Arknights is too real, right?

After finishing this bowl of noodles, it was almost time to talk.

There is no doubt that both Wei Na and himself are already in the whirlpool of the storm at this time.

Since I can't get away, I can only make myself stand more and more stable.

Picking up the bowl that Xia Feng finished, Wei Na said while walking towards the kitchen.

"Okay, you can stay at my place tonight. I'll take a shower and you can watch TV by yourself."

Wei Na is not that pretentious. Of course, Xia Feng doesn't have any unreasonable thoughts. With his current physical condition, even if he has unreasonable thoughts, he can only stay at the "thinking" stage.

However, after Wei Na left the living room, Xia Feng couldn't help but think about a profound question.

How many bedrooms are there in Weina's house?

The villa where Wei Na lives alone is not big, with only two floors. The first floor is the kitchen and living room, and the second floor should be the bathroom, study and bedroom.

While waiting, Xia Feng held the remote control and switched channels in boredom. His eyes were on the TV, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little restless.

Although this was not the first time he spent the night at Weina's house, the last time he was punched unconscious by the drunk Weina, it couldn't be called a real "sleepover" at all.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more nervous he became. Xia Feng picked up the remaining half-can of beer on the coffee table and took a few more gulps.

Ten minutes later.

Finally there was the sound of trampling footsteps on the stairs.

Xia Feng did not look back, but sat up straight nervously, and simply arranged her hair with her uninjured hand.

He asked pretending to be casual while staring at the TV.

"Vina, how many bedrooms do you have in your house?"

Vina's voice came from the direction of the stairs.

"only one."

Hearing that there was only one bedroom, Xia Feng resisted the desire to jump up and cheer, and then "calmly" picked up the remote control.

"Ahem, it turns out there's only one bedroom. Damn, there's nothing we can do about it. Don't worry, I'm a very honest sleeper. I don't even snore."

"Yeah."

"Of course, hehe, are you sleepy? Why don't you come and watch TV together for a while? Hey, hey, hey, why can't I change the channel on this remote control?"

"The remote control is next to you, and you have slippers."

"ah!"

Xia Feng threw away the slippers in his hand and turned back to Wei Na in embarrassment.

"Hey, look, this car hit me and knocked me out. I can't even distinguish between my slippers and the remote control. Oops!"

As soon as he turned his head, a blanket hit Xia Feng's face, and then a fluffy pillow hit his chest.

Wei Na's hair was a little wet just after taking a shower, and her face was red because of the steam.

She was wearing a pajamas with a little lion on it, and her eyes were a bit unnatural.

"You will sleep on the sofa on the first floor tonight, that's it."

After saying that, Vina trotted to the door of the room and carried the black war hammer up to the second floor, as if to guard against something at night.

"Good night."

As the saying goes, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

With a "pop", the lights in the living room were turned off, and Xia Feng's worried face was reflected in the light of the TV.

"Ah this."

In the dark living room.

A TV, a sofa, a blanket, and a pillow, Xia Feng reluctantly fell asleep.

In his dream, he met an immortal old man.

Xia Feng asked the old man, Master, why am I unhappy.

The master said that you are unhappy because you have too many distracting thoughts in your heart. All conditioned things are like dreams and bubbles. Put aside the distracting thoughts and let go of your attachments, and you will be liberated.

After hearing the master's words, Xia Feng realized.

The pillows are comfy, the sofa is soft, and the blanket has a sweet smell.

That night, he slept peacefully, with a relieved smile on his lips.

Early the next morning.

The blanket had been kicked to the floor, and when Xia Feng opened his eyes from the sofa, Wei Na was already in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

Sitting up from the sofa, the wound was still aching, but compared to the tearing pain yesterday, it had eased a lot.

"Vina, morning."

"morning."

After preparing Xia Feng's breakfast, Wei Na helped him change the gauze again.

Because of the super self-healing power of white power, the arm that was still bloody and bloody yesterday has become slightly scabbed, and the rolling around in sleep did not cause the wound to crack.

Of course, skin injuries will heal quickly, but the bones inside will take at least a week to recover.

After changing the gauze, Wei Na put on her coat.

"I'm going out. Your injury hasn't healed yet. Just stay at home today. I'll send someone to deliver lunch."

"oh."

Before Wei Na left, Xia Feng asked her for another mobile phone. His own mobile phone was damaged in a car accident yesterday, but fortunately the mobile phone card was not damaged.

After eating the breakfast prepared by Wei Na, Xia Feng lay on the sofa like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

Yesterday, the hospital proved that he was seriously injured. In his case, the injuries could be major or minor. Even if the Supervisory Office wanted to investigate and hold him accountable, he would not be disturbed in these few days.

And with Vina's help in the follow-up of this matter, according to the traffic accident judgment, no matter how much compensation is required, Luoda can only be a mute eating coptis.

Yesterday's meeting said that the next regular meeting would be in three days, so Xia Feng was not in a hurry.

The day passed by quickly, and it was dark before I knew it.

In the evening, Vina returned home, cooked a sumptuous dinner by herself, and opened a bottle of red wine.

At the dinner table, watching Wei Na drinking one cup after another, her face getting redder and redder, Xia Feng secretly felt that something was going on.

But who knew that as the last glass of wine was consumed, Wei Na slapped the glass.

"You wash the dishes, I'm going to take a shower."

Xia Feng curled his lips.

"My arm is injured, how can I wash the dishes?"

"Then I don't care. Anyway, you can find a way to wash the dishes. If you can't, just do it with one hand."

When she reached the stairs, Wei Na hesitated for a moment with a drunken expression, shook her head, and said firmly.

"I went to bed directly after taking a shower, and you slept on the sofa on the first floor. That's it, good night."

Xia Feng smiled and nodded.

"I know, go to bed now, good night."

After realizing this, Xia Feng no longer had any "dissatisfaction".

What happened to sleeping on the sofa? Not everyone is qualified to sleep on the sofa at Wei Na's house.

In this way, the warm days passed day by day, and Xia Feng's injuries were getting better at an abnormal speed.

This morning.

After Wei Na went out, Xia Feng felt a little free, so he also walked out of the house and started running in the villa area.

When passing by the flower bed in the center of the villa area, an old man saw Xia Feng running with one hand wrapped in a bandage, and asked in surprise.

"Young man, why are you running around even though you're injured?"

Xia Feng smiled indifferently.

"You just have to exercise more when you're injured, otherwise you won't be able to recover quickly."

The old man sighed, shook his head, and said to himself.

"Hey, today's young people don't care about their bodies at all. They waste it on their youth. They will regret it when they get old."

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