he is beautiful

When I was taking a nap, I had a dream that I killed Yuan Sheng.

I didn't feel any joy or relief when I woke up, because at the end of the dream, I killed myself too.

I sat on the bed and wiped the sweat from my forehead, and murmured to myself: "I can't go on like this."

Look at the time, 1:30, half an hour before the first class in the afternoon, but I dare not fall asleep again.

I took out the chemistry exercises and forced myself to devote myself to the study.

At 1:50, the bell rang to get ready to get up, and I got out of bed, but the remaining images of the dream always flashed in my mind.

So I went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. Just as I was about to put my head under the faucet, someone grabbed my collar and pulled me up.

"Damn it! It's alright, Brother Mu, it's snowed twice, and you still wash your hair with cold water, you won't freeze to death, will you?"

I wiped the cold water on my face, pushed Li Cheng away and walked out, saying: "The young man sleeps on the cold kang, and his strength depends on his firepower."

Li Cheng burst out laughing, took two quick steps and followed me, and we ran from the dormitory building to the teaching building together following the tide of students.

When I got to the classroom, Li Cheng suddenly said to me: "This morning...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

I turned to look at him, smiled, patted his shoulder but didn't say anything.

In fact, I really want to ask him why he wanted to reveal those things, which is not in line with his usual style of doing things.

But I don't want to ask because I don't want to mention it again.

As a friend, he really shouldn't have said that.

When I was desperately struggling to get out, he should have pulled me up instead of telling me that your feet are entangled in iron chains, and no matter how hard you struggle, it will be futile.

His chest was very uncomfortable, and when he entered the classroom, he was in a daze.

When my brain was still awake, my eyes looked at Yuan Sheng.

For so long, my gaze seems to have formed a certain kind of inertia, and it has been able to spontaneously pursue the existence of a certain person without the consent of my brain.

The moment my eyes met Yuan Sheng's, I hated this inertia from the bottom of my heart.

I looked away and walked straight to my seat.

Xia Qing turned her head and said to me: "Zhou Mu, I..."

"Teacher Tan is here." I interrupted her.

Xia Qing stared at me for a long time, until Teacher Tan coughed, and she turned around.

But she threw a sentence at me: "I won't give up."

I looked at her back and frowned fiercely.

Now, I really don't like people who are too persistent in love.