fall or redemption

The next morning, Jiang Han still went downstairs to eat breakfast on time at 7:[-], but he saw that everyone was sitting at the dining table without eating, and the table was empty, and he was wondering when he heard a sure-fire voice, "Here we come , I have been waiting for a long time, everyone, the sashimi porridge is ready."

Jiang Han looked at his hair curled up from sleep, did this person wake up early to cook porridge?Sure enough, he brought the porridge to the table with Aunt Li, and served it to everyone one by one. Jiang Feng joked, "The service attitude is pretty good."

Sure enough, he smiled happily, "That's right, the shop is run with integrity, and the service is thoughtful. The guest officer must give a five-star praise after eating." After speaking, he smiled brightly at Jiang Han, "This guest officer is not hurrying to take a seat, This is the sashimi porridge you ordered."

Jiang Han felt that this set of rhetoric was fresh, and after sitting down, he jokingly asked, "Do you plan to open a porridge shop after failing the college entrance examination?"

Sure enough, the porridge in his hand kept moving, and he replied: "This idea is good, the business must be good, maybe it can be opened into a national chain store."

Jiang Mingliang took the bowl from Guo Ran's hand, "Let me taste it and see if it's worth the investment."

Xia Xiaoqin ate two mouthfuls and said to Jiang Mingliang: "Second brother, hurry up and invest, you will definitely make a profit without losing money." Then she said to Guo Guo: "Yes, of course, I have improved compared to last night's cooking, and I can become a teacher. You are blue. .”

Sure enough, she raised her eyebrows at Xia Xiaoqin proudly, and then sat down to eat.In order to cook porridge for Jiang Han, he got up before 6 o'clock. Originally, he only cooked Jiang Han's portion. The old man who got up early was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper. When he saw him cooking porridge in the cooking room, he asked him to cook more. Everyone tried his handicrafts, and they really thought they would cook them the same anyway, so they nodded and agreed. He was also very happy to see that everyone liked the food.Is Jiang Han happy?Thinking of raising his head to look at Jiang Han who was opposite him, Jiang Han happened to be looking at him too, and sure enough, he opened his eyes wide and raised his eyebrows, as if asking him if it was delicious?It seems to be asking him how he is still satisfied?Jiang Han felt that this person was too lively, looked at him with a smile and said, "Well, it can reach the level of opening a chain store."

The old man was also very happy to see the happy and harmonious atmosphere of the family, and he liked it a little more in his heart.

After eating, he followed Jiang Han to report to the study. During the period, Jiang Han went back to the room and followed him. Then Jiang Han closed the door and went to the study. Sure enough, he followed him to the study. Like a tail, he thought it was funny, the corners of his mouth kept rising slightly, and he seemed to be in a much better mood.

After Jiang Han sat down, he pulled a chair and sat down next to him, "Mr. Jiang, are you ready for class? Your students are ready."

Jiang Han rubbed his messy hair, "I have something to tell you before class."

Sure enough, he sat upright, "Teacher Jiang, please tell me."

Jiang Han said in a serious and soft voice: "Thank you for getting up so early today to cook porridge for me. I really like it. Thank you for your hard work."

Sure enough, he scratched his hair in embarrassment, "It's okay, didn't you say that, the patient's request should be met, and everyone has a share."

Jiang Han nodded, "Let's start class then."

Jiang Han turned on the computer, he prepared all the materials last night, opened the documents and explained one by one, which arguments a material can correspond to, how to convert, etc. Jiang Han explained in great detail, and he really listened He is also very serious, occasionally raising his hand to interrupt before Jiang Han said, saying "Teacher, I know this can be dealt with..." This kind of schoolboy-like way, Jiang Han also cooperates with him at this time: "This What a great kid."

After finishing all the material, Jiang Han sent it to Guo Guo by email, so that he could read it anytime, preferably memorize it.

Sure enough, after accepting it, Jiang Han continued: "Now, I will help you sort out some ancient Chinese reading materials, such as vocabulary, common words and less common words in ancient Chinese; grammatical structure, common classical Chinese sentence patterns. This part of the assessment The content is nothing more than content words, function words, sentence patterns, translation, comprehension, etc. As long as you have a good grasp of the content words, function words, sentence patterns, etc. that appear in the textbook, then it is not difficult to assess these knowledge points in the college entrance examination Solved, it will be easier to understand and translate ancient prose outside of the college entrance examination."

