The three-day National Day holiday passed quickly, and Qinghe Soy Milk's business was a success within three days of opening, with customers coming in from morning to afternoon. Later, Wen Huaiming, under the instruction of Wen Liang, wrote an article about Kaige Xu Fuyan's concern for the re-employment of laid-off workers. After being polished by the secretariat and reviewed by Xu Fuyan, it was published in Qingzhou Daily and other newspapers, attracting great attention from the society. Especially with the photo of Xu Fuyan holding a soy milk cup, and the caption of the big bold words "delicious", in less than a week, the name of Qinghe Soy Milk became almost a household name.
Business was booming, and Li Shengli immediately hired three more employees, all of whom were young and pretty girls, wearing uniformly made clothes, and walking around the store in a flashy manner, becoming a beautiful landscape. Wen Liang would stay in the soy milk shop with a notebook to write and draw when he had nothing to do. I don’t know what he was busy with all day. Sometimes he would teach Li Siqing to do the first grade homework. After this period of recuperation, and playing with Xu Yao and the others, Li Siqing gradually recovered her previous personality, and would play pranks on Wen Liang from time to time, but after all, she had gone through those two years of purgatory. Compared with children of the same age, no matter how naughty she was, she was still well-behaved, sensible, and cute.
Since being arrested at the opening ceremony that day, Wen Liang has never seen Xu Yao again.
On the first day after the holiday, Wen Liang came to school early. Everyone had not yet recovered from the laziness of the three-day National Day holiday. At this time, the huge campus was deserted. Occasionally, a few classmates would ride bicycles and pass by quickly in the corridor. In the early morning of October, walking under the tree-lined avenue of this era, it seemed that even the wind had a bit of astringent flavor. Wen Liang put his hand on the guardrail beside the big playground, and three fingers gently stroked the cold iron surface, leaving three winding finger marks along the way.
When passing by the experimental building, he suddenly saw two people not far away who seemed to be talking about something downstairs. Wen Liang had good eyesight and could almost clearly see a bit of angry roar on Gu Wenyuan's handsome face. Ji Su just stood there quietly, with helplessness on his beautiful face.
Wen Liang did not stop, nor was he interested in knowing what happened between the two of them. He staggered into the classroom.
When Ren Yi arrived, it was almost time for class. Wen Liang smiled and clasped his fists, saying, "Brother Qiushui, please."
Ren Yi looked frustrated and waved his hands listlessly: "Tang Fang is gone, Xiao Qiu Shui is gone too, from now on please call me "Autumn Rain Under the Lonely Lamp Every Night..."
Wen Liang was dumbfounded. Every night under the lonely lamp in the autumn rain, I hate the broken-hearted people all over the world. Is it that serious? He considered his words and asked tentatively: "Lonely lamp, autumn rain... Brother Lonely lamp, please! What did Tang Fang do to make you so heartbroken?" Not long ago, Ren Yi claimed to be Xiao Qiushui of the Divine State, but Tang Fang was still forcibly assigned to Ji Su.
"Bah, Tang Fang is pure and innocent, how could she hurt my heart? The key is that now someone has interfered, I, I will naturally have to bear the autumn rain every night."
Wen Liang understood immediately. This guy must have known that Gu Wenyuan was pursuing Ji Su and was frightened by the insurmountable mountain. But didn't Gu Wenyuan always behave in a very graceful manner? He was always polite to Ji Su. Why did he start pestering her now and even Ren Yi knew about it
But these have nothing to do with him. It’s that girl Xu Yao who hasn’t shown up in the past two days. Could she have been put in solitary confinement by Xu Fuyan
The leisurely days lasted for about a week. During this period, Wen Liang discovered something very strange. Ji Su, who had always been a good student, started to be late in the morning three days ago. Then he disappeared before school was over in the afternoon. Today, he even didn't come to class for two periods.
If this happened to Wen Liang, it would be normal, but for Ji Su, it was absolutely abnormal.
