After coming out of the community, they did not rush back to Jincheng, but just walked quietly along the tree-lined avenue.
The rain has stopped, but the road is still wet. The dead leaves have been blown to the ground by the wind and have not been cleared yet. They make a slight wet sound when you step on them.
They walked through the green forest, the park entrance, and then turned onto the riverside road.
No one spoke, they just listened to the occasional horn sounds and walked slowly and leisurely.
It was aimless, seemingly just a walk to digest the food after dinner.
After crossing a stone bridge, Xie Jiaran slowed down his pace as he watched the street corner on the opposite side gradually becoming bustling again.
“There used to be a coffee shop there.”
He looked in the other person's direction and suddenly said, "The cakes in the store are delicious, especially the red velvet and tiramisu."
"I went there often when I was in high school. Sometimes when there were few people in the store, I would finish my homework inside before going home."
"I also met Lu Shang in there a few times."
He remembered: "But my mother always accompanied him. They sat by the window. From the time they entered until they finished eating and left, they never noticed that I was there."
Liang Sunian looked in the direction and found that there was no trace of the coffee shop there. Several stores had been merged into one large supermarket.
Xie Jiaran can still remember the taste of the red velvet cake in the coffee shop, which was better than any other place.
It’s even better than Lu Shang’s birthday cake.
"elder brother."
He lowered his eyelashes to hide the confusion and bewilderment in his eyes: "Why do I always seem to be the one who is not needed?"
His question was not answered immediately.
Just a slight pinch on the earlobe.
Liang Sunian raised his chin in one direction and suddenly said, "Of course, I think I saw your school."
He held his hand again: "Take me to your school, okay?"
At this time, students in the school are preparing for evening self-study.
Xie Jiaran had an alumni pass, so he signed it with the guard and brought Liang Sunian into the school smoothly.
Miancheng Middle School is very big.
It is a national key school, and it accepts not only students from the city, but also students from all over the country. There are nearly eighty classes in one grade at most, so the school has to continue to expand.
Liang Sunian followed Xie Jiaran for only half of the way before he began to wonder: "Ranran, have we been here before?"
He pointed to the teaching building next to it: "This building looks familiar. I think I have seen it before."
Xie Jiaran finally smiled for the first time since leaving home.
Pulling him back a few steps, he pointed to another teaching building hidden by green bushes: "Brother, that should be the one you are talking about, right?"
Liang Sunian compared the two sides and said, "It's ok that the surrounding greenery is the same, but how come even the orientation is exactly the same?"
“Formulaic architecture is like this, symmetry is the only beauty.”
“Is it symmetrical?”
"From a bird's-eye view, everything is symmetrical."
"... ..."
The science and engineering man expressed his incomprehension: "Who would look down from the sky all day long for no reason? If the school is built like this, will students really not get lost during class?"
"I couldn't find the way at first." Xie Jiaran said, "It will be fine after a while."
The bell for evening self-study rang, and students of all grades returned to the classroom one after another. The huge campus soon became empty.
Xie Jiaran took Liang Sunian and walked slowly along the road near the wall, passing the cafeteria, the playground, the auditorium, and then to the teaching building where his former class was located.
"Look, my classroom."
Xie Jiaran pointed to the center of the third floor and said, "We were in that classroom for three years of high school."
"The third floor?" Liang Sunian asked.
"Yes, Class 32 of Senior High School." Xie Jiaran said, "But it shouldn't be the case now. It's the school's custom to readjust the classroom arrangement after each graduating class."
“That’s great.”
Student Xiao Liang sighed and expressed envy: "Unlike me, my classrooms were all on the sixth floor for three years of high school. Every day when I went up, I didn't want to come down, and when I came down, I didn't want to go up. I bought a bottle of water and drank it, but before I climbed back to the classroom, I was thirsty again. It was miserable."
"Does that mean we can't play basketball?"
"Of course not."
Liang Sunian shook his finger and said, "Of course I still have to play basketball. Even if the building is twelve stories high and there is no elevator, it can't stop me from running to the basketball court."
