The right emperor has already opened his arms.

"..."

Feng Wuli hugged her and pinched Suoguan's little face. She was already lying flat on her back. No matter how hard Feng Wuli tried to toss her, she wouldn't resist.

"Okay, you can go back."

"Are you feeling better?"

"It's time to go to class."

Sure enough, the bell rang at two o'clock.

The chirping of cicadas was overwhelmed by the ringtone that shook the entire campus. Then the radio played melodious music, and crowds of people poured out of the dormitory building, breaking the noon tranquility with a loud noise.

The door to the rooftop opened, and the light path went all the way down the stairs. The light reflected from the aluminum handrails was a bit dazzling. In the light full of flying dust, he saw a passing girl below. The girl was as calm as water, holding a pink

The water bottle passed by to fetch water. She looked up at herself, not knowing what she was thinking. Feng Wuli smiled at her.

Jiang Nao nodded towards him.

Feng Wuli closed the rooftop door with his backhand, and the paved light path was squeezed into a line, and finally disappeared, and the corridor became dim again.

He also followed down and returned to the classroom.

The first period in the afternoon is physical education class.

After finishing the run, they dispersed freely, and Jiang Nao went to sit in the shade alone.

She didn't bring any books, and the teacher didn't send them back. She just sat there by herself and looked at others, not feeling anything wrong.

Until someone called her over to play badminton.

Jiang Nao raised his head and looked into the other person's eyes, not seeing the blatant desires of those people in the past.

She could agree or refuse, so she agreed to the other party.

She didn't mind the gazes around her, nor did she care about the young man's warmth. Maybe after a few days, she would feel that she was no longer interesting.

They were playing doubles, and she was paired with her deskmate. A small group of people in the class started making noises for no apparent reason, and she didn't understand.

"I didn't play well." She said to the boy.

"I know, you are quite good."

Jiang Nao looked at him calmly.

"In the dream, I saw you beaten in that dream."

When playing badminton, her eyes couldn't help but fall on him. She didn't say anything, just stared at him calmly.

What was the dream he kept talking about? She suddenly became curious.

She just looked at him quietly, like a pair of eyes opened deep in the forest, watching quietly.

Jiang Nao has always thought that she is a weirdo, a person who is incompatible with the people around her. She still thinks so until now.

There is no need to know each other, and there is no need to interact with each other.

This was her first time playing badminton with others in school and she broke out in a sweat. Many times she lost points because she couldn't catch the ball.

She thought she could keep a calm heart, but she was surprised by how fast her heart beat during strenuous exercise.

"No more fighting, she's tired." The young man waved his hand.

There was another round of booing from the people around.

Jiang Nao was panting and resting her hands on her knees, a little dazed. The wind under the shade of the trees turned out to be so cold. She raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her.

"Why not fight?"

"You are anemic. If you continue to fight, you will have to go to the school doctor's office."

"Did you also know that in your dream?"

"right."

She pursed her lips, but she couldn't find anything to say to retort. She straightened up, maybe she stood up too quickly, and her eyesight really went dark.

Suddenly a warm hand grasped her arm, and she breathed a sigh of relief. The wind under the tree blew on her sweaty back, which was cool.

"Thanks."

There was still a while before class started, so they sat on one side and watched the people over there playing badminton.

Jiang Nao was not interested in anything, and she didn't find badminton interesting. Compared to the noise over there, she was a little more concerned about the young man beside her. He was watching the people having fun in the field, and she was secretly watching him from beside him.

The fat man stood next to the tall sports committee member with his arms folded, smacking his tongue and looking at the men and women under the tree over there.

The boys are gentle, the girls are quiet, and the shadows under the trees are mottled.

"This kid strikes so fast."

"I'm optimistic about this pair."

"That girl seems difficult to get along with."

"Yeah, I don't like to talk to others. I always feel a bit pretentious."

"She seems to have a good family, just like a young lady."

The afternoon classes were boring;

It's just different from the boy next to her today who kept looking at her openly. In the afternoon, it was she who looked at the boy next to her quietly.

The other person seems to have the smell of sunshine.

That was a very fresh feeling.

Sometimes she would be caught peeking, and he would smile at her, as if he was not surprised.

"In that dream, you occasionally watched what I was doing."

It's that dream again.

Jiang Nao was a little curious about what kind of dream it was, and even more curious about what he looked like in that dream.

She asked him more details and more about the dream. She felt a little stupid, but listening to his description of the dream, she unconsciously became a little envious.

"What is our relationship in the dream?"

"very good friend."

In this way, in his dream, he still has friends.

The last class in the afternoon is Chinese, and there are two Chinese classes on Monday.

Mother Su was talking about poetry, and she was talking about Li Bai's sleepwalking poem "Mú" chanting "Farewell".

The Grandmother of the Heaven reaches up to the sky, stretching out the Five Mountains to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 48,000 feet long, and it is tilted toward the southeast.

"You see, what a coincidence. This poem is Li Bai's dream. I just finished telling you about my dream today."

Jiang Nao glanced at him and whispered: "It's just a dream."

"If Li Bai had not really seen immortals and been to fairyland, how could he have written such fairy-like poems?"

"Do you think he really went there?"

"I mean, if I didn't really know you for a long time, how could I know so much about you."

She turned to look at him and saw a gentle smile. The bell rang and she watched him leave.

"You are so quiet. You shouldn't be called Jiang Nao. You should be called Jiang Jing. Everyone is very friendly. You can also try to make friends with them...just like in my dream."

A girl in the class came over and asked her if she wanted to go to dinner together. She was silent for a while, and she could agree or refuse, so she agreed.

They tried to talk to her, but she didn't know what to say, so she talked about her deskmate she just met today.

"Oh, what a coincidence. Your name is Jiang Nao, and your deskmate is Feng Wuli. Isn't this just being unreasonable and making trouble?"

There was no expression on her face, but she was actually very embarrassed.

Later, no matter what they talked about, as soon as he turned to her, they would mention that boy, as if this was the way it should be, as if he should be mentioned when talking about her.

They had only known each other for a day, and she was suddenly looking forward to meeting that person tonight. She wanted to know something about him and understand his strange dream.

It's just that that person didn't come to study in the evening.

"Oh, Feng Wuli, he doesn't even attend evening self-study, and Sister Shang can't control him."

She quietly returned to her seat, reading a book and doing her homework. From the corner of her eyes, she peeked at the empty seat next to her.
Chapter completed!