I also want to pull wool today

Bai Cha changed his shoes and locked the door tightly. The backpack slid down the floor along his drooping arms, and he didn't have the strength to hold the book in his hands.

"Ah—" he slumped and sighed.

After some words were spoken, there was no breath of relief as expected.He was alone at home, and he didn't bother to turn on the lights.

He didn't plan to pick up books now, he just felt his lips were dry, but he didn't dare to lick them. Someone told him before: "Lips lack water, the more you lick, the drier they become."

Forget it, he touched the wall of the cabinet in the dark and moved towards the living room.

This person who is somewhat night blind and still unwilling to turn on the lights stumbled all the way, and sat down on the sofa with pain in his knees and elbows.

After pouring a glass of water, he habitually pursed his lips before drinking, just like when he was a child when he put on two coats of lipstick to purse his lips.

Drink half a cup and add half a cup to relieve your dry mouth for a while, and take the added cup into the bathroom.When I first got home, I didn't really want to move. Bai Cha lay on the sofa with her face pressed against the cloth sofa, making it even more stuffy.

It was so hot that he felt that he might not survive the season change, so he would have to die of heat first.He sat up suddenly, blinked his tired eyes a few times, and felt a little sleepy.I have sweat stains on my body and I don't want to sleep.

You have to take a shower before you can sleep.

The school uniform shirts of Cheng'an No. [-] High School are quite affordable, not see through but not too thick.He's not Lin Zicheng, it's impossible to unbutton wildly, his attitude towards shirts is much better than Lin Zicheng's.

Standing up and enduring the drowsiness, I unbuttoned them one by one, preferring to continue to hurt the protruding bones of the limbs than to turn on the lights.

It takes time for dim eyes to get used to light reception.

He touched the bathroom door and finished unbuttoning his shirt, and turned on the light with his hand.The dull voice read out the names of several buttons, one by one: "Lighting, ventilation, hair dryer, heating one, heating two, uh—"

Turning on the light after reading, Bai Cha was very disdainful of his behavior, his brain was actually functioning, but he was a little delirious in the dark.

The bathroom door faces a mirror, which is covered by a gauze curtain.He used to be afraid of mirrors, so even after moving, my brother installed a mirror and an adjustable curtain.

The heating made people even more dizzy, Bai Cha opened the mirror curtain, and the other one was opposite him.

A gust of cold wind poured in through the small window, blowing away his loose shirt—let alone the malnourished and pale skin, he looked like an abnormal lonely man.

He murmured: "So I looked like this."

When he got out of the car, he felt embarrassed, there was nothing wrong with it, he just pointed out some things.

After speaking, Lin Zicheng was still sitting in the car blankly, his throat was very uncomfortable, and he had the illusion of being on fire, and looked at the other person's eyes, and suddenly lost confidence.

Quickly opened the car door, and left a sentence before running: "As you said, the moon is purple, and the heart is red. You lost to the mantra and small gestures-good night."

Swinging his schoolbag and carrying his books, he ran away without looking back, let alone whether Lin Zicheng understood what he said.

What if I didn't understand?

Lin Zicheng is so stupid!

Leaning her hands on her face, her palms facing her eyes: "Tsk, fuck me, how will I face him tomorrow—"

Another gust of wind, the wind outside the window made him cold, and the heating above his head made him dizzy.The boy was not that particular, rubbed his face and quickly closed the window, drew the curtain, took off the clothes that should be taken off, and boiled the water.

He heard the stove of the water heater go off, and lo and behold, there was a fire.

Lin Zicheng lit it.

If I remember correctly, the temperature of the stove is 44, which he adjusted himself in the morning.

Baicha's own eyes were covered with water, and the eyelashes hung down.Even in summer, he turns on hotter water temperature.The water vapor stuffs many things, and on the other hand, it has a temporary private space.

The skin is thin, hot and red.It's not that I don't feel hot, I'm just used to it.

His body was soaked in water of about the same temperature, and he was greeted with dizziness with his eyes closed. When was he surrounded by this water temperature?

It was a thing of the past when his mother still loved him very much.

The habit of water temperature is only for myself to immerse myself in the past occasionally.

After waking up, I remembered that the last time I experienced a high temperature was a lunch break.

Lin Zicheng, the cooling body, leaned on him when leaning on him.

He opened his eyes and watched the heat rise.

After the summer vacation of the third year of junior high school, meeting Lin Zicheng again was also a season transition period.

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I'm coding, I'm coding

I didn't peep at Ah Cha taking a bath!Absolutely not!

There are not many words in this chapter, but there are many feelings I want to express.

I don't know if you can see it or not.

This number of words is used as a chapter because I want to separate it from the next chapter.