summer and roses

The Lantern Festival was not considered, because the school announced the opening of the school ruthlessly on the day of the Lantern Festival.

When Lin Biao in the circle of friends is happily posting a small video, You Yi and Mucha can only hide in the back row of the classroom and use their mobile phones to take a peek—the sound cannot be turned on, and the Lucky Cat will appear and disappear at any time.

"This dragon looks too weird..." Mu Xia complained, and set up a brick-thick five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation to cover it.

"I wanted to take you there at first." Youyou complained in a low voice, "After all the calculations, I didn't count until the start of school. It would have been better if it was a day earlier. After so long, I can only watch short videos."

Mucha looked up, Qi Shanshan on the podium was yawning and struggling to do his homework, most of the students from the school did not come to the evening self-study that day, only the students who lived in the dormitory were complaining.

The hallway was quiet, with the occasional sound of footsteps leading to other classrooms, and the door to the office was open and the lights were on inside.

There is still more than an hour before the dormitory lights are turned off, Mu Xia's thoughts moved slightly, and he stepped on the cruising feet under the desk: "How about we go now, take the bus to the river in 20 minutes, take a look and go back?"

You Yi: "?"

Ten minutes later, You Yi stood by the wall, took off his schoolbag and climbed up to a protruding wall brick with his bare hands. He rode up the wall nimbly, and stretched out his hand to Mucha: "Give me the schoolbag...yours together."

He hung two schoolbags on the branch, patted the place next to him, and looked at Mucha: "Do you want me to give you a hand?"

"I just said casually, why are you so proficient in skipping school over the wall!" Mu Xia said as he followed his example and climbed up the wall. The two looked at each other for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

The light at the corner of the school gate behind the No. [-] Middle School has been out for a long time, because the location is remote, the school has not been repaired, and it is a blind spot for monitoring.This shows the disadvantages of using brick walls and carved iron fences to isolate the campus without an electric anti-theft net. When you meet a few experts who jump up and down, you can escape from the prison in two or three times.

You Yi is undoubtedly a good player, he took Mucha straight to the destination, over the wall in the dark, without even a pause.

Until he got in the taxi, Mucha was still thinking about what happened just now, couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth, stared at You Cruise, and occasionally made strange hey sounds, which seemed a bit perverted when he pressed his throat.

Youyou's scalp was numb from his laughter: "What... my mother... I have turned over before, don't laugh! You are also very proficient at climbing over the wall. Before turning over, you must have skipped class a lot!"

"Don't worry about me, the school hasn't found out about your many crimes?" Mu Xia asked, and quickly gave the answer, "That's right, the lamp has been repaired long ago. The location of the tree is also very suitable, You Xiaoyi, you Must be a habitual criminal, right?"

You Yi: "I'm not, I... just went out to buy supper a few times... others..."

Mucha: "Oh, someone told you, how can I tell you so long as I can't die? It's because of you, tsk."

You Yi has always said that he can't beat him, and it's not easy to have a fit in a taxi, but he would have kicked him at his own home.It has become a rule not to casually greet Mucha's relatives in public, so he can only sit where he is without saying a word, turn his head to look at the scenery outside the car window, and pretend that he doesn't know the sharp-mouthed psycho next to him.

The insanity didn't get a response and felt bored, so he moved towards Youyue silently, put his hands on his knees casually, touched the inner thighs along the way, and grabbed them gently.

"I □□..." You Yi almost blew his hair, and after meeting the driver's suspicious gaze in the rearview mirror, he forcibly endured, "Can you stop being so childish!"

Mu Xia accepted it when she saw it, and felt that she would be really angry if she continued to tease her, so she quickly withdrew her hand, and then took out a flower that she didn't know when she hid it from her school uniform's large pocket: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry, Candy?"

Youyou took it angrily and peeled off the wrapping paper, the candy bulged out on his cheek, and chewed it gruntingly.

"It looks fierce, but it's still easy to coax." Thinking this way, Mucha had to press down on his hand again. Regardless of You Yi's still struggling needlessly, she forced her fingers into his, and squeezed him very lightly. grip.

