sleep guide

Whatever comes to your mind, you should do it right away, and there is no room for one wrong step on the road of pursuing the truth.

Ning Yiwei ordered the cake, returned to the car, and messaged Zhou Zirui without saying a word: "Zirui, I have something to discuss with you."

Zhou Zirui is indeed his close friend, and immediately replied: "When?" Then he sent two screenshots of his schedule for today and tomorrow to Ning Yiwei, and drew a few red circles on the table to indicate that these The time slot can be vacated: "I just went to my cousin's dormitory to clean up for him (he has a party at A University tonight and has already left), if it is really urgent, you can come directly."

A thoughtful addition is a map of the 4th building of the D University's teacher's dormitory.

Since Zhou Zirui has done this for friendship, Ning Yiwei stopped being polite to him and replied: "I'll come later, I'll clean it with you when I have time."

Ning Yiwei breathed a sigh of relief when the evening meeting was set, when he suddenly heard Liang Chong say, "I asked a doctor to look at your hand."

Ning Yiwei froze, turned to look at Liang Chong, and reluctantly said: "Don't be so troublesome."

"Use." Liang Chong said decisively.

Ning Yiwei fell silent, lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, silently protesting.After a while, Liang Chong still ignored him, Ning Yiwei could only mutter: "I hate seeing a doctor."

He naturally dislikes going to the hospital and seeing a doctor. There is no psychological shadow or definite reason. It is the same reason that some people do not eat coriander and some people are afraid of the deep sea.The wound behind the ear was more serious before, Liang Chong asked the doctor to change the gauze and he accepted it, but today the back of the hand is just a little scratch, Ning Yiwei thinks there is no need to meet the doctor at all.

"I'll let him wear casual clothes," Liang Chong said to Ning Yiwei as if he had already planned his speech, "I can't tell he's a doctor."

Ning Yiwei was not persuaded, curled his lips, turned his face slightly and rolled his eyes.

Liang Chong grabbed him on the spot: "Ning Yiwei, what was your expression just now?" His tone was still a bit fierce, full of threats and calculations.

Ning Yiwei didn't dare to confront Liang Chong head-on. He closed his eyes and pretended to be sleepy. He fumbled around to find an eye mask from the glove box, put it on, and yawned again, thinking that his acting skills were very good. Say nicely: "Ah, sleepy, decided to sleep."

It became dark before his eyes, he closed his eyes and was quiet for a while, but he couldn't sleep for a long time, just about to raise his hand to pull off the blindfold, but he heard Liang Chong call him: "Ning Yiwei?"

The car stopped.Ning Yiwei wanted to make a sound, but before he had time, Liang Chong asked in a low voice, "Are you really asleep?"

Ning Yiwei opened his eyes at once, the eye mask was pressed against his eyelashes, feeling a little uncomfortable, he didn't dare to move, his back was pressed tightly against the back of the chair, because he felt that something might happen.

"Ning Yiwei," Liang Chong's voice was closer, and he said softly, "Don't pretend to be asleep, sit up when you wake up."

Ning Yiwei still didn't move.

His heart was beating slowly and uncontrollably.

Because he knew Liang Chong better than anyone else, he could be sure that Liang Chong was pretending to ask Ning Yiwei if he was awake—Liang Chong didn't want to wake him up.

Liang Chong's fingers touched Ning Yiwei's lips, he gently stroked his lower lip with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Ning Yiwei."

Ning Yiwei's face became hot, he didn't know the reason why Liang Chong did this, he really wanted to know, so he closed his eyes again.

A few seconds later, Liang Chong touched his cheek with his hand and pulled up his blindfold.Ning Yiwei felt the light, but still refused to open his eyes.

He had an intuition that as long as he didn't open his eyes, he could break Liang Chong's secret.So Ning Yiwei suppressed his breath and waited quietly without moving.

But Ning Yiwei's intuition wasn't accurate today, he didn't wait for anything to happen in the end.

After a while, Liang Chong said to him, "Don't pretend to be asleep", and called him by name, "Ning Yiwei."

Liang Chong really planned to wake Ning Yiwei up this time, no longer tempted, no longer uncertain, as if he had escaped from the soft dream, and returned to a very calm look.

Ning Yiwei opened his eyes dryly, and saw Liang Chong was very close to him, staring at him with very incomprehensible eyes.Not long after, Liang Chong turned his eyes away, took off Ning Yiwei's blindfold completely, and put it back in the glove box.

