Puppy Only Has One Summer

Chapter 2:

Ning Bei was going crazy, his ears were so hot, and his heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst his chest.

Jiang Chen's voice suddenly came from next to his ear: "Damn, what are you laughing at, Ning Bei?"

The other roommates immediately cast their gazes.

Only then did Ning Bei realize that the corners of his mouth were raised high in the air as if uncontrollably.

He turned his face away in an instant, got up and sat on the bed.

Jiang Chen refused to let go, and ran to his bedside.

Just as he was about to look again, Ning Bei had already closed the bed curtain with a "wow".

The light dimmed instantly, and the noise outside the dormitory seemed to be automatically blocked.

Only the bright light of the phone screen shone on Ning Bei's hot and red cheeks, and he took a closer look:

"Xiaobei, I'm my sister."

Ning Bei:? ? ?

Ning Bei: …

The phone suddenly went dark.

The whole body became hotter and hotter.

Ning Bei curled himself up on the bed to digest the restlessness, joy, embarrassment and laughter caused by the oolong.

After a while, he buried his face in the soft quilt and laughed softly.

The voice was carefully controlled by Ning Bei in this small space, but the vibration coming from the chest was uncontrollably noticed by the roommate.

The roommate on the upper bunk immediately lowered his head to Ning Bei's bed curtain and asked, "Ning Bei, what are you doing?"

Just as Ning Bei was about to speak, Jiang Chen said solemnly, "Don't disturb him."

Ning Bei snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that Jiang Chen was still a brother. In the next second, Jiang Chen added:

"He's looking at Huang."

Ning Bei: "..."

"roll."

After Nan Xia sent her a friend application, Ning Bei soon passed it. He quickly looked through Nan Xia's circle of friends, only to find that she had set it to be visible for three days, and the latest circle of friends was a company's cultural promotion.

Ning Bei was slightly disappointed. He returned to the chat interface, rubbed his fingers on the keyboard a few times, and put it back.

Ning Bei didn't speak first, he wanted to see what Nan Xia had to say.

Who knew that Nanxia didn't send a message until 9:30 in the evening, and Ning Bei felt that the burning in his heart was getting worse. He was lying on the bed as if on a fire, so anxious that he had to turn back and forth.

At 9:45, Ning Bei decided to send a message first. He was afraid that Nan Xia would go to bed soon.

But what's the first sentence to post? say hello?

Ning Bei didn't want to call her sister.

After struggling for a while, Ning Bei asked, "Are you asleep?"

But the next second after sending it out, he regretted it.

These three words seemed very rude, and he didn't add any expression. Would it be too indifferent to read it?

There was a burst of fire in his heart, and just as Ning Bei was about to withdraw, he saw Nan Xia's name changed to "typing in".

His fingers froze in place, and his breathing stopped unconsciously.

Nan Xia: "Xiao Bei."

Two short words, Nanxia's most intimate name for Ningbei.

Ning Bei didn't want to admit it, if there was light shining on his current face, it must be a silly smile.

He buried his face in the quilt and smiled for three seconds, then saw Nanxia's message again:

I'm sorry, the company had something to do that day and I didn't have time to have dinner with you.

Ning Bei restrained his smile: It's okay, work is important.

After the message was sent, his eyes were glued to the screen and he waited intently for Nan Xia's name to become "typing" again, but this time, Nan Xia did not reply immediately.

The heartbeat instantly slowed down.

Ning Bei frowned unconsciously.

He read the six words he just posted several times over and over again. Is his attitude too indifferent? Make Nan Xia unhappy?

Ning Bei was a little upset and long-pressed the message he had just sent, but found that he could no longer withdraw it.

He closed his eyes and lay on the bed in pain like a corpse.

However, the next second, the phone vibrated.

Ning Bei turned his phone back on in an instant, and saw Nan Xia's message:

Sorry, I just went to throw away the mask.

Ning Bei's mind immediately came up with Nan Xia wearing pajamas and applying a facial mask at home. He had actually seen it once or twice.

At that time, in Nanxia's third year of high school, Ning Bei occasionally went to her house for dinner with his brother, and he would see the stinky Nanxia lying on the sofa, applying a mask and reciting a book.

Ning Bei was only twelve years old at the time, and he still didn't understand many things. But recalling this scene now, he felt that some parts of his body were burning like frostbite.

Ning Bei stopped his imagination in time, and replied with two words: It's okay.

