After eating, everyone rested in the cafeteria for a while, and then Xia Zhao proposed to go around the school, after all, this was the main purpose of their visit this time.
Originally, the next arrangement should be that Zhou Yang acted as a tour guide, leading Song Yan and Xia Zhao around the school and then telling them about the history of the school and the use of donated items. But he answered a phone call temporarily and had something to deal with, so Yan Zhuo became the candidate for the tour guide.
Yan Zhuo is helpless, he is pretending to be dumb now, he can't say a word, what can he do with the guests, let's all perform pantomime together.
Zhou Yang didn't care about him, he just appointed a male teacher to him.
Zhou Yang said: "Let Xiao Zhu introduce you, and you can accompany me. Just smile when you're done. The main thing is the aura, do you understand the aura! You have to give our school a good place."
"..."
The school is not big, there are only three small buildings in total, and it will be finished wandering around in a short while.
When everyone came out, it was raining sporadically from the sky.
This made Xiao Zhu worry badly, he couldn't visit the playground anymore, why didn't he bring the two great gods with him? Scratching his head, he suggested: "Why don't we go to the activity room to play mahjong?" He turned to Xia Zhao and the others: "What time do you two leave?"
Xia Zhao said, "Around five o'clock."
"Hi," Xiao Zhu waved his hand, "It's still early."
Yan Zhuo has always lost nine times out of ten in mahjong, and the only way to win that game is to rely on someone to give him water.
Now, he could sit at the same table with Song Yan and play mahjong, which he never expected.
In this situation... probably God went crazy and took rat poison secretly.
But Shuaishen is Shuaishen, even if God goes crazy, it can't change the luck on the back of Yan Zhuo's hand.
He fired a cannon at Xiao Zhu in the first set...
"Park!" Xiao Zhu happily drew another card, and also blew a kiss to Yan Zhuo.
Yan Zhuo was really helpless, and continued to send guns to others with a sad face.
After such a circle, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and gestured with his hands and feet and said, "Did you discuss it! Why do I just recite it like this?"
Both Xiao Zhu and Xia Zhao couldn't understand what he was gesticulating, and they smiled sullenly and didn't speak. Only Song Yan looked at him indifferently, and finally raised his eyebrows. After a while, Song Yan fired a cannon for him.
Yan Zhuo was secretly happy.
Then Song Yan fired three more cannonballs for him.
Yan Zhuo didn't say a word, but won four sets in a row. I have to say, this was due to Song Yan's mahjong skills...that was really bad.
In short, Song Yanshu, Yan Zhuo was happy, he raised the corners of his mouth calmly, and there was a hint of "I'm very happy" in his eyebrows and eyes. Xia Zhao couldn't help but glanced at him, and said teasingly, "How old is Mr. Zhuo, you are so cute, you just graduated from college, right?"
"No, how is it possible," Xiao Zhu said casually, "He will be 27 during Chinese New Year."
Xia Zhao was surprised: "I can't tell."
"He looks small." Xiao Zhu has a problem. He likes to chat with others. Now he chatters endlessly: "He came to our school just after graduating from university. It's been almost three years, and speaking of Coincidentally, he happened to be a graduate of H City~"
Yan Zhuo stomped on him hard under the table and gave him a look of "Can you shut up?"
Xiao Zhu grinned in pain, instantly suppressed what she wanted to say, and shouted at Yan Zhuo: "Why are you stepping on me?"
Yan Zhuo smiled and said silently, "I'm sorry, my foot hurts."
"..."
Your foot hurts and you step on me. Xiao Zhu didn't understand where his logic came from, so he paused for a while and still didn't continue what he just said.
After playing mahjong, the rain didn't mean to stop. Instead, it kept falling more and more.
"It seems that the rain won't stop for a while." Xia Zhao said with a slight frown.
Xiao Zhu suggested: "If you two are not in a hurry to leave, why don't you just rest at our school for one night, just to learn more about it."
Yan Zhuo was immersed in the joy of victory, when he heard this, his body froze, he closed his eyes, and cursed Xiaozhu in his heart.
The more I am afraid of something, the more it will come.
The school is not big, and there are few dormitories for boys.
Yan Zhuo and Zhou Yang were in a dormitory, and there was only one bed left, so Song Yan had to share a room with them.
Yan Zhuo took out the extra quilt and blanket, and took a pillow from the cabinet for him.
Song extended his hand, and because of the movement, the cuff moved up slightly, revealing the bracelet on his wrist.
When Yan Zhuo saw the bracelet on his wrist, his heart trembled and his hands trembled, the pillow almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Song Yan moved quickly and caught it steadily, and then he asked strangely: "What's wrong?"
