Confession letter to classmate Jiang

Chapter 204 It Was a Dream

It was late at night, and Jiang Huaining was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. There was a fire under the quilt, and a fire was burning in his body.

He didn't check the time, it was probably one o'clock in the morning, and when he thought of having to get up early to go to school tomorrow morning, he broke down a bit.

How can you be so restless at night when everything is completely silent?
Jiang Huaining sighed softly in the dark room, struggled for a while, hugged the quilt and sat up, got out of bed and opened the window, letting the cool breeze come in.He picked up a glass of cold water on the bedside table and poured it down, finally getting a little cool.

He lay back under the quilt, closed his eyes, and counted the sheep boredly.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

Jiang Huaining seldom suffers from insomnia, especially after entering the third year of senior high school. During the day, there are endless papers and questions that cannot be finished, and there are extra "care" from the teachers of various subjects. The mental exhaustion is serious, so he counts on sleeping at night to replenish his energy. sharp.Every time, as soon as my head touched the pillow, I was surrounded by sleepiness, and I had no energy to think about it.

Tonight is destined to be an unexpected sleepless night.

Jiang Huaining didn't know exactly what time he fell asleep.

His body was light and light, as if he was in a strange half-dream and half-awake state, he heard Lu Yu calling his name, he tried to open his eyes, and saw her smiling like a flower, her bright eyes were full of water , generally clear as amber.

"Sit there and don't move," Lu Yu said.

Holding the notebook in her hand, she gestured on his face while pinching the pen.

Jiang Huaining was wearing a pure white shirt and light blue jeans. Behind him was the sturdy willow tree. It was a good season, and the leaves were lush and lush, like the colors in oil paintings that were so strong that they couldn't be erased.

According to what she said, he sat under the tree and let her draw. He didn't move for a long time, half of his body was numb, his brows were stained with indulgence, and he asked softly, "Have you finished the drawing?"

"Do you want to see it?" Lu Yu stopped writing and raised his head to ask him.

Jiang Huaining lazily leaned against the tree trunk behind him, looking tired and loose, not wanting to move, and stretched out a hand to her: "Show me."

Lu Yu got up, walked towards him, erected the notebook in his arms, and handed it to him.

On the blank paper, a person is sketched stroke by stroke, with clear eyebrows and eyes, slender figure, so handsome, one can tell at a glance that all the emotions of the painter have been poured into it.

Lu Yu knelt and sat on the lawn in front of him, his eyes were still shining, and he tilted his head to look at him like a child begging for a reward: "How is my painting?"

"Come closer, I'll tell you." Jiang Huaining raised his head slightly, with the back of his head resting against the tree trunk, and the lines of his neck were indescribably straight.

He had one leg bent, one leg straight, his wrist resting on his knee, and his smile was hidden in those sunny eyes.

Lu Yu innocently believed his words, leaned forward, and got a little closer to him. The next second, he was pulled into his arms by one hand, and he folded his hands together, hugging her waist tightly.

Under the girl's loose school uniform, the hidden waist is thin and soft, with a clearly concave curvature, like the most delicate arch bridge in the world.

Lu Yu was caught off guard and threw himself into his arms, looked up at him, his cheeks were stained with blush, as if he was drunk, as if he had applied blush, more like a ripe peach.

Peach?Thinking of this familiar metaphor, Jiang Huaining could no longer hide the impulse in his heart, leaned down, and pressed his thin lips against her powdery cheeks.

Finally, he finally kissed her.

After tossing and turning, he felt the suppleness and softness he imagined.

She behaved like a rabbit in his arms, no matter how much he kissed her, she didn't push her away. Instead, she shyly called his name in a low voice: "Jiang Huaining, Jiang Huaining, Jiang Huaining..."

The ordinary three words, grinded out by her lips and teeth, have a different taste, it is lingering, it is tender, it is the tingling feeling on the tip of his heart.

The notebook slipped from between the two of them onto the grass, the breeze blew, and the paper flipped through a few pages, staying on the page she had just drawn.

What she painted was him, and her eyes were all about him.

"Jiang Huaining, you haven't told me yet, how is my drawing?" Lu Yu pouted her bright red lips coquettishly, her voice was sweet and greasy, as if wrapped in honey.

"You draw very well, I like it very much." Jiang Huaining replied word by word with a lazy voice.

"Jiang Huaining—"

The same voice sounded in my ear, but the tone was completely different.

Jiang Huaining frowned, sat up suddenly, gasped, and the voice in his ears became clear, accompanied by a knock on the door: "Jiang Huaining, have you woken up? You're going to be late!"

Jiang Huaining was stunned, then covered his face with both hands, and rubbed it hard a few times, trying to wake up his brain quickly.

It turned out to be a dream...

He just said, how could Lu Yu call his name so delicately, his voice was as soft and waxy as a kitten, thin and weak, which made him unable to restrain himself, almost going crazy.

Jiang Huaining patted his forehead, warning himself not to think any more.

"Jiang Huaining, are you awake?"

