The moment this idea first arose, Shen Qinghe forced it back.
What Jiang Yao said that year truly told her that he only regarded her as a sister.
How could he have fallen in love with her so early? It must be an illusion. If not, it’s because his fox eyes are so deceptive!
Her thoughts were scattered, and sleepiness gradually came over her. Her eyelids were half-blinking, unable to hold on anymore, and finally closed her eyelids.
An arm hit her neck directly. Shen Qinghe almost lost his breath, and his sleepiness disappeared in an instant.
She removed Wen Jingjing's hand expressionlessly, turned over, and moved to the bedside to ensure that she was safe, and then she began to feel sleepy.
After a while, Shen Qinghe finally fell asleep again.
He kicked her butt hard with one foot. The drunk man was surprisingly strong, and she was kicked directly to the ground.
"Boom."
The voice was so loud that Wen Jingjing on the bed seemed to sense it and buried her head under the pillow.
He muttered in a low voice: "There's an earthquake, protect your head first."
Shen Qinghe got up in embarrassment. He couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Wen Jingjing! Get up and sleep on the sofa!"
Wen Jingjing was so frightened in her sleep that she twitched twice on the bed and sat up in a daze. She had not fully woken up from the wine.
Relying on instinct, he did as he was told, waving his arms in the air as if he was looking for some kind of handrail.
Shen Qinghe ignored her and let her stagger to the door. Then, she fell at the door as expected.
The next second, the snoring gradually started, and I fell asleep at a speed that was unmatched.
Shen Qinghe: "..."
Is this a pig? Not sure, take another look.
He walked over to her resignedly and wanted to help her back to bed, but he couldn't let her sleep on the floor. After all, she was still a best friend, and it would be uneasy if he didn't help her.
After pulling twice, the distance moved is negligible.
Shen Qinghe was exhausted after a long day of hard work, and now he didn't have much energy to put her on the bed.
Give up decisively.
Some friendship but not much.
Just think that her conscience was eaten by a dog.
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Room 201 at this moment.
Jiang Yao frowned, his body swayed slightly as if he was struggling, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"No." He exclaimed.
He suddenly sat up from the bed and stared blankly at the wall, his eyes losing focus. It took him a long time to come back to his senses.
How long has it been since you dreamed of him?
It was late at night and everything was quiet.
Jiang Yao gasped for air, and the boundless blackness turned into an invisible big hand, invading bit by bit, locking his throat tightly, making it impossible for him to break free.
After adjusting for a long time, there was no relief.
I didn't even have time to put on my slippers, so I rushed to the door switch with a few big steps and pressed the button.
"Snapped."
All the lights in the house turned on in response.
Ignoring the glare of the light, I ducked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and frantically poured cold water on my face. The coldness gradually suppressed the fear of the strong invasion.
The bangs in front of her forehead and the collar of her pajamas were all wet. She placed one hand on the sink and pushed her hair back with the other hand. The water droplets on her face slipped quietly and slid down her neck to the depths of her pajamas, leaving a shallow mark.
Light watermark.
Jiang Yao raised his eyelids, the anger between his brows was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it, and his eyes were sinister and scary. He stared at the mirror, the surface of the mirror was covered with water droplets.
Through the mirror, he seemed to see the terrifying face of the man, holding a wine bottle and looking crazy.
A punch landed on the mirror.
The mirror was directly broken into pieces, and the hand was scratched. The bright red color mixed with the water droplets and penetrated into the cracks.
The pain made Jiang Yao gradually return to his senses, and he washed the wound with an expressionless face, looking indifferent, as if the injured person was not him.
I took out the spare medicine box, simply wrapped it with gauze a few times, and then ignored the wound.
Jiang Yao tossed and turned on the bed for a long time. When he closed his eyes, what he saw was the man's dissatisfied face with scars.
"Jiangyao?"
A small voice came from the window, with a rising ending and an uncertain tone, as if it was testing.
Jiang Yao opened the quilt and sat up, turning to stare out the window.
He wasn't sure if it was a hallucination.
"Are you asleep?"
Without hesitation, he walked to the balcony in three steps and two steps at a time.
As expected, it was Shen Qinghe.
She was holding a can of beer in her hand, resting her arms on the fence made of stone bricks, looking sideways at him. The bright white moonlight shrouded her body, and the breeze carried her hair flying in the air.
He shook his beer at him, then took it back and took a sip in front of him.
Jiang Yao pressed his eyebrows: "Drink less."
Shen Qinghe held the beer in his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at his eyebrows, the bridge of his nose, his mouth... and carefully traced his outline.
The anger between his brows and eyes slowly dissipated, and he spoke slowly: "Are you trying to be a gangster with your eyes?"
Not as angry as expected.
"Jiang Yao."
"Um?"
"I miss you." Her voice was very soft, yet firm, "I miss you very much."
Shen Qinghe didn't know what was wrong with him. Although he had just met a few hours ago, he still thought of him when he was lying on the bed.
I couldn't help but think about it, and even thought about it and couldn't sleep.
She rarely shows her emotions, especially the love between men and women.
Jiang Yao was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to realize: "Me too."
Shen Qinghe smiled contentedly.
In the hazy night, she shined brightly and smiled silly, driving away the darkness that surrounded Jiang Yao and refused to leave for a long time.
The energy brought by the nightmare is also dissipating little by little.
Jiang Yao looked at her, called her name softly, and spoke slowly, as if coaxing: "How about going back to sleep?"
Shen Qinghe shook his head, the corners of his mouth drooped.
Jiang Yao patiently said, "Then, what do you want to do?"
"I want a hug." Her voice was filled with a faint cry.
"Then I'll go over."
Hearing the trembling in her voice, Jiang Yao couldn't calm down and lost the ability to think.
Stepping on the fence and trying to climb over.
Shen Qinghe glanced at the fence that only reached his waist and the nearly half-meter distance between the two balconies, and stopped him: "No, it's dangerous. Go through the door."
"good."
She ran into the house and returned to the balcony within two minutes. Without much hesitation, she climbed up the fence before Jiang Yao could react.
Jiang Yao was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He stretched out his arms towards her and put them under her armpits to restrain her firmly.
Shen Qinghe stepped onto the fence on his side, wrapped his thin white arms around her neck, and wrapped his legs around his lean waist.
He held her in his arms, Jiang Yao was relieved before he could let go. He was still a little scared and didn't dare to imagine other consequences. His voice was tinged with helplessness: "Didn't you say you just walked through the door?"
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She said aggrievedly: "She was lying at the door."
"Is this the reason why you jumped over?"
"I'm afraid you're in danger."
Jiang Yao's eyes flashed, and his heart felt extremely soft. He lowered his head and kissed the top of her soft hair.
Ever since he fell safely into Jiang Yao's warm embrace, Shen Qinghe buried his head in his neck and kept inhaling his unique scent.
Jiang Yao held her legs and built a bridge under her hips with his hands, allowing her to hang on him effortlessly.
He laughed narrowly: "Where's the cat?"
The slightly drunk Shen Qinghe was soft and cute, and his words had a nasal tone, which made people feel itchy: "Jiang Yao."
"It seems that I liked you much earlier than you liked me."