After the second class, it was time for routine exercises. Because of the rain, the class was cancelled. Wen Liang felt that the room was too stuffy, so he walked out of the classroom and stood at the corner of the second-floor railing, looking down. This two-story Boxue Building is a teaching building for the first grade of high school. The second floor is for classes one to four, and the first floor is for classes five to eight. Opposite is the Xingzhi Building, which also has eight classes. When the get out of class is over, you will see a row of people at the railing, chatting and gossiping in groups of three or five. Occasionally, someone spits down, and is immediately despised by the students on the first floor. When it gets lively, there are even 20 or 30 people shouting together: You come up! You come down! They will not stop until the teacher comes out to stop them.
This is just the most common way to vent in the boring and lonely high school life. Sometimes you can see Hua Xique driving students with signs hanging around their necks to march in a line on campus. The signs have the reasons for marching, which generally fall into three main categories: being late or leaving early, skipping classes, and smoking or fighting. Occasionally, a god-level figure will appear, and will write reasons such as being untidy (wearing slippers, shorts and a vest into the classroom), moral corruption (usually refers to premature love), and smashing the glass of the Academic Affairs Office (this often appears) on the signs. Then the students watching upstairs and downstairs will respond with thunderous applause, welcoming these marchers like heroes.
In Wen Liang's past life, there was a classmate who was paraded three times for five different reasons within seven days. He was nicknamed "The 15th Moon" and became famous for a while. In the following 20 years, no one broke this record!
Thinking of the past, Wenliang's expression was a little dazed. It was raining heavily, and silver water lines were drawn along the eaves, hitting the bluestone path downstairs, making a pattering sound. Looking around, it was all foggy, adding a bit of fairy air to the whole campus.
Suddenly, a graceful figure ran out from the heavy rain, and the wind blew the sky-blue umbrella all over the place. Every step she took on the ground splashed a series of water. From a high vantage point, it looked like water lilies blooming behind her, leaving a trail of trails on the ground.
It was Ji Su. She was still late.
Ji Su looked a bit embarrassed with half of her clothes wet. Wen Liang, who was sitting behind her, would occasionally look over and find that she was sitting there blankly, and the textbook on the table had not been turned for a long time. Meng Ke was close to her, whispering something from time to time, and the comfort on his face was obvious.
Wen Liang was calm and didn't ask any questions. After lunch at noon, he suddenly found Xu Yao walking upstairs with her hands in her jeans pockets when passing by the experimental building. The experimental building is five stories high, with a rotating corridor that can go directly from the first floor to the fifth floor rooftop. Standing on it, you can see the scenery of the entire school. It is one of the five sacred places in Qingyi Middle School. Unlike the small playground, which is a holy place for fighting, people who come here are all literary young women who are sad about the passing of time, heartbroken people who have been in love for nothing, talented people with lofty ambitions, and poets who are reminiscent of the past. No matter if you are depressed or proud, if you come here and stand still for a while, you will realize the truth that everything in the world is like clouds and life is like floating duckweed.
But Xu Yao doesn't look like any of these four types of people. According to Wen Liang's understanding of her, even if she wants to find a place to relieve her depression, she should go to the playground and find someone to fight.
Wen Liang thought for a moment, took out a coin from his pocket, and said to himself: If it’s heads up, I’ll follow you; if it’s tails up, I’ll peek; if it’s standing up, I’ll go back to sleep.
Throw it up, drop it down, just right!
It was God's will, and Wen Liang followed with peace of mind.
Xu Yao has been feeling a bit irritable lately. She hasn't seen Wen Liang for almost ten days. She misses him and is a bit scared, but she doesn't know why. When she passed by the laboratory building today, she remembered the legend of the five sacred places of Qingyi Middle School, and she wanted to go up and take a look. She walked up the spiral staircase to the fifth floor and was about to push open the tightly closed small iron door when she suddenly heard a girl crying on the rooftop outside:
"Gu Wenyuan, please, you are the only one who can help me now!"
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