When he returned to the living room, Wang Bo did not see Zheng Yan. While he was puzzled, Zheng Yan walked out of her bedroom with a (meter-size-fitting) bath towel on his arm.

"It's very late, you...you go and take a shower." Zheng Yan turned her gaze to one side, facing Wang Bo's half of the side face, like the sunset sunset, and was red (towards).

"Okay." Wang Bo took the bath towel with joy, flipped over and over, then raised his head and asked in a low voice, "Swallow, is this what you use?"

Zheng Yan's face turned redder and she reached out to him with a little anger, "Forget it if you don't want to use it. Give it back to me!"

"Hehe, why don't you want it? One thousand ten thousand are willing!" Wang Bo laughed, took a step back, and carried the bath towel behind him.

"Robber!" Zheng Yan gave him a blank look, muttered quietly, and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

When he arrived at the bathroom, the girl carefully told him which ones were used to wash his hair and which ones were used to wash his body.

"I don't have shower gel at home, so I always use soap. Just put it aside. There are two soap pieces, the white one is used by my parents, and the pink one is... I used it. This is a toothbrush, I bought it, and I haven't used it. Maybe this way, when I go out, I sit in the living room. If you have other problems, please open the door and shout." Zheng Yan, who had introduced the toiletries, was about to go out.

"Okay, Swallow, wait a moment, which piece should I use these two pieces of soap?" Wang Bo blinked at the girl with a smile and said in a slight manner.

Zheng Yan was stunned, and the Hungarian accent quickly rose and fell violently, as if he had thought of something, his face turned red in an instant. He gave him a fierce look again, threw a sentence: "Whatever you want!", and then slammed the door and came out.

He washed his hair with Haifei silk and took a bath with Zheng Yan's soap with rose-scented soap. He washed it three times in total, and applied the soap three times in and out. He hadn't washed his body so carefully for a long time.

Finally, when Wang Bo wiped himself from head to toe with the bath towel given by Zheng Yan, it was already half an hour later when he walked out wearing Zheng Yan's old man's clothes.

"I'm finished washing, Swallow. You go and wash too." Wang Bo said while wiping the water stains on his head with a bath towel, while urging the girl sitting on the sofa and continuing to watch TV.

"Yes." Zheng Yan stood up from the sofa, looked at the wet hair on Wang Bo's head, and said, "The hair dryer is on the bedside table in my bedroom, you can blow it yourself."

"OK!"

Zheng Yan held her Shuyishuiku and took a shower, while Wang Bo sat by the girl's bed with plaid sheets and whimpered with a hair dryer.

It doesn't take long to blow your hair. After about two or three minutes, Wang Bo's short hair became extremely dry. He put the blowing air, kicked off his slippers, and turned over and climbed onto the girl's small wooden bed one meter or two wide. After taking a deep breath, he suddenly felt a familiar and pleasant smell, his head and lungs were covered with.

"I really want to sleep in this gentle and fragrant fragrance for three days and three nights!" Wang Bo, who was lying on Zheng Yan's bed, supported himself, twisted his body, and murmured.

Zheng Yan walked into her bedroom at about twelve o'clock. She had a cotton lapel with white background and a sleeping library with the same color below. Her face was red, her hair was wet, and she was wrapped in a white towel around the back of her head.

"Tonight, you can sleep in my bed. I'll go to sleep next door." Zheng Yan reached out to get the hair dryer on the bedside table, and said to Wang Bo.

"Okay." Wang Bo, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, nodded.

"Then you have a break early, good night."

"Well, good night, swallow."

Zheng Yan went out with a hair dryer and took the bedroom door as she left.

Wang Bo, who was lying on the bed again, quietly listening to the movement outside, first the sound of the door closing, and then the sound of the "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Everything is silent.

Wang Bo picked up the phone beside his pillow and looked at it. Five o'clock was past twelve.

He turned over and got out of bed and pushed open the closed window. The rain had stopped completely at some point. The night was clear and the stars could be seen all over the sky. The air that had just rained was fresh and pleasant.

Wang Bo pulled his gaze closer. Because of the floor and the obstruction of nearby residential buildings, most of the places were pitch black, and the owners had already entered their own dreams. Occasionally, the windows of several families showed dim lights, either near or far, dazzling and conspicuous in the quiet night. But most of them pulled the curtains and couldn't see them clearly.

Wang Bo, who was sleepless, returned to the bedside, turned off the lights above his head, and the room suddenly became invisible. Then, he walked to the window again, breathing the wet and cool air, while looking at the near and far away. The night sky without the background light was even more brilliant, vast and distant, and the stars were shining, as if they were blinking at him.

This is of course his illusion.

A few minutes later, when his eyes adapted to the darkness, the room where he had originally reached out and couldn't see his fingers became shady. Wang Bo was able to distinguish the location of the bed, the location of the cabinet, the location of the small bookshelf, and the location of the bedroom door.

As soon as he saw the bedroom door, Wang Bo's heart jumped suddenly. The idea of ​​walking towards the door and opening the door stimulated him.

But there was another thought in my mind that he would go to bed properly and not think about anything.

These thoughts and thoughts began to fight in their minds for control of his body. Wang Bo didn't know how long it took, but it felt like it was only a few seconds, and then it felt like after dozens of minutes, the result of the fight was clear, but the previous thoughts had the upper hand.

So he began to move his stiff pair of moons, as if he had been filled with lead, and began to move step by step towards the door.

The door finally opened, almost silently, which was the result of it taking him at least 20 seconds to open the door.

Wang Bo, who opened the door, flashed out like a ghost. His eyes had completely adapted to the darkness. He leaned against the memory and came to the door of Zheng Yan's parents' bedroom, raised his hand, and was about to knock on the door.

The bent fingers raised in the dark for at least five minutes, and during this period, they took countless deep breaths. It felt like almost the entire corridor and the air in the living room were exchanged in his alveoli.

In addition to taking a deep breath, the other things are like fragments of memories illuminating under the revolving lanterns that surge in his mind. Most of them are about the girls’ memories. Some of them have been in the previous life, some of them have been in this life, and more of them have been in this life. They have known each other, and then fall in love with the girls for nearly two years.

Yes, although neither of them said that sentence or the three words to each other, they both loved and cared about each other, and there was no doubt about it.

Then, there is only one problem left:

Are you really ready to change the status quo?

"You gave up going to Peking University, Tsinghua University, and went out. Although you have millions of reasons, after all, isn't the most core one for her? Isn't it just to make up for the regret that made you feel most painful, inferior, and desperate in your previous life?
Chapter completed!