Mr Gingerbread

Han Qiaoyu's campus romance is stuttering, but she works hard enough.Not only him, but the two brothers behind him are also gearing up to help out with ideas.Especially after Han Qiaoye heard from his second brother that the person he was looking for was still studying, he gave him a lot of advice as a college student.

In the wechat group of the three brothers, Han San enthusiastically suggested: "Second brother, you really don't want to send a package? Last time, Xie Chunkai and the others delivered it very well. Basically, the 'package' can cure all diseases."

Han Qiaoyu rejected him with one word: "No."

Han San thought for a while, and said: "It's too naive to blow up fireworks downstairs, and now everyone who plays like this is a bitch. Otherwise, it's not easy for the second sister-in-law to skip class after school starts, and it's too late to get a visa." Hurry up, let her choose a place to play in the country..."

Han Qiaoyu said, "What do you mean?"

Han San: "Isn't there a saying that if Shi Shiwei takes her to see all the prosperity of the world? After having enough fun, ride the merry-go-round."

The eldest brother of the Han family replied slowly: "Qiao Ye, who did you learn this from in school, it doesn't sound right."

Han San was even more surprised than him: "What, isn't that how campus love is talked about?!"

Brother Han: "...Qiao Yu, stop him."

Han Qiaoyu: "Okay."

Han San's misfortune came out of his mouth, and his card was blocked for a month, and his heart ached so much that he was about to bleed.

Han Qiaoyu fell in love step by step by himself. Although he was a little unfamiliar, he talked with gusto.

Lu Ming is not a particularly clingy person, and Han Qiaoyu is also a self-disciplined person.

Lu Ming was busy in the studio, and Han Qiaoyu waited quietly. Conversely, Lu Ming did the same when Han Qiaoyu was busy in meetings.There are quite a lot of things that the two can talk about, but most of the time, because of the time distance, they can only quiet each other down and accompany each other in their own way.

But only relying on mobile phones to communicate, occasionally there will be a little disagreement.

When Han Qiaoyu came back from a social event, seeing that the time was still early, he would occasionally call Lu Ming to wake him up. This time he was picked up very quickly, and Lu Ming almost got out of bed to answer the phone when he heard the ringtone. .

When Han Qiaoyu heard him speak, he could still hear his panting with a smile, he was stunned for a moment, and then his mood improved, and he asked him while taking off his tie, "What are you up to, just finished running? "

Lu Ming smiled and said, "No, I was just messing around with the people in the dormitory."

Han Qiaoyu changed to a more relaxed position on the sofa, and asked again: "What are you playing?"

He asked seriously, as if he wanted to listen to a report. Lu Ming was amused by him: "Just like usual, nonsense, Lao Lin and the others are going to practice, and another classmate may have to stay for the postgraduate entrance examination, so I don't know. We got together and chatted casually. Would you like me to write a written report to you, Mr. Han?"

Han Qiaoyu smiled and said, "If it's convenient for you."

Lu Ming immediately begged for mercy: "It's not convenient, I've been very busy recently."

Han Qiaoyu could almost imagine Lu Ming clasping his hands in front of him and begging for mercy. His heart softened after being flattered, and he said to him, "You want to go to practice too. You said you were going to help the teacher?"

Lu Ming said: "That's right, but I'm half helping and half an intern. Anyway, I don't have to take the exam. Staying in the dormitory all the time is too hated. I'm almost a class enemy." There were two random knocks on the iron railing, which sounded like a string of musical notes. "I have been helping Dean Sun for the past few days. Do you remember the painting last time? It was the one you painted with me when I was in the studio. Dean Sun said he would use it as a demonstration and praise me It's time to write."

They send messages most of the time, occasionally voice and video. There are not many quiet places in the school. The environment of Lu Ming's painting classroom is quiet, and few people go there when graduation is approaching. Han Qiaoyu asked Lu Ming to turn on the video. Putting it on the table beside him, he watched Lu Ming draw pictures, and sometimes he didn't speak for a whole morning, but knowing each other was there, he would feel better.

Han Qiaoyu thought of that painting, it was the tender lotus and dragonfly in summer, the ink painting was wanton and full of fun, just like Lu Ming's people, it made people like it when they saw it.

He carefully asked: "Take it away, will you return it?"

Lu Ming couldn't help laughing, and under Han Qiaoyu's repeated questioning, he agreed to turn around and ask him, "What's the use of taking it?"

Han Qiaoyu said solemnly: "I collect it."

Lu Ming: "Pull it down, I can't afford to put me together with the works of those masters in your family."

Han Qiaoyu said, "Then put it in a separate room."

After talking about painting for a while, they turned back to Lu Ming. Han Qiaoyu's work was too boring, and he wanted to hear Lu Ming talk more than himself.However, when he heard Lu Ming mention the school bathroom, he frowned slightly, reached for a glass of water and drank it slowly, and asked carefully, "Isn't there a private bathroom in the dormitory?"

Lu Ming said: "It broke down two days ago, and it hasn't been fixed since I reported it for repair."

