in the month you disappeared

Yun Xuan also heard about Lu Jun's injury, so she collected her things and went back to her original dormitory without saying a word.

I took something and sent her there.

Yun Xuan made the bed without saying a word, and I stood aside with nothing to do.I had to take a towel and wipe the bedside table for her.

"You take my place when you sleep." She looked at me suddenly and said.

I hmmed.

Yun Ming said again, "You bite people at night, like a puppy."

I hummed again.

"I was wrong, I am too numerous to write about, I am extremely vicious, I am unpardonable, I... I will leave now."

Yun Yan tugged at my sleeve, "I'm in bed, I will suffer from insomnia."

"What should I do?"

She didn't make a sound, didn't speak, and glanced at me with big eyes, and then at her bed.

I understood, "Why don't you sleep in my bed and I'll sleep here?"

She still looks at me.

Not satisfied?I wondered, "But Lu Jun is already asleep, so we can't let her change the bed?"

Yun Ming shook his head, "You stay, and I won't leave either."

I thought about it and said, "What about your roommate? Where does she sleep?"

"She sleeps in her bed, you sleep in mine."

……

I promised well at first, but now I broke my promise and let Yun Yun move back alone, I feel very sorry, alas, just squeeze it.

That night her roommate slept in the bed next to ours, and I slept in the same bed as Yun Yin.

I was a little hot, so I pulled up the hem of my pajamas to expose my belly to cool off.In the darkness, Yun Xuan found out that I had lifted the quilt, put the quilt back on me, and I lifted the quilt again.

In the end she simply put her palm against my belly.When I fell into a drowsy sleep, I felt like a piece of silk was covering my belly, which was cool and slippery, so I didn't care about it.

On a bed, she was lying on her side towards me, and I was lying with my hands and feet spread out, only to hear her breathing on my ears, itching.

But I like to fall asleep, and it didn't take long for my butt to face her, and the hand covering my belly turned into an arm around my waist, and my chin was next to the back of my head.

That night I dreamed of Lu Jun again, she was still the same as when I was a child.She waved to me, not knowing whether to say hello or say goodbye to me.

The next day when I returned to my dormitory, Lu Jun was applying medicine on the bed with his hands upside down. The ointment was messy and messy.

I went over to help her, but she avoided me.

She said, "Don't you want to see me?"

I looked at her suspiciously.

Lu Jun stared into my eyes and said in a low voice, "You will move out as soon as I move in."

"I don't sleep well," I said deliberately, "I'm afraid I'll touch your back."

She looked better, "Let me help you apply the medicine." I said.She didn't refuse again.

"Lu Jun, are you still drawing?"

She nodded, "I want to enter the Academy of Fine Arts, but my cultural achievements are not very good."

I think this is also understandable, human talent is too outstanding, it is not too much for God to deprive some of the rest.However, I heard that the cultural achievement is not enough, and he will not be able to go to school. This is the same as our ordinary students, but Lu Jun still has the hope of being admitted exceptionally.

She suddenly said, "So my bed is occupied by people?"

I nodded.

"Know you?" Lu Jun asked.

I nodded again, gave her medicine, and said, "We are classmates in junior high school. She has moved back to the original dormitory now."

"Did you stay with her last night?" Her face was pressed against the pillow, her voice sounded muffled,

"She's not used to it, I'll come back to sleep later." I said.

……

After lunch with Yun Yun, we walked along the lotus pond to the classroom.

She asked me how Lu Jun's injury was, and I said it was a little serious.

Yun Xuan said, "I was stung by a bee before. It hurts for a while and then I'm fine."

Speaking of it, I still feel a little guilty, if Lu Jun has a scar on his back...

"The doctor said she is allergic, and it won't get better in a while." I was a little depressed.

Yun Xuan reached out and pressed my eye sockets, and I groaned, and she said, "It's all blue, you didn't sleep well last night, are you thinking about this?"

I didn't nod or shake my head.Sitting on the swing with Yun Yun.

"Lu Juan," I don't know why, I don't want to say that Lu Juan is an orphan, even if it's a shame, "Her parents don't care about her."

"I know her." Unexpectedly, Yun Yan said in an exceptionally calm tone, "You said this name when you were talking in your sleep; there is also the painting in your room, with Lu Juan's name written on the back corner. You already know each other?"

With a feeling of relief, I leaned my head on Yun Yun's shoulder and said, "So you already knew, but that was all before my parents divorced."

Yun Xuan turned her face sideways, her short fluffy and soft hair rubbed against my forehead, "You always remember her." She used a declarative sentence.

"Does she still recognize you?" Yun Yin asked me.

I nodded and said slowly, "That's good."

I tugged at her fingers, "You slept soundly yesterday, and I won't sleep with you in the future."

She stared at me for a moment, then nodded.

In the afternoon, I had physical education class, the teacher asked for leave, we were free to move around, and when I was bored, I took out my mobile phone and planned to send a text message to Yun Ming.Thinking that she was still in class at this time, she floated around in the aisle outside the classroom like a ghost.