Sure enough, he looked at Jiang Han gratefully, "Mr. Jiang, you have worked hard! I don't want to thank you for your great kindness, and I will be respected by the students." He clasped his fists at Jiang Han and leaned forward.

Jiang Han was dumbfounded by what he said, "Sure enough, classmate, are you always this funny in school?"

Sure enough, he straightened up and raised his head to look at Jiang Han and said, "Hey, I was led astray by my bastard at the same table. Usually he always talks to me like this, and I will be affected to some extent, and I think it's good, why Add some fun to the boring study life."

At this moment, He Can sneezed, who was thinking of me?

Jiang Han agreed: "It's good to add some material to life. You can arrange your own time now. It will take some time for me to finish sorting out."

Sure enough, after thinking about it, he ran back to the room and brought over a stack of papers, "Our school is so perverted, every teacher gave out more than a dozen papers."

Jiang Han smiled, "Indeed there are quite a lot, but except for Chinese, you should think it as simple as writing for fun."

Sure enough, he looked at Jiang Han in surprise, and Jiang Han continued, "I have read the other papers you wrote, and the correct rate is very high, and the physics and mathematics are full marks." He pushed the stack of test papers on the other side of the desk to In front of Guo Ruan, "Also, Guo Ruan, please put away your things."

Sure enough, he touched his nose and muttered softly, "I forgot to collect it yesterday."

Jiang Han looked at him and touched his nose again, the small mole moved back and forth on the tip of his nose with his movements, Jiang Han suddenly reached out and grabbed Guo Guo's hand, originally wanted to say, "If you touch your nose again, you will have to remove this mole." It’s gone.” As a result, the moment he grasped Guo Guo’s hand, he forgot what to say for a while, only felt that Guo Guo’s hand was very warm, his fingers were well-knit, slender and beautiful.And sure enough, he was suddenly caught by Jiang Han's cold hand and was at a loss for a moment, looked at him suspiciously, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Han seemed to come back to his senses, quickly let go of his hand, and coughed lightly, "Uh, it's okay, then you should do the paper quickly."

Sure enough, he nodded suspiciously and started to make the paper. He put it down after writing two strokes, raised his head and asked Jiang Han: "Brother Han, are you cold? Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?"

Jiang Han was puzzled by the question, "Huh? It's not cold."

Sure enough, I still felt the cold touch of the hand that Jiang Han shook just now, got up and went to the room to take a small blanket and put it on Jiang Han, "But your hands are so cold, if you feel that turning on the air conditioner is too boring, you can put another blanket on it." Blanket, don't let the cold get worse."

Jiang Han looked at him, as if a warm current flowed into his blood and flowed to his heart riddled with holes, "How did I hear that my daughter is the little padded jacket."

Sure enough, he smiled and said, "I'm not a padded jacket, I'm a military overcoat, which is warmer. Well, now you can study hard and improve every day."

The study returned to silence, only the sound of Guo Ruo writing on the paper and Jiang Han's typing on the keyboard was heard, and the time flowed quietly like this, as Guo Ruo occasionally looked up at Jiang Han, Jiang Han slightly raised the corners of his mouth when he looked over, It's a beautiful picture.

Sure enough, after finishing the two papers, he stretched his waist and yawned, "Brother Han, take a break, you have been staring at the computer for more than two hours." Mother checked, and there are too many things that people with heart disease should pay attention to. The first thing is not to overwork.

Jiang Han turned his face slightly to him, but his eyes were still fixed on the computer, "Well, okay, right away." Then he typed on the keyboard.

Sure enough, seeing that he couldn't rest, he reached out and pressed two keys CTRL+S on the keyboard, and then closed the computer for him, "Get up and move around, your feet will hurt, your waist will become sore, and your eyes will swell after sitting for a long time." .” Saying that, he pulled back.

Jiang Han helplessly let him pull him up, "Are you going to pull me up to do exercises between classes?"

Sure enough, his eyes lit up and he smiled pleasantly, "Hey, yes, you reminded me, come on, Brother Han will take you to relive your high school days."

Jiang Han found out that it really is the character of talking about wind and rain, doing whatever comes to mind, as if he never has to think about it, this kind of human life is usually colorful.

Sure enough, I used my mobile phone to find the music of radio gymnastics on the Internet and put it on, "Brother Han, what set do you guys play?"

