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    The car arrived in city y two hours later.

    The address Zheng Yimian gave the driver was the dormitory provided by the race party. The driver found the exact location and parked the car downstairs in the dormitory.

    After paying the fare, several people got out of the car.

    Li Min looked up: "It is said to be a dormitory, but the environment is actually quite good. It can be regarded as the configuration of a youth apartment. From the outside, it is quite clean."

    The box was pushed by Liang Yu, Zheng Yimian looked around with his hands empty, and then said: "After all, it's a big game, and the conditions should be better."

    Zhao Yuan glanced at Liang Yu: "Where does Brother Yu live?"

    Before Liang Yu could speak, Zheng Yimian glanced at the phone map: "I took a look at the map last night. There is a hotel nearby. If you don't want to stay in a hotel, you should be able to rent a room in the apartment."

    "Go up first and then talk," Liang Yu led her forward, and said to Zhao Yuan and the others behind him, "You guys wait here for a while, and I will come down after finishing things with her."

    After showing his ID at the front desk and getting the key, Zheng Yimian opened the door of the apartment.

    No one was inside, she was the first to arrive.

    Zheng Yimian took a rough look, there were four people in one dormitory, sixteen contestants, and they happened to live in four different rooms.

    The facilities inside are fairly complete, with private bathrooms and air conditioners, as well as a sunny balcony and a large TV.

    After choosing a room, Zheng Yimian opened the door and went in, only to find that the bed sheets had been tidied by someone.

    But for the sake of cleanliness, she changed into her own sheets and pillowcases.

    Putting the suitcase and bag on the bedside table, Zheng Yimian pinched Liang Yu's shoulder and asked with a smile, "Are you tired?"

    "Not tired," he put his hand on the back of her hand, "Is it done? Then go down?"

    After going down, Liang Yu also took care of the accommodation, so he lived under Zheng Yimian's building.

    After not tossing for a long time, two people came out of the building, and Li Min held the phone: "Come out so soon?"

    "Yes," Zheng Yimian looked forward, "What do you want to eat? Let's go, I'll treat you."

    They yelled that they wanted to eat hot pot, so Zheng Yimian went with them.

    After eating the hot pot, there happened to be a furniture shop next to it, so they went in for a stroll.

    Just after entering, Zheng Yimian touched his neck and said, "Why don't I buy a U-shaped pillow, and I will have to drive for several hours to go back to school, so I can buy a pillow to sleep on."

    Went to the pillow area, Zheng Yimian was still looking for a place for the u-shaped pillow, suddenly raised her head, Liang Yu took a u-shaped pillow and put it on the back of her neck.

    He maintained that posture, leaning against the small corner surrounded by the pillow area, with a low voice: "Is it comfortable?"

    Zheng Yimian tilted her neck back, tried it, everything was just right.

    She nodded: "It's quite comfortable."

    Liang Yu pointed to the side of the pillow: "There is also an eye mask to block the light."

    "Then buy this?" He leaned over and asked.

    Zheng Yimian pursed her lips and nodded: "Well, do you want it?"

    "I do not need."

    He raised his eyelids a little, and took off the pillow behind her neck, because to get the pillow, it was inevitable to get close.

    When looking in the mirror, it looks like two mandarin ducks crossing their necks.

    Someone walked by the opposite shelf, and glanced here inquiringly. Zheng Yimian was feeling uncomfortable, so he pulled Liang Yu and walked straight forward.

    Holding the pillow, he couldn't laugh or cry behind him: "Where are you going?"

    Only then did she stop, coughed, and looked at the new shelf in front of her: "I want to see something else"

    After taking a closer look, she realized that what was placed in front of her was a classmate record, something that had nothing to do with her now.

    Liang Yu folded his arms and looked at the neat row of things in front of her with great interest: "You want to buy a classmate book? It just so happens that I have one at home, and only one is used."

    Zheng Yimian originally planned to leave, but when Liang Yu talked about this topic, he reached out and touched the corner of the classmate record: "It seemed to be popular for a while in our third year of high school. After writing for a while, I didn't write much later.  What about you, why did you only use one copy of your classmate book?"

    She turned to look at him and asked, "Is it because it's too late?"

    Liang Yu shook his head with a smile, like a smile or a sigh: "You really don't remember."

    "Me?" Zheng Yimian pointed to herself, "Is it related to me?"

    "That's right," he stretched out his hand with a smile, straightening out her bangs that were blown away by the wind, "Don't you remember that when you went to school one morning, there was a bottle of milk on the table under a bottle of milk?He bent his wrist and rubbed his eyes, just woke up, his voice was lazy and hoarse: "I woke up when you came in."

    "Woke up right after you came in?" Zheng Yimian walked to the door of his bedroom, "Then why keep pretending to be asleep?"

    She looked at him a few times just now, and he looked like he was in a deep sleep, and it was completely impossible to see that he woke up at the beginning.

    Liang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled a little: "I want to know what you will do while I'm asleep."

    Zheng Yimian curled her lips: "What else can I do? I will definitely let you continue to sleep."

    Then, she looked at him again: "Then why did you suddenly decide to wake up just now?"

    He lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I'm afraid you will leave."

    Zheng Yimian smiled, walked over, and gave him a haircut.

    "I'm not going, I'm just going to bask in the sun on the balcony."

    "Since you're all awake," she turned around and opened the curtains to urge him, "then go wash up and eat breakfast while it's hot."

    The light in the morning was too gentle, Zheng Yimian waited for him to get up, adjusted the quilt for him, and sat on the edge of his bed.

    After brushing his teeth, Liang Yu held a cup of soy milk and asked her, "Are you going to take a test this afternoon?"

    She nodded: "Yes."

    He put the soy milk aside, walked up to her, and took out a box from the drawer.

    Zheng Yimian looked at the packaging: "Why did you buy it again"

    "It was given by others before," he said, "I never had a chance to give it out."

    As he took the things out of the box, he smiled lightly: "Do you know that you look like a wife who complains about her husband spending money?"

    She didn't speak, but looked at the broken necklace.

    Under the bright morning light, the texture of the necklace is even stronger, and the sense of design is ready to emerge.

    She remembered that the name of this necklace was Devil's Eye.  The implication is to keep bad things out and bring good luck to people.

    He said, "Stand up, and I'll put it on for you."

    Zheng Yimian stood up.

    He approached with a smile, put his hand on her shoulder, and drew closer with his warm breath.

    She thought dazedly, is this wearing a necklace, or?

    Until the breath got closer, the tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose, Zheng Yimian closed his eyes spiritually.

    Liang Yu laughed in a deep voice, like a pearl falling on a plate: "Think I want to kiss you?"

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    Being ridiculed by him again, Zheng Yimian wanted to raise her leg and step on him in the next second, but her reason failed to control her body.

    Because in an instant, he fell down with a kiss that smelled like toothpaste in the morning.

    Before his lips touched, he said¡ª

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