Invade the World

  Chapter 333 Star, Moon, Night

  The night is deep.

  When the back seat of the bus was cleaned up, and a clean space was reluctantly cleaned up for three people to rest, a long time passed.

   Xu Xiangyang, who was soaked in clothes, took off his coat and worked hard with his shirtless shirt; but the girls who were also drenched in water guns were unable to help him.

  Lin Xingjie and Zhu Qingyue took off their clothes, but they did not carry spare clothes for washing, so they could only cover their scenery with blankets, and sat in the corner silently, watching the only boy working there.

  The expressions of the two girls looked very cute, and they squatted in the corner without saying a word during the process. This is mainly because they only wear underwear, as long as they stand up or move their bodies slightly, they may go out.

  But in fact, Xu Xiangyang knows very well that the current distress situation is entirely within one of them's expectations.

  It was in order to create such a situation that she tried her best to design the prank, and she was caught off guard...

  Xu Xiangyang used a mop to clean the ground, or wiped the seat with a rag, or washed the window outside the car with a water gun "biubiubiu".

  This is hard work. The autumn night is cool and the wind is cool, but the shirtless boys are so busy with sweat.

   But driven by some kind of emotion that is not intense, but slowly burning, obviously the body is already very tired, but Xu Xiangyang feels that his nerves are still in a very active state.

  Like, like a person with insomnia. Obviously very sleepy, but I just can't sleep, lying on the bed over and over again, it is difficult to fall asleep.

  The reason for all this is naturally what the squad leader said to himself before he went to change his clothes...

  Is he beating?

  No, it's not. I just clean up this place early so that everyone can go to bed and rest early!

  He is really tired. Xu Xiangyang felt that he had no time to think about it.

  Too many things have gone through this evening. The three of them are very tired at the moment. If they just talk, they will be very relaxed. If they want to do something else, it is completely wishful thinking.

  However, the depths of the boy's heart are still constantly surging and rolling, just like the gurgling bubbles that emerge from the surface of the liquid when the turbid current flows freely, and countless chaotic thoughts emerge uncontrollably.

  He began to think: Has Xingjie guessed the sinister intentions of the squad leader? If she already knew, how would she view the current situation? What will she do?

  If Xingjie is unwilling, of course no one can force her to do anything; but she didn’t say a word, her silent expression seemed to be tacitly approving...

  Thinking of this, Xu Xiangyang put on a tough attitude of "attentively trying to drag off the stains", and began to secretly observe the expression on Lin Xingjie's face.

  I saw the long-haired girl wrapped herself tightly in a blanket, showing only a small face, with a few strands of black hair exposed, her whole person was like a large caterpillar, she looked very cute.

  Her skin is white to almost transparent, reflecting the nearby light, like a vast snowfield covered in the night in winter; it also brings out the black eyes, like two black jade stones that have been repeatedly polished, bright and energetic.

  As for her current mood...

  Xu Xiangyang can't tell.

  Because the expression on the girl's face is faint.

  In his impression, Lin Xingjie always has a faint face. It was like this when he knew her from the beginning, and the relationship between the two hadn't fully become acquainted.

  Xingjie is of course not a ruthless character with emotions and anger, nor is it the kind of poor person who is born with a lack of feelings and can only close himself.

  As the closest man in her life, he has seen her face laughing presumptuously because of happiness, face flushed from shyness, face full of tears because of sadness,

  There is no doubt that Lin Xingjie is a girl who is full of emotions, can cry and laugh, is lively, and really lives in this world.

  Nevertheless, if Xu Xiangyang were to close his eyes and try to copy and imagine Lin Xingjie’s face in his mind, what immediately appeared in his mind...

   will definitely be a beautiful face with a faint expression.

  Xu Xiangyang couldn’t help but think of what happened a few months ago. Before the school sports meet, the two of them got in the class car. He turned his head inadvertently, and a picture-like scenery came into view:

  The girl put her hand on the edge of the window, and she exposed a white lotus arm at the cuff of the shirt she lifted up, and her palm supported her lower jaw. With her head slightly to the side, she was quietly watching the distant view of the gray street. The breeze of early summer poured in from the side of the car window, messing up the long, dark, smooth hair.

  The face concealed by long hair is pure and beautiful, as if it came from an intoxicating dream.

  It is as beautiful as a painting, and more quiet as a painting.

  Of course, even with such an imaginary face, with the passage of time and changes in the relationship between the two, there are still differences.

  Compared with the initial indifference, she no longer harbored the desire to refuse others to approach. The coldness of trying to protect herself with thorns and thorns disappeared, and the lines of her face became softer.

  Such a face is too cold to say "no expression", so it can only be said to be "faint".

  Xu Xiangyang sighed and gave up his original plan.

  Nothing in the world is more complicated than a person; a person’s life will always have different aspects.

  If Xingjie and Qingyue two girls are more difficult to understand, under normal circumstances, he would definitely choose the latter. If someone can understand the true personality of the squad leader under the skin of a good girl like him, he will definitely get the same answer:

  The little devil-like character, the city is deep, no matter how happy, angry, sad, or happy, she can freely show and use her face like a qualified actor, and she will not easily make people aware of her intentions.

  Compared with Xingjie, Xingjie is much more frank and will not hide herself too much in front of people close to her.

  But this is only the "general situation", which means that there are always times when it is not like this...

  For example, now, he can't tell whether Lin Xingjie is happy or sad, sad or simply in a daze.

