The other party didn't mean to dig deeper, and after saying that, he turned around, closed his eyes and said, "Happy birthday." ”

Wen Li was stunned for a moment, feeling that the painting style was jumping off guard, he subconsciously touched and glanced at the time, just 23:59, thinking to himself, this person pinched the time really accurately.

In the next second, time jumped, and a new day began.

"Thank you." He closed the door.

Zuo Qing didn't speak, turned around to face him, like a heavy cloth in the dark night, covering his vision, Wen Li didn't know whether the other party's eyes were open or closed, but as long as he looked to the right side, his heartbeat accelerated for no reason.

Knowing that even if she opened her eyes, she couldn't see him, but the tips of her ears still burned like a thief's heart.

Nima, the second young man of the Wen family actually blushes?

What the hell is going on?

Wen Li was puzzled by his reaction, falling into deep self-doubt.

It must be because I get too close to strangers and am not used to it!

It must be so!

Zuo Qing's night vision is very good, she was born like this, night and day are no different in her eyes, she has found that she is different from normal humans since she was a child, and has a lot of incredible abilities, like the story in the Book of Mountains and Seas, absurd, very weird, if it weren't for the investigation of the Zuo couple are normal people, and she is indeed the blood of the two, she would have suspected that she is a demon. After all, no normal person can control everything around him, including his appearance, with just one thought.

In the silent rainy night, Zuo Qingding looked at the young man for a long time, and those amber eyes may be the key to solving all the mysteries.

Who are you?

Things are getting more and more interesting......

Wen Li turned over, the back of his head was facing her, he listened to the thunder that rang and went out in his ears, and suddenly remembered a poem in Mr. Lu Xun's "Untitled: Ten Thousand Families Ink Noodles Without Artemisia Vegetables": The heart is vast and even Guangyu, and he listens to the thunder in the silent place.

This was meant to motivate the proletariat, but if you look at the literal meaning without the deep meaning, it is in line with the current artistic conception.

Anyway, he estimated that it was difficult to sleep, and he thought about it a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything.

It's like the sand in the middle, and when you grab it violently, it's a handful, but you feel it carefully and nothing is left.

Wen Li tossed and turned, and finally hit his stomach directly, one leg bent, like a frog, but he didn't expect that because of his movements, the left light futon was directly pulled by him, and the right body was exposed to the air.

She approached him helplessly, and said with a smile: "If you move again, I won't be covered by the quilt." ”

He was embarrassed for a moment, his body stiffened, he didn't dare to move, and asked in a low voice, "...... Did I wake you up? ”

Zuo Qing wanted to say no, but when the words came to his mouth, he turned around again, and said lightly.

Wen Li became more and more confused, and said apologetically: "...... Otherwise, if you go back to your room and sleep, I might have insomnia. ”

She smiled softly: "You are the one who let me stay, and you are the one who let me go, classmate, you are very interesting." ”

“……”

He inexplicably felt that this was not a good thing, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it, buried his head in the pillow, he heard the man laugh a few more times, moved towards him, touched his bent left knee, Wen Li put his leg back as if he was burned by fire, and lay neatly on his stomach.

"I'm sorry, I don't have a lot of quilts here, so I can only squeeze it to you, Duan won't mind, right?" Zuo turned to look at him.