Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

If Lin Xi were here, she would definitely be frightened by Song Guanwen's current appearance. She saw that his originally handsome face had already changed.

Half of his cheek was swollen, as if he had been slapped hard. There were a few bright red rashes on the swollen skin. Against the backdrop of his almost transparent white skin, they looked like blood drops splashed on the snow, as shocking as a sight.

The pair of thin lips that were always pursed were now severely cracked, with several tiny cracks crisscrossing each other, like dry and cracked land. Bright red blood was slowly seeping out from the deepest cracks, and condensed into a few tiny blood beads on the lower lip.

His originally clear eyes were now bloodshot, with an abnormal redness at the corners of his eyes. He looked like a fish dying from lack of water, revealing an indescribable sense of embarrassment and fragility.

The water on the well platform and bluestone slabs quickly seeped into his back and lower body. The cool temperature passed through the wet cloth to his skin, causing Song Guanwen to shiver uncontrollably, and even his shoulder blades tensed unconsciously.

But the next second, he leaned his entire back against the spring like a thirsty traveler who encountered a clear spring, hoping that the coolness could temporarily relieve the hot and itchy feeling on his skin.

The bamboo basket filled with purslane was right at his feet, and he could reach it by just moving his body. However, Song Guanwen seemed to be in a coma, and did not move for a long time. He just knuckled on the bluestone slab, and his knuckles turned white from excessive force, indicating that he was still awake.

On the other side, in the male educated youth's room on the west side of the Youth League Courtyard, several male educated youths, who had stripped down to their underwear, were lying on their backs, snoring and sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, Li Bin, who was sleeping in the middle of the big bunk bed, began to twitch in his sleep. He dreamed that he was tied to a wooden stake in the threshing ground, and a ghost with flames all over his body was approaching with a torch. The moment the flames licked his skin, he seemed to smell the burnt smell of his own flesh.

"It's on fire!" Li Bin suddenly opened his eyes and let out a hoarse scream from his throat. Cold sweat flowed down his temples and his chest couldn't help but heave violently.

"Tsk..."

"Don't yell..."

A few vague murmurs were heard, like someone talking in sleep, which brought Li Bin back to his senses.

He suddenly came to his senses and looked down, only to find that there was no torch. It turned out that Zhang Jianguo, who was sleeping on his left, had a hairy arm pressed on his neck, while Wang Dongjinjin, who was sleeping on his right, had his thighs stretched across his belly.

The two of them were as hot as furnaces and pressed tightly against him, just like steamed cakes in a steamer. It was so hot that even his shorts were wet, and he could even smell the hot corn paste coming out of Wang Dong's mouth.

"Your uncle's..."

Li Bin couldn't help but curse, stretched out his hands and pulled away the hands and feet of the two men on his body, sat up panting, and was about to reach out and punch each of them when he was startled by the sudden knock on the door.

"Li Zhiqing! Li Zhiqing! Brother Li Bin, wake up! Help!"

The voice sounded urgent and fierce, with a hint of crying, which scared Li Bin so much that his originally groggy mind suddenly became clear, and he subconsciously shouted towards the door.

"Who is it? Howling in the middle of the day..."

Before he could finish his curse, the person outside the door heard his voice and immediately cried out again, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

“Wuwuwuwu, I, I am Lin Xi, I, my cousin, wuwuwuwu…”

Lin Xi? Cousin? Li Bin stared for a moment before finally putting the two words together. Hearing Lin Xi's breathless sobbing, he was startled. He cursed a national treasure, got off the kang, and rushed out.

At this time, the male educated youth in the room were also awakened by the noise. They sat up cursing. Before they could figure out what was going on, they saw Li Bin, who was naked and about to rush out, and they couldn't help cursing.

"Li Bin, what are you doing in the middle of the day?"

"Where are you going with your bare ass?"

"Is he going to die? Can I get some sleep?"

After hearing everyone's complaints, Li Bin suddenly remembered that he was only wearing a pair of patched shorts. He quickly turned around and rushed to the kang, grabbed his clothes and pants and put them on, cursing back at them while putting them on.

"Damn it, I'm not the one who's going to die. What the hell, sleep on me! Get up quickly! Something's happened to Old Song."

"what?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Although, except for Li Bin, their relationship with Song Guanwen was not very close, they lived in the same room after all. When they suddenly heard the news, they woke up immediately.

"What's going on? Wasn't lunch fine?"

While Zhang Jianguo was putting on his coat, he looked at Song Guanwen's bed at the innermost end. Seeing that the quilt there was neatly folded with no signs of having been touched, he couldn't help but ask anxiously.

"How would I know? Lin Zhiqing is outside the door shouting for help." Li Bin replied impatiently while tightening his belt.

"Help? Oh my god, it can't be..." Wang Dong had a bitter face, and his eyebrows were wrinkled like two earthworms, making him look even more sad.

"What nonsense! What could possibly happen in broad daylight? Just go and take a look and you'll know." Zhang Jianguo quickly scolded him, quickly put on his pants, got off the kang, and walked over to Li Bin. "Let's go and take a look first."

Li Bin didn't waste any time. He pulled up his heels and hurried to the door with Zhang Jianguo, and pulled open the half-open wooden door.

A thin figure was standing outside the door. The little girl's pigtails were a little loose, and the broken hair on her temples was stuck to her red cheeks by sweat. Her clothes were stained with mud, and she looked very pitiful.

When she saw the two men, her eyes lit up, but she sobbed even harder. Tears mixed with sweat covered her face, and her thin shoulders twitched as if she was about to die at any moment.

Seeing her miserable state, Li Bin and Zhang Jianguo were shocked at the same time. They looked at each other and then spoke anxiously.

"Lin Zhiqing, don't cry yet. Where is Old Song now? What happened to him?"

Hearing this, Lin Xi wiped the tears from her face, grabbed the corners of their clothes, pointed in the direction of the big locust tree in the corner of the yard, and said anxiously.

"Over there, by the well."

Hiss, the two of them took a breath of cold air at the same time. Could it be that Song Guanwen fell into the well? Although the well didn't look deep, when a person is unlucky, the water in a cow hoof pit can drown him, not to mention the ancient well of unknown depth.

Thinking of this, the two of them didn't ask any more questions and rushed towards the big locust tree.