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"Yes, is there any hot water?"

"Yes, if you burn it and wash it at the same time, it should be fine by the time Xiao Meng arrives."

"Okay, let's do the laundry!" Wan Qing quickly took off her school uniform, leaving only her close-fitting clothes.

Lin Sumeng covered her eyes shyly, but couldn't help peeking through the gaps between her fingers.

"...You go in and take off, really."

"What are you talking about, don't I take it off here every day?" Wan Qing rolled her eyes, "The school uniform is not washed, why do you bring it in and get wet?"

"It's been three days, it's time to wash it, right?"

"I hate the washing machine, that broken washing machine."

"...I always watch it, okay?" Ye Chen glanced at her with drooping eyelids, pushed her into the bathroom, and closed the sliding door.

"Xiaomeng? Sit down for a while, I'll go to the bedroom and put on my pajamas."

"Oh, yes." Lin Sumeng nodded hastily, and sat on the chair next to the big desk lamp that glowed yellow.

Zhao Jinyu doesn't seem to like turning on the lights very much. Even if brighter light is needed to write questions, she prefers this kind of light that protects the eyes and does not illuminate the entire room.

She was like a child who walked to a relative's house she didn't know during the Chinese New Year and looked a little overwhelmed. Even if she sat on a chair, she only dared to sit a little bit, but did not dare to put her entire butt on it comfortably.

There was the sound of bathing water and some inaudible noises from the bathroom. As long as the two sisters started talking, they seemed to quarrel, but the more this happened, the more people felt that their relationship was very good .

——Frequently 'quarreling' with each other without being really angry is proof of a good relationship.

"Haha." Not long after, Wan Qing opened the sliding door with a 'crash' and walked out, then turned around and closed it with a 'crash', and then she stood at the door with only her underwear on, holding the door open. Putting on the pajamas cover on the chair, he walked towards Lin Sumeng with a big thorn.

"Where's Ye Chen?"

"She's still washing, it's dying, you have to wait a little longer." Wan Qing said, squatting in front of Zhao Jinyu's small refrigerator that was only half a person tall, opened the door of the refrigerator, and took out a can from inside. Cola.

She deftly pulled the pull ring away, raised her head and took a big sip, then hiccupped comfortably.

"Ha, it's time to drink Coke after taking a hot bath!"

The bedroom door was also gently pushed open, and after drying her hair, Zhao Jinyu came out in her pajamas: "Qing'er is still so fast today, hurry up and dry your hair?"

"Okay, actually, I think you should put the hair dryer in the bathroom, blow it all the time in the room, and there will be hair all over the place."

"Because there is a heater in the room."

"The weather is already warm enough...although it's still raining today." Wan Qing muttered, and walked into Zhao Jinyu's bedroom, and soon there was a noisy wind blowing.

"Xiaomeng, do you want coffee or Coke?"

"...No need, I'll just drink water."

"You're welcome, do you want some hot?"

"...um...is it hot?"

"Milk or coffee?"

"...milk? I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep later..."

"Okay." Zhao Jinyu said, and walked into the kitchen, took out two boxes of warm milk from a very technological incubator, and put them in front of her.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, just be as casual as Qing'er and Chen'er."

Lin Sumeng smiled awkwardly. She didn't think she could get up casually. After all, to be honest, she really didn't know her very well.

Zhao Jinyu didn't seem to be planning to start writing the questions right away, but was very leisurely holding hot milk and sucking it bit by bit: "Have Xiaomeng and Qing'er known each other for a long time?"

"It's not so long ago... I just met last semester, um... I didn't get to know each other until Class [-], um... In fact, there are other friends who have a better relationship."

"Hmm? Hmm...then why did you choose to spend the night at Qing'er's house?" Zhao Jinyu asked curiously.

"That... because, because..." Lin Sumeng pinched the hem of her clothes nervously, "Because... um... I think Wan Qing is easier to talk to?"

"Qing'er is easy to talk?" Zhao Jinyu was a little surprised.

"Yeah, although it may look a little fierce or...a bit swearing, but it feels pretty easy to talk to, so, just intuition?"

"Well... maybe that's true."

"right……"

Zhao Jinyu nodded with a smile, but did not speak, and the atmosphere became even more awkward for a while.

At this moment, Ye Chen came out of the bathroom, smiled at her a little embarrassedly, and trotted into Zhao Jinyu's bedroom with his pajamas in his arms. As soon as the door opened, the sound of the hair dryer was heard. It's getting noisier.

Then, the door was closed again...

In addition to the sound of the hair dryer, there seemed to be two people shouting and shouting, but they couldn't hear what they said.

"Xiaomeng can go to wash now, I have a new change of clothes, don't worry about it."

"……Is it okay?"

"It's okay."

"I, I will wash it and return it to you after I wear it."

"No need to pay it back." Zhao Jinyu shook his head.

"Hmm..." Lin Sumeng's first reaction was that she might dislike other people's underwear, so she didn't insist anymore, just walked into the steaming bathroom with a smile.

……

31. More comfortable here

The rain was pattering.

On the big table in the living room, everyone sat and wrote the questions seriously.

What Ye Chen was writing was an English test paper, Wan Qing was writing a math problem posed by Zhao Jinyu, and Zhao Jinyu spread out a thick extracurricular problem book and was doing some difficult physics problems.

Lin Sumeng slowly sipped the warm milk, silently reciting dense English words.

Although she was transferred from Class [-] to Class [-], her grades in liberal arts were not that good, her Chinese was passable, and it was difficult for her to even pass English, but she was more comfortable with mathematics and the like.

Although it is as quiet as a classroom in Class [-], it doesn't make people feel depressed or restrained.

