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The leisurely summer vacation life finally came to an end after the arrival of the elementary school term.

When the homeroom teacher posted the news of the elementary school class in the group, the group was full of wailing. The elementary school meant returning to the intense study life of catching up on papers and homework every day. Some students who were lying at home to escape the heat sent out crying emoticons: [Daily question, has the imperial capital cooled down? 】

[Going back in such hot weather, my braised egg will be turned into an omelette in minutes. 】

[You have to go back to fried eggs and marinated eggs, the elementary school term is calling you. 】

[Quietly ask everyone, have you finished your summer homework?Are you previewing the amount of content you need to learn in the elementary school, and you are flustered. 】

[Let me study in summer vacation?Impossible, it’s almost the same if you ask Goddess Rong, @许丁]

Being cueed out of nowhere, Rong Ting was afraid that other people would think about it, so he hurriedly replied: [I didn't preview, and I didn't bring any books when I came back. 】

This time, several messages exploded at once.

[This is the leisurely life of a top student? 】

[Great, the master didn't learn anything, so I can lie down with the master. 】

[Hahaha, the atmosphere is so harmonious, it turns out that everyone is so happy to be salted fish together. 】

Rong Ting stared at the reply behind uncomfortably. She was afraid of Wan Sang and his group's malice before, and she was afraid that some unfriendly remarks would be interspersed in the middle. Fortunately, people spontaneously chatted later, sharing vacation photos and experience.

The atmosphere is harmonious, and there is no bad word at all.

Some people went on vacation in Hainan and posted photos of them in swimsuits next to the beach. Some people went to Russia to escape the summer heat and posted photos of themselves posing in front of the palace. There were ridicule and sighs in the group, and most of them expressed envy.

There are also some people who do volunteer work and go to impoverished counties all over the country with volunteer groups to support education. Rong Ting is envious of the colorful scenery.

She often still remembers Ran Jiu's promise to take her to the grassland, and thinks that one day she can travel around with Ran Jiu.

After everyone finished sharing, someone suddenly found out that Rong Ting hadn't shared, and asked her again: 【Scholar seems to have returned to his hometown, doesn't he?I heard that Xueba's hometown is Xixun, the city of romantic encounters verified on the Internet. 】

【Mom, really? 】

[Damn, I checked and it really is, Rong Ting quickly sent us a few photos for a look. 】

Rong Ting was so troubled that he had no choice but to find the photos of the rapeseed field that he had sent to Ran Jiu from his mobile phone, as well as the photos of the steps of a famous inn.

The rapeseed field is in season, full of vitality, with green waves and white butterflies flying on it, which can be used as wallpaper casually.And that inn is the well-known Yanyu Inn. The stone road at the entrance is antique, and red gauze strips are tied to the four corners of the eaves of the inn. There are boys wearing silver and black Miao costumes passing by the door, and the whole has a mysterious and charming atmosphere.

The group immediately exploded, discussing these photos, and someone even asked Rong Ting to organize a trip when he graduated, and the destination was set at Xixun.

Then there was a gesture of approval below.

Rong Ting didn't know whether to laugh or cry, being pushed to the cusp of the discussion, he didn't know whether to agree or disagree, but fortunately a message came up later, blocking the neat queue.

【Xixun is really beautiful, and when will Tingting go back to school? 】

Rong Ting was heaving a sigh of relief, but when he saw the person who sent the message, his complexion turned cold again.

It was sent by Chen Saiyu.

On a public platform like Ban Qun, Rong Ting never embarrasses others, so he had no choice but to reply: [I'll be back soon, thank you. 】

The tone was distant and polite.

Chen Saiyu immediately replied: [Okay, I'm back, waiting for you here. 】

A sticky and disgusting feeling swept over Rong Ting's senses, she even struggled to input, endured the nausea and replied "Mmm", and hastily quit WeChat.

Chen Da and Chen Baiyuan were also going back to the imperial capital, and Chen Da was driving a car, which happened to be able to take Rong Ting with him, so the preparations before returning to the imperial capital were much easier.

When packing things two days before leaving, Rong Ting specially asked Rong's mother to bring her a few more cans of rapeseed oil, and two bottles of acacia flower honey, and a few more bottles of spicy vegetables from grandma's house.

