Talking tablemates chase after me

It wasn't until Ding Jinyu's exposed skin on his chest was burned by the hot air from the hair dryer in his hand that he came back to his senses.

"Give……"

He turned off the hair dryer in some embarrassment and put it on the small table. He saw Ming Xi coming out of the shower and changing into a light blue cotton pajamas, which gave people a sense of comfort just right.

Ming Xi shook her head playfully, dispelling the subtle embarrassment in the room, "I've blown it."

He walked over with dimples on his face, and put the glass next to the hair dryer; while pulling away the two quilts on the bed, he turned his head and pointed to the glass on the table, "Drink and go to bed early."

Ding Jinyu was like a robot who received instructions, nodded and walked past Mingxi, climbed onto the bed and lay down with his back facing Mingxi, covering himself under the quilt.

After a while, the light outside the quilt dimmed, and he heard two soft "creaks" from the wooden bed, and the mattress beside him slowly sank.

He didn't know if it was because of being covered in the quilt, but he felt a little difficult to breathe.

He slowly lifted the quilt, and his eyes were blinded by the cluster of light in Ming Xi's hand.

Ming Xi leaned against the bed and checked her phone, pretending not to know that Ding Jinyu was still awake.

Ding Jinyu huddled on the inside of the bed and pretended to sleep, feeling that the time passed slower than a few seconds. After a long time, there were several "creaking" sounds from Ming Xi's direction, like the sound of glass rubbing against wood.

"I know you can't sleep." Ming Xi patted Ding Jinyu's shoulder lightly, and pressed his face against the temperature of the glass, "It's not cold yet, drink it."

Ding Jinyu couldn't pretend anymore, she struggled to get out of bed, and leaned against the head of the bed with Ming Xi.

"You..." He took the glass offered by Ming Xi, "What did Ding Yinan tell you?"

"Sister Nan didn't say anything, she just said that your parents are not around, so there must be no place to go...just..." Ming Xi answered honestly, turned to look at Ding Jinyu, hesitated to speak, "You..."

Borrowing the faint white light from the phone screen, Ding Jinyu turned her head and saw Ming Xi's worried eyes. The information in it was far more than what Ming Xi said.

He looked at the phone screen vigilantly, and in Du Niang's search bar, he saw those familiar and harsh words——

Flunitrate/azepam.

"You..." Ding Jinyu took a deep breath and gently closed his eyes, "Did you find out that day?"

The day the "love letter" was sent.

"I suspected for a long time whether you didn't sleep well at night, so you always dozed off in class." Ming Xi said softly, "But I didn't know for sure until that day."

"I'm sorry, my deskmate." He reached out and pressed the screen of the phone off, "I didn't mean to."

The glass in hand was tirelessly conveying the warm temperature in this winter, Ding Jinyu didn't say anything, and poured down the whole glass of milk with his head raised.

He casually put the empty cup back on the bedside table, and after a soft "click", he retracted into the quilt again; and Ming Xi's voice in this quiet and warm night was as soft as the radio anchor of the night emotion channel——

"Flonitrate/azepam are used for preoperative sedation and various insomnia; common adverse reactions include drowsiness, dizziness, fatigue, etc.; low addiction, but drug resistance is easy to develop during treatment."

"so--"

"Eat less or eat less."

Ding Jinyu didn't know why Mingxi was able to fully recite the properties of the medicine; he only heard a few rustlings around him, probably because his deskmate also lay down.

After a long time, he heard Ming Xi sigh softly.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to check you, it's just—"

The last time he heard Ming Xi's serious, even a bit lonely voice, was the first time Ming Xi talked to him about his sister's eyes that night under the street lamp.

"It's just that I have eaten it before." Ming Xi said softly.

"At that time, my dad would also make me a cup of hot milk every night, using my sister's milk powder." He said with a chuckle, "How about—"

"In the future, if you can't sleep, I will coax you like my sister, right?"

"When telling stories at night, my sister asked me to call him Princess Elsa, what should I call you?"

"Princess Jasmine?"

Ding Jinyu lay with his back to Ming Xi from the beginning to the end, not knowing how to react.

But very quickly, he felt a hand gently pat his back.

At this moment, the completely dark space seemed to have completely eliminated the invisible barrier between the two after the school celebration.

From the moment he was in the square just now, Mingxi didn't know why he wanted to hug Ding Jinyu so much; it was just that after looking at the soft and real tablemate in the mirror just now, he really wanted to hug Ding Jinyu. a hug.

Now even through the thick quilt, he still seems to be able to feel Ding Jinyu's tense shoulders.

Hearing the sound of Ding Jinyu's gradual and even breathing, he gently hugged Ding Jinyu from behind, even in his sleep, he couldn't fully let go of his nervousness and helplessness.

"My princess—" he said softly and softly, "good night."