Didn't hear the response from the people inside, Lu Yu's voice became more anxious, if it wasn't for the concern that Jiang Huaining might not be wearing clothes, she would have barged in directly.

If they don't get up, they will be late!

"Well, wake up, come out immediately."

Jiang Huaining's voice was so hoarse that he didn't know it, but he thought he had been smoking all night.

Lu Yu, who was standing outside the door, was stunned, he could hear something wrong in his voice, and wanted to ask if he had a cold, so he held it back for the time being, he was too tired to shout through the door, so wait until he comes out to ask.

Lu Yu went to have breakfast first, and as soon as she sat down, Sun Jingfang asked her, "Is he up yet?"

"Come on, maybe it was very late last night to study the questions." Lu Yu paused, and explained a few more words for him, "The teacher asked Jiang Huaining to be the number one in the college entrance examination. In addition to doing the same homework as us, he has additional Some training questions."

"Oh, this child—" Sun Jingfang said distressedly, and glanced at the door of the guest room, "Why hasn't he come out yet?"

In the room, Jiang Huaining didn't get up immediately, he sat paralyzed on the head of the bed and relaxed for a long time, his brain was still a little dazed and dizzy.

The picture in the dream was too real, and it was deeply imprinted in his mind frame by frame. He even remembered the soft and moist touch clearly, making him think it really happened.

Terrible!
He fell asleep too late, and had another such absurd dream. Now his head hurts, like a blunt instrument is hammering inside, and it hurts sharply again and again.

What's worse, when he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, a strange touch reminded him how embarrassed he was at the moment.

Jiang Huaining frowned deeply, tried not to swear, and hurriedly tore off the bed sheet and quilt cover, and threw them together with the pajamas on his body into the laundry basket.

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Lu Yu had already finished his breakfast while waiting, Jiang Huaining came out of the room fully dressed, carrying a basket of clothes to the balcony silently, his face was full of tiredness and irritability.

"You face is so red early in the morning, do you have a fever?" Sun Jingfang looked at his face while drinking the porridge.

The washing machine on the balcony was humming. Jiang Huaining sat down, took a big bite of the beef puff pastry, and remained silent.

Listening to the movement from the balcony, Sun Jingfang wondered, "What kind of laundry do you do early in the morning?"

Jiang Huaining's tone was light: "Accidentally knocked over the water glass on the bedside table, soiled the sheets and pajamas. I'm going to school in a while, please help me dry it."

"You don't have a cold, do you?" Sun Jingfang could tell that his voice was a little hoarse, and his voice was nasal.

Jiang Huaining didn't try to be brave, and realized that most of his headache symptoms were a precursor to a cold: "I forgot to close the window when I went to bed last night, maybe I caught a cold."

"You really don't make people worry, it's so cold at night, where can I open the window all night." Sun Jingfang put down the spoon, went to find Ganmaoling Granules and a thermometer, and babbled endlessly, "There are two more The college entrance examination will be in a month, tell me why you don't know how to cherish your body, how uncomfortable it is to catch a cold."

Lu Yu sat on a chair with his schoolbag on his back and waited for him, muttering, "I just said that your voice is not right."

As soon as Jiang Huaining heard her speak, his body froze automatically, and he was pulled back into his dream in a second.Although the key is different, the voice is still the same voice...

"Cough cough cough-"

Certain images flashed through his mind, Jiang Huaining choked, covered his mouth with one hand, and turned sideways to cough.

Lu Yu poured him a glass of water and silently placed it by his hand.Jiang Huaining looked up to see her face, her eyes, and finally fixed on her rosy lips, finally slowed down, and suddenly coughed again.

It's over, I feel like I won't be able to look directly at Lu Yu in the future.

He coughed so badly that Lu Yu was very worried. His voice was soft and full of concern: "Do you need to be careful? Why do I feel that your symptoms are more serious than what you said?"

Jiang Huaining took a deep breath, feeling that he would never get better.

Sun Jingfang took his temperature first, but luckily he didn't have a fever, so after he finished his breakfast, he stared at him and drank a bag of Ganmaoling Granules.

It was a little late for the two to go out, and they rode their bicycles fast all the way. The cool wind entered their throats, but it failed to lower the flames in Jiang Huaining's heart.

He didn't dare to look at Lu Yu again, he would feel an indescribable sense of shame and guilt.

Lu Yu could naturally sense Jiang Huaining's strangeness. All morning, when he saw her, he averted his gaze and didn't talk to her, as if he had done something to offend her.

But she tried hard to think back, Jiang Huaining didn't feel sorry for her at all.

Lu Yu comforted herself, maybe she was overthinking.

Finding a good place in the carport and locking the car, Jiang Huaining strode towards the teaching building with his head down.

"Don't forget to drink plenty of hot water in class. If you don't want to go out, I can bring it for you." Lu Yu had to trot to keep up with him, touched his arm, tilted his head and said, " After morning reading, I'll go get you a cup."

Jiang Huaining slowed down and hoarsely said, "Oh."

　Elementary School Chicken ~~Jiang Huaining~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)