Jiang Han smiled and saw that he didn't speak, but he was not annoyed as expected, and said with a smile, "Mr. Jiang, don't be lazy, let's start." Sure enough, the exaggerated movements made people feel very funny, coupled with such a handsome picture The face seemed to be possessed by some unknown object. At first, Jiang Han could not smile so exaggeratedly. The more he looked at it, the more he found it funny. In the end, he couldn't help laughing out loud, but he still didn't stop doing it. , and the movements became more and more exaggerated, Jiang Han covered his stomach with his hands and bent over laughing until tears came out, "Sure enough, you... What did you eat to grow up, so funny..."

Sure enough, he finally stopped, looking at Jiang Han smiling so happily, for some reason, he felt unspeakably uncomfortable, as if a message flashed through his mind: how many times can he laugh like this?

Jiang Han slowly calmed down as he stopped, and he pursed his lips to get his expression back together, "Sure enough, classmate, is this also because your bastard at the same table led you astray?"

Sure enough, when he told a lie, his face didn't blush and his heart skipped a beat, "Well, yes, that's him."

At this time, He Can sneezed, who is scolding me?

Sure enough, he also felt that he had let himself go too much in front of Jiang Han, and covered his face with his hands and said in a muffled voice, "It wasn't me you saw just now, it was my twin brother Guo Gan."

Jiang Han took away his hand covering his face, "Are you embarrassed to let me see this courageous classmate?"

Sure enough, he simply raised his head and face to let him see, "Look, look, classmate Guo Gan is as handsome as me."

Jiang Han couldn't help pinching his face with his hands, "Well, he's as cute as his classmates."

Sure enough, she blushed for no reason. Is the word cute used to describe a big boy?He patted Jiang Han's hand away, "What's cute, you're cute."

Jiang Han withdrew his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist, "It's already 11:30, are you still studying?"

Sure enough, after thinking about it, he frowned and asked, "What can I do in half an hour?" Jiangzhong had dinner on time at 12 noon.

Jiang Han saw that he didn't want to study anymore, "There are a lot of books on the bookshelf, you can choose any miscellaneous book to relieve boredom, I will continue."

Sure enough, he snapped his fingers and nodded, and walked quickly to the bookshelf. He had roughly read some categories before, and it seemed that there were art books. In an introductory book on Chinese painting, I flipped it in my hand, and my thoughts were pulled back to the year when I was 10 years old. His mother also gave him an introductory book on Chinese painting, but she didn’t force him to learn it. Look at how to cultivate one's sentiments, but as expected, she directly threw it back at Xia Xiaoqin, "I don't want to learn to paint from my mother to be a painter, I want to learn to fly a plane from my father to be a pilot."

His father was very happy when he heard that, he picked him up and turned around, "My good son, then you have to study hard, and you will be a better captain than your father in the future."

Sure enough, she nodded firmly, Xia Xiaoqin looked at the father and son and said with a smile, "How about you flying me around the country to hold art exhibitions from now on?"

Sure enough, he never expected that his father, the captain who had been flying in the air for many years, would die in a car accident on land where he didn't spend much time a few years later.

How many years has it been?Sure enough, he took out his mobile phone and found the unclear photo and looked at it blankly. He couldn't help but fell into a period of incomprehensible thoughts. What does death mean to a person?If you could choose, would you choose to die unexpectedly without warning and full of regrets, or die peacefully after knowing the specific time of death, or spend the last days with peace of mind, or die in fear, anxiety and unwillingness?What was his father thinking when he died?He must be thinking about his son and wife, right?

After finishing the last paragraph, Jiang Han turned off the computer and turned his head to see that he was actually sitting on the ground with his mobile phone in a daze, trying to think about some philosophical issues, looking very serious but also very confused.

Jiang Han walked over and squatted down to look at him, "Why are you sitting on the ground, get up quickly, you'll catch a cold when the ground is cold."

Sure enough, he looked at Jiang Han with confused eyes as if he hadn't recovered, "If a person dies suddenly, there must be a lot of regrets, right?"

Jiang Han didn't expect that he would ask this question suddenly, and he was stunned for a moment. He, who has been walking on the edge of life and death all year round, didn't know how to answer him: "Why do you suddenly want to ask this question?"

Sure enough, he glanced at the photo and said nothing.

