For several days in a row, Xingyu was so out of his mind that he would even mistake the shoes he was going to wear when going out. He often found out that one was wearing Nike and the other was wearing Adidas after being reminded by his roommate.
After evening class that night, Xingyu went back to the dormitory to put his books away. He was just about to sit down when he became irritable for some reason, turned around and left the dormitory.
Xiaoyao and Lao Xiang, who did not take that course with Xingyu, looked at the closed door and looked at each other in blank dismay.
After a while, Lao Xiang asked, "Xiaoyao, what do you think happened to Xingyu these two days?"
Xiaoyao replied while playing the game: "I don't know, anyway, something has been wrong since Christmas."
"What's wrong?" Lao Xiang asked.
Xiaoyao frowned slightly, always felt that she was very close to the truth, but couldn't remember the key point: "Forgot."
Lao Xiang ended the topic resentfully, and started to flip through the book. It's almost the end of the term. Wouldn't it be nice to review it?
After Zhiming and Jiaojiao finished dating, when they returned to the dormitory with the book in their hands, they saw Lao Xiang and Xiaoyao playing the king's qualifying match: "Huh? Where's Xingyu?"
"Going out." Xiaoyao only responded without raising her eyelids.
At this time, Lao Xiang had just been fooled by his opponent in the game of kings, and looked away from his mobile phone to look at Zhiming who was putting a book: "You have similar courses as Xingyu, so you should keep track of his movements."
Asked by Lao Xiang, Zhiming began to recall Xingyu's actions these days in his mind.
"For a while he used to lose his mind and giggle in class."
As soon as Zhiming uttered his voice, Lao Xiang and Xiaoyao were attracted to him: "And then?"
"Then I often frowned in class a while ago."
"Then, what about today?"
"Emmm" Zhiming searched his memory again, "I seem to be sighing all the time today, no, I have been sighing in the past few days."
"Did you sigh from Christmas day?" Xiaoyao asked.
Zhiming was not sure: "It seems to be."
The three of them fell into speechless embarrassment for a while, but they didn't take it to heart, so they respectively decided what to do.
Time passed minute by minute, and it wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that the three of them were too sleepy to go to bed and found that Xingyu hadn't returned to the dormitory.
They are not sophomores and juniors. In the past, they would go back to the dormitory to go to bed when the lights were turned off. There will never be a situation like today.
The three of them suddenly lost their sleepiness, and they couldn't find Xingyu after sending text messages, calling, WeChat, QQ, and bombing in turn.
Now the three of them quickly got out of bed, put on their clothes and scattered around to find them.
Xiaoyao and Lao Xiang rushed down the stairs to look for the outside of the dormitory building, but Zhiming sent a message to Jiaojiao on the way down, telling him to leave the dormitory to find Xingyu at this point.
Jiaojiao, who had already fallen asleep, received such a message, and half-closed her eyes to send a confused voice message: "Will you go to the roof? This is what TV shows do."
After speaking, she fell asleep again in seconds.
After hearing Jiaojiao's voice message, Zhiming was startled, then turned around and walked upstairs with big strides in the next second.
The roof, the cold wind, the night, the scattered beer cans, and a star sitting on the edge of the fence.
Seeing this, Zhiming didn't rush forward immediately, but said in the group of the four of them in the dormitory: [Xingyu has been found, I'll sit with him for a while, you guys go back to sleep. ¡¿
After sending the message, Zhiming stuffed the phone into his pocket, and walked towards Xingyu with a smile: "Xingyu, you are too unkind." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com