Y is my love of continuous reading

The weather here is always unexpected.

I'm sorry I can't name the city I'm in, probably because so many things are true that even if I try to confuse my eyes, it's very likely that I will be human fleshed out.

Human flesh is human flesh, anyway, no one reads these messy words.

Um?You said K...

After that, nothing happened. To sum it up, I probably just thought too much.

Like a normal person, he eats my bread when he should, and smiles when he should smile at others. As for who Y refers to and the text about "My Love", who knows?

After a few rounds of rain, it suppressed the warm glow left over from the previous days, and the cool air was that kind of bone-chilling cold, making people want to crush their flesh and blood and wrap them tightly in their clothes.

Soon, the hot water compartment in the bathroom became a particularly hot topic, and various basins and buckets lined up every day, taking a chance for their owners to take a hot bath.

The situation in our unit is better, because there are no people in the dormitories in the corner, and the number of people is nearly one-third less than that of other units. Calculated, the probability and duration of each person's bathing are quite considerable that's it.

In the morning, the official account of the school dormitory management informed that the water supply pipes were repaired tonight, so the hot water was cut off on the fourth floor and above.

However, I am not sad at all, because I live on the third floor.

Be happy, sprinkle flowers, go back to the dormitory after self-study at night, take a hot bath, and then go to bed after doing some homework, oh yeah!

Humming a little tune and carrying the washbasin out of the bedroom door, he was wondering why the toilet was so busy, but when he entered the bathroom, he was startled by the full tub.

A shirtless man hurriedly rushed into the bathroom, I grabbed his arm quickly and stopped him.

is my roommate.

"What's going on, why are there so many people?"

"You don't know?" He half put the crumbling bathtub in his hand and threw it on the ground, "No, there is no hot water upstairs, and people can't get cold water for washing, so come to our floor to take a bath!"

"Take a shower?"

Come on, with so many pots lined up, it takes the Year of the Monkey to take a bath...

I plan to go to bed early, eh...

I had no choice but to go back to the dormitory, and I couldn't do my homework anymore. I sketched randomly on the white paper, and when it was about to take shape, I stopped drawing and didn't want to draw anymore.

The drawing on the paper is a classroom. In the seat in the middle and back, there is a boy propping his head with his hands. He seems to be sleeping. The sunlight shines in from the window behind him, softening his outline. Against the light, you can see Unclear expression on his face.

Why would I draw him?Throw it away!

I wanted to tear the paper into balls and throw it into the trash can, but I couldn't use my hands. After struggling for a long time, I clipped the paper into the notebook where I put pictures every day.

Forget it, keep it.

However, I will not draw the line and then color it, so I am confident!

Guessing it was almost time, I took my phone and went to the bathroom. If it wasn't my turn, I would sleep there for a while with my phone.

The person in front was already washing. I stood outside the cubicle and looked down at the trending searches and headlines to pass the waiting time.

The water inside stopped, and the rustling was probably putting on clothes.

I bent down to pick up the bathtub on the floor, the door of the compartment had already been opened, I raised my head, before I could straighten up in time, I froze there.

K came out from inside.

His hair was wet, dripping water from time to time, his body may not have been dried very much, his clothes were a little stuck to his body, a dry towel was placed on his shoulders, his eyes were wet, not as soft as usual, very cold, but always Seeing me, a light seemed to flash in his eyes.

I straightened up in embarrassment, twitched the corners of my mouth, and smiled stiffly, probably, laughing is uglier than crying!

He was also stunned, then smiled and opened his eyes, took a few steps closer to me, leaned his head to my ear, and said in a hoarse voice: "You haven't bathed yet, why are you so red?"