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"I was given a few more drinks by some rebellious officials and thieves, so I'm not drunk." Liang Suinian closed his eyes, raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Xie Jiaran tilted his head to look at him, and saw that he stood there quietly as if he had forgotten what to do, and did not move for a while.

It's been so long that he wanted to remind him loudly, but Liang Suinian suddenly put his eyes on him, and finally remembered something: "Oh, yes, you have to take a shower first, people who smell bad don't deserve to stay in 305."

Xie Jiaran: "..."

It turns out that "not too drunk" can also be referred to as "not drunk", right?

Xie Jiaran had never taken care of a drunk, but judging from Liang Suinian's situation, he probably didn't need him to take care of him.

So he turned his head and watched him open the closet and take out his pajamas in an orderly manner before entering the bathroom. While replying to Lin Shan's news, he paid attention to the movement coming from the bathroom, so that he could find out the accident as soon as it happened.

The sound of water inside lasted for nearly 10 minutes and then stopped, followed by the brief whirring of the hair dryer, and finally the sound of the door opening and the sound of wet footsteps.

However, it only lasted a few steps before disappearing, and there was no sound for a long time, and no one came in.

Xie Jiaran was absent-minded, and began to look in the direction of the balcony frequently.

After a while, I finally couldn't bear to put down my phone, got up and walked over.

The quiet person was holding on to the balcony railing and blowing the air.

His gaze was directed at the vast darkness, and he didn't know what he was looking at. He turned his head to look at the sound when he heard the sound. The night wind blew his forehead hair, revealing a larger area of ​​smooth forehead.

Xie Jiaran was slightly startled, her eyes stayed on his face for a moment before turning to the ends of his hair.

It's easy to catch a cold with wet hair like this, he thought in a daze.

The light on the balcony was a bit dim, and he couldn't see whether Liang Sunian's hair was half-dry or fully dry.

He reached out his hand to touch it to confirm, but Liang Suinian stood up straight in the middle of his movement, stopped him halfway, and his hand naturally fell into the palm of his hand.

As if studying something interesting, he looked over it over and over again, squeezed it, and when Xie Jiaran wanted to pull his hand uncomfortably, he let him go first.

—and raised his hand to scratch his chin instead.

The brain that was hit by alcohol could not notice the other's frozen body, and the back of his finger gently slid along the chin, gently rubbing against the boy's slightly cool earlobe.

Xie Jiaran stared fixedly at Liang Sunian, seeing the misty smile in his eyes, even his breathing slowed down.

A gust of cool wind passed by, blowing away the haze in his eyes a little.

Liang Suinian's eyebrows twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but it was a pity that Qingming only lasted a second, and he was dragged into confusion again.

He frowned, retracted his hand in distress, and forgot what he wanted to say.

Xie Jiaran exhaled quietly, and took a half step back without any trace, so that the wet smell lingering on the tip of her nose would not be so strong.

"If you feel dizzy, go to sleep." He said, "Just sleep and you'll be fine."

Liang Sunian's reaction was a bit slow, and he looked at him quietly for a while before nodding and saying yes, then turned and entered the dormitory.

Xie Jiaran looked at the darkness that Liang Suinian had been staring at for a long time, and raised his hand to touch his earlobe.

It's not cold anymore, it's getting hot quietly.

Liang Su Nian's wine taste is really good, he doesn't talk too much when he's drunk, he doesn't talk too much, and he doesn't drink like crazy, so if he was asked to go to bed, he really climbed into bed and lay down obediently, he didn't know why he caused trouble.

Xie Jiaran looked back at him a few times, and saw that he had been maintaining a prone sleeping position, his side face seemed to be looking in his direction, the quilt was folded on the other side, and he didn't know how to pull it over to cover it.

"..."

Why is it a bit silly.

The autumn night has already dissipated the heat, and it will still be a little cold in the early morning. Liang Suinian is wearing short-sleeved shorts. If he really sleeps like this until midnight, it is possible to wake up from the cold.

Xie Jiaran got up and came to his bed, lifted the mosquito net, pulled the quilt over to cover him, turned her head, and the person lying on the pillow with arms bent was looking at him lazily with half-opened eyes.

Xie Jiaran silently recalled how his mother took care of Uncle Lu when he came home drunk, and softly asked Liang Suinian: "You, do you want to drink some water before going to bed?"

Liang Suinian let out a vague "um" from his nasal cavity.

Xie Jiaran took his cup and poured a cup of warm water, then returned to the bedside and handed it to him.

Liang Suinian didn't pick it up right away, he turned his head to look at Xie Jiaran who was looking up at him, and tapped the pillow twice thoughtfully with his fingertips.

His eyes suddenly brightened a little, and he remembered what he wanted to say but forgot on the balcony.

Seeing him propping up his upper body and stretching out his hand, Xie Jiaran handed the water glass forward for his convenience.

Unexpectedly, the other party directly skipped the water glass, locked his wrist with five fingers and gently pulled it forward, leaned closer, propped his right elbow on the edge of the bed, supported his chin with his fingertips, and rubbed his thumb all the way from his cheek to the edge of the bed. lips.

"Kitty."

The corner of his mouth raised a happy arc: "Don't you keep meowing every time you see me?"

Relying on the close distance, he simply pressed his forehead against Xie Jiaran's, rubbing the tip of his nose vaguely.

Xie Jiaran was enveloped by his breath, and his brain quietly stopped.

He stared blankly at the pair of deep and beautiful eyes, and at the same time as the touch of his lips came, his heart skipped a beat.

Liang Suinian slid his fingertips to the corner of his lips, and pressed lightly.

The smile is mixed with pampering and teasing, and there is also a hint of coaxing: "Hey, meow?"