Because it's quiet here, it's just that everyone is busy.

"Ah——" Wan Qing stretched her waist, breaking the tranquility of the rainy night. She shook the chair until it creaked, and then twisted her waist from side to side, her joints making a 'crack' sound. "Ye Chen, haven't you finished your English test paper yet?"

"I'm just writing carefully, okay? Ah... I have a headache, what tense, grammar, and sentence structure... It really drives people crazy." Ye Chen also complained loudly, typing with a water pen. own head.

Lin Sumeng glanced at Zhao Jinyu cautiously. She didn't show any anger on her face, and she didn't even frown at all. She didn't seem to mind the messy noises made by someone next to her when she was seriously doing the questions.

Wan Qing picked up the delicate and small white pager that Zhao Jinyu put on the table and glanced at the time: "It's eleven o'clock, I'm about to go to bed, and I still have to get up early tomorrow."

"Huh? So fast, time." Zhao Jinyu was stunned for a moment, "It's time to go to bed every day."

"Yes, but getting enough sleep is more important." Wan Qing picked up the soda can on the table and drank the remaining Coke in one gulp.

"Is Xiaomeng sleepy?"

"I'm okay……"

"It's almost time to sleep."

"Ah."

"Then I'll turn off the light."

"Well?"

"Pa-ta." Zhao Jinyu turned off the light-yellow lamp, and the whole living room was plunged into darkness.

However, it's not the kind of darkness where you can't see your fingers. Although the night stalls outside the window have basically been taken away, it is not as lively as it was after nine o'clock, but this is a place close to the city center after all, and all the tall buildings are brightly lit. Colorful neon lights adorn this rainy night.

In the dim night, there was the sound of Zhao Jinyu's footsteps, and then, something suddenly lit up on the ceiling.

The entire room was suddenly filled with light spots of various colors and sizes, and they were still slowly rotating.

A burst of melodious music also sounded, with a kind of tranquility at night, making people relax unconsciously.

Wan Qing and the others packed up the things on the table amidst the music, as if they were going to go back to bed.

Lin Sumeng was a little dazed, her life had never been so ritualistic.

Her life is always busy and chaotic.

When there is no evening self-study, I have to go to the restaurant to help when I get home. Even at home, the time for homework is very fragmented. From time to time, I have to be called to help, either cleaning, or educating my younger brother who is arguing with my grandmother... …

Sometimes even when my father was sitting in the living room smoking, he would call her out and ask her to clean the ashtray and bring it here.

At home, she simply doesn't have time for herself.

Sometimes it's hard to be quiet for a while.

Not to mention that after finishing homework like this, you can still listen to music and pack your things to get ready for bed...

Even the TV at home, she seldom watches, because there is almost no time that belongs to her.

So this semester has evening self-study, she is the one who is more happy - after all, that period of self-study is really, completely belongs to her.

Amidst the sound of classical music, Wan Qing packed her things, but she was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, she walked to the window, put one arm on the window sill, and leisurely looked at the night city.

"Xiaomeng, the three of us sleep together today, it may be a bit crowded, is it okay?"

"D-Of course it doesn't matter!"

Wan Qing tilted her head and looked at Ye Chen: "Well...how about Chen'er, you and Jinyu? Me and Xiaomeng?"

"Why?" Ye Chen turned his head slightly with a look of reluctance.

"It won't be so crowded."

"Then why not..." Ye Chen said halfway, but swallowed the rest of the words, she turned her head, looked at Lin Sumeng's ordinary face carefully, and finally nodded slightly, "Okay. "

"Okay, then you can sleep here, remember not to wake up late tomorrow."

"I know."

"Shall I come to have breakfast tomorrow too?"

"Alright, let Chen'er call me."

"Don't worry, my biological clock is very accurate!" Ye Chen patted his chest hard, seeming a little proud.

"Come on, it's just you? Accurate?" Wan Qing rolled her eyes, put on the clothes that the two at the door had changed, opened the door and walked out, "Xiaomeng, let's go, let's go to sleep."

"Um……"

Although it was only two steps to reach Wanqing's house, it gave Lin Sumeng the illusion of coming to another world.

The light in the living room here has been turned off, but the TV is still flickering fluorescent light. My father is reclining on the sofa, his eyes have been narrowed, and he doesn't know if he has fallen asleep.

Xiaobai's head was resting on the armrest of the sofa, but his body was stuck in the gap of the sofa, so he was able to fall asleep like this, which is really admirable.

"Dad fell asleep watching TV again?" Wan Qing glanced at her father, walked to the TV, and turned off the TV.

But this level actually woke up his father.

"Huh? Huh...?" Father tried to open his eyes wide, "Open it, I haven't slept yet..."

"You obviously fell asleep just now..." Wan Qing shook her head helplessly, "Do you have to listen to the TV to fall asleep?"

"Haha... because it doesn't feel so deserted." Father adjusted his sitting position, stood up and took a sip of the cold tea, "How is it, does Jinyu like to drink today's soup?"

"I really like it, and finished drinking while writing the questions."

"Ha, that's good."

"Father, go to bed early, Xiaomeng and I went to bed too."

"Go." Father glanced at Lin Sumeng's ordinary face, and nodded reassuringly.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Lin Sumeng let out a surprised 'huh': "A round bed?"

"Yeah, it's very interesting." Wan Qing chuckled, took off the pajamas she was wearing at home, and lay down directly under the covers.

Lin Sumeng hesitated for a moment, then took off her clothes like her, and lay down carefully, with only a small amount of quilt covering her body.

"Why only cover so much? It's not summer yet, isn't it cold?"