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The air was chilly and smelled of disinfectant.

Mao Feiyou woke up, staring blankly at the dark and quiet room, unable to find a single memory.

Mao Fei thought, is this an addiction to fragments?

With a soft sound, the door opened, revealing a large area of ​​off-white light, and a man wearing a hat walked in.

Mao Fei stared at him blankly, and when he got closer, he realized that it was her, a nurse sister.

"You're awake." The nurse on duty whispered, raising her hand to bring the thermometer close to his forehead, "36 degrees five, the fever has completely subsided, go to sleep for a while."

"Thank you," Mao Fei said slowly, his voice still hoarse, "Well, may I ask..."

"There they are," the nurse saw that he hesitated to speak, and pointed to the two beds next door, "the empty room specially arranged for you, exactly three beds."

Mao Fei turned his head and saw Ran Qing facing him sideways, sleeping soundly.

The nurse on duty took the door out. Mao Fei had slept too much for too long. After waking up, he felt a slight nausea, and his whole body was sore and weak.

I am very thirsty.

Mao Fei slowly sat up from the bed, and his thermos was placed on the bedside table. All his movements were careful and gentle without making a sound.

He drank a glass full of warm water into his stomach, his lips were moist, and his burnt mouth hurt a little. Mao Fei held the water glass and lowered his eyes. The moment the nurse came in, he thought he had a one-night stand in the hospital. That was too dumbfounding .

The water glass was put back on the bedside table, and Mao Fei picked up the mobile phone that was placed aside.

He quietly got back into the bed again, his illness was just right, and he couldn't make a fuss.

The needle on the back of his hand was painful. Mao Fei turned on the screen to borrow the light. He saw that the white adhesive strip had turned a little bloody, and his skin was also blue. He pressed it with his fingertips. The pain was even worse. Never mind.

04:30am.

"Pig" sent him a lot of messages, the last few were three hours ago.

Pig: Mao Fei, now I guess you know something, that's why you suddenly changed your temperament.

Pig: Let’s talk about it, I really like your painting and want it, I’m not lying to you.

Pig: You give me the painting, it belongs to me, and I will treat it as my best baby and give it to my girlfriend as a birthday present. Just like you like my prose poems, I can also print them out and give them to you. Take it as a love letter to your girlfriend.

Pig: Is there a problem?No problem, I won't be angry with you, or feel insulted by you.

Pig: Also, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I was so angry tonight, I lost my mind, I almost broke your lock and took the painting away, but fortunately I woke up in time!I'll pay you for the lock, okay?

Pig: I also said harsh words, how could I expel you from the club?

Pig: My girlfriend cried tonight. She was looking forward to it for several days but in vain, so I comforted her.

Pig: I will go out tomorrow morning to help the counselor, and I will come back in the afternoon. I will come to you. Don’t avoid me anymore, okay?

Mao Fei held the phone, and didn't react until the screen turned off. Was he sleepy, stupid, or was this person thicker than a wild boar?

Was he drugged with ecstasy during the half-month winter vacation? How could he be tempted by such a person?

Still knocking on the lock, still waking up?

Blasphemy?

Mao Fei, an old man in the subway, was looking at his mobile phone. He couldn't care less about infamy for the MLM boss. He had to reflect on himself.

Mao Fei has a white moonlight.

Bai Yueguang's name is Chen Qi, and the two slept together for two years in high school. Chen Qi claimed to be a straight man with a steel pipe, so Mao Fei upheld the principle of not messing with him, but Chen Qi was so good, he was so good in every aspect that he, a little gay, couldn't control him. , Intentionally or unintentionally flirted with him for two years but failed to break him.

The dramatic thing is that this straight steel man transferred to another school in the third year of high school, and met a little mute in the new school, less than half a year old, and he was so sweet.

This is the love story between his Bai Yueguang Chen Qi and his gay honey Su Chengyin.

Really, it's so damn good that he wants to cry with envy and jealousy.

What about Ju Ming?Male, average in appearance, average in height, and moderate in build, he does not hesitate to pretend to achieve his goal.

Mao Feimo, what happened in the short three or four years from high school to college that made his aesthetics of choosing a spouse drop so drastically!

Nothing happened, the window period was over.

So it is lonely and idle.

Mao Fei turned on the phone again, and replied to him before blocking this troublesome thing: don't think about it.

Pointing here and there aimlessly, wandering in the sky, unable to restrain himself, Mao Fei recalled his dream of being transformed into a peach blossom.

It was the most wonderful and enjoyable dream he had had in 20 years.