Jiang Han followed his gaze to see the person in the photo, who was somewhat similar to him, especially the nose, Jiang Han instantly understood.He pulled Guo Guo up and closed his open clothes, "Your father may have some regrets when he left. He didn't see you grow into a good person, and he couldn't fulfill the promise he made with your mother, but he sure Knowing that you understand his regret, you will live out your wonderful life and live with him, so as to comfort him."

Sure enough, he raised his head to look at Jiang Han, his nose was sore, what about Jiang Han's parents?When they left, Jiang Han should be the one who worried most. Can Jiang Han live with them?

Jiang Han looked at the sadness on Guo Ruo's face, why is this person so straightforward?Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are always shown to you so plainly, without hiding anything, so clean and transparent that there is no trace of impurity.He stretched out his hands and patted him on the back, comfortingly said: "You are already very good, and I can see that the third aunt and the third uncle are also very happy together, so your father will not have any regrets."

"What about you?" Sure enough, he asked weakly.

Jiang Han didn't understand the meaning: "Huh? Me what?"

Sure enough, I don't know what I'm asking, Jiang Han, do you have any regrets?Or, Jiang Han, will you die suddenly?

Seeing that he didn't reply, Jiang Han didn't continue to ask.

In the following days, she and Jiang Han spent almost every day in the study.Sure enough, he made a schedule for himself. After breakfast, he memorized the ancient prose knowledge and composition materials that Jiang Han helped him sort out in his room. He went to the study room at 9 o'clock to do the papers until noon. , the last thing to finish every day is the Chinese paper, and Jiang Han will correct the composition. I really feel that this is more fulfilling than my life in school.And Jiang Han usually spends his time in the study room except for eating and sleeping.Sure enough, watching Jiang Han read with gusto every day holding a professional book as thick as a dictionary, occasionally taking notes, sometimes stopping to look up information on the computer, and sending a photo of a certain page to Zhou Shen on WeChat with the attached Voice message: Check to see if this is an error.Sure enough, a genius is indeed a genius. Do you question professional books casually?Then you will hear the other party's reply. They discussed back and forth, but they didn't understand a word, and Jiang Han was afraid of disturbing him, so he would go to the small world divided by potted plants, sit by the piano and talk with each other. The other party continued to discuss, and from Guo Ruo's point of view, Jiang Han is undoubtedly very attractive if he is serious or even serious.Every time at this time, I would really think, if I also know some medical knowledge, then at least I can have the opportunity to intervene and the qualification to express opinions, and maybe I can also understand and understand his illness. help?Sure enough, he was taken aback by his own thoughts. He had never thought of developing into medicine, so he quickly shook his head and said to himself, you really are stunned!

One night, he finally finished writing the composition. First, he corrected the previous questions according to the answers. Many of the knowledge points of ancient prose compiled by Jiang Han came in handy, and the correct rate was finally not so ugly.Sure enough, he handed the composition to Jiang Han for correction with both hands, "Mr. Jiang, please read it over, please be merciful."

Jiang Han took the paper with a smile, "Do you think I will show mercy?"

Sure enough, thinking of the composition scores of the previous two days, according to the method Jiang Han said, he clearly felt that his own composition was not like before. all will do.However, with a wave of Jiang Han's pen, he only gave him a passing score of 800 points. Looking at the surprised expression, Jiang Han said seriously: "Writing more is not writing well. You are writing more than before. The content should be more substantial, but the details are not appropriate, and you write the same amount of each point, so that people can't see the key points."

Sure enough, he paid special attention to Jiang Han's question this time, and waited anxiously for Jiang Han to write. When Jiang Han picked up the pen, his brain seemed to play back Jiang Han's movements in slow motion, and every movement was very clear. Slowly appearing in my mind, I picked up the pen with my right hand, pinched the pen with the index finger and thumb of my left hand and pulled it apart. The tip of the pen fell on the test paper, and the knuckles of my right index finger turned white, and I wrote a beautiful Arabic numeral 45.Looking at this number, it was only after his brain froze that he recovered, "Teacher Jiang..." Sure enough, he looked at the score and then at Jiang Han, grinning and laughing silly.

Jiang Han felt that he was really smart and understood everything. He really couldn't understand why he couldn't find a way to improve his Chinese until he was in the third year of high school. It can only be considered medium, next time pay attention to the transition of each point to be more natural."

