The next day, the early morning sun passed through the clouds but was completely isolated by the thick curtains of the window.
Summer was coming to an end and winter was coming quietly and unknowingly. There were several waves of cold air. The flower beds downstairs gradually withered and only a few dried flowers remained firmly on the branches.
Hanging on the curtain, Tan Li cocked her head and turned her eyes to the cactus pot on the window. The thorns of the cactus looked like fluff around a green bar from afar but there were no flowers on it, only green. This was something Xiao Li had bought for her after seeing the season turn cold. Her requirements were: big and easy to feed.
Tan Li quietly retracted her gaze. Then she picked up the watering can on the side and watered the cactus. Or... should she ask him again for a pot of flowers. The requirements: has flowers, is big and easy to feed.
The point was the first two words. Tan Li had this thought.
Meanwhile, Xiao Li came out of the bathroom, picked up the bag hanging from the table and prepared to go to school. Tan Li put down the watering can and slid down the curtains. She skillfully entered Xiao Li's pocket. Before burying her small head, Tan Li raised his head and pulled Xiao Li's hand, writing on it:
"I still want a pot of flowers. Is it okay?"
Xiao Li asked, "What flowers do you want?"
"...I'll think about it."
Tan Li closed her eyes and completely curled up in the pocket. Then she started to think to herself, 'What type of flowers should I keep?'
Xiao Li covered his pocket and picked up the key to one side. Once he saw the little yellow book sitting on the table, he hesitated for a moment before rolling it up and stuffing it in his pocket as usual.
Recently, the little yellow book had been very calm. This feeling had lasted a long time and there were no more yellow words. It didn't even have strange movements. Every day, it only said 'good morning' and 'good night' without any emotions. It was like a greeting machine. This change seemed to be since-
Shen Chenzhi and he formed a team.
After a long journey, Xiao Li got off the crowded subway and sat in the classroom for the first time in a while. He lay on the desk while thinking. If it came to Shen Chenzhi then he had to think about what happened last night...
Xiao Li opened WeChat and looked at it. There were several messages from Zheng Yi and Ye Zeqing on it. They all asked him how he was and he answered with a few words. then he buried his face in his arm and use arched his elbow.
"Xiao Li." A surprised voice entered his eardrums. The owner of the voice was standing at his desk. "You came to school today."
Xiao Li raised his head, the mark of his arm remaining on half of his red face. He spoke weakly, "I didn't expect it either."
Zheng Yi was very resilient and optimistic. He simply pulled the stool in front of Xiao Li's desk, looked at Xiao Li's face and said, "There was too much information last night and I didn't sleep at all. Why did you jump down? I had nightmares. I dreamed that I reached for you and didn't catch you. As a result, you fell to the ground..."
Xiao Li told him, "Sorry, I didn't think too much at the time."
Zheng Yi asked, "it's okay. Why did you want to jump down?"
Xiao Li, "...The building was very tall and I suddenly wanted to jump. We would've been transmitted back anyway."
"I don't know how to say it but there is a sense that you're truly Sherlock."
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[BL] I Wasn't Born Lucky (Unlimited Flow)
RandomBook 1 "I wasn't born a lucky person, I'm just too strong." On his way home late in the evening, Xiao Li found a letter asking for help and inexplicably came to an unknown place. He had to finish the task given before he could succeed in returning t...