Jiang Chen dropped the things in his hand, walked up to her, squatted down, his black eyes burning, as if he was going to burn two holes in her face.

"Sister, what did you just say?"

Ruan gently lowered his head with a warm heartbeat, pretending to look through the snacks and gifts in the box, trying to make a natural appearance, "The sofa is too small, I'm afraid you won't sleep comfortably, my bed is very big......"

emmmm。

glanced at his one-meter-two single bed......

Well, it's not very big, but if you squeeze it, you can barely sleep two people.

……

Ruan lay gently flat on the bed, looking at the ceiling above her head.

This sleeping position made her a little uncomfortable for her, who was used to sleeping on her side, but she was in a good mood.

She turned her head and looked at Jiang Chen, who was also lying flat and asleep.

The face is as good-looking as ever, with deep eyebrows and well-defined eyes, and thin and crimson lips under the straight nose bridge.

Feeling her gaze, Jiang Chen turned his head, his white and mellow Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his deep voice seemed to be the low moan of the cello: "Did it squeeze you?" ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously wanted to move to the outside of the bed.

Ruan gently stretched out his hand to stop his movements, her beautiful apricot eyes curved slightly, and her voice was soft, "Do you know what I'm thinking?" ”

Jiang Chen turned sideways, his deep eyes staring at her, his eyes were gentle and delicate.

Ruan gently followed his movements, turned sideways, and met him face to face, "I think time can stop at this moment." ”

That way, you can stay with me forever.

As if sensing her thoughts, Jiang Chen leaned over and kissed her.

Ruan gently closed his eyes and let the two of them breathe staggered, and the temperature around them was gradually heating up, but Jiang Chen quickly stopped.

"Sister, go to sleep, good night."

With that, he turned sideways.

Ruan opened his eyes lightly and looked at the contours of his sturdy and broad shoulders and back, and the beautiful shape of his shoulder blades under the light cotton fabric.

She couldn't help but think of Jiang Chen three years ago, when Jiang Chen's back was thin, and his shoulder blades were so weak that he seemed to be able to break them.

Time flies, and her teenager grows up.

She couldn't help but reach out.

The soft touch from his back made Jiang Chen's body tense and stiff, and after a while, he turned around helplessly, grabbed the little hand that lit a fire on his back, stuffed it into the quilt, and hugged him tightly.

"Sister, sleep."

"Oh."

Despite the quilt between the two, she felt something clearly, and closed her eyes with a red face.

"Good night, Jiang Chen."

"Hmm."

Outside the window, the starry night is vast and starry.

It is like a mysterious old man, gently looking at the men and women who are sleeping in each other's arms.

……

The next day, Nguyen was gently awakened by the familiar scent.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Chen's back standing in the small kitchen, his head hanging slightly, and he was concentrating on what he was doing.

She got out of bed lightly, walked up behind him on tiptoe, and hugged him.

Jiang Chen turned his head and smiled lightly with dark eyes.

Seeing that he was not frightened, Ruan couldn't help but be stupid, and when he saw the burnt scallion pancakes that had been fried on the stove, his apricot eyes suddenly lit up.

"Scallion pancakes!"

Jiang Chen tore off a small piece with his hand and fed it to her mouth.

When Ruan opened his mouth to bite gently, he quickly removed his hand and lowered his head to kiss it.

"Hmm."

Ruan blushed lightly and complained, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet." ”

Jiang Chen fed the scallion pancake to her mouth again, with a smile on his eyebrows, "Does that sister want to eat it?" ”

"I'll taste it first."

Afraid of being teased by him, Ruan gently held his hand and ate the scallion pancake in his mouth before letting go.

"Is it delicious?"

Jiang Chen asked her while continuing to pancake.

Ruan nodded lightly, the scallion pancakes were fried to be charred on the outside and tender on the inside, in addition to eggs in the batter, a little peppercorn powder was added, and the green onion was mixed with pepper fragrance, which was not only delicious, but also the taste in her memory.

This is what Ruan Dahai has always done.

Ruan gently ate while looking at Jiang Chen, who was serious about pancakes, and a mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"What's wrong, choking?"

Jiang Chen nervously brought her water, but Ruan shook his head lightly and refused.

She blinked, "I feel like I'm in a dream." ”

"Jiang Chen, the scallion pancakes you make taste the same as my father's."

Knowing that she was crying because of this, Jiang Chen relaxed, "Uncle Hai taught me." ”

"No wonder."

Ruan looked at him lightly, his eyes showing anticipation, "What else did my dad teach you to do?" ”

"A lot, it's your favorite dishes, before going abroad, Uncle Hai specially told me to come here to cook for you."

Thinking that for a period of time after that, she would be able to eat her father's cooking skills every day, and Ruan was so happy that she couldn't do it.

"I'm not going to end class until noon, if you're bored in the dormitory alone, you can go out for a walk, and the key will be given to you......"

Ruan gently picked up a pen and wrote down the address and phone number of the dormitory on the slip of paper, "You carry this on your body, in case you get lost, you can use it to ask for directions." ”

"Hmm."

Ruan walked out of the dormitory gently, turned her head to look at the man in the door, and couldn't help tiptoe and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Wait until I get back."

"Hmm."

Seeing him nodding, Ruan gently turned around and rushed to the classroom with satisfaction.

After seeing her walk into a building in the distance, Jiang Chen retracted his gaze, turned around and walked to the bed, bending down to make the bed.

……

Towards graduation, the curriculum of the international class has also shifted from theory to practice.

Today's topic is to choose one of the materials provided by the teacher and make your own work before the end of class.

The work must not only have a thematic idea, but also be artistically creative.

The innovation of works has always been Ruan's shortcoming, and it is not surprising that her classroom works have not been recognized by teachers.

When it was finally time for the end of class, Ruan Qingqing did not have the good mood when he went out in the morning, and the whole person was depressed.

Mina patted her on the shoulder, smiled and comforted, "It's okay, I think your work is cute, I like it very much." ”

"Thank you, Mina."

"Come on, you'll get better and better."

"Hmm."

Ruan gently hugged the other party gratefully, then said goodbye to the other party and went back to the dormitory.

When he was about to arrive at the dormitory, Ruan gently patted his face and moved his facial muscles to make his expression look naturally relaxed before raising his hand and knocking on the door.