If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

It was pitch black in the dim room. The only light source was the night view of Chicago outside the huge floor-to-ceiling glass of the 270° corner room. There was no one in the room, the LCD TV was quiet, the bronze clock on the wall was ticking, and there were a few scattered pieces of clothing. Spread on a large white bed, the wind blew in through the gaps in the window with the faint night sounds of the city and caressed a few slight wrinkles.

The smart card sensor door lock on the door lit up with a green light, and after a pleasant beep, the lock cylinder unlocked with a short soft sound. The door was pushed open from the outside, and the warm yellow light in the corridor illuminated the two people holding each other. The figure was cast on the ground.

The light switch at the door was pressed, and the spacious room suddenly became brighter. The night view outside the ten-meter-long floor-to-ceiling curtain window did not dim because of this, but the two people who came in, neither Lin Nian nor Su Xiaoqiang, had time to look outside the window. A rare and beautiful night view.

It's not that they have anything important to do right away, but now instead of watching the scenery, Su Xiaoqiang, who was drinking until her face was flushed, needed to sit down and have a good rest. When he went upstairs and took the elevator, he had Lin Nian's hand hanging on one hand. Arm, he was still talking about the topic he had discussed with Lu Mingfei and the others in the hotel bar downstairs, that is, whether it was possible for the fossils dug out of the dragon's tomb to come alive on the appraisal table.

Lu Mingfei said it was absolutely impossible. The fossil had already become a fossil. If he wanted to come back to life, he would have to go to the set of "Nobita's Dinosaur" next door. Moreover, the premise of the topic of debate was the fossil skeleton, not the fossil dragon egg. If he wanted to There is a possibility that dragon eggs may be misidentified as fossils, but are actually "cocoons" wrapped in stone shells.

But this idea was quickly rejected, because Chu Zihang mentioned aloud that any fossils that were suspected of being "cocoons" excavated from the dragon tomb would be scanned by an X-ray machine and developed and identified based on the density of the material. There are cases where "cocoons" are missed.

As for Su Xiaoqiang, he believes that everything is possible. Even a fossilized skeleton may not be able to scream and bite you someday. After all, it is a dragon. Even if it becomes a fossil, it is still a dragon. It cannot be judged by common sense. Terrible creature.

Next to him, Xia Mi, who had never been exposed to the archeology of dragons, could only sip the Margaux wine on the stage in a heartless way, and joked: "It doesn't matter whether you live or die, just cut it into pieces and see, don't you say that one cut is poor," Can one sword make one rich and one sword pierce sackcloth?

It may seem inappropriate to talk about this in the hotel restaurant and bar, but the level of chatting will not lead to any leakage of secrets, so the more they drink, the happier they chat. This also depends on the fact that the name is Angers. The old man's wine storage here is really too rich. From the 2009 Margaux to Laphroaig Select, the normally uninhibited old man’s wine tasting skills are as impressive as his pocket knife skills.

Naturally, there was a lot of talking and a lot of drinking.

Even Lin Nian drank half a bottle of dry red, and Chu Zihang also drank half a glass of whiskey. Neither of them felt anything about it. They knew how to drink but they never liked drinking.

The same is true for most of the specialists in the Executive Department. In the lurking and disguise classes, they will be taught the "knowledge" that those who consider themselves to be upper-class people think they should be able to appreciate.

For example, the most basic wine and cigars. Every qualified executive department specialist knows a lot about tobacco and alcohol, and has an excellent alcohol capacity, but this does not mean that they like this kind of narcotic drink. Alcoholism is always strictly prohibited in the executive department. forbidden.

The person who drank the most tonight was Lu Mingfei, followed by Su Xiaoqiang. Xia Mi had to take care of Xia Wang, so he only drank lightly. In addition, Xiawang only got sparkling water to drink. While everyone was drinking, he sat next to him and blew bubbles into the water glass.

Normally I wouldn't be able to tell, but now when we got together to drink, I realized that apart from Lin Nian and Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei was the best drinker among them. Not used to drinking oak whiskey, he drank red wine instead.

In terms of tasting red wine, he may have been trained by an old fritter in the 616 dormitory who drank every night. He just drank all the red wine in Angers's wine store, and when he got excited, he even fought with Su Xiaoqiang. liquor.

As Su Huaquan's daughter, the little goddess has always been a fight with you when it comes to drinking. She drinks so refreshingly and neatly, her black hair combed into a ponytail rises, her snow-white neck tilts up, and she drinks half a glass of whiskey. , the people who were also hotel guests in the restaurant bar couldn't help but applaud the generous spirit and praised loudly, "Good drinker, sisters!"

Come to think of it, if there had been dice and dice cups on the wine table at that time, they might have started shaking them on the spot.

All in all, Su Xiaoqiang was drunk, quite a bit drunk, but it was commendable that her consciousness was barely clear even when she was drunk.

