I Really Want to Sleep Until I Wake Up Naturally

    On Thursday night, people from Fu Xuechen’s bedroom had a dinner at a Sichuan restaurant in Ruoluo Street.

    When the boys have dinner together in the summer, beer is indispensable. Although the four of them in the dormitory did not deliberately drink each other, they also consumed a whole case of beer.

    Fu Xuechen had something in his heart, so he drank a little too much, and before he knew it, he drank four bottles of beer.

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    The Shang Dynasty clearly realized that Fu Xuechen was very worried today. Originally, a foodie in a dormitory, the food should be served quickly, but Fu Xuechen did not join their battle to grab food, instead he drank alone Booze.

    Shang Dynasty sat beside Fu Xuechen, pushed him and asked casually, "What are you thinking?"

    Fu Xuechen replied without hesitation: "Want to wake up!"

    Fu Xuechen couldn't argue with that, he now wants to sleep with the little girl from body to heart, from body to soul, he admitted frankly: "Yes, I just want to sleep with her!"

    The Shang Dynasty also knew that Fu Xuechen had not yet won the girl, and immediately asked, "What are you going to do next?"

    Fu Xuechen took the wine bottle, took a sip of the wine, and said, "Confess to her."

    Shang Dynasty nodded and chatted casually: "How are you going to confess?"

    Fu Xuechen turned to look at him, his delicate face was very innocent and innocent, he asked back: "What else can I do to confess, aren't they all flowers and candles?"

    Shang Dynasty thought of flowers and candles, and the corners of his lips twitched. Before he could speak, across the table, Yi Jubai said with disgust, "What a waste!"

    Paused for a while, and then emphasized, "I feel that Ran Xing should have the confession that everyone else has. Although I am not a twenty-four filial boyfriend, I will give it to Ran Xing. Wake up."

    Shang Dynasty: “…”

    Yi Jubai: "…"

    What is the matter with this kind of earthy and traditional feel?

    Shen Cizhang was also surprised by this way of confession. He felt that such a dirty confession should not be something that Fu Xuechen would do. He asked, "Are you drunk?"

    Fu Xuechen's voice was calm and melodious: "No, I'm very awake."

    He raised his head slowly, his voice was clear and strong: "Even if I am dirt, I will be the dirtiest one."

    Although everyone can't appreciate Fu Xuechen's earthy romance, they have not stopped it.

    As he said, even if it is dirt, it will be the dirtiest one.

    Because he is Fu Xuechen, he is the most powerful **** in the school, when he makes a very formal confession, even the old-fashioned way of confessing flowers and candles is a grand romance.

    The Shang Dynasty then asked: "Then when are you going to confess!"

    Fu Xuechen drank all the wine in the bottle, put the beer bottle on the dining table at will, stood up abruptly, and said, "Just tonight."

    Slightly drunk, young and frivolous.

    Eighteen... nine-year-old Fu Xuechen had an innate flamboyance and arrogance.

    He thought about confessing to the girl Ran Xing, and he did it when he thought of it.

    It may be a long-planned plan or a whim, so he decided to confess tonight.

    The Shang Dynasty followed and stood up, he went to settle the account, and asked: "Are you sure Ran Xing will agree to you?"

    In fact, at the beginning, Fu Xuechen really felt that as long as he confessed, the little girl Ran Xing would not refuse at all. Good-looking people are always privileged. There are a bunch of little girls posting backwards, not to mention his academic excellence and his wealthy family.

    But now, he is a little skeptical.

    He shook his head with a light smile: "I don't know."

    Immediately, she smiled calmly and confidently: "But, I think I should tell her formally that I like him."

    The Shang Dynasty was stunned when he heard the word "like". He thought that Fu Xuechen was simply looking for a sleeping pill.

    However, it is also expected, the little girl Ran Xing is the kind of pink and jade-cut, delicate and lovely little loli, many science and engineering men prefer this one, Fu Xuechen is a very standard Engineering man.

    Shang Chao thought for a moment, then reminded his friend, "If you make such an open confession, it's fine if the other party agrees, but if you don't agree, you'll be embarrassed."

    Fu Xuechen looked casual and careless: "It's okay, I just want to tell her how I feel, it's her business to answer or not."

    The nineteen-year-old Fu Xuechen has the courage, enthusiasm and indomitable courage of a boy of this age. He does not think he will fail, and even if he fails, he will never back down.

    Isn't it just rejected? He has the cheek to chase after him. Even if the other party is hard-hearted, Fu Xuechen will never feel that Ran Xing's sincerity cannot be exchanged for his own sincerity.

    The Shang Dynasty saw the frivolous and proud look of his friends, so he was no longer worried.

    Fu Xuechen is the kind of person with a very strong heart, the pain of insomnia tormented him all the year round, ordinary people, lack of sleep every day, will definitely collapse in their hearts and become self-pity, Fu Xuechen is not, even if he is tortured Fate is tortured, but he still grows stubbornly and savagely, and he has grown into the now amazing and talented God Fu.

    Fu Xuechen is the best kid even among his peers all over the world.

