I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

Her heart was at ease, but Wen Yu couldn't fall asleep.

The temperature of the air conditioner jumped high, and it was not too cold to put his hands outside the quilt. After holding it for a long time, Wen Yu found that his palms began to sweat slowly.

Want to shrink back?

She stiffened her arms and hesitated in her heart. Zhang Youyuan, who was on the opposite bed, seemed to be playing with her mobile phone. When she turned over, she revealed a light blue screen light.

"Knock-knock--" Someone knocked on the door, followed by a female voice, "Please don't play with your mobile phone after the lights are turned off at 602."

"Tsk, I'll just probe for a while to get some air." Zhang Youyuan complained in a low voice, then she turned off her phone, lay flat, and her breathing gradually stabilized.

In the dormitory at this time, there was no other movement except the sound of the air conditioner. It seemed that everyone was asleep, so Wen Yu turned his head to look at Song Qiulin who was on the opposite bed.

She turned sideways facing the wall, her smooth black hair was spread on the pillow, and the pillow cover under her head touched the back of Wen Yu's hand, it was very soft.

Maybe she fell asleep...Then it's okay for her to draw her hand back, Wen Yu stared at Song Qiulin's head and thought.

The moment Wen Yu pulled her hand, Song Qiulin moved. She raised her upper body, looked at Wen Yu, scratched her palm with her fingers, and asked in a shallow nasal voice.

"Ok?"

Wen Yu shrank his fingers, being tickled by her.

"It won't be comfortable for you to sleep in this way." She leaned close to the head of the bed and whispered.

Song Qiulin suffers from insomnia, and has high requirements for the sleeping environment. It is difficult to sleep well in a crowded place like a dormitory, plus this awkward posture...

Because it was winter, there was no mosquito net on the bed of the two of them, so Wen Yu put half of his head on Song Qiulin's territory.

The faint yellow light in the corridor shines in from the small skylight at the top of the door, and from Song Qiulin's perspective, Wen Yu's slightly widened round eyes can just be seen clearly.

She smiled silently, and hooked her fingers at Wen Yu.

Relying on those eyes, Wen Yu could see very clearly in the dark, seeing Song Qiulin's movements, he leaned towards her again without knowing why.

Song Qiulin lowered her eyes, staring at the earlobe that was close to her mouth. She couldn't see clearly at night, but the scent of the slightly milky shower gel on the girl's body was very obvious, and her heart felt a little itchy.

"Then you come to sleep, I don't have to stretch out my hand."

Tang Yi, who was in the shop opposite Song Qiulin, suddenly turned his lower body, as if seeing their strange movements, he kicked the quilt with his feet and turned back quickly.

However, because of this movement, Wen Yu looked like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on, and pulled back abruptly, shrinking into the quilt.

Song Qiulin saw the spherical object crumpled into a ball in the darkness, hooked his lips, and smiled again.

Wen Yu didn't sleep well that night.

She didn't recognize the bed or sleep lightly, but the feeling of being head to head with someone, so close that she could smell the fragrance from the other's hair, she couldn't get used to it.

If it is a closer pose, they have also had it.

When she turned into a cat, she nestled in her arms, in a hotel in city C, and even had a heart-to-heart conversation under the same blanket back to back.

But everything is different from now.

It seems that they should have such a close relationship without any conditions. This way of getting along is natural and comfortable, but this sense of nature is indeed the source of Wen Yu's inability to sleep peacefully all night.

It's too unreal, but the mood is like a light feather, which will fly into the air when the wind blows.

Wen Yu covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, forcing herself to sleep quickly, so from the beginning of lying flat to the end of kicking the quilt, most of her legs were exposed outside the bed, and she couldn't sleep well during the long posture changes.

In the middle of the night, Wen Yu vaguely heard the sound of someone walking towards the toilet, so he subconsciously looked up at Song Qiulin's bed.

empty.

Going to the bathroom, so she waited for a while with her eyes open, and estimated at least 10 minutes, but Song Qiulin hadn't returned yet.

Didn't she faint?

Thinking about it, Wen Yu put on his slippers on tiptoe, approached the toilet, only to find that the door was not closed, it was half open, and Song Qiulin was half bent over, as if he was spitting something into the toilet.

"At the same table, have you vomited? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Song Qiulin" seemed to be frightened, paused for a moment, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and then slowly turned around, looking at the girl standing behind him in plush pajamas and looking straight at him.

"It's okay, you go to sleep." She smiled.

Wen Yu stared at her smile with strange eyes. The smile was light but concealed. She had rarely seen these two feelings in Song Qiulin.

Song Qiulin has always been upright, the kind of person who would calmly say "Yes, I did it, what's the problem?" even if he took advantage of others.

But this smile gave Wen Yu an indescribable familiarity. She always felt that she had seen it before somewhere. She tilted her head in doubt, "Are you really not uncomfortable?"

"No." She smiled again, and pressed the toilet button.

Wen Yu followed her movements and glanced at the toilet, as if some white medicine was wrapped in the water and flushed down the sewer.

"Ok."

After flushing the water, "Song Qiulin" walked towards Wen Yu, "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Wen Yu shook his head, and the rabbit ears on his pajamas moved accordingly.

