Xueba, wake up

Bedtime activities are very boring.

After all, there will be another six monthly exams before the college entrance examination. It is impossible to watch a movie and chat before going to bed if there is nothing to do during school.

Besides, he has just experienced Du Lanzhen's bloody storm at home, so he is not in the mood to play now.

Sitting in front of the desk without words and brushing two pages of questions, He Zhonghe felt physically and mentally exhausted at the moment. He had never felt so tired since he started to study hard during the summer vacation. Looking at the dazzling dense words under the desk lamp was very disturbing.

"Tired." He cleared his throat, stood up and looked at the time. It was only after eleven o'clock, and he usually learned until twelve o'clock when he got home. "Where should I sleep?"

What a tricky question.

"Sleep where you want to sleep." Yan Sheng swiped and wrote special training on math problems, without looking up.

What a sharp answer.

His sofa is not a couch, but a lazy sofa that is too soft to form.

Two of the three bedrooms were empty, no guest bedroom, not even a pull-out bed.

When he was struggling, he heard the sound of the door opening in the corridor.

The building of the family courtyard is an old building, and the sound insulation effect is not ordinary.

Then the mother's roar resounded through the corridor: "He Zhonghe, come back to me!"

Yan Sheng was still writing, and he could hear it very clearly.

He Zhonghe was a little embarrassed, my mother probably realized that he was not at home when she got up at night, and guessed that he came to Yansheng's place.

Annoyed and helpless, he walked over to open the door, his voice full of exhaustion: "Mom, please let me go."

"Just let me go for one night. I'll wash up and go to sleep. Let's rest for a while. I'm really tired and have tightness in my chest."

Du Lanzhen opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

"I've taken the medicine." In fact, he didn't take the medicine tonight, and seeing the medicine, sickness, mother, etc. is very annoying, "Good night, mom."

He tried his best not to slam the door, and gently closed the door.

Du Lanzhen's state has almost returned to normal at the moment, and I don't know if the story can be completely reversed tomorrow morning.

I don't know what thunder will step on her in the future, I don't know what kind of madness she will make.

He Zhonghe took a deep breath, the tightness in his chest was not fake, he was really panicking now, and it wasn't the psychological effect of missing a meal of medicine.

Going to the bathroom to wash his face, he leaned on the sink and looked in the mirror, studying and taking exams all these days, the circles under his eyes were blackened.

"Can I sleep in your bed?" He looked at his emaciated self. People on the verge of collapse had no time to think about whether it was suitable. He just wanted to get up on the bed and end the day quickly.

Hearing the voice, Yan Sheng turned a page: "Huh?"

"I want to sleep in your bed." He Zhonghe said.

Two seconds of silence.

"Sleep." Yan Sheng said.

Before taking a bath, He Zhonghe wanted to go home to get his pajamas, but he still didn't go after hesitating.

"Put some pajamas on." He dragged his feet and walked to Yansheng's side.

Yan Sheng didn't say a word, he got up and went to the closet to look through his clothes, then took out a set of brown pajamas of his own, and threw it to him: "Make do with it."

"It's not that particular." He Zhonghe caught it and went into the bathroom.

It's been an hour and a half since I took a bath, during which time Yansheng listened to it three times in the bathroom, and thought he was fainted.

It’s enjoyable to take a hot bath, empty your brain, put aside all kinds of knowledge questions you squeezed, and throw aside the annoying things, drench your head with warm water, stand under the warm light, There is a holy feeling of being reborn.

While intoxicated with holiness, there was a knock on the bathroom door, and He Zhonghe came back to his senses.

"Haven't you finished washing?" Yan Sheng asked outside the station.

"End..." He Zhonghe turned off the nozzle, and shivered as soon as the hot water stopped, he quickly turned it on again, "Nothing."

In the end, he kept moaning until after twelve o'clock before he came out of the bathroom with a holy radiance: "Damn, the warm light was turned on too much just now, and everything turned green when I came out."

"Is there a toothbrush?" he asked.

"There are disposable ones on the shelf." Yan Sheng said.

He turned over the shelves.More than that, there is a huge box, disposable toothbrush, disposable toothpaste, disposable small soap and disposable shower gel and shampoo.

Moreover, the packaging of these disposable daily necessities did not have the words of a certain hotel printed on them. I don't know why Yansheng bought so many of these things.

He Zhonghe studied the toothbrush in his hand while brushing his teeth, mumbling vaguely: "It's convenient for anyone to come to your house, right?"

Yan Sheng sat at the desk and smiled, ignoring him. This man fell into the Mariana Trench in a mood tonight, and his speech was full of yin and yang.

However, He Zhonghe obviously not only brought a little gunpowder smell, but also a big cannon|cannon no matter what: "You might as well renovate a B&B, and everyone who comes to live here can experience the life of a male high school student, how fresh it is."

Yan Sheng still ignored him, he always couldn't think of the point, even when he saw a box of disposable daily necessities, he could think of it so much.

After He Zhonghe entered the bedroom, Yansheng took a shower and tidied up, and went in after a while, closed the bedroom door and glanced at him: "Go to sleep."

"Ah..." He Zhonghe was still quite upset at first, but he was a little stunned when he saw him close the door.

The two scented men stayed in a small airtight space for an instant.

"Why do you close the door when you live by yourself at night?" He Zhonghe said.

"When the door was open and the light was turned off, it was dark at the door." Yan Sheng said.

Seems reasonable.

