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Chapter 16 Meteor (4)

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    I was so nervous that even my fingers under the thin quilt felt cold. I just wanted to put my hands on my chest and take a deep breath to calm myself down, but my hands were tightly surrounded by a warm feeling.  The other people on the board noticed that it was tightly held in their hands and placed on his heart. They could clearly feel that the immortal brother also had a mortal heartbeat, and the frequency was almost in sync with mine. They couldn't help asking softly: "  Your heart beats so fast!" There was a low laugh, and at the same time, I could clearly feel the ups and downs of his chest vibration with my hands.

    Next to my brother, some of them chatted about interesting things, and some of them fell asleep and snored because it was too late.  I couldn't hear what they were saying at all, I could only smirk when they laughed, and tried to concentrate on their chatting, but the burning heat of being held by my hand made my heart slightly hot, thankfully  It's such a dark night, otherwise how should I face myself at this moment.  The hand was so sore, I slowly turned to the side, and I passed on the faint scent of soap like grass from Brother Immortal. He is the cleanest man I know, whether it is the purity of the eyes, or the cleanliness of his body.  There is no smell of cigarettes and sweat, clothes are always neat and tidy, and even the nails are cut cleanly. I have to complain about the choking smell of my dad and my brother after smoking. Maybe it¡¯s because I didn¡¯t like it when I was a child.  Boys who don't smoke have special affection.

    I was thinking about how to take back that hand that was going numb, and I was very worried about being discovered by others, especially my brother. I always felt that something special would happen to him after he found out, after all, they were as good as one person at that time.  of.  Anyway, if my best friend treats others better than me, I will definitely be the one who will be stabbed with a knife, and there will be no shortage of all kinds of madness.  The hand was gently put down, he looked like a roundworm in my stomach (Brother Shenxian said helplessly: "Do you want to be so disgusting!" I shrugged).

    Hearing me exhale the turbid air in my chest, he smiled again, and his soft voice was heard in his ears: "Do you know how to make a wish on a shooting star to come true?" "I don't know! It should be  How?" I asked curiously, and couldn't help leaning closer to him, who made him speak so softly.

    "You must recite your wish in your heart three times to be considered successful! Have you succeeded?" Why do I feel that he is still playing tricks on people.  I twitched the corner of my mouth and said, "Are you sure about my failure?" He reached out and touched my chin, narrowed his eyes and said, "You are so stupid, you must have failed!" I took a picture of him.  hand, obviously angrily said: "This has nothing to do with being stupid, you are superstitious!" He fought back and continued to squeeze my chin to make me face him: "Meteor is just an astronomical phenomenon.  We can only see the light trails produced by the gravitational attraction of the earth and the friction and combustion of the atmosphere. Generally speaking, it only lasts about one second, so it is impossible for you to silently recite your wish three times, and your wish is so long." I was surprised.  Since his actions are more important than his words, is he tonight mutated by the influence of meteors?

    "How do you know it's long! I may only have three words!" I gritted my teeth and said bitterly. I tried to pull his hand that was squeezing my chin but failed. His other hand grabbed it. We were already close enough.  Hearing the temperature of each other's breath and nose, I felt that I was really going to lose the battle. He asked leisurely: "Which three words?" (When he became Mr. Chen, he told me that he wanted to know my  Did he make a wish of "Like me!", which really disappointed him. I really didn't have the courage to tell him the truth, so I stuck out my tongue and said, I really didn't know it at that time!)

    The meteor shower should be regarded as a precious memory in my life. The reason why I wrote it out so quickly is because I was afraid that one day I would not have time to write it. Although the writing was not smooth, it basically restored the scene at that time.  Some memories are held in my heart and written down a little bit.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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