The next morning, the temperature rose quickly, and the spring light became infinitely bright. It was a good day to go out for a stroll.
Feng Nanshu woke up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes after getting out of the quilt, and looked around stupidly. He found that the bed next door was empty, and Gao Wenhui was humming a song while washing on the balcony. Xiao
Gao is now a part-time store manager of the Xitian Linda branch. Even if there is no class, he has to get up early to look after the store.
This not only corrected her bad habit of doing nothing in the dormitory, but also made her develop a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.
Feng Nanshu sat on the bed for a while, then stepped on the ladder to get out of bed, put his snow-white feet into his slippers, and ran to the balcony to say hello.
"Wenhui, good morning."
Gao Wenhui turned to look at her: "Good morning, Nanshu, did you have a dream last night?"
Little rich woman: "?"
"I stayed up late to make a watch last night, and went to bed later than you, and then I heard you humming and talking in your sleep."
"Wenhui, what did I say?" Feng Nanshu was very curious.
Gao Wenhui coughed and imitated the little rich woman's tone: "Jiang Qin, dear, huhuhu... um, I can't breathe, Jiang Qin, slow down, wuwuwu..."
Feng Nanshu was stunned, her clear eyes opened wide, and her cherry-red mouth opened as if struck by lightning.
Gao Wenhui, who was acting enthusiastically, didn't stop yet. She shook her head and continued to talk in her sleep in the voice of the little rich woman.
"No, Jiang Qin... dirty, good brother, don't do this, sister... sister can't breathe, please."
Feng Nanshu looked at her blankly, not understanding why she said dirty words.
Did the big bear eat her feet again in her dream?
She looked down at her pink toes and curled them up slightly, as if they were a little itchy.
While she was talking, Fan Shuling also got off the bed, yawning and walking to the balcony: "Nanshu, don't believe her, she is obviously lying to you."
"I didn't." Gao Wenhui said confidently.
"Really? How come the two lines just now are exactly the same as the romance novel you sent me via Bluetooth a few days ago?"
"..."
Fan Shuling crossed her arms and stared at Gao Wenhui with a look that saw through everything.
Around the millennium, the formalization of online literature was not so strict. Writers would grab the keyboard and type hard. There was no part they dared not write. The main focus was on a life without outsiders.
Some of the female romance writers are even more powerful than male writers. Not only are their writing styles delicate, but they are also able to control their writing freely between opening and closing, which is simply killing.
In this era, if there are no paragraphs with "um" and "ah", can your stuff be called literature?
Therefore, many websites have secretly launched a batch of profound masterpieces, all of which are popular masterpieces.
To be frank, the rapid development of online literature in a short period of time actually relies on such topics that are popular among the people.
The romance novel that Gao Wenhui passed to Fan Shuling is a leader in this type of literary works, so Fan Shuling has reason to suspect that Gao Wenhui is deceiving Feng Nanshu.
"Shuling, I think what Wenhui said is true."
"?"
Fan Shuling turned her head with a questioning look on her face and found that Feng Nanshu was swearing, both serious and guilty.
The little rich woman read the posts on the forum last night, and her mind was full of kissing with her good friend. It is very likely that she asked Jiang Qin for a kiss in her dream.
And Gao Wenhui's words "Jiang Qin, kiss" sounded very much like what she would say, so she believed it a little.
"See, I never lie, I just say what I have to say."
Gao Wenhui instantly raised her proud chin.
"But... Nanshu can't have such a thing in his mind?"
Fan Shuling always felt that there was something wrong.
Dreams are caused by brain cells that have not stopped working after a person falls asleep. The content of dreams is composed of vision, hearing, smell, taste, touch and feeling contained in memory.
Feng Nanshu was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, not shivering at all. Logically, it was impossible for her to have such a dream that did not belong to her memory.
At this moment, Wang Haini also got up and joined the conversation after going to the toilet: "Let me say something fair. Nanshu only said that Jiang Qin kissed and Jiang Qin hugged her last night. The rest of the umm and ah were all fabricated by Gao Wenhui." Gao Wenhui, whose trick
was exposed, gave up resistance instantly: "So you didn't sleep last night? I thought my lie was perfect."
"It's not that I didn't sleep, it's because I had a quarrel with my boyfriend, so I couldn't sleep until the early morning."
Wang Haini explained.
"Aren't you in a good relationship? Why did you suddenly quarrel?"
Fan Shuling was a little puzzled.
"I forgot the reason, or the reason is not important at all, I just got too excited and wanted the other person to give in. I don't understand why he was so obedient when he was pursuing you, but his true colors showed up when he was in love. If I had known it would be like this, I shouldn't have been so careless to be with him."
Wang Haini gritted her teeth and Feng Nanshu learned seriously.
"There is no love without quarrels. It's normal to have some small conflicts. You should learn to tolerate each other." Gao Wenhui couldn't help but comfort her. Unexpectedly, Wang Haini
shook her head immediately: "The beginning of love is because of inner joy, but after love, the happiness is gone and there are more troubles. What's the point of falling in love?"
"Uh..."
"You have a partner, you have the final say."