Although she now had to hold Lin Nian's arm when walking and couldn't help but talk too much, she still knew what she was doing, and she completely overwhelmed Lu Mingfei after drinking.

Just when the people in the corridor were saying goodbye, Lu Mingfei was still in the elevator holding Chu Zihang's thigh and stuttering and crying: "The language of white dandelion flowers is never-ending love. Love, but The flower language of the red dandelion is yes. It represents unrealistic love! Wow ah ah ah, senior brother, I am the successor of socialism with roots in red. She is white and I am red."

It is true that the winner in the wine fight was Lu Mingfei at the restaurant, but he forgot about whiskey and red wine. It is often the latter that has more stamina. He won the wine fight but lost after he stepped down. face.

Chu Zihang had no choice but to carry him back to the room on his shoulders. The expressions of the hotel guests who poked their heads in the corridor when they saw the handsome man carrying the poor boy back to the room were quite exciting (Stephen Chow carrying Ye Zimei's vision).

The door was closed, and the room fell into silence. Only the breeze blew through the ears with a little noise of Chicago in the distance outside the window. After thinking about it, he should stop her and ask her to drink less, Lin Nian thought to himself as he supported Su Xiaoqiang and made her sit on the edge of the bed.

But this thought was discarded as soon as it arose. In the restaurant bar, Lin Nian was holding a glass of whiskey in his hand and watching the blushing girl beside him drinking and talking freely. He could clearly feel that she was happy, and the rising body temperature could be felt through her clothes. When it reaches him, it's like the fuel of joy is burning warmly, and he can't be willing to extinguish it.

Su Xiaoqiang was still chattering. She entered the room and sat beside the bed, still talking. Lin Nian just listened until she suddenly stopped talking because her mouth was dry. He asked her to wait. , stood up and found the beverage cupboard, took out a small jar of honey, and mixed a cup of warm honey water for her to drink.

Taking the warm cup and bringing it to his mouth, Su Xiaoqiang drank the sweet water in small sips. When he raised his head, he could see his long neck and collarbones stained red by alcohol. They were white and pink, like painted peonies. A few messy hair stuck to it are the stamens, and the blue meridians take root and climb down along the flower, until they go deeper into the clothes, all the way down, down.

Hanging his head and hiding the flowers, Su Xiaoqiang sat on the edge of the bed in a daze while holding the water glass with some bottom left in his hand. Lin Nian didn't speak while drinking water, so the room fell into silence.

This kind of silence, along with the Chicago night wind blowing into the room, filled all the emptiness, until her mind swayed slightly and she saw Lin Nian taking his cup: "Change your clothes and wipe yourself down."

"I'm going to take a bath." Su Xiaoqiang thought for a while and smelled the collar of her dress, but she couldn't smell anything, but she knew that she must be drunk and stained by the oak wood that she drank a lot of. The smell of whiskey: smoky sweetness, milk, and smoked ham notes.

"Taking a hot bath while drunk can cause dizziness and abnormal blood pressure. It's okay if your blood pressure rises a little. I'm afraid your blood pressure is too low. The medical department said during your last physical examination that you have low blood pressure. Just take a shower and it'll be fine." Lin Nian stood up and walked over. Turn on the gentle light inside the bathroom.

"But I have to wash my hair today. It's so hot in Chicago during the day. I sweat a lot." Su Xiaoqiang followed Lin Nian into the bathroom. The gentle light refracted on the tiles. The space was very large because the bathtub was placed outside. in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with beautiful views.

"Then let me wash it for you." Lin Nian put on his slippers, dragged over a small stool for Su Xiaoqiang to sit on, then stood behind her and picked up the shower head to test the water temperature.

There was only the sizzling sound of the shower water in the bathroom, and the sound of clothes falling off was hidden underneath. She took off her white floral dress and underwear and put them in the basket. Su Xiaoqiang's bare feet were a little slippery on the tiles, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. He couldn't help but reach out and grab Lin Nian's arm to keep his balance.

Lin Nian supported Su Xiaoqiang and made her sit on a low stool with her back to him. He rolled up the sleeves of his black T-shirt a little higher, rolled up his trouser legs, and sat on another low stool.

After testing the water temperature with her hands, she looked up at the back of the white jade girl in front of her. The warm water from the raised showerhead flowed down from the top of the girl's untied black hair. The water flow slid down the shadow of the line under the butterfly-like shoulder blades on her back. Up to her tailbone, the girl closed her eyes and raised her head slightly, making a small sound of comfort.

Wet her hair, apply lathering shampoo, and gently spread the foam all over her black hair with her fingertips. Su Xiaoqiang put his hands in front of him on the low stool under him and squinted his eyes slightly. Lin Nian was behind him. Quietly arranging and washing the smooth long hair, neither of them showed any embarrassment or discomfort, because they were already familiar with how to get along in the previous days.