Yan Zhuo shook his head, hastily lowered his head to block his eyes.
If he read it correctly, that bracelet... should be the one he always wanted to give to Song Yan, but Song Yan refused to accept it.
He hid the bracelet under Song Yan's pillow, so how did Song Yan find it and why did he wear it.
Isn't he... not rare
Yan Zhuo peeked at the bracelet again, feeling a little turmoil in his heart.
Song Yan noticed his eyes and stared at him thoughtfully. This feeling is very strange, obviously they don't know each other, but he always feels that the person in front of him has a feeling of deja vu.
Moreover, this feeling will become stronger and stronger over time.
Inexplicably, Song Yan frowned deeply.
the next day.
Just after dawn, the rooster raised in the school started howling loudly and crisply.
Yan Zhuo tightly covered his head with the quilt, but he couldn't escape the penetrating power of the voice.
He sighed, and just about to complain, he suddenly remembered that there was another person in the dormitory, so he stopped talking suddenly, and then he squinted his eyes and glanced at Song Yan's bed.
Song Yan had just woken up, was putting on his pants, and was still naked without a shirt on, his abdominal muscles and mermaid lines were faintly visible in the morning light.
I have to say that this scene was very pleasing to the eye, Yan Zhuo was temporarily dazzled by the beauty, his eyes were glued to Song Yan, and he forgot to look away for a moment.
Seeing Yan Zhuo staring at him blankly, Song Yan raised his eyebrows and nodded at him condescendingly.
The eyes of the two met through the air, and a small flame crackled and burned Yan Zhuo's face red.
It's not that I haven't seen Song Yan's nude body before, he has seen everything else, but he was caught by the person concerned for such an obvious peek. I have to say, this is the first time.
He thought mockingly: I haven't made any progress in so many years, and I'm still so worthless.
After breakfast, Song Yan and Xia Zhao were about to leave. Zhou Yang, as the person in charge of the school, was supposed to see them off, and Yan Zhuo followed closely behind.
When they arrived at the school gate, Zhou Yang told him to drive Xiao Zhu off, but Song Yan suddenly walked up to Yan Zhuo and held out his hand to him.
Yan Zhuo was taken aback, but didn't react.
Song Yan raised his hand.
Yan Zhuo understood now, this is... want to shake hands and say goodbye
He stupidly held out his hand.
Song Yan's palms were warm and dry to the touch. His hands were big, just like his own. Yan Zhuo couldn't help but feel dizzy when he thought of those hands wandering around his body.
When old people meet, it is easiest to bring up old things again. Those scenes that I hadn't imagined for a long time also reappeared in my mind one after another.
Alas, it's about time...
Yan Zhuo nodded and bid farewell to Song Yan.
"Goodbye." Song Yan let go of his hand and said lightly.
After Song Yan got into the car, Yan Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. He was too tired these two days, always pretending to be himself, and dared not even say a word. As soon as Song Yan left, he let go of all his defenses in vain.
I won’t see you again in the future, he thought, bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, and mountains and rivers will never meet again.
The dirt road that had rained was very steep, and the school car had a low chassis. Along the way, Xiao Zhu drove very cautiously, very slowly, for fear of bumping into bumps.
Xia Zhao was bored, so he chatted with him.
"Little Zhu, how long have you been at school?"
Xiao Zhu answered her while walking forward cautiously: "More than a year."
Xia Zhao said: "Yesterday, you introduced the school in such a way that I thought you had been here for a long time."
Xiao Zhu said modestly, "Where am I now? If you say that you are the most familiar with the school and have been here for the longest time, it should be Brother Yang and Yan Zhuo. They—"
Before Xiao Zhu finished speaking, Song Yan's temples jumped "suddenly", and he frowned and said, "What did you say?"
"Ah..." Xiao Zhu was stunned by him, what... what's wrong, what did he say
"Yanzhuo? Which yanzhuo?"
Little Zhu stuttered: "You've seen it before, the one who played mahjong together, his name is Yan Zhuo." He didn't understand Song Yan's meaning, and added by the way: "It's just the color of Yan, who is thinking about Zhuo."
…
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Yan Zhuo, Yan of color, Zhuo of Zhuo."
"Are you a part-time nurse here?"
"No, I'm a volunteer."
My thoughts flashed back to a few years ago, and the conversations passed by my ears one by one. Song Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and in an instant, there was light in his eyes, and his heart beat uncontrollably.
It's like... It's like he lost a piece of the puzzle a long time ago, couldn't complete it, and now he's finally finding it.
"Turn around," Song Yan patted Xiao Zhu's seat, and said hoarsely, "Turn around immediately!"