In the last week of the exam, people began to go home one after another.
Every winter and summer vacation, people from the Beijing Association of Hometowns are responsible for booking tickets, and then most of the carriages are filled with familiar people, and it is the early morning of the next day that it is noisy. This year, she also booked tickets early. When Gu Pingsheng asked her if she wanted to go back with her, she suddenly discovered that he was going back to the same city as herself.
She took the pen and marked the last day of the semester.
19 weeks, 113 days.
When Gu Ping was born, it was the first day of the new semester, the first class in the morning.
She still remembered that the weather was very good that day, the morning sunlight came in through the window, and he was gathered in the sunlight, holding a piece of chalk in his hand and writing his name, Gu Pingsheng.
The pen tip slid across the year-round calendar and stopped in a small grid.
In the grid on December 24, a hollow heart was drawn, and finally it was filled with a pen.
"Is Tong Yan there?" Suddenly someone knocked on the door in a quiet voice.
Shen Yao started to complain about her change of dormitory, but finally forgot.
University is not like middle and high school. They study together from morning to evening. Shen Yao and Xiaoru are not big classmates. If they don’t live with her, they gradually become estranged from each other. On the contrary, because of the talk that night, Jingjing was always very close to her.
Tong Yan threw down the pen and opened the door with a smile to look at her: "How do you know I am here?"
Quietly smiled mysteriously: "Don't you like this every year? You leave later than others."
"I'm walking with people from the fellow villagers' association. I must wait until everyone has finished the exam." Tong Yan turned back to the room and turned over some delicious food from the table. Just now he turned to give it to her, and saw that Gu Ping had still The head teacher walked in together...
"The head teacher wanted to sympathize with the classmates who hadn't left, and just happened to run into Teacher Gu, so they came in together." Quietly explained.
It is said that he is the head teacher, but he is actually a graduate student from the school who has just graduated and stayed in the school as an administrative teacher.
A big boy who smiled shyly, but he walked in solemnly, he asked for warmth, Tong Yan held a lollipop and had no chance to put it down, and he was embarrassed to give it to Jingjing in front of Gu Pingsheng.
Gu Pingsheng was also serious, just took off the black lambskin gloves and put them in his jacket pocket.
As if thinking of something, Tong Yan randomly stuffed the lollipop to Quiet, motioned to relieve her greed, and then naturally leaned on the table, touched the light blue glove with his backhand, and put it in the drawer.
These two pairs of gloves are a pair, and they are a New Year gift from him.
"Your dormitory... has been so messy?" The head teacher cleared his throat and asked vaguely.
Tong Yan looked around the dormitory, and the two men left a mess before they finished cleaning up. Slippers were all over the place, no|the clothes they wore were on the chair, there was a thermos open, the cork was thrown on the table, the kettle I don’t know when the water was poured in... "They walked in a hurry and didn’t have time to clean up."
After she finished speaking, she hurriedly put a few pieces of clothes into Shen Yao's closet.
This is completely the original ecological scene before the holiday. I have been used to it, but it is still very inappropriate to be seen by two male teachers. Especially one of them is still him.
The head teacher estimated that he had never entered a girls’ dormitory before, and stood up after talking for three minutes, saying that he would go to see other dormitories. When Jingjing and the head teacher went out, Gu Pingsheng asked them to go first and went to the hospital by himself. Tong Yan glanced at him calmly, and after politely saying goodbye to the teacher, he closed the door.
Within ten seconds, the door was pushed open again. She stood there, smiling as she watched Gu Pingsheng close the door with her backhand.
He smiled and reached out his hand to touch her face, his hand was really cold.
Tong Yan was grinned by the ice, but didn't avoid it: "It's so cold outside?"
"Your phone is not turned on?" He asked suddenly.
"No?" Tong Yan turned around to get his mobile phone, but was grabbed by him and hugged. Afraid of falling, Tong Yan wrapped his arms around his neck, wrapped his legs around his waist, and hung on him like a koala.
"No need to look, your phone must be dead again," he continued, "I stood outside for an hour, and the students in your class took turns asking about the test results. Are you not curious?"
"It's quieter, there is only one door," she whispered, afraid that someone outside the door would hear it. "I didn't ask for it. You will definitely not open the net for me."
He laughed, the dimples were obvious.
"However, I worked very hard on your class," she looked at him confidently, "it must be above 90 points."
"94." He really lowered his voice.
"real?"
"Really," he said, walking inside and putting her on the desk: "I deliberately recalculated the score, and it is indeed 94."
"Intentionally recalculated?"
He hummed: "Don't forget, in my class when I first started, I didn't even know the concept of'commercial arbitration'..."
Because he was afraid that someone outside the door would hear it, the voice was very low. As he spoke, he went to look at the bits and pieces on her table, and picked up a pink picture frame with great interest. This is a photo frame made by Tong Yan himself, with seven or eight photo stickers... Gu Pingsheng looked at a hair with short ears and asked her, "How old are you?"
"Thirteen years old, the year I met you."
He uncovered it and took out his wallet.
There is a photo of Gu Ping's life in it, and he glued this photo of young teeth on it. Tong Yan was a little curious, took it and looked at him in the photo, raised his head and asked him: "Is this your from the University of London?"
"It's Penfa, the year I met you."
She nodded and looked down at him again. She was in pale jeans and dark blue polo shirt. She had no tattoos on her arms... It should have been before his mother died.
Tong Yan took down his photo sticker again and handed it to him, but the photo remained in his hand: "Give it to me, right?"
He smiled, noncommittal.
