缠绵 游戏

Drunkenness feels a bit like high fever.

Feeling dizzy, as if sitting on a boat, my forehead is hot and my thinking is not smooth.

In the middle of the night, the hospital only had an emergency department, and there was no way to make a diagnosis immediately, so we could only do some emergency treatment first.

After a lot of tossing, when the water was finally hung, it was already 03:30 in the morning.

Jing Tian leaned on the recliner in the infusion room, and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.But he didn't sleep well, he kept dreaming and woke up from time to time.

He dreamed that he woke up in the school infirmary in high school, and the teacher told him that he fell on the stairs and fell asleep for half an hour.If there is no other discomfort, you can go back to the classroom for class.

Walking into the classroom, everyone lowered their heads, their faces blurred, books were stacked high on the table, and only the rustling sound of writing could be heard in their ears.

There is no Zheng Xunqian, no Yang Yue, and he is not in A University.There are only the upcoming college entrance examination and his thick glasses.

Standing in front of the classroom podium, he thought in a trance, could it be that everything was a dream, his own imagination?

But why would he come up with those things?His world is so narrow, two points and one line, classes and books occupy most of his time.Such a him would actually get tattoos in his dreams, kiss and make love with a strange but charming boy in his dreams.

With resistance and intense grief, he soon awoke.Then he found that there was a person holding his hand.

That hand was not tightly held, but it was very warm, which brought him a lot of peace of mind and comfort, and made him feel relieved unconsciously.

Before confirming who it was, his consciousness fell into chaos again.

In the wild dream, he pulled a person's hand vigorously, but the person pushed him away impatiently.

"Enough is enough." The other party told him.

He looked down at his empty hands and asked, "Why do you look at me so badly?"

"You think too much," the other party's tone was extremely calm, even indifferent, "We don't know each other at all."

He raised his head and looked at each other.

After seeing the other person's appearance clearly, he was in a trance for a while.

Not familiar?Zheng Xunqian, how could we not be familiar with each other?

Zheng Xunqian's expression was not as indifferent as his tone, but it was enough to make Jing Tian sad.

"You are really annoying." Zheng Xunqian said to him without any concealment.

Jing Tian wanted to say sorry, but also wanted to say, please don't hate me.But in the end, what he said was all insincere words.

"It's right to be annoying," he deliberately amplified the volume in order to bluff, "I just don't want to make you comfortable."

After speaking, he turned and strode away.

After walking two steps, Zheng Xunqian's voice calling him came from behind: "Jing Tian, ​​Jing Tian!"

He turned around quickly, but there was nothing in sight.Zheng Xunqian was gone.

When he was at a loss, the calling sounded again.

"Jing Tian? Are you okay?"

Opening his eyes again, his hand was still being held, but this time, it was held tightly.

Zheng Xunqian frowned and looked at him with concern: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Jing Tian shook his head and wanted to speak, but he couldn't make a sound because his throat was too dry.

Zheng Xunqian raised his hand, touched his forehead, and said, "The fever is gone, aren't you feeling well?"

Jing Tian looked at his face, breathed a sigh of relief, and shook his head again.

Zheng Xunqian smiled at him.It was completely different from Cai Cai's dream, and made Jing Tian feel extremely at ease.

"Let's sleep again." Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian obediently closed his eyes.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, he was already in the small study room of the library.

This is a familiar and comfortable place for him, but the desk in front of him is not the tablet computer and books and exercise books that he is used to.

He quickly remembered why he was here.

The sports meeting is coming soon, and he promised Zhao Qinqing to help make banners and props for Yingyuan, but he didn't want to play games with Yang Yue and forget the time, and was stopped outside the library because he was holding milk tea in his hand.

By the time he finally came in, the production was drawing to a close.In order to express his apology, he took the initiative to take over the finishing work and was busy in the small study room alone.

Jing Tian looked at the neatly folded banners and cardboard boxes in front of him, and then at the person sitting at the table, dozing off with his eyes closed.

Zheng Xunqian fell asleep.

He rested his chin on one hand, with books in front of him, nodding his head.

Jing Tian tiptoed up to him, turned around him for half a circle, and bent down to look at his face carefully.

Even in his dream, he could feel the restless beating in his chest.

The whole world was extremely quiet, he raised his hand and covered his left chest, trying to suppress the only noise.

After that, he held his breath, approached little by little, and carefully and reverently pressed his lips on Zheng Xunqian's skin.He closed his eyes when he approached, because he was too nervous, he couldn't be sure for a moment whether it was Zheng Xunqian's cheek or his chin that he touched.

After a short stay, he backed away quickly with panic and secret joy, opened his eyes, and saw Zheng Xunqian's surprised eyes.

In the dream, he yelled in panic, and then he opened his eyes suddenly again.

"What's wrong?" The hand holding him tightly moved slightly, "Have you had a nightmare again?"

