Yan Mu was not in a good mood the whole afternoon.
Normally, Yan Xueshen has no expression on his face and seems distant. Others cannot tell his emotions, and he has indeed never shown his emotions to outsiders. He just becomes extra clingy.
The competition group's classroom was not on the same floor as Class 1. As soon as the bell rang, Yan Mu appeared at the door of Class 1.
When Chang Luo saw Yan Mu suddenly appear, he didn't feel anything at first. Since these two got together, they have been slaughtering people in all directions, and he couldn't hide even if he sat at the table behind Brother Huo.
I didn't expect that Yan Xueshen has a very unworldly look on his face. He is more high-profile than anyone else when it comes to love and is not afraid of being stared at at all.
While Chang Luo was still struggling over whether he should say hello, Yan Mu had already borrowed a stool not far away and sat directly next to Jiang Zhihuo, lowering his head and leaning on Jiang Zhihuo's shoulder.
What a fucking dog abuse.
Chang Luo slowly put the test paper into the textbook. Youyou pouted inwardly, then suddenly raised her head belatedly.
—
This is Yan Mu! Yan Xueshen! Alpha!
How could he show such a weak attitude? !
Chang Luo widened his eyes, put away his textbook with trembling hands, and opened his mouth wide.
Jiang Zhihuo glanced back and shook his head, signaling him not to make any sound. Chang Luo quickly shut his mouth, picked up a book at random, hid behind the book, and separated himself from the dog couple.
The two people in front didn't say anything. During the ten-minute break, Yan Mu just leaned there quietly without saying a word. When the bell rang, he put the chair back to its original place without saying a word and went upstairs.
"Brother Yan."
Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu went to the cafeteria to have dinner together. They sat face to face and ordered different dishes. The plates were put together. Yan Mu was helping Jiang Zhihuo pick out the green onions one by one.
Jiang Zhihuo picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it into Yan Mu's bowl, then looked at him and said, "Do you want me to ask, or not?"
"I don't know either." Yan Mu told the truth.
The emotion came out so suddenly that even if Jiang Zhihuo asked him, he couldn't answer.
Jiang Zhihuo unconsciously poked at the tofu, making small holes, and said thoughtfully: "Then I have to think about what to do."
So, during the evening self-study session that day, Jiang, the school bully who had been well-behaved for more than twenty days, made up an excuse and skipped the last class. As soon as the bell rang, he rushed to the competition class upstairs, poked his head in through the front door, and urged the national contestant Yan Mu to leave early together.
Jiang Zhihuo stood at the entrance of the competition class with his bag on his back, waving at Yan Mu. Anyone could tell what he wanted to do. The boy sitting at the first table had participated in the relay race with Jiang Zhihuo. He said earnestly while writing his paper, "Give up, school bully. Yan Xueshen will never leave early. He will go to the national competition in two days. The task is heavy and the burden on his shoulders is heavy."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard footsteps behind his ears. Yan Xueshen, who always said he would never leave early, had already put away the papers, put on his bag and walked out. He lowered his voice and said to Jiang Zhihuo, "I'm ready, let's go."
Boy: “???”
Jiang Zhihuo knocked on the boy's desk, shook his head and whispered, "Don't push the academic god so hard. Excellent people also need to find happiness."
It was indeed too tight. Ever since he entered the national competition, anyone who mentioned Yan Mu in front of Jiang Zhihuo would prefix it with "The academic god is going to participate in the national competition!" and so on.
This is indeed a kind of affirmation and admiration, but it is also a kind of pressure. Brother Yan is excellent and he has to shoulder some things on his own, but it does not mean that he has to bear the pressure imposed on him by other people's expectations.
Jiang Zhihuo pulled Yan Mu out of the school and took a taxi to another urban area in Lincheng.
This urban area is not as prosperous as the city center, but it is not shabby either. The residential buildings built more than 20 years ago have not been demolished and are still inhabited. The two buildings face each other, the windows are pushed open, the lights in the rooms are bright, and the two families with good relations will connect a few clotheslines between the balconies.
There was no elevator in the residential building, so Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu could only climb the stairs. The corridor was an older spiral staircase, and the walls and handrails had been newly painted. The smell had not completely dissipated yet. There were children running around in the corridor, and the sound of chatting could be heard drifting in from outside.
Yan Mu asked: "Where is this?"
The sound in the corridor seemed empty.
"This is where I used to live." Jiang Zhihuo replied, "I lived here when I first came to the city, with Brother Li."
He led Yan Mu to the top of the stairs. The door to the rooftop was closed and had a rusty lock. Jiang Zhihuo stepped on the stacked cardboard boxes on the side and fiddled with them a few times. The lock opened immediately, and he skillfully opened the bolt.
With a "swish", the iron door opened and the wind outside rushed in.
