Plum sauce wine: ah
Plum sauce wine: Can I ask why
Xie Jiaran didn't want to say more, and replied briefly:
Jia agreed: It is not appropriate to do so. I was not thoughtful enough for not bringing it up earlier.
Jia agreed: I'm sorry to have delayed you for so long. As compensation, I will give you a free headshot.
Plum Sauce Wine: Oh, that’s it, it’s okay, ma’am!
Plum sauce wine: The deposit is not refundable! I am very happy to have a date with my wife! Let's put it this way, my wife will still draw my boyfriend, but no need to mix the two! Just beautify him as much as possible!
After Xie Jiaran agreed, he apologized again and went back to the records to save the photo of the girl's boyfriend that she had sent him before.
When he passed Liang Sunian's classroom again, the class was over. He glanced inside and saw no one, so he stood on the small balcony next to the door and lowered his head to send a message.
"How did you know I was taking classes here?"
Liang Sunian came out quickly, holding a roster in his hand which he had not put down in time.
Xie Jiaran handed over the milk tea: "I was in class next door and saw you when I passed by."
"For me?" Liang Sunian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Xie Jiaran nodded.
In fact, he couldn't explain why he bought this cup of milk tea. Seeing Liang Su Nian staring at him, he was afraid that he would ask a question that he couldn't answer, so he had to change the subject first: "This?"
He pointed to the roster and asked, "Does your class have any group activities?"
"Yes." Liang Sunian said, "There are exams next week, so the class activities have been moved forward to this weekend. We just decided to go to Huashan to soak in the hot springs."
Xie Jiaran: "This weekend? But today is already Friday, is it still possible to book a hotel?"
Liang Sunian waved his hand and said, "It's okay. My family owns a small hotel over there. I've already called and reserved a room."
"... ..."
Huashan is one of the best resort towns in the country. How could a hotel built there be a small hotel
Xie Jiaran was silent for half a second before asking again: "Are we leaving today?"
"Yeah, I have to rush back to the dormitory to pack my things after class."
Liang Sunian paused for a moment and suddenly asked, "Do you have anything to do this weekend? If not, would you like to go with us? It's quite fun over there, and you can stay in the same room with me."
"No thanks." Xie Jiaran refused: "I have a group project to do this weekend, you have fun."
What's more, it was their class activity, what could he, an outsider, do by following them
"Okay." Liang Sunian didn't force it: "The market over there is very unique. I'll take some photos and send them to the dormitory group. If you like anything, send me a message and I'll bring it back to you."
He turned back to the classroom, walked two steps and remembered something, turned back and waved at him, smiling: "By the way, thank you for the milk tea, next time it's my turn to treat you."
Xie Jiaran slowly withdrew his gaze from his face, lowered his eyelids, and scratched the back of his hand unconsciously.
"You're welcome."
Li Tang went with Shen Xuehao to participate in a club social activity and would not be back until ten o'clock at the latest. Liang Sunian had also left for Huashan, and Xie Jiaran became the left-behind child of 305 as usual.
After school, after having dinner with Lin Shan, he did not rush back to the dormitory, but went to the studio alone to continue painting the unfinished drawing of the basketball court.
Carefully refining the line drawings and laying the base colors, he concentrated on thinking about the intersection of light and shadow, but ignored the discomfort in his body that gradually worsened as time passed.
—Until his palm trembled under the heavy burden and the paintbrush fell to the ground.
Tsk, here it comes again.
He exhaled irritably, closed his eyes to endure the moment, picked up the pen and continued painting.
I don’t know if it’s because the people in the paintings attracted too much of his attention, but he felt more and more uncomfortable the more he painted.
The immersive painting therapy was ultimately a failure.
I changed the manuscript to the one about plum sauce wine to divert my attention, and the progress was much smoother and faster. Unfortunately, the physical discomfort was not relieved much.
He took a picture of the sketch and sent it to Mei Zi Jiang Jiu, turned off his phone, rubbed his arms vigorously, packed up his things and quickly returned to the dormitory.
Messages were buzzing all the way, and Mei Zi Jiang Jiu praised nearly thirty messages in one breath while looking at a draft.
Xie Jiaran washed his face with cold water, opened Weibo, confirmed with the other party that there was nothing that needed to be changed, then turned off his phone again and threw it on the table. He went to bed and wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.
I slept until almost eight o'clock.
It was almost dark outside and the lights in the dormitory were not on. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, trying hard to isolate himself from the bizarre and chaotic dream.
The symptoms still did not improve.
His arms and the backs of his hands were burning with pain. He got out of bed and turned on the light, only to see that they were covered with red marks made by his fingernails in his sleep.