Sure enough, the chick nodded like a pecking rice: "Yeah, pay attention next time, haha, with the composition score, my Chinese score is finally three digits." After speaking, he quickly took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to He Can:

It really was me: Brother Can, in order to give me the motivation to learn Chinese, let me make a bet. If I pass the Chinese exam at the beginning of the semester, I will win, and if I fail, you will win, okay?

Said covering his mouth and secretly laughing.

Jiang Han: ...

He Can responded quickly.

Er Can: All right, since it’s so hard to think about it, then I’ll stay with you to the end. It’s still the old rule, whoever loses will wash the other’s stinky socks for a week.

Sure enough: OK, that's it.

He Can wondered why Brother Ran was stimulated again?

Jiang Han looked at Guo Ruo's scheming look, and the little fox emoji that Guo Guo often sent appeared in his mind again.

"It seems that you were the one who washed the socks before." Jiang Han smiled sullenly.

Sure enough, he was in a good mood, "Teacher Jiang taught well, I will definitely not be the one washing socks this time."

Jiang Han still asked his doubts: "You are very smart, and you can easily get high scores in other subjects. It is said that the learning methods are all interoperable. I don't believe that you can't find a way to improve the Chinese score. Why did you do it before? Can the Chinese score go up?"

Sure enough, he scratched his head vigorously, staring at the Chinese test paper, as if he was trying to recall something, and seemed to be thinking seriously. After a while, he touched his nose and said, "Actually, I liked Chinese quite a lot when I was in elementary school. Later, when I went to middle school, the number of subjects increased, and I became interested in other subjects. I gradually disliked Chinese, and my Chinese scores continued to decline, but my scores in other subjects could always help me improve my total score. I didn’t care too much about it. I almost didn’t get into the middle school of B, but I was lucky enough to get in, and then I kept thinking about luck, and didn’t want to spend time on Chinese. First, because I really left too much, and Chinese was originally accumulated on a daily basis. , The second is procrastination. I have always had serious procrastination when it comes to supplementing Chinese, so I have been procrastinating until now."

Jiang Han said sharply: "Procrastination is just a false concept, it is the result, not the cause. Because you don't like it, the desire to want it is not strong, so you can't self-discipline and keep procrastinating. Only when your inner desire and motivation are strengthened, Self-discipline is formed naturally, and procrastination will naturally disappear.”

Sure enough, it was the first time I heard someone explain procrastination in this way, and I found it novel, and at the same time I found it very reasonable (⊙o⊙)...

Jiang Han continued: "Seeing that the time for the college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, the safe timeline in your heart is approaching, so you are in a hurry, and the desire to improve your Chinese is obviously very strong, right?"

Sure enough, he nodded embarrassingly, "Are you studying medicine or psychology?"

Jiang Han pretended to be thinking, "There are electives in medical psychology and psychiatry"

Sure enough, he lowered his head, and said dejectedly, "Why are you so powerful, does Tian Jiuying know..."

Jiang Han looked at his phone with a smile, "At 8:[-], do you want to go back to your room to rest?"

Sure enough, he shook his head hurriedly, "It's too early, and I can't sleep when I go back." Sure enough, I used to lie on the bed and play with my mobile phone for at least an hour before going to bed, but recently I seldom even play with my mobile phone. When he was free, his eyes fell on the piano, "Hey, by the way, I haven't heard you play the piano before, Brother Han, can you play a piece of music for me?"

Following his words, Jiang Han put his eyes on the piano and said with a smile: "Yes, but I haven't practiced for a long time."

Sure enough, he hurriedly said: "You are already at the professional tenth level, so you can play it casually."

Jiang Han smiled and went to Qin and sat down without saying anything.He played a few notes casually, then raised his head and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

Sure enough, after thinking about it, he said, "It's your favorite song."

Jiang Han met his slightly brown eyes, stared at him for a few seconds, then lowered his head and began to bounce.

His originally white and slender fingers jumped back and forth on the keys, like a group of elves singing and dancing on the keys, Jiang Han's face slowly revealed a gentle expression with the sound of the piano, and the soothing sound of the piano seemed to bring people to tranquility The hut outside the house is the lake shrouded in moonlight, and there is a small boat on the lake silently, everything looks quiet and peaceful under the cold moonlight.

At the end of the song, Jiang Han left his hands from the keys and turned to look at Guo Guo.

Sure enough, he was stupefied watching and listening, as if he was still immersed in the music, immersed in the quiet cabin outside, the lakeside of the moon cage, on the quiet boat... Or, he just watched Jiang Han in a daze, There should be no one who would not be tempted by Jiang Han like this.