Jiang Zhihuo patted the rust on his hands, turned around and stretched out his hand to Yan Mu: "Let's go, Brother Yan, I'll find you some different emotions."
No one had been to the rooftop for a long time, and a layer of moss had grown on the wall. Jiang Zhihuo took Yan Mu's hand and walked out, saying slowly: "Most of the people living here are tenants, the rent is cheap, and they haven't been here for a few years, so a large number of people have changed."
"There were seven or eight rooms on one floor, and some of them could be rented to three or four people per room, so the people coming and going were all different. You could see office workers in suits, students who had just come from other cities, and an auntie selling pancakes at the school gate. Different people lived in the same building, so it was very noisy, and there was a sense of life everywhere."
“But when you look up, the sky you see is the same.”
Jiang Zhihuo pulled Yan Mu to sit down. The safety measures in the old residential buildings were not in place and there was no guardrail on the roof. They sat at the very edge, with a cliff under their feet and the evening breeze blowing from behind. They were far away from the hustle and bustle, but very close to the night sky.
Although this place is not the city center, it is not remote either. Every city has places outside of the prosperous areas that have not been renovated. More than 20 years ago, this place was a more central location. It still has the flavor of the past and cannot be demolished.
"When I'm in a bad mood, I like to come back here and get some fresh air," said Jiang Zhihuo.
The view from the rooftop is broad, with residential areas on one half being shorter and tall buildings on the other. The lights are intertwined, illuminating the main view, and the distant mountain road with faint lights stretching upward.
Jiang Zhihuo said: "Brother Yan, look up at the sky."
Yan Mu raised his head and asked him, "What is it?"
"Nothing."
Yan Mu was stunned, curled the corners of his lips, and inexplicably wanted to laugh.
"You can imagine. It looks better than the test paper anyway." Jiang Zhihuo said.
Yan Mu felt his hand being spread out, Jiang Zhihuo took out a pen from his bag and wrote on the palm of Yan Mu's hand.
"What are you doing, Xiaozhou?"
"Look at the sky first." Jiang Zhihuo blocked Yan Mu's eyes, preventing him from looking. "Look after I let go of your hand."
Hearing this, Yan Mu stopped asking questions.
The tip of the pen moved back and forth in my palm, which made me itchy, but I was also looking forward to it.
Yunzhou has been a romantic person since he was young. He can find a little difference in very small things and give them meaning.
The same is true for Jiang Zhihuo now.
Times have changed, but things remain the same.
"I've been annoyed for the whole afternoon. There is something I want to tell you, but I don't know where to start." Yan Mu said, looking straight ahead.
“No hurry.” Jiang Zhihuo didn’t stop, and the pen tip moved down little by little. “Actually, I can guess who it was because of, but I don’t think I can ask you, and you may not be willing to be asked by me. Wait until you figure it out first… Okay!”
Jiang Zhihuo put the pen cap on and let go.
Yan Mu could finally see the words on his palm clearly.
—Today is January 26th.
The sky is quiet and the road is quiet.
There are no stars when I look up, but there is wind.
This is Brother Yan’s first time here.
Every step you climb is a memory, and the pen tip writing on the palm of your hand gives you a different touch.
I hope Brother Yan won’t be unhappy.
The words are a little light, after all, my palms are soft and it's difficult to write.
Every stroke is careful and gentle.
Brother Huo said he would take him to find something different, and he indeed found it. No longer was there any unhappiness at all, it all melted away. The emotions and touches that flashed through his heart the moment he saw the words could not be stopped.
Being depressed for an entire afternoon because of someone else's words is actually very childish and transmits negative energy. Jiang Zhihuo coaxed him like this, and his heart suddenly warmed up and started beating wildly.
Yan Mu spread out his hands in a daze.
Jiang Zhihuo beside him was smiling at him, with a very handsome curve at the corner of his mouth, which was fascinating.
It is easy to catch a cold if you are exposed to the wind on the rooftop in the winter.
One has to go to a competition, and the other has a final exam, and neither of them can afford to catch a cold.
So they just exchanged a light kiss on the rooftop and returned to their residence.
The heater was on in the car. They sat in the back seat and rolled the dice. Yan Mu got a high number, so he took a shower first. Jiang Zhihuo leaned on the sofa and looked at his phone. He felt a little hungry, so he called out to Yan Mu and asked him if he wanted takeout.
There was the sound of flushing in the bathroom. When Yan Mu heard Jiang Zhihuo calling him, he stopped the water and replied that he wanted to eat.
Jiang Zhihuo started looking at takeout and had just placed the order when someone in Xiangyao’s work group tagged him and asked why he hadn’t come recently.
