The Yellow Millet Dream

After the New Year’s Eve party, the final exams will be here soon. As the saying goes, if you choose a good major in college, every final exam will be like the college entrance examination.

During this time, no one in Huang Yaya's dorm had any mood to do anything else. Xu Meng stopped playing games and scolding teammates, Shi Jiaojiao stopped chatting on the phone with her boyfriend, Huang Yaya had no time to read novels, and even Ning Yuanyuan, who always loved watching variety shows, stopped watching them.

They would spend their days memorizing, and every night the dormitory would be filled with the chatter of them reciting. The teacher seemed to have marked the key points for the exam, but in fact, he had filled an entire book with drawings!!!

The foreign literature history exam is at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Huang Yaya and her roommates have agreed not to turn off the lights in the dormitory tonight, and everyone will recite the content to their heart's content.

"The achievements of ancient Greek literature are myths, epics and dramas, and their characteristics are..." Huang Yaya held the printed key points in her hand and muttered to herself.

It was two o'clock in the morning. She couldn't hold on any longer. Her eyelids were almost stuck together. She said to Xu Meng, "Mengmeng, I'll sleep for half an hour. If I don't wake up after half an hour, please wake me up."

After seeing Xu Meng nod in agreement, Huang Yaya immediately ran to the bed and fell asleep. She could read novels all night long, or play games all night long, but when it came to memorizing, she felt sleepy before eleven o'clock. If she hadn't been so scared of failing the exam, she would have fallen asleep long ago.

"Sister..." Huang Yaya heard a familiar voice in her ears. But she couldn't care less. She couldn't open her eyes at all, as if someone had glued her upper and lower eyelids shut with 502.

"elder sister……"

"Don't... make noise..." Huang Yaya said impatiently when she heard someone buzzing in her ear.

Huo Weixi just stood there staring blankly at this person who refused to even open his eyes.

The alarm that Huang Yaya set for 2:30 rang, but she quickly turned it off instinctively. At this moment, she thought that if she failed the exam, she failed. She was so sleepy and she just wanted to sleep.

Fortunately, Xu Meng remembered the agreement. She stood on the ladder beside Huang Yaya's bed and kept rocking her, who was sleeping like a hibernating bear. She also said softly, "Yaya, half an hour is up. Wake up, wake up..."

Electronic alarm clocks are not as useful as manual alarm clocks. Huang Yaya reluctantly got up and opened her dazed eyes. Just as she was about to fall again, Xu Meng slapped her elbow. It hurt but not completely, like she was awake but not fully awake.

Huang Yaya finally climbed out of bed, put on her slippers, and planned to fight with Dian Dian for another 300 rounds. Xu Meng said that she also wanted to sleep for half an hour and asked her to remember to call her.

…

Being prepared is always a good thing. Huang Yaya looked at the test paper in the exam room. She had memorized 80% of the questions! She answered them with ease, and she had a sure pass in this subject.

After a week of studying by lantern light, she rushed back to the dormitory after finishing her last exam. She only wanted to sleep, even if the sky fell.

Huang Yaya felt as if someone moved her head, but she didn't care. She wanted to sleep. Even if someone threw her on the street, she would continue to sleep.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Zhexi lying on his side, resting his head on her arm. His eyes were slightly closed, and he was dressed neatly. A candlelight flickered inside the tent, and there were all kinds of noisy sounds outside, but Huang Yaya's attention was completely drawn to Song Zhexi.

What a good opportunity! The female gangster Huang Yaya gently kissed him on the left cheek at this time.

"Are you so dishonest after waking up?" Song Zhexi said in a calm tone.

After Huang Yaya finished kissing him, she also lay on her side, looked into Song Zhexi's hazy eyes and said, "You are so tempting, I can't help it."

"Oh, you can't help it." Song Zhexi raised the corner of his mouth.

"I can't help but want to like you." After saying that, Huang Yaya kissed his forehead again. The other party did not avoid nor refuse.

"Yexue, were you angry with me last time? Is that why you're avoiding me again?"

What is he angry about? Wasn't he angry last time? Huang Yaya didn't know what was going on in the man's mind. He was just blaming others. But she still pretended to blame herself and said, "No, I thought you were angry with me. I thought you hated me."

"You! How could I hate you?"

"Really?" Huang Yaya looked into his eyes happily.

"Really, I can't wait to like you." Song Zhexi's eyes were full of smiles and his tone was infinitely gentle.

"Then what do you like about me?" Huang Yaya was full of curiosity.

Song Zhexi fell silent and just closed his eyes again, but the corners of his mouth rose uncontrollably.

She was very curious about this question, but the other party pretended to be asleep and didn't answer. How could this be acceptable? She directly started to tickle Song Zhexi's waist.

"Hahaha, no, stop, hahaha."

It was the first time she heard Song Zhexi's hearty laughter, and this laughter made her happy.

"Then tell me."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, hahahaha, you stop first, hahaha."

"Prince, are you okay?" A questioning voice came from outside the tent.

Hearing this, Huang Yaya stopped. What the hell was she dreaming about?!

"It's okay." Song Zhexi's tone suddenly became cold.

…

"Are you the prince?" Huang Yaya sat up, looked at this person, and asked curiously

Song Zhexi also sat up and said, "Why, Yexue, do you think I don't look like a prince?"

Huang Yaya wondered if she had watched too much of "The Overbearing Prince Pushed Me Down" and that was why she dreamed about the prince! Then why had she never dreamed about him even once after watching so many depictions of unspeakable scenes? This was a dream. She was already over 18 years old, so she could easily dream about scenes from 18 and above.

"Yexue, why aren't you talking?" Song Zhexi's tone was a little mischievous, probably thinking that she was frightened by his identity.

Song Zhexi asked her to speak, so Huang Yaya asked firmly, "Can I push you down?"

"Yexue, what do you mean?" Song Zhexi stuttered.

"Literally!"

"No."

"Why? We're all adults."

"You, you..." Song Zhexi couldn't help but stutter, and his brows seemed to be knotted.

Huang Yaya had a bad idea at this time. Could it be that this man was married? It was normal for a prince to have three wives and four concubines! So she asked tentatively, "Are you married?"

"I didn't." Song Zhexi's tone became angry.

"Then why don't you want to?"

"Is this why you came to see me?"

Huang Yaya thought to herself, what else could she do? She dreamed of the handsome man just to have a wet dream. Her purpose has always been the same!

But how could she answer him like that? Moreover, she heard the unhappiness in his tone, so she coaxed him, "No, I'm doing this because I like you."

"Go away!" Song Zhexi's tone became very cold.

A man's heart is like a needle in the sea. Why did he suddenly get angry again? Huang Yaya didn't have much experience in coaxing men! She wondered if men also had uncles. Forget it, she decided to just coax him.

"I won't leave. Can you bear to see me go?"

"What if I'm willing to leave, what if I'm reluctant to leave, won't you leave suddenly anyway?"

Could it be that this man was reluctant to let her leave? Huang Yaya became happy again and coaxed: "So we should cherish the time we spend together even more!"

Good dreams don’t come every day. If you miss today, you don’t know how long you will have to wait.

"Yaya, let's have dinner tonight!"