Reborn In the 1990s

On the mid day of the moon, the moon is like water. This time, there are enough rooms in "Dujia village", and they don't need two or three people to squeeze one.

Fang Ruixue lies on the broad wooden bed, sleeping beside Huang Xiaoyun. There is a mushroom on the cupboard at hand, which emits pale yellow light in the dark.

That is the small night light that Cheng Yu specially brought over.

Obviously, everything is just right. There are familiar people around, there is a lamp in the night, there is also a dolphin pillow sent by Cheng Yu in his arms, and his pajamas. It's all her favorite.

But Fang Ruixue was lying in bed and couldn't sleep.

It's not because of a nightmare that you wake up, or you just close your eyes and you don't feel sleepy.

She counted silently in her heart. From one to one hundred, and then from one hundred to one. Winter nights seem to be quieter than summer nights, with no cicadas or insects. And the weather was so good tonight that I didn't hear any wind.

Fang Ruixue turned over, and Huang Xiaoyun beside him breathed so lightly that he could hardly hear him. She closed her eyes and waited nervously for a while. When there was really no sound in the room, she finally bit her teeth and sat up gently.

His feet were covered with thick cotton socks, and his down jacket was on the shelf at the door. When Fang Ruixue took out her clothes, she accidentally tilted the shelf. She was scared to reach out and help her. The wooden pole was knocking on her forehead. The pain made her tears burst out.

Fortunately, she didn't make any more noise. She crept to the door and weighed her toes all the way until she walked more than ten meters away, only to find that she still had a down jacket in her hand and forgot to put it on.

"You seem to sneak out every time." Cheng Yu stands at the bottom of the stairs, flashlights at the people who come down from the stairs.

"Each other." Fang Ruixue lies on the railing and looks at the people downstairs with a smile.

Like that summer night, they sat side by side on the stake, looked up to see the stars, reached for the stars. Now? They are still sitting side by side, but there is no star overhead, only a round of bright moonlight.

"Cold or not?" Two people in down coats, like two round hamsters together.

At the foot is the charcoal fire basin that Cheng Yu wants to come to the kitchen elder sister. The red charcoal is burning, making a fine "crackling" sound.

"So you don't sleep in the middle of the night. What do you get up for?" Cheng Yu holds Fang Ruixue's hand in the palm of his hand. Because of the charcoal fire, both of them are warm. Not afraid of the low temperature on this winter night.

"And you?" Fang Ruixue asked him.

"I cheated." Cheng Yu pastes his hot hands on Fang Ruixue's face, which makes Fang Ruixue stick his face into his palm.

"What are you stealing?" Fang Ruixue asked curiously.

"Make steamed buns." Cheng Yu felt the tip of his nose, suddenly a little embarrassed.

When we finished the meal, the waiter came to tell us that the breakfast tomorrow morning was porridge with steamed stuffed bun, and asked what kind of stuffing everyone liked. When everyone was discussing what stuffing to eat, only Cheng Yu thought about something else.

"So you ask people about the time and then get up in the middle of the night to learn how to make steamed buns?" Although Fang Ruixue tried to hold back, but this fact is beyond the scope of her cognition of Cheng Yu. She couldn't help laughing.

"Laugh if you want to." Cheng Yu also knows that his behavior sounds ridiculous, "the elder sister of the canteen told me that because of the cold weather in winter, the noodles for making steamed buns should be reconciled and fermented in advance."

"So, so need, get up in the middle of the night, ah ha ha ha..." Fang Ruixue didn't hold back after all. He laughed and fell in the arms of Cheng Yu.

As clear as a silver bell like laughter reverberates in the courtyard at night, causing the general face to hide. The moon under the clouds can't help but want to look out.

The charcoal fire gradually extinguished, Fang Ruixue refused to come out in Cheng Yu's arms. Cheng Yu's dry lips rubbed her smooth forehead and made her head itchy.

"Back to the house?" Cheng Yu asked.

Fang Ruixue buried his head a little deeper and made a silent resistance.

Cheng Yu had to throw two pieces of charcoal into the brazier, so that the fire did not go out so quickly.

One finger of Fang Ruixue is picking in the wide pocket of down jacket. Finally, he grabbed a small cylinder, pulled it out and held it in front of Cheng Yu.

"Here you are."

Cheng Yu takes a close look. That's a lip balm.

"You paint it for me." Cheng Yu said.

His hands are holding Fang Ruixue, can not make room.

Fang Ruixue unscrewed the lid of the lip balm, and a faint aroma of orange came out of the air. That's the taste of lip gloss.

"You are closer to me." Fang Ruixue said with lip gloss.

The night is too dark, Cheng Yu is far away, she can't see where his mouth is.

Cheng Yu bows his head according to Yan, and is closer to Fang Ruixue. The charming sweet smell of Citrus seems to be closer. By the moonlight, Fang Rui Xue finally found the location of Cheng Yu's mouth, and then put up his lip balm and cautiously gathered it up.A circle of the upper lip, a circle of the lower lip, and a circle of the joint.

"Take a sip." She said.

The two lips, some dry and slightly skinny, pursed them in front of her. She went up to smell, and now Cheng Yu's body is the same as her. It's all citrus.

"Good smell?" The lips spoke.

Fang Ruixue nodded, and she was the same taste, of course, good smell.

"It's delicious. I want to try it." The moon was reflected in her eyes.

"Try it, then." Cheng Yu pinched her earlobe and received the moon in her eyes.

The dry dead skin on the lips pricked, let Fang Ruixue can't help but want to bite. Bite down and found that its taste bitter, and then to spit it out. In this way, she bit, vomited, bit and vomited. When she had tasted enough, the dead skin on Cheng Yu's mouth was almost bitten by her.

"It tastes strange." When Cheng Yu's mouth finally moistened, Fang Rui also had enough of the lip balm.

"Today's Zhang Hao is strange." Fang Ruixue yawned and her sleepiness finally swept her.

"How strange?" Cheng Yu held people closer.

"It's too tight and too careful in front of the godmother. It's greasy."

The eyes full of moonlight slowly closed, and his head gently rested on Cheng Yu's shoulder. The charcoal fire in the brazier was finally extinguished, leaving only a few scattered sparks hidden under the gray ash. The sultry temperature gradually dissipates. Cheng Yu picks up Fang Ruixue, who is already asleep, and walks back to the room step by step in the moonlight.