They learned from each other. Lin Nian didn't know what Su Xiaoqiang learned from himself, but he was slowly learning from this girl what he should learn, how to take care of another person around him. .

Yes, learn how to take care of someone. In the eyes of people around him, the boy Lin Nian seemed to be born to be a protector. They were supposed to take care of people and use their wings to protect every chick they cared about. But in fact, Lin Nian himself knew that since he was born, he had never been a caregiver. He had always been the child who was taken care of.

For as long as he could remember, he had been protected and cared for by another person, and was used to those gentle and patient emotions, as well as maybe a little too much love. He is a person who has grown up in a honey jar. He knows that he enjoys all the good things that are sweet and honey, and this is still the case to this day.

But in the blink of an eye, now, now, he gradually began to learn to give those sweetness and honey to others step by step, just like the girl who hummed comfortably in front of him. The foam rubbed against her body, the fingertips touched, and the traced skin gave him a strange but by no means exclusive feeling - the peace of mind of a protector.

Maybe this is what those people call growth. When each other enters the body, it is better to enter the soul, so the soul becomes more condensed during the blending, and the body and soul grow together.

The water flowed and the girl was humming. Lin Nian's fingers traced the foam and light, from the black hair to the collarbone to the stuffed cake.

I remember that Lin Xian used to wash Lin Nian's hair like this. She would even hum a song when the two of them were alone. Lin Nian just stared at the light on the bathroom tiles, waiting for the warm water to rush down from his head. Suddenly, his sister behind him Said: I envy her so much. He asked who he envied? His sister gently patted his cheek from behind and said, "I envy the girl who sits obediently in front of you in the future. There will always be that person waiting for you to learn how to take care of you like me. Take care of her."

The water from the shower head washed down, taking away the foam. The black hair stuck to the white back, like a romantic supremacist incarnation. The snow back was a canvas, and those irregular and winding hair Every circle and arc composed of silk whispers the beauty of a girl in her most youthful period.

"Wash it clean." Lin Nian helped her wrap her hair and dry it.

"It's so comfortable to take a bath on a hot day. I want to take a bath!"

"You're drunk. Taking a bath is not good for your health. You might pass out."

"Being drunk is not good for your health." The girl turned her head and looked over her shoulder at her boyfriend with a smile. "The bathtub outside is very big. You hold me in your arms while you soak? I'm unconscious and they do bad things to me. I can't resist." .”

Lin Nian stretched out his finger and gently poked the girl's cheek, turned her head back and continued to dry his hair, "Does your body really not matter?"

"It's not that fragile." Su Xiaoqiang lowered his head and played with a strand of hair that fell in front of his shoulders and hung on his chest. "I didn't eat spicy food tonight, and my chronic pharyngitis is almost better. Dr. Huangfu from the medical department said to take medicine again." After half a year of conditioning, the root cause of the disease can be eliminated. As long as you pay attention to your body and don't get sick easily, the most important thing is to ensure physical and mental happiness."

Lin Nian used a towel to wipe her back and body. When he reached forward, the girl unconsciously made a whining sound. He picked her up and left the bathroom. She put her on the bed and wrapped her in a white quilt. stand up.

Hiding under the quilt, only his steamy head was exposed. Su Xiaoqiang watched Lin Nian walk to the floor-to-ceiling windows filled with city lights and turned on the faucet in the bathtub. Then he smiled and hummed a nice song.

Lin Nian sat on the edge of the bathtub with his right hand hanging gently inside to control the temperature of the water. When the water was almost full, he turned off the faucet and waved to the girl on the bed. She cheered and threw up the quilt, threw herself over and was put in by him. In the bathtub.

Both of them were soaking in the bathtub, ripples running across their arms. Lin Nian held Su Xiaoqiang's back with his hands hanging on her belly. The girl in front of him was playing with the water and leaning against him as if she wanted to squeeze into his body. While enjoying the temperature of the water, she thought about happy things that made her face red and hot.

He held the girl in his arms and felt his body and emotions heating up at the same time. He leaned against the bathtub and looked sideways at the gilded Chicago outside the floor-to-ceiling windows next to the bathtub. The light streamed through the city's veins. The light transmission from the skyscrapers was dense and bright, extremely bright. The red light on the top of the tall building in the distance flickered and illuminated two floating black clouds, staring at them like huge eyes.

In the bathtub, Lin Nian lowered the blinds hanging on the top of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the leaf fans cut into pieces the light strips between the skyscrapers. This was a city of pleasure-seeking, and the deeper the night went, the more it reached its climax. The joyful sounds of the city are just around the corner, and the girl's whisper of longing is also within my ears.

"Okay." He comforted the restless girl.

Those cut strips of light flowed faster and faster, breaking through the barriers and connecting together, like a river flowing into the distance, rushing forward carrying emotions.

All the dregs were tipped under the mud, and all desires were washed away.