Dip in fire

After that, Zhong Ning continued to be playful, and he would say a few words from time to time, scolding the sky and then scolding the ground, defending Zhang Weilan's injustice, and hating Zhang Weilan for being a stinky fox who only kills a thousand knives.

Zhang Weilan listened without moving, opened her eyes, and looked at the light on the ceiling—that lonely, unlit light.Zhong Ning refused to light the lamp.

After Zhong Ning finished his hysteria, he swung his leg to press Zhang Weilan's lap: "You are upset, shall I sing you a song?"

Zhang Weilan turned to look at Zhong Ning.Zhong Ning was quite drunk, but due to being dizzy for a while before, his eyes are not too distracted now, and he can still focus for a short time.The black of those pupils is lighter than the surroundings, and can reveal weak light.

Zhang Weilan was knocked down and said without strength: "Zhong Ning, shut up."

Zhong Ning was silent for a moment, just when Zhang Weilan thought he was finally obedient, Zhong Ning suddenly opened his mouth and really started singing.

Zhong Ning sang very well. Although drinking too much affected his performance, he didn't run too much.He drew up his long voice and sang softly: "Twinkle, twinkle, the sky is full of small stars, hanging in the sky to shine brightly, like many small eyes..."

Zhang Weilan opened his eyes and listened, he was incapable of talking nonsense with Zhong Ning, let alone unloading Zhong Ning's legs that were pressing on him, telling him to get out of bed.

As if possessed, Zhang Weilan didn't want to move at all.He seemed to have been pulled out, his bones shattered, and he sank in deep water.His consciousness began to blur, but his perception was still clear.

When Little Xingxing sang four and a half times, Zhong Ning fell asleep with his head tilted, and muttered the last drunken words before going to sleep: "Open the curtain...Little Xingxing."

Zhang Weilan didn't make things difficult for himself anymore, he closed his eyes and let his powerlessness and confusion dominate him.

Zhang Weilan couldn't tell whether she slept or didn't sleep that night.

Probably didn't sleep.Otherwise, why Zhong Ning could feel Zhong Ning squeezing him and kicking him?

It should be asleep.Otherwise why would he be dreaming?

Zhang Weilan dreamed of the hospital.The white and white hospital.He ran all the way from the school corridor to the hospital corridor, and before he reached the emergency room, he was stopped by Zhong Pei.

Someone, I don't know who it is, can't see the face clearly.Wearing a white coat and a mask, pointing to a bed covered with a white cloth.There was something bulging under the white cloth, and the mouth behind the mask said that the bulging thing was his father.

......

Zhong Ning came over again.Zhong Ning was so hot that Zhang Weilan suspected that he had a fever.It was unbearably hot.

Zhang Weilan had to turn over, and when he finally struggled to turn around, Zhong Ning stuck up again.

This time Zhong Ning stuck tightly to Zhang Weilan's body, encircling him from behind.Zhang Weilan felt like a piece of ice warming the fire.Summer is hot, Zhong Ning is hot, his coldness is no match for him, he has to melt away, his bones and blood, his internal organs, it is very painful to melt away.

......

Grandpa on the hospital bed had white gauze wrapped around his head, and Mistress Zhong was talking to the doctor.Then another nurse came in, it was the mouth behind the mask, Zhang Weilan couldn't hear what she said.

It's just that Zhong Pei sat down on the ground, tears came out.It's an unstoppable rash.

They asked Zhang Weilan to take a look.What are you looking at?Something bulging under the white cloth?Zhang Weilan didn't go.

He stared at Grandpa not daring to blink.I dare not.He is afraid.

......

Are these dreams, or real?Is it this moment, or a memory?

Can't tell the difference between waking and sleeping.

It seems that the spirit has been buried in the ground and rotted into ashes, but the brain and eyes live on the earth with the skin, consuming fresh oxygen.

Temperature is a symbol of life and can comfort desperate souls.For example, the ones on Zhang Weilan's vest, and the ones wrapped around her body - Zhong Ning is so rambunctious, so hot.

Zhang Weilan continued to be confused.He saw himself closing the door and sitting on the bed.He looked at the curtains, someone was beating behind the curtains, and it was Zhong Ning again: "Zhang Weilan, can you open the curtains?"

It's always Zhong Ning, Zhong Ning is drunk and careless: "Twinkle, twinkle... look at the stars."

The reality of hearing abnormalities in sleep.In reality, the sense of smell is more sensitive.The smell of alcohol on Zhong Ning's body persisted, making Zhang Weilan dizzy...

