May 1st, Labor Day, early morning.

Li Luo had a dream.

In the dream, he could not move or control his body, but sometimes he would rise to high altitudes and wander among soft clouds, and sometimes he would fall into deep valleys and roll on the lawn.

Finally, he fell into a lake. He couldn't breathe and couldn't swim. He seemed to be pressed by something and sank straight to the bottom of the lake.

It wasn't until he couldn't hold his breath anymore and finally couldn't help opening his mouth to breathe in that he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

As a result, when he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Zhusheng straddling his stomach with her legs and holding his nose with one hand.

After seeing him wake up, he let go of his hand.

"I almost thought someone was going to murder me."

"How could that be?" Yan Zhusheng said, "I just came to wake you up."

"Is this how you normally wake someone up?"

"I called, but you didn't get up." Yan Zhusheng blinked, "So I changed the method."

"Did you really scream?" Li Luo looked suspicious, expressing doubts about the legitimacy of Yan Zhusheng's procedures.

Yan Zhusheng nodded vigorously, and then asked: "You usually wake up when I call you, but not today. Did you stay up late last night?"

"Ahem..." When Li Luo was asked this question, his eyes suddenly felt guilty. He avoided Yan Zhusheng's gaze and said in a low voice, "I am mainly coding to prepare for the plot of "I Am a Singer" during the summer vacation."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded, "But why don't you dare to look at me?"

"You are thinking too much. I just woke up and my eyes are still a little blurry."

"Then what is this?" Yan Zhusheng reached out and touched his pillow, then picked up a long hair and said with narrowed eyes, "Senior's."

"What?" Li Luo looked at the hair in front of him and fell into deep thought for a moment, "My bed is covered with hair from the three of you. What's so strange about this? And how did you know it belonged to my senior?"

"Senior sister's hair is the shortest and not that dark." Yan Zhusheng said seriously.

"Okay, okay, I don't know when I stayed here." Li Luo patted her slender waist, and then said, "You come down first, I'm getting up."

Yan Zhusheng didn't like to inquire as much as Ying Chanxi, so after hearing what Li Luo said, he got off him obediently.

Li Luo lifted up the quilt and got out of bed, put on his slippers and walked towards the bathroom. He said by the way: "Go and wake up Xixi. After washing up, we will go for a morning run."

"oh."

Yan Zhusheng nodded obediently. After seeing Li Luo get up, he turned around and walked out of the master bedroom, went to Ying Chanxi's bedroom door and knocked on the door.

Seeing that there was no response inside, Yan Zhusheng opened the door, glanced at Ying Chanxi who was sleeping inside, and then walked to the bed.

At this time, Ying Chanxi was sleeping on his side with one leg on the panda doll. Pikachu and Doraemon were swaying next to the pillow.

Seeing the Pikachu she gave to Ying Chanxi being placed beside her pillow, Yan Zhusheng was quite pleased, thinking that Xixi really liked the doll she gave her.

"Xixi, wake up." Yan Zhusheng leaned down and gently shook Ying Chanxi.

"Well..." Ying Chanxi was woken up. He covered his head and struggled for a while. He opened his eyes drowsily, and then closed them again, "I'm so sleepy... let me sleep for a while."

"Oh." Yan Zhusheng nodded, covered Ying Chanxi with a quilt, turned around and left.

But when Ying Chanxi heard Yan Zhusheng's "Oh" on the bed, it seemed as if some kind of stress response had been triggered, and she sat up from the bed: "I'm getting up."

This can't be blamed on Ying Chanxi being too sensitive.

The main reason is that Yan Zhusheng has done this kind of thing many times.

It was clear that Ying Chanxi just asked her to sleep a little longer, but Yan Zhusheng really let her continue sleeping without any intention of continuing to wake her up. As a result, she had not been able to get up and go for a morning run together several times before.

So much so that when Ying Chanxi hears Yan Zhusheng's "oh" now, he will be completely awakened like a conditioned reflex.

After Ying Chanxi got out of bed, he put Pikachu and Doraemon back on the bedside, and when Yan Zhusheng wasn't paying attention, he secretly punched Pikachu.

Then the two girls went to the bathroom to wash up together.

At about 6:30 in the morning, the three of them went out for a morning jog together.

I had breakfast at the breakfast shop downstairs and brought one back for Xu Youyu.

But after coming back, Ying Chanxi went directly back to the room and continued to catch up on her sleep.

I really stayed up too late last night. I watched Li Luo's goal highlights for a while, and read the novels he wrote. Then I clicked on the complete video of the third and fourth quarters of the basketball game and watched it with relish.