Mother Rong looked surprised: "Why do you need so much oil? The schoolbag is heavy to carry. Can't you just buy food from the supermarket?"

Rong Ting rubbed her: "Our oil is healthy and delicious."

"Okay, okay, anyway, your fourth uncle is not tired of driving, so you can do it hard." Rong's mother compromised helplessly, and then remembered something, "Didn't you like to drink acacia honey when you were young? When you were there, you thought it was too sweet and smelly."

Rong Ting touched his nose, "I didn't like to eat before, but it doesn't mean I don't like to eat now."

Later, she got her wish and got into the car with a suitcase of bottles and cans, and her grandparents saw them off at the door.

At this time, Rong Ting was still holding hands with the two old people and reluctantly bid farewell. As they got older, the white-haired old people had to support each other when they went out. Although they smiled and did not speak, there was a hint of reluctance in their eyes water light.

Just to make them go happily and at ease, I don't say those reluctant words.

Grandpa waved his crutches: "Let's go, hurry up and go back before the sun goes down."

Grandma also patted Chen Da's arm, "Little Si, you are in the imperial capital, help take care of the two little ones."

Chen Da held the old man's arm and repeatedly assured, "Don't worry, Mom, I'm still reliable in my work. I will take care of Xiao Ting in the imperial capital, and I will send you back after the next holiday."

At the same time, Chen Da glanced at Chen Baiyuan who had climbed into the car early, intending to hurry down and say hello to your grandparents.

Chen Baiyuan ran out again and hugged the two elderly people. She was not used to saying goodbye at first, and felt pretentious and awkward.At this time, I found that I was also a little bit reluctant, and I couldn't help feeling depressed, "You guys have to be good, we will come back to see you next time."

The two old men gave her a tender hug.

The car gradually drove away from the courtyard, Rong Ting looked back from the rear window of the car.

They remained where they were until their figures were covered by the horizon.

When she could no longer see anything, she turned around, feeling a little lost in her heart.

During the past few hours, the people in the car seemed to have fallen into a kind of homesickness, and no one spoke much, just staring at the scenery outside the window.

After the car drove for three hours, it was far beyond the boundary of Xixun, and Rong Ting's mood of leaving home eased.

As soon as she thought about going back to the imperial capital and seeing Ran Jiu, her heart was bubbling again, and she became happy.

Ran Jiu seemed to have calculated that she would go back during this time, and occasionally asked her when she would go back.

After the last incident, Rong Ting was afraid that she would delay his work in order to pick her up, so he never said the exact time, but it was Chen Da who helped carry the luggage to her door.

When opening the door, Rong Ting fantasized about what would happen if Ran Jiu was at home, and what it would be like when the two met.

But after inserting the key and turning it around twice, Rong Ting immediately knew that there was no one at home, and his bubbling mood gradually calmed down.

When I opened the door, everything in the house seemed to have remained the same. The doors of the kitchen cabinets were neat and tidy, and the stove was covered with dust. It should be that no one had used it for a while, and several new drinks were added to the refrigerator. Rong Ting remembered that she didn't let Ran Jiu drink iced drinks when she was here, and now she frowned seeing these kinds of drinks, and when she came back, she was going to tell her that she was not allowed to drink anything else after drinking these bottles.

There were a few messy A4 papers on the coffee table. Rong Ting took a quick look at the titles and found that they were all about contracts.

Back in the house, Rong Ting cleaned the bedroom, took off the original sheets and bedding and threw them into the washing machine for washing. However, when she took out the new bedding covers from the closet, she found that there were no spare sheets and pillowcases.

She held her forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know what to do for a while.

When she moved in, she didn't renovate the house too much, there was only a plastic mattress under the bed, Rong Ting was a little depressed when she thought of spending the night here.

The class group was already counting the number of people who returned to the imperial capital today, Rong Ting put this matter aside for the time being, entered his information in the group, and checked the paper assignments to be handed in on the computer.

After being so busy, it was night.She was still revising the homework format when the door lock of the living room rang twice.

She paused with her fingertips, then stood up and ran out.

He was staring at each other with the person who just came in.

People are still familiar people.