"... ..."
It can be seen that my boyfriend really loves basketball.
I just don't know which one is more important, strawberry-flavored ice cream or not.
They continued walking forward. Liang Sunian casually glanced at a classroom he passed by. After he passed by, he pulled Xie Jiaran's hand and said, "Of course, I suddenly regret not transferring to another school."
Xie Jiaran glanced at him: "Xiao Liang, aren't you afraid of going to a vocational and technical college?"
Liang Sunian said: "But I missed the age when you wore school uniforms."
The school uniform of Mianzhong is the regular blue and white color combination, nothing special, but for some reason, he felt that it would look good if Xie Jiaran wore it.
Xie Jiaran heard the regret hidden in his words and his heart was slightly moved.
It seems that his school uniform is still at home and he hasn't thrown it away. There is no winter or summer uniform. If my boyfriend really wants to see it, it's not impossible for him to...
Realizing his own thoughts, Xie Jiaran's eyes flickered and he suddenly became uncomfortable.
No, what is he thinking
He is not a high school student anymore, so it would be weird for him to wear a school uniform on purpose. Besides, he cannot wear it outside. He can only wear it at home when the two of us are alone...
Even more weird!
"Really?"
Liang Sunian suddenly scratched his cheek: "What funny things are you thinking about? Why is your neck red?"
"Ah? No, no."
A slight stumble would make him seem even more guilty.
Facing Liang Sunian's curious gaze, he quickly turned his brain and brought up his previous doubts as a tool to change the subject: "I'm just wondering, what do you like best, basketball or strawberry ice cream?"
"this?"
Liang Su Nian raised his eyebrows and hissed, "Baby, the pre-selection is wrong."
"ah?"
Just as Xie Jiaran uttered a monosyllable of confusion, someone tapped him twice quickly between the eyebrows.
Liang Sunian took back his hand and smiled brightly: "This is obviously my favorite."
"... ..."
So annoying.
Even though I knew it was a trick of the Steel Plate Spirit, I still couldn't help but let a small ball of brilliant fireworks explode in my heart.
"Jia Ran?"
Suddenly, a tentative shout came from above my head.
When Xie Jiaran heard the voice, he looked up and saw Mr. Lin, who taught him oil painting in high school, standing on the second-floor balcony looking down.
Before they knew it, they had already reached the art building.
"Oh, it's really you, Jiaran!"
Teacher Lin confirmed that it was him and quickly smiled: "I thought I recognized the wrong person!"
He gestured downstairs and said cheerfully, "Are you in a hurry to leave? Come on, come on, come up and talk to the teacher."
Xie Jiaran nodded, looked at Liang Sunian, and took him upstairs.
"It's been several years since you graduated, right?"
Teacher Lin held the thermos cup and smiled kindly: "How are your life and studies? Is everything going well?"
"Yeah." Xie Jiaran nodded obediently: "It went very smoothly. Thank you for your concern, teacher."
"Well, why are you being so polite to the teacher?"
Teacher Lin said, "You don't know. I was so proud of you for getting into Tsinghua University. I showed off to other teachers in the office every day. They were so annoyed by me that they almost stopped taking me out for dinner."
"Later, when we saw you winning awards one after another, not only me, but all the teachers in our art department walked with their heads held high, especially when teachers from other schools came during the joint entrance exam. Everyone had to show off our favorite student."
"Thank you for the praise, teacher."
"No way." Teacher Lin waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, not at all. You are just smart and talented. Why don't you let people say anything?"
They have a good teacher-student relationship and they haven't seen each other for a long time, so they can bring up many topics once they talk.
After chatting for a while, the joy faded and Teacher Lin noticed Xiao Liang, a student standing next to him.
"Are you bringing your friends back to school to play?"
"Well, I happened to be passing by on my way home on the weekend, so I wanted to come in and take a look."
Xiao Liang, who had been quietly serving as a background board, knew that it was time for him to speak up: "Hello, Teacher Lin. I am Ranran's college classmate. My last name is Liang. You can just call me Xiao Liang."