After two people ate something in the city, he sent her to the train station specially.
As the New Year was approaching, the train station was crowded with people. She was afraid that those students who walked with him would see him, so she could only say goodbye to him in an inconspicuous corner at the gate of the train station.
After getting in the car, someone asked her gossipingly: "Tong Yan, I seemed to have seen you just now. Your boyfriend gave you a gift?"
Tong Yan mumbled vaguely and sat down.
The people standing and sitting in the carriage are familiar people. Those who were extremely excited were all freshmen and sophomores, and those who were juniors and above were relatively quieter. There are several senior students sitting next to her, all talking about finding a job. The most frequently mentioned word is "Big Four".
"When I first entered the freshman year four years ago, I was still the'Big Five Accounting Firm'," the person in front of the School of Management recalled with a smile. At that time, I felt that the word was really far away, and then I found out that I was so close to myself after looking for a job."
"Yeah, I've been numb to the lecture this year."
"Tong Yan, it's time for you to practice?" Someone asked her suddenly.
Tong Yan nodded: "I will have an internship in one semester, and I don't know where to go."
When I was in high school, I only felt that I had completed all the tasks when I was admitted to the university, but I hurried to the junior year, only to realize that the student age was about to end, and there was no direction for the next days.
By midnight, many people fell asleep. There was a young boy who was a freshman who was very artistic and young, and he was surrounded by a few excited girls and played a tune.
The unique atmosphere of the train makes such a scene so romantic.
She looked at the pitch black outside the window and remembered that Lu Bei was like this many years ago. At that year’s New Year’s party, each class was busy, so he came in with a guitar on his back, saying that he was going to pay a New Year greeting to his wife’s maiden family, which caused chaos and uproar for everyone in the class and almost overturned the entire high school. …
Later, she found it interesting. After studying with Lu Bei for a long time, she only knew a few songs she loved to sing.
There is absolutely no way to force such a thing as talent.
The little boy seems to have changed the tune.
Tong Yan glanced at the phone, it was already past three in the morning. Should he sleep
While thinking about it, a text message came in suddenly: Are you asleep? TK
What a coincidence.
Tong Yan couldn't help smiling, and quickly returned to the past: No, a junior next to me was playing the guitar, much better than me.
Can you play guitar? TK
Yes, it's not really good, just a few simple accompanying chapters.
I have a girlfriend who can play guitar? It sounds pretty good. TK
She couldn't help but smile again. The awkward senior sister beside her opened her eyes, and couldn't help but feel happy when she saw her, and said vaguely: "Laughing so beautifully, the child who is passionately in love is really happy."
Tong Yan didn't say a word. He pressed his head against the cold glass, and suddenly a thought popped out. After hesitating for a few minutes, he typed a text message: Have you ever had a girlfriend before
She regretted sending it just now. It's too much of a brain to ask this question.
After a long time, he came back:
Had. Do I need to explain in detail? TK
Also explain in detail
Tong Yan was angry and laughing for a while, but couldn't suppress his curiosity: need.
How detailed? TK
… It’s up to you.
She waited for a long time with her mobile phone, but he did not reply.
Tong Yan was a little jealous. No, he was very jealous.
After a while, there is still no news. How much history does it have that allowed him to reply for so long? In the end, she couldn't stand it anymore, and asked again: Want to remember for so long
This time the reply was quick:
I was making coffee just now. TK
Don’t you stop drinking coffee
Occasionally, I will drink, later than today, I need energy to accompany you. TK
Tong Yan has read it several times when it is very plain and simple.
"Sister," the little girls suddenly looked at her, "Do you want to click a song?"
"Me?" Tong Yan shook his head.
"Sister, you were at the welcome party without you, I was so stupid to hear," a girl suddenly said, "Do you want the live version once?"
Tong Yan shook his head hurriedly: "Forget it, wake them up, and you won't let me go."
Before finishing talking, the senior sister next to her opened her eyes first, and coaxed in a daze: "Who can fall asleep with a sore back and a sore back? Come on, come on some lullabys, without you, forget it, the conductor will definitely shut you off. Confinement."
After the man finished speaking, those nearby who seemed to be asleep all started booing.
Tong Yan had no choice but to put his phone on the table and said, "Try the guitar for me."
The little boy looked at her in surprise and handed the guitar over. Tong Yan became familiar with it for a while before he was embarrassed to say: "I have a simple accompaniment to a few songs. I haven't touched it for many years."
She picked the most familiar "My all" and hummed softly. Fortunately, she basically knows people here and won't be complained. The sound of the train passing the rails is like an accompaniment, even if it is a few wrong places occasionally, no one cares too much. In the end, when Tong Yan handed the guitar back to the little boy, the little boy continued to ask several questions.
Tong Yan hurriedly explained: "I really only have one or two songs, solo or something is totally impossible, don't ask anymore."
"You definitely shouldn't read the law," the senior sister laughed, and pointed to the phone on the table: "It seems that there is a text message coming in."
After the senior sister finished speaking, she picked up the cups of two people and went to pick up the hot water.
Tong Yan picked it up and looked at it. Sure enough, there was one unread:
Angry? TK
No. I was forced to perform a show just now...
What? TK
Play and sing, My all.
The senior sister handed her the hot water, Tong Yan took it, and took two sips.
Open to see new unread text messages:
My all? I am thinking of you in my sleepless solitude tonight. TK
This is the first lyrics of My all. She thought he was confirming whether it was the song, and she naturally responded with "um".
When it was sent out, I realized that the lyrics are very fascinating...