Unbridled

59

When Ding Ji jumped three feet high from the bed to the window, Lin Wuyu wiped his mouth.

He followed with a subconscious wipe.

What's this called!

It was so sudden that the first kiss was achieved without any preparation or psychological preparation?

Where is romance?

There are no pink bubbles!

I felt dizzy and quite...happy.

Ding Ji looked at Lin Wuyu, who was lying on the bed as if he had wiped a mouth after the first kiss, which was short but complete in steps.

Finished?

Just fell asleep?

"Lin Wuyu?" Ding Ji stood by the window, feeling his voice drifting.

"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.

Ding Ji didn't know what to say.

"Come here," Lin Wuyu turned over after a short while, and the towel and popsicle bag fell off the bed, "Why are you running so far."

"Is it two steps away?" Ding Ji walked back to the bed.

"You..." Lin Wuyu cleared his throat, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"Are you discussing your kissing skills with me?" Ding Ji was surprised.

"Do you have a comparison?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"No," Ding Ji said, "I didn't..."

"Can I discuss it with you?" Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji couldn't help but laughed, holding the bed edge for a long time.

Suddenly I felt much more relaxed, without the embarrassment in my imagination, or any discomfort, even when I looked at Lin Wuyu, I had a different sense of intimacy than usual.

Lin Wuyu squeezed his finger: "I just want to ask, you don't have any psychological... uncomfortable?"

"No," Ding Ji said, "I feel like I'm just chewing up."

Lin Wuyu didn't speak. After a while, he laughed silently in the dark, and everyone shivered.

"What's wrong," Ding Ji snorted, "I'm telling the truth, aren't you, too, have no experience, don't laugh at anyone."

"Well." Lin Wuyu nodded.

"You haven't been able to speak for a long time," Ding Ji said.

"You have jumped to the window, you have to go out without the window railing." Lin Wuyu said.

"You still wipe your mouth." Ding Ji said.

"You didn't wipe it?" Lin Wuyu smiled.

"You lie here and dare not move." Ding Ji said.

"...Let's be more mature," Lin Wuyu said.

"If you don't have a word, you'll be mature," Ding Ji received all the messy towels and bags on the bed, and touched Lin Wuyu's head again. "The thought is that you are a patient, I won't fight you. ."

"Did you just eat popsicles?" Lin Wuyu asked.

Ding Ji froze.

"Milk ice," Lin Wuyu said.

"...Yes." Ding Ji sighed.

"I figured it out," Lin Wuyu pinched his fingers like he did. "Someone wants to steal my popsicles for fever today, the only milk ice, and the other is mung bean ice."

"Two pieces of milk." Ding Ji said.

"I also want to eat milk ice." Lin Wuyu said.

"I'll get it for you." Ding Ji grabbed a towel and went out.

There are only a few people walking in the corridor. Most of the delicious lazy students who have done a summer vacation have returned to the dorm after a day of military training.

But when approaching the small kitchen, someone came out from inside, holding a bowl of instant noodles in his hand, and a milk popsicle in his mouth.

Ding Ji froze, feeling a little weird.

The man glanced at him and walked across the corridor.

Although Ding Ji thought that it was not impossible for this person to buy a popsicle and put it in the refrigerator first, soak the noodles before taking it out to eat, but when he went to the supermarket, there were not many such popsicles. Both of them were taken by him.

Besides, even if there are supermarkets, normal people have a popsicle, and they have finished eating before they reach the dormitory.

He walked into the small kitchen and glanced at the popsicle paper in the trash bin, the kind he bought, except for the one he ate himself, and one, and there was a bag of mung bean ice inside.

"Fuck." Ding Ji was unhappy.

Opening the refrigerator with the last hint of hope, I saw four green beans in the bag, and the milk one was gone.

He flicked the refrigerator door immediately and turned and rushed out of the kitchenette.

If he ate the mung beans, he really wouldn't care about it, remembering this man at most.

But this person eats milk, the last one! the last one! The supermarket is gone! Lin Wuyu wants to eat milk! Lin Wuyu doesn't want to eat mung beans!

This can't stand it anymore, and it's arrogant.