"College classmate? He is also a student of Tsinghua University."
Perhaps it’s a common occupational disease among teachers, they always unconsciously develop a liking for outstanding students: “Is Xiao Liang also an art student?”
"I want to, too, but unfortunately I never had the talent since I was young."
Student Xiao Liang said regretfully: "Last time I drew a strawberry, Teacher Xiao Xie taught me step by step for half an hour but I still couldn't learn it. I guess my artistic cells were digested before they were born."
Teacher Lin was amused by him and laughed out loud. Holding the thermos cup, he comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay. There are thousands of jobs in the world, and art is not a bad choice."
"I think so, too."
Liang Sunian smiled and said, "Although I am not good at art, my family members are, so it should be no problem for us to complement each other."
As he said this, he glanced at his little artist, who was also glancing at him, with the corners of his eyes slightly curved, looking both well-behaved and pretty.
Teacher Lin: "That's right, it's the same as raising a cat. One artist in a family is enough. If there are too many, there will be fights."
These words touched Liang Sunian's heart.
He does have a cat, too.
A cute and pretty little cat that can draw and wants to be hugged.
Teacher Lin wanted to say something when there was a rustling noise at the classroom door.
Looking back, I saw a few naughty students leaning on the door frame with half of their faces showing, watching curiously.
Seeing that he was discovered, he did not feel guilty, but asked enthusiastically: "Teacher Lin, are these two your sons? Aren't they so handsome?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Teacher Lin patted his thermos cup and said, "I've finished the homework I assigned you, and you're just slacking off here?"
"It's a halftime break, hehe, change your mind and find some inspiration."
"You are the only one who has too many things to do. Go back and continue painting for me..."
"Hey, of course."
Liang Su Nian took advantage of this opportunity to gently bump into the person next to him: "Why do I feel like meeting your teacher is more like meeting your parents than meeting your mother?"
Xie Jiaran whispered: "Teacher Lin has always been a very nice person. She has taken good care of me since I was in school."
Liang Sunian: "I know."
Xie Jiaran: "You know?"
"yes."
Liang Sunian said as a matter of course: "With a student as likable as you, if I were a teacher, I would definitely like you the most."
Xie Jiaran poked his arm: "... ... Why are you becoming more and more slick?"
"Is speaking the truth also called being glib?"
Liang Sunian said innocently: "But I really like you the most."
"By the way, Jiaran."
Teacher Lin suddenly turned around, and Xie Jiaran quickly retracted his hand and stood up like a minor who was secretly in love: "Teacher, I'm here."
In my peripheral vision, Xiao Liang was tilting his head to look downstairs, with his fist pressed to his lips to hide the smile on his face.
"Are you in a hurry to leave?" asked Teacher Lin.
Xie Jiaran: "It's not urgent, teacher, is there anything I can help you with?"
Teacher Lin: "It's like this. I happened to be teaching about color in class. You have always been very good at color, so I thought, I would like you to come into the classroom and draw a simple light and shadow example, which can also be regarded as an encouragement to your juniors. Do you think it's okay?"
Xie Jiaran nodded: "Okay."
"That's great! Come on, come in!"
Teacher Lin happily went to help him prepare the painting tools. Xie Jiaran looked at Liang Sunian and said, "Brother, can you wait for me for a while?"
"no problem."
Liang Sunian helped him tidy up the small tuft of hair on his head that was blown up by the wind, and nodded with satisfaction after looking at it: "Go, Teacher Xie."
Teacher Lin had been planning to introduce his favorite student to these bastards, but he didn't expect that as soon as Xie Jiaran entered the classroom, someone exclaimed, "F*ck! Senior Xie?! Alive!"
As soon as one person started, others followed. The classroom was filled with exclamations. Many students in the back rows even stood up and looked forward, whispering to each other. It was very lively.
"Do you know Jiaran?" Teacher Lin was surprised.