The tense side face of the boy was relieved by this small movement, his eyes blinked, and his eyelashes flickered.

The rapidly receding street lamps passed by the car window, and the warm yellow light extinguished and leaked in through the scratched taxi window glass, and the warmth flowed through You You's body like radiance.

His eyelashes were really long, and when the eyelids drooped, they seemed to cast a feathery shadow over his skin.

The silent young man and the dim night scene, Mu Xia's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his hand to cover You Yu's eyes.

The streetlights on this section of the road were sparsely spaced, and there were not many people there. The taxi took a sharp turn on the alley, and he fell backwards, his lips touching his ear like a superficial touch.When he got back on the road again, Mucha sat back to the other side in a proper manner, looking down at his fingers with a smile on his face.

Except for You Yi's flickering smile that finally couldn't hold back, nothing seemed to happen.

"When get out of class is about to end, Mr. Chen came and asked you, cruising, and then I said you went to the bathroom." Lin Zhan said, helplessly covering the night for two people who were giggling all the way, "so the lantern festival is fun. Is it?"

Mucha sat by the bed and took off his shoes: "It's okay, hahaha, not bad."

They ran back pressing against the dormitory door control. They were a little out of breath when they entered the dormitory, and they took a long while to calm down.When Lin Zhan knew that these two skipped class, Mu Xia and the others were already by the river, so he simply sent him a photo of the scene, and attached the sentence "Comrade Lin Zhan, you understand", so that he couldn't tell the lie without helping him.

After Youyou washed his face, he put the towel on his head and stretched his waist: "I also met Apple, she is with a boy."

"What?!" Now Lin Zhan didn't care about others, and he threw all his heart on the baby girl, "With whom? They're in the same school, did you say hello, what's your name, and do you look good?"

You Yi: "You have so many questions, which one do you want me to answer first?"

He had imitated Mucha's tone by [-]% or [-]%, Lin Zhan was so choked that he had nothing to say, and stared angrily.Someone next to him played the role of He Ximu, and said slowly: "It seems to be Xie Zeyuan, do you know him?"

Lin Zhan scolded his mother: "Fuck, that idiot!"

The normally gentle brother Zhan seldom gets rough, Mu Xia and You Yi glanced at each other, and began to gossip very tacitly: "Do you know him? I think he is still carrying Apple's bag, the brown bag from last time."

"He's quite tall, and the apple looks like a little tail behind his back."

"Xie Zeyuan also bought candied haws for your apples. When they met, the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, and they laughed very happily."

"Yes, nothing wrong."

They left Lin Zhan to pieces and couldn't speak smoothly: "Candied haws? Backpack? Fuck me, the rich second generation doesn't have a good thing..."

Seeing that Lin Zhan was about to collapse because of the fact that his younger sister was alone with the strange boy, Mu Xia stood there with a dazed expression, changed into his slippers and went to brush his teeth, then Youyou turned on the bed, stretched out his hand and pressed on his head: "Brother Xiao Zhan , wake up - listen to me, Apple is just at the age of falling in love, you are a brother, not a father, okay?"

"What do you know?" Lin Zhan said sadly, "Xie Zeyuan? It's Xie Zeyuan!"

He repeated the name several times in succession, he let out a sigh of relief, thought of something, cursed and left the dormitory with his mobile phone in his hands, and came back near midnight—talking on the phone, Lin Zhan's brain circuit is indeed true at this point. Good guess.

Later, when Lin Po shyly introduced to everyone that the boy he met that day was her boyfriend, You You was lucky enough to witness the similar expression of his buddy Meng who grew up wearing a pair of pants.It's not an exaggeration to describe it as a thunderbolt. Only then did You You realize that the shattered youthful feelings can make a person forget about food and drink for several days.

It turns out that other people's feelings will be broken up before they can say it.

So far, there are no accidents in his youthful feelings. All the occasional thoughts, temporary fantasies, and repeated details and admiration are all projected onto the same person just right.