The corners of his mouth were pursed, a small dimple appeared in a smirk, and Mao Fei sent out a circle of friends with aftertaste: Peach blossoms and wine, I want to drink too much.

After posting, staring blankly at these words, I curled up in disgust.

He hurriedly quit the circle of friends, randomly clicked into the contacts, and accidentally discovered that there was a friend application for "[-] yuan once to interpret dreams".

Mao Fei was puzzled. After passing the application, he followed up with a question mark and asked again: Interpretation of dreams?

Thought I wouldn't get a reply, at least not this soon.

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan Once: Non-Fei.

Mao Fei has become an old subway man again, what is this for?So polite?Say hello before you speak?

Feifei: Hello.

Feifei: It's so late, are you still open?

Wait a few seconds longer this time.

Dream Interpretation Ten yuan once: business.

Really dedicated, making money is not easy.

Mao Fei sighed and sent a ten yuan red envelope.

Feifei: Can I start?

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan Once: Yes.

Mao Fei paused. Although he had nightmares when he had a high fever, he couldn't remember anything when he had a high fever. After hesitating for a few moments, he decided not to be ashamed. Anyway, no one knows who, so let him interpret the dream.

Feifei: I dreamed that I turned into a peach blossom. It was pink. It was originally a flower bud, but after falling into the hot spring, the petals bloomed.

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan Once: Peach Blossom Luck.

This, this is too cherish words like gold, right?Let's talk about it in detail!

Feifei: It is true that there is a peach blossom luck, a good peach blossom, and a rotten peach blossom.

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan Once: What is good?

Feifei: The one I met in the bar was too good to say anything.

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan Once: What about rotten peach blossoms?

Feifei: It's also really rotten.

Feifei: It’s not over yet, let me continue talking about dreams.

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan once: Well, you say.

Feifei: I’m so pitiful, do you know how to pound garlic? I’m like a garlic being put into that stone nest and being crushed over and over by a stone stick, endlessly.

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan Once: Does it hurt?

Feifei: No pain, very comfortable.

Mao Fei didn't look at it, and locked the phone the moment it was sent.

At this time, there was a sound of quilt rubbing, as if someone turned over.

Mao Fei immediately pretended to be asleep, and fumbled with his fingertips to turn off the screen of the phone. He was lying on his side facing Ran Qing. Ran Qing didn't move, it was Xia Xiaoxiao.

The sound continued, the bed creaked slightly, Mao Feiquietly opened a slit of his eyes, and saw Xia Xiaoxiao walking towards him with his shoes on.

Mao Fei closed his eyes, took a long breath, and felt Xia Xiaoxiao standing beside the bed, and then his forehead was gently probed.

Mao Fei was so moved.

Xia Xiaoxiao straightened up and left with peace of mind, Mao Fei waited for a few seconds before continuing to peek, and saw the man go around to Ran Qing's other side of the bed, and gently tucked Ran Qing in the blanket.

But he didn't want to be woken up by the people in the nest, turned over and muttered: "Xiao Xiao?"

Xia Xiaoxiao let out a "hmm".

Ran Qing said vaguely, "No, no."

Xia Xiaoxiao whispered: "I saw it, it's not burning, it's still sleeping."

Mao Fei opened the slits of his eyes again, so that he could see more clearly.

Ran Qing asked: "I slept a little cold, how about you?"

"I'm fine." Xia Xiaoxiao pondered, "You're cold, but Mao Feigang's fever..."

"Give him your quilt." Ran Qing sat up propped up, "Let's squeeze together."

Mao Fei: "..."

Mao Fei was hesitating whether to make a sound, saying that he was okay, that he didn't need to be cold, but he was looking forward to the next scene.

Xia Xiaoxiao came over with the quilt as promised, Mao Fei seemed to be sleeping unconsciously, and even the weight on his body couldn't wake him up.

It was still dark, and there were only small spotlights attached to the floor in the room.

Ran Qing seemed to be silent.

Xia Xiaoxiao apologized, "Did you get overwhelmed?"

Ran Qing remained silent.

There was no movement in the whole room, Mao Fei secretly opened his eyes, and saw Ran Qing with his back turned to him, with only a dark head exposed.

What kind of posture is used!Such a not spacious single bed, Xia Xiaoxiao is so big!

Mao Fei wished that he had a pair of see-through eyes, so that he could see clearly through the white quilt.

Mao Fei opened his mouth, straight men are so gay.

He shrank into the bed with extremely slow movements, turned on the phone, saw the other party and asked: Then what?

Mao Fei was worried, the darkest screen was not enough, and the eye protection mode was turned on.

