Chapter 197 I like you

On January 10th, at 12:30 noon, the classroom had just finished and was already empty.

It snowed this morning, with snow particles floating intermittently. This is already the second snowfall this year, and Feng Wuli also wore a white down jacket.

The light is cold when it shines on the human body. We are on lunch break now. After the English test in the afternoon, we will go on winter vacation. Feng Wuli is sitting alone in the classroom, and it is completely white outside. When he is doing Chinese reading comprehension, he comes across an essay "Snow in the North Country", which is

It's written like this.

A tree-lined path stretched along the line of poplar trees to the dark end. The misty moonlight shone, dividing the white road covered with residual snow into steps. Xiaoxue and Wei Tao were wrapped in

Wearing thick cotton clothes, we walked quietly.

He exhaled a breath of white mist and looked at the rag doll in his hand. It was actually just a piece of cloth with a ball of cotton wrapped inside. He drew a person's face and stuffed it into a down bag.

Get up and leave the classroom.

The dining hall is still open, but the food is not hot anymore.

Feng Wuli walked to the railing of the playground track. There were still a few students waiting in the cold wind for takeout. The first and second graders of high school had finished their exams a few days ago and left. The rest were all hard-working senior high school students.

They glanced at someone coming from a distance, and watched carefully to see if it was a teacher. When they found out that it was a student, they guessed they were coming to get takeout, so they looked at the railing again, waiting for food, hoping that the little brother in yellow clothes would appear outside the railing on a battery.

But before the takeaway boy came, I saw a handsome guy in a white down jacket and lower body school uniform passing by outside with his pockets in his pockets.

"!!"

Why does this person look so familiar?!

When I turned around, I saw that the classmate walking this way was gone.

Looking back outside the railing, good guy, you climbed over the wall and got out? What kind of martial arts master is so agile!

Someone recognized Feng Wuli.

After all, most people in the school are mediocre, and any unusual thing can be magnified countless times. In the first year of high school, I got into a fight with a member of society and went to the police station. It doesn’t matter what the truth is. A label is enough for people to talk about it for three years.

And he is handsome, which is so rare.

The snow on the ground on the street was messy and scattered. Feng Wuli sat down at a Shaxian restaurant outside the school, ate beef noodles and packed some porridge.

…

The door to the teacher's apartment rang twice. After waiting for about two or three minutes, a little girl with disheveled hair, listlessness, and an abnormal blush on her face opened the door.

"Hey? Why are you here?!"

Jiang Nao thought he was dizzy and hallucinating.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"You come in first."

She gave up her seat. The apartment was a little untidy, but she didn't have time to clean it up.

"Tell me in the future that you went back to bed without eating. I went out and bought you some porridge."

"Why is she telling you this? How did you get out?"

"Climbing over the wall, it's easy to climb over the playground railing. Just jump up and push over, and there's no monitoring."

She must have just gotten out of bed. She was wearing green long johns that outlined her legs, and a white thermal underwear that fit her body. She was like a diver in a frog suit. She wore a long down jacket and came over to open the door. The down jacket was open.

With it open, you can see the beautiful curves of the girl.

It was a bit shameful for her classmates to see her like this, let alone the boy she liked, but now she was so dizzy and her love brain CPU was almost burning, why did she care so much.

"I asked her the same thing, and she said you had a fever. I said I knew it, but she became even more angry, as if it was me who caused your fever, so she went out and packed a lean meat porridge for you."

"There's also milk tea."

"No, this is mine."

"..." Yes, yes.

"If you want to drink, wait until it's ready. If you haven't eaten, just eat the porridge. After eating, take a nap. After the English test in the afternoon, I'll go on winter vacation. If it's serious, go to the hospital."

Jiang Nao was wrapped in down and looked miserable because of his illness: "You don't have to worry about her."

"It has nothing to do with her. After all, she was at the same table for most of the semester." He put the porridge on the living room table.

"You still have a PS4."

She opened the porridge in a sickly state, and it was still steaming. She sat on a stool and stared at the steam rising upwards in a daze. When she heard Feng Wuli's words, she quickly said: "I installed a National Taiwan University TV before, thinking about not wasting it, so I bought it, but then

It’s boring to play alone, so I just keep sitting there.”

It was true that it hadn't been touched much. Feng Wuli had already seen a layer of dust on it. He felt that this little rich woman wanted to redefine what it meant not to waste.

