Half-baked

16
Upstairs and downstairs, young men and women were kissing passionately.
Facing the enthusiastic gaze of the crowd, or facing the silent night.

That day, Chi Jingting succeeded in his confession. But his love came and went quickly. With the end of summer vacation, his relationship also ended.

The relationship between Huai Nian and Duan Huaian is tangled and confusing.

……

I miss eating wontons and going to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
After washing the dishes, when she was about to go back to bed and sleep with nothing to do, she received a call from her mother.
Huai Yanjun's voice came from the electric current: "Huai Nian, what are you doing?"

"Mom, I just finished dinner." Huai Nian said, "How about you?"
"Dinner isn't until eight?"
"Yeah, I was reading and doing homework, and I didn't pay attention to the time for a while."

Huai Yanjun sighed and advised Huai Nian to stop focusing on studying and pay more attention to her health. Then he asked Huai Nian, "Are you busy recently? Why don't you go home?"
"I was busy with midterm exams a while ago, and the final exams will be coming soon." The university course schedule is very tight, especially in the third year, when there are more professional courses. Huai Nian said, "Maybe I will wait until the final exams are over before going home."

"When will the exam be over?"
"Mid-January."
"Then I'm going to take a vacation too."

Duan Huai'an's grandparents live in New Zealand. His father is busy with work and is away from home all year round. His mother either travels around the world with his father or goes shopping and playing with his little sisters. However, every Chinese New Year, Duan Huai'an's family will go to New Zealand for a family reunion.
Therefore, domestic servants and nannies will take their annual leave together.

Huai Nian was silent for a few seconds, then asked her, "So when I have a holiday, should I go back to my hometown directly, or should I go to your place first?"

Huai Yanjun said: "We'll see when the time comes. I don't know whether you will take the holiday first or I will."

Afterwards, the mother and daughter chatted about family matters for a while before hanging up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Huai Nian turned off the kitchen light and walked out of the kitchen.

When she finished her shower and returned to bed, Duan Huaian had not returned home yet.
Huai Nian pursed her lips, but still took out her phone and sent a message to Duan Huai'an: [What time will you be back? ]

Duan Huai'an didn't reply until she fell asleep.

The next day, Huai Nian woke up from her sleep, turned over, and was greeted by a warm and broad embrace.
She was fuzzy and slow to react. She only felt something hard poking her stomach, which was very uncomfortable. She tried to move the thing away with her hand, but as soon as she touched it, a cold and suppressed hissing sound came from above her head: "If you pull it any further, it will be torn."

"..." Huai Nian raised her head slowly, her voice sticky, "When did you come back?"

"The baby has such good sleeping quality. She can't be woken up no matter what she does." Duan Huaian leaned close to her, moving slowly.

Nostalgia argued: "I just touched it for a while."

However, it was useless to argue, Duan Huaian kissed her while lying on his side.

He held her dissatisfied lips in his mouth, and slowly licked the breath in her mouth with his deep lips and tongue, making a fine sound of saliva, panting disorderly, and missing her voice: "...I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
She reached out and pushed Duan Huaian away forcefully.

Duan Huai'an lowered his eyes and stared at her for a while, his lips, which were gleaming with a bright red, were tightly closed. She covered her lips tightly.
"Don't kiss."
"Okay." Duan Huaian's eyes were burning as he kissed her fair neck.

I could hear the sound of the tide rising and falling. Was it raining outside? Or was it snowing?
Can't tell the difference.

The breath of nostalgia permeates the air, ups and downs.
After the noise stopped, Duan Huaian changed the bed sheets, and Huai Nian also got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The sheets were turned over and over in the washing machine, with the sound of water dripping.

I miss the time when I finished washing up, walked to the living room, and saw the snowflakes falling outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
It's really snowing.
Of all the seasons, my favorite season is winter, "the first snow."

Duan Huaian glanced at her sideways, and she raised her head, staring intently at the snow outside the window.

"You were clearly born in spring, so why do you like winter?" Duan Huaian asked her.

Just when I was feeling a little better from the nostalgia, I felt a tightness in my chest when Duan Huai'an said, "Why should I like spring just because I was born in spring? I don't like it."

Duan Huaian shrugged helplessly.

I stayed in bed for a long time this morning and it's already eleven o'clock in the morning.
During lunch, Duan Huai'an asked her again: "Where's your cell phone?"

"Can you please stop looking at my phone?" Huai Nian said dissatisfiedly, "Don't you have your own phone?"
"Yes." Duan Huai'an smiled leisurely, as if he didn't understand what she said, and handed her his phone. "This is the first time you've checked my phone. Don't be polite, baby. You can see whatever you want."

Miss has no interest in his phone.

Duan Huaian turned back to the bedroom, and when he came out, he was holding the phone he missed.

After a while, he chuckled with an ambiguous tone: "You've really been chasing me for two years. You're quite persistent."
Miss: "What did Shang Jingze post again?"
Duan Huai'an threw the phone to her: "Look for yourself."

The chat history was full of unilateral text from Shang Jingze.
Because Huai Nian didn't reply to his message, Shang Jingze sent a questioning message: [? ]
Then: [Are you very busy? ]
Then: [Send me a message when you are done. ]

Duan Huai'an imitated Shang Jingze and said, "Just reply to his message."

Huai Nian was silent for a while, then learned to speak: "Okay, I'll reply to him - I'm not busy now."