    Even if Ran Xing refused, Fu Xuechen would not have much trouble, what's more, the Shang Dynasty really felt that Ran Xing would not reject such a brilliant Fu Xuechen.

    He hooked on Fu Xuechen's shoulder, looked back at Yi Jubai and Shen Cizhang, peach blossom eyes were warm smiles, he urged: "You two hurry up, we have to help Fu Xuechen plan a confession tonight , so stop dawdling."

    "Come here."

    Yi Jubai said quickly, and followed with Shen Cizhang at a trot.

    Four tall boys walked side by side on the way back to school, talking and laughing with each other, and their youth was scattered in the wind.

    9 p.m.

    Ran Xing was watching a Hollywood movie, "The Shawshank Redemption" in the dormitory.

    Watching the movie's owner, An Di, hoped that he would be free for 19 years, Ran Xingzhen's back was so shocked that he got goosebumps.

    Ran Xing didn't care, and ran to Douban to read the movie review, Yuan Qian, a little gossip girl, had already run to the balcony, opened the window and watched it.

    Then, looking at the crowd of people, flowers and candles downstairs, he exclaimed: "Wake up, come and see, there are so many flowers and candles, someone is going to confess. God, still With drones, it's the most luxurious lineup I've seen in over a year living here."

    Danqing Academy is home to the highest quality girls in the school. Confessions of flowers and candles like this happen frequently.

    Ran Xing was not surprised, but she was still calm, she casually flipped through the movie reviews, her voice was always sweet and soft: "I don't watch it. In the middle of the night, it's flowers and flowers again. It was a candle, and those who didn’t know it thought it was going to the grave during the Qingming Festival.”

    Yuan Qian: "..."

    A good confession, when it comes to Ran Xing's mouth, it becomes a little gloomy.

    However, Yuan Qian also knows that this little girl Ran Xing is a little clever ghost, she is not malicious, she just reacts super fast, shaking her cleverness can make people itch with hatred .

    Yuan Qian gave her an elegant look and said, "Wake up, people are confessing, can you stop being so vicious."

    Ran Xing casually looked at the film review and replied indifferently: "Well, you can replace 'Going to the Tomb at Qingming Festival' with 'Shrine for Buddha'."

    "Pfft..."

    This time, even Qiao Mu, who was lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone, was amused, she smiled innocently and beautifully: "To be honest, I have never thought about this before, as you describe it, Now I really feel that the confession of flowers and candles is a bit like going to the grave during the Qingming Festival and offering sacrifices to the Buddha in the shrine."

    Qiao Mu actually echoed Ran Xing, the Pipi shrimp.

    Yuan Qian was speechless for a while.

    However, in a sense, Ran Xing and Qiao Mu are the same kind of people.

    Everyone has their own way of life, Yuan Qian is not the kind of person who will use his own three views to ask others.

    Besides, as a roommate, as the object of the two people's heart and lungs, Yuan Qian felt that these two people really had no choice.

    She closed the window and drew the curtains, walked back indoors, thought of the grand lineup downstairs, and sighed: "With such a big battle, who is this a confession to!"

    Ran Xingshun pointed to the paralyzed school flower on the bed: "Who can be, Qiao Meiren!"

    In this regard, the three people in the dormitory have no objection.

    Qiao Mu is the school flower, and she is a famous school flower. Her suitors are of super high quality, not only rich but also handsome.

    It's very simple, a goddess-level character like Qiao Mu, ordinary boys can't even think about it, how dare a toad eat swan meat, isn't that making people laugh, so Qiao Mu's suitor They will weigh their own weight before starting.

    Ran Xing has more suitors than Qiao Mu, but the quality of her suitors is not high. She is beautiful and cute, but she is by no means the goddess.

    Most of the boys are very realistic creatures. When they chase you, they must think they can chase you.

    A boy from an ordinary family would never start when he saw Qiao Mu, but when he saw Ran Xing, he would have a plan to pursue it.

    After all, everyone is busy these days, and everyone has limited energy. One is a goddess who can't be chased, and the other is a little cutie who has a chance to get it. Most people will tend to the latter.

    Wu Chang has always had a sense of superiority to Ran Xing, probably because he thinks that Ran Xing's suitors are not as good as him, and he will feel that Ran Xing can only choose him.

    Now the downstairs is very powerful, such a big battle, obviously to chase Qiao Mu.

    However, Qiao Mu is a horrible person. Even if someone asks her to confess, she will ignore it. It is impossible for her to go downstairs.

    At this moment, Qiao Mu was just swiping his mobile phone and said casually: "Anyway, no matter who it is, it has nothing to do with me."

    The knock on the door happened to be "knock knock knock". At this point, Zhao Qingya was still studying, and she usually came back around ten o'clock, so it was obviously the one who confessed downstairs looking for someone to come up. called.

    Yuan Qian went to open the door, and sure enough, a little girl was standing there holding a red candle.

    Ran Xing glanced at her, and she responded quickly, teasing Qiao Meiren with a chuckle: "Qiao Meiren, don't get up soon, someone has come to add incense to you."

    Qiao Mu is very helpless to such jokes, don't be poor with Ran Xing, but this little girl Ran Xing is very smart, she can make fun of you with different words.