"You can play if you want. I still have a lot of CDs here. I robbed my cousin a few times, and they all have the most popular ones."

Of course the above is a lie.

She heard that Feng Wuli went to Fatty's house to play with his PS4 during the holidays, so she bought one overnight and delivered it to the apartment the next day. During the summer, she tried to pretend to mention the game console in the apartment casually several times, but the words came to her mouth.

She was swallowed back again, and she didn't know how to speak, because no matter how she spoke, it was too strange. Could it be that she said: My house is quite big, you are welcome to come to my house to play, and you can just sleep when you are tired.

It's okay that he agreed. If he said Brother Nao didn't want it, would he have forced him or drugged him?

Jiang Nao sipped the porridge, which was still hot. After swallowing, the heat flowed all the way through the esophagus, and the whole body warmed up a little, but he couldn't eat anymore after eating half of it.

"I don't feel as dizzy as I did just now...what is that?" She saw Feng Wuli hanging a rag doll by the window.

"It is said that there is a kind of little monster that can drive away bad weather and evil spirits, keep the family safe, and protect people's safety. It is called Saotianpo, or Saoqingniang. I heard that there were great practitioners in ancient times who gave the 'concept' of this monster to people.

A rag doll hung under the eaves can dispel diseases and exorcise evil spirits and make the sky clear."

"It's like a Japanese sunny doll."

"No father is like a son."

"The cultural invasion has made me a little bit unconfident." Her voice was really soft, and her whole figure seemed to be floating.

"A big country needs to be tougher when it comes to its responsibilities. If you put it another way, like calling it a cultural tribute, it sounds a lot more confident."

He told a bad joke, and she opened her mouth, but she felt so uncomfortable that she felt dizzy just sitting there.

Feng Wuli sat down to play on her PS4, choosing games there very seriously: "Get some sleep, I can't study anymore. I'll wake you up later and go back to the exam together. After the exam, we have a holiday. If you really feel uncomfortable, I will

I'll give you a day off this afternoon...do you mind if I sit here with you?"

"I don't mind. I don't mind."

"Okay, you still have nearly an hour to sleep."

"okay."

She went back to her room, closed the door, and opened it again to leave a crack. These little thoughts were childish and meaningless, but she never tired of it.

She walked to the bed and took off her coat, her head retracted heavily into the quilt. As soon as she lay down, she felt that her soul had drifted away. She couldn't even lift a finger in her body. Only the heavy exhalation and inhalation made her feel

I am alive.

The little girl looked at the ceiling with blurred eyes. She knew that she was not as serious as she thought, but now she couldn't help but be fascinated by this weakness, as if she was sleeping on the top of a cloud and rising continuously.

As soon as school was over at noon, I went back to the apartment and got into bed. At that time, I just felt very uncomfortable, very hard, and urgently needed someone to take care of me. When I came back from school, lying in bed didn't feel like resting, but more like finding a grave to bury myself. Girl

I told this cold winter in bed that today either you die or I die, but she can't die or live, and the whole world is just uncomfortable. She feels that the bed is so cold, the apartment is so cold, and the world is so quiet.

She was actually afraid of silence. A quiet world would allow her to continuously strengthen her senses, and her senses at that time could only be described as "uncomfortable" until there was a knock on the door and she was pulled out of bed. After opening the door, she was confused and arranged by the boy.

After a long meal, now that I'm back in bed again, I feel like I was defeated in World War II. Let's fight to the death again, but this time the bed is not cold, the apartment is not cold, and the world is not quiet.

Doesn’t that boy outside know that he needs a rest? Why is he playing games so loudly? It’s so noisy...

By the time her breathing became slower and longer, the little girl in the bed had already fallen asleep.

Vaguely, she had a dream.

In the dream she was a five or six year old girl.

It's snowing outside.

She was in a bamboo house, lying on the bed feeling breathless and exhausted. She saw a big man wearing a bamboo hat and didn't know what to say.

Can't hear clearly, can't see face.

She looked at him sideways and spoke.

"Sir, am I going to die?"

"It's just a little wind chill."

She finally heard what the other party said clearly.

"Where did you go, sir?"

"I was just about to give me some training. When I came back, there was a Nuo show in the market town. I thought it was very interesting, so I came back after watching it."

She was a little aggrieved. She was about to die, but her husband was still in the mood to go to the theater.

"Does it look good?"

"nice."
To be continued...