"Yes!" a girl said loudly, "Anyone who has visited the school forum must know Senior Xie, right?"
“It’s also on the Art Association’s official website!”
"Senior is even prettier than in the photo!"
"I really didn't expect that one day I would be able to meet you in person. I'm so excited. Senior, I'm your idol! Bah! You're my idol!"
"Senior, can I take a picture? I want to post it on my Moments and Facebook. Let those little bastards who skipped class today be envious and regret it!"
"Senior, are you here to substitute for us?!"
... ...
Xie Jiaran was not good at dealing with this kind of occasion. He could only purse his lips and smile quietly. Facing the bustling room, he seemed a little powerless.
"Alright, alright, be quiet."
In the end, it was still up to Teacher Lin to maintain order: "Since we know each other, I won't introduce myself to you."
"Your senior Xie is not here to substitute for you. I just grabbed him to paint a scene for you. Don't think too much. From now on, I will still be the one teaching you."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Teacher Lin turned on the projector, then smiled and tapped the blackboard: "Okay, be quiet. Since you know Jia Ran, you should know where Jia Ran's professional level is. Watch and learn well. If you miss this time, there will be no next time."
"Okay, I promise to study how long it takes to cross the river with Li Bai's ultimate skill!"
"The mobile phone recording function has started. Senior, please take a seat."
"Squad leader, stop shaking your hands, and post your message in the group."
The teenagers, aged seventeen or eighteen, were full of energy and also knew their limits. When Xie Jiaran really started to paint, they consciously quieted down and stared at the projection intently.
The only person who didn't watch the projection was probably the idle guy named Liang who was lazily leaning against the back door.
As Liang Sunian said himself, he doesn't have much artistic talent. He can't understand light, shadow, perspective, color and so on. The aesthetic highlight of this life falls on his boyfriend alone.
It just looks good anyway.
No matter what great art or design, in his opinion, none of them is as beautiful as his little painter.
Of course, the works of young painters are excluded from the three.
A few girls in the back row shared an orange while watching. When they bent down to throw away the garbage, they noticed the person at the door out of the corner of their eyes.
I turned around and took a closer look, and my cheeks slowly turned red.
"... ... Hello, classmate, are you looking for someone?"
Liang Sunian: "No, I'm waiting for someone."
The girl blinked and said, "Are you from our school too?" How come I have never seen you before
"No." Liang Sunian said.
Girl: "Then you are..."
Liang Sunian raised his chin towards the podium and smiled: "I am your temporary teacher's little follower."
"... ... ?"
The girl looked puzzled, and then she heard the other party ask, "Excuse me for bothering you again, but can I ask where the nearest store to your school is?"
The girl subconsciously said, "The one next to the third canteen. Go downstairs, walk straight for 100 meters and turn left twice."
"OK, thanks."
The young man's clear and pleasant voice disappeared from her ears, and by the time the girl reacted, he was gone.
After Xie Jiaran finished painting, he stepped aside consciously and only spoke a few words when Teacher Lin asked him to explain something.
He took the time to look outside. The corridor was empty, and the person who said he would wait for him for a long time had disappeared.
"... ... The relationship between light and dark and perspective is where you are most likely to make mistakes, especially here, the reflection of light, the processing of edges, you always fail to grasp the light well—"
"Excuse me, teachers and students, the radio station is now urgently broadcasting..."
Teacher Lin, who was still teaching after class, was suddenly interrupted by a campus broadcast. Everyone thought it was an emergency announcement from the school, so they pricked up their ears and listened quietly:
"Xie Ranran, Xie Ranran, your boyfriend Liang... um, Liang Sunian got lost on our campus and we can't contact you. He's waiting next to the radio station. Please come as soon as you hear the broadcast. I repeat, Xie Ranran, Xie Ranran..."
The studio was silent for two seconds.
The atmosphere was like a blast.
"Wow, that's awesome, buddy! I've been in school for two and a half years, and I never knew the campus radio could be used like this!"
"You are so narrow-minded. If shopping malls can broadcast to find children, why can't schools broadcast to find boyfriends?"
