreamed of something bad.

Yesterday evening, the picture of Jiang Che and Chen Panyou talking and laughing is still stored in his mind, lingering. Luo Yuqing picked up her phone, and the text messages in her inbox were still lying there quietly.

"Got home? Remember to get plenty of rest. ”

The time was ten days ago, but she couldn't remember that day. At this moment, I have thought about it a lot, but I can't answer this question. Got home? Naturally, I was at home, and I remembered to rest more, but I didn't get sick. I touched my belly, and there was a tingling sensation in my soft palm.

Will there be scars?

Yes.

I haven't talked to him for many days, and occasionally I eat with him in the cafeteria, but most of them are silent. It's not that I deliberately don't speak, it's just that even if the face in winter is smiling, I can see the outline of sadness.

Put the frozen rice prepared by my mother from the refrigerator into the pot, add water, turn on the fire and boil slowly. I prepared some spices such as ginger and garlic and put them aside, and waited quietly.

Porridge can slowly become viscous under the action of water and fire, but people drift away from love and hate. If you don't care, how can you suppress your grief and not run away?

I drank a bowl of porridge with sugar, but I didn't taste the slightest sweetness. Put away the dishes and chopsticks, put the thermos cup that had been prepared into the school bag, and walked out of the house.

Street lamps in winter often have to be stored for a long time, so there is no light. There was no moon or starlight in the sky, and the earth was vast. The light in Jiang Che's room hadn't turned on yet, and he didn't know if he had overslept, Luo Yuqing tightened her collar and touched her somewhat numb face, blocking the coolness out.

……

The pupils were filled with light at some point, and the orange light dispelled the chill all over the body. After more than ten minutes, I only heard the sound of the door closing, and there was an additional figure in front of me. In such a hurry, it seems that I got up late, so I didn't eat breakfast!

"Overslept, why didn't you call me, it's so cold standing outside."

"Forget."

"Stupid, I can forget this."

Luo Yuqing handed the thermos cup to Jiang Che, Jiang Che took it and opened it, and the warm breath and fragrance came to his face.

"Made it for me?"

His favorite porridge with oil. As the name suggests, it is oily, with yellow minced ginger and white garlic flavor. Luo Yuqing looked at him and reached out to smooth the collar that he hadn't flattened because of his hurry, but in exchange for a big smile.

It's silly, it's distressing.

She cared about it only on a whim, and he was happy like a fool. So what did his countless cares get in exchange?

Why do you believe everything I say? Forgot, did you forget to wake you up or did you forget that it was cold outside? And yours, forgot? Which one do you mean?

Many people, when they are young and ignorant, fall in love with someone, either silently in their hearts, or wantonly and loudly shouting. There is no one who is nobler than the other, and there is no right or wrong. Then the love that accumulated day and night slowly turned into hate, and became the devil pressed in my heart.

Many people are constantly changing their faces between love and hate, suppressing their desires. Once it erupts, it will reveal its ugly face.

But there are always some people who are stupid and don't look back after hitting the south wall, but who will feel distressed.

Chen Pan stepped on the class bell and ran into the classroom again, and was secretly relieved to see that the teacher hadn't come in yet, and returned to his seat with a red face to fan the wind with a book, and didn't forget to make up to Jiang Che, "It's so dangerous, I'm almost late." ”

"You're doing this for the sixth time this week." Jiang Che opened the Chinese textbook without squinting, and the sound outside the strings was seven days a week, except for one day when there was no class, you accounted for it.

"That's a lot more serious than you have to be in a mess countless times a week." Chen Pan's momentum is not weak at all, well, although the number of times he was in a daze was a little less than before, he still loved to be in a daze.

"It's hot?"

"It's okay, it's not too hot." Chen Pan didn't know why, so he nodded stunned.

"I'm cold." Jiang Che turned his head to look at her, his eyes were full of unhappiness, "So you came early in the morning to let me and you cool off?" ”

Chen Pan stopped the movement in his hand, raised his head and thought for a while, then looked down at his hands again, and pressed them directly on his face, it is indeed a natural refrigerator in winter, suitable for ...... Cool.

"Then cool and cool."

Jiang Che stared at Chen Pan deadly, and the glasses on the bridge of her nose also ran to her forehead because of her rude movements. It's funny, but it's also vivid and cute.

"Hey, hey, look." In the last row of the classroom, Fang Xin covered her eyes "not shyly" at all when she saw this scene, and after a few seconds, she wondered why no one responded, put down her hand and pulled Zhou Bian's sleeve, facing an iceberg face.

"!"

"Hiccup......" Fang Xin hiccuped and turned her head back at a rate of one centimeter per light year, as if to say that I don't know anything, and the little wrongdoer is not suitable for children, and the fetus is stillborn.

Later, every time Fang Xin remembered that scene, she gritted her teeth, eager to punch that face, it was best to knock out a few teeth, and the air leaked in her mouth to see how you pretend to be deep. She had seen Zhou Bian's arrogant, sassy and all kinds of dead faces, but she had never seen him cold to her.

And that time, she actually coaxed.

When school was about to end, Jiang Che stopped Chen Pan, who was counting down and was about to rush to the classroom. So, Chen Pan had no choice but to take out the book and put it on the table again, staring at his big empty eyes, pretending to look at the blackboard, and his mind had already flown to the way home. Many students also collected their books early and prepared to rush to the cafeteria. This seems to be a characteristic of the student age, youth is restless, how can you study well without a full stomach? It's the same as the saying how to lose weight without a full stomach.

As a result, the cafeteria is always packed.