Lou Xuan was so stunned that he even stopped breathing.
He forgot to move, and the whole person was as dumb as a fool, only one heart was beating extremely violently, as if it was about to pop out of his throat.
However, this feeling broke at the first touch, Ding Xuerun probably just went crazy after drinking, so she hugged him and kissed him like a dragonfly, and then separated.
Lou Xuan opened her blank eyes slightly, and touched her lips with her fingers, a little at a loss, not knowing what happened.
After a while, he finally came to his senses and stood up abruptly.
With bouts of fever on his face, Lou Xuan stared down at the culprit with a red face, but the other party was half-closed eyes as if in a dream, surrounded by the smell of alcohol.
He stared at Ding Xuerun steadfastly, but Ding Xuerun didn't move, he seemed completely drunk—after a while, Lou Xuan heard his even breathing.
Lou Xuan was a little irritable, and the blush spread from his cheeks down to his neck: "...what are you doing! Can you just kiss casually when you're drunk... Hey, hello? Ding Xuerun, are you asleep?" He stretched out his hand and pushed, Ding Xuerun didn't respond, her ruddy lips moved, as if she had something to say in her sleep.
He bent down slightly to listen to what he was saying, but he didn't hear anything. Instead, because he couldn't stand still, he suddenly pressed on Ding Xuerun. Lou Xuan threw him into his arms, and the smell of alcohol on Ding Xuerun swept him away. Standing up on the ground, Lou Xuan jumped up angrily and gritted his teeth: "Hooligan! Ding Xuerun can't tell, looking at how well-behaved he is, he actually plays a hooligan to someone!" There were kisses and hugs.
The lights were not turned on in the room, and Lou Xuan couldn't find slippers and didn't want to look for them, so he ran upstairs directly, as if he had suffered a huge blow.
After a while, he came down again, hugged a quilt for Ding Xuerun, and covered him angrily.
As for Ding Xuerun's shoes, Lou Xuan didn't care about them. If the sofa was dirty, it would be dirty, and he would just replace it with new ones—he would never touch other people's shoes, let alone help others take off their shoes and socks.
Lou Xuan wasn't worried that Ding Xuerun wouldn't sleep well. His leather sofa is wide and soft, and the carpet on the floor is soft and warm, even if it is accidentally turned down, it will not cause any serious problems.
After Lou Xuan went upstairs for the second time, it was about half an hour before Ding Xuerun opened his eyes. He lifted the quilt and sat up, and walked into the bathroom to wash without any hesitation.
He turned on the light, and in the mirror appeared his fair face covered with water droplets, and his eyes couldn't be more translucent and clear, and he didn't look half drunk.
How did he get up, or how did he lie down.
The next day when Lou Xuan got up and went downstairs, she saw Ding Xuerun lying on her side on the sofa, sleeping soundly, with her shoes on her feet exposed.
When Lou Xuan thought about what he did last night, he was still furious, and his face turned red with anger. He has always been disgusted with "kissing" because of his mental cleanliness, but just yesterday Night! His first kiss was taken away by Ding Xuerun! !
Even if it was just a light touch, but the touch was too deep, as soon as Lou Xun closed his eyes, the scene would automatically appear in front of his eyes, a room without lights, a fair boy with red cheeks , that drunken demeanor can't be lingered no matter what. Even Ding Xuerun's smell of alcohol, which was so strange that he was not so disgusted, seemed to still linger in his nostrils.
Lou Xuan took a deep breath, walked to the sofa angrily, looked down at Ding Xuerun's peaceful sleeping face with his palms grasping the corner of the quilt, stretched out his legs and kicked on the sofa.
Ding Xuerun was awakened by the shaking of the sofa, but she didn't open her eyes, she just turned over: "Don't make trouble..."
He's always been very planned, and every day is planned out—this is one of the rare weekends where he schedules himself to wake up later.
Lou Xuan laughed angrily, and poked his finger on the quilt twice: "Who made a fuss? It's obviously you! It's you, okay..." He was almost aggrieved.
Ding Xuerun hid half of her face in the quilt, and slapped her hands in the air, feeling drowsy: "Lou Xuan, let me sleep for a while..."
Lou Xuan was stunned: "... Oh." He had never seen Ding Xuerun before, because he knew that Ding Xuerun was a person who never stayed in bed, and he was very restrained and self-disciplined. He had no way to get angry, so he could only follow Ding Xuerun's wishes and walk away lightly...
