Chapter 18 Little Pine Forest

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In the middle of the night, there was a patter of mountain rain, Tan Jing got up and closed the window, and when she lay back on the bed, she couldn't fall asleep anyway.

He simply turned the desk lamp to the darkest, and flipped through the Maupassant novels he brought with him by the faint light.

Tan Le next to him smacked his lips, as if he was having a sweet dream, with dimples hanging faintly on his lips.

He turned over and most of his body was exposed. Tan Jingyang looked down, holding a book in one hand and tucking Tan Le into the quilt with the other. As a result, when he turned around, he found that Ji Zhun had also kicked the quilt to the end of the bed.

Probably feeling cold, he frowned and shrunk himself into a ball.

Tan Jingyang shook his head, stood up softly, walked to Ji Zhun's bed, and helped him cover the quilt again.

As soon as Ji Zhun touched the quilt, he quickly wrapped it up, and rubbed his face against the pillow contentedly.

Really, neither of them makes people worry. Tan Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief and returned to bed.

This is what Ji Zhun saw when he woke up from the urge to urinate.

Under the warm and dim desk lamp, Tan Jingyang leaned on the bedside and read the novel in his hand attentively, turning the page lightly from time to time.

He pursed his lips and wore a pair of rimless glasses, looking more elegant and indifferent than usual.

This was the first time Ji Zhun saw Tan Jingyang wearing glasses. Before that, he had never shown that he was short-sighted, whether in class or in exams.

"Aren't you afraid of going blind when you read like this?"

A nasal voice suddenly came from beside him, and Tan Jingyang tightened his grip on the book, turning his head to look at Ji Zhun in the dark.

"Why are you awake? Are you shaking?"

Ji Zhun sniffed, sat up, and said in a low voice, "No, I woke up from peeing." He tiptoed up and shuffled towards the bathroom. When he walked to Tan Jingyang's bedside, he couldn't help but say, "You'd better turn on the light, otherwise it's really easy to go blind."

"I won't read anymore." Tan Jingyang took off his glasses, pinched his nose, and put the book on the bedside table. He also stood up after Ji Zhun.

Ji Zhun: "What are you doing up?"

"Go to the bathroom." Tan Jingyang raised her eyebrows, "Why don't I watch you pee?"

"I don't mind if you think so." Ji Zhun shrugged, "Anyway, you have what I have, and I don't suffer."

When Tan Jinyang heard this, a smile appeared on his lips. He glanced lightly at Ji Zhun from top to bottom.

"Have you... not already read it this afternoon?"

In an instant, Jizhun thought of the embarrassing scene when Tan Jingyang bumped into him while walking a bird in the afternoon. He cursed "fuck" in a low voice, then walked quickly into the bathroom and closed the door.

Tan Jingyang chuckled, and his eyes briefly jumped a few times with the vividness that should belong to his age.

...

The night gradually turns from dark to light, and the morning star twinkles in the eastern sky.

In the morning, the rain stopped. Tan Jingyang opened the curtains and pushed open the window. The breeze carried the fresh air after the rain into the house in an instant.

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