Late at night, Jiang Huaining was lying on the bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep, there was a fire arching in the quilt, and there was also a fire burning in his body.

He didn't look at the time, it was estimated to be one o'clock in the morning, and the thought of having to get up early tomorrow morning to go to school made him a little devastated.

How can you be so restless at night?

Jiang Huaining sighed softly in the dark room, struggled for a moment, sat up with the quilt, got out of bed and opened the window, and let the cool breeze rush in. He picked up a glass of cold water from the bedside table and poured it down, finally getting a little cool.

He lay back into the covers, closed his eyes, and counted the sheep in boredom.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep......

Jiang Huaining rarely suffers from insomnia, especially after entering the third year of high school, there are endless papers and questions to be completed during the day, as well as extra "care" from teachers of various subjects, and his brain power is seriously depleted, so he relies on sleeping at night to recuperate. Every time, as soon as my head touches the pillow, I am surrounded by sleepiness, and I have no energy to think nonsense.

Tonight is destined to be an unexpected sleepless night.

What time did he fall asleep, Jiang Huaining also does not know.

His body was fluttering, as if in a strange state of half-dreaming and half-awake, he heard Lu Zhu calling his name, he tried to open his eyes, and saw her flower-like smile, her crystal eyes with a puddle of water, as clear as amber.

"You sit there and don't move." Lu Zhu said.

She held the notebook in her hand and gestured to his face with a pen in the air.

Jiang Huaining was wearing a pure white shirt and light blue jeans, with the stout willow tree behind him, it was a good season, and the leaves were lush and green, like the rich colors in oil paintings.

He sat under the tree and asked her to paint according to what she said, and he didn't move for a long time, half of his body was numb, and his eyebrows were stained with connivance, and he asked softly, "Have you finished drawing?" ”

"Do you want to see it?" Lu Zhu stopped writing and looked up to ask him.

Jiang Huaining lazily leaned against the trunk of the tree behind him, looking tired and loose, not wanting to move, and stretched out a hand towards her: "Show it to me." ”

Lu Zhu got up, walked towards him, put up the notebook in his arms, and handed it to him.

On the blank paper, a person with clear eyebrows and eyes, a slender figure, so handsome, at a glance, you can see that all the emotions of the painter are poured into it.

Lu Zhu knelt on the lawn in front of him, his eyes were still shining, tilting his head to look at him, like a child begging for appreciation: "How am I drawing?" ”

"Come closer, I'll tell you." Jiang Huaining raised his head slightly, the back of his head against the trunk, and the line of his neck was indescribable.

He had one leg bent, one leg straight, his wrist resting on his knee, and his smile hidden in those sunny eyes.

Lu Zhu innocently believed his words, leaned forward, approached him a little, and the next second, he was dragged into his arms with one hand, he closed his hands and hugged her waist tightly.

Under the girl's loose school uniform, the hidden waist is thin and soft, with obvious concave arcs, like the most delicate arch bridge in the world.

Lu Zhu was caught off guard and threw himself into his arms, looking up at him, his cheeks were stained red, like drunk, like blush, and more like ripe peaches.

Peach? Thinking of this familiar metaphor, Jiang Huaining could no longer hide the impulse in his heart, leaned down, and her thin lips were printed on her puffy cheeks.

Finally, he finally kissed her.

Tossing and turning, he felt the tenderness and softness of his imagination.

She was as obedient as a rabbit in his arms, no matter how he kissed her, she didn't push away, but shyly and whispered his name: "Jiang Huai Ning, Jiang Huai Ning, Jiang Huai Ning......"

The ordinary three words, grinding out through her lips and teeth, have a different taste, they are delicate, tender, and numb on the tip of his heart.

The book slipped between the two of them onto the grass, the breeze blew, and the paper clattered over a few pages, stopping at the page she had just drawn.

She painted him, and her eyes were all about him.

"Jiang Huaining, you haven't told me yet, how am I painting?" Lu Zhu pouted with her red lips and coquettish, and her voice was sweet and greasy, like honey.

"You draw very well, I like it." Jiang Huaining replied word by word.

"Jiang Huaining—"

The same voice rings in my ears, but in a completely different tone.

Jiang Huaining frowned, sat up suddenly, gasped for breath, and the voice in his ears became clear, accompanied by a knock on the door: "Jiang Huaining, are you up?" It's going to be late! ”

Jiang Huaining was stunned, and then, he covered his face with both hands and rubbed it a few times, trying to make his brain wake up quickly.

It turned out to be a dream......

He said, how could Lu Zhu call his name delicately, his voice was as soft and glutinous as a little milk cat, thin and weak, which made him difficult to control himself, and he almost went crazy.

Jiang Huaining slapped his forehead and warned himself not to think about it again.

"Jiang Huaining, are you awake?"

didn't hear the response of the people inside, Lu Zhu's voice was a little more eager, if it weren't for the fact that Jiang Huaining might not be wearing clothes, she would have broken in directly.

