At around 7 o'clock the next morning, the bright sunshine had already covered the east wall of the second dormitory building of Nanyue University. Early-washed students also stepped on their bicycles downstairs and staggered to carry the girl they liked.

But not everyone can get up so early, and most dormitories are still closed with the doors tightly, and there seems to be no movement.

This is the case in the 506 dormitory. The curtains are covered without leaving any gaps, the sunlight outside cannot shine in, the indoor room is as dark as night, the air conditioner's quiet air conditioner, accompanied by the smell of wine that has not yet dissipated and the snoring of the thunder and the snoring of the tractor engine, it seems that it is a good time to sleep!

Jiang Yuan is different from Lei Zhentian, who sleeps like a pig, and Fang Hexu. He is a typical good student who is diligent in studying and never skips classes. And if it weren't for Shi Yun's presence, he wouldn't be willing to go to the Internet cafe yesterday.

So, at around 7:20, the phone vibrated beside the pillow, and Jiang Yuan woke up rubbing his eyes.

He still felt like usual, getting up early, running to the bathroom and putting on a large size, then brushing his teeth and coming out of the bathroom, coming to Yang Yan's bed, raising his left hand high, patting the edge of the bed, and said vaguely: "Get up, Yanzi, it's the Great Devil's opening report class in the morning..."

The dormitory of Nanyue University is a four-person room, with a standard style of going to bed and leaving the table. However, Jiangyuan is not as tall as Lei Zhentian, and there is no way to see the situation on the bed.

Jiang Yuan called several times, but there was no feedback. Instead, he woke up Fang Hexu, who was connected to Yang Yan's bed, was connected to Yang Yan.

Fang Hexu got out of the quilt with a messy head and thin upper body, leaned out his head and narrowed his sleepy eyes, and looked at Jiang Yuan in annoyance.

The air conditioner in the dormitory was turned on very low. Fang Hexu lifted the quilt and wrapped himself up. Then he rubbed his eyes and said, "Jiang Yuan! Early in the morning, what's your name? Yanzi... Yanzi is not in bed at all?"

"Yanzi is not on the bed?" Jiang Yuan pulled out his toothbrush and looked at Fang Hexu in surprise. He said vaguely with foam in his mouth, "How is it possible? I was the first to get up! Yanzi was not in the toilet either..."

"Gaha? It's a quarrel early in the morning... It hurts my head..." Lei Zhentian was also awakened by them. He raised his slightly heavy head, squeezed his brows and eyelids to complain helplessly. He had slept enough, and even started to sing Northeast dialect in a daze.

About a few minutes later, Lei Zhentian heard the earth-shaking scream outside the 506 dormitory: "Damn, did we leave Yanzi last night?"

The birds scattered in the corridor, leaving behind a vast white fence.

...

Yang Yan, who was just remembered by these brothers, was still lying in the soft "comfortable" garbage dump. After he fell asleep drunk last night, he had a relatively difficult dream: at first it seemed that he had traveled through time and turned into a lonely warrior...

Just like a samurai in the sunset, he was wearing clogs and carrying a broad sword, walking in the deserted and deserted desert. He was very thirsty, but the desert was endless. He walked for a long time and could not find an oasis where he could drink a sip of water.

Later, Yang Yan didn't know when and what he had experienced in the middle, and there was a weak and helpless kitten in his arms for no reason. Of course, Yang Yan didn't care, so he subconsciously protected it in his arms, holding a sword in his hand to fight against the monsters that came from the desert.

Gradually, I don’t know when the desert turned into a swamp, and Yang Yan couldn’t move forward. Moreover, the swamp was so stinking that it smelled so bad that he was dizzy, but Yang Yan did not give up. He held the kitten and continued to trek hard...

The dream lasted for a long time until a hand reached out to Yang Yan's face and nose, and then grabbed his shoulder and shook it gently while Yang Yan was half-dream and half awake.

"Um...um..." Yang Yan, whose head was shaken to ache, finally woke up. He hummed with his nose, frowned in a daze and opened half of his eyes.

In the bright sky, a few white clouds floated lazily...

The two rows of clouds were scattering, which were the traces of the plane passing by...

As we approach, there are mottled walls and shaking branches and leaves...

His eyes gradually opened, gradually returned to the scorching, and finally fell on a pretty face.

Although the other party was so serious that he was not smiling, he was not the kind of internet celebrity face with a pointed chin, but Yang Yan was still stunned.

First of all, the short hair with ears gives people a kind of ease and free manner, without any makeup or decoration. With a plain face facing the sky, there must be a trace of seductive delicacy, but the clear and clean eyes are still bright and shaky, which makes people feel panicked.

Yang Yan looked at him foolishly, his dizzy head seemed to have crashed for a moment, and he could not respond.

The other party couldn't help frowning, and turned to stare at him like he was scrutinizing the suspect, and asked seriously: "Comrade, I am a police officer from Shaping Street Police Station. I received a call from the masses... Why are you lying in this garbage dump with your children? Is there anything you need help?"

Yang Yan had already come back to his senses when she frowned, because he was not blind. When his eyes moved away from the other person's face, he saw the blue and black tones, heroic police uniform, and the circle of melon-eating people around him...

A man in a suit and ties, carrying a bag, a power supply bureau worker in a work uniform, and some old men and women in groceries carrying large bags and small bags, and a little boy in a terrible head and brain that was pulled by the old man...

They were buzzing and discussing something, and Yang Yan felt a little dizzy and couldn't hear it clearly.