Jiang Zhihuo only remembered after seeing the message that he had been in such a sweet relationship recently that he had forgotten about resigning. He was going to say it last time, but he didn't do it because he suddenly wanted to confess his feelings. Later, when Qu Xiao asked about it, he was being intimate with Brother Yan. He casually replied that he was busy with exams recently and threw his phone aside and didn't think about it again.
Indeed, I forgot.
Resignation is easy to talk about, the key is to be with Yan Mu, and I will inevitably meet Wen Da and Qu Xiao in the future, so the character setting must be explained clearly.
It's just that he really hasn't had much time to go out recently, so Jiang Zhihuo opened Qu Xiao's chat box and gave him a shot of prevention first.
Shin: Boss, I don’t plan to continue working part-time at the bar.
Shin: Let’s have dinner later. I have something to tell you.
Shin: I hope you can be mentally prepared.
Not long after the message was sent, Yan Mu finished his shower and Jiang Zhihuo went in. When Jiang Zhihuo came out, Yan Mu was answering a phone call on the balcony. There was a tablet on the sofa and the screen was unlocked. Jiang Zhihuo could see the content on it with just a glance. He was delighted when he saw it.
—Yan Mu is actually making a mind map again!
The general outline has been drawn, but no words have been filled in, except for a date written on one of the boxes - February 4th.
Jiang Zhihuo's smile gradually faded.
February 4th is the anniversary of Qin Ge’s mother’s death.
Brother Qin becomes particularly sensitive during this period of time - especially he cannot bear to hear anyone mention Yan Buwei.
Qin Mu would not say these negative emotions, but Yun Zhou could feel them.
Jiang Zhihuo also didn't forget, so he didn't ask Yan Mu why all day.
Five minutes later, Yan Mu finished the phone call and closed the floor-to-ceiling window.
Jiang Zhihuo asked: "Who are you talking to on the phone, Brother Yan? I've never seen you talk for so long."
Jiang Zhihuo just asked casually, Yan Mu replied: "With me..."
Yan Mu got stuck halfway through his speech—he didn't know how to address Qin Nian.
"It's a bit complicated. I'll explain it to you after I finish making the mind map."
Jiang Zhihuo was amused: "Why do these words sound so cute coming out of your mouth?"
The topic of who they were talking about on the phone was not talked about for long, it was not a big deal. The big thing for them now was to do the exercises. Even if they went home, they still had to do the papers. If they didn’t finish them at school, they had to make up for it when they came back.
Before starting to write the test paper, Jiang Zhihuo allowed himself to check Weibo for two minutes. There was a silly picture on the homepage - a lime with a smiling face dug out and dried, and when it was soaked in water it looked like a car accident scene.
Jiang Zhihuo smiled and showed it to Yan Mu, and at the same time opened Taobao to search for the same kind of lemon.
When the doorbell rang, Jiang Zhihuo saw a smiling lemon that had just been fished out of the water. It was so gloomy that he couldn't help laughing out loud.
At this time, the doorbell rang. Jiang Zhihuo held back his laughter, stood up and said, "The takeaway arrived so soon? I'll go open the door."
When Qu Xiaowenda and Du Zhe rushed to the door of Yan Mu's house, he was still feeling conflicted.
How should I ask Master Yan about this
Young Master Yan never lets anyone into his residence. Will he be angry if someone comes over suddenly
Maybe this was just a misunderstanding? Du Zhe didn't understand.
He was full of confidence when he set out, but became cowardly when he arrived at the destination and started looking for excuses frantically.
Du Zhe looked at the corridor with a bewildered look on his face. Young Master Yan didn't look like a young master who lived in a residential area. "Where is this? Young Master Yan lives here? No way? My dad took me to visit Uncle Yan this afternoon. It's such a big mansion. Young Master Yan can't possibly live here... What are you thinking?"
Wenda and Qu Xiao didn't listen to what he said. They were thinking about something else and were hesitant about whether to ring the doorbell. At this time, they heard a particularly crazy laugh coming from the door: "Hahahaha, Brother Yan, look, I'm laughing to death!!"
Wenda Qu Xiao: “!”
—The person laughing is definitely not Shin!!
Shin is such a cold person, how could he make any sound? They went to the toilet upside down!
He even brought his affair home! His values are not right! Even Mr. Yan can’t do this!
Is it okay to be caught in the act?!
Press! Press the fuck
After two rings, the door was pushed open from the inside. Jiang Zhihuo opened the door with a smile on his face, but he immediately saw Wen Da and Qu Xiao standing at the door, and his expression froze.
Wenda Qu Xiao had already thought about the questions he was going to ask, and when he saw the person who opened the door, he almost popped his eyes out.
"… "
“… … ”
They stared at each other in silence. Finally, it was Wenda who found his voice first and swallowed: "Excuse me, are you... shin?"
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