Because of the rain, it was still dimly lit even in the early morning, and the interior seemed even darker with the windows closed and the curtains drawn.
The alarm clock set by its owner rang on time, trying to wake up the sleeping person, but the owner who was its main client did not wake up. It nestled in the quilt, its whole body buried in the quilt.
Inside, it completely merges with the quilt and transforms into a quilt slime.
As if sensing that his master had no signs of waking up, the alarm on his cell phone became louder and louder, and the vibrations became louder and louder. He tried to increase his efforts to wake up his master, but was soon stopped.
The other hand stretched out from the side was turned off.
Xia Meng rubbed her eyes and yawned as she sat up from the bed. She was woken up by Xia Zhiding's alarm clock. Originally, she could have continued sleeping for about half an hour, but this alarm clock didn't care who else wanted it.
Sleeping is just a simple program.
Xia Meng sat in a daze, looking around at the dark surroundings. He could barely see clearly the quilt slimes huddled in a pile under the limited light. Such a situation was not common. In order to make himself become
Reliable, at least he seemed reliable, his brother would never sleep in like this, and he slept like this to death.
But today is the weekend, and maybe he would sleep in on weekends. But after Xia Meng thought about it carefully, he felt that this was not possible. It was probably just that Xia Zhi simply slept too much for some reason.
That’s all.
While yawning, he opened the cup and stood up from the bed. The room was a little cold, but it was not unbearable. In this weather, it was indeed quite cold just after getting out of the quilt.
Xia Meng rubbed her hands and walked gently in the direction of Xia Zhi.
Crouching next to Xia Zhi's floor, Xia Meng poked the slime with his hand. Although it didn't squirm and there was a quilt across it, Xia Meng felt that he had poked it based on the feel of his hand.
Xia Zhi's waist.
Xia Meng had not seen Xia Zhi sleeping in such a bad state for a long time. She couldn't help but put a smile on her face, and poked her twice more in a funny way. But Xia Zhi still had no reaction.
Xia Meng frowned, her playful mood gradually disappearing. She put her hands on where Xia Zhi's shoulders should be and pushed gently.
"Hey, it's time to get up." Xia Meng greeted him gently, but Xia Zhi still didn't make any movement. If it weren't for the bullying caused by Xia Zhi's breathing movements on his hands, Xia Meng would have thought that he had not recovered.
God was out of body.
"Hello? Xia Zhi? I'll be angry if you don't get up." I don't know how long it has been since I called him by his name, but the two of them didn't have to call each other by their names. They just called themselves "little" with Xia Zhi.
"Meng" or "Meng Meng" is a familiar name, but he usually uses the second-person pronoun "you" to refer to himself.
For various reasons, Xia Meng didn't want to use the title that he should have used. It would only make him feel upset. And Xia Zhi was also very tolerant of him, so he probably wouldn't care if it was just a title.
. Perhaps, for him, he only calls his name when he is angry. This is to increase the deterrent effect. Calling his name will make him feel more angry.
As a sister, I must be the most incompetent sister in the world. But my goal is not to become a sister in the first place, so it doesn't matter just like this.
And for so long, I have rarely been angry enough to call his name directly. This time, if I call his name again, I even feel a little nostalgic.
But now is not the time to think about these things. He usually doesn't sleep in very early, and he doesn't go to bed very early on weekdays. He shouldn't wake up after the alarm clock rings for so long. Xia Meng sees
Holding this ball of quilt, I became a little panicked.
The view in the room was not very good. Xia Meng stood up again, came to the door, and turned on the light in the bedroom. She turned her head and glanced at the floor. Maybe the strong light even penetrated this layer, which was not special.
The thick quilt seemed to twist a bit when Xia Meng saw it.
No longer anxious to wake him up, Xia Meng came to the side of the floor bunk, found the side where his head should be, and then slowly rolled it up, gradually revealing the true appearance inside.
The pillow was completely exposed, but Xia Zhi, who was supposed to be sleeping on the pillow, still didn't show up. Xia Meng slowly continued to open the quilt with an uneasy mood, and she saw Xia Zhi's head, and then his
The body also appeared in front of Xia Meng's eyes. He curled up slightly, and his whole body exuded a not very optimistic atmosphere.
Xia Meng felt that his breathing was heavy, and the calm expression that he could barely maintain disappeared, and he became panicked.
She knelt next to Xia Zhi and touched Xia Zhi's forehead with her hand. After Xia Meng gently wiped off the sweat on her head, the unusual temperature even surprised Xia Meng.
Although Xia Meng has absolutely no ability to measure a person's body temperature with just one hand, she also knows that Xia Zhi's current temperature problem is definitely not a small one.
Xia Meng started to feel anxious and called him softly again: "Xia Zhi?"
"Wake up."
"Brother!" Xia Meng, who was anxious, inadvertently shouted out this word that he had not shouted for a long time.
Stimulated by the light, and vaguely hearing a voice that made him nostalgic, Xia Zhi slowly opened his eyes. But the light was right above his head, and this pair of
Xia Zhilai felt a little dazzled. She couldn't help squinting her eyes and tilting her head to the side.
He saw a white figure. He was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that it was the dress his sister was wearing to sleep.
"Are you awake already? Wait a minute, I'll make you breakfast."
Xia Zhi held on to his hands in a daze and was about to stand up, but before he could exert any force, Xia Meng pushed him down.
"Don't move!" Xia Meng yelled, her voice getting sharper because she was a little anxious. She reacted and saw Xia Zhi, who seemed a little frightened, and her expression became depressed again: "
I, I didn’t mean that…”
"I won't get up. Don't cry." Xia Zhi lay on the mattress honestly. Only then did he realize that his posture seemed a little wrong.
"Why did you shrink down here..." Xia Zhi muttered to himself.