Dedicated to Luhe

It's really cold here at night.

I went back to the cabin with Lu He, and as soon as I opened the door and entered the room, the cold directly made me shiver.

Lu He said: "I asked, there are blankets in the closet, make the bed when you sleep, it will be warmer."

"Oh." I wanted to tell him that I'm not that hypocritical, but I opened my mouth and decided to give up.

I'm just so weak, I'm so afraid of the cold, the period before the heating starts every winter can almost kill me.

I stood in the living room blowing my nose, Lu He opened the cabinet, embraced the thick blanket and said, "Shu Wang, I'll put it in your bedroom."

"Hey! I'll do it myself!" I just finished blowing my nose here, so I ran over quickly, how could I let him take care of me.

But Lu He didn't wait for me at all, he directly entered the room where I lived with the blanket in his arms, and when I passed by, he had already put it away and left.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu He smiled: "Call me that again, didn't you just say, call me by my name in private."

That's what I said, but I'm afraid that after I get used to it, I won't be able to change it in front of other colleagues. After all, my mind is always distracted, and my nerves can't keep up.

I didn't speak, and he didn't care about it any more. He patted my shoulder, told me to go to bed early, and left.

I thought about taking a shower before going to sleep, but it was too cold, and I used up all my willpower to take a shower, and taking a shower was impossible.

When I came out of the shower, I saw that the light in Lu He's room was still on, but it was already very late, so I didn't go to talk, and trotted back to the bedroom. I was a little surprised when I opened the blanket on the bed.

Lu He actually gave me both blankets, did he do it on purpose or not?

This will not work.

I picked up a blanket and went out, knocking on Lu He's door.

"What's wrong?" Lu He asked, "Can't sleep?"

After he finished asking, he saw the blanket in my arms.

"Found it?" Lu He smiled. He didn't wear glasses, so he didn't know if he could see me clearly. "You don't need to thank me, anyway, I don't need it."

"Can't use it?"

"Well, I'm afraid of heat," Lu He said, "I think the temperature at night is just right, but it's too hot to be covered with a blanket, making it uncomfortable."

He said: "You put one on the bed, and another, and put the quilt on top of the blanket, it's so warm, go to sleep."

Regarding Lu He's words, I was skeptical. What I believed was the way he taught me to keep warm, but what I doubted was that he said he thought the temperature was just right.

But I didn't continue to argue with him, it was too late, if we dragged on for a while, no one would really get to sleep, since he said he didn't need it, then I would take him away.

Having taken advantage of it, I quickly slipped back to the room, made the bed quickly, and got into the bed quickly.

However, for some reason, Mingming really slowly started to warm up, but I just couldn't sleep.

Maybe because of eating too much?

It could also be because of alcohol.

If I drink to a state where I drink more than half, I tend to be hyperactive and can't sleep.

After rolling on the bed for a long time, I suddenly heard movement in the living room outside, as if someone was walking, but I didn’t hear the sound of Lu He opening the door, which means that the person in the living room may not be him, or that the person in the living room may not be at all. people!

Well, I know that science should be paramount, and gods, ghosts and ghosts should not be talked about by contemporary outstanding young people like me, but as we all know, I am afraid of ghosts.

I have been afraid of ghosts since I was a child.

I curled up under the blanket and felt even colder.

Sometimes I think people should not be too adventurous, like me, it is a negative teaching material.

Knowing that there may be unknown creatures outside, I still couldn’t help but want to open the door to have a look. Even when I got up, my feet on the ground were unsteady and my legs were a little weak, but I still chanted "Namo Amitabha" Hold the doorknob.

Don't they say that ghosts won't come to places with strong yang energy?

If I don't have enough yang energy alone, even Lu He can't restrain these brats?

It's really annoying.

I heard the sound of opening the cabinet. I'm afraid this ghost is trying to steal from us.

When I opened the door, before I found the ghost, I heard a voice saying, "Did I wake you up?"

At this time, I was wearing pajamas and covered with a blanket, and I was standing furtively at the door of the bedroom. I followed the sound and found that it was Lu He standing by the window of the living room.

The curtains were not closed, and the moonlight just shone in to wrap him, making him feel icy cold.

It turned out it wasn't a ghost.

I said, "No, I'm not asleep yet."

Holding a can of beer in his hand, Lu He smiled and said, "Me too."

That's embarrassing, should I go over and chat with him and have a less intense discussion about "why do we lose sleep"?Or should I hurry back to bed and continue counting dumplings?

"Drinking?" Lu He said, "There is white beer in the locker, and it looks pretty good."

"Oh, okay." I was wearing slippers and wrapped in a blanket. I looked like an old witch in a fairy tale, or the faceless man in "Spirited Away", which is pretty chic anyway.

I went over, opened the cabinet, hesitated for a moment, grabbed several cans of beer and went to look for Lu He by the window.

We sat by the window, looking out from this direction was the clean and deserted river surface, glowing with faint cold light.

I was afraid of the cold, so I was still wrapped in a blanket, only showing my face and a hand holding a beer.

Lu He seemed really not afraid of the cold, he sat next to me in his pajamas.

I said, "Why didn't you sleep?"

"Can't sleep." Lu He said, "Maybe I have something on my mind."

I took a sip of wine and looked at him: "What do you mean 'maybe you have something on your mind'? If you have something, you have it, if you don't, you don't. Why do you say it's possible?"

He fiddled with the tab of the can, put it on his little finger, lowered his head, and answered me lightly: "I don't know, I just said that subconsciously."

These words, this tone, don't seem like what Lu He would say.

I asked him, "Do you miss that girl?"

Lu He laughed out loud: "A girl?"

He paused for a moment, then laughed a few more times: "If you insist on saying that, it's not impossible."

"Men, it's late at night," I lightly clinked glasses with him, "I understand, I understand."