Late summer mornings, the sun is far less lethal than midday, but still hotter than other seasons.

Zhong Ning was awakened by the heat.The moment the consciousness returned to his brain, he immediately felt a splitting headache.

Zhong Ning lifted his heavy eyelids, squinted his eyes and wanted to shout "headache", but unfortunately he didn't shout out and was dumbfounded.

He opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was a snow-white nape of the neck.

Zhong Ning's eyes gradually widened, and he gradually realized that he was in Zhang Weilan's room, lying on Zhang Weilan's bed, and... he was dying shamelessly, hugging Zhang Weilan with hands and feet.

"Damn..." Zhong Ning cursed tremblingly, as if struck by lightning.

"Yu" in "Headache About to Split" was hacked to death, and his head was completely split.

Zhong Ning held his breath tightly, and his consciousness slowly flowed through his body along with the blood.After waking up from a hangover, Zhong Ning was horrified to discover...

Early in the morning, the sun is infinitely good.He reacted naturally, in a healthy way.

Because Zhong Ning's legs were sandwiched between Zhang Weilan's legs, his posture was exaggerated and presumptuous, and the hard part of his lower body was right on Zhang Weilan's back.

Zhong Ning: "..."

Zhong Ning forcibly turned his face green, sweating profusely.

He froze for half a minute, staring at Zhang Weilan not daring to move.Zhang Weilan didn't respond, and her breathing was long. She must have fallen asleep and still hasn't woken up.

This is a blessing in misfortune.

Zhong Ning quickly pulled himself together, and after shaking for a long time, he really shook up a psychological construction like an earthquake-stricken area.

He let go of Zhang Weilan lightly, and slowly got up from the bed, wasting a lot of effort.Looking at the appearance that life is worse than death, he wished to pluck off his limbs and throw them away.

Zhong Ning tiptoed, stooped like a thief, and opened a crack for Zhang Weilan's door.

This seam seemed to be his only way of life.Zhong Ning got out like fleeing the plague, ran out with his hooves, and Zhang Weilan didn't close the door.

He ran to the bathroom, his face was hot, his brain was boiling, he was hunched over and in a hurry, and almost accidentally knocked over Xiao Huan.

Xiao Huan just woke up, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and was stunned.

Xiao Huan tilted her head: "Brother Zhong Ning?"

Zhong Ning: "..."

Fortunately, the pants on his body were loose, otherwise Zhong Ning would have swung a kitchen knife and killed himself on the spot.

At this time, old man Zhang also opened the door. Zhong Ning turned his back to old man Zhang, and his spine ached from the old man's question: "Xiao Ning? Why did you come here so early? No, the door is still locked."

"Grandpa Zhang, I'm in a hurry to urinate!" Zhong Ning groaned, and flew into the toilet regardless.

Old man Zhang: "..."

Xiao Huan blinked her big eyes stupidly.

Half of Zhong Ning's life was lost, and Zhang Weilan was still basking in the sun on the bed.

It was quite quiet in the room, and the sound from outside came in through the crack of the door.Zhang Weilan closed her eyes, paused after taking a long breath, and sighed.He didn't move much, and continued to lie with his eyes closed for a while before getting up.

Zhang Weilan went down to the ground and closed the door that Zhong Ning had opened.

After closing the door tightly, Zhang Weilan stared at the doorknob, then turned to look at the wide open window.

Zhang Weilan turned around, walked back to the bed and sat down, rubbed her face, and cursed from between her fingers: "Idiot."

Under the sun, the night's sleeplessness seemed to have never existed, like a demon possessed, dying at the sight of the light, without a trace.Zhang Weilan's mind was unexpectedly sober.

He stretched his sore arms and legs, and was bound tightly by Zhong Ning. He barely moved in the second half of the night, and was extremely stiff.

Zhang Weilan picked up the quilt and folded it a few times before starting to make the bed.When he put the folded quilt on the pillow, Zhang Weilan found that his pillow was wet with a big piece.

Zhang Weilan paused, and threw the quilt in his hand up to cover up the traces.

He reached out to touch his eyes, and blinked again, feeling that his eyes were very jerky, and the ends of his eyes were also tight.

This big oolong of course made Zhong Ning want to jump into the Huangpu River.I can't remember too many fragments from last night, and the fragmentary flashes make my nerves ache.Zhong Ning only knew that he was ashamed and thrown on the crib, and he didn't dare to think about it, he wished he could be completely broken.