It's just that Ran Jiu's aura is a little strange, a little more sassy and angular, and his body feels even colder.

Her hair was bleached and dyed back to its original color, and her beautiful long black-brown hair hung on both sides of her shoulders, highlighting her beautiful facial features.The person seems to be a little thinner, wearing a very fashionable lady's durian hollow black suit, the waistline is pinched out a little, and the lower part is a black low-waist skirt, revealing a slender waist and two straight fair legs.

Both of them paused for a moment, staring at each other without speaking.

Rong Ting was a little surprised suddenly, after smelling it for a long time, she didn't smell the bitter chrysanthemum smell that was close to the fragrance of Ran's wine, but the unfamiliar perfume smell filled her nose, announcing the fact that she was absent for a certain period of time.

Ran Jiu changed his high-heeled shoes under her scrutinizing gaze, and stood up to look at her again, "What's wrong, you don't know me anymore?"

Rong Ting was stunned for a moment, then slowly stretched out both hands, "A hug?"

Ran Jiu's eyelashes drooped, he contemplated for a while, and then snorted.

Rong Ting was surrounded so suddenly, Ran Jiu was a little taller than her, his chin rested safely on her shoulder and rubbed against her shoulder, and said with aggrieved coquettishly: "Why did you just come back?"

"I..." Rong Ting's hand didn't know how to place it, and it lightly covered her waist, without touching any flesh.

She wanted to say that it was early for her to come back, but she didn't.

She wanted to ask why you became so thin, but she didn't ask.

Perhaps for such a long time, she has neither learned how to part, nor how to meet again.

In the evening, she picked out some ingredients that were still available in the refrigerator, made egg and shrimp soup and peanut spinach, and took out the jars of spicy dishes from her hometown.

Ran Jiu seemed to be very tired, he just lay down on the bed and squinted for a while when he came back, holding his own bowl and the jar of spicy food and eating well, but he was still wearing the suit he came back from.

Rong Ting looked at the delicate little suit on her body, and was a little curious: "Isn't it hot to wear, why don't you take off your coat."

Just as Ran Jiu swallowed a big mouthful of custard, he took a hot breath and said jokingly, "Are you sure you want me to take it off?"

Hearing these words, he could hear malicious intentions for no reason, Rong Ting's thin and round ears suddenly turned pink, and fanned the wind to cover up: "You can do whatever you want."

"Then I'm really casual." Ran Jiu laughed, and then slowly untied the Windsor knot in front of the suit, and also opened the buttons on the waist and abdomen...

It was only then that Rong Ting realized that something was wrong, her clothes on the outside seemed to be connected to the inside...

Ran Jiu untied those restraints, and the suit jacket slid off her shoulders. A black ribbon around her neck could hang the front fabric, and the butterfly bone was only blocked by black tassels, revealing a large smooth and white back .

A burst of spring was revealed, Rong Ting choked on eating, the smooth and tender custard slid down his throat, making his heart burn hot.

"You, if it's cold, you'd better put it on."

Ran Jiu frowned, and dug out a large spoonful of custard: "I was asked to take it off just now and now I'm wearing it again, are you playing a cross-dressing game or are you treating me as Miracle Jiujiu?"

"Fine. Forget it."

......

Rong Ting forced herself not to look there, the meal was finished under her dodging eyes, her attractiveness was weak compared to Ran Jiu.

After eating, she took the initiative to wash the pot, and hurried into the kitchen with a pile of dishes.

Ran Jiu burst out laughing as he watched her fleeing back.

Little stuffy.

While washing the pot, Rong Ting took the opportunity to calm herself down, and when she got out, she found that Ran Jiu was wiping the stains on the table. Fortunately, she had changed into more homely clothes, and her clothes were not as revealing as before.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked suspiciously: "You are outside... you didn't wear it like this, did you?"

Ran Jiu just threw a napkin into the trash can, imitating her tone meaningfully: "Well, how do you wear it?"

Rong Ting stammered: "Like just now."

Ran Jiu's bad taste came up, "Guess."

She pretended to be aggrieved and said, "I can wear whatever the organizer asks me to do. How can I not show my flesh when I'm in the rivers and lakes."

Rong Ting's face turned red, and he was inexplicably annoyed: "How could they do this! How shameless!"

