moon star clear

, the water at the right temperature flows from the top of the head to the collarbone, and then flows along the thin muscle lines to the abdomen, washing away the fatigue of the whole day.

The short black hair was wet with water, and the water droplets dripped between the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes, making the skin fair and almost translucent.

Usually, the shower water in the hotel where the water temperature cannot be adjusted by oneself is always either hot or cold. Why is the water temperature so suitable this time?

Jiang Hao turned his back to the bathroom after Mu Chen entered the bathroom, but he didn't leave the room. Instead, he sat and waited for a while, and only when he heard that there was no other movement inside except the sound of water, he left the room in peace.

The water temperature in the bathroom of this hotel is too unstable. It was too cold when he took a shower at first, but after a while, his skin became hot and red. After finally finishing the shower, the water in the bathroom stopped again.

Before Mu Chen came back, Jiang Hao called the hotel customer service and asked them to supply water immediately and control the water temperature. The tone was serious and irreversible. The customer service immediately asked the relevant personnel to check, only to find that the water pipe was blocked, but it was not serious, it was urgent After troubleshooting, the water was reconnected.

Fortunately, Mu Chen came back a bit late.

He stood at the door for a while, and found that the teacher came upstairs to check the room so that the students would not run around in the middle of the night. Jiang Hao told the teacher that his companions were taking a bath inside and did not mess around in the room, but the teacher told him to go back to the room immediately and not stay in the corridor. Jiang Hao didn't want to refute the responsible teacher's face, so he had to bite the bullet and go back.

Open the door, close the door, just look at your feet, and go straight to the balcony.

He opened the tightly drawn curtains to isolate himself from the curtains, and could only see the street lights downstairs, but the sound of rushing water in the bathroom still reached his ears uncontrollably.

Along with the sound of water, reveries wrapped him tightly.

Everywhere.

He remembered that when he was a child, he borrowed a bathroom from Mu Chen's house to take a bath, and it was also after him that Mu Chen took a bath, and he could also hear the sound of water splashing, but it didn't feel like this at all.

Feeling hopeless.

His cheeks were flushed, and the crowds and lights in front of him turned into the smiles of the people behind him, dazzling and bright like stars.

Let him have nowhere to escape.

The water stopped, this time for a long time, probably after washing.

Just when Jiang Hao thought he had finally survived the catastrophe, Mu Chen's voice came over mixed with the steam in the bathroom.

"Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao, are you there? Then I forgot my pajamas, can you pass it to me through the crack of the door? Thank you."

Mu Chen was also very conflicted. He originally wanted to wrap a bath towel and go out to change into pajamas, but he didn't think about taking it. After washing, he realized that the bath towels in this hotel are as big as face towels, and they can't cover anything. He had the cheek to ask Jiang Hao to help him get it.

But they are all boys, they have both of what they should have, so it's nothing...

Jiang Hao's mind exploded.

He tried his best to keep his eyes away from the direction of the bathroom, and walked to Mu Chen's suitcase. When he was about to open it, he felt that it was not good to rummage through Mu Chen's suitcase like this. It would be better to ask where it is so that it would be easier to find, " Where are your pajamas..."

"It should be on the bed. I remember I put it on the bed." Mu Chen's voice was steamy, and it was indistinct, but it was extraordinarily intriguing.

Jiang Hao turned and left the suitcase, and walked towards Mu Chen's bed, but no matter how careful he was, he still saw the glass in the bathroom.

And the tall, fair figure inside.

Jiang Hao picked up his pajamas in a panic as if he had stepped on an electric wire, turned his eyes away, and stretched out his hand towards the bathroom door.

Crash—it seemed to be the sound of the bathroom sliding door opening. Jiang Hao waited in agony for the clothes in his hand to be taken away, but after waiting for a long, long time, there was no movement.

"Jiang, Jiang Hao, you're too far away, I'm standing inside, I can't reach..."

"........." Jiang Hao's face turned red again, he bravely moved a few steps towards the bathroom, and felt his hand was touched by something hot and wet, and then lightly touched his hand, Pajamas were taken away.

He subconsciously turned his head, only to find that the bathroom door...hasn't closed yet...

After getting the pajamas, Mu Chen blushed and quickly turned around to get dressed, even forgetting to close the door.

The door of the bathroom was only about four or five inches wide, allowing only one hand to come in and out freely with his clothes in his hand. Mu Chen had already turned his back and was about to dry off and put on his clothes. There was only one back view.

Jiang Hao immediately turned around and ran to the balcony like a conditioned reflex, but that glance had already made him see a lot...

His black hair was wet and stuck to the back of his neck, his well-shaped shoulder blades moved with his arms, his back was glowing white, and undried water droplets slowly flowed down his spine...

Jiang Hao felt that his whole body was feverish, as if someone lit a fire in his body, the wind could not extinguish it, and the water could not extinguish it.

A hasty glance, a glimpse of surprise.

