Temperature difference

After leaving Jiang's house, time passed faster than before.

Jiang Heyi's life no longer needs to be disturbed, and his studies and part-time jobs simply form the modules of his current life.The free time is filled with concrete events one by one, and people have no time to look around.

Slightly more enrichment tends to make people tired, but Jiang Heyi feels unprecedented freedom and ease because of it.What may be redundant tiredness to others is somewhat useful to Jiang Heyi.

At least it can improve Jiang Heyi's sleep quality to a certain extent.

Jiang Heyi's sleep has always been light, and a slight movement can easily wake him up.

In the past, when Jiang Yunxing spent the night beside him, there were occasional moments when his hands and feet were uneasy. Whether it was hugging Jiang Heyi's waist tightly, or getting into Jiang Heyi's arms and pressing his face against his chest, Jiang Heyi knew it all.

It's just that Jiang Yunxing rarely knew the fact that he had woken up.Because if Jiang Yunxing panicked in the middle of the night, no one would be able to fall asleep in the end.

In fact, Jiang Heyi didn't want to admit it, but after moving back to Mingzhu Cuiyuan at the beginning of the year, he often dreamed about Jiang Yunxing.

To strictly confirm the initial time of the dream, it should be said to be the rainy night of New Year's Eve with lightning and thunder.

That is, the night Jiang Yunxing was taken away.

As soon as Jiang He was locked in Jiang Yunxing's bedroom, he hardly felt sleepy, and finally managed to fall asleep around four o'clock in the morning.

Then he dreamed of Jiang Yunxing.In the dream, it happened a few hours ago, but there was no him in the scene, only Jiang Yunxing moaned and panted, was afraid, cried, and called "Brother" in despair.

The dream was quickly covered in pitch black, and Jiang Heyi also woke up.It was faintly dawning, and there seemed to be a bit of lust in the room, but in fact, this building was filled with only hatred and jealousy, and everything was just Jiang Heyi's illusion.

After returning to Mingzhu Cuiyuan, I slept even worse.In the first week, Jiang He always woke up several times for no reason at night, and his dreams were very complicated and almost never repeated.

Jiang Heyi dreamed of fragments that could not be put together one by one. These fragments were the cause of Jiang Heyi's lack of sleep, which made him a little depressed during that time.

Jiang He thought that he needed to adjust himself.And being busy happens to be the best option.

From early spring to early summer, Jiang He was so busy that he fell asleep almost every night as soon as he touched the bed.

Due to fatigue, the chance of dreaming also drops a lot.He goes out early every day, attends classes when there are classes, and does some work when there are no classes. He lives a regular life no different from his brothers and sisters who have a positive attitude towards life.

Occasionally, I have dinner with those who are close to me.When the work in hand is not in a hurry, Jiang Heyi will spend a few hours on weekends to accompany the teacher and his wife in Chunxi Garden.

May is the busiest time.

There will be a cultural festival at W University next month, and students from each department will have tasks.Jiang Heyi and his department are holding an art exhibition, and the requirement is that new works must be exhibited. The school will pay [-]% of the funds needed for the exhibition, and the rest will be settled by the students themselves.

As soon as Jiang He was not good at soliciting sponsors, he had no choice but to devote himself to creating.When everything was finally ready, Jiang He belatedly realized that June had arrived quietly.

The evening sun is like a sticky orange jam, enveloping the heavens and the earth.Pedestrians, green belts, traffic, and streets are filled with warm light.The fine wind blows, rolls up the tiny particles that gradually heat up in the air, and finally melts into the silent summer.

The journey from W University back to Mingzhu Cuiyuan is not far away, but it is during peak hours, and the original ten-minute drive has dragged on to half an hour.

The traffic was moving fast, and Jiang He was bored waiting, so he turned on the car radio in a rare way.

He doesn't like unwanted noise in the car when he drives, so he rarely turns on the radio.

Jiang Yunxing, on the other hand, would turn on the music radio station every time he took his car, and while trying to talk to Jiang He, he would shake his head to the music, looking extremely happy.

As soon as Jiang He stopped his thoughts in time, he frowned subconsciously in the soothing music prelude.When the gentle and delicate female voice sounded, Jiang He paused with his fingers on the steering wheel, and his thinking was inevitably affected again.

I really miss you because you are so lazy in love that you will ignore me for many days

A Cantonese female singer with a highly recognizable voice sang like this.

Jiang Heyi had already forgotten the reason why Jiang Yunxing shed tears in his car, but he clearly remembered how sad Jiang Yunxing was when he heard this song in his car for the first time, as if Jiang Heyi was the worst to him in the whole world that one.

But even if he was terribly wronged, Jiang Yunxing couldn't help but love him.

After parking the car, Jiang Yunxing leaned over willfully and pitifully and hugged Jiang Heyi, accusing him of being as bad as the song sang, and cried for a long time as if Jiang Heyi had broken his heart, but the strength in holding Jiang Heyi was not enough Not subtracted.

It seems that he can only rely on Jiang Heyi to heal from injury.

Idleness is indeed the main cause of cranky thinking.

Jiang He thought about it, he is still suitable for a busy life, only when he is fulfilling can he squeeze out meaningless thoughts, and the passing time is not considered a waste.