Witnessing that he gradually turned back from the wrong road of being at a loss and underestimated himself to an ordinary path, with thorns and shade, clouds and rainbows.

This was his own choice, the first time he chose a person seriously, entrusting his initial heartbeat.

The meaning of first love, You You thinks about it later, besides liking, it probably lies in these worries and stubbornness.

Soon after the start of the second semester, there was a series of small long holidays that the people loved.In high school life, the holidays and exams complement each other, occasionally depressed and occasionally happy, but most of the time is still following the rules and calm.

Their love has also been temporarily put on hold in the increasingly heavy study tasks, and the initial feverishness was gradually replaced by rational getting along.For example, every meal can be eaten together, there is less gossip in the shower, chatting and doing homework on the rooftop until midnight, hugging and kissing on the balcony under the pretext of smoking, but nothing happened again.

Mucha didn't think it was bad, You Yi was different from him.

As an art student, he still has to attend classes every week and occasionally sketch on weekends, and he will have to take the college entrance examination in another year. If he can only go to a garbage university by then, it will not be easy for the next few decades.

It's been nearly ten years since adolescence to college graduation, and every decision can affect life-he couldn't understand this, but it was Li Yanrunwu who taught him silently.When he was in Yuanye Studio, he had more time. Yuan Ye had recruited a few new students at the beginning of this semester. The quality of the school was uneven, but they all worked together.

Li Yan said: "Everyone likes to mess around, but is it that easy to mess around? In the 21st century, girls don't dream of marrying a good man and becoming a full-time wife. Boys should have their own ambitions, and they can't wait for rich women to take care of them." Bar?"

When she said this, everyone was laughing heartlessly, and Mucha was deep in thought with her chin resting on her hands.

Kind of makes sense...no, makes a lot of sense.

"So that's why you started accepting manuscripts recently?" You Yi unceremoniously grabbed a piece of beef from Mucha's bowl, "It's not that I'm too lazy to study and find something to do, I don't believe it."

Mucha took whatever he wanted, and generously pushed the bowl in front of You Yi to signal him to choose: "Small flowers."

He has a Weibo account that is not very popular, and occasionally sends some practice drafts, and the anime colleagues he has watched, there are not many fans, so he is considered a living person.Mucha took the newly bought pen tablet from You Yi, and tried it on his own computer, and it felt good, so he started to explore the tablet drawing, and in just two or three months, he achieved some success.

During a certain class, he told this matter out, and when Li Yan heard it, the other party not only didn't get angry, but encouraged Mu Xia to post some works on his personal homepage, such as sketches and gouaches.

With the teacher's approval, he suddenly became more energetic.

So some time ago, when I received a private message saying that I wanted to ask for a manuscript, Mucha swelled up and agreed.

"Is that time-consuming?" You Yi said, "You haven't attended the half-term exam next week, have you? Be careful when the time comes, Brother Qian invites your parents——can your mother come?"

"My mom went to Province Y to take pictures, we'll talk about it when the time comes." Mu Xia poked at the rice nonchalantly, "It won't be long before I draw a few headshots. When I was in elementary school, I drew Conan's big head for my classmates."

You Yi: "...Poof."

Mucha rolled his eyes: "Don't laugh, when I become famous in the future, your WeChat avatar will be worth a fortune, okay? Manuscripts, private orders, only this one has no semicolon."

You Yi cupped his fists: "I'm flattered."

After the portrait was drawn, the girl who asked for the draft paid the money without hesitation, and said "Thank you, miss" several times, making Mu Xia's friends laugh so hard that they couldn't straighten up, and used this as capital to mock him for a long time.

Begonia flowers bloomed and withered, and with a gust of wind, they fell lightly on the boy's soft black hair.

In the last comprehensive liberal arts subject of the half-term exam, Mucha woke up lying on the table when the invigilator knocked on the table.There was still half of his answer sheet left unfinished, so he rubbed his nose, reluctantly picked up the pen, and began to make things up.