Sure enough, the more you know about Jiang Han, the more you discover his excellence, the more you will feel that God is unfair, why should such an excellent person be so ill-fated?

He feels that Jiang Han is like a priceless and fragile treasure, if he is not careful, the person who owns this treasure will lose him and the pain of losing will be unbearable.

In the past two days, Jiang Han found that he was always in a daze. He stretched out his index finger and scratched his nose lightly, "What are you thinking? Are you stupid?"

Sure enough, she came back to her senses: "Brother Han, you said you are so good, what kind of fairy would you have to be worthy of you?"

Jiang Han got up, went back to the desk and said while tidying up the test papers that were scattered everywhere, "At least he must be able to tidy up."

Sure enough, he ran over in a few steps, "I'll come, I'll come, I'm not not cleaning up, I will clean up before I go back to the room."

Jiang Han ruthlessly exposed him, "Which day do you remember to clean up these days?"

really:……

"I'm serious, brother Han, a genius like you must have very high demands on the other half, right?" Sure enough, he began to gossip.

Jiang Han shook his head helplessly, "What kind of genius is just enough brains in the field I'm good at. If I know my position correctly, I won't have any excessive demands. Besides, I never thought about it..." He I never thought about opening my heart to anyone. The place was already dilapidated and uninhabitable.

"You are good at too many fields..." Sure enough, he muttered softly.

Jiang Han ignored him and walked directly to the door to go back to his room to rest, and he followed.When he arrived at the door of the room, he said to Jiang Han: "Brother Han, from now on you will be my idol, and I will already be your fanboy. Good night, see you tomorrow!"

Jiang Han thought inexplicably, why is this kid so crazy?

After returning to the room, he suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask Jiang Han the name of the song just now, picked up his mobile phone and found Jiang Han's profile picture on WeChat.

It really was me: Brother Han, what was the name of the song you played just now? /little fox scratching his head

Just as Jiang Han was about to turn off the mute, he received the message, and smiled when he saw the little fox emoji.

Jiang Shuihan: "Moonlight"

Sure enough, it was me: / The little fox nodded

It really was me: Brother Han forgot to praise you just now, you play so well!I'm still playing it on loop in my head! /little fox pulling ears

Jiang Han never thought that a fox could be so cute, and felt that he would not be able to face a fox seriously in the future.

Jiang Shuihan: Thank you, as long as you like it.

It really is me: I must like it!Can I still listen to it in the future? /little fox poking finger

Jiang Han couldn't help but also looked for emoticons, but he couldn't find the little fox that he really used, and then he gave up, thinking that he really couldn't post that kind of emoticons.

Jiang Shuihan: Depending on your performance, you will be rewarded if you improve your composition score.

Sure enough, it was me: Are you going to use the power of idols? /little fox covering mouth

Sure enough, it was me: It’s a deal, I’m so motivated now, why don’t I get up and write an article? /little fox thinking

Jiang Shuihan: It's getting late, I'm about to rest, and I'll go downstairs for dinner at seven o'clock tomorrow.

Sure enough, it was me: / The little fox obeyed

Jiang Han really felt like a pistachio. Since he came, he seems to laugh a lot. Will the traits of the second-hand goods be contagious?

Sure enough, I had a dream that night. I dreamed that I came out of that quiet hut again. Seeing the window was open, I approached curiously to see what happened. There was a person lying on the small bed, and he really wanted to see who this person was, but in the dream, he actually came to the side of the small bed in the hut as soon as the scene changed, and he saw a peaceful sleeping face by the moonlight, with his eyebrows and eyes stretched. , the bridge of the nose is high, the thin lips are tightly closed, and the moonlight automatically adds a layer of filter to this face, which looks extraordinarily gentle. As expected, I was stunned. His eyes fell from his eyebrows to his eyes, the bridge of his nose, all the way to his lips, and then It was stuck there and couldn't be removed, and he slowly bent down in a mysterious way, seeing his lips sticking to the other lip, stained with the cool touch of the moonlight, and instantly woke up his heart beating wildly...

Sure enough, after waking up, he found that his heart was still beating abnormally, and he actually kissed Jiang Han in his dream! ! ! ! !

After finally calming down, I really comforted myself that it was just a dream, and dreams have no logic at all, and the person in the dream must not be me, um, yes, continue to sleep.

☆, Chinese New Year