Plan carefully

Sleepwalking, what kind of state is it, probably the state I am in now, light and dizzy, feeling that everything around me is so unreal.

Han Muyu is right behind me, his ordinary words and actions can easily create or destroy my dreams.

It's not that I don't understand how fragile and helpless my happiness is at the moment, like a ripe dandelion, it only needs his breath to scatter in all directions.My endless thoughts, these joys and sorrows, these indescribable sourness, sweetness and pain, in the final analysis, are just self-indulgent.Rao is that I like Han Muyu so much that I can't help but feel dizzy, and he may not feel it at all.That cool and lonely temperament told me that he was used to being alone.He knows that I treat him well, so he is also kind to me, just like no one can show a cold face to a person who is rushing to treat him well, so he is also kind to me!To be honest, I have always had a feeling that I might not be able to catch up with that fat guy Yang Xiaofei in his heart. When they suffered together, I drank tea and complained about the society.This understanding is really frustrating, I am not convinced from the bottom of my heart, why?I'm [-]% okay with him!How can you play tricks on him like Fatty Yang?

How naive, the idea!How do the cucumbers in your shed understand the silent wheat seedlings under the frozen snow?The kind of tenacious struggle and longing for new life that you never had?No comparison! No comparison!

At the same time, I also found out that people in their 20s who have a secret crush are really... useless!

That person is by my side, that person is my friend... Dreaming while awake, sleepwalking while awake; Satisfaction mixed with loss, loss but still satisfaction.

I always keep a constant speed or even deceleration. I never rush to time when crossing the intersection, and obediently wait for the green light. Han Muyu doesn’t seem to have any objection to my approach. He is patient and leisurely, and occasionally asks me to look at a certain car. license plate number.

There are always people who don't obey the traffic rules, so I started to drive slowly to cross the road. A black car swerved in the straight traffic without even turning on the turn signal, and flew past me sideways.I was frightened into a cold sweat, braked quickly, put my feet on the ground, and the wheels screamed harshly.

"Damn, someone reported the funeral for your family, didn't you? Hurry up, hurry up?" I cursed incomprehensibly.In the gray night, the black Sonata with the license plate of five nines drifted away at a suicidal frenzy. "Damn, sooner or later, I will be killed!" I cursed viciously.

Before I took a deep breath, I realized that something was wrong. When I looked down, there were hands on my waist, and my heart jumped again after I calmed down a little.It must be that Han Muyu was unprepared when I slammed on the brakes just now, and helped me out of inertia.Of course, the reason is not important, what is important is that his hand is still on my waist.I was so embarrassed that I didn't even dare to turn my head, "Then what, Mu Yu, sit down and let's go!"

He let go of his hand without embarrassment, sat down again, and replied, "Okay!"

It turned out that I was the only one who took it seriously, and people didn't pay attention at all, as if nothing happened.

Actually, you did it on purpose, didn't you?I was overwhelmed thinking in my heart, you recruited me, it's none of my business!

After dinner, I went back to the dormitory and found out the labor insurance supplies that the unit gave us.From time to time, the unit will send us some towels, washing powder, toothpaste, shampoo, etc., and we can't use them up every time.I searched a few times and found three bottles of hand cream, which were still within the expiration date, so I put on my down jacket, carried these things, and went out with peace of mind.

The reason for this visit is very good, because I caught a glimpse of someone's hand on my waist. The skin is not only rough, but also has many small cracks and scabs on the back of the hand, which really needs protection.Car washers are exposed to dirty water every day, and they don’t wear rubber gloves. It’s no wonder that their hands don’t freeze in the cold weather. Anyway, I don’t need these hand creams here. It’s better to give them away than to keep them expired. its use.

There were three knocks on the door, and it was Han Muyu himself who came to open the door.

"I guess it's you," he said, the first sentence, before letting me in.

"Why?" I asked.When he entered the house, he realized that he was alone in the house.

"That person won't knock on the door when he comes back!" Han Muyu pointed to a bed, asked me to sit down, and rushed the only small electric fan towards me.

This is the first time I have entered this room, with white wall panels, white lights, vertical and horizontal iron shelves, most of the beds on the ground are empty, and various tools and work clothes are piled up in the corners.To be honest, it's a bit messy, but of course, where a group of men live, how can you expect it to be tidy?If it is tidy, Han Muyu's bed where I am sitting is relatively tidy. At least the quilt and pillows are neatly folded and placed at the head of the bed, unlike the other bed that is separated by two empty beds, where the quilt and pillows are lying on the bed. bed.In addition to the chaos, another feeling is the cold. I came in from the outside and didn't feel any temperature difference.Now that the electric heater is facing me, I still dare not unbutton the down jacket.

"Then why do you think it's me? Could it be someone else?" I continued with the question just now.

Han Muyu poured a glass of water from a thermos bottle and handed it to me. He used the inferior thermos bottle that our bank gave him.He watched me put the water to his lips and took a sip, and said, "No reason, I just think it's you!"

I was almost choked by this answer, and I didn't know how to respond for a moment. I hesitated and reached for the bag at hand, and quickly handed it to him, "I see that your hands are very cracked, and your work is always in the water. When the cold wind blows again, it is easy to crack and freeze. This is the hand cream issued by our unit. I can't use it up, and it will expire after leaving it. Let me show you."

He casually took out a tube, opened the cap and smelled it, "It smells so good!" He said with a frown.

"Oh, don't be picky, just make do with it, isn't it just to protect your hands?" I said, "Are you afraid that others will laugh at you?"

He shook his head, "It's not that I'm afraid of jokes, I just think it's strange that a man has such a smell!"

"What's so weird about it? People in our unit are all wearing this, and I do too, really!" Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, he took the tube of hand cream in his hand, intending to apply some of it himself as a demonstration After a while, under his gaze, I became restless, nervous, and squeezed too much.

There was a big white lump on the back of my hand, and I couldn't suck it back. I was in a dilemma, but I saw Han Muyu looking like he was watching the show with a smile or not.Why do I always look distraught and embarrassed in front of him?This question couldn't help but make me angry, so I smiled, being as straightforward as possible, but I grabbed his hand unexpectedly.