The library was quiet, the two of them huddled at the long table in the corner, and the sound was not too loud.
Lu Jiaheng looked angry and helpless, and a little indulgent.
Chuzhi looked at him sideways, leaning against the window, with her back against the window frame, looking at him with big eyes.
Without warning, she suddenly leaned forward, someone approached, raised her arm, hooked her index finger on the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and slowly hooked it down.
Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes and looked at her curiously staring face close at hand: "What are you doing?"
Chu Zhi hooked off his glasses, pinched the legs of the glasses and put them on her face, turned her head and looked at him with a serious face, with one arm resting on the table, and the index finger knuckles of the other hand gently buttoning the table Side: "Student Lu, why are you chatting with other students when you are studying? Hurry up and finish the questions, the teacher will punish you if you can't finish it!"
Lu Jiaheng's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, staring at her for a while with unpredictable emotions, and the corners of his lips twitched.
The chairs of the two were originally close to each other, and the other person leaned closer to her. Pushing the test paper in front of her, she stretched out her long arms, grabbed the Introduction to Communication Studies in front of her, and stood up.
The open book stood in front of the two of them. Lu Jiaheng was holding the book in one hand, while the other hand pressed her little head from behind and stretched his head closer.
His breaths crossed, he smiled softly, and covered her lips.
Chu Zhi's eyes widened, and her glasses that were a little too big also slid down.
He bit her lower lip lightly, loosened his hand on the back of her head, stretched out to the front to hook off the glasses, and put them on the table.
The movement didn't stop, the tip of the tongue hooked the outline of her lips and drew it carefully.
The whole library was warm and silent, and the heat of the heater behind her was scorching hot, ironing her back.
The two hid in front of the long table in the corner, behind the books, and exchanged a little bit of wet stuff secretly.
Why does he always like this kind of place.
Chu Zhi blushed ashamed and felt the tip of his soft tongue poking into the aggression, her breathing was a little unsteady, and it took a while for her to recover. For fear of being discovered by others, she gently pushed against him in fright, and said "uh" , a small protest.
Lu Jiaheng let go slightly, his voice was low, his breaths were intertwined in a disorderly manner, and the words were dyed with traces of ambiguity: "Teacher, please be quiet..."
After calling her out, she shrank, and the corners of her wet eyes turned red.
Her breath is sweet and soft, like cotton candy, like apple blossoms, like the iced coconut soda on the beach in summer.
Lu Jiaheng's fingertips rubbed against the fluffy hair around her ears, her lips and tongue moved for a while, and finally she bit her lips again.
Chu Zhi burst into tears in pain, and the voice she blurted out was forcibly suppressed by her.
Lu Jiaheng withdrew, leaned back and distanced himself, put down the book in his hand, and looked down at her.
This time he actually bit harder than the last time, but the pain was still very painful. Chu Zhi raised his hand and wanted to touch his lips to see if the blood was bleeding. There was a little bit of crystal clear liquid on it, but it didn't bite.
Lu Jiaheng raised her hand, and the tip of her thumb rubbed a little saliva from the corner of her lips, which was knocked out by Chu Zhi's hand.
She glared at him with tears in her eyes, her fierce expression was dyed alluring and pitiful by her wet eyes and red eyes: "You bite me again!"
Lu Jiaheng is like a wolf full of food and drink. After a full meal, he narrowed his eyes and licked his wet lips contentedly: "I can't help it."
Chu Zhi rubbed her sore lips and stared at him angrily. After a few seconds, she held the chair under her buttocks with both hands, moved it a little to the side, and moved it a little further, spaced out from him. After a little distance, he took out the book and prepared to continue reading.
It was already 8:30 in the evening, and Chu Zhi couldn't read the book after being tossed so much by him, and Lu Jiaheng stopped doing the questions, and looked at her sideways with his head on one hand.
Chu Zhi pretended to watch it for seven or eight minutes, feeling uncomfortable all over, finally gave up and leaned back: "I won't watch it today."
Lu Jiaheng raised the corners of his lips happily: "Okay, then go for a walk."
Chuzhi stuffed the book into her bag: "I'm going back to the dormitory to take a shower."
"… "
The corners of Lu Jiaheng's lips drooped down unhappily, as if his ears drooped down, from a big tailed wolf to a little yellow dog: "Oh."
After the Qingming Festival, it was Grain Rain again.
The cold wave ended and the temperature began to rise. The girls took off their down jackets and thick cotton trousers and changed into beautiful spring and autumn coats.
Gu Han fell in love. He was a young literary and artistic young man from the next door. His surname was Chen and his name was Chen Xingchen.
According to Gu Han, the two met and became acquainted with each other at a certain departmental activity. Maybe they made up for what they lacked. Although Gu Han is quite carefree in character, he is actually very slender and young in heart. This is through her every day. Studying tarot cards and horoscopes can also tell.
Therefore, when Chen Xingchen wrote a long poem on the spot in the spotlight, showing his extraordinary temperament and extraordinary talent, Gu Han fell in love with him at first sight.
Two months later, Gu Han changed from a grumpy and flaming three-character classic girl to a girl who cooks food in her bedroom every day, bought a lot of Taobao props fell in love.
Although it took another month, she turned back into a three-character classic woman with a grumpy temper.
On the day Gu Han left the group, Chen Xingchen invited a few girls in their dormitory to dinner, including his roommate.
