Ah Chou came in quietly, fearing to disturb Zhong Mingwei's sleep, as it was still dark. She couldn't light a candle, so she could only move forward little by little. She finally touched the edge of the bed step by step. She put down the wooden basin, then gently grasped the corner of the quilt. She gently lifted the quilt. She reached in, but was too busy to reach out. She rubbed her hands vigorously. After rubbing her hands warm, she reached in again, with yesterday's experience. This time she easily took out the dirty sheet. Then she changed a clean sheet and stuffed it under him, then stirred a hot towel and gently wiped Zhong Mingwei's thighs. She didn't dare to use too much force. Yesterday, she saw that Zhong Mingwei's place seemed to bleed. She was afraid of waking Zhong Mingwei up, so she wiped it several times and finally made sure it was clean. Ah Chou then threw the dirty sheet into the water, and then quietly retreated.
In fact, how could Zhong Mingwei sleep?
He barely closed his eyes. To be exact, he woke up before four o'clock. He was really trying to hold it in, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, but he still couldn't hold it in. When the roots of his thighs became wet and hot again, he bit his lips tightly, and his mouth tasted bloody.
He was filled with shame and despair.
But what else could he do except to hate himself more and more?
Especially today.
He hoped that the day would remain dark forever, that the sun would never rise in the east, that darkness would cover the courtyard forever, and that the girl would sleep forever and not notice his embarrassment.
He was really ashamed.
But before daybreak, the girl came in on tiptoe. She seemed to think that he was still asleep, and her steps were lighter than a cat. She gently opened the quilt, lifted his legs, and cleaned herself, using the warm towel to wipe herself clean. Then, the girl left quietly like a cat...
How could there be such a good girl?
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Today it was still white porridge with pickled vegetables. Achou fed Zhong Mingwei and then started the cleaning.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Achou said to Zhong Mingwei while tidying up the dormitory.
"I can't sleep," Zhong Mingwei lay on the bed and looked at Ah Chou holding something made of a mess of branches. He was a little curious, "Is this a broom?"
"Hey, yes! I made it with firewood!" Ah Chou smiled with narrowed eyes, and handed the broom he had just made to the man, with a look on his face clearly waiting for praise, "Am I particularly clever and dexterous?"
Zhong Mingwei smiled: "Yes, very clever."
Ah Chou stared at Zhong Mingwei in a daze, and the broom was not put away for a long time. Zhong Mingwei looked at her with her mouth open and eyes wide open, and was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"
"You... you look pretty when you smile," Ah Chou finally came to her senses and realized that she had been staring at a man for a long time. She was inevitably a little embarrassed. She was busy sweeping the floor with her head down. After a long time, she secretly glanced at Zhong Mingwei and whispered, "Smile more in the future, don't always have a tense face."
Zhong Mingwei was a little embarrassed when she said that: "What's there to laugh about?"
"Of course there is," Ah Chou put down the broom, knelt down in front of Zhong Mingwei's bed seriously, and met Zhong Mingwei's eyes, "Is the porridge delicious today?"
Zhong Mingwei looked at her serious face and couldn't help but curl his lips: "It tastes good."
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