Ran Jiu suddenly laughed, and couldn't bear to continue teasing her, "Okay, I'm not so bold outside. Make sure the package is tight, otherwise it won't be so hot."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be joking, Rong Ting looked at her with two warm and pure amber eyes, the anger in her mind suddenly dissipated, and she pinched her fingertips helplessly: "Next time they really Don't do what you don't want to do."

Hearing this, Ran Jiu's heart was suddenly poked, and he couldn't help holding her hand, rubbing his fingertips against her fingertips to comfort her, "Mmm."

In the evening, Rong Ting closed the bedroom door, thinking over and over what happened just now, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was too unrestrained, almost showing his feet.

Her face was flushed, and she didn't look down at the mirror for a long time, angry that she couldn't control her thoughts, and she was a little irritable.

What if Ran Jiu found out about her spying on her?

Would he still be this close to her?

She knows the feeling of being paid attention by someone she doesn't like, like being licked by the sticky letter of a poisonous snake, disgusting and disgusting.

She was afraid that if Ran Jiu knew the truth, he would hate her like this.

From the bathroom outside, there was the rustling sound of water in the shower, and occasionally Ran Jiu could be heard looking for something with his wet slippers. After a long time, the sound of the water finally stopped, and the sound of the hair dryer sounded.

Since Ran Jiu asked her to blow-dry her hair last time, she has done it several times in the bathroom by herself.

Rong Ting breathed a sigh of relief, but also melancholy.

Why not let her blow it.

Was it because she had lost her temper at her.

Sometimes tiny conflicts can always lead to a sense of rupture in the relationship. Everyone has the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. How can you experience another setback once you have experienced a setback in a certain aspect.

The door frame was knocked twice suddenly, and she looked over as if awakened from a dream.

Ran Jiu was only wearing a white bra and black shorts, with two long legs in white flip-flops, his exposed pink toes, "Xueba, do homework so late?"

Rong Ting hurriedly turned off the computer screen, "Well, what's wrong?"

Ran Jiu looked around the corners of the room, "This room has been deserted for a long time, it's good to have you back."

Rong Ting smiled, two shallow dimples appeared on the corners of his mouth, "My mother and I discussed it, and we can live for a long time, until we graduate from university."

She doesn't know what will happen to Ran Jiu in the future, but as long as she is willing to continue to be roommates with her, she will also continue to accompany her.

Ran Jiu nodded, "Okay."

Her eyes suddenly landed on the bed with only plastic mattresses, "Where's your bedding?"

Rong Ting suddenly remembered this, and looked at the clothes drying pole over there speechlessly, the semi-wet sheets were still hanging on it.

Ran Jiu also looked over: "Did you wash it?"

"Ah."

"Is there no replacement?"

Rong Ting felt a little ashamed, and his earlobe turned red slightly: "I forgot to bring it."

"Oh." Ran Jiu leaned against the door thinking about a solution, and suddenly snapped his fingers, "Otherwise..."

Rong Ting answered subconsciously: "Do you have a spare?"

Ran Jiu shook his head: "No."

Rong Ting: "..."

"But you can sleep with me."

"!"

Rong Ting had a hurricane and a tsunami in his heart, but on the surface he had to pretend to be calm: "This...isn't it good."

Ran Jiu seemed a little puzzled, "Why is that bad? You only have a mattress under your bed, don't you think so?" She described it in an exaggerated tone: "Imagine what it would be like to sleep on a plastic sheet in the middle of the night."

Rong Ting muttered softly, trying to find a reason: "I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep over there."

"No, my bed is very big. Besides, I don't snore at night, and I won't snatch the quilt." She squinted at her, like a coquettish and cunning fox, attracting her step by step, "If I'm afraid I'll snatch you Quilt, bring yours here."

After a long time, Rong Ting whispered inaudibly: "I'm not afraid."

But she still hugged her quilt.

When two people are in the same room, it is clear who is doing what.

Rong Ting used to fantasize about the details of the other party's life, but now it has become a lively picture.

Ran Jiu's face was originally fair and clear, and it was naturally sculpted. Before going to bed, she only did simple moisturizing care.

