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    Liang Yu stretched out his hand and carried Zheng Yimian off the podium. At the end, he frowned and asked, "Didn't eat well? Why are you so light?"

    "Is it light?" She wrinkled her nose, "After being with you, I should gain weight and eat sweets every day."

    He smiled knowingly, and pondered: "Eat whatever you want, I can hug you no matter what you do."

    After packing up the things, the two of them walked out of the classroom, and when they reached the switch at the door, Zheng Yimian suddenly stopped and asked, "If the switch is tripped, don't we need to pull it up again, don't we have class tomorrow?"

    After finishing speaking, she wanted to take out her mobile phone to find the main switch.

    Liang Yu pulled her wrist, and said in a flat tone: "It didn't trip, I turned off the light."

    Zheng Yimian was pulled forward by him: "Why are you turning off the lights for no reason"

    Liang Yu gave her a funny look, and the ending sound was a little longer: "Why do you say?"

    It's not because the black light is blind, it's convenient to do things.

    Walking all the way back to the dormitory, it was still a while before the closing time.

    Zheng Yimian found the orange cat at the door, she was sitting upright under a street lamp licking its fur.

    The weather was getting colder, Zheng Yimian stretched out her hand to scratch the little orange cat's chin, and turned her head to Liang Yu and said, "It's going to be cold soon, I think we can find a time to buy her a small nest, otherwise it will be winter.  A lot of stray cats froze to death."

    Liang Yu nodded, walked to her side, and looked down at her: "I can buy one tomorrow, and put it in the leeward corner over there."

    Zheng Yimian: "She is a little thin, I don't know if she has enough fat to survive the winter."

    Liang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Thin?"

    ? This cat is extremely clever, it rubs against anyone it meets, and when it meets a girl downstairs, it even sells it cute and asks for something to eat.  Although there is no owner to feed it, life can be said to be enjoyable.

    What's more, this is an orange cat.

    Zheng Yimian smiled: "Have you ever heard a saying? Out of ten orange cats, nine are fat, and one is crushed. Compared with this, she is very thin among the orange cats."

    As if by inspiration, the cat rubbed against her leg.

    The night was mottled and scattered, and the dim light of the street lamps sprinkled on her cheeks.

    She lowered her head and smiled.

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    The next day I went to class on time, when the bell rang at eight o'clock, Zheng Yimian took out the drawing paper from her bag.

    After the teacher routinely rolls their names on stage, they are asked to complete their homework.

    After the rough draft is finished, when it comes to drawing the details, one has to be more cautious.

    Zheng Yimian stretched out her hand to push her hair behind her ears, and when she lowered her head to draw lines, her hair slipped out from behind her ears to block her sight.

    Having repeated this several times, Zheng Yimian gradually didn't want to waste any more time, and simply used his non-painting left hand to hold his hair in place.

    Li Min glanced at her: "Why are you so tired? You can just tie up your hair with a rubber band."

    Zheng Yimian stretched out his hand to her, showing his empty wrist: "I didn't bring a rubber band. I found it missing on the way back yesterday. I thought it was in the dormitory, but I couldn't find it in the dormitory. Maybe I lost it.  Time to buy."

    Li Min helped her reach out and rummaged in her cosmetic bag, and said, "I didn't bring too much."

    "Forget it, I didn't wear it and I didn't"

    Before Zheng Yimian finished speaking, he suddenly heard the teacher on the podium raise a wine-red object and ask: "Whose hair rope fell off the podium?"

    Li Min pushed Zheng Yimian: "Is it yours?"

    Zheng Yimian didn't know why her things fell over there, but she still nodded and said, "Yes, mine."

    She went up to the podium to get something, and the moment she stood on the podium, she suddenly thought of Liang Yu's finger that went through her hair last night

    It must have been dropped at that time.

    She coughed slightly unnaturally, and quickly hid the hair tie in her sleeve on her wrist.

    As soon as he turned around, he happened to meet Liang Yu's eyes.

    There is a wooden pencil hanging between his index finger and middle finger. At this moment, when he turns his fingers, the end of the wooden pencil taps the paper surface one after another.

    The rhythm of tapping the paper is brisk, and has a high degree of coincidence with someone's mood.

    He was full of smiles, and there was a circle of light in his pupils.

    As the instigator, he certainly knew why this thing fell on the podium.

    She glared at him without any deterrent force, but he didn't restrain himself, and his smile spread even wider.

    the; Liang Yu nodded.

    Do you remember?

    Whether you remember it or not, you have to remember it.

    This matter has nothing to do with music comics, it is about his dignity.

    After it was confirmed that Liang Yu would borrow a drum set from the society next week, Zheng Yimian went back to bed and slowly conceived the big frame of the comic.

    The weather in City W is really unpredictable. A few weeks ago, the sun was still high, but when the weather changed, the temperature immediately dropped by more than ten degrees, which made people feel unprepared.

    She was sitting at the table thinking about the outline. Li Min, who had gone out alone, opened the door and walked in with a mess of hair and white cheeks.

    The third child was surprised: "What are you doing, Minmin? Those who don't know think what's wrong with you?"

    "It's his uncle," Li Min pulled the zipper down and complained, "The wind is too fucking strong, it almost moves my hairline back!"

    Zheng Yimian handed her his still hot water glass: "You know the weather is changing, why are you still going out?"

    Li Min threw the bag in his hand on the table: "Isn't it just to buy this broken ginger and coke! I thought it would be a change, cook some ginger coke to prevent colds or something. It's okay not to go out. Once I go out, I  A fucking person who didn't have a cold was almost blown away with half his life."

    "It's been a lot of hard work," the third child pointed to the big bottle of Coke, "You also bought the cow drink? Did you bring it back alone?"

    "No, I bought it downstairs, and I haven't carried it for long. There are so many of us, there's not enough Coke."

    The task of cooking ginger coke fell on Zheng Yimian, and Li Min said to her from the seat: "You cook it all, I was thinking of giving some to Liang Yu and the others. There are a bunch of boys in the dormitory, who knows  What prevents a cold."

    Finally, after the cooking was finished, Zheng Yimian put the remaining Coke into a thermos cup and prepared to send it to Liang Yu's dormitory.

    Liang Yu's dormitory is only one building away from theirs, very close.

    Zheng Yimian went upstairs after registering his name with the dormitory manager downstairs.

    Find the house number and knock on the door.

    Zhao Yuan in the door had just finished taking a shower, put on a pair of trousers, heard a knock on the door, and asked, "Who is an expert? What can you do?"

    Zheng Yimian's answer came from outside: "I, Zheng Yimian, bring you some ginger cola."

    Zhao Yuan was about to go to open the door, when he recognized the person outside, he immediately stopped and looked at the bathroom: "Brother Yu, our sister-in-law is here to deliver Love Coke, do you want to open the door?"

    In the next second, Liang Yu, who had already taken off his shirt and was about to take a shower, walked out of the bathroom quickly.

    Walking to the door, he said to Zheng Yimian outside the door: "Wait a minute first."

    Then, he looked back at Zhao Yuan and the third child who were shirtless, and said sharply, "Put on your clothes."

    The king wants the minister to die, and the minister has to die.

    Zhao Yuan muttered as he put on his clothes, and just after he put them on, when he opened his eyes, he saw Liang Yu opened the door.

    Zhao Yuan frowned and asked his roommate: "Why does he let us wear clothes, but he doesn't wear them?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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