Insomnia

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After walking a few steps, thinking to himself that it was just for convenience, Tao Ling's heart swayed, and finally put his arm around Wen Qingying's waist. The two people leaned on each other and ran towards home.

The shoulder blades are pressed against the warm and tight chest, giving people the illusion that there is a wall behind them.

After entering the community and going downstairs, Wen Qingying immediately let go of Tao Ling and waved to him as soon as he entered the building door.

Seeing that he was still dripping with water, Tao Ling suddenly became anxious. He followed him two steps and grabbed his wrist, pulled him back to the building door, and pressed the elevator.

Wen Qingying didn't struggle and entered the elevator. Tao Ling looked back at him and saw that his hair was wet and hanging on his forehead. He looked pitiful. He was obviously an extremely handsome man and he immediately showed his well-behaved appearance.

His heart was beating wildly, and Tao Ling couldn't help but reach out and brush his forehead hair. Wen Qingying was a little embarrassed and looked at each other and smiled.

After entering the house, Tao Ling immediately threw away the things in his hands, wiped the water on his phone, and typed for Wen Qingying to read: "Go take a hot bath first and change out of your wet clothes."

After reading it to him, he pushed the person away without waiting for his reaction.

After entering the bathroom, Tao Ling turned around and wanted to go out. Wen Qingying pulled him from behind. He was not embarrassed, but just a little confused.

Tao Ling quickly typed again: "I'll find you pajamas and towels and put them on the chair at the door of the bathroom. You wash them quickly, and I'll wash them after you wash them."

Wen Qingying had no choice but to nod and let go of his hand.

While looking for pajamas, Tao Ling suddenly thought that Wen Qingying had gone to a normal university and was not congenitally deaf-mute. He wondered if wearing a hearing aid would be useful.

After thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly felt that he had to sign up for a sign language class.

Putting the clothes at the bathroom door, Tao Ling turned around and went back to the house. He took off his wet clothes as he walked, wanting to change into something dry first.

Afraid that Tao Ling would catch a cold, Wen Qingying washed up very quickly and saw the bedroom door open when he came out.

The light in the room was bright. He looked over casually and saw Tao Ling's thin bare shoulders. He was bending down to take off the last trouser leg, which made his back arched and his butterfly bones towering.

Wen Qingying was stunned, the hand holding the towel suddenly tightened, and turned away.

Tao Ling put on clean clothes and came out. When he saw Wen Qingying standing by the bathroom door, he was surprised and said, "So fast?"

Wen Qingying stood there and pursed her lips slightly. Tao Ling passed by him unconsciously, picked up the two people's wet clothes, and threw them into the washing machine. Tao Ling came out of the shower and saw Wen Qingying sitting on the edge of the sofa on the corner table, holding in his hand the book "Just Like Water Is to Chocolate" that he had been reading for the past two days, a Mexican story full of greed, hatred, obsession and love.

Just finished reading it, Tao Ling still remembers a few sentences. The story said that if there are strong feelings that can light all the candles in our hearts at once, the dazzling light will shine on the road that people usually cannot see, calling the human soul to find the lost. sacred homeland.

Desire and violence are far away from Wen Qingying. He is too clean, Tao Ling thought, but he has caused waves in his heart, and behind the waves are things that are contrary to him.

But fortunately, this book seems to be about returning, and the deepest desire seems to be connected to the soul.

He walked closer in confusion, and accidentally squatted in front of Wen Qingying, resting one hand on his knee and looking up at him.

At this moment, only from this angle could Wen Qingying's eyes be seen clearly.

Wen Qingying put down the book in her hand in surprise, and their eyes met. Tao Ling was stunned for a moment, only to realize that his behavior seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit.

In the flash of lightning, he raised his hand happily, deliberately enlarged his movements, took out a small pair of scissors from the corner table next to him, and showed it to Wen Qingying.

It seemed like he was holding his knees up just to make it easier to hold things.

Wen Qingying smiled knowingly, put a hand on his elbow and asked him to stand up.

What are you doing with the little scissors?

Tao Ling's mind was racing, and he suddenly caught a glimpse of the express box on the table, and immediately took it with restrained expression.

Wen Qingying moved to the side and made room for him. Tao Ling sat over and was forced to open the box.

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