In an elegantly decorated bedroom, Mr. Qian finished his shower and sat cross-legged at the computer desk, arranging his pot head.
On the computer screen, a Penguin discussion group is open.
From thirty minutes ago: [It’s a holiday, is there anyone playing black tonight?]
"Have they all taken a break?"
At this time before, there was no need for him to shout. The three people were already in a heated mood in the discussion group.
Mr. Qian picked up the purple sand teapot and poured himself a cup of cappuccino: "Old Gao can understand. After all, if nothing happens on Christmas Eve, how can we be safe in the future?"
"But what's going on with the other two guys?"
Could it be that they also became single without knowing it?
He doesn’t believe it!
Toot toot…
"The number you dialed is not within the service area, please wait and dial again.~the ..."
Lao Luo's phone cannot be dialed.
The same goes for Allen's phone call.
After waiting in front of the computer for a while, Mr. Qian found that there was still no reply. He couldn't help but lose interest and wanted to go to bed.
Dong Dong.
At this time, a penguin with the head of a girl with white hair and red eyes suddenly jumped up.
"Why is Lao Gao online?" Mr. Qian was a little strange and put the mouse under Gao Yi Penguin.
[Gao Yi] is playing - Happy Fighting Landlords.
???
You went out to spend Christmas Eve with the school beauties, and now at eleven o'clock you tell me you're playing Landlords?
Is the world crazy, or am I crazy?
——
Mr. Qian: Lao Gao, how are you doing?
Mr. Qian: Don’t tell me, now Xie Yingying is playing landlord with you in the hotel.
Gao Yi: I’m thinking too much, I’m waiting for the CD.
Mr. Qian: cd? Your game was canceled and banned?
Mr. Qian: Wait! Damn, I understand! Good guy, you are really awesome!
Mr. Qian: To be honest, how many times do you plan to come?
Gao Yi:???
Gao Yi: Are we not on the same channel?
Gao Yi: Forget it, are you okay now?
Mr. Qian: Which aspect are you referring to?
Gao Yi: It’s okay, just go to bed early.
Gao Yi: No more chatting. It’s not convenient for me here.
——
Mr. Qian put down his mobile phone and let out a long breath: "This is inconvenient again. It's so powerful."
"Forget it, if there is no activity, there will be no activity. Let's go to sleep."
Mr. Qian raised the remote control and turned off the lights in the entire room. He lay straight on the bed.
Simmons held up the sore muscles on his back, and the soft touch made his nerves tremble.
He slowly closed his eyes, as if lying in a cloud, drifting quietly and far away...
Snoring.
Mr. Qian fell asleep soundly.
…
——00:50 am——
"Aaron—Aaron—are you there?"
"Why is the school signal so bad?"
Lao Luo has been looking for it for a long time.
Realizing that his phone still couldn't retrieve any signal, he shook his head helplessly. He trudged forward in the wind and snow with his flashlight on.
A sudden thought occurred to him.
Before the New Year's Day party ended, the school specially informed everyone that the cafeteria had specially prepared glutinous rice balls tonight, and hoped that all teachers and students could try them before going home.
Maybe Allen just forgot about the time because he was too selfless while gathering wool for school...
"Now that you're here, let's go to the cafeteria and have a look."
Lao Luo made up his mind and walked along the familiar campus road. He came to the cafeteria.
However, what is surprising is that the canteen is brightly lit at this time!
There was some noise coming from the crack in the door, as if there were many people partying inside.
Through the glass door with a layer of water vapor on the inside, you can vaguely see several figures in the kitchen and lobby, walking back and forth between the tables and chairs, as if they are serving food.
"Did he really forget to go home because he was eating glutinous rice balls?"
To be honest, he himself didn't believe it.
However, something unexpected happened. Lao Luo slowly opened the glass door.
Oncoming is a huge warm current.
Lao Luo shook his body and shook off the large water stains turned into snowflakes.
"It's so warm." He narrowed his eyes.
It's unusually warm in the lobby. Compared with the harsh ice and snow outside, this place is simply paradise.
Wisps of warm water vapor hit your face, making you feel comfortable and completely relaxed physically and mentally.
Sniff sniff...
Not far away, Lao Luo found that the long table was filled with all kinds of exquisite delicacies: braised pork, garlic-fried prawns, crystal dumplings, spicy hotpot...
The aroma steamed up along with the heat, dissolving into the entire mist-shrouded canteen.
“It smells so good!”
Gu——!
Lao Luo's stomach suddenly growled.
Because most matters at the New Year's Day party require coordination by the squad leader. Today, he was busy for a long time as usual, and he didn't even eat seriously. He just took a few bites to finish the work.
I can still bear it during the day, but at this time, the feeling of emptiness that keeps churning in my stomach and keeps getting worse is really unbearable.
"It's so late... Is this a midnight snack prepared by the kitchen for the teacher on duty..."
Gudu.
Lao Luo swallowed hard. He stared at the various dishes placed in front of him like a wolf, and felt increasingly uncontrollable.
I want to eat……
I really want to...
"no!"
Lao Luo tried hard to look away from the dishes.
It's still important to get down to business now, let's see if Allen is here.
His eyes swept across the long table, and finally at the end, he spotted a figure whose back was rising and falling.
The figure's back is facing the door, sitting on the left side of the long table.
Chiliu~Chiliu
The sound of chewing...
Gudong~ Gudong~
The suddenly quiet lobby echoed with the sound of someone eating eagerly...
Lao Luo moved slowly and approached the long table in disbelief. Just by looking at his back, his identity was revealed at a glance!
"Aaron?"
Allen didn't respond. He raised his head and seemed to be opening his big mouth, which was not beautiful at all, and kept putting all kinds of delicacies into his mouth.
His big mouth is like a chewing machine, as if it has never stopped since it started.
"Aaron!"
Lao Luo quickly ran to Allen and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
"Alan, why are you still eating? Why don't you go home so late?"
…
Qian always feels uncomfortable sleeping.
The cold and hard touch reminded him of the bed board in the No. 3 Middle School building that was as solid as the ground when he was in military training.
Is the military training not over yet?
Drowsily, he turned over and suddenly felt a little crowded again.
what happened?
When did my big bed become so small?
The quilt is so thin...
Mr. Qian's thinking was frozen to a point of clarity.
"Don't I sleep at my own house?"
"Why do you feel so uncomfortable?"
There was a creaking sound of wooden boards beneath me.
Mr. Qian opened his eyes and found that he was lying in a completely unfamiliar environment.
"what happened?"
Stretching his hand out to the head of the bed, he subconsciously wanted to touch the remote control switch for the lights in his room, but what he found was only a railing that exuded an icy coldness.
Mr. Qian tried his best to open his eyes wide, but when he got used to the darkness, he froze.
The shadows outside the window are the snow-covered trees and sweet-scented osmanthus trees.
In the room where he was, eight wooden wooden beds with upper and lower bunks were placed in sequence, with blue and white striped quilts neatly stacked on them.