river bank, river bank

The sky is getting darker, and the blue clouds are softly lying on the window, and the figures of Jiang An and Bai San are reflected on the glass, connected together, like a giant panda eating bamboo.

Bai San was amused by the thought that happened to him, bent his eyes and looked sideways at Jiang An's drooping eyelashes, which were long and slightly curved, as if they could stand a matchstick.

Just as he was looking at it carefully, Jiang An suddenly stopped writing, his eyes still stayed on the paper, and he tilted his jaw slightly.

"woke up?"

Woke up early.

Bai San didn't speak, his hair was fluffy when he was sleeping, and he rubbed his head against his collar.

However, the moment Jiang An opened his mouth when he really woke up, the lingering drowsiness completely dissipated.

Jiang An understood, picked up the cap with his slender fingers, put it on the pen, "Go downstairs for dinner?"

It has been seven or eight hours since lunch, but after Baisan finished eating, he lay down and slept for a long time, not even taking a walk to digest food.

He drooped his head and rubbed his stomach, which was still bulging.He rested his chin on Jiang An's shoulder and shook slowly, feeling that he couldn't drink a sip of water, and he ate too much at noon.

About this point, probably the little milk dog also has a deep understanding.

Bai San looked at the little milk dog, it was slumped in a corner of the room, showing its chubby belly carelessly, still sleeping deeply, as if it would not be able to wake up even if the sky collapsed.

It also ate twice as much food as usual, and lay down to rest after eating, but it was really good at sleeping. It didn't get up from dawn to dusk.

Thinking of this, he also whispered in Jiang An's ear.

Whether human or animal, young is great.In addition to drinking milk, a three- or four-year-old baby can slowly turn over on the bed, crawl for a while, and sleep from morning to night every day.

But he can't do it anymore. Sometimes he doesn't think about it in the morning, and if he sleeps for a while, it's considered sleepy. It's really unreasonable.

Jiang An raised his hand and pinched the back of his neck, pushed away the restless little head that had been buried on his shoulders, and hooked the corners of his lips.

"You can sleep as long as you want, no one here will tell you to get up early."

Bai San shrank his neck, turned his head and let out a small snort, his cheeks puffed up and he didn't speak.He still has a lot of test papers to brush, and a lot of knowledge points to review, so he won't stay in bed for a long time.

During the dinner time, Bai San woke up the little white dog with a happy face, and spent the time walking the dog in the yard and fluttering the flowers.

In the evening, before going to bed, the disadvantages of sleeping unsatisfactorily for the whole afternoon at noon will be revealed.

Bai San lay sideways on Jiang'an's bed, breathing slowly to hypnotize himself, while staring at a corner of the light gray wallpaper in a daze.For a while, think about walking to the end of the wooden ladder next to the bookshelf, opening the door, and what will appear in the room.For a while, I tried to recall whether I had any bad habits after falling asleep.

Sleepwalking is unlikely, so what about snoring, talking in sleep, and grinding your teeth.

Bai San gritted his teeth tightly, buried half of his face in the bed, and suddenly remembered that the old dean once said jokingly that people who lived in the same dormitory with him had secretly complained.

One time when I woke up in the middle of the night and heard the sound of his teeth grinding, I was startled, thinking that I was still asleep and thinking about something very annoying, but when I got closer, I found that he was sleeping soundly.

Because of this incident, he took many strange-shaped medicines with indescribable tastes, even though the old dean repeatedly emphasized that it was sugar.

However, those were all ten years ago.

Bai San doesn't know whether he still has the little habit of grinding his teeth after falling asleep.

However, he neglected one point, the first thing is to be able to sleep well.

The wall clock ticked down to ten o'clock, Jiang An closed the book, put it on the small table beside him, turned off the wall lamp, and prepared to go to bed.In such a quiet night, everything will be many times louder than usual.

Baisan's ears trembled, and he huddled under the quilt, listening to the small noises from the river bank, and finally calmed down, even the sound of breathing was so light that it could not be heard.

With his back facing the river bank, Bai San held his breath and carefully moved back slowly.

When the gap in the middle of the bed disappeared inadvertently, and when the light blue quilt was tightly pressed against the dark gray quilt, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and gently rubbed his heart with his hand hidden in the quilt, suppressing his shock.

Then came the long night.

During Baisan's stay at Jiang An's house, except for the first few days, when he occasionally got up at night and went downstairs to fetch water, he would see that the light in Jiang An's room was still on. Faint light and shadow, still not asleep.

After about a week, I didn't see Jiang'an's room still lit at night, so I presumably fell asleep.

During this period of time, Jiang An's sleep quality has been getting better and better, and he has always maintained the routine of the elderly. He fell asleep after lying on the bed for only a few minutes.

Bai San shrunk his neck and turned over lightly, afraid of disturbing the people around him.He stared wide-eyed at the ceiling for a moment,

It was pitch black, and there was no moonlight shining in, so a shallow figure could be seen vaguely.

The curtains are thick and have good light-shielding properties. Mostly, Jiang An's family still maintains the previous habits to create the best sleeping environment.

It's a pity that the person with insomnia in the past has changed from Jiangan to Baisan, and it's not all insomnia, he just sleeps too much, and he doesn't sleep like a puppy.

So annoying.

If he couldn't sleep anymore, he might have dark circles under his eyes tomorrow, and he would have to meet Jiang An's parents, Bai San thought desperately.

Turning over again, he closed his eyes and started counting sheep.

"...81 little sheep...181 little sheep..."

Bai San seemed to see a room full of little sheep standing in front of the bed, bleating and sighing. He turned his head to look at the sleeping river bank beside him, turned his head, and sighed again.

I knew I wouldn't sleep at noon.

