Ruan Qiao didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up, it was already bright outside, and Lin Zhan had long disappeared.

Ruan Qiao leaned his head and swept around the room, but he really didn't see him.

What a strange thing, where is the human?

Ruan Qiao moved his muscles and bones. When he stood up, he found that there was a thin quilt that had slipped down on his body. He reached out to put it together, and there was still remaining warmth.

She was slightly stunned.

After washing up and coming out of the bathroom, the sound of swiping the card came from the door.

Ruan Qiao looked over and it was Lin Zhan.

He carried two plastic bags in his hand and walked in while yawning.

His complexion was not as good as usual, and he felt depressed. His whole body seemed to be surrounded by tiredness, his eyes were a little unopened, and even his voice was listless.

"Breakfast, water, cold medicine, take it."

He put the things on the table, then fell back into the sofa, resting with his head on his back.

Ruan Qiao looked at the wall clock and it was seven o'clock in the morning.

She didn't have classes this morning, but she should have classes for Chinese for foreign countries.

Well...just he doesn't plan to go there anymore.

Ruan Qiao slowly walked to the table and went to get the bag.

Lin Zhan bought mushroom meat buns, silver silk rolls, small steamed buns, and hot soy milk.

I also bought several boxes of cold medicine and anti-inflammatory medicine.

Seeing these, Ruan Qiao couldn't tell anything, but in short... it was a bit strange.

When she turned around and looked at Lin Zhan, she found that Lin Zhan had closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The air was quiet and he could hear his breathing, very evenly.

Ruan Qiao hesitated for a while, then took the thin quilt and covered Lin Zhan.

This is the first time Ruan Qiao has seen him up close.

I have to admit that his contour lines are really delicate, and his skin is good, and his almost transparent cold white.

The tiny sky light shone in outside the window, and you can see that there were short transparent little hairs on his face, which was a bit cute.

Ruan Qiao's eyes moved down and found that his lips were lighter and pursed gently, as if they were very soft.

Ruan Qiao was just conscious when his soft lips suddenly began to twitch up and down.

A sound came from my ears, lazily.

"Sister Persimmon, why do you see me? I haven't seen a handsome guy before."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhan slowly opened his eyes and happened to meet Ruan Qiao's stunned gaze.

He raised his eyebrows and started to talk to himself again, "Yes, I have grown up like me, and I can't find two in the school."

Ruan Qiao stayed for a few seconds before she came back to her senses.

"It's hard to find a second one in the school if you are as narcissistic as you."

She was not willing to be outdone, but she still felt her face begin to heat up.

So she quickly stood up straight and turned to take cold medicine.

***

It was already 8:20 when I returned to Nanjing University.

It was the first class time, and the campus was very quiet.

It rained at night and the water on the ground was not dry.

The leaves are deep and shallow green, and the birds that stop on the branches are chirping.

Occasionally, students riding bicycles pass by the road, and the thin morning sun is slightly cold.

Lin Zhan did not go to class and walked towards the dormitory building with Ruan Qiao.

When they reached the fourth floor, they just turned the corner of the stairs and bumped into the sleepy Jiangcheng.

The water was cut off after eight o'clock in the dormitory, and Jiangcheng was about to go out to get some water to wash.

He held the basin in one hand and rubbed his neck with the other.

Seeing Lin Zhan and seeing Ruan Qiao behind Lin Zhan, Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, and his sleepiness gradually dissipated in the quietness of the corridor in the early morning. He was so surprised that he couldn't even close his mouth.

"Fuck, you guys..."

Lin Zhan frowned slightly, "Don't fucking yell, shut up!"

Jiang Cheng opened his eyes as if he had discovered a new continent, his lips opened and closed, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Lin Zhan turned to look at Ruan Qiao, his voice faintly, "Don't worry, he won't talk nonsense."

Ruan Qiao was still a little nervous. Lin Zhan was not very reliable, and that Jiangcheng was even more unreliable.

As if seeing her concern, Lin Zhan then added, "I will explain to him, don't worry, no one will know about this."

...

Actually, it’s nothing, why did he say it... strange.

Ruan Qiao's scalp was a little numb. She nodded randomly, then said thank you in a low voice, and then hurried back to bed.

Fortunately, there was no one in the dormitory, so she leaned against the door panel and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not until evening that Ruan Qiao met Chen Yangyang and Song Wanwan.

The two of them asked casually why they didn't go back to bed last night. Ruan Qiao used the reason to get things home, but it did not attract any questions.

Ruan Qiao was relieved. It seemed... Lin Zhan really made Jiang Cheng shut up obediently.

***

The two days have been very peaceful, and Ruan Qiao has been reading books in the library during her spare time.

There are always endless works in Chinese language and literature.

There was no class on Thursday morning, Ruan Qiao went to the library early to help Xu Yingzhan's seat.

Xu Ying was half an hour late before he walked into the study room lightly.

She leaned over to Ruan Qiao and said hello in a low voice: "Joqiao, I'm here."

Ruan Qiao looked up at her and nodded.

Xu Ying looked at her book again and asked in a slight voice: "What are you reading?"

Ruan Qiao closed the book and read the title of Xu Ying.

Xu Ying approached, "The garden of the cross path...Borges, Jojo, are you going to start reading foreign literature? We will only have foreign literature classes next year."

Ruan Qiao shook her head and replied in a small voice, "Look at it casually, this is recommended in the comparative literature bibliography."

Xu Ying: "That's it, then you can lend me it after reading it."

"Yeah, OK."

Xu Ying sat opposite Ruan Qiao, took the book and started reading it.

However, Xu Ying is not like Ruan Qiao, who really loves Chinese profession.

Although Nanjing University is a comprehensive university, it essentially emphasizes science and over arts, and the major in science and engineering is more well-known.

When she first applied to Nancheng University, her score was a bit dangerous. She chose to obey the adjustment and then she came to major in Chinese language and literature.

After reading "Midnight", Xu Ying felt a little drowsy.

So he quietly picked up his phone and hid behind the book and started brushing it.

Suddenly, Xu Ying put the book together and pressed Ruan Qiao's book again, his eyes shining.

Ruan Qiao was startled and looked up at her.

Xu Ying handed Ruan Qiao the phone with a gossip on his face, "Jiu Qiao, look, your neighbor is making trouble again!"

Ruan Qiao didn't understand why, so he took the phone slowly.

What caught my eye was the hot red post on BBS in Nancheng University.

"Yeah, are there any friends who are going to class in Yuansilou in the morning? The freshman from the International Department has hit someone again!"

The content of the main building is very short.

"The people who are obsessed with melons are not clear, but the junior brother looks a bit handsome when he hits someone. He allows the old senior sister to have a slight 1s! By the way, he will contribute a beautiful picture!"

Sliding down, the linen on the picture is a bit eye-catching.

It's Lin Zhan.

Why did he hit someone again?
To be continued...