The conditions of regional development, using materialist knowledge to analyze the above materials, and the significance of the first industrial revolution.

In which year was the enclosure movement, the beginning of World War II, the role of speeches in the south, and the impact of the Three Gorges Project on the environment.

To be or not to be, that's a question.Pythagorean theorem, circle and equation, Shakespeare's four tragedies, and a simple evaluation of Sherlock in The Merchant of Venice.

The black ink pen drew a full stop at the end, and Mucha got dizzy and fell down again—he is really not material for reading.

After finally dragging his weary pace back to the original classroom, the other students were moving the desks back to their original positions due to the greater gap between exams, and he spotted the cruiser sitting on the window frame at a glance.

There was a narrow back balcony in the classroom, and Youyou sat there with his feet on the back of the nearest chair, looking down and playing with his mobile phone carelessly.Others are in a mess, no one cares what he does, or how well the flowers bloom outside the window.

The flowering tree happened to be two stories high, and it grew towards the sun, its pink flowers surrounded by new growth, bathed in light and glistening even when there was no rain or dew.

With flowers and trees as the background, the young man has a cool and sultry expression, his face full of indifference.

Mucha walked over and kicked the stool, You Yi raised his head in confusion, and smiled when he saw him: "How do you feel?"

"It's terrible." Mucha sat down on the stool by the way, put his hands on the back of the chair, raised his head and looked at You Yi, "It's so sunny in my place, Kao Wen Zong sleeps half the time, the teacher doesn't call me If you do, you can sleep until you hand in the exam."

"Didn't you sleep in your hearing this morning?" You Yi taunted him with his fingers, "Choose one of the three long and one short, and if you are not sure, choose C. Let us guess how much Mu Xiaoxia can get right this time, three points one?"

Mu Xia pinched You Yi's calf: "Fuck you, get down for me, and die with your neck up."

The old god You Yi pinched the back of his neck on the ground and rubbed it, the stiff spine was completely relaxed by such a smooth movement, Mucha couldn't help but sigh: "It's a bit cool."

"That's right, you look like an old man." You You criticized by name, "Brother Xiao Zhan said to play basketball, and then he can go out of school to buy fried rice today during the holiday. Don't you like that?"

"Then go, I'll cheer for you." Mucha clapped his palms and got into the mood first, "Cruising is the best, awesome, three-pointers are sure to hit, scoring 50 points in a single game!"

Youyi's hand stopped immediately: "What about you, are you going to play?"

Mucha lazily lay down again, with his chin resting on the back of the chair, his head drooping, his neck hurts a bit from being stretched due to the weightlessness, but the pain is very refreshing: "No, I don't like this."

"You're lazy!" You Yi said, put his hands together and got off the window sill, unzipped the school uniform, took off his jacket and stuffed it into Mucha's arms, "Then I'll go, I'll bring you food when I come back!"

"Hey, thank you Brother You." Mucha agreed, hugged his coat and took a deep breath.

The corner of the classroom was heavy and quiet. He sat back in his seat. The desk was clean and tidy. On the upper right corner, there was a word "Morning" jokingly inscribed by a classmate who sat on this desk a month ago.

The wind blows leisurely, the branches of crabapple are blowing heavily, and the half-shedded petals float into the classroom.

Mucha was leaning on the school uniform jacket that was cruising, with a few ink spots splashed on the sleeves, and there was a fragrance of shampoo on the neckline.

"What do you think first love should be like?" Ye Chuan asked him that time, after hearing that he had a new boyfriend, he joined in the fun with great interest, "Do you and I feel... different?"

At that time, he scolded Ye Chuan for something wrong, and then changed the subject.

At this moment Mu Xia suddenly remembered that in a half-dream and half-awake, the first love seemed to be the dress in his arms.In the evening of spring, the night wind becomes colder, and the fragrance of flowers is faint.

He waited for his boyfriend to come back from buying his favorite fried rice.

Same with everyone.

The author has something to say: Transition, I will strive to update tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then ask for leave to go out to pick up materials (you man