Jing Tian turned his head away.Zheng Xunqian was sitting on the seat beside him, squinting, with a sleepy look on his face.

Seeing Jing Tian stunned and silent, Zheng Xunqian yawned, adjusted his sitting posture slightly, stretched out his other hand, and touched his cheek.

"Sit for a while if you can't sleep well, the water is almost finished." He told Jing Tian.

Jing Tian raised his head, and there was really not much left in the infusion bag hanging high.

"In less than an hour, the outpatient clinic will be able to register," Zheng Xunqian told him, "Let's wait a while and go back after a formal inspection, shall we?"

Jing Tian still didn't say a word, just stared at his face in a daze.

Zheng Xunqian flicked on his forehead: "Stupid?"

Jing Tian shook his head quickly.

"Not feeling well?" Zheng Xunqian asked again.

Jing Tian finally spoke with a hoarse voice: "No."

The high fever should have subsided, and there is no obvious discomfort in the stomach, and the influence of alcohol has gradually faded in these few hours.He was just sleepy and lethargic.

Zheng Xunqian thought of something again, and asked tentatively: "...do you remember what happened yesterday?"

Jing Tian hesitated for a moment.

Just like last time, his memory is not very clear, but it is roughly complete, but there are some parts that he really doesn't want to recall.

He hoped that Zheng Xunqian would also forget about it quickly.

"Really forget?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

Jing Tian bit his lip and shook his head. After that, he took a shallow breath and said, "I probably remember, and I also remembered some things from the past."

Zheng Xunqian wanted to ask, but just as he was about to speak, he looked up at the infusion bag and said, "Let's talk about it later."

After speaking, he got up and ran to the nurse's desk.

After the needle was pulled out, the infused arm was still cool.

Zheng Xunqian covered his forearm with his hands, rubbing it slowly and gently, trying to make him warm up quickly.

"What did you remember?" He repeated the old incident.

Jing Tian didn't answer his question, but asked, "Why are you so nice to me?"

Zheng Xunqian glanced at him, but didn't make a sound.

"You used to hate me very much." Jing Tian said.

"Is there?" Zheng Xunqian shook his head, "Did you remember wrongly?"

Jing Tian pursed his lips.

After a while, seeing that he was silent, Zheng Xunqian asked again: "What did you remember?"

"A lot of things." Jing Tian said.

Zheng Xunqian paused.

"...I know I'm really annoying," Jing Tian said in a small voice, "It's normal to be unbearable."

No little girl likes a boy who keeps pulling her braids all day long.Regardless of the original intention, it was an extremely annoying expression after all.

Zheng Xunqian bothered him and didn't want to talk to him, it would make him sad, but there was nothing to say.

It's normal for him to hate him.

It's really weird that he's being so nice to him now.

"I was really inexplicable at that time," Jing Tianyue said in a softer voice, "It seemed sick."

"It doesn't count," Zheng Xunqian looked at him again, "it's just that the way of expressing feelings is a little childish."

Jing Tian turned his head away.

He remembered not only Zheng Xunqian's astonished eyes in the dream, but also his own stupid actions after that when he panicked.

He fled in despair, and only after he got out of the library did he realize that he still had the key to the small study room, so he had to bite the bullet and go back.

Pushing open the door of the small study room, Zheng Xunqian was still there, standing at the door, about to leave.

He walked in nervously with his head down, Zheng Xunqian leaned against the door frame and watched quietly.

After a while, Zheng Xunqian asked abruptly, "Do you like me?"

In a panic, he scattered the half-packed things all over the floor.

"What you did just now was sexual harassment." Zheng Xunqian said again.

He squatted on the ground, lowered his head and silently tidied up those things one by one, realizing that Zheng Xunqian was still looking at him, and said, "I'm sorry."

Zheng Xunqian was surprised: "You actually apologize?"

Of course he will apologize.

The things he is best at are saying sorry and treating people to dinner.

When he feels sorry, scared, overwhelmed, and nervous, he will subconsciously apologize and say sorry.

This is not a good habit. He spent two years trying very hard to correct it, and swallowed these three words from his throat countless times.

But there are rare occasions when he really should admit his mistake.

He was guilty and annoyed, full of regret, and a little scared, not daring to look up.

Until Zheng Xunqian sighed shallowly and said, "Don't do this again next time."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Leaving him standing alone in the small study room, thinking to himself, what exactly does "this" refer to?

Stop bugging me all the time, or stop sexually harassing me?

Now Jing Tian still can't tell the answer.

He just felt that with Zheng Xunqian's attitude towards him at the beginning, he shouldn't be treating him so well now.

"I remember you last night...that..." He looked at Zheng Xunqian's hand still covering his forearm, and said, "You...that harassed me."

"……that?"

"Well, that."

"Which is that?"

"..."

Zheng Xunqian looked at him with a funny face.

Jing Tian took a deep breath: "You sexually harassed me."

Zheng Xunqian laughed out loud.