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What's hot is the brain, smelling of alcohol, a little dizzy.
The body is cold, and the wind blows in from all directions.
Duan Yanqiu next to him made a gesture to take off his coat, but Tong Chunxia hurriedly took half a step away and looked at him with a frown, "What are you doing? I'm not cold."
"Tong Chunxia, ??I'm good to you. Why are you so vigilant?" Duan Yanqiu said, putting the down jacket on her body, and wrapped her tightly like a dumpling. The down jacket was so long that it wrapped her in only one head.
Tong Chunxia articulated a little, "I wasn't vigilant, I I just not used to it."
"Then get used to it quickly." Duan Yanqiu carefully zipped her up, and she stood there motionless, like a penguin.
And Duan Yanqiu is her penguin father.
He bent down to pull the zipper of her clothes, Tong Chunxia looked down and saw Duan Yanqiu's furry head, her heart beat fast for a moment.
Duan Yanqiu looked up, and saw the girl blushing, staring at him with sparkling eyes.
His heart suddenly softened into a mess.
By coincidence, the bus came.
It is already ten o'clock in the evening, there are very few people on the bus, and there are empty seats everywhere. Duan Yanqiu kept walking inside until she got to the last row and took a seat.
Tong Chunxia sat by the window and opened it slightly.
The fresh and icy air rushed towards her face, which made her smell of alcohol a lot lighter.
A hand stretched out from the side, and closed the car window, "You drink, one cold and one hot, don't catch a cold."
Tong Chunxia turned his head to look at Duan Yanqiu, with a smile on his lips, with a rare gentle expression, "Duan Yanqiu, I found that you are actually a very gentle person."
"Gentle?" Duan Yanqiu raised his eyebrows in disbelief when he mentioned these two words.
"Although they all say that you are not easy to get in touch with, I think you are a careful and gentle person. You can see many things in your eyes that I can't see."
Duan Yanqiu actually thought about it for a moment, and after a while his voice slowly came to his ears, "Maybe it's because none of them are you."
Tong Chunxia smiled lightly.
It's a pity that they can't reach the end of this road.
She can only become a fragment of Duan Yanqiu's long life.
Suddenly Duan Yanqiu beside him started counting.
His voice was very deep, word by word, as if performing some ritual, "Five, four, three, two, one¡ª"
As soon as the word "one" fell, it suddenly became dark in front of the eyes, and the bus got into a tunnel.
There were no lights in the tunnel, it was pitch black.
At the same time, he leaned over slightly, covering his cold lips.
Different from the superficial touch at the entrance of the ktv just now, this time it is eager and violent, like a landslide and tsunami, like the end of the end, as if after passing through this tunnel, the universe will shatter.
He pushed her against the car window, and the small space was instantly filled with the smell of Duan Yanqiu.
Tong Chunxia only felt that his whole world seemed to be crushed, and the violent, joyful, excited, and vivid senses were magnified.
It turns out that this is living.
Afterwards, the inside of the bus was brightly lit, and when it walked out of the tunnel, the shadows of trees on both sides of the entrance of No. 1 Middle School shook, and the towering library came into view.
Duan Yanqiu pulled away and sat in his seat.
He looked calm, as if nothing had happened.
However, a blush spread from the face until the earlobe became blood red.
Tong Chunxia's heart was beating violently, and she turned her head quickly, pretending to look out the window.
Until returning to the dormitory and lying on the bed.
Tong Chunxia still felt the beating of his heart vividly.
She even wondered if anyone in this world would die because of being too excited about their first kiss.
She couldn't tell what it was like, excitement, shyness, sweetness and various emotions were wrapped together like kneading dough, wrapped into a mess.
Her mind became dizzy, and her body began to feel light.
Everything is like a dream.
This kind of dream gave her a lot of illusions, making her think that maybe she and Duan Yanqiu can seek common ground while reserving differences and go a long way.
Such a dream gave birth to many unrealistic fantasies in her heart.
For example, no matter how hard you work, get into a better university and become a person worthy of him.
But how hard will it take to fill the gap between her and Duan Yanqiu?
So, amidst such chaotic thoughts, she slowly fell asleep.
There seems to be no change together, Tong Chunxia still goes to and from get out of class every day, in the cafeteria and dormitory, but Duan Yanqiu comes early every morning and quietly puts breakfast on her desk.
Sometimes it's custard buns, sometimes it's cakes, sometimes it's milk and biscuits, there are many tricks.
Tong Chunxia sometimes draws some cartoons, most of which are Duan Yanqiu's appearance, he is reading, he is writing, he is playing basketball, lifelike.
Then she would quietly stuff it in Duan Yanqiu's desk.
At the age of eighteen or nineteen, love is just beginning, and all the warm emotions and thoughts are hidden in the desk.
It seems that since the beginning, no one has officially said "let's date".
Everything is a matter of course, a look, a word, a collision of limbs, and then slowly approach each other.
Days, gradually getting colder.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the semester, and the cold current was raging, and it was rare for southern cities to snow heavily.
The snow lasted for several days, and a thick layer had accumulated on the road.
The study in the third year of senior high school is very intense, and the winter vacation is only extended from the 30th to the sixth day of the junior high school. On the day of the holiday, cars were piled up early at the gate, and the gate of City No. 1 Middle School was almost watertight. In the snow-white weather, countless parents flocked to pick up their children.
In fact, Tong Chunxia is not in a hurry to go home.
That home, as long as Tong Man goes back, it will be complete. As long as she can remember, it seems that she spends Chinese New Year with her second uncle and aunt every year.
The signal is always bad. At the Spring Festival Gala with sparkling snowflakes, fireworks like explosions at twelve o'clock, and the laughter and laughter from far away, she doesn't like it.
?It is said that during the festive season, she misses her relatives a lot, but she has nothing to think about, she just thinks everything is an eyesore.
The reunion of other people's families only kept reminding her that she was alone.
Every year, she has to pretend to be sleepy before twelve o'clock, go upstairs to sleep very interestingly, and give the rest of the time to her second uncle and his family, so as to live up to the annual New Year's Eve.
Therefore, Tong Chunxia packed slowly for a long time, and waited until almost all the people in the dormitory had left before going downstairs with the suitcase.
Going home, it doesn't seem to be interesting.
But if you don't go home, the second uncle should also think about something.
Tong Chunxia planned to catch the last bus and go back as late as possible. He said that the school was delayed, and he should be able to go back to the room after sitting with his uncle and aunt for an hour or two.
However, it was delayed for an hour or two, and there was no one there when I went downstairs. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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