Han Qiaoyu tried his best to calm down his tone, and suggested, "Lu Ming, do you want to move out?" He paused for a moment, and added, "I'm not interfering with your life, I just feel that you are living with other people in the dormitory now. It might be a bit inconvenient to be together. Like your work and rest time, you didn’t say that they have internships and people who are preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, right. You stay in the studio too late, and coming back will affect other people’s rest, right? "

Lu Ming hesitated and said, "You don't want me to take a bath with them, do you?"

Han Qiaoyu: "..."

Han Qiaoyu: "...Not all of them. They go out for internships too hard. They get up early and come back late. I'm also worried about your sleep."

Lu Ming smiled, leaned over the railing on the edge of the dormitory building and looked out, he could see most of the campus where he lived for four years.He said, "No need, after a while, everyone will go out for an internship, and we won't see each other a few times, so there's no need to move out."

Han Qiaoyu said, "Your roommate is so lucky."

Lu Ming: "What?"

Han Qiaoyu sighed: "When I asked you to stay, I always tried my best to keep him overnight. You probably forgot how to torture me."

"Where is it? We have been together for four years. We are brothers, not the same as you." Lu Ming smiled and prolonged his voice, and asked him provocatively, "Han Qiaoyu, are you jealous?"

The answer over there was quite straightforward: "Yes."

Lu Ming smiled and said, "You don't come here, when you were in the army, you didn't miss bathing with others... Hey, is your comrade-in-arms in such a good shape? How much have you seen?"

The other side of the phone thought about it seriously, and said, "I can't remember."

Lu Ming's heart was slightly sour, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, is there a lot?"

"Before you, I didn't observe much," the other side paused and said in a low voice, "I only remember yours."

Lu Ming lay on the balcony on the top floor and called him, chatted and laughed for a while, and when it was late, both of them quieted down, waiting for each other to hang up first, one said good morning and the other good night.

The screen of the mobile phone with the temperature of the palm has gone black, there is no voice from that person, and there is no laughter that relaxes him and every sentence that he said casually can speak to his heart. The power cut off does not seem like a contact. Tools, on the contrary, seem to cut off the good mood together, and when surrounded by instant loss, it really makes people feel troubled and headache.

Han Qiaoyu knocked on the table, sat on the swivel chair, looked up at the window and frowned for a long time, before saying with emotion: "Four years."

Someone knocked on the door, Han Qiaoyu restrained his expression, and then resumed his work appearance, still the same Mr. Han with a sullen face and a vigorous and vigorous manner.

time flies.

Lu Ming and Han Qiaoyu communicate frequently, but not as much as before.

Han Qiaoyu was too busy with work, and Lu Ming didn't have enough time.Sometimes Lu Ming misses him, but the other person is already asleep. This feeling of emptiness and irritability surrounds him all the time, so Lu Ming calms down to write and draw, preparing for the next graduation.Han Qiaoyu sometimes drank a glass of wine in the dead of night, and chewed the sweet memories from before, wishing he could bite into pieces and swallow it with the wine.

He really couldn't stand it, and he didn't want Lu Ming to get up early and go to bed late, so he made an agreement with Lu Ming that no matter how busy he was, he would record a voice and send it to the other party every day. Sometimes he acted a little lonely, and Lu Ming would give him A few photos, with this little thing, I have only survived for a few months.

Han Qiaoyu knew about Lu Ming's recent situation in the messages he sent one after another, and he knew what he drew, and was praised by the teacher again. One day, he went out with his seniors to shop for antiques, and one day, he was criticized by the teacher for failing to write well. It's gone... He wished he could know everything about Lu Ming, know all about him, and live himself into the other party's life.

Han Qiaoyu looked at a short video sent from his mobile phone. It was Lu Ming playing during the day. He played well and was surrounded by a group of people. When he reached for his mobile phone, the bright smile on his face was still there. His face was covered in sweat, and when he laughed, the tip of his nose wrinkled slightly, revealing a little bit of canine teeth. He shook his phone a little bit, raised his head to thank the other party, and then heard a girl whisper "It's okay" in a nervous and shy voice. .

Before Han Qiaoyu could react, the enlarged smiling face following Lu Ming occupied the entire screen, leaving him no time to care about other people.Lu Ming raised his head and raised his eyebrows, smiled at him and made a victory gesture, and said with a little pride: "I won, you lost the previous bet, who said that short people can't play well? You Ah, think of something for me!"

Han Qiaoyu watched it several times in a row, and paused at one place. Lu Ming was wearing a ball uniform, his sweaty appearance, and his triumphant smile. He liked everything very much.The uniform was wide, revealing a large collarbone, and Han Qiaoyu reached out and touched it, flesh.The body was fresh, but it was not within reach. He touched it and quickly withdrew his hand. He frowned and looked at it for a long time before sighing heavily.

The calendar on the side clearly showed that it was May, and there was still a month to go.

We can meet each other in one month, and he also has one month to prepare a gift for Lu Ming.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Han Qiaoye, who wanted to please his brother: Second brother, do you want me to help you choose a gift?

Han Qiaoyu: Shut up.