"I won."

It was past midnight, and the snow did not fall again.

Tang Xuanyan won the bet, but her heart was empty.

Wen Liang quickly sent a reply: "Merry Christmas! I'll treat you to chicken legs tomorrow."

She put her phone aside, staring at the ceiling with her eyes blankly, and the smirk of a concubine in the palace drama echoed in her ears.

The girls' dormitory is a six-person bed, three bunk beds, and a shared long table is placed in the middle. Meng Qingqiu and Xiao Wuzheng are eating melon seeds while chasing the popular "The Legend of Concubine Xiang".

The two of them are the only two in the dormitory who have not been single. Although they have different ideas, they do not prevent them from hugging each other and keeping warm on this lonely Christmas Eve.

"Xuanyan, are you going to sleep?"

Meng Qingqiu saw that Tang Xuanyan had already lying flat, so she asked.

The lights in the dormitory were turned off but the electricity was constantly on. She and Xiaowu watched TV series with the desk lamp and turned on, which inevitably disturbed the public.

Meng Qingqiu knew that Tang Xuanyan had a very tolerant personality and even if she was quarrel, she would probably not say anything, so she took the initiative to ask.

"Not yet, I'll go to bed in a while."

"Oh, then we'll have less than ten minutes to finish this episode."

"good."

Tang Xuanyan sat up, shook the quilt that was neatly folded at the end of the bed, pulled up the quilt and lay down, kicked the quilt flat.

Then she stared at the ceiling motionlessly, like a mermaid with extreme water shortage.

A few minutes later, Meng Qingqiu and Xiao Wu also went to bed.

They slept against Tang Xuanyan, Meng Qingqiu's lower bunk, and Xiaowu's upper bunk.

"Are you asleep?" Meng Qingqiu asked.

"No," Xiao Wu replied.

"...I didn't ask you, Xuan Yan?"

"ah?"

Tang Xuanyan responded.

"I haven't slept."

"not yet."

Meng Qingqiu started chatting: "You are still a matter of your own. Look at those three people, they all never come home at night - hey, where did you go on a date tonight?"

Tang Xuanyan said truthfully: "Comprehensive Building, self-study."

"Ah..."

Meng Qingqiu didn't know how to answer for a while.

Xiao Wu asked: "Isn't it serious self-study?"

Tang Xuanyan was puzzled: "Is there any inappropriate self-study?"

"Yes, there are not often couples who start hugging while learning. I also heard that during National Day, some couples locked the door and did that in the classroom..."

With a "bang", Meng Qingqiu kicked the bed and interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense, you don't understand Xuan Yan's personality yet, I'm afraid you haven't touched your hand yet."

She paused and asked, "Do you know it's snowing?"

Tang Xuanyan said "Yes".

"It's all like this, haven't you held hands yet?"

Xiaowu is more concerned about this. In her opinion, it is Christmas Eve and first snow. Such a romantic scene, let alone holding hands, kissing is not too much.

"I'm sleepy."

Tang Xuanyan only replied this, then turned over and stopped saying a word.

Xiao Wu pulled the edge of the bed and looked at Meng Qingqiu on the lower bunk. Meng Qingqiu made a gesture of silence and waved his hand.

It's no big deal, isn't it just a snow...

Tang Xuanyan thought to herself.

But when she thought this way, it actually means she minded very much.

After all, she is different from Nuonuo. If Xu Yinuo is placed in the same position, she will definitely send a message as soon as possible and say, "I'm angry!"

Then I had a few more angry expressions and bleeding from the tip of the knife.

Tang Xuanyan would think: What can’t be overcome? Just get up after a night’s sleep.

The result is often that I can't sleep.

Today is no exception.

She stared at the wall, and long-lasting but familiar scenes flashed through her mind.

There was a slight drizzle in the evening, he walked away with his schoolbag on the water; there was the stunning look he appeared on stage at the New Year's Day party; there were fallen leaves, and he gently handed out the ginkgo leaves...

That was the most beautiful appearance of gentleness in her memory, and it was also her favorite appearance.

Wen Liang said, "That's not the real me, I've forgotten it long ago."

While he denied the past, he also overturned all her youthful love.

Tang Xuanyan curled up and wrapped the quilt tightly, but she still felt so cold that her nose was a little sore.

She suddenly wanted to cry.

Then tears slid down the corners of your eyes.

She buried her face in the soft pillow, rubbed it, and rubbed the pillowcase soaked.

Seven Apartments, 321 dormitory.

Wen Liang turned off the computer and was about to go to bed when the screen of his phone suddenly lit up.

It's Tang Xuanyan.

Haven't gone to bed so late?

He was a little surprised. In his impression, Tang Xuanyan didn't look like someone who stayed up until two or three in the morning.

He clicked on the chat interface and was stunned.

"I don't want chicken legs, I want you to pay me a snowfall!"

How to compensate for this...snow?

Wen Liang lay on the bed thinking for a while, then replied: "Okay, wait for the holiday."

He hadn't figured out how to compensate, but he didn't care about it. He dragged it first. Maybe he would fool it over after dragging it. Anyway, she would never bother with him.

He didn't think much about it, pulled up the messy quilt and turned over to sleep.

...

Poplar Eucalyptus had a pleasant Christmas Eve.

However, it was just a mental pleasure and physically exhausted, so I took the high-speed train back to Jiangnan the next day and almost slept by the station.

He didn't sleep all night last night. When he came out of Nuonuo's boudoir in the morning, he met Yang Wanjun who was about to go out for a date.

Yang Wanjun was so shocked that her chin almost fell to the ground: "The night you spent here?!"

Hu Yang hurriedly said, "Scream, Nuonuo just fell asleep."

"Just just went to bed... You are so good. Nono is only seventeen years old, and you can do it too!"

"...Don't talk nonsense, Nuonuo and I did nothing, and just watched the "Biographies of Concubine Xiang" overnight."

"Really or not?"

Yang Wanjun looked up and down at Hu Yang a few times, not very confident, and muttered in a low voice: "You don't look like someone who can sit in your arms."

“…”

Whether he can sit in his arms and stay calm is also a matter of distinguishing people. If Nuonuo intentionally tempts him, he will probably not be able to resist for a second and will immediately obey.

But Nono obviously wouldn't do that.

Hu Yang is not a beast full of mind that only wants to do that. If Nuonuo dares to let him stay overnight, he can trust him, so he will naturally not let her trust down.

Of course, Huyang is not a saint after all. After Nuonuo fell asleep, he couldn't help but kiss her forehead secretly and pinched her face full of collagen.

That's all, that's already very satisfying.

If Nuonuo is a book, of course it is interesting to read a little bit every day. Only those who pursue the update can understand the fun of the update.

I returned to the dormitory in a daze, climbed onto the bed and fell asleep. It was already evening when I woke up.

He was woken up by Li Daren.

This guy was a loud voice, and Hu Yang heard him shouting in a daze: "Where is Mr. Hu? Haven't you come back yet?"
To be continued...