Sad reminder Xiaobai

In the evening, Liang Nuo was completely free, and Zhou Ji stood aside with half a bag of pastries left.

Liang Nuo was holding an umbrella in her hand, and Zhou Liang was holding an umbrella, standing on one side, saying, "That's the end of this matter. I'm afraid there will be rounds of discussions at the end of the year, matters for the coming year."

Liang Nuo responded, stretching out his hand to hold Zhou Ji's hand, and Lao Zhou who was approaching behind, approached without too much trouble, and said, "Hey, it's snowing again, Xiao Liang is going to send Miss Liang and the others to see him off." good."

Sure enough, Zhou Ji guessed this, and Zhou Liang on the side responded positively, "Well, it just happens to be by the way."

Liang Nuo didn't refuse, and Zhou Ji himself had nothing to say.

Stepping on the snow, the two people on the side were not talkative people, and Zhou Ji was even more careless at the moment, feeling a little bored in his heart.

Kicking the snow on the road to relieve his anger, he lowered his head, not aware of the embarrassment of these three people.

After arriving at the door, seeing that Zhou Liang didn't say anything, he turned and left, Zhou Ji was rarely relieved.

Liang Nuo at the side let go of his hand, looked at the bored Zhou Ji with his head down, and stretched out his hand to pat the snow that fell on Zhou Ji's left shoulder.

Without saying a word, he opened the door and entered the courtyard, only to see Liang Nuo locked the door again.

Entering the back room, lighting the lamp, watching her go to the kitchen to boil water, after a while, after washing, Zhou Ji hurriedly climbed into bed and actively took on the responsibility of warming the bed.

After watching Liang Nuo tidy up, he turned off the oil lamp on the side of the bed, approached, and lay down slowly.

For a moment, it was so quiet that even breathing could be heard, and there was a small sound of snowflakes falling on the roof.

Zhou Ji squinted his eyes, but his ears were very alert. When he got a little closer, Liang Nuo didn't make any movement.

It made Zhou Ji look like a person who secretly did bad things, nestled quietly by the side, and planned to turn his back to sleep soundly.

Liang Nuo, who was beside him, moved a little closer, and gently stretched out his hands around, tidying the quilt with gaps.

There was a pause for a while, but he didn't take his hand back. Zhou Ji felt his face was burnt as he breathed.

Swallowing her saliva carefully, she thought to herself, Zhou Ji, Zhou Ji, what are you thinking about.

People care about themselves purely, if you think about it more, it's not a matter of missing a bowl or two of rice.

With sweat dripping from the palms of his hands, Zhou Ji dawdled, turned around, and lay flat, so that he would not die due to difficulty in breathing.

Squinting his eyes, counting his heartbeat silently, it took a long time for the people around him to stop responding before Zhou Ji dared to open his eyes.

Because her hands were surrounding her, Zhou Ji didn't dare to move.

It took a long time to grind his body, leaning sideways, looking at Liang Nuo who seemed to be asleep, Zhou Ji felt nervous inexplicably, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes again.

But that restless heartbeat made Zhou Ji unable to stop no matter what.

How can this be good?

His throat was also very dry, and he turned his head, thinking whether to expose his feet to the bedding, so calm and calm.

Liang Nuo on the side suddenly raised his head, Zhou Ji immediately thought of Zhenzi, and cried out with a thud.

Liang Nuo was frightened, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Ji appeases his little heart, thinking, it really is not suitable for doing bad things, this courage, he has accepted it.

Swallowing his saliva, holding the hand that was checking his body, he said with some embarrassment, "It's okay, Arnold."

But Liang Nuo sat up uneasy, lit the oil lamp, returned to the bed, looked at Zhou Ji, and asked, "Are you all right?

Zhou Ji looked at Liang Nuo and was worried that he didn't even put on his coat, so he quickly replied, "It's okay, it's really okay, just now, I just had a nightmare."

She held her face in her slightly cool hands, and said, "But Aji, your face is so hot, you must have a fever."

Zhou Ji avoided her gaze, but looked at the fair skin under her collar, and was instantly dumb. He quickly turned his head and said back, "No, it's okay. I'm a little hot and thirsty, just drink water."

Upon hearing this, Liang Nuo quickly poured hot tea and handed it to his mouth, Zhou Ji felt that he was really ashamed and thrown into the gutter.

However, the hot tea did not quench his thirst, he drank several cups in succession, and after repeated persuasion, Liang Nuo was relieved, turned off the light again, and lay down on the bed.

When she leaned over, the coolness on her body made Zhou Ji tremble, approached, held her hand, seeing that she wanted to take it back, Zhou Ji simply covered his face, and said, "This way, it's cool, just to relieve some heat. "

She didn't take back her hand, but Zhou Ji didn't say anything wrong, it was indeed cooler and more comfortable.

Liang Nuo stretched out his hands, circled around, hugged Zhou Ji's head, and leaned close to him, and said softly, "Then, would this be better?"

Zhou Ji squinted his eyes, enjoying the coolness, resting his head on his shoulders, and replied "En, it's pretty good."

After tossing around for a while, Zhou Ji was also sleepy, and fell asleep in a daze, but the person on the side didn't feel sleepy, and had no sleep all night.

The next day Zhou Ji woke up helplessly early in the morning. There was no other reason, but he drank too much water last night and was anxious.

Glancing at Liang Nuo who was sleeping soundly beside him, Zhou Ji reluctantly climbed out of the warm blanket, put on his coat, and left the bed.

When he came back again, Liang Nuo was still sound asleep, Zhou Ji shrank back to the bed, but the chill on his body was still there, Liang Nuo took some shelter from the cold, subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Zhou Ji didn't care too much, thinking that it would be better to sleep in as early as possible, it's a pity that winter is not used for sleeping in.

Liang Nuo, who was beside him, leaned over and stretched out his arms to embrace Zhou Ji, which frightened Zhou Ji for a moment.

Tilting his head, he looked at Liang Nuo who was fast asleep, hey, Zhou Ji was depressed, and said he was sleepy, and it was gone.

Facts have proved that it is not easy to be a gentleman who can sit still. Zhou Ji lay upright like a mummy, and he didn't even move his feet.

After finally Liang Nuo woke up, Zhou Ji replied with a blank mind, "Good morning."

Liang Nuo was taken aback, reached out to touch his forehead, and asked worriedly, "Ah Ji, could it be that you have a fever?"

Zhou Ji wanted to cry, but shook his head, and replied, "No, it's fine, I'm fine."

Liang Nuo tilted his head and asked, "Then what A Ji said just now, why, I don't understand?" The hair scattered on the pillow brushed Zhou Ji's cheeks, making it itchy.

Zhou Ji turned his head sideways, avoiding the messy hair, and replied, "Um, what I just said was nonsense, don't take it seriously."

Fortunately, Liang Nuo is a person who doesn't get to the bottom of things. After washing his clothes, he had breakfast. Zhou Ji glanced at the unfinished pastry, swallowed the noodles in his mouth, and said, "A Nuo, eat that pastry later. Bar."

Liang Nuo held the noodles between his hands, looked at the small half bag of pastries, and said, "Ah Ji, this, I can't eat so much at once."

"It's okay, just eat slowly."

"Ok."

After finishing the noodles, Zhou Ji drank the soup, listened to the strong wind blowing outside the house, and thought about what Muqin told him to go home yesterday.

By the way, he said, "Well, I can go home in mid-November."

"It's so early, are you back?"

"Well, next year, there may be some days to come."

"kindness"

Seeing Liang Nuo's indifferent response, Zhou Ji's heart felt a little empty, and he settled down to finish off every drop of the noodle soup.