If you don't get out of bed, they'll be late!

"Well, wake up, come out right away."

Jiang Huaining's voice was so hoarse that he didn't know, and thought he had smoked all night.

Lu Zhu, who was standing outside the door, was stunned, heard something wrong in his voice, and wanted to ask if he had a cold, so he held it for the time being, and was too tired to shout through the door panel, so wait for him to come out and ask.

Lu Zhu went to have breakfast first, and as soon as she sat down, Sun Jingfang asked her, "Is he up?" ”

"It's up, maybe it was late last night." Lu Zhu paused in his tone and explained a few more words for him, "The teacher asked Jiang Huaining to be the top student in the college entrance examination, in addition to doing the same homework as us, he also has some additional training questions. ”

"Alas, this kid-" Sun Jingfang said, glancing at the door of the guest room, "Why hasn't he come out yet?" ”

In the room, Jiang Huaining didn't get up immediately, he leaned on the head of the bed and sat paralyzed for a long time, and his brain was still a little dizzy.

The images in the dream were too real, frame by frame deeply imprinted in his mind, and even the soft and wet touch he remembered clearly, making him think that it had really happened.

It's terrible!

He slept too late, and had such a ridiculous dream, and his head was now aching, like a blunt object being hammered in it, and again and again, and it hurt sharply.

However, what is even worse is that when he lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, the unfamiliar touch reminded him how embarrassed he was at the moment.

Jiang Huaining frowned deeply, forcibly did not swear, hurriedly uncovered the sheets, removed the quilt cover, and threw them into the dirty clothes basket together with the pajamas on his body.

——

Lu Zhu had already finished breakfast while waiting, and Jiang Huaining came out of the room dressed neatly, holding a basket of clothes and going to the balcony silently, his face full of tiredness and irritability.

"Your face is so red early in the morning, you have a fever?" Sun Jingfang drank porridge and looked at his face.

The washing machine on the balcony was buzzing, and Jiang Huaining sat down, took a big bite of the beef lasagna, and was silent.

Sun Jingfang was puzzled: "What kind of clothes do you wash early in the morning?" ”

Jiang Huaining's tone was light: "I accidentally knocked over the water cup on the bedside table and stained the sheets and pajamas." I'll go to school in a while, you can help me dry it. ”

"You don't have a cold, do you?" Sun Jingfang found that his voice was a little hoarse, and he spoke in a nasal voice.

Jiang Huaining didn't do it, and realized that most of his headache symptoms were the precursors of a cold: "I forgot to close the window when I went to bed last night, maybe I caught a cold." ”

"You really don't make people worry, how cold it is at night, where can you open the windows all night." Sun Jingfang put down the spoon, went to find the cold elixir and thermometer, and chattered, "There are still two months to take the college entrance examination, tell me why you don't know how to take care of your body, how uncomfortable it is to catch a cold." ”

Lu Zhu sat on a chair with his schoolbag on his back and waited for him, muttering: "I'll just say that your voice is wrong." ”

As soon as Jiang Huaining heard her speak, his body automatically froze, and he was pulled back into his dream in a second. Even though the tone is different, the voice is still the same one......

"Ahem, ahem—"

Some images flashed in his mind, Jiang Huaining was choked, put one hand in front of his mouth, and turned sideways to cough.

Lu Zhu poured him a glass of water and silently put it in his hand. Jiang Huaining looked up and swept her face, her eyes, and finally fixed on her rosy lips, finally relieved, and suddenly coughed again.

It's over, and I feel like I won't be able to look directly at Lu Zhu in the future.

He coughed too much, Lu Zhu was very worried, and his voice was soft and full of concern: "Do you want to care?" How do I feel that your symptoms are worse than you say. ”

Jiang Huaining took a deep breath and felt that he couldn't get better.

Sun Jingfang took his temperature first, but fortunately he didn't have a fever, and when he finished breakfast, she stared at him and drank a bag of cold powder.

The two of them went out a little late, and they rode their bicycles fast along the way, and the cool breeze entered their throats, but they couldn't lower the fire in Jiang Huaining's heart.

He didn't dare to look at Lu Zhu anymore, and he would have an indescribable sense of shame and guilt.

Lu Zhu could naturally sense Jiang Huaining's strangeness, and all morning, when he saw her, he dodged his gaze and didn't talk to her, as if he had done something sorry for her.

But she tried hard to recall, Jiang Huaining didn't have anything to be sorry for her.

Lu Zhu comforted herself, maybe she was too careful.

After finding a good position in the carport and locking the car, Jiang Huaining hung his head and strode towards the teaching building.

"Don't forget to drink more hot water in the class, if you don't want to go out, I can bring it for you by the way." Lu Zhu had to trot to keep up with him, touched his arm, tilted his head and said, "After the morning reading, I'll go to you to get a cup." ”

Jiang Huaining slowed down his pace and said in a hoarse voice: "Oh." ”