Go to bed late and get up early.
A dream completely confused Bi Tielin's heart.
Bi Tielin didn't dare to fall asleep again. He was afraid that he would fall into a nap again, feeling unsatisfied and sinking into despair.
Because that dream was too realistic, too moving, and too hard to let go of. He needed that kind of warmth too much, longing for it, and sometimes even greed.
…
Bi Tielin carried the laundry basin into the bedroom, turned off the dim table lamp, and turned on the main light in the house. For a moment, the living room and bedroom were brightly lit.
At four o'clock in the morning, he sat on a small stool, pursing his lips stubbornly. Overnight, a red and swollen pimple appeared on the tip of his nose.
Bi Tielin lowered his head and washed the sheets and quilt covers very seriously.
He looked like he had a serious expression, but in fact only he knew that his mood at the moment was very complicated.
Bi Tielin turned the bed sheet over and applied soap, then suddenly sighed.
He understands human desires too well, and that is a pit that can never be filled.
He doesn't want to live too hypocritically!
The huge contrast between day and night will only make people depressed.
He warned himself that the difference between being twenty and thirty was that one needed to be patient and the other needed to be self-aware.
He can work like a mule or a horse, working tirelessly and even dying of exhaustion!
But you must never open your heart and forget who you are!
After a couple of days of good times, he forgot his own weight and then let a creature like a woman throw knives at him! He didn't want to experience this again in his life.
…
Two big hands wrung out the sheets section by section and threw them into the empty basin.
He took a breath, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and busied himself with rummaging through the drawers for a rope. First, there was the sound of a hammer hitting nails, and then the sound of sheets and quilts being stretched out vigorously came from the room.
After finishing all these and washing away the traces, Bi Tielin's mood became calm.
He looked at the clothesline set up temporarily in the bedroom, the washed sheets and quilt covers, lit a cigarette, and regained his usual calm and composed expression.
Finished washing...
It was as if no one had ever broken into his dreams;
It was as if he had never been moved;
It was as if the man in the dream who was smiling happily and coaxing Liang Xiaoxiao was not his.
He kept the scene in his dream in his heart. He envied the man who was impatient, persistent, and forced himself on her.
He had to watch from the sidelines and protect his remaining sincerity.
…
People are afraid of being moved.
Bi Tielin was not the only one who had a bad sleep. In this huge city, in every corner, people are having romantic affairs every day.
Take this small courtyard house for example...
Bi Yue didn't sleep very soundly because she was struggling and hesitant about her feelings.
When I fall asleep or dream, I hear the hazy sound of the subwoofer:
"Because I like you."
She was so sweet, scared, happy, and didn't dare to go forward. She was also hesitant about what to do next.
Even in her dreams, she argued with herself, scolding herself for being useless and for not trying because she was afraid of getting hurt again!
But she...Bi Yue still couldn't control her "emotions".
As for Liang Xiaoxiao, she tossed and turned, letting the little warmth in the quilt dissipate, and she slept for only three hours that night. That was because she was really upset.
A twenty-year-old girl, Bi Tielin was no more important to Liang Xiaoxiao than a stranger. She couldn't muster a strong mental frame of mind, and she couldn't forget the fact that she had been seen naked...
For the young girl born in the 10th year of her birth who was not very worldly-wise, this was a huge matter!
Women tend to be pretentious when they are sick, but for Bi Yue, she was being pretentious in a good way.
But for Liang Xiaoxiao, this was a double blow! Her psychological defenses were about to collapse!
If anyone dared to rub salt into her wounds at this moment, her few remaining lines of defense would be broken at the first poke.
"Woo, woo...woo." Liang Xiaoxiao got angry and threw the quilt off her body with force.
This time she couldn't even sit cross-legged because her left foot was swollen like a big steamed bun, and her calf was also swollen. She couldn't turn back at all, and her right foot wasn't well either, not much better than her left foot.
Bi Yue was still wandering in a dream, confused, when suddenly someone made a "train" sound beside her, which scared her so much that she shivered and quickly sat up to check.
There was still sleepiness in her voice, and her eyes were hazy and out of place. Bi Yue wrapped herself in the quilt, anxious:
"What's going on? Huh? What happened?!"
What happened? Liang Xiaoxiao looked at Bi Yue with tears in her eyes. It was so sad!
Liang Xiaoxiao cried until she covered her face with her hands. In the dim morning light, she cried with a desperate tone as if the world was about to be destroyed:
"I'm holding my pee! I might as well hold it to death!"
What?
Bi Yue was stunned.
Liang Xiaoxiao was irritated by Bi Yue's dull reaction. She suddenly slapped her thighs like crazy and shouted:
"I said I was going to die from holding my urine! A living person can really die from holding their urine! Bi Yue! How could you not react? How could you not react!"
Bi Yue covered her ears, frightened by the excited Liang Xiaoxiao.
After understanding, she hurriedly got out of bed and prepared to help Liang Xiaoxiao get down.
Liang Xiaoxiao cried miserably, tilting her head back and crying without caring about anything:
"I'm so fat! I can't walk! What are you doing, Bi Yue?"
Oh my god! She's fine? She's smiling, what's wrong?
If you need to pee, just pee. What are you getting so upset about? Why are you so emotionally unstable?!
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