47. Soft Breeze

That night, Jiang Hao had a dream.

In fact, he often dreams, but in the past, his dreams always dreamed of the days in England, the moonlit night, the man talking in his drunken sleep, or the day he was forced to leave without saying goodbye.

But this time, the dream was so bizarre that people couldn't imagine it.

He dreamed that Mu Chen asked him to hand over his pajamas. The initial scene was the same as what happened in real life, but when he handed it over tremblingly, the door of the bathroom was wide open.Mu Chen didn't have any hair on his body, and the water droplets rolled slowly on his body, shining under the light. He stretched out his white and slender arms and waited for Jiang Hao to hand over the clothes.

But in the dream, he seemed to be fascinated, and went straight into the bathroom with his pajamas.

The door of the bathroom was closed heavily, and the sound of water that had stopped sounded again. The temperature in the bathroom rose sharply, as if a fire had started. The fire spread to the ground, spread to the sink, burned the shower curtain, and finally wiped out everything. They were all burned.

Including human reason.

After what seemed to be a long time, the fire gradually died down, the ashes also cooled slowly, everything returned to calm, and the illusion gradually shattered and disintegrated.

Jiang Hao woke up from the dream, sat up suddenly and gasped for several breaths, as if he was on the verge of suffocation.

Looking to the side, the sky is not bright yet, only a little bit of faint light shines through the gap in the curtains, and Mu Chen is still sleeping peacefully.

He had a splitting headache, but he didn't dare to snooze, so he hurried to the suitcase, took out his clothes, and ran into the bathroom. The water temperature in the early morning was so cold that his teeth were shaking, but this seemed to suit Jiang Hao Meaning, after taking a cold shower, he washed the changed clothes and sheets again.

Probably the sound of the water was too loud, Mu Chen rubbed his eyes in a daze, and looked in the direction of the sound of water.

"Hmm...Jiang Hao, you...why do you wash your clothes early in the morning..."

"No, it's nothing, I woke up too early, so I did something." Jiang Hao said with a guilty conscience, stuttering.

He speeded up the scrubbing, hung up his clothes, walked out with light steps, and was relieved to find that Mu Chen had fallen asleep again.

It's rare for me to be so embarrassed.

But that dream...

Just crazy.

crazy……

When meeting in the morning, Jiang Hao made up a reason and asked the teacher to change himself and Mu Chen into two single rooms, and he would bear the cost himself.The teacher knew that he was a good student, had a high reputation, and seemed to have a good family background, so he agreed.

But Mu Chen was not too happy.

"Why do you live separately? I quarreled with you?" Mu Chen pushed the suitcase and walked on his right side, whispering close to him.

"No, I, I'm afraid I'll disturb you." Jiang Hao dodged Mu Chen's eyes, and deliberately turned his head to the left, trying to keep some distance from him.

But after spending nearly a semester together day and night, Mu Chen immediately discerned the truth of this sentence.

Every time Jiang Hao avoided the topic or lied, he stuttered and talked more than usual.

But he chose not to expose it directly.

He is used to maintaining proper respect for everyone, especially Jiang Hao.

In the next few days, Mu Chen no longer intentionally walked next to Jiang Hao, nor asked Jiang Hao to take pictures for him. The two kept a close distance, seemingly not alienated, but they didn't talk much.

On the way back, we looked at the scenery outside the window together again, staring with our eyes seriously, but I didn’t know how many stars and time were recorded in my mind.

Maybe it was all taken up by others.

On the morning of the second day after returning to Liucheng, Jiang Hao came to Ward 203 of the Second Hospital again.

This time Uncle Li was awake, his cloudy eyes still carried the gentleness of the past, looking towards the direction where Jiang Hao entered the door, there was both surprise and sadness in his eyes.

"Xiaohao, you...don't...cough coughcough..." You don't have to come here all the time, and you don't have to bother to help. It's unnecessary.

The voice interrupted by a cough was sadly completed in Jiang Hao's mind.

The old man knows that he has paid the fee, and he has long known about his illness, and knows that he may...

With so many years of experience more than myself, how could it be unclear?He knows his situation better than anyone else.

Such an irreparable situation.

With a stabbing pain in his heart, Jiang Hao went to the old man's bed and sat down, staring at his eyes and his dry and white lips that could only cough weakly.

"Uncle Li, you are my relative, and I will do my best to help you...yours."

Jiang Hao thought that Uncle Li still has a granddaughter. Now that the family is facing such a disaster, the situation must not be very good. Even Uncle Li...he can try his best to help the only relative in the world who still cares about him.

"Xiaohao, I just... just took care of you for a while, for money and for myself... my family, you are... not worth it..." Uncle Li tremblingly held Jiang Haochui in his sick The hand beside the bed said with difficulty, "You...you still have...important things..."

"You know? You know what I'm going to do when I come back?"

Jiang Hao was very surprised. He stood up almost out of composure, and held the old man's hand instead.