She wears a blue cat ear headband, her black hair is draped obediently on her fragrant shoulders, her eyelashes are long and slender, and she looks like a beautiful fairy looking at herself in the mirror when she maintains herself in the mirror.

With her ring finger, she pokes and jumps in the bottles and jars, picks them up and puts them down hastily, her movements are always careless and lazy.

After finishing it in twos and threes, she turned around and asked Rong Ting, "Are you going to do maintenance?"

Rong Ting shook his head: "No, I've already applied lotion."

She has never paid much attention to these things, and she started to pay attention to her image only after living with Ran Jiu.I bought a few bottles of the essence and stocked up a few boxes of facial masks. I always thought that going out with her sometimes would not be too gray and inconspicuous, so that others would think that they are not in the same world.

Afterwards, since she realized that Ran Jiu was naturally glamorous, she felt that all these things were just for her sake, and she was completely ruined.

Ran Jiu asked her again softly, "Do you still have to do your homework?"

She hesitated for a moment, "I won't do it."

Ran Jiu turned around and continued to apply the mask, "Then go to bed first, I'll sleep outside."

Rong Ting nodded, obediently hugged his quilt and went inside,

Ran Jiu's bed was wide and soft, and the pure cotton fabric had a good texture. The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, and the fragrance of girls' skin care products filled the air.

Rong Ting thought he would have to wait a while before turning off the lights, and he was still holding the "History of Oriental Literature" in his hand.There was a page on the top that she folded, which was where the review progress was, and it was also some concepts that she had never understood.

The place next to it suddenly collapsed slightly, and Ran Jiu climbed onto the bed, "I'm a little sleepy, can you turn off the light?"

"Ah."

With the click of a switch, the room fell into darkness, and before Rong Ting could put down the book, the light fragrance of Ran Jiu was overwhelming, enveloping her richly.

Rong Ting put the book under her pillow, Ran Jiu snorted, so frightened that she thought she was being crushed.

"I'm sorry, did I press your hair?"

After a long time, the voice was close at hand: "No."

"then you--"

"I just touched a numb muscle, and it hurts a bit."

Rong Ting breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh."

"Can you rub it for me?"

In the darkness, all the sensory functions gradually enlarged, Ran Jiu seemed to be rubbing towards her, his arm touched her hand with a warm and cool touch, Rong Ting grabbed it subconsciously.

As if he was afraid that she would not find her, Ran Jiu grabbed her hand and put it on the elbow, "It's here."

Rong Ting had never done this kind of thing before, and he couldn't control the soft skin, so he had to apply it with both hands and knead it randomly.

The person next to him seemed to have turned over, turned towards her, and faced her.Ran Jiu's breath was very weak, and it sprayed on the side of her face indistinctly, and suddenly laughed lowly, "Tingting, are you kneading dough?"

Rong Ting didn't know what she meant, and was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, did I use too much force?"

"No, it doesn't hurt anymore." Ran Jiu suddenly withdrew his arm gently, "Go to sleep."

Rong Ting's suddenly empty hands slowly crossed and fell on the quilt, "Okay."

A sigh came from the other side, "Tingting, are you very restrained with me?"

Hearing this, Rong Ting's whole body became stiffer, "Huh?"

"Why do you keep saying you're sorry?" She stretched out her hand and found some strands of Rong Ting's hair to play with, and her head moved closer to her, their hair was almost entangled.

"It's a pleasure to be with you, you are super nice, and you never do anything wrong, don't always say sorry."

Rong Ting's hands subconsciously grasped the corner of the quilt, "Mmm."

Ran Jiu withdrew his hand when he had had enough fun, and murmured: "This time it's really good night."

"it is good."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Ran Jiu seemed to be really tired and fell asleep quickly, and her even and peaceful breathing could be heard from beside her.

Rong Ting also understood that Ran Jiu was totally undefended against her, that's why she was lying beside her so naturally.

She remembered seeing the love written by Nishizuru Ihara at night.

Love is the color of her, which is both vague and entangled, and at the same time real and urgent, piercing to the skin.

And once this layer of obscurity is pierced, it will become straightforward and ugly, without clothes.

She can only hope that, on the day when she really pierces the window paper, she can have the calmness to be regarded as straightforward and ugly.