Neither of them explained anything to the other.

Ning Yiwei turned his head to the side and took a peek at Liang Chong, not daring to raise his eyes, only saw the corner of Liang Chongping's cold lips.

The curvature of Liang Chong's chin is beautiful, and the brow bones are deep. He has a perfect skull, but he doesn't make any expressions, and there are obvious defenses in his posture and expression.

Everything made Ning Yiwei feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

If possible, Ning Yiwei is willing to use everything he has, whatever he cherishes or not, as long as Liang Chong is happy.

"I didn't pretend to be asleep." Ning Yiwei defended himself quietly, telling a white lie.

In the late autumn, the leaves of sycamore trees fell from the tall branches and stuck to Liang Chong's car window.

"Well," Liang Chongping said calmly and rationally, "get out of the car and eat first."

Seeing Liang Chong open the car door, Ning Yiwei immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car, followed Liang Chong into the restaurant.He wanted to grab Liang Chong's arm, wanted to pull Liang Chong's hand, but Liang Chong walked too fast, Ning Yiwei couldn't catch it, so he lowered his arm and followed quickly.

Ning Yiwei arrived at Zhou Zirui's cousin's dormitory at 09:30 in the evening.

After the meal, Liang Chong took Ning Yiwei to a doctor to bandage the wound, and then sent Ning Yiwei home. Ning Yiwei watched Liang Chong drive away upstairs before taking a taxi back to school.

He arrived at the No. [-] building, and Zhou Zirui was waiting for him downstairs. The classroom and dormitory building was a bit dilapidated, the corridors were very narrow, and the lights were broken for several times. Zhou Zirui took Ning Yiwei up with a flashlight, humming He grumbled to Ning Yiwei: "My cousin's room is too, too dirty."

Ning Yiwei had been thinking about Liang Chong all the time, and he was still a little absent-minded. When he saw the seven or eight giant garbage bags cleaned out by Zhou Zirui at the door on the fifth floor, he was taken aback, left Liang Chong behind, and asked Zhou Zirui: "They all belong to your brother? "

"Yes, that's right!" Zhou Zirui said angrily, "He just came back, half a year after he came back, he created so much rubbish!"

Zhou Zirui opened the door and showed Ning Yiwei his cleaning results. The floor was shining brightly, and even the small protrusion on the door frame had been wiped several times.

"Clean." Ning Yiwei praised.

"Just give me 300 yuan," Zhou Zirui complained to Ning Yiwei, "I cleaned it for five hours." The teacher's dormitory is a single-person suite with a size of only [-] square meters. When Zhou Zirui first walked in, he could hardly settle .

"Yes, yes, Yiwei," Zhou Zirui asked while pouring water for Ning Yiwei, "You have, what's the matter?"

"It's a long story."

"Then I'll go and cut some fruit," Zhou Zirui said hastily, "My brother bought it, no, I don't want to eat it for nothing."

Ning Yiwei was sitting on the small sofa in the living room, holding a white porcelain water cup in a daze.

The door opened suddenly, and Zhou Zirui's cousin, Peng Zhefei, came in with a curly curly hair, casually threw his bag on the ground, and looked up to see Ning Yiwei and this room so clean that he didn't dare recognize each other. After being stunned for a few seconds, he quickly picked up the bag, and said to Ning Yiwei, "I'm sorry, I went wrong."

Exit and close the door.

After another ten seconds, the door opened again. Peng Zhefei grabbed the door frame and asked Ning Yiwei with a puzzled face: "Is this my house?"

"Brother," Zhou Zirui came out with a fruit plate, and when he saw Peng Zhefei, he introduced, "This is me, my classmate, Yiwei, we have something to discuss."

Peng Zhefei heaved a sigh of relief, threw the bag away again, and said to Zhou Zirui: "Scare me, what's the matter, brother will also give you advice."

"No, no need," Zhou Zirui declined politely, "You may not, you don't understand."

"You don't understand," Peng Zhefei came over, forked a piece of grapefruit, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "When everyone gathers firewood, the flame will be high. Mathematics and mathematics are not separated, and quantum entanglement cannot be separated from the direct product state, and quantum entanglement cannot be separated from the direct accumulation state." We cannot avoid topology and talk about condensed matter, our two disciplines have always promoted each other regardless of each other."

"Yes, it makes sense." Zhou Zirui nodded thoughtfully.

Ning Yiwei also thought that what Peng Zhefei said was quite right, so he said, "Cousin can help me listen."