  For a long time, Xu Xiangyang was the only one busy, and the remaining two people just stared at him silently. This made the atmosphere in the carriage a little weird, not as lively and natural as the road after the three people got off the viaduct just now;

  When Xu Xiangyang finished his work, he straightened his back and exhaled for a long time. He only felt sore and tired.

  There are still three or four hours before dawn when the sun rises. What's left to do next...

   is to rest.

  Xu Xiangyang looked at the two girls in the corner again.

  They each sat on one side, and the space left in the middle was obviously dedicated to him.

  He seems to have no other choice.

   Lin Xingjie still did not speak, watching him silently.

The short-haired girl who wrapped herself in the blanket smiled happily. She stretched out a lotus arm, curled slightly into her palm, and beckoned to him—the attitude was like greeting a cat and puppy on the side of the road. So I can touch myself.

  This action reminds Xu Xiangyang of a scene in a costume TV series...

   "Come on~ Guest officer, come and play~"

  He shook his head vigorously, and threw the messy thoughts out of his head.

  Wipe off the sweat on his body, put on a t-shirt that hasn't dried completely, and Xu Xiangyang strode towards them.

  *

  Unexpectedly, you can see...stars.

  Passing through the hole in the roof of the car, Xu Xiangyang found that if he lay down at his position and raised his head, he would be able to see the stars in the sky.

The lonely night sky is divided into irregular jagged shapes by the opening, like a small piece cut from a velvet curtain; among them, the naked eye can see the flickering and cold micro-light, like a black cloth inlaid with diamonds, that It is the starlight from the deep universe.

  On a night with the moon still hanging in the sky, for some reason, I saw the stars in the sky very rarely.

  He quietly lay on a makeshift bed made up of dismantled bus seats, with a blanket under his body. He was motionless, he didn't even bother to turn his eyes, just silently looking up at the sky.

Sounds... There is no movement in the junkyard, no insects or cats, no regular clicking sound of the clock hanging in the living room, no occasional sound of people waking up at night in the alleys to fetch water. It sounds a bit lacking in humanity in Xu Xiangyang. ; Holding his breath, he suddenly heard a "ping pong bang" sound, but it was very far away from him. Xu Xiangyang began to imagine that it was a screw rolling off the tire, falling on the hood, glass window and steering wheel in turn. After thinking about it, it felt like a spoon falling in the sink, the sound from the kitchen...

  Only the autumn breeze turning in the open space is clearly audible. It is only when people are used to hearing it that they are easy to ignore. Once noticed, people will involuntarily feel cold, and the sweat on the body will slowly nourish.

  ——But most importantly, Xu Xiangyang was surrounded by steady and long breathing. He could hear the breath and breath of the girls beside him. They lay beside him, a place within reach.

  Compared with the blushing and heart-pounding ambiguity, his emotions seemed to calm down suddenly. The sound of my heartbeat dissipated in the surrounding air, as if I had returned to my own bed. The darkness in the bedroom symbolized a peaceful and warm atmosphere.

  Then comes the taste.

  He moved his nose. The first thing that impressed people was the smell of metal, which the squad leader had already smelled at the door. This is a scrap car yard, a ruin made of metal, with gears, bearings and steel plates piled up, so you can smell the cold taste of inorganic matter everywhere.

  Because it rained all night, the wind blowing through the window edge became soft, and it was soaked with moisture. Yes, the feeling of “moistness” can also be smelled with the nose.

  ——But the most important thing is that Xu Xiangyang is surrounded by the refreshing fragrance. He can even smell the faint temperature on the girls. They sleep next to him, a place within reach...

Compared with the blushing and heart-pounding ambiguity, he can feel a sense of peace of mind, like falling on the pillow of his own bed at home, soft and fluttering, with the warm smell of the sun after drying. Want to waste a whole day lying on it lazily.

  The stars, the moon, and the night, everything is by his side. It seems common, and it seems rare.

  Xu Xiangyang didn’t just fall asleep; on the contrary, his consciousness was very clear, and even the exhaustion and tiredness of the recent past were gone. It was like his subconscious feeling for this moment, full of nostalgia and reluctance...

  At this time, he heard a rustling sound in his ear.

  Someone moved their body quietly, leaning over with their shoulders shrunk like a cat. She whispered to herself:

   "Can I hold you to sleep?"

  Xu Xiangyang did not answer, did not turn his head to look at her, just put his hand down, and then it fell into a soft embrace;

  After a while, his other arm sank slightly, was pulled down by someone, and finally was also gently embraced.

  The girls’ heads all leaned on the boy’s shoulders. Through the hole in the roof of the abandoned bus, the three quietly looked up at the night sky, looking forward to the eternity of this moment.

  He heard the **** the left say:

   "Andromeda."

   "Hmm, what?"

   "That over there, a small spot. It's blurry, can you see it?"

   "...really. It's very dark and dark, I thought it was just an ordinary star."

   "It was invisible at first, maybe it was because the moon was blocked by clouds."

   "What's on the Andromeda?"

  The **** the right asked.

   "Of course there are stars in the constellations." The boy in the middle tried to recall the popular science magazines he had read before, "...There are more than 200 million stars in it, which is bigger than our Milky Way."

   "Wow, that sounds amazing."

  ……

  Two hundred million stars are there.

  The little bit of light, which symbolizes romance, flickers millions of light-years away, and accompanies them through this peaceful autumn night.

  (End of this chapter)