"..." Duan Huai'an was in a bad mood, "Try to reply to him." Huai Nian lowered his eyes, put a few mouthfuls of food into his mouth, chewed and swallowed, and then said: "If you don't want me to reply, don't say that. I said I'm very annoyed with him, I don't want to and won't reply to his message."

"what about me?"
"..."
"If you don't annoy me the most, why are you replying to my messages?"
"..."

silence.
It got quiet.

Duan Huaian looked at her quietly with a calm gaze, and there was a barely perceptible expectation in his expression.

Say you are annoying me.
Rather than being annoying, you like me more.
Say it, baby.

"I don't want to reply either, but you have plenty of ways to make me reply." Huai Nian seemed to be completely unable to grasp his hesitation and complained in a submissive tone, "You are so difficult to please, Duan Huai'an."

Duan Huaian was silent for a moment, then laughed, his chest shaking.
"Really? I don't think I'm hard to please."
-
The next day, Monday.

Huai Nian and Duan Huaian both got up early and went out together.
I missed the chance to bring a down jacket, so I was wearing the black down jacket that Duan Huaian took out from the closet.
Huai Nian thought it was his clothes, but after putting them on, she found that they fit her perfectly. Later she realized that he bought them for her. When she was leaving the house, she saw his down jacket hanging in the entrance, the same style as hers.

Oh.
Couple models.
She looked indifferent.

In the next few days, I missed going to classes, going home, and doing experiments as usual.

The snow fell on and off for a week.

The last class on Friday afternoon was a public basic course, and all the clinical students gathered in a large classroom. Because it was a Friday class and not a professional class, many students skipped the class. Those who missed their dormitory skipped the class with the excuse that "it's so cold, I should stay in bed and watch TV series."

Huai Nian picked up the down jacket hanging on the rack and was about to put it on when Jing Yue leaned over the bed and said, "Huai Nian, what brand is your down jacket? It seems quite warm. I see you are wearing a thin sweater underneath."

Nostalgia flipped through the label inside the collar.
It's a string of English.

Huai Nian has been with Duan Huai'an for quite a few years, and knows the brands he often wears. This brand is a niche fashion brand from abroad, and a down jacket costs five figures.
"It's a street stall item," Huai Nian said calmly, "My mom bought it at the night market."

"Your mother's aesthetic taste," Jing Yue said with admiration, giving a thumbs up, "excellent."

Missing the curved lips and smiling.
Before going out, she confirmed again and learned that everyone was going to skip class, so she had to go to class alone.
After walking a few steps, she received a message from Duan Huai'an.

Duan Huai'an: [My afternoon class is in the same teaching building as yours.]
Miss: [? ]

Duan Huaian sent a photo.
It was a class adjustment notification in their class group, and the class location had indeed changed.
I changed to the teaching building where I missed my classes, and on the same floor.

Nostalgia: [So, do you want to meet? ]
Duan Huai'an: [Look at you.]

"..."
I miss him because I really find him annoying.
She said frankly: [We agreed to pretend we didn’t know each other at school.]

Duan Huai'an: [I understand, you don't want to see me.]
Miss: [……]
Missing Shanshan, he emphasized again: [We agreed on this.]

This time, Duan Huai'an sent a voice message, and the voice flowed into Huai Nian's ears along with the cool breeze. His already cold voice seemed even more heartless: "I know, you are annoyed when you see me now."
At the end, the last word was dragged out slowly, the wind was whistling, and his voice seemed to tremble. There was an inexplicable sense of grievance.

“……” Thinking that it was just a matter of meeting him once, Huai Nian decided not to argue with him.

Miss: [Let’s meet. 】

Duan Huai'an sent another voice message: "I can sense your embarrassment. If you really don't want to, forget it."

Huai Nian resisted the urge to complain and said expressionlessly: [I am not unwilling. ]
Afraid that he would post something nonsense again, Huai Nian quickly said: [I still have ten minutes to get to the teaching building, how about you? ]

Duan Huai'an: "The seventh floor terrace."
When a voice message ends, the next one will be played automatically.
"Don't go out. Just stay inside in the stairwell. It won't be cold."
"Come here."

She was wrapped in a down jacket and her body was warm, but she didn't wear a hat. The cold wind blew over her, and the biting chill seemed to invade her brain. After making sure that Duan Huai'an would not send any more messages, Huai Nian took off the earphones in her cochlea.
She used wired headphones, and she coiled the white data cable around and around, then put it into the packaging bag she brought with her, and finally stuffed it into her schoolbag.

After arriving at the teaching building, she did not go to the classroom first, but went straight to the seventh floor.

The seventh floor is the entrance to the rooftop, and the stairwell is much narrower than other stairwells.

When Huai Nian looked up, she saw Duan Huaian wearing the same down jacket as her.

Duan Huai'an stood on a high place, looking down at her, his thin eyelids drooping, giving people a strong and inviolable feeling. However, this cold and arrogant feeling melted like ice and snow the next second when Huai Nian appeared in his sight.
He raised his chin towards her and curled his lips: "Come here."

There were still five minutes before class started and the sound of footsteps could be heard in the corridors and hallways on the sixth floor.
I miss you and I am always afraid of being discovered.
She said: "Didn't we agree to meet?"

"Baby," Duan Huai'an smiled suddenly, with a strong possessiveness hidden in his smile, "I have never been a person who is satisfied with just seeing you once."

"Come here, let me hug you."

(End of this chapter)