"I only care about which talented person is so talented. Isn't he afraid of being caught by the school leaders? Hahahaha!"
"I bet you're not from our school, otherwise she wouldn't be so bold as to get lost and ask her boyfriend to pick her up. Isn't that so cute!"
Teacher Lin couldn't help but laugh and shook his head: "Children nowadays are really..."
"Teacher, I may have to go first." Xie Jiaran, who was standing quietly aside, suddenly spoke.
"Huh?" Teacher Lin adjusted his glasses and looked up at him: "So urgent? Is there something urgent?"
"Um."
Xie Jiaran nodded: "We have to rush to the radio station to claim our lost boyfriend."
The person had been gone for a long time, and not only did Teacher Lin not react, but several students in the front row who heard the conversation also looked at each other in confusion for a while.
Did you hear that right
So... ... the handsome guy outside just now is Senior Xie’s boyfriend
Boy friend???!
... ... ... woc!
woc!!!
Stop having fun with those stupid dogs behind you!
You missed the big news!!!
There were only ten minutes from the end of get out of class to the beginning of class, and Teacher Lin had delayed the class by five minutes, so Xie Jiaran was only halfway there when the bell rang.
The campus returned to silence again in a short time.
He rushed to a place not far from the radio station and saw Liang Sunian sitting on a stone with inscriptions in the woods nearby, playing with his cell phone.
He was holding a bottle of water under his arm, with his head lowered, fiddling with something on his phone.
Xie Jiaran walked over and stood in front of him.
"Classmate Liang Niannian." He called him, and the ending tone was teasing: "Are you lost?"
Liang Sunian looked up and smiled when he saw him.
"I wanted to buy you some water, but after I bought it I couldn't find my way back."
"When I asked for directions, people told me there were several art buildings, scattered around, and I didn't know which one it was, so they couldn't take me there."
As she spoke, she waved her phone at him in a rather aggrieved tone: "Alas, I also called Xie Ranran, but it's a pity that Xie Ranran didn't answer."
Xie Jiaran then remembered that he had muted his cell phone during class.
"I'm sorry. I was wrong."
He pursed his lips and admitted his mistake: "I will remember to turn on the vibration next time."
"Hey, don't talk nonsense, we are never wrong."
Liang Sunian corrected him: "If there is any fault, it can only be my fault. How can I be so stupid that I can get lost even when buying a bottle of water at school? If I lose my job in the future, I won't even be able to drive a taxi. I'm too dumb."
Xie Jiaran was a professional saboteur: "Brother, taxi drivers don't need to remember the route now, they all use navigation."
Unexpectedly, Liang Sunian breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, that's good, I still have a chance."
Xie Jiaran was amused by him.
Before he could say anything else, Liang Su Ran stood up and stretched out his hand, pressing his palm on the top of his head, then moved it to the back of his head, lowered his head and touched his forehead jokingly.
"Look, Ranran, I need you so much."
"Without you, I can't even find the way back."
—"Brother, why do I always seem to be the one who is not needed?"
— "Look, Ranran, I need you so much."
He was answering what he had just said.
Xie Jiaran was stunned.
I stared blankly at the person so close to me that I forgot what I was about to say.
"What I said to your mother at your house was not a joke. I was serious."
Liang Sunian said: "The winter vacation is too long, more than a month. If I don't see him, I probably won't be able to sleep well at night, and I might even lose everything playing mahjong."
"So, Ranran, in order for me to sleep well and win a good hand to make a lot of money, you should bear with me and come home with me for the New Year this year, okay?"
The wind was so cold that even the sound of it blowing was filled with chill, but Xie Jiaran felt as if he had warmed up all over.
He counted his rapid heartbeats, and when it reached the fifth beat, he threw himself into Liang Niannian's arms, hiding his sore and swollen eyes.
"Okay, I'll go back with you to celebrate the New Year."
"Also, let's move out. You promised to buy me the most beautiful cat. Don't cheat on me."
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