Wait, what did this police sister say just now? Trash pile?

Yang Yan finally smelled the disgusting stench behind him... It was not the swamp where he needed to challenge, but it was really like the policeman in front of him said, he slept in the garbage dump!

It's still true, it's just...

Sleeping in the garbage dump?

How could I sleep in the garbage?

What's going on?

Without even caring about tidying up his confused head and figuring out what was going on, nor did he care about the surprise and laughing eyes of the melon-eating crowds beside him, Yang Yan hurriedly got up.

While patting some garbage on his body with his free right hand, he lowered his head and did not dare to look directly into the beautiful eyes of the female policeman.

Yang Yan felt that his face was so hot that he wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

However, after being stimulated, Yang Yan's thoughts became much clearer. Although his head was still a little dizzy, it did not prevent him from thinking: "No! How could I sleep here?"

Yang Yan didn't pay attention, and at this moment he was muttering.

The female policeman heard this, looked at Yang Yan's confused look and frowned slightly. She said in a deep voice: "This is exactly what I asked you just now, why do you sleep on the street with your children?"

child?

Yang Yan was a little confused.

At this time, the noisy discussions from the audience around him also came into Yang Yan's ears.

"It must be because I've been drinking, and I can smell it from afar."

"It's too irresponsible to take your kids to drink!"

"Is he a father like this? If my son-in-law does this, I will immediately break his leg..."

"The child is so pitiful, come on with such a father."

Father?Child?(O_O)?

Yang Yan was stunned for a moment. When he looked down, he realized that he had been holding the cat's left hand, and he was actually holding a swaddle cloth with a small face inside...

Child!(#?Д?)

Yang Yan looked at the baby with a slightly flushed face in his arms, and looked at the thin eyelids and small mouth that were as tightly closed as if they were no longer alive. His head, which had finally woken up, suddenly turned into a mess.

You know, Yang Yan was confused just now and thought he was just holding a kitten, so he was just holding the child in his arms like the lonely warrior in his dream holding the kitten on his way!

Now, Yang Yan was stunned, how could he dare to do such a dangerous move? He was afraid that he would not hold it firmly, and even afraid that he would hurt the baby who looked very fragile. He hurriedly held it with both hands, as if facing a big bomb that could explode at any time, cautiously, but his body was still a little trembling, and his head turned left and right, at a loss.

He has never encountered such a situation!

For no reason, how could a child suddenly be in his arms?

Yang Yan, whose head is as confused as a paste, doesn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Yang Yan raised his eyes and met the female policeman.

Leave it to the country!

"Comrade Police, you have to help me..." Yang Yan held the baby's cradle with both hands, as if holding a priceless antique. He was helpless and cautiously approached the female policeman.

The female policeman didn't expect Yang Yan to react like this. She was caught off guard and subconsciously stretched out her hand. Yang Yan handed over the cradle. Of course, he was still a little worried. He took one hand back and the other hand was still gently holding it under the cradle.

"What are you doing?" The female policeman reacted, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and scolded with a clear voice.

Yang Yan quickly put away his left hand that was still stretched out there, scratched his head awkwardly, and said in a hoarse voice: "No, comrade police, listen to my explanation... I really don't know what this child is! I'm not a human trafficker, I'm just drunk... Yes, I remembered that I drank last night..."

The female policeman was confused by Yang Yan's words. She frowned and was about to sort out Yang Yan's words. But when she lowered her head, she was a little angry when she saw the child stuffed by Yang Yan, and asked, "What do you mean? Are you irresponsible?"

Before the female policeman finished asking, among the crowd watching, an aunt carrying vegetables couldn't help but remind them: "Girl, young man, child, look at the child! When someone called the police just now, I saw that she seemed to have a fever. She had been lying outside for so long and had a blushing face. This was amazing, it would burn out..."

The aunt's worried words made Yang Yan and the female policeman stop arguing.

Yang Yan also looked down at the child who was sent to the policewoman's arms by him. He didn't notice just now that the baby's small face was a little wrinkled. Although his eyelashes were slender and beautiful, his closed eyelids, pale and dry lips made Yang Yan's heart tugged!

As the aunt said, the baby seemed to be sick!

Yang Yan became anxious. He raised his head, looked at the female policeman, and said anxiously: "Comrade Police, let's call the police, no, no, let's call 120!"

The female policeman's bright eyes that left a deep impression on Yang Yan still made it difficult for Yang Yan to look directly at her. In a panic, he was a little incoherent and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's too late to call 120 now..." The female policeman shook her head first, then looked at Yang Yan with a little suspiciousness.

Yang Yan's dodging eyes and his dirty face showed no false worry. The female policeman could see clearly that a trace of doubts emerged in her heart.

But now is not the time to explore. After reminding her by the aunt, she knew that her child’s condition could not be delayed.

"What should I do?" Yang Yan asked silly.

"My car is in front." The female policeman showed her eyes and slapped Yang Yan fiercely, and said angrily, "Why are you still standing there? Hold your child, I'll drive, hurry up, go to the hospital!"

The female policeman just now was still serious, but now she is anxious, and some of her true temperaments are revealed.

The baby's condition was important, and Yang Yan also understood that he didn't care about understanding his condition. He nodded as he spoke and reached out to pick up the cradle in the female policeman's arms.

Yang Yan slept in the garbage dump all night. Although he was not thrown on him by someone, he was still smelly. When he approached, the female policeman frowned.
Chapter completed!