After reading it, I will continue reading Li Luo's novels.

Then I couldn’t help but watch the video.

As a result, when I was flipping through the video, I accidentally clicked on the photo. When I saw the characters and composition in it, Ying Chanxi was so angry that he felt sleepy and couldn't sleep again.

By the time she came to her senses, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning.

Being able to persist until the end of her morning run is already a reflection of her supreme perseverance.

Ying Chanxi went back to her room, and Yan Zhusheng went into the piano room. She was bored in the morning, so she liked to play the piano and sing.

Li Luo, on the other hand, took the breakfast he bought and knocked on Xu Youyu's room. When there was no response, he opened the door a crack.

Seeing Xu Youyu sleeping on the bed, he opened the door and walked in. He pulled out the chair under the desk and placed it next to the bed. He patted Xu Youyu's body and said, "Wake up, it's time for breakfast."

"Well..." Xu Youyu slapped his hand away impatiently and turned his back to him, "Don't make any noise... I want to sleep."

"Senior, wake up, your dad is here to see you." Li Luo said softly, "He said that this paper also wrote about "The Age of Literature and Art"."

"Fuck!"

Xu Youyu was instantly awakened by these words, sat up from the bed, and then looked at Li Luo beside the bed.

But after seeing his smiling face, he immediately reacted and hit him angrily: "You want to scare me to death!"

"Who told you to sleep in? Let's have breakfast first."

"I don't want to think about who stayed up so late with you yesterday." Xu Youyu rolled his eyes at him, then came to the bedside and sniffed the fried dumplings and fried buns that Li Luo bought.

"Is that what I thought?" Li Luo's face darkened, recalling the scene of being teased by Xu Youyu in bed last night, and he couldn't stand it anymore, "I think you are obviously enjoying it."

"Let's get the ingredients." Xu Youyu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried buns, bit into his mouth, and then asked, "Where's the vinegar buns?"

"Here it is." Li Luo took out a bag of vinegar packets from the bag, tore it open and poured it directly on the fried dumplings, "eat slowly, I'm going out first."

"No, wait." Xu Youyu reached out and grabbed the hem of his clothes, not letting him go.

"What else are you doing?"

"This." Xu Youyu handed him the chopsticks in his hand, then opened his mouth and said, "Feed me."

"...Are you a three-year-old child?"

"It's time to collect materials, collect materials, hurry up." Xu Youyu urged, "Have you ever fed other girls?"

"I've been fed."

"Xixi? Or bamboo sheng?"

"They all have...right?"

Li Luo was too lazy to use the memory palace to search for this kind of thing.

"Then I won't have more than one person."

"Your brain circuit is really different from that of ordinary people..."

Li Luo picked up the chopsticks and stuffed a fried dumpling into Xu Youyu's mouth, and said with a smile.

After they were all fed, Li Luo stuffed the chopsticks into the plastic bag, stood up and said, "You can go back to sleep. I'll call you again during lunch."

"Do you really treat me like a pig?" Xu Youyu lay back on the bed and sighed comfortably, "I'll get up and code after I sleep for another two hours."

"So hard?"

"It was just recommended yesterday, so you have to update two more chapters, right?" Xu Youyu snorted, "Some guys who have deposited 200,000 manuscripts, please don't talk to me about this kind of thing."

Li Luo smiled and did not disturb her again. After leaving the study, he closed the door for her.

Not long after, Li Luo received a call from his mother.

"Hello?"

"What are you doing?" Lin Xiuhong asked on the other end of the phone.

"Thinking about life."

"Why are you so talkative?" Lin Xiuhong said angrily, "Your father and I are just passing by your place and then going to West Street. Do you want to go and have a look together?"

"Okay." Li Luo thought that nothing happened in the morning, so he nodded and agreed, "Then I will go downstairs and wait for you at the gate of the community?"

"Come down, we'll be there soon."

Li Luo responded, hung up the phone, walked into the piano room, and spoke to Yan Zhusheng.

When Yan Zhusheng heard that Li Luo was going out, he originally wanted to go with him, but when he heard that he was accompanying his uncle and aunt to look at houses, Yan Zhusheng gave up the idea, nodded obediently and said, "Then you go."

Even though he said this, Yan Zhusheng still walked out of the piano room and walked Li Luo to the door. He also specially helped him take out the pair of sneakers he gave him and put them in front of Li Luo for him to put on.

Watching him put on the sneakers he gave him, Yan Zhusheng nodded with satisfaction, then opened the door and watched him leave.

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To be continued...