I closed my eyes, turned around, got my pajamas from the closet and prepared to take another cold shower. I went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, only to discover something that undoubtedly made the situation worse - the water supply was cut off.
"... ..."
Xie Jiaran stood on the balcony holding his clothes in a trance, doubting his life.
The cell phone, which had been neglected for a long time, started buzzing and vibrating again.
Liang Sunian had already arrived at the very distinctive market and was posting pictures to the dormitory group.
In the past years: Come on, my dears, if there is anything you like, let me know and I will bring it to you. If you miss this opportunity, you will never find it again.
Li Tang and Shen Xuehao, who claimed to be busy with club activities, responded faster than anyone else.
In no time, they circled out more than ten things and took full advantage of the situation. In the end, they did not forget to add an emoticon of thanking the boss to show their deep gratitude.
Liang Sunian said he received it, but after waiting for a while, Xie Jiaran didn't say anything, so he thought he didn't see it because he was in the group message and didn't disturb it, so he specially tagged him: Teacher Xie, do you like any of them╰(*°▽°*)╯
Is there anyone Xie Jiaran likes
Of course.
On the screen was an enlarged photo of a jade pendant with an exquisite knot.
However, in Xie Jiaran's eyes, no matter how exquisite the object was, he could only see the hand with its outstretched palm holding the peace locket.
He pinched his wrist hard, thinking, if I say that I like the owner of this hand, can he be brought to me immediately
Liang Sunian didn't wait for Xie Jiaran's reply in the group, but received a private message.
x. : Liang Sunian, can I borrow one of your clothes
Su Xi Nian Nian: Okay, but what’s wrong
x. ：I don’t feel well.
Seeing the reply, Liang Sunian was stunned for half a second, and almost instantly understood what he meant.
I looked up at the time and it was already half past eight.
Based on his understanding of Xie Jiaran, if she wasn't feeling extremely uncomfortable, she would never send him a message when he was out playing.
He was about to type with his brows furrowed when Xiao Chi beside him suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my god, the water supply in school has been cut off!"
"What?" he asked, turning around.
"The water supply has been cut off." Xiao Chi showed him his phone. "According to a notice sent out half an hour ago, there will be a water outage in the entire school from 8 o'clock tonight to 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. Fortunately, we are out playing, otherwise we wouldn't even be able to take a shower tonight."
“Tsk!”
Liang Sunian rubbed his temples, lowered his head and quickly typed out a reply:
Su Xi Nian: Xie Jiaran, my closet door is not locked, you can wear whatever you want, or you can just sleep on my bed, it’s up to you.
Then he put away his phone and said to Xiao Chi, "I have something to do and I have to go back to school immediately. Please tell the monitor for me. If you need anything, just tell the hotel my name. I'm leaving now."
Xiao Chi: “???”
After Xie Jiaran put on Liang Sunian's clothes, he realized how naive he was.
This method is futile.
Not only did it fail to relieve his discomfort as expected, but it seemed to awaken something, causing his symptoms to suddenly worsen.
The torturous itch spread all over his body, like a villain who had succeeded in his mission, so arrogant that it almost burst through his skin.
But take it off...
Okay, he had successfully backed himself into a dilemma.
He didn't dare to dream of Liang Sunian's bed. His legs were so weak that he couldn't even climb onto his own bed. He could only lie on the table and breathe deeply.
With his back to the empty dormitory, Xie Jiaran buried his face in his arms, feeling weak and insecure.
I don't know whether I was asleep or not. I heard the door opening in a half-awake state and tried hard to open my eyes.
The shadows flickered, and someone dug him out from his arms, touched his face and forehead, and asked him with uneven breathing: "Xie Jiaran, how are you?"
A very familiar voice.
The taste is familiar, and the touch is familiar.
Xie Jiaran closed his eyes, and the blur in his vision gradually dissipated, and the other person's anxious expression finally came into clear view.
"... Liang Sunian?" He called him in a hoarse voice.
"It's me. What else is bothering you—"
Before he could say a word, the other party grabbed his neck and threw him into his arms.
Just like a lost ship finally finding a lighthouse, Xie Jiaran used almost all his strength to hug Liang Sunian tightly, fearing that he would lose the longed-for light in the next second.
She buried her head in the crook of his neck and rubbed it, a mixture of grievance and dependence overwhelming him.
This is a feeling I have never experienced before, of being needed by someone so strongly that I can't live without him.
Liang Sunian was stunned.
The next second, she raised her arms without hesitation, wrapped them around the boy's thin waist and pressed him towards her, then hugged him back with even greater strength to give him the greatest sense of security.
"Be good, it's okay, don't be afraid."
"I'm back."