    However, the girl at the door opened her mouth gently and politely, and said, "I'm here to find Ran Xing."

    Qiao Mu laughed and said, "Wake up, it seems that this time is to add incense to you."

    Ran Xing: "..."

    My face hurts a bit.

    But she's used to being salty fish. When people live, it's not just to be amused by others, and then use themselves to amuse others.

    Ran Xing is the kind of person who thinks very well.

    At the moment, Ran Xing looked at the girl outside the door and said sweetly: "Can you wait, I'll change clothes."

    "It's fine."

    Girls naturally have no objection. After all, if they don't go to self-study at night, they will take a bath and wear pajamas. Ran Xing wears a cotton nightdress.

    Now to accept the confession, naturally you have to clean up, put on makeup and spray some perfume.

    In the face of suitors, Ran Xing is different from Qiao Mu, Qiao Mu is ignorant, Ran Xing will seriously refuse, she will feel that it is a rare thing for boys to like her , So, even if you refuse, you should be polite, instead of just letting it dry.

    Nowadays, I have changed clothes from the closet.

    Yuan Qian politely turned her head away from Ran Xing, but still expressed her speculation: "Wake up, in such a big battle, I feel it is Fu Xuechen."

    Qiao Mu nodded in agreement: "I also think it's Fu Xuechen."

    Hearing that the roommate guessed that it was Fu Xuechen, Ran Xing disagreed: "I think it is Wu Chang."

    Yuan Qian was not sure that it was Fu Xuechen downstairs. After all, Fu Xuechen was such a darling of the sky and a dragon in a man. He felt that he really couldn't do this kind of confession by placing flowers and candles, so he didn't refute any more. .

      Beautiful and cute.

    She ruffled her hair again, then got up and planned to go out.

    Old Qian Yuan felt that it was Fu Xuechen downstairs, so he cautiously suggested, "Would you like to put on some makeup!"

    Ran Xing touched the doorknob, looked back at Yuan Qian, and said in a sweet voice, "Is it appropriate for me to dress up beautifully and refuse someone's confession? I think it's better for me to be ugly, so that the other party will I also think I'm so ugly that I'm not worth pursuing."

    Yuan Qian smiled: "But your makeup is pretty straight!"

    Ran Xing raised his chin proudly: "That is, after all, I am nothing but good-looking."

    Ran Xing has always been proud of his appearance.

      The advantage is that it looks good.

     Yuan Qian was speechless.

    Ran wake up this person, with a sand sculpture atmosphere of "I just like you hate my character and like my beauty".

    Ran Xing had already left the door, and the girl who came to greet her only waited for two minutes, exclaiming: "So soon!"

    Ran Xing said casually: "Quick fight."

    The girl thinks of the amazing and talented God downstairs, and she agrees unparalleled: "Indeed."

    Whoever is facing Fu Xuechen's confession will want to fly down.

    Ran Xing looked at the candle in the girl's hand, her cheeks bulged, and she lit a wax for herself in the bottom of her heart.

    She felt that Wu Chang had a hole in his head, so he cleaned up these boring things.

    She followed the girls downstairs, and then found that the lights in the school corridor and stairwell were all turned off, replaced by candlelight. On the way downstairs, many girls were holding red candles in their hands. Smiling and waiting for her to come downstairs.

    Ran Xing's thoughts diverged to death, looking at these candles, she inexplicably had a sense of absurdity that black and white impermanence led her to hell.

    Fortunately, she lived on the fourth floor, so she went to the third floor instead of the eighteenth floor.

    Going downstairs, there are a bunch of classmates holding candles in front of them, there are boys and girls, tall and short, fat and thin, Danqing and Lantian…

    These people are all smiling with blessings, and seeing Ran wake up, these people are well-trained and slowly give way to the road to confession.

    At the same time, the drone above her head began to sprinkle rose petals.

    Ran Xing looked at the rose petals fluttering in front of her, looked up at the drone flying in the air, and thought, fortunately, Wu Chang's family is not particularly rich, she feels richer, sprinkle roses The petals are not drones, but helicopters.

    There are rose petals floating in front of Ran Xing, falling in a whirl, Ran Xing catches it subconsciously, and then holds the tender rose petal and continues to walk forward.

    The warm candlelight and the scattered rose petals interweave an old-fashioned romance.

    The road in front of Ran Xing was still slowly opening, and the people who finally dispersed, Ran Xing, were very familiar, the three roommates I saw in Fu Xuechen's bedroom before.

    In the sea of ​​flowers and lights, Fu Xuechen in a black suit turned his back to Ran Xing and waited.

    After waiting for the girl in his heart, he slowly turned around.

    In the flickering candlelight, Fu Xuechen, who was wearing a high-definition suit and meticulously combed his hair, stood there holding a bouquet of roses. It was like a **** descended from the earth, almost not like a real person.

    The scenery is old and vulgar.

    Young people are enough to dump all beings.

    The author has something to say:  Fu Xuechen is really an old school boy! !

    Besides, there is another night

    Continue to send 100 red packets.