When he counted the 281st lamb, he felt that he was about to turn into a lamb, and he was still not sleepy. He rubbed his head against the pillow, suspecting that the pillow was too high for a while, and suspected that the pillow was too hard for a while.

In the end, he did some exercise before going to bed for a long time. Because of the people around him, he hugged his arms and rolled under the quilt once, and then rolled twice, trying to exhaust his energy and fall asleep peacefully.

The bed was big and soft, so it shouldn't disturb Jiang An. After rolling a few times, Bai San gradually let go of his guts, hugged the quilt and rubbed and rolled around.

Having fun, he didn't pay attention, and rolled to the side of the bed, half of his body was already in the air, and he was about to roll to the ground.

Although there was a plush carpet beside the bed, he had rolled on it a few times with the puppy in the afternoon. After playing for a while, it was so soft that it didn't hurt at all when it fell, as if it fell into a ball of cotton.

Bai San is still afraid of this kind of volleying, unable to control his body feeling.

One second before landing, Jiang An, who he thought was already asleep, suddenly stretched out his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, pulled him back suddenly with a pull.

"Can't sleep?"

The heart of Bai San who was reined in by the cliff just fell, his breathing was disordered, when he heard Jiang An's slightly hoarse voice and the meaning in his words, he turned over, shrunk his head, looked up like a child who accidentally fell down When the head saw the adults approaching, it instantly felt aggrieved.

I can't make a sound,

When he was lying on the bed and loading quail, the arm around his waist was suddenly released, and his chin was lifted.

Suddenly, Bai San was forcibly turned his head, his face was dazed, and when he didn't realize what happened, he felt that in the dark night, the figure in front of him grew taller, and then, his forehead warmed up.

Jiang An kissed his forehead for the second time, although it was a bit perfunctory, and when he realized it, it seemed as if nothing had happened, and he was already lying on his side on the bed, his voice was a little lazy.

"Go to sleep."

It took a full 2 ​​minutes for Bai San to recover. He suddenly pulled up the quilt to cover himself, his breathing, temperature, and body were all hot, as if he could steam people.

"...I am not a child anymore, you are not allowed to kiss me anymore." He blushed, stretched out his fingertips to poke a gap in the quilt covering his head, and emphasized fiercely, "Only children will kiss me before going to bed." Kiss me, I'm 18 years old."

Jiang An replied twice with sleepiness, stretched out his palm in the dark, and patted his little head through the quilt.

After a while, Bai San poked his head out from under the quilt, his whole body was hot like a fever, he stared at the ceiling, his heart was in chaos, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, it was completely different from the irritability a few minutes ago.

Sleep fell silently.

The next day, Bai San got up with Jiang An.

At six o'clock in the morning, while washing, walking the dog, and having breakfast, I saw Jiang An's mother come back, followed by a young woman who seemed to be an assistant.

Unlike Bai San's imagination, Jiang An's mother is very beautiful, her skin looks better than many 20-year-old girls, and her clothes are trendy and have personality.

He put down his chopsticks, unconsciously clenched his fingers, and looked at Jiang An with some embarrassment, while thinking in his heart that Jiang An should be like his father.

"Drink the milk."

Just as he was talking, Jiang An picked up another bun for him, then got up, and hugged Ms. Xia Sheng, "Long time no see."

Xia Sheng also replied this sentence, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Bai San, who was standing up with Jiang An like a small group, met his eyes, and smiled.

Immediately, she leaned into Jiang An's ear and whispered, "Bring it back."

"Well," Jiang An said softly, "I brought it back."

From the first time I saw Xia Sheng, Bai San felt familiar, until she suddenly smiled just now, Bai San matched Xia Sheng with a figure in his mind, and instantly understood why a stranger he had never seen before , a strange familiarity.

After he understood it, he became more and more at a loss, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"Are you still used to living here?" Xia Sheng took off his long coat, took the tea Jiang An made a minute ago, and sat down in the empty seat next to Bai San, with a friendly smile, like an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time.

Bai San nodded, stumbled and said sorry for sleeping well last night, and for taking the liberty to disturb her on this special festival, New Year's Eve.

He is not very good at dealing with people from his parents' generation, he has never had similar contact, and he is more reserved than ordinary people.

Xia Sheng waved his hand and said with a smile, "I still think the house is deserted on weekdays, and I wish I could have more people. I'm relieved if you're used to living here."

Jiang An's father was still busy with work, so he was a little late and would not be able to come back until New Year's Eve.With this explanation, Xia Sheng seemed to be used to it.

Bai San looked at the river bank and nodded, it was a pity that he couldn't come back early.However, on the one hand, he feels that it is normal for such a family and such a job to get together less and leave more.

Xia Sheng looks friendly, but actually even more friendly.In the afternoon, after Bai San and her made a soufflé together, he spread out on the recliner, drank coconut milk, basking in the bright winter sun, the vague sense of strangeness disappeared completely, and he almost remembered when he was a child. No bedwetting all spit out.

At night, Xia Sheng didn't ask about where he lived, and Bai San still slept in the Jiang'an room.

At this moment, he retracted into the quilt, showing a small head, inadvertently with a smug smile, and whispered to Jiang An.

"Midsummer looks even better than the ones filmed on TV."

Midsummer, a nickname that Xia Sheng's fan club has evolved over the past few years.

Hearing this, Jiang An just chuckled, patted his head, raised his hand and turned off the light, "Go to sleep."

"Oh."

Bai San responded with a muffled sound, lying on the bed and turning over, looking at the river bank with eyes closed and sleeping, turning over again, dawdling, moving and moving.

After a while, just when Jiang An thought the little guy had finally fallen asleep, the little guy stretched out a finger and poked his arm lightly, with a small and soft voice.

"...Aren't you going to kiss today?"

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: a plate of fennel beans;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Aqiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!