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Shang Beilin turned over, "I have a headache, I'll sleep a little longer."

Xia You propped himself up and sat up, "Then I'll go down and cook you some hangover soup."

Shang Beilin said without emotion: "No need, don't drink."

"You drank so much wine yesterday, you will feel uncomfortable." Xia You turned out of the quilt and stepped on the slippers to wash up.

When he came back from washing, Shang Beilin still maintained his original posture, motionless, the quilt was pulled up to his neck, only the back of his head was exposed, Xia You could tell from the back of his head that he was unhappy.

He stood by the bed for a while, walked over, bent down and poked him with his fingers, "Brother, I brought you back last night because I didn't find your key. The living room is too cold so I slept here. I didn't mean to let you Not happy to wake up."

Shang Beilin wondered: "Why am I not happy sleeping here?"

Xia You said: "My bed is not as big as yours, not as soft as yours. I still squeezed together with you. You woke up so early because you were not feeling well after drinking alcohol and didn't let you sleep well. Isn't it because Isn't this fun?"

Shang Beilin: "..."

"I'm so happy, it was you who made me angry early in the morning."

Xia You hurriedly said, "What did I say that made you angry again?"

Shang Beilin turned over, stared at him for a moment, twirled the words on the tip of his tongue, but finally didn't say anything.

He changed the subject: "Did you know that the window in your room leaks air?"

Xia You glanced at the window and nodded: "I know, uncle asked the master to repair it, but it seems to be useless these days because of the strong wind. Brother, did you catch a cold last night?"

"Help me cover it, how can I suffer from the cold." Shang Beilin said this with imperceptible distress. He sat up and watched the light come in through the gap in the window eaves.

The yard in Nine Mile Lane has been around for decades, Shang Beilin's house has been renovated many times, and Xu Jiaji's yard has not been renovated, but Xia You's room is a guest room, probably neglected.

Shang Beilin did not sleep well last night, but it was not because of the wind, but because Xia You shrank into his arms from the cold, disturbing him.

"You don't have heating in your room yet, what will you do when winter comes?"

Xia You said: "I plan to move back to school after the National Day is over."

"Live on campus?" Shang Beilin thought for a while.

Isn't that going to live with Ji Ke...

Xia You put on his coat, and said "Mmm", "Brother, sleep a little longer, I'll make hangover soup."

Shang Beilin watched Xia You leave absently, and remained silent for a while.

Finally, as if giving up, he groped all over the bed and found the phone by the pillow.

"What's the matter, Lin'er?" Qin Zijiao's voice on the other end of the phone was obviously still awake, "It's early in the morning..."

"Get up quickly and go out with me."

"Where are you going?"

When Xia You returned to the room with the hangover soup, Shang Beilin had already left at some point.He was in the kitchen, and he didn't notice the man passing by the living room.

He put the soup on the table and picked up his phone to send a message.

[Little Yuzu: Brother, the soup is ready, shall I bring it to you? 】

Shang Beilin returned quickly.

[Xiao Shangren: I have something to go out, come back to drink at night. 】

Xia You stared at the news for a while.

Come back at night and drink a fart.

When Shang Beilin came back, it was already after dinner,

【Xiao Shangren: Come out, I'll wait for you outside. 】

Xia You got up from the computer, ran to the window and opened the curtain to look down, and saw Shang Beilin riding the station on the road.

He hurried downstairs to go out.

"elder brother."

Before Xia You finished speaking, Shang Beilin took a step forward and grabbed his wrist, "Come on, come back to school with me."

Xia You got into his car inexplicably, "Why are you going back to school at this time?"

"You'll know when it arrives."

Shang Beilin drove him straight to the dormitory building of the School of Design.

A few minutes later, Xia You stood in front of his dormitory door, very puzzled.

"Go in and have a look." Shang Beilin said.

Xia You looked at the familiar dormitory door, thought for a while, and knocked on the door.

It was Ji Ke who came to open the door. When he saw Xia You, his smile was visible to the naked eye, "Why did you come back today? I thought you came back after taking leave."

"Brother Beilin sent me back, so come back and have a look?"

After Xia You finished speaking, Shang Beilin appeared at the door.