"Hey buddy." Ding Ji called the man.

The man glanced back at him: "Call me?"

"Take it in the refrigerator." Ding Ji lifted his chin to the popsicle he was holding.

"What's wrong?" said the man.

"I bought it and put it there." Ding Ji said.

"Thank you." The man turned and continued walking.

Ding Ji instantly irritable: "You stand for me!"

Several sporadic people in the corridor looked over, and some people looked out from the dormitory.

"What are you doing?" The man turned back again.

"It's nothing," Ding Ji said. "H is your home. Take it if you want, right?"

"Are you a popsicle for a dollar?" The man was very upset. "You didn't write that you bought it. Have you lived in a dormitory? Don't you know if you put a small note on it?"

"One piece of five." Ding Ji said.

The man was stunned.

"Have you ever been a human being? Just turned right?" Ding Ji looked at him. "It's not your thing, don't let his mother just use that to steal, don't you know?"

"Xing Xing Xing Xing," the man dipped his popsicle in his hand, and took out a handful of change in his pocket. "Come and come and take it for yourself. One piece of five. I'll buy you five pieces. Shut up!"

Ding Ji didn't speak and walked over.

Without waiting for the man to react, he had already pulled the popsicle out of the man's mouth and pressed it into the instant noodles. Then he took out a hundred pieces from his pocket and pressed it into the instant noodles.

"Boy," Ding Ji poked his finger on his chest in shocked gaze, "There is no father or mother here, don't expect anyone to be used to you, you try another fart!"

The man's face turned red instantly, and when he raised his hand, the bowl of instant noodles in his hand was buckled over to Ding Ji.

This result was expected by Ding Ji, and he gave way when he got up manually.

When the man found that he might be able to buckle an empty space, he forcibly wanted to change the course of the buckle noodles, but Ding Ji avoided it in his direction. He slapped his hands and slid away from the hands before the bowl was fully inclined. Go down and splash yourself.

Ding Ji didn't plan to continue anymore. In this scene, someone had to give up, and he had to fight. He didn't want to fight in the dormitory on the first day of military training. He was already out of breath, and he had to buy popsicles.

But the man was obviously mad, and he rushed with him when he turned around.

The dormitory on both sides saw the lively people rushing out and grabbing him: "Okay, how can I still do it..."

"What is he doing!" The man pointed at Ding Ji.

"What am I doing?" Ding Ji looked at him. "I'll give you a hundred dollars."

"You..." The man still wanted to pounce and was pulled back again.

Xu Tianbo plucked his head from the top dormitory. When he saw this, Ding Ji felt that his eyes had grown a lot, and then ran over.

"Whose money," Xu Tianbo glanced over as he ran through the soup, "Remember to pick it up."

"Go! Who wants!" the man shouted.

Xu Tianbo glanced at him inexplicably.

Ding Ji almost couldn't help but laugh.

"What's the matter?" Xu Tianbo approached him, took his arm and dragged him over the stairs. "Come here, don't quarrel with him."

Ding Ji did not stubbornly, was pulled to the staircase by Xu Tianbo.

"How did you do it?" Xu Tianbo said, "Why did you quarrel with him? If the man can't talk, don't talk to him."

"Your dormitory?" Ding Ji asked.

"Well," Xu Tianbo nodded. "My next door house, the relatives of the whole family came when I checked in. I didn't let the family members enter the dormitory and made a noise at the door."

"...Don't," Ding Ji froze for a moment, unexpectedly the whole family was used to it, "He took me a milk ice."

Xu Tianbo looked at him and said after a long time: "What is milk ice?"

"Milk popsicles," Ding Ji said, "one by five, the kind sold in supermarkets."

"It's just a milk popsicle?" Xu Tianbo was even more shocked. "You think I'm thinking that milk ice is a high-end hard product?"

Ding Ji laughed and leaned against the wall for a long time: "Hey, I also let him be angry, mainly because of his attitude, and there is only one milk left, and everything else is mung bean."

"I have milk there," Xu Tianbo said, "Do you want to drink milk?"