At this point, Zhang Weilan calmly pointed to the window and explained: "Zhong Ning was so drunk that he came in through the window in the middle of the night last night."

With all the witnesses and material evidence, Zhong Ning couldn't deny it even if he knelt down and worshiped the ground.

Zhong Ning was drunk and attacked Zhang Weilan through the window in the middle of the night.Just this title alone can make the elders in the family laugh.

Yan Huiwan felt like picking up some laughingstock of the century, she clicked her tongue twice when she thought of it, and she wanted to make a joke when she saw Zhong Ning.

Zhong Pei was also fooled by his son's wine, because he was enough to ridicule, and even lost half of his anger, so he didn't scold Zhong Ning too much.

It's just that Zhong Yu pulled Zhong Ning and apologized to Zhang Weilan. After apologizing, he pointed at Zhong Ning's nose and ordered: "No more drinking!"

"I don't drink! Anyone who drinks is stupid!" Zhong Ning was so ashamed that his neck thickened twice, and he wanted to swear to the sky.

He couldn't even look at Zhang Weilan anymore.But fortunately, the most critical part of the morning, Zhang Weilan doesn't know... right?Zhang Weilan is asleep.Zhong Ning thought.

Thinking of this, Zhong Ning peeked at Zhang Weilan's waist, his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

In contrast, Zhang Weilan was the "ignorant" victim who basked in the sun with her eyes closed, but she had eyes to look at Zhong Ning.Seeing Zhong Ning's unlucky face, Zhang Weilan thought silently: "Aren't you just stupid?"

After several days, Zhong Ning was still uncomfortable with Zhang Weilan.But Zhang Weilan never mentioned Zhong Ning's drunkenness again, so he didn't want to embarrass him at all.Since the incident happened, he has never ridiculed or complained, and Zhong Ning's scalp is so thoughtful.

Such a big stain in Master Zhong's life seems insignificant in Zhang Weilan's eyes.Like the tear stain on the pillow.If it is covered, it will evaporate with the summer and disappear.

Zhang Weilan found her first part-time job, working in a milk tea shop.This year's milk tea is not so fancy, the pigments should dye the tongue colorful, the saccharin is too thick to knock your teeth, and there are big black beans called "pearls" in it. You can suck a series of them with a straw, and the bite is sticky and burly.

Big guys don't care for sweet things, Zhong Ning categorically disdains them, but in comparison, he is more willing to go home and meet Da Duozi.

But after the drunkenness case, the criminal Zhong Ning automatically succumbed in front of Zhang Weilan.With his faults and guilty conscience, he always involuntarily goes to milk tea shops for consumption.

Zhong Ning only drinks the original flavor.Because he felt that others were brightly colored and could be poisonous.

Zhang Weilan is another face to the guests, taking money to do things, loving and dedicated to her job.When Zhong Ning came, he would do it. He never bothered him, and never said words like "get out" to turn off customers.

On the weekend morning, Xu Huai and Xu's father went to other provinces, but Zhong Ning and the others did not go to the station to see him off.

Because of this, Yang Jian was overwhelmed, and called Zhong Ning to harass him. After complaining, he yelled that he felt uncomfortable, and wanted to go out for a walk.

Zhang Weilan was tied up in the milk tea shop in the afternoon and couldn't get away, and Zhong Ning was an unconscious student, so he had to save his homework and write it with his tutor Teacher Zhang in the evening.So his feet hurt from being idle, so he asked Yang Jian to go out and fool around.

The two brothers were aimlessly pressing the road on the street.It's already autumn, but I don't know if it's because the tail is particularly explosive this summer, or because the autumn tiger itself is frizzy.The day is still hot.

Yang Jian's head was covered with beads of sweat, and when he shook his neck, beads of sweat flew all over Zhong Ning's face.

Zhong Ning kicked Yang Jian and took out a tissue to wipe his face.

Yang Jian smiled embarrassedly: "Well, it's getting hot, let's find a place to sit for a while? Shall I buy you a drink?"

Zhong Ning thought for a while: "Then go drink milk tea and ask for ice."

Yang Jian frowned: "Where does Zhang Weilan work? Last time I finished drinking, I wanted to ask, why didn't that milk tea shop close down? Is the business still booming?"

Zhong Ning squinted at Yang Jian: "What did you drink last time?"

Yang Jian: "Hami melon."

Zhong Ning patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, and pointed out sincerely: "You have drunk the wrong flavor, drink the original flavor from now on."