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Because Xia Muchan was often absent from the biology research class for no reason, she was severely reprimanded by the biology teacher and fined to write a self-criticism.

On the day when the self-criticism was handed in, Xia Muchan complained a little to Yue Zhuan.

Yue Zhu'an smiled faintly, and gently touched the top of her hair.

Xia Muchan's restless heart immediately calmed down, she looked at Yue Zhu'an, and laughed too.

Yue Zhuan turned on the faucet, washed an apple, and handed it to Xia Muchan.

Xia Muchan took the apple, turned it around twice in her hand, and put it to her mouth to take a bite.

At this time, Yue Zhuan said: "Review... I also wrote it in elementary school."

Xia Muchan was startled, and the apple almost fell out of her hand.

She looked at Yue Zhu'an with a look of surprise, "You? Review? Why?"

Xia Muchan really couldn't think of a quiet and good student like Yue Zhuan writing a self-criticism.

Yue Zhu'an lowered his head, put his hand to his ear and thought for a while, as if he was recalling the past.

"Hmm... My primary school was renovated one year ago, and the original gate was demolished to build a new one. At that time, the gate was demolished, and there was a big hole in the wall. Many children came through the hole. Get out and buy some snacks." Yue Zhuan said with a smile.

"Huh?" Xia Muchan looked at her, with Yue Zhuan's shadow in her eyes.

Yue Zhu'an laughed, turned his head towards her, and leaned on Xia Muchan's shoulder, "Then, once, I jumped out with those brats, but that time I was unlucky and was caught by the director of the Academic Affairs Office. I went to the office and wrote a self-criticism."

Xia Muchan felt the weight and temperature of Yue Zhuan on her shoulders, and her heart beat vigorously in her chest.

She laughed twice, turned her head away, and whispered, "You are really... a foodie."

"Hmm..." Yue Zhuan responded with his nose, relaxed his body, and leaned his entire center on Xia Muchan.She stretched out her arms to hug Xia Muchan, her voice became smaller and smaller, "I'm a little sleepy, let me lean in..."

"Hmm..." Xia Muchan lowered her head and saw the faint dark circles under Yue Zhuan's eyes.

Xia Muchan felt a pain in her heart, and hugged her back into her arms.

Xia Muchan looked down at her, gently stroked her temple hair, and couldn't help but sigh.

Everyone envied and even envied how beautifully she played the piano, but how many people saw how much she paid for the piano every day?In addition to normal studies, I have to squeeze out two hours of piano practice every day, especially in the third grade of junior high school. As the senior high school entrance examination is approaching, the study pressure is even greater...

Xia Muchan once asked her: "Why do you make yourself so tired? Why don't you take a good rest?"

Yue Zhu'an answered her like this: "Because once a string is loose, it is difficult to tighten it. And I like the piano, I love it, so I am willing."

Xia Muchan told herself at the time: I like to listen to the piano you play, I love you, so I am willing too.

Even if all I can do is to stay with you uselessly like this...

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Xia Muchan's parents are both doctors, and they are usually very busy with work.My father is on duty at the hospital and is often away from home, while my mother is the chief surgeon and is often called to the hospital by an emergency call in the middle of the night for surgery.

On the night of the winter vacation this year, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, my father went back to the hospital to be on duty after his thirties, and that night there happened to be an accident at the construction site, and my mother was called to give first aid to the injured.

The table was full of leftovers, and in the end only Xia Muchan was left sitting at the table alone.

The chandelier on the ceiling in the restaurant swings back and forth, and Xia Muchan's thin shadow also swings back and forth on the tiles on the floor.

A dance of shadows that seems lonely.

The phone turned on, Xia Muchan took it over to look at it, and smiled.

It was Yue Zhuan's text message.

Yue Zhu'an said: "Little sister Mu Chan, happy new year's day."

Xia Muchan turned back: "You are only one year older than me, don't make yourself look so old."

Yue Zhu'an smiled, turned back and said, "Okay. What are you doing delicious at home tonight?"

Xia Muchan was stunned.

She looked at the table full of leftovers, sighed, and lowered her head.

The kettle in the kitchen began to steam, the water was boiling.

Xia Muchan hurried over to turn off the gas stove.

After waiting for a while and not receiving a reply from Xia Muchan, Yue Zhuan called her.

The phone rang, which startled Xia Muchan.

She hurried over to pick it up, "Hello, Zhu'an."

"What are you doing? Have you had dinner yet?"

Xia Muchan rubbed her nose, "Not...not yet."

Yue Zhu'an also paused for a while, and then she said: "Xiao Chan, are you at home alone?" She knew that Xia Muchan's parents were both doctors, and they were very busy with work, sometimes they were not at home at night, leaving Xia Muchan alone people at home.

Xia Muchan has often been alone at home since she was a child.

Although she always said that she was used to being alone, Yue Zhu'an knew that Xia Muchan was still very scared when she was alone at night.

Yue Zhu'an took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Chan, let me pick you up."

"Ah?" Xia Muchan was stunned.