"No," Ding Ji cleared his throat and suddenly felt a little embarrassed. "Yes... Lin Wuyu wants to eat. He has a fever and wants to eat milk popsicles. There are no key supermarkets, or I can't be so angry."

"Have a fever?" Xu Tianbo was stunned. "Will he still be sick?"

"Is he really not sick?" Ding Ji asked.

"I haven't heard of his illness in high school for three years," Xu Tianbo thought for a while, "Is it true that military training has a fever in one day?"

"It's better now." Ding Ji said.

"Which supermarket did you go to buy?" Xu Tianbo asked, "Is that a cafeteria?"

"Um." Ding Ji nodded.

"There is also one next to the three canteens," Xu Tianbo said. "There may be that supermarket, not too far away."

"...Oh." Ding Jiying responded, Xu Tianbo did not express any surprise reaction to him in order to toss such a big movement for Lin Wuyu's popsicles, which made him feel calm.

"You go," Xu Tianbo looked at the dormitory. "He's dragging the floor, and it's probably all right."

"Thank you." Ding Ji patted Xu Tianbo's arm and ran down the stairs.

"Thank you," Xu Tianbo said, "I will have ice cream tomorrow."

"Good." Ding Ji waved his hand.

There are still milk popsicles in the supermarket next to the three canteens, and not just two or two, but a whole box, but there are only seven or eight green bean ices.

Ding Ji is a little speechless. Are these supermarkets buying to avoid competing with each other?

He bought ten of them, packed them in bags, and thought about borrowing his boss's marker pen, he wrote his dormitory number on the bag.

When he returned to the dormitory with a milk popsicle, Lin Wuyu had fallen asleep again.

He snorted, feeling a little lost.

However, he has been tossing about for half an hour this time. It is impossible for a patient with fever to stay awake for half an hour.

He opened the popsicle bag and sat on the chair, taking a bite.

"What do you mean, brother," Lin Wuyu's voice suddenly sounded in the dark, "When my face steals my popsicle?"

"I lean," Ding Ji scared the popsicle in his hand and almost threw it. "Are you awake?"

"I'm waiting for your milk ice to burn and retreat..." Lin Wuyu turned over and looked at him, "Why so long?"

"Meet...Xu Tianbo," Ding Ji stood up and walked to his bed. "Just a few words."

"Almost have a fight with someone?" Lin Wuyu said.

Ding Ji didn't say anything.

"Then the popsicles disappeared for some reason," Lin Wuyu said, "you ran the supermarket and bought it, right?"

"Why don't I pass on the position of Banxian'er to you," Ding Ji said, "you're the third generation descendant of my old Dingjiakeng Mongolian faction."

"Only three generations?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Well, no one in my grandma's generation has learned it," Ding Ji said. "I'm the second generation, so to speak... I'm the same as my dad...and you are better than me..."

"Give me." Lin Wuyu reached out.

"What?" Ding Ji looked at his hand.

"My popsicle!" Lin Wuyu raised his voice and coughed for a while. "You don't want to give me food, just eat it in my noodles?"

"I'll get it for you," Ding Ji said, "I have bitten this one."

"Did you drool," Lin Wuyu reached out and took the popsicle in his hand, "I drank your cup of water before I was familiar."

"You really don't pay attention." Ding Ji nodded.

Lin Wuyu finished eating the popsicle and got out of the bed to brush his teeth again. When he walked out of the dormitory, Ding Ji found that he was a little swaying and could not help but frown. Was it useless for a night?

When Lin Wuyu came back, he took out his thermometer.

"Return?" Lin Wuyu sighed.

"Raise your arm!" Ding Ji flicked the thermometer.

Lin Wuyu raised his arms helplessly and clamped his body temperature: "First of all, if I don't have a fever, I won't go to the hospital, I just take the medicine."

"Uh." Ding Ji nodded.

"You go to wash," Lin Wuyu yawned, "Don't stay here."

Ding Ji went out of the room and heard some amazing grunts next door when he entered the toilet.

If he had not heard Li Ruichen's sad and elongated sigh, he would think it was a duo snoring co-written by Li Ruichen and Lu Le, a sense of hierarchy.

But when he returned to the room, he was a little worried: "Lin Wuyu."

