At the end of the summer vacation, a group of vibrant new faces flooded into the University of A, and a group of familiar faces disappeared unconsciously. After school started, Jiang Yuqian was promoted to senior year, and Zhou Hao was promoted to second year of graduate school.
In September, the weather was still a bit muggy, and the lush trees in the school turned into a large area of shade, but the heat waves still stubbornly rushed down from the gaps in all directions.
Oh my god, it's still too hot.
It coincides with the 100th anniversary of the alma mater. These days, the student union is busy preparing for the celebration, pulling banners, mobilizing students, and rehearsing the program...
Not surprisingly, Jiang Yuqian should be one of the hosts.
Zhou Hao remembered the scene of that man standing on the stage before, with a well-fitting suit, dark red tie, and meticulously combed hairstyle, exuding the mature atmosphere of an elite man all the time.
Especially the way the man pursed his lips in deep thought, with his mouth slightly closed and his brows tightly furrowed, Zhou Hao wished he could hide it, and didn't want others to see it.
In mid-September, the school celebration party began in the school auditorium. There are four hosts in total, two males and two females. Jiang Yuqian is one of them, and the other male is from the broadcasting and hosting department; two female hosts, one is a former senior, and I heard that it is currently the prime time of a certain station in the imperial capital. The host, another woman...
Zhou Hao was stunned.
He sat in the middle. Although the detailed scene on the stage was not very clear, he could still vaguely see the outline of the girl's appearance.
She looks so much like Cheng Zixu, except for their gender, they are almost identical. If it wasn't for being a little shorter than Cheng Zixu, he would have thought it was Cheng Zixu dressed as a girl.
The party started, first there was an opening dance with the sound of drums, and then the four hosts appeared together.
Jiang Yuqian usually dresses casually, and it is rare to see him in formal attire. Now wearing a suit and tie, he is tall and straight, and speaks very fluent Mandarin, Zhou Hao couldn't take his eyes off him.
Many girls around raised their mobile phones and clicked "Kach Kacha" several times. Zhou Hao also took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, with a tense expression and a sense of ceremony.
"Crack—" Under the lens of the flashing light, is his hard-won pure youth.
After taking the photo, he quickly turned off the screen of his mobile phone, for fear that others would see his little thoughts.
Surrounded by students chattering in low voices, they looked left and right, and chatted back and forth. Zhou Hao was like a sculpture, sitting in the auditorium seriously and earnestly. He couldn't even bear to blink his eyes.
If Jiang Yuqian saw his expression, he would definitely take the opportunity to laugh at him, and he could imagine the disdain on the corner of the man's mouth.
But that person didn't have this chance, because he would never show his original self in front of Jiang Yuqian, he would hide this humbleness tightly.
"I'll go, it's really handsome!"
"I heard that he is a senior in the senior year, and has been elected as the school grass four times in a row. Ahhh, I can't breathe!"
"Anyone?" A girl asked.
"It doesn't seem to be..." The tone was obviously uncertain.
"So handsome! There is no match! Most likely gay!"
"You look at Renji with rotten eyes!"
Then there was a burst of laughter all around, young and full of infinite vitality.
…
But after a moment of silence, the girls started again. Sure enough, the places where girls gather together are always like sparrows chirping, chatting endlessly.
"That girl on the stage, isn't she Cheng Jing, the school belle? She doesn't look too good."
"Look at you sour, I think she looks super beautiful!"
"It's pretty good-looking. She also has a twin brother from the clinical hospital, who is also super handsome!"
Zhou Hao stopped suddenly, and in just a few words, he learned important information - the host on the stage was called Cheng Jinghao, who was Cheng Zixu's younger sister.
No wonder it's so like...
Zhou Ha stared at the girl carefully for a long time again, they were almost the same, and he couldn't help feeling the wonder of the Creator.
His mind was disturbed, Zhou Hao sat in the auditorium in a daze, only the petite figure on the stage was left in his eyes, the motherfucker sister...
After sitting until the party was over, he realized, oh, it's over.
He hurried out of the auditorium, and stood against the white wall outside the auditorium, waiting for Jiang Yuqian.