"Song Qiulin" looked at her and smiled, then suddenly raised his hand to rub her head, then stroked from her bangs to her cheeks, with a very intimate look when he raised his hands and feet.

Wen Yu frowned indistinctly, and the feeling of strangeness in his heart became heavier.

"I want to go, or..." She paused for a moment, her ending became light and ambiguous, "Or do you want to watch here?"

I Cao?Wen Yu was so frightened that the rabbit ears on his head stood up, "No, no, please, remember to close the door!"

……

Early the next morning, Tang Yi, who was the first to wake up, woke up the few people who were lying in bed one by one. Wen Yu squinted his eyes and followed them to wash and dress, then took the test papers brought back last night and walked to the cafeteria.

"Obviously I can wake up later in the dormitory, why do I always feel that I don't get enough sleep." Wen Yu rubbed his face, trying to cheer himself up.

"Normal, it will be fine after you adjust your schedule." Tang Yi said, "There is a line up ahead. Zhang Youyuan and I will go there first. If you want to occupy a seat, send me a message."

"Okay, thank you."

The two of them sat down near the dish opening. Wen Yu shivered from the cold chair, quickly put on a sweater hat and shrank himself into a ball, "At the same table, is your stomach okay? I saw you vomited in the middle of the night yesterday. Quite a long time."

"Ok?"

"You sleepwalking, you can forget all this."

Song Qiulin's eyes changed, but he quickly covered it up again, "It's okay, I'm fine."

"Oh." Wen Yu nodded.

Zhang Youyuan quickly came over with two large plates, and sat down next to Wen Yu, "Huh... I'm exhausted, Wen Yu, you have a big appetite, I've seen a girl who wakes up and eats seven buns in the morning Five eggs and two bowls of porridge."

Wen Yu: "I've never seen me eating breakfast, but you must have seen me eating lunch. Why are you surprised?"

Zhang Youyuan nodded, "Yes."

Wen Yu picked up a vegetable bun with chopsticks and took a big bite. While steaming in his mouth, he hurried to drink the porridge, then moved his mouth and swallowed contentedly.

In this way, it seems that the accommodation is actually not bad, except that the live broadcast is not convenient, and the dormitory manager will knock on the door to warn her if she uses her mobile phone at night, she still needs to eat and drink.

At noon, a few of them used the old method to sneak out and went to Grandma Liu's shop. They were going to go to the cafeteria together at night, but Song Qiulin separated from them downstairs in the teaching building.

"I'll go out for a while, and come back from self-study at night, you can eat by yourself."

"Going to the hospital?" Wen Yu looked at her, "Prescribe more stomach medicine, it probably hurt your stomach."

"okay."

Not long after leaving the school gate, Wen Ziyang called, and Song Qiulin answered it.

"Qiu Lin, are you coming for a follow-up visit today?"

"Here."

10 minutes later, Wen Ziyang's office.

It was still the same procedure, Wen Ziyang smiled and said please, Song Qiulin sat down obediently, but this time before she could ask, Song Qiulin took the initiative to say, "Doctor Wen, how long will it take for hospitalization?"

"What's wrong? Has 'she' seriously affected your life?"

Song Qiulin remembered the words on the note. Qiuling claimed to help her get what she wanted. She couldn't figure it out. She didn't know what she wanted. Only now did she realize that the "thing" should be a Those with double quotation marks may not be objects, or they may be individuals.

"Taking medicine is useless." Song Qiulin took a deep breath and let it out again, "She vomited it all up in the middle of the night."

The side effects of the pills will make her sleepy, so she usually takes it at night before going to bed. The pills stay in the stomach for less than four hours until midnight, and they can't absorb much before being vomited out. No wonder how she increases the dose It doesn't work.

"You mean, she will take control of your body while you are asleep, and then spit out the pill?"

"That's what it means."

"That should be able to share your memories of the day, so I know everything about your medical treatment, and then, did she leave any information for you?"

"Yes." Song Qiulin took out a piece of paper from his pocket, on which she recorded what Qiuling had said. Of course, the part related to Wen Yu was hidden.

Wen Ziyang read it carefully, "It can be seen that she is very persistent in gaining your trust, which shows that she cares about your thoughts, and the way she communicates is also the least aggressive."

"Have you tried to reply to her?"

Song Qiulin shook her head, she was not so easy to trust others.

"Hospitalization is tough. I don't recommend it under normal controllable conditions. It will have a great impact on your life and studies. I can't give you an accurate answer in terms of time." Wen Ziyang clasped his hands on the table and sighed Tone persuaded, "You might as well try and communicate with her."

Song Qiulin fixed his eyes on the table, and nodded slightly after a while.

……

Before going to bed at night, Song Qiulin did not choose to take medicine, but stuffed a piece of paper under the pillow.

Qiu Ling's name was written on the paper.

The contents are as follows.

What do you want to do?

1. Do you want to occupy this body.

2. Remember what you promised.

3. There was a consensus between them that Qiu Ling would not hurt anyone around her.

Qiuling seemed to be very interested in this kind of information exchange. When she woke up the next day, Song Qiulin really received the reply she wanted on the back of the note.

Fulfill your New Year's resolutions.

1. Don't want to.

2. I remember.

3. A big smiling face was drawn at the end of the note, but there were a few lines below.

'Don't you wonder what strange changes are taking place in her? '