Chapter 20: Collecting Wind 4
Back at the hotel, Ji Lanxin took a shower, changed her clothes and combed her hair in front of the mirror, "You don't want to go out, do you?" asked Pan Minle with some surprise. "Guessed right," Ji Lanxin smiled mysteriously.
"You're not tired," Pan Minle asked, beating his legs while lying on the bed.
"I'm not like you, climbing up the mountain and working hard. Now I know I'm tired, I'm out, there's a special street in front, I'll see if there's anything good, you can rest" I heard the sound of the door closing and knew that she was gone. Pan Minle got up and took a shower. She blew her hair casually and fell asleep under the quilt in exhaustion.
The air conditioning in the house was low. Pan Minle fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, he had a terrible headache. It should be lazy, my hair is not dry, and I am cold. She took out her watch pressed under the pillow and looked at it, and she was startled, it was already 6:40. Thinking of the event at 7 o'clock in the evening, she didn't want to attract attention anymore, she quickly got up, changed her clothes, and rushed out of the door. But I saw Luo Man in the corridor.
He also changed his clothes, blue and white T-shirt, khaki slacks, and when he saw the panicked Pan Minle, he quipped, "So you remember, I thought you were missing again" Pan Minle knew that he was deliberately provoking him, and he was not angry. She glanced at him and continued walking. "Hey" Luo Man stopped her, Pan Minle was already a little dizzy, and replied to him impatiently: "What's the matter?"
"You're going like this?" Luo Man pointed to the shoes on her feet.
Pan Minle looked at her feet, and it turned out that she went out in a panic wearing disposable slippers in the hotel. "Oops" she blushed to the base of her ears and quickly folded back. When she changed her shoes, she saw that Luo Man was still standing in the same place, but there was a smile in her eyes that she couldn't hide. "If you want to laugh, laugh at me, don't suffocate" Pan Minle himself felt that he was really confused. Both of them finally couldn't help but laugh.
By the time they arrived, the party was almost underway. Although it is summer, it is surrounded by mountains, and the sun has set in the west, and the evening breeze is very cool. Ji Lanxin saw Pan Minle, and hurriedly pulled her over to sit next to her, "Why did you come? You won't sleep until now, right?" Pan Minle responded in a low voice.
Two chubby boys were already standing in the center of the crowd with improvised microphones. It's a quick mouth. The people sitting around laughed. Pan Minle didn't want to listen, she was already cold, and she didn't eat anything for most of the day. The stomach cramped uncomfortably. The head is also the sound of Weng Weng. "I'm starving, go eat something" Pan Minle couldn't help it, said hello to Ji Lanxin, and walked out.
She bought a bread and milk tea from the snack street in front of the hotel and sat on a bench outside the activity area. Under the dim streetlights, the blue skirt turned purple. She leaned back on the bench, her stomach was less uncomfortable, her head seemed to be much lighter, and she heard the laughter in the activity area, and she was ready to go back. When I got up, my fingers touched the iron railing. A tingling pain. She took a closer look, and it was a broken stab on her index finger that she didn't know when, but she didn't pay much attention to it at first. Now that she found out, she struggled to pick it out.
"Here you are"
Hearing the voice, Pan Minle turned around and saw Luo Man walking towards her.
"What's wrong?" Luo Man asked, seeing her pick up her fingers.
"It's okay, it's a thorn," she quickly lowered her hand and replied.
"I'll help you see" Before she could refuse, Luo Man had already taken her hand. "Is it here?" he asked her in a low voice, full of tenderness. He was so close that Pan Minle could almost smell the soap on his T-shirt. She only felt that her cheeks were hot, but she couldn't tell if it was because she was cold, and when she looked up, Luo Man was also looking at her. The white T-shirt on his body also seemed to be dim yellow under the yellow street lamp.