After a while, Jiang Yuqian came out, accompanied by Cheng Zixu's younger sister. The boy still wore the same clothes on the stage, and the girl changed into another one. Black knitted half-sleeves, and a gray gauze skirt on the lower body, stretched her figure thin and long.
Soon, the two passed in front of him, Zhou Hao felt that the time had come, and shouted, "Jiang Yuqian."
The two turned their heads at the same time, the girl was smiling politely, while the boy was displeased.
This is what Zhou Hao saw happily. When Jiang Yuqian was unhappy, he was happy; when Jiang Yuqian was unhappy, he was happy. They always go against each other, and neither of them wants the other to feel better.
He walked up, didn't look at the girl, but stared straight at the boy, and said in an indescribably ambiguous tone, "You haven't been home for a long time." As he spoke, he reached out to straighten the boy's tie on purpose.
The girl still had that trademark smile, "Hello, my name is Cheng Jinghao." She might think she was Jiang Yuqian's friend.
Zhou Hao turned to Cheng Jinghao, smiled mischievously, "Hello, my name is Zhou Hao, I'm Jiang Yuqian..." He deliberately glanced at the man beside him, and saw his brows slightly frowned, "His friend .”
Cheng Jing looked at her watch and said generously and politely, "It's getting late, let's have a meal together."
Jiang Yuqian, who had never opened his mouth all this time, spoke, his tone was salty, showing no emotion, "You go back first, I have something to do tonight." After speaking, he glanced at Zhou Hao, and walked away.
Zhou Hao waved at the girl, "Let's go first, we have a chance to play together." Then he caught up with Jiang Yuqian.
The two left the school gate, one on the left and the other on the right, silently, and no one paid any attention to the other. Jiang Yuqian summoned a taxi, and Zhou Hao wanted to get in the taxi, but was stopped by that person.
"I'm going home today."
"You haven't been to my place for a long time." My paranoia broke out again, and within a short time, I began to repeat what I said just now.
Jiang Yuqian was sitting on the back seat, his face could not be seen clearly in the dimly lit compartment, only a sharp sarcasm was heard, "Zhou Hao, you are so fucking cheap!"
Zhou Hao put his head into the car, put it next to Jiang Yuqian's ear, and deliberately blew, "You're not as cheap, and you deliberately approached his sister for the sake of being a sissy."
Jiang Yuqian made a gesture to close the door, but Zhou Hao's hand was firmly stuck on the edge of the car door.
Zhou Hao also lifted his feet and sat behind.
The driver was obviously impatient, and his tone was somewhat rushed, "Where are you going?"
"Royal garden."
"Binjiang No. 1."
The sound is different.
"Where are you going?" the driver suppressed his temper and asked through gritted teeth.
"Binjiang No. 1."
This time Jiang Yuqian didn't speak anymore, he was too aware of the temperament of the person beside him, and he would not give up until he reached his goal. If this person wanted to pick the moon on a whim, he would have to build a ladder to climb to the sky.
"I don't like it when you go with his sister."
These words had no momentum, because Jiang Yuqian ignored him at all.
"Is it twins?"
Jiang Yuqian raised his eyebrows and turned his face sideways, "Can you calm down?"
"Okay, I won't talk anymore."
Speaking of which, I still learned this from Zhou Hao. This is a sentence that Zhou Hao often talks about.
When the two of them were in a "two-person world", someone occasionally called to spoil the scenery, and Zhou Hao would always mutter, "It's been going on every day, can you please stop?"
Or, if Jiang Yuqian ignored him, he would stand aside and find a way for himself, "OK, let me calm down."
Habit is really a terrible thing. It can infiltrate every word and action silently, but the person involved is completely unaware.
Soon the taxi arrived at Binjiang No. 1.
Jiang Yuqian took out his wallet, took out a piece of Grandpa Mao and handed it to the driver. Zhou Hao glanced casually, and suddenly found the flat little group photo.
Zhou Hao reached out and snatched the wallet. With the light from outside, he could clearly see the two people in the group photo.
It was a peaceful night, but another violent storm was bound to brew.