Gao Wenhui is a pure dog-headed military strategist who talks about war on paper. She is first-class in knocking, but if she is asked to give some detailed suggestions, she can't think of it even if she racks her brains.
Wang Haini squeezed the toothpaste and sighed: "Men, none of them are good."
"Do you want to break up?"
"Let's see, if it doesn't work, change one, bye bye, the next one will be better."
After Wang Haini finished her harsh words, she started to brush her teeth, venting all her anger towards her boyfriend in her mouth.
At the same time, the little rich woman listened to her roommates talking to each other, and learned a lot of messy things in her mind.
There is no love without quarrels.
Happiness is gone after love.
No man is a good thing.
Emmm...Except Jiang Qin.
Feng Nanshu memorized the knowledge he learned, and then heard Gao Wenhui say: "Nanshu, do you want to go to the milk tea shop with me today?"
"Wenhui, I'm not going today. Jiang Qin wants to take me for a walk today."
After the little rich woman finished speaking, she began to wash her face, hair, and teeth, and washed her feet by the way. Then she changed into a floral dress, put on a knitted sweater outside, and changed the bow tie at the collar to white, full of ladylike temperament.
Then there were white cotton socks and brown leather shoes. After the complete combination, she looked like a pure and perfect school beauty.
Jiang Qin's message also arrived at this time, saying that he brought Fuguier with him and asked her to go for a walk.
"Wenhui, I'm leaving."
"Nanshu, button up. It's early spring now and the wind is still quite cold." Gao Wenhui reminded her with concern.
Feng Nanshu raised her little face: "Jiang Qin will deduct my money if he sees me not deducting it."
"Tsk tsk tsk, knock me to death, oh, by the way, remember to tell your husband that I have finished the account sheet of the milk tea shop last month, and tell him to remember to check the mailbox!"
"Got it."
Feng Nanshu waved her hand and went downstairs, and saw Jiang Qin standing by the flower bed between the buildings, surrounded by a group of female college students.
To be precise, the one surrounded was actually Fugui.
Those girls said it was so cute and touched the dog's head with great interest.
Pets are not allowed in university dormitories. Usually, there are stray dogs strolling around in the school. It is really rare to see such a clean and cute little white dog, which can easily arouse the overflow of love from female college students.
Jiang Qin also thought it was interesting, so he didn't stop them, but Fugui was in trouble, trembling with fear when being touched.
The two girls squatting on the ground were seniors from the dance department. Although their looks were only above average, their figures were very good, and they deserved the comment of "good legs and good waist".
"Fuguier, perform a backflip for the sisters."
Fuguier: "..."
The senior sister from the dance department was a little surprised: "It can really do a backflip?"
"It can do a backflip very well in the house. It can flip directly from the third floor and do ten push-ups by the way."
Fuguier: "???????" The senior
sisters knew that the junior brother was joking, but they still smiled coquettishly, and then wanted to add him on QQ and make an appointment to play with the dog together next time. But before they took out their phones, a beautiful girl came over with a cold face and reached into the other's pocket and took two pics.
That expression seemed to say: This one is mine, and this one is mine too.
The senior sisters were stunned for a while, and found that the other party's appearance was even better than the so-called first campus beauty, and her figure was even more curvy than their own, which was simply the most beautiful in the world, so they immediately waved goodbye tactfully.
"Why don't you button your shirt again?"
Feng Nanshu raised her arm and asked him to button it: "Jiang Qin, I want to eat dumplings."
"Why eat dumplings so early in the morning? Eat something else."
"Then eat old vinegar peanuts."
"?"
After breakfast, the two began to walk Fuguier. Just as the little rich woman had originally imagined, she held the dog leash and Jiang Qin held her other hand, her eyes full of joy.
Jiang Qin kept his eyes straight, trying to avoid seeing Feng Nanshu's plump and rosy little mouth, so as not to get too excited.
After strolling around, the two arrived at the front square. Fuguier was tired and didn't want to walk anymore, so they went into the Xitian milk tea shop.
"Jiang Qin, Feng Nanshu dreamed of you last night."
Gao Wenhui's words sounded like a study, which instantly scared the little rich woman.
Jiang Qin squinted at the little rich woman: "Really? What did you dream about me?"
"Jiang Qin, you don't want to know." Feng Nanshu warned with a scare face.
Seeing this, Gao Wenhui immediately took out a bag of melon seeds from under the counter and prepared to crack them.
What is a top cracker? Just give them a sentence to start, and then you can see them attacking each other in a hurry, causing the sweet smell to spread.
"I want to know, tell me what you dreamed about?"
"I, I dreamed that you ate something delicious."
Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment: "What did you eat?"
Feng Nanshu looked at him coldly: "The one you ate on Christmas Eve."
"..."
Jiang Qin picked up the milk tea cup, took a big bite and stopped talking.
This is a threat, or a naked threat!
Seeing this scene, Gao Wenhui was stunned, thinking why didn't this topic continue?
Shouldn't the rich woman admit that she dreamed of kissing him after Jiang Qin's questioning, and then the atmosphere between the two gradually became ambiguous?
What delicious food did Jiang Qin eat on Christmas Eve? He even covered his mouth.