Last night, Jiang Wei slept extremely unsteadily. In the room next door, a certain fellow kept sending her messages, insisting that she say again what she had just said. He said he wanted to record it and listen to it as his morning alarm. Jiang Wei was too lazy to respond to his craziness. She curled up in her quilt, and set her phone to silent.
Unexpectedly, that guy was still not willing to give up. Seeing that Jiang Wei had not replied to his messages for a long time, Yi Ming simply knocked on the wall and called out, "Jiang Little Wei, I know you're not asleep yet. Don't try to deceive a kind and cute boy."
Jiang Wei chuckled. A boy? He really saw himself as a youthful middle school student!
"Jiang Little Wei, do you know that in the more than ten years we've known each other, you've rarely complimented me!"
Yi Ming seemed to have some grievances on the other side of the wall. "You'd rather compliment other boys for being reliable, studious, and having good personalities, but you're not willing to say 'Awesome!' when I come first in the grade. Look at you, how heartless!"
When Jiang Wei heard Yi Ming's words, her heart stirred involuntarily.
Thinking about it, she did always fail to open her heart to Yi Ming in all these years due to her own insecurities and fear of losing him.
In fact, in her heart, her Yi Ming was too good, as good as the only ray of light in the darkness. As long as he was there, her heart would feel warm, and she would slowly learn to be brave because of his existence.
Jiang Wei liked dancing, but for her, it was not a suitable hobby.
In fact, few people knew about Jiang Wei’s condition.
Jiang Wei suffered from balance disorders, so when she chose dance as her major, it was always Yi Ming behind her, encouraging and supporting her.
Yi Ming never stinted on his compliments for her:
"Oh my, my Jiang Little Wei dances so awesomely that I almost get dizzy. No way, next time before you dance, you gotta tell me first, bro's gotta take some heart-saving pills in advance."
"Speaking of the true experience of a fairy peacock descending to earth, oh I say Jiang Little Wei, what do you think if I make this my dissertation topic in the future? I have a dancing peacock fairy at home, I'm an expert in this!"
And so on, and so forth.
In contrast, Jiang Wei’s introverted and lonely personality meant that she rarely encouraged Yi Ming when he needed it.
Come to think of it, she did seem to have let her "little sun" down quite a bit...
Thinking of this, Jiang Wei crawled out of her quilt again with rustling noises. She took out her phone and gently said to WeChat, "Stop shouting, if you keep shouting the grandpas and grandmas upstairs and downstairs will come looking for you again."
"Hehe, Jiang Little Wei, I knew you weren't asleep."
"With you shouting like this, even if I wanted to sleep I wouldn't be able to."
Jiang Wei said helplessly with a laugh.
"Jiang Little Wei, what do you think about when you can't sleep?"
Yi Ming softened his voice, which was low and very nice to listen to.
"Um... counting sheep."
"What about after counting sheep if you still can't fall asleep?"
"Then look at math problems."
"......"
Yi Ming was a little speechless looking at his phone. He held down the voice button and continued, "Do you want to ask what I think about when I can't fall asleep?"
Jiang Wei obediently asked, "What do you think about?"
"Thinking of you!"
Yi Ming's laughing voice came swiftly. Jiang Wei was stunned, and her ears turned red all at once.
"Going to sleep."
"Remember to think of me."
"I won't think of you."
"You will."
"I won't think of you."
"You definitely will..."