This has never happened since they met. Chen Ying was a little unhappy at first, but she opened the window to peek in and saw that he was sitting on the back rack of her bicycle in the carport, and she was relieved. She finished eating the noodles as soon as possible, combed them neatly in the mirror, put away the wooden comb, and threw the finished noodle bowl and the garbage bag that had accumulated for a day into the garbage can in the corridor. Then she changed into sandals and went downstairs to meet him.

"I want to kill you." As soon as Qin Hong saw her, he immediately hugged her and said. A heavy smell of alcohol came from him.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Ying asked with some horror.

"It's okay, I just miss you so much. Come, let's go to the lake. He hadn't taken a few steps forward when he hit the steps on the side of the road and almost tripped over. She propped him up on her shoulders and held his hand tightly on her shoulder.

"I just want to tell you that I love you so much. Really, I feel like my four years of college have been in vain – if it weren't for you, it would have been in vain. "We had a party today, and they all brought their girlfriends, but I didn't, but I told them that I had a girlfriend—she didn't like to be busy, and she—was reading in the library." The result - they don't believe. I said, "How can I lie to you?" I told you to come down, come down - show them. Let's go to the lake and show them. ”

He took Chen Ying's hand and walked towards the lake. She didn't say a word.

"Huh? Where have they gone? He hiccuped and looked around as he stood in the small lakeside pavilion, "They lied to me." Did you bring water? ”

There was a small shop nearby with the lights on. Chen Ying got up and went to buy water.

"Don't go. Don't—leave me. He grabbed the hem of her skirt, almost tearing it up, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go buy water." She pointed to the dim light not far away, "You wait for me here." ”

She broke free of his tangled hands and helped him to lie on his side on the bench. She took off her coat and clumped it into a small bag behind his head to make him as comfortable as possible. He held one hand to his chest, and the other hand grasped the railing where the beauty leaned, and continued to repeat the words in his mouth. He closed his eyes, gasping for air, and coughing occasionally.

It was the first time she had seen Qin Hong like this. "It's like a child." She thought to herself, watching with some pity as he curled up his body and shrunk lazily in his chair. When she came back from buying water, he maintained this position, but stopped talking. She crouched down, her eyes level with his, watching him breathe evenly, and just dozed off like that. She sat next to him so she could see him more easily. She remembered that it was raining heavily while walking by the lake, and the bean-sized raindrops forced them to retreat, and when they found the hidden pavilion surrounded by some wild grass. So the two of them hurriedly hid in with shivers and snuggled up to keep warm. A tall locust tree next to it was in full bloom, and the petals fell to the ground after this rain. When the rain stopped, a stream formed outside the pavilion. The stream carries these yellowish white petals all the way to the center of the lake, and the whole pavilion is also covered with fallen flowers. Since then, the dilapidated pavilion has been a secret between them, and it sits in the most unassuming northeast corner of the school, and many students are unaware of its existence until they graduate.

Maybe liking a person is like that, although she can't list the keywords, but even if he is drunk and babbling nonsense, she is willing to observe his delicate eyebrows and straight nose from the side. They stayed in the pavilion like this, and it didn't make her feel uneasy. No matter when and where, as long as he is there, she has nothing to fear. All her concern is in him, she admires his liberalism and encourages his childishness.

The night is getting darker. Even in summer, it's a little cool at this time. She looked at her watch, where they had been spending nearly an hour, and the moon had risen in mid-air, revealing mottled silver faces. They were bathed in the white moonlight, and crickets and weavers were chirping in the deep grass outside the pavilion. The locust tree flowers have not yet fallen, and a faint fragrance can still be smelled in the air. She remembered that if she delayed any longer, the water in the public bathhouse would be cut off, and it was time to wake him up.

"Qin Hong." Her hand rested lightly on his forehead. The tips of her fingers were always cold, and he twitched.

"How?" He opened his bloodshot eyes and frowned. She put his glasses on.

"What time is it?" He continued, still looking dizzy as he sat up holding onto the railing on the back of his chair, "You've been here?" ”

"It's not early." She said simply, handing him the water bottle, and he took a few greedy sips and pressed her to his side.

"Let me kiss your little mouth—it's much sweeter than this water." He unscrupulously began to kiss her, sucking her lips hard. She waited patiently, and as soon as he stopped, he broke free.

"It's time to go back." She said.

"yes, yes." He staggered to his feet, looking a little dejected, "Why is it getting dark so quickly?" ”

He was still walking steadily, and she held him up. It was probably only at this time that she was glad that she was small. He pressed his weight on her shoulders like a cane, and walked the way he came. The surrounding sycamores had turned a thick dark green, and only the white trunks could be recognized. Nocturnal moths buzz from honeysuckle to honeysuckle. There was also a small group of people partying by the lake, probably also graduates, singing in unison in high spirits. As they struggled forward, they passed by and saw the group drinking, and the few emergency lights on the ground next to them were running out of power.

"Isn't this - Qin Hong?" A boy saw them shouting, "We've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"I've been waiting for you for a long time—a long time." Qin Hong pushed Chen Ying away and walked towards the group of people, "So you are here." ”

"This is the legendary girlfriend?" Another boy lifted the lamp and shone it at them, and after looking at it, several girls next to him laughed. Chen Ying watched them quietly.

"Don't be angry, we're good people." At first, the boy said, "It's just that they're all drinking too much." ”

"I didn't drink much." Qin Hong sat with them, leaning back against a girl and pointing at Chen Ying and saying, "Look-I didn't lie to you. ”

The group laughed again. Chen Ying continued to be silent.

"You go quickly, don't make your girlfriend wait." The girl who was back-to-back with Qin Hong pushed him, and he reluctantly stood up and took two steps forward to plant on Chen Ying.

"So—goodbye?" He said to the group.

"See you tomorrow." Someone answered him. Several of the girls began to giggle again.

Chen Ying struggled to help Qin Hong to the door of the boys' dormitory, and she knocked on the glass of the dormitory warden. The old man reluctantly opened the curtains and put on his eyes to find them a visitor registration book. He let them in without looking at Chen Ying's student ID. She dragged him up a few flights of steps, and let him breathe a sigh of relief until he lay him flat on the bed in his bedroom. He still clutched the half-drunk bottle of water in his hand, tilted his head and fell on the pillow without speaking. The roommates didn't come back, because they were in a hurry, and Chen Ying didn't see if they were in the small group just now. She wasn't going to count on them to take care of him. She helped him take off his shoes and socks, folded his legs on the bed, and covered him with a quilt. Reluctantly watched him fall asleep like Xiaobai, and his snoring suddenly started.

This is the boys' dormitory, and she can't stay long. Chen Ying closed the curtains, tucked the quilt, slammed the lock of the bedroom door and left. As she descended the stairs, she nodded to a few familiar faces and pushed open the door to the roadway, where pansies were silently blooming in the grass by the roadside. She hurried back to the girls' building, and the wind rushed into the dormitory.