Hu Li fell asleep in Zhao Peng's voice.

She held Zhao Peng's hand tightly, slept peacefully, with a sweet smile on her face.

From time to time, a sentence suddenly appeared: "Zhao Peng!!"

But he didn't say anything.

I don’t know what I dreamed of Zhao Peng again.

Zhao Peng stopped the story, carefully straightened her, placed the pillow under her head, and helped her comb her hair scattered on the bed.

Cover with a quilt.

He wanted to pull his hand back, but he tried hard, but he didn't pull it out.

Every time I tried hard, Hu Li's brow would frown.

So I stopped smoking.

He hooked a stool with his feet, sat on it, and let Hu Li grab his hand, he stared at the girl's clear face quietly.

Little angel, good night.

Hu Li felt dry mouth in the middle of the night, and she got up and wanted to drink some water.

He was surprised to find that Zhao Peng's hand was tightly pulled by her, so he had no choice but to fall asleep on the edge of the bed.

His clothes were not completely dry after midnight, and the sheets on the edge of the bed were wet.

She gently let go of Zhao Peng's hand, but found that in her sleep, Zhao Peng grabbed her hand instead, and did not let go.

His eyebrows were frowning tightly, as if he was having some bad nightmare.

Hu Li suddenly realized that he rarely seemed to see Zhao Peng sleeping well.

When I was a deskmate, my classmates were sleeping when I was off for lunch. Zhao Peng was always doing questions. He seemed to have endless energy to use.

She knew his family was not in good condition, so she helped him as much as possible.

But she was worried that his self-esteem would be hurt.

They grew up and were familiar with each other, but for a while, it seemed as if there was an invisible diaphragm between them, separating them.

She didn't know before that she actually liked this talented boy. She just thought that the relationship between the two was a friendship accumulated since childhood.

Until the last few months.

When he suddenly became cheerful and lively, and bold, the barrier between the two was torn apart, and they could touch each other's soft souls again. He laughed because of her, and she would fluctuate because of his emotions.

He never tires about studying with her, and she lives with him like a shadow.

He said he and her were “us.”

Us!!

Our company, our business, our...home.

He said that he would always have her in his life, and he would accompany her to grow up slowly and grow older.

He said...he liked her.

And I am inseparable from him from nowhere.

She was happy because of him, because he cried, because he was ecstatic, because he was secretly sad.

She wanted to keep looking at him, but she was worried that she was too close and became tired of each other.

She didn't know why he was so firm, and would often say things that she couldn't even think about for a long time now.

But he doesn't seem to be a joke.

Often when he says these words, his eyes are more sincere than usual, and rarely sincere.

He...

It turned out to be like the seeds that were silent in the mud, but now under the care of the spring breeze, it finally broke out from the ground and swayed freely in the wind.

And she is like a vine, she doesn't want to grow into a towering tree.

I just want to have a tree trunk that I can rely on.

Is he the one who can be attached to her, right?

have no idea.

She just likes to be with him.

At least, now, so now.

The girl looked at the boy's sleeping face in a daze, stretched out her free left hand and gently brushed her eyebrows.

The eyebrows spread out.

The boy muttered: "Hu Li...Hu Li."

...

When Zhao Peng woke up, he found that he was looking at him against the edge of the bed when he came back.

And I held her hand tightly.

Seeing that Hu Li's complexion was much better than last night, she felt relieved and smiled at her.

"It's early."

"It's early."

"Why haven't you lie down and sleep well? Is it comfortable to lean on it like this?"

"fine."

Zhao Peng gently placed her hand on the cup, got up and touched her forehead. It was no longer hot, but just a little low fever.

"No fever. Wait and I'll buy some breakfast and take medicine after breakfast."

He was about to turn around and go out, but Hu Li grabbed his hand.

"Um?"

“I don’t want to eat.”

"Take medicine on an empty stomach badly. Be obedient."

Hu Li still didn't want to let go.

Zhao Peng smiled bitterly and rubbed her hair, "Okay, I'll make you some breakfast."

"Yeah!" Hu Li nodded happily.

"Then you get up and wash up, we will still go to school later. Today seems to be the last day, and we will issue an admission ticket and explain some exam matters."

"Yeah, I know."

Zhao Peng came to the kitchen of the compartment and washed the bowls from last night soon.

Look at the ingredients, some flour, green onions, and eggs.

Just make some scallion pancakes and fry eggs.

Just drink it, just add some soy milk powder to drink it.

The door between the kitchen and the bedroom was not closed to death. Zhao Peng occasionally turned around and happened to see Hu Li take off his coat. He quickly turned his face and quietly closed the door to death.

Yes, I can't watch it.

It's not to be seen.

Hearing the sound of washing faces and brushing teeth inside, Zhao Peng happily lived his face and hummed a little song in his mouth.

"My home lives on the loess high slope, and strong winds blow over the slope. Whether it is the northwest wind or the southeast wind, it is my song, my song..."

"Zhao Peng, change the song."

Hu Li's voice came from inside.

"What do you want to hear?"

"What's the name when I sang that day?"

"I have you all my life."

"Well... I have you all my life." Hu Li's voice suddenly became inaudible.

"Because I dreamed that you left, I woke up from my crying..."

No accompaniment, no mix.

Under the dim light, the boy sang seriously and was very moved.

The ends of the world, the world changes.

After all, we still have the opportunity to accompany each other again.

The Buddha said that only five hundred times of looking back in the previous life can bring about a passing pass in this life.
To be continued...