Suddenly my head was hit by a ball of paper. I looked up and saw that it was thrown from the back door of our next class.I must be dizzy, I was not angry when I was smashed, I spread out the ball of paper and took a look - "We practice sketching, you will be my model."

So I took out my mobile phone and looked left and right at my face, and I felt like I was going up.There was a commotion in the classroom, and then the students scattered like birds and beasts.

Lu Juan leaned against the door frame, looking unruly.

"Why did you hit me on the head?" I squeezed the ball of paper in my hand.

She lifted her lips and smiled, "Who told you to dangle in front of me."

I snorted, and she said again, "Give me your mobile phone."

I wondered, "How did you know I brought it?"

"Didn't you just hold your phone and be smug?"

My face was a little hot, and I said in a bad tone, "You must be dazzled, no."

Lu Jun narrowed his eyes, "Really not?"

I shook my head.

She surrounded me in a corner, put her hand into my jacket pocket, took out the phone lightly, and pressed a string of numbers in.

"This is my number."

"It's nothing, I'll go first." Retrieving the phone, I started to leave, Lu Jun grabbed my back collar, "Didn't you say, be my model."

……

We climbed to the top of the building, and the iron gate leading here is usually closed.

There is an independent chorus room and a piano on the roof, and there are bursts of singing voices, like waves, blowing along the wind on the roof, blowing through our bodies and the longing that sleeps in the body and the singing voice. line of thought.

The balcony is very empty, with an iron shelf.Lu Jun sat on it, with one leg bent and the other swinging in the air, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any moment.

She's a fantastic model herself.What if she made a self-portrait of herself?Will he be immersed in endless loneliness, pain and doubt like Van Gogh?Or is it like Rembrandt's self-confidence and vigorousness when the sun rises?I find myself believing the former more.

Lu Juan lifted his chin towards me and told me to face her sideways, with my hands on the balcony railing and my upper body leaning forward.

My fear of heights was miraculously overcome by that water tower adventure a few years ago, but it didn't stop my adrenaline rush.Excited and stimulated, his neck stretched out unconsciously, and his face turned towards the sky above the city.The wind blows the bangs on my forehead up and down.

Lu Jun was right next to me, and I heard the graphite-like sound of a pencil rubbing against the paper, which seemed to shrink countless times, and the splicing of old-fashioned camera clicks.

She was very quiet when she was painting, just like when she was a child, her hands, eyes, and heart were dedicated to her muse, which made me feel left out at that time.If that's the case, I can squat aside and watch it all day long.At that time, there was a kind of fascinating magic in her.

I can feel her eyes lingering on the outline of my profile, her eyes enveloping me like air; yes, it's a little weird, her muse has become me, the first time I've changed from a bystander to a the center of her world.That kind of strong impact was immediately exerted on my body and spirit.At this wonderful moment, every cell of me was full of desire for expression, and at the same time I appeared extremely shy, timid, and inferior.Even my breathing became trembling and involuntary, and I didn't dare to move my fingers on the guardrail.

I don't know how long it took, but my whole body was blown stiff by the wind, and my head also had a dull pain. "Okay," she said.

I touched the goosebumps on my hands and wanted to see my portrait, but she put it in her bag early and refused to let me see it.

"Is the painting ugly?" I said dissatisfied.

She looked at me with her chin propped up like I was a commodity up for grabs, and said, "I'm an aesthete...realist."

I glared at her angrily, and reached out to snatch her bag, "Then go find the beauty and return the painting to me!"

She grabbed my hand and said with a smile, "Don't be angry, I will draw a wide-open oil painting for you on your birthday."

"Ghosts are so rare about your broken paintings!" I snorted, then thought about it, "At least I helped you finish the homework, how can you thank me?"

Lu Jun took me to the canteen and treated me to ice cream.

I thought of Yun Xuan who was about to finish class, and planned to bring one to her.

"You greedy cat, worry about diarrhea!" Lu Jun said, I have eaten three in a row, and every mouthful is vicious.

I hummed absent-mindedly, looking for the one I like to eat, but it seems to be sold out.I asked the clerk again if there was still that kind of sandwich ice cream, and she said that I had to wait for the next batch of goods to arrive, ten minutes.

We have two physical education classes back-to-back, and I still have time for the next class. I thought, I might as well wait a little longer.

"We have no class, you go back, I'll bring it to you later." Lu Jun said.

"No, you go first, I brought it to my classmates."

She groaned, gnawed on the popsicle for a while, and said, "Is that the classmate who lived in my berth?"

"Well," I looked at my watch, "Aren't you going to hand in your homework? Let me have a look at the drawing, okay?"

She threw the stick and said, "I'll go first, see you in the evening."

The painting that was supposed to be my protagonist made me feel very mysterious all the time.A long time later, until we couldn't keep our hearts open, it came out of the dusty memory, revealing a face that was eroded by the years but still lovely and youthful.

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