Ji Ke scratched his head, "Oh, come in quickly."

The first time Xia You entered the door, he saw his own bed with an empty shelf, and it was occupied by someone!

"Who took my bed! I paid for the accommodation!"

The other two roommates were also there. They turned their heads and glanced at Shang Beilin who was next to him, and they all held back their words.

Shang Beilin gently put his arms around his shoulders, "This is your bed."

Xia You froze for a moment, reacted for a few seconds, and stared at the bed for a moment.

The bed is covered with a full set of Tom cat, bed sheets and pillows, including wallpaper on the wall.

The most important thing is that the bed was still covered with curtains, and it was still densely covered with light-transmitting materials. Xia You walked closer and looked inside, and saw that there was a bookshelf inside, and a hanging lamp was installed on the bookshelf.

No matter how you look at it, it was specially made for him.

He has liked Tom Cat since he was a child, and many of the items he uses are from this series. Shang Beilin usually makes fun of him about this.

He turned around, "Brother, what did you do?"

Shang Beilin leaned aside and looked at him, "Well, do you like it?"

Xia You watched quietly, but still didn't speak.

Because I said in the morning that I would come back to live on campus?Does anyone feel distressed because the room they live in is a bit drafty?Knowing that if he said in advance, he would definitely refuse, so he did this quietly without telling him, and prepared everything and sent it to him.

Since coming to Jing'an, Xia You felt that he was independent enough, and he could take care of everything by himself, but it didn't mean he was tireless.

His fingers on both sides curled up slightly, and he blinked lightly.

There were so many gazes in the dormitory that he suppressed the excitement and inexplicable emotions in his heart, and only nodded slightly, "I like it."

"Senior, why did you install a curtain for Xia You? You can't see anything when you pull the curtain, how uncomfortable."

A roommate rode on a chair and said with a smile, "Besides, it's not convenient for us to communicate with him."

Shang Beilin said: "Go to bed and go to sleep, there is nothing to talk about."

"Which dormitory doesn't stop talking after turning off the lights. I heard from my girlfriend that girls' dormitories are all doing this stuff, but we boys never do it. How nice it is to be honest."

Xia You said with a smile, "I don't have to close the curtain at night even if it's installed."

Shang Beilin glanced over, "Why don't you pull?"

Xia You asked back: "Why do you want to pull?"

Shang Beilin stared at him speechlessly for a few seconds, but looked away helplessly, and happened to meet Ji Ke who was standing beside him silently.

The two looked at each other for two seconds. I don't know when it started. It was probably the first time they met. Shang Beilin admitted that he had an inexplicable hostility towards him. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that his mind was impure.

"Let's go." Shang Beilin turned and went out.

The night was thick, and the campus was surrounded by dim street lights and scattered pedestrians. Shang Beilin was riding a car with the people behind him, and the man suddenly asked, "Brother, are you upset?"

Shang Beilin didn't speak, and the people behind him also fell silent.

They have walked this road many times, and such nights are no strangers.

It's been like this since they didn't know each other.At the beginning, they only spoke a few words, but later they got closer, Xia You would grab his clothes and call him "Brother", and Shang Beilin would deliberately speed up to scare this man when he asked him to ride slower.

Xia You would take the initiative to tell him about interesting things at school during the day, Shang Beilin only responded perfunctorily at first, and then took the initiative to answer the conversation, saying "I will pick you up tomorrow."

Xia You couldn't even remember how they gradually became so close. When he realized it, he seemed to be very familiar with him. He was so familiar that he didn't need to deliberately repeat thank you over and over again when he was sitting in the back seat of Shang Beilin, and he didn't have to worry about whether it was true or not. He hesitated whether to ride by himself or listen to Shang Beilin's words and get in his car.

Neither of them noticed all this, or never cared.

It wasn't until I got out of the dormitory door and rode my bike on the road again that I belatedly realized that this road and this scene were about to come to an abrupt end.

In the future, Xia You will live on campus and will not go back to Nine Mile Lane, so he has no excuse to let Xia You rub his car again.

There was silence all around, only the late autumn night wind whistling past my ears.

Xia You suddenly said: "Can I go back to find you in the future?"