Feifei: Then boiled white wine was poured in, and I was made into peach blossom wine.

It may seem like a plain dream, but it actually has profound connotations.

Mao Fei hid in the suffocating darkness. At that time, he also closed his eyes, and his eyes were soaked with wet blackness. Later, finally, when he was deeply drenched, he was really drunk.

Mao Fei sobbed helplessly.

The screen is suddenly turned on, and the dream interpretation is ten yuan once: it is a spring dream.

Mao Fei's face was hot, blaming the two quilts for being too thick.

He became angry from embarrassment: I know, I know, you understand it!

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan Once: You are pregnant.

Feifei: No!

Just like last night, no, it was the night before, just like when the man asked him "Your first time?"

Mao Fei wrestled with his tangled emotions, not asking himself: Will I still meet the person who cooks wine in my dream?

Dream Interpretation Ten Yuan Once: Yes.

Mao Fei was very happy, and typed: Thank you, I will count one for dream interpretation---

The word "Gua" is still being spelled, but instead, "Shutdown" appears in the center of the dark screen.

Mao Fei was dumbfounded, extreme joy begets sorrow.

He got out of the bed with extremely slow movements, returned the phone, and glanced at the two roommates in the next bed, who seemed to be sleeping soundly.

Sleeping in your arms will make you sleep soundly, he knows it.

Mao Fei snorted with his nose, closed his eyes and went wild.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Mao Fei had an idea.

At 07:30, it was already bright.

Mao Fei sat cross-legged on the bed, Ran Qing sat on the chair beside the bed, Xia Xiaoxiao was away, and went to run errands to buy breakfast.

"You're a good match, really."

"Are you stupid, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"It's not nonsense!" Mao Fei patted the quilt anxiously, "Just now he even dressed you!"

Ran Qing was amused: "Last night, there was a person who had a high fever and couldn't take care of himself. Xiao Xiao put on a coat for him, and Zhuang Qiang helped him pull up his trousers. He even screamed for a hug."

Mao Fei misfired.

The words of thanks had been said several times when he woke up, and Mao Fei puffed his face: "I invite you, and Zhuang Qiang, to eat and drink milk tea."

"Milk tea is fine." Ran Qing handed him the phone to look at, "Does it look good?"

A photo of a girl, black and straight, white and soft, wearing a gorgeous cosplay costume.

Mao Fei admired: "It's beautiful! Is your sister?"

"My online dating partner." Ran Qing smiled brightly, "It's Zhenzhen."

Mao Fei: "...!!!"

"When did you fall in love with the Internet!"

"winter vacation."

Mao Fei was speechless, held back for a while, and asked, "Does Xiao Xiao know?"

"Yes, we played games together last night."

Mao Fei held back for a while: "When next time, I want to play together!"

Xia Xiaoxiao came back and bought millet porridge and buns in cups.

Mao Fei self-disillusionment while eating, this pair of roommates CP, he has only been drinking for less than three hours, and the mirror is already broken.

He asked, "Does Zhenzhen have a nice voice?"

Xia Xiaoxiao was more active than Ran Qing: "It sounds good."

He asked again: "Have you watched the video?"

This question can only be answered by Ran Qing: "No, I haven't met, she is a freshman in the provincial capital next door."

Baozi couldn't stop Mao Fei's mouth: "What do you usually call Zhenzhen? I heard that people in online dating are very fast. When they come up, they are husbands and wives. What about you?"

Ran Qing was a little embarrassed: "Can you eat your breakfast well?"

Mao Fei couldn't: "You didn't send her money, did you?"

Xia Xiaoxiao laughed out loud: "Good question, you should pay attention."

Ran Qing was particularly ashamed: "You two, huh? Discuss my relationship first, and then doubt my IQ!"

Mao Fei chewed and swallowed, took another sip of the sweet porridge, and said, "I'm worried about you."

After eating, clean up the mess, and at eight o'clock sharp, the hospital will officially go to work.

Mao Fei folded the quilt neatly, and then greeted the two of them: "I have a heart that I want to play, please help me to see if it can be done?"

This was his epiphany from last night.

He overslept in Berwyn yesterday afternoon, costing him one skip and only five.

If, after a while, I ask the doctor to issue a sick note for him and write down the date of yesterday, is it possible to confuse the public and use the note to sell the leave?

Ran Qing said: "It stands to reason that we did arrive at the hospital before midnight last night."

Xia Xiaoxiao found a bug: "Don't forget Zhuang Qiang, unless you go to the office by yourself after class, otherwise he will definitely call you a liar when he sees it."

So it is still feasible, Mao Fei decided to give it a try.