He poured a cup of hot water to drink, and opened the takeaway on his phone.
When the breakfast was delivered, Lou Xuan hesitated for a moment, and then called out, "Would you like breakfast?"
"...Huh?" After a while, Ding Xuerun opened his eyes and sat up from the sofa, his hair was a little disheveled, and his hair was curled up.
Lou Xuan shook the coffee cup in his hand: "Breakfast."
"Okay." Ding Xuerun rubbed her eyes.
Coming out of the bathroom, he sat next to Lou Xuan, his face was still wet, and his hair was a little wet when he washed his face.
Whatever Lou Xuan ordered, he ordered one for him as usual. He casually scooped up the tofu nao with a spoon, and pretended to ask casually, "You were drunk yesterday."
Ding Xuerun shook her head: "Really? I don't remember."
Lou Xuan glanced at him suspiciously: "... This is usually the case with drunk people."
Ding Xuerun didn't wear glasses in the morning, her skin was fair, and the redness on her face faded, but the smell of alcohol was still on her clothes.
As soon as Lou Xuan turned her head, she saw him smiling, with red lips and white teeth. His heart skipped a beat.
"I don't get drunk often, maybe I accidentally drank too much yesterday." Ding Xuerun took a sip of coffee, turned to look at Lou Xuan, "I didn't do anything, did I?"
As soon as Lou Xuan met his gaze, she became flustered and quickly looked away: "You don't remember what you did?"
"I don't remember, what did you do?" He opened and closed his lips as he spoke, with no expression on his face.
Lou Xuan repeatedly played the scene of being forced to kiss in his mind, and his heart was so irritable that he was going crazy. Why can't Ding Xuerun remember anything! Why is he the only one who remembers it so clearly? Do you keep replaying it in your mind like a movie
He sighed sadly, and scratched his hair resentfully: "I didn't do anything..."
Ding Xuerun didn't go to class the next morning. He gathered at the school gate with his classmates who had been selected for the provincial team. Lou Xuan ran out during class time and stood watching from a distance for a long time.
He intended to give Ding Xuerun a high five or something to encourage him, but he stood there for a long time without moving. He watched Ding Xuerun get into the school car.
A group of four set off to the airport. There are a total of 18 students in their provincial team, three of whom are from the Sixth Middle School.
There are many top students in Hunan, and the competition is very strong. Among the 200 students in the winter camp, students from Hunan accounted for a quarter.
Ding Xuerun had participated in the Hua Luogeng Gold Cup before, and after winning the first prize, he rarely participated in competitions.
After entering the camp, mobile phones are not allowed to be used. After reporting for registration that day, after listening to a lecture, Ding Xuerun and a few classmates from the same school slept in the same room.
The schedule of the winter camp is very tight. There are a few training sessions. After watching the exam room on Wednesday, the exam will start on Thursday.
The first day is the theory test, and the second day is the experimental test.
Obviously the exam time was not long, but everyone who passed the exam seemed to have fought a tiring battle. Back in the room, the other two students asked Ding Xuerun to discuss the topic together, and went to bed early after the discussion.
He fell asleep quickly, but Lou Xuan on the other side couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
And as time went by, the longer Ding Xuerun was away, the more he couldn't sleep well, and every day he dreamed that Ding Xuerun was kissing him.
He doesn't think about tea and food every day, and his whole body is depressed.
When eating off-campus at noon, Lou Xuan picked up a piece of stewed soft glutinous pigskin and was about to eat it. When he put it to his mouth, he stared at the soft and elastic appearance of the pigskin for a few seconds. Pigskin, put it close to the lips.
Lou Xuan closed her eyes deeply, her eyelashes were drooping, and her face was full of deep thought, as if she was reminiscing about something.
"...Brother Xuan? You've been single for a long time, and you don't even let a piece of pigskin go?"
Lou Xuan looked up and saw the piglet's mouth full of oily stars. He was very disgusted, and subconsciously thought of Ding Xuerun's lips, which were diamond-shaped, so pretty...
Piggy's hand holding the chopsticks waved in front of his eyes: "Brother Xun?"
Lou Xuan chewed and ate the pigskin in distress: "I really want to find someone to kiss..."