Yue Zhu'an said: "I'll pick you up, you can come to my house tonight. On the first day of the new year, I invite you to eat the dumplings I made."

Xia Muchan looked at her own shadow swaying under her feet, her nose sore, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

After receiving the text message from Yue Zhuan downstairs, Xia Muchan ran downstairs quickly, and seeing the familiar figure under the street lamp, she wiped her eyes and rushed over, rushed into Yue Zhuan's arms, and hugged her tightly.

Yue Zhuan pinched the back of her neck twice, "Have the gas, water and electricity been turned off?"

Xia Muchan nodded fiercely, sniffed her nose, "En!"

Yue Zhu'an smiled, and asked again: "Is the door locked?"

Xia Muchan nodded fiercely, "Yes!"

Yue Zhu'an patted her on the back, held her hand, and scratched her nose, "Then come home with me, I told my parents, there is no one in your house during Chinese New Year, I will take you to my house." Live at home."

Xia Muchan didn't nod her head so hard this time, she just buried her head in the collar of Yue Zhuan's sweater, rubbed it together, and buzzed: "En."

"Let's go." Yue Zhu'an took her hand, just like teaching her to play the piano before, inserting his fingertips between her fingers and clasping them tightly.

Only in this way can the palm of the hand feel the temperature of the palm of the hand.

Only then can I imagine that the distance between heart and heart is closer, closer...

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There is no grand piano in Yue Zhuan's home.

But in her tidy and tidy room, there is a small piano in the corner against the wallpaper wall.

Opposite the small piano is a large pure wood bookcase, which contains many tapes, records, and piano scores.

Xia Muchan also saw two plant illustrated books.

After taking a bath, Yue Zhuan put down the large beige blackout curtain, turned off the overhead light, and turned on the small table lamp beside the bed.

Xia Muchan climbed onto the bed with a plant illustration book in her arms, and flipped through it under the covers.

Yue Zhu'an sat on the edge of the bed, rested his cheeks, looked at her quietly and smiled.

"Zhu'an." Xia Muchan turned her head, and her eyes just met Yue Zhuan's.

The hearts of both of them trembled suddenly.

Xia Muchan coughed lightly, pretending to be calm, and said, "Besides the piano, do you also like plants?"

"Yeah." Yue Zhuan took the book in Xia Muchan's hand, flipped through two pages, and showed it to her, "The big locust tree is my favorite."

Xia Muchan looked at the pictures in the book and nunuzui, nodded for a while and said, "I have decided, I will study plants in the future, open a botanical garden, plant a lot of trees, and then I will invite you to my botanical garden for a concert .”

Yue Zhu'an laughed, stroked her soft hair, blinked, "Okay, I'll definitely go."

Xia Muchan closed the book and handed it to Yue Zhuan. Yue Zhuan put the book on the bedside, turned off the light, got into the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt for Xia Muchan, and closed his eyes.

Xia Muchan also closed her eyes, and quietly approached Yue Zhuan with her left hand, holding her right hand, and the two intertwined their fingers, conveying each other's warmth.

In her sleep, Xia Muchan vaguely felt that her body was surrounded by warm softness, she instinctively leaned over and hugged her.

She silently said in her heart: Zhu'an, your body is so warm...

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Your body is so warm...

Xia Muchan rubbed against the arms of the person beside her again.

In the next second, the bare skin was stimulated by the cold air, and Xia Muchan suddenly opened her eyes.

"Xia Muchan, it's a hot day, even though the air conditioner is on, don't try to sneak into me."

Xia Muchan turned her head and looked at the short-haired woman lying beside her, she would not be able to recover for a while.

"Ah?" Xia Muchan opened her mouth.

Meng Xiang sat up from the bed, the towel slipped off her shoulders, exposing her bare back, but the two scratches on her back were particularly glaring.

Xia Muchan's eyes were burned by the scratches on Meng Xiang's back, and she hurriedly looked away.

"Ah—" Xia Muchan yelled irritably, threw herself on the bed and pretended to be dead.

"What's the matter?" Meng Xiang came over, leaned over and took a deep sip on her back, then kissed the back of her neck, ready to inhale.

"Don't!" Xia Muchan raised her hand decisively, and put it between Meng Xiang's lips and the fragile skin of her neck, "Don't plant any more, show it to the botanical garden, not only my colleagues but also the sweeping aunt are staring at me and laughing! "

Meng Xiang smiled, put on her coat and opened the bedroom door, "Okay, forget it. I'm going to work first, my dear, remember to lock the door when you go out."

"I know, I know, I'm so annoying! Get lost!" Xia Muchan threw a pillow at him.

"Bye-Bye!"

"Huh—" Xia Muchan fell on the bed, staring at the lamp above her head in a daze.

After a while, she covered her face with her hands and let out a long breath.

Junior high school, I haven't dreamed about it for a long time.

The author has something to say: Xia Muchan recalled Yue Zhuan in her dreams, but her real girlfriend was Meng Xiang.Of course, it’s Yue Zhu’an who is attacking, take your time later╮(╯▽╰)╭