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The first semester of the university passed like this, and the stores near the school closed one after another, and Wu Xie seemed to be the only one left on the campus of Nuo University.

On New Year's Eve, it was getting colder and colder in the quiet dormitory, so Wu Xie wrapped up his cotton padded clothes and decided to go for a walk.

Although the firecrackers were blasting outside, the street was completely empty. Wu Xie walked swaggeringly in the middle of the road, looking up at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky, feeling a little sad in loneliness.

By coincidence, Wu Xie walked to the place where Xie Yuchen ate hot pot last time. The hotel across the street was open for the Spring Festival, and the dinner period was very popular.

Wu Xie sat on the flower bed in front of the hotel, staring at the hotel gate in a daze.

9 points, 10 points, 11 points...

Until early in the morning, a faint bell rang in Wu Xie's ear.

"Brother, this is the sixth New Year's Eve that I have spent alone."

The guests in the hotel had almost left, the surroundings gradually became quiet, the firecrackers were still ringing sparsely in the distance, snowflakes were slowly falling from the sky, and it was another new year.

Wu Xie shrank his frozen body, stood up a little disappointed, it was time for him to go back.

Wu Xie turned around, but heard a burst of messy footsteps behind him, probably someone's drunk was helped out again?Wu Xie turned around to join in the fun...and was stunned.

That was indeed a drunk, half lying on the waiter's shoulder, but his hair was like ink, his eyes were like night, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his whole person was as indifferent and cold as this snowy night.

The snowflakes in the sky are floating quietly, the whole world is silent, only the sound of your breathing is left.

Wu Xie kept turning his head motionless, until a piece of snow drifted into his eyes, which made him shiver.

At this time, Zhang Qiling had already shaken off the waiter and walked towards him, step by step, firmly and forcefully, stepping lightly on his heart.Zhang Qiling smelled of alcohol, his black eyes were blurred, Wu Xie stared at him blankly, forgot to speak, forgot to breathe.

Today is the Zhang Group's New Year's Eve reception, Zhang Qiling drank a lot, and vaguely saw Wu Xie again, just like every previous dream, Wu Xie was still so clean, but a lot taller and more beautiful.

"Wu Xie..." Zhang Qiling yelled softly, his fingers barely stopped at the place where Wu Xie's cheek was about to touch, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "You are like this every time, appearing suddenly, and then disappearing suddenly, it doesn't matter at all good."

Zhang Qiling's hoarse voice made Wu Xie wake up like a dream, and the great joy washed away his reason. He hugged Zhang Qiling like crazy, and laughed while crying: "Brother! It's me! It's really me!" Me! I finally found you! I finally found you..."

After laughing, all kinds of grievances and sadness came to my heart, and only Wu Xie understood the feeling.

Gently hugging the person in his arms, and letting him cry on his shoulder, Zhang Qiling was still immersed in the shock of the dream come true.Happiness came too fast, so I couldn't believe it, but the person in my arms was warm and alive, not a fantasy, not a dream, it was real Wu Xie.

After realizing this fact, Zhang Qiling hugged Wu Xie tremblingly, so tight that both of them felt a little suffocated, but they were still reluctant to let go, the loss was too terrible, the hard-won was so frightening.

"Wu Xie?"

"Brother... Where have you been all these years, brother? You actually left me alone, and I will never recognize you as my brother again!"

"sorry."

"It's not your fault! Brother!"

Wu Xie choked up his anger with Zhang Qiling, but contradicted his words, and finally lightly punched him twice on his back, and then stroked him distressedly.

The snow was still falling, and the two people who embraced each other gradually turned their heads gray, and no one was willing to let go first.

At two o'clock in the morning, Wu Xie helped the drunk Zhang Qiling back to the dormitory. After struggling to help him take off his clothes and boots, he wiped him with hot water and stuffed him into the bed.

After doing all this, Wu Xie was so tired that he was about to collapse. He slumped on the ground, leaning against the bed, looking at Zhang Qiling's sleeping face, he couldn't help but smirked.

After resting for a while, Wu Xie supported the bed and stood up, then moved a stool and sat in front of Zhang Qiling, just like that... just staring at it all night.

The next morning, at 5:30, Zhang Qiling woke up on time, with a splitting headache and numbness in his left arm. He frowned and turned to look at the bedside, only to see Wu Xie lying on the bedside and sleeping with his arms around him. I was drooling, and my shirt sleeves were soaked.

Zhang Qiling tried to pull out his arm, but Wu Xie was woken up. He suddenly raised his head in horror, the fear in his eyes made Zhang Qiling feel distressed.

"I won't leave, I want you to lie down and sleep." Zhang Qiling comforted him.

Wu Xie blinked blankly, and then fully awake, the corners of her mouth could not help but curl up, and asked with an unconcealable smile: "Brother, are you awake?"

Zhang Qiling sat up, patted his head, and said: "It's still early, you should sleep more."

Wu Xie excitedly climbed onto the bed and squeezed into the quilt, kicked off her socks and trousers twice, put her arms around Zhang Qiling's waist tightly, and said with bright eyes: "Together~!"

Zhang Qiling laughed, just about to nod, but said: "I'll make a phone call first."

Wu Xie's smile decreased a bit, but she still nodded obediently: "Yeah!"

Zhang Qiling got up and took the phone out of the dormitory. When Wu Xie watched him go out, he was a little proud in his heart: Wow, my brother also has a big brother, it's amazing!

In the corridor, Zhang Qiling made a phone call to Aning, and it took a long time for someone to answer it. Aning was obviously still asleep, and his voice was lazy: "... No matter who you are, give me a reason."

"I didn't go home last night, help me think of a reason." Zhang Qiling said.

Aning was speechless, sat up with the quilt in his arms, and said, "Brother...you don't come home at night, I don't ask you why, so let's help fool your father?"

"Hmm." Zhang Qiling was very unreasonable.

"Damn it, break up." Aning said simply.

Zhang Qiling didn't care, lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "Okay, remember to tell him that I was very sad, so I didn't return all night."

"..." Ah Ning held his forehead, completely convinced: "I didn't go home after correcting my thesis at school, so you tell your father to come and accompany me."

"Well, that's fine too."

Aning hung up the phone, stretched his head to look at himself in the mirror in the dormitory, and murmured word by word: "Wang, Ba, Dan."

After arranging his own place, Zhang Qiling went back to the dormitory to accompany Wu Xie to bed and sleep in the cage with satisfaction.

The sky was getting white, and some early risers started setting off firecrackers again.In the dormitory of Peking University, Wu Xie fell asleep warmly in Zhang Qiling's arms. In the past five years, the two of them had never felt so at ease and satisfied.

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