He Zhonghe didn't say anything.

In fact, he was too busy to be irritable just now, and now he realized that it meant that the two of them were going to sleep in the same room tonight.

And it's a bed.

He Zhonghe was flustered with embarrassment, he really wanted to tell Yansheng that you should go sleep somewhere else, but this was his bed, and there was no other place to sleep.

He also wanted to say that I should go to sleep somewhere else, at worst I would make a bed on the floor so that it would be warm against the floor.

But just now, when he said to Yansheng "I want to sleep in your bed" with an undeniable tone, it was not like this cowardly tone, it was like robbing a civilian girl.

He Zhonghe sniffed guiltily, and got under the quilt: "Come in."

After saying this, he really wanted to slap himself.

Ahhhhhhhh so fucking weird!

At this time, Hu Hu walked to the door of the bedroom and opened it, let out a "meow", and looked at the two strange people.

Being watched by another pair of eyes, He Zhonghe became even more irritable and panicked: "...What's wrong with this cat, who taught it to open the door?"

"Not only can I open the door, but I can also open the window. I am self-taught." However, Yan Sheng took the quilt from the closet and went out: "I sleep on the sofa."

"Hey!" He Zhonghe managed to build up his mental health, and he felt a little lost when he left, "Can you sleep on that sofa!"

"Yes, just curl up."

"Where you sleep, the cat steps on your face in the middle of the night and shits on your head!"

"No, it's very good."

"The living room is full of darkness!"

"I'm not afraid."

"..." He Zhonghe looked at him, feeling completely defeated, "Can I sleep here?"

Although there is a quilt for each person, and they are not too close to touch each other, they can still feel it very clearly when the other party moves slightly.

The windows and doors are closed, the room is very quiet, and the curtains are relatively blackout, so that the street lights, car lights and lights of various buildings outside cannot penetrate.

"Don't turn it over," Yan Sheng's voice sounded in his ear, it sounded lower than usual, "It's already golden on both sides."

He Zhonghe sighed, turned his head to look at the profile of his face: "I can't sleep."

"You don't have to be so excited to sleep with me." Yan Sheng said.

"Yansheng."

"Ok?"

"Sometimes you don't smoke very much."

Yan Sheng smiled, not only could he hear it, but he could also feel it while sleeping on the same bed.

"Thursday tomorrow, isn't it?" he asked.

He Zhonghe thought for a while: "Yes."

"What are the arrangements for this week's big break?" Yan Sheng asked.

That's a good question. The original arrangement was that the birthday coincided with the big break, so I invited him and Shi Yujie to have a meal, sing and relax, or take time off as my mother originally planned to travel around the world as an adult gift. No need to think about it, he is not in the mood for eating and singing, his mother's weird state has been lurking and may erupt at any time, his irritability is estimated to last for a while.

"Let's study." He Zhonghe said.

Since this birthday is not over, there is nothing else to do, continue to study, and fight with my mother.

At most, I can go skateboarding again to relax, the board is covered with dust under the bed.

Anyway, how boring and how to live, strange sad.

"Don't just keep learning," Yan Sheng said slowly while lying on his back, "Take a break if you can't turn."

"That's not true." He Zhonghe paused, "Do you still want to go to S University?"

"Well, it's there without accident." Yan Sheng said.

"Why didn't you consider those two? See what you mean and you'll block the admissions office as soon as you finish the exam." He Zhonghe was actually quite puzzled.

Yan Sheng smiled: "I value majors more, chicken head and phoenix tail, it would be so annoying if I was transferred to a major at that time, besides, S University is also awesome."

"What major?" He Zhonghe was a little curious.

"Architecture." Yan Sheng said.

I am very envious of Yansheng's sense of clear direction. He has been studying hard these days, but he is actually very confused. He is getting higher and higher grades, but there is nowhere he wants to go. After all, studying is just trying to break free. It's just the shackles his mother put on him.

"I don't know where to go yet." He Zhonghe's voice was muffled.

He remembered that Han Ziru often chatted with him during the summer vacation, and also mentioned S University, and now she is preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination to fight for a place in the school.

Just like a headless fly, I will become an adult the day after tomorrow, and the future is at a loss.

"Don't think too much." Yan Sheng turned over and leaned towards him, "Sleep, I'm going to get up again in five hours."

As soon as they turned around, the two were very close.

"...Can you sleep that way." He Zhonghe said.

"I can't." Yan Sheng pulled up the quilt, probably because he was sleepy, his voice was a little hoarse.

It was the first time He Zhonghe heard his dazed, lazy voice, and it was in such an unserious environment.

It was very warm in the bed, and He Zhonghe was also a little sleepy: "I found that when you have a nice voice, you don't twitch so much."

"Then I've never been in a hurry." Yan Sheng deliberately lowered his voice again, "Aren't you a bit of a dog-faced dog, so you think I'm quite attractive, or I'm quite attractive to you."

He Zhonghe felt a little dizzy, the quilt might be too thick, his face was very hot now: "Any comments?"

"No." Yan Sheng smiled.

After staying with him for a long time, He Zhonghe's face became thicker and thicker: "Then you don't look like a dog? A handsome guy like me, a freshman, dangles in front of your eyes every day. In fact, you are so beautiful."

"Maybe a little too." Yan Sheng said, "So you recruited me."

He Zhonghe felt that something in the air exploded in an instant, making him dizzy, and he seemed to be melting under the quilt.