This time I didn’t forget to add a laughing emoji.

But after sending it out, I regretted it again, this emoji is too silly.

He couldn't help but want to scold himself.

But I saw Nan Xia's news coming back soon:

Well, I thought you were estranged from me. When I picked you up that day, you looked cold.

Ning Bei: Because you mistook me.

Nan Xia: My sister is wrong, is Xiao Bei willing to forgive her?

Her tone was almost coaxing, and Ning Bei subconsciously straightened his legs, feeling comfortable all over.

Ning Bei: I will never be angry with you.

Nan Xia then replied him with an emoji stroking the puppy's head.

Ning Bei blushed again.

He remembered the friend application he had misread just now.

She called him Puppy.

Why is he so mean, mistakenly thinking that Nan Xia called him a puppy, yet he still laughs like that?

But Ning Bei stared at this emoji for a long time. His hand gently touched the dog's head, and the puppy smiled happily.

Like he just did.

Ning Bei: …

Inexplicable irritability, inexplicable shame, and inexplicable...excitement.

Ning Bei long-pressed the emoji and secretly saved it.

Nan Xia: Let's go out to have dinner together on weekends, and treat it as my sister's compensation.

Ning Bei typed quickly with his fingers: I invite you.

Nan Xia: Xiaobei is obedient, sister please.

As long as she called him Xiao Bei, Ning Bei would have no resistance.

Ning Bei: Good.

Nan Xia: Good night, go to bed early.

Ning Bei: Good night.

The conversation came to an end temporarily, but Ning Bei's eyes did not move away from the dialog box. The bright screen light shone on his pitch-black eyes, and the pupils shone brightly.

After a while, Ning Bei turned off the phone and held it in his arms.

On Saturday morning, only Ning Bei and Jiang Chen got up early in the dormitory.

Ning Bei tidied himself up neatly, wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers. He is already a model with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and any clothes on his body are the icing on the cake.

When he was standing in front of the window and arranging his hair against the reflection, he saw Jiang Chen spraying something.

Ning Bei looked away, Jiang Chen blinked at him with a clear look, and then handed out the perfume in his hand.

"Very light masculine fragrance, girls like it best."

Ning Bei hesitated for a while.

Jiang Chen said again: "Don't pull it down."

Ning Bei: "Come on."

However, when going out, Ning Bei regretted for the hundredth time.

He was afraid that Nan Xia would smell the perfume on his body and ask him why he was wearing perfume, but he was also afraid that Nan Xia would not smell it at all because she didn't care about him.

This kind of thinking is like turning him into a pancake on an iron pan, tormenting on both sides.

When he arrived at Nan Xiading's restaurant by bus, he had already seen Nan Xia through the outer glass.

Ning Bei took three steps in parallel and quickly walked into the restaurant.

He walked to the side of the table, and Nan Xia immediately looked up and noticed him.

Ning Bei's heart beat faster, and he was about to sit across from him when he realized that Nan Xia gently grabbed his wrist.

Ning Bei's eyes froze, seeing Nan Xia sitting on the inner side, and said to him:

"Sit on the side first, there is only one menu to order."

Ning Bei pursed his lips and nodded. Then he threw the bag across the street.

"Just tell me what you want to eat, you're welcome." Nan Xia raised her head and smiled at him, then looked down at the menu again.

Ning Bei hardly dared to move, because Nan Xia was too close to him at this time.

An extra millimeter of arm would be able to stick to his arm, and he even felt that he could feel Nan Xia's body temperature.

His forehead started to sweat again, and Ning Bei didn't pay any more attention to ordering food.

He secretly glanced at Nan Xia on one side. Today she was wearing a light blue knitted blouse with a short skirt and Martin boots underneath. The earrings are a gold hanging style, and the lipstick doesn't quite show the color.

so beautiful.

Why is it so beautiful.

No matter how hard Ning Bei told himself not to stare, he couldn't control it.

It's like being bewitched.

It was also like when Nan Xia came to visit his house every year, he hid behind the crack of the door and peeked.

It was the first time he was so close to her.

"What do you want to eat?" Nan Xia suddenly raised her head and looked at him.

"Anything is fine."

"Really all right?"

"Really..." Before Ning Bei finished speaking, he suddenly saw Nan Xia leaning towards him.

As if trying to maintain balance, Nan Xia's slightly cool fingers rested lightly on his arm.

Soft and smooth, like a piece of silk falling on his arm.