Shang Beilin clenched the hand holding the handle tightly, breathed lightly, and tried to make his tone sound natural, "What nonsense are you talking about, you want to sever ties with me after you live in school?"

"No."

Xia You's voice was very low and the wind was loud, but Shang Beilin could only hear him talking, "Brother, why are you so kind to me?"

The car drove into the alley and stopped beside the dim street lights.

People in the alley often come out for a walk at this point, probably because they are away on vacation for the National Day, or it may just happen that they came back at the wrong time, today it is abnormally quiet, and you can even hear the sound of horns rising and falling at the intersection outside the alley.

Shang Beilin heard it clearly, but he didn't answer because he didn't know what to say.

He doesn't want to lie, and he won't say nonsense like "I'm generous" against his will, because he really hides his selfishness.

He just likes Xia You.

He is eager to care about people, and he is happy to treat them well.

Xia You stood at the gate of the courtyard, silently watching Shang Beilin push the car into the courtyard, feeling entangled and depressed.

"elder brother."

He yelled, saw Shang Beilin's steps paused, stood there for two seconds, turned around with a smile on his face, and said, "Why bother?"

Xia You pursed her lower lip, hesitated for a while before saying, "Do you still drink the hangover soup?"

The two looked at each other in silence: "..."

Fifteen minutes later, Shang Beilin sat in the living room and drank hot sobering soup.

It seemed absurd, but no one pointed it out.

Jiang Yulan was sitting next to him watching TV, and there were interlaced lights, shadows and human voices coming from the TV.

Shang Beilin took a big sip, his head was a little hot, and he pretended to be casual: "Your room is ventilated, so you will get sick sooner or later."

Xia You looked up from the phone.

Shang Beilin put down the spoon and turned his head, "My guest room is empty, the sheets and quilt covers have been washed, it's very clean, why don't you come and stay here first?"

Jiang Yulan, who was next to her, just changed the channel, and echoed with concern when she heard this sentence: "Yeah, Xiaoyou, Jing'an is getting colder after October, especially during the National Day days. Come and live here."

Xia You was stunned for a moment, then lost his mind in an untimely manner.

After zero o'clock is the National Day. No one remembers his birthday this year, and he almost forgot it himself.

The guest room he lives in now is a bit shabby, but he can get through the seven days with something to block it. He didn't want to trouble others, so he refused.

Shang Beilin looked helplessly at the people walking out, then at the box under the coffee table, and finally couldn't help but say, "I'll help you see how to fix it later."

At eleven o'clock in the evening, in the attic on the third floor, Shang Beilin went upstairs and downstairs a few times, and finally borrowed an old curtain from Liu Qing, stood on the bed and drove nails into the wall, trying to block the gap with the curtain, but tossed For a long time it seems to be of no avail.

The curtains are not thin, but they are not airtight, and the coolness can still come in when the wind blows.

This day seems to be extraordinarily quiet, without the noisy insects in late summer, from morning to night, even the autumn wind is wrapped in a lazy atmosphere.

It was originally a charming and ambiguous atmosphere, but there was an extra Xu Ji'an in the room.

Xia You sat at the desk and explained the exercises to him. Between writing and writing, he glanced at the distressed Shang Beilin by the window several times.

It was close to zero when Xu Ji'an left.

Xia You finally said amusedly: "Forget it bro, it's okay to let a little bit of wind in."

Shang Beilin collapsed on the bed, with a little irritability in his tone, "The air outlet is facing the head of the bed, how could it be all right?"

Just as Xia You wanted to comfort her, the light bulb flickered twice, and the room fell into darkness, even the light outside the window also dimmed.

The entire Nine Mile Lane was cut off.

Xia You shrank subconsciously, and then heard a rustling sound from the side, and her body was quickly wrapped in warm body temperature.

In the darkness, a low voice came from above his head, "The power went out again, it's all right."

When Shang Beilin spoke, his chest trembled slightly. Xia You pressed his face against his heart, breathing gradually calmed down, and nodded slightly.

The screen of the mobile phone left on the side lit up, and Shang Beilin glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

The time is exactly zero and the atmosphere is just right.

Holding the person in his arms, he whispered, "Happy birthday."