Eight people had dinner, and then went to ktv again. Lin Tong and Gu Han roared and sang the princess and wanted to love when she died. After the song was over, it was the boys' turn. Li Yugang sang a tender picture of the Qingming River. And Mao.
Chu Zhi felt that the boys in Chinese language and literature are really magical creatures. They are covered with literary bacteria, so there is no doubt that they will recite love poems around the school flower beds on heavy rainy days.
She imagined the scene where Lu Jiaheng sang the picture of the river on the Qingming Festival, and was so frightened that the watermelon on the small fork in her hand fell, and the whole person shivered.
Seeing the days go by, Chu Zhi became more and more uneasy, more and more sensitive, and completely turned into a small rice cake. He dragged him to the library every day, or ran to his house with a book at home, and strongly urged the two to study together.
Although in the end, Chu Zhi was usually lying on the coffee table and slept soundly and sweetly, Lu Jiaheng was reading a book beside her, and occasionally the girl did not know what unhappy things dreamed in her dream, and frowned slightly and sticky Woo twice.
Lu Jiaheng turned his head, leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, raised his hand and patted her back to comfort her gently.
Then, the little girl in her sleep will feel as if she is entangled like a small animal, and her soft body will come over little by little, arching, arching, arching, her little head rubbing against his arms, hugging his One arm or waist continues to sleep.
At this time, she would raise the corners of her lips contentedly and bring up two shallow pear eddies, which seemed to be filled with sweet wine and honey, which made people want to taste and drink.
Then drowned in it.
Lu Jiaheng has given up on himself countless times, he just wants nothing and doesn't go anywhere, just stay by her side, cry with her, and laugh at her.
I hope she can have him by her side in all the days in the future.
Every minute of separation is unbearable.
And they were separated for almost two years.
Two years, 730 days, 17520 hours, 1051200 minutes, 63072000 seconds.
Lu Jiaheng sighed softly, pushed away the book in front of him, and looked at her quietly with dark eyes.
As if feeling something, Chu Zhi wrinkled her face and opened her eyes in a daze.
The little girl rubbed her eyes, and just woke up, her voice was a little hoarse: "What time is it? I'm going home."
Lu Jiaheng lowered his eyes slightly: "It's still early, sleep a little longer."
"If you don't sleep, you won't be able to sleep at night," Chuzhi sat up straight on the carpet, "Have you read your books well?"
"Chuchu." He suddenly called her.
Chuzhi made a "uh" sound.
Lu Jiaheng leaned closer and took her back into his arms: "I won't go, okay?"
Chu Zhi stopped.
She was stunned for about half a minute and pushed him away: "Why?" She tilted her head, "Did you fail the test?"
Lu Jiaheng sat on the carpet leaning against the side of the sofa, his long eyelashes were drawn, his voice was deep, and his voice was very low: "I can't bear you."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her, as if waiting for something.
Just a word from her.
As long as she has two words, he can leave nothing for her regardless of what he wants.
Chuzhi's eyes are sore.
She really wanted to tell him, but she couldn't bear it either.
I didn't want to leave him, I didn't want him to go, and I wanted to tell him countless times selfishly, "Don't go to graduate school! I can support you anyway."
Chu Zhi's eyes widened, she didn't dare to blink, she desperately suppressed the sourness in her eyes.
Until she couldn't help it, she hurriedly lowered her eyes and lowered her head: "It only takes two years anyway," she counted for him countless times, "Look, I also want to study, and I will be just right when you come back. It’s almost time for graduation, then we can go to the company, commute together, we can go to the same company, or if we are closer, we can have dinner together, and we can go home together at night—”
Thinking of a bright future, she said it naturally and casually. After she stopped, her ears turned red little by little.
She raised her hand, pinched her earlobe habitually, and said in a small voice, "It just happened to be the meaning of the way to go home together."
Lu Jiaheng raised the corners of his lips and tilted his head innocently: "otherwise? What else do you want to talk to me about?"
"… "
Chu Zhi grabbed the cushion on the sofa next to him and patted him on the face, "I'm going back!"
Since Lu Jiaheng met Chu Zhi and his handsome face was photographed countless times, he has long been used to it. He raised his arms very lightly, grabbed the patted pillow, and threw it aside, watching her struggling to get up.
She stood, he sat, Chu Zhi looked down at him slightly: "Lu Jiaheng, I won't see you off the day you leave."
He looked at her silently, and after a while, he said "um".
"You have a girl over there who wants to contact you and you are not allowed to give it."
"Um."
"You're not allowed to play with female classmates either."
"Um."
"Don't just run back if you don't have anything to do."
"Um."
Chu Zhi thought about it for a while, and then asked tentatively, "But will you be back during the holidays?"
The little girl looked cautious, Lu Jiaheng chuckled lightly: "No, I won't be back for vacation."
Chu Zhi paused, glanced at her mouth quietly, her cheeks bulged, and muttered: "Oh..."
Lu Jiaheng pondered for a moment and suggested, "If you come to me, you can save a ticket."
Chu Zhi blinked and calculated it seriously: "No, it's two tickets for you to go back to China, and two tickets for me to look for you and come back again, they are the same."
Lu Jiaheng bent one leg, put one hand on his knee, raised his lips, and said slowly, "Do you think if you go, I will let you come back?"
Chuzhi: "..."
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Young Master: Little goblin, do you think you can leave after you come