"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.

"Can I snooze at night?" Ding Ji asked.

Lin Wuyu laughed in bed: "Did you hear Lu Le's grunt."

"Yes," Ding Ji said, "I also heard Li Ruichen's sorrow, feeling his temper was good, and if I changed, I had to get up and drag Lu Le to the balcony."

"You don't snore," Lin Wuyu said with a smile, "but one night you may have blocked your nose and blew a few whistle."

"...What was that," Ding Ji said.

"It's funny," Lin Wuyu stretched out his hand and twitched his head twice with a smile. "I laughed sober."

"Clamp your arm!" Ding Ji patted his hand away.

"So to speak..." Lin Wuyu pillowed his other arm. "This room is soundproof."

Ding Ji froze.

"Don't be nervous," Lin Wuyu said, "I just talk casually."

"You did it on purpose." Ding Ji said, "You are."

Lin Wuyu smiled and turned over again: "Hey, otherwise I'll take a medicine, I feel a little bit uncomfortable."

Ding Ji suddenly became nervous. Lin Wuyu was quite tolerant. He had a fever and stood in a military posture and sang before. He had never said anything, and suddenly said he was uncomfortable.

This has to be difficult to a certain extent.

Ding Ji immediately took a medicine and poured water again, watching Lin Wuyu pouring a glass of water in one breath.

"I'll take my big bottle to fill you with a bottle of water," Ding Ji said, "You must have been thirsty this night, drink more water, or dehydrate."

"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.

Ding Ji took a large bottle of water and placed it on the bedside of Lin Wuyu. It was almost time to check out the thermometer. 38.5.

Before, so many popsicles and ice towels didn't lower the temperature, otherwise it would rise again.

"Brother Wuyu, we have to say something," Ding Ji whispered beside the bed, "If you don't have a fever tomorrow morning, you have to go to the hospital."

Lin Wuyu said nothing.

"If you want to go, I will tell Lu Le," Ding Ji said, "Do you think he will organize all the members of the dormitory to get a door panel to take you to the hospital."

Lin Wuyu smiled: "Okay, I see."

"Sleep," Ding Ji pulled him on the blanket, "You sleep more now."

"Well." Lin Wuyu closed his eyes.

When Ding Ji was about to go back to his bed to sleep, Lin Wuyu called him softly: "Brother Ji."

"Pay attention to your words." Ding Ji looked back at him.

"Is the door closed?" Lin Wuyu asked.

"Closed and locked," Ding Ji was wary. "What do you want to do?"

"You..." Lin Wuyu said a little hard, "Sleep in my bed."

"Lin Wuyu?" Ding Ji was shocked. "What the **** do you think? Are you crazy? Didn't you burn the yellow waste in your head with a fever?"

"Give me a chance to finish." Lin Wuyu said.

"The opportunity is coming," Ding Ji said, "you say it."

"Just sleep," Lin Wuyu said, "Can you sleep next to me?"

Ding Ji didn't speak, and he suddenly reacted. This was Lin Wuyu's "request". The last request was made by Ding Ji forcibly for him, this time by illness.

This man is really...

"OK." He turned and climbed onto Lin Wuyu's bed.

Lin Wuyu leaned out and gave him half of the bed: "Hello, get a pillow anyway."

"Oh." Ding Ji got out of bed again and brought his pillow and blanket over.

It was not the first time he slept in the same bed with Lin Wuyu, and the bed in the dormitory was quite large, so the two would not be huddled together when they fell asleep.

But the feeling is completely different.

I don't know if it was because Lin Wuyu had a high body temperature, he could always feel the warm breath coming from the burst.

"Don't step on me when you get out of bed at night." Lin Wuyu turned over and lay on his side.

"You don't have to roll yourself down at night." Ding Ji also turned over, his back at him.

Lin Wuyu smiled and stretched his arm around his waist.

Ding Ji felt a little inexplicably nervous, not knowing what he was turning back and forth.

But waiting for nothing, Lin Wuyu's breathing has slowed behind him, with a light snoring sound.

Fell asleep.

Ding Ji suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the blanket, closed Lin Wuyu's hand, and closed his eyes.