When the elevator reached the fifteenth floor, Jiang He made up his mind that he must find a job after the exhibition in advance.

The apartment buildings in Mingzhu Cuiyuan are all apartment buildings with one elevator, so when Jiang He stepped out of the elevator door and caught a glimpse of the figure curled up by the door of his residence in the dim sunset light, he stopped vigilantly and unexpectedly.

At 57:[-] p.m. on June [-], in Jiang Heyi's perception, the face that should never appear in front of him again in his lifetime slowly and timidly raised up from the arms encircling his knees. , a pair of beautiful eyes followed the twilight light, carefully looking towards him.

Jiang Yunxing might be the last fugitive before dark, he had nowhere to go but to run to Jiang Heyi.

The moment Jiang Yunxing's eyes met, Jiang Heyi thought that he would impulsively run over and hug him.

but.

He just watched Jiang Heyi quietly and timidly, with a faint glint in his eyes, which reminded Jiang Heyi of the Jiang Yunxing he had just remembered in the car.

He still had an aggrieved and hurt expression, but this time Jiang Yunxing didn't complain.He is very silent.However, if Jiang Heyi looked at him with more fierce eyes, Jiang Heyi felt that he would cry.

Jiang Yunxing knew the password for the door lock of Jiang Heyi's residence. Even if he was worried that Jiang He would change the password, he only needed to try to enter it once, and he might not have to curl up at the door and wait for someone.

Jiang Yunxing seemed to have lost the ability to speak, with only wide-open eyes, following Jiang Heyi closely.When Jiang Heyi walked over to enter the password, he reached out his hand and gently grabbed the corner of Jiang Heyi's clothes as if waking up from a dream.

He looked very pitiful, his eyes were empty, and the fingers holding Jiang He's clothes were so pale and thin that they would shatter if he touched them.

"Don't you know the password?" Jiang Heyi looked away from Jiang Yunxing's fingers, turned to his sickly thin face, and asked in a deep voice.

Probably because he didn't expect Jiang Heyi to take the initiative to talk to him, or maybe because the silence was suddenly broken, Jiang Yunxing trembled as if frightened, his black eyelashes trembling.He opened his mouth slightly, his expression a little dull, as if he came back to his senses after several seconds, he replied slowly to Jiang Heyi: "I forgot."

Forgot your password?Or forget to enter the password to enter the door?Jiang He was too lazy to ask more questions.He was busy all afternoon, his stomach was already protesting, Jiang Yunxing followed him every step of the way, Jiang He didn't say anything to stop him, he just went into the kitchen to cook.

Jiang Yunxing stopped moving his chopsticks after eating less than one-third of a small bowl of rice. When Jiang He, who was already full, looked up, he shrank back in guilt and fear, and stood up suddenly after a few seconds , hurried to the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of retching came from the direction of the bathroom.

Jiang He paused, and finally got up and walked towards the source of the sound.

Jiang Yunxing was already standing by the washstand, washing his face and rinsing his mouth. When the door was pushed open, he stepped back a few steps in panic, looking at the person who came, his eyes were as red as crying.

His reaction was a little weird from the moment Jiang Heyi saw him at the door until now.It's not that Jiang Heyi never imagined the possibility of Jiang Weiming abusing him, but after thinking about it, with Jiang Yunxing's identity and his grandfather's family background, it is impossible for Jiang Weiming, and he dare not do anything to hurt Jiang Yunxing.

So he relaxed, and after the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, Jiang He asked, "Isn't it delicious?"

Jiang Yunxing was in a daze, and after a while, he shook his head desperately to deny: "No! It's delicious..."

"But, but I..." Jiang Yunxing frowned in confusion, as if he was thinking hard.

Jiang He leaned against the door, waiting patiently for his answer.After waiting for a while, Jiang Yunxing looked up at him and murmured, "I'm not hungry."

Jiang Yunxing's expression didn't seem to be deceiving, Jiang Heyi only thought that he had already eaten before he came to find him, and he turned around to go back to the kitchen to clean the kitchen utensils, when Jiang Yunxing's somewhat hoarse voice timidly came from behind.

"...Brother," Jiang Yunxing called him for the first time tonight, "I, I want to take a bath."

Jiang He paused, then continued to walk forward as if nothing had happened, only leaving Jiang Yunxing with a "mmm" in agreement.

The bathroom here is bright.The temperature in June is already on the high side, and what flows into the bathtub is warm water that doesn't match June.

The white porcelain bathtub was quickly filled to a high water level. Jiang Yunxing was lying on his back, and the warm water wrapped him tightly. The high water temperature seemed to be able to penetrate directly into his body, injecting a few traces into it. Not easy to keep warm.

But Jiang Yunxing still felt cold. He stared straight at the dazzling bathroom chandelier as if in a daze. After a while, his eyes turned black, and circles of white halos interfered with his vision, and his surroundings were blurred.

The feeling of not being able to see anything clearly made Jiang Yunxing suspect that he was surrounded by a dream of nothingness.

It's like dreaming.

Jiang Yunxing held back the discomfort in his eyes, and slowly raised his wet left hand, as if he could touch the dazzling white light, stubbornly stayed in the air for a long time, and finally grasped the light, and took it back with his palm.

But it is not a dream.