I want this sand sculpture

The two of them slept until noon the next day before Du Yan took a picture of Song Qichen.

The hotel is not far from Z University, it only takes 10 minutes to walk.

After casually eating something at the school gate, Du Yan accompanied Song Qichen to report to school.

The past few days when the freshmen registered were particularly lively, even at noon the campus was crowded with people.

When they finally found the registration point of the School of Social Sciences, the two of them were already sweating from the heat.

Song Qichen took out the admission notice and ID card, and obediently stood at the end of the queue.

Du Yan was extremely hot next to him, fanning the wind with the handy flyer. However, in such a weather where the sun is so strong that it can melt the asphalt road, there is almost no wind at all.

After standing for another half minute, Du Yan patted Song Qichen's arm, and put the box on his hand at his feet, "I'm going to buy a popsicle, what flavor do you want?"

"Grape," Song Qichen frowned, "Do you know where it is?"

"I know," Du Yan smiled, "I'm not you, I can't go home after three blocks."

"Get lost." Song Qichen slapped him with a smile.

Song Qichen moved forward slowly while observing the school casually, and he had already noticed when he came, that Z University is quite big, and there are many paths, it may take a while to fully understand it.

If Du Yan was here, he wouldn't have to know the way.

Thinking of this, Song Qichen sighed softly, he was already reluctant to part with this person before he left.

The line moved forward bit by bit, and Du Yan hadn't come back when Song Qichen reached the line.

There are about five or six people in the shed of the School of Social Sciences, and the person in charge of registration is a senior with a white peaked cap.

Song Qichen handed over his own information, and when the senior sister took it, she raised her eyes and glanced at him, her eyes lit up immediately.

"Hello," the senior sister greeted Song Qichen with a smile, "Which department is the junior?"

"Apply psychology." Song Qichen said, and smiled politely at senior sister, he didn't like being stared at like this.

"Hey! You're from the department. This year's mentality is amazing." The cap senior flipped through the signature form in her hand, smiled and poked a glasses senior sitting next to her with her arm, then turned her head and handed the pen to Song Qichen, pointing Pointing to a blank space, "Sign here and fill in the information. The student came alone?"

Song Qichen took the pen, bent down and was about to write, when he heard this, he was taken aback, "No."

"Did Mom and Dad come together?" Senior sister asked again.

"No." Song Qichen frowned and answered the question briefly.

"That……"

"Oh, I'm crushed to death," what did the senior sister want to say, but Du Yan suddenly appeared from the side and interrupted her. Before his mouth, "Eat it quickly, it will melt in a while."

Song Qichen glanced at him, said nothing, hooked the corner of his mouth, and grabbed the popsicle.

"Are you a freshman this year too?" The senior didn't feel dissatisfied at being interrupted, and smiled friendlyly at Du Yan, "Which college?"

"Me?" Du Yan pointed at himself and shook his head, "I'm not, I came with him."

"So," the senior sister nodded knowingly, and after seeing Song Qichen filled out the form, she took out a key from the box next to it and handed it to him, "Brother?"

"Ah." Song Qichen took the key, responded vaguely, told his senior sister not to get involved with Du Yan, and left.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Du Yan couldn't keep up with the suitcase behind him, so he shouted, "You don't know the way."

Song Qichen stopped and sat down on a wooden chair under the shade of a tree by the side of the road.He stretched his legs, squinted at Du Yan, "Unhappy?"

Du Yan came over and rubbed his head vigorously, and sat down beside him, "How did you know that?"

"You don't usually interrupt like that suddenly." Song Qichen took a bite of the popsicle, feeling it slowly melt into grape-flavored water on the tip of his tongue.

"Suddenly?" Du Yan frowned and thought for a while, "Anyway, I think that senior sister treats you a little bit, so stay away from her."

Song Qichen stared at him for a long time, and couldn't help laughing under the serious eyes of the other party, "I guess I will see her once today, I don't even remember what she looks like."

Du Yan accompanied Song Qichen to the dormitory. Z University's dormitory is similar to that of No. [-] Middle School. Four people sleep in it. There is a balcony and private bathroom, but the space is a bit larger.

When they arrived, two of the three roommates had already arrived, one accompanied by their parents and the other by themselves, and they seemed to be easy to get along with.

The beds in the dormitory were assigned uniformly by the college, Song Qichen simply greeted the two roommates, and put the box next to his desk.

"There is a rag on the balcony," Song Qichen said to the bed. He was a boy who was not too tall and was unaccompanied. He looked very independent. He had almost finished cleaning and was sitting on the bed to hang the mosquito net. Alright, take it and wipe the table."

"Thank you." Song Qichen nodded.

"It's okay." The boy laughed, showing two pointed canine teeth.

Song Qichen smiled politely at him, and led Du Yan to the balcony.

After tidying up all afternoon and buying the things that should be bought, it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon when the last roommate arrived late.

The boy from Little Huya was named Li Qiu, the other one who came earlier was named Chao Chen, and the one who arrived last was named Liu Qiaobin.

After a few people chatted for a while, Song Qichen and Du Yan left the school.

Exhausted physically and mentally after half a day, the two found a barbecue restaurant on the snack street outside the school to reward themselves.

"Are you staying in the dormitory today? What if your roommate thinks you don't fit in?" Although Du Yan was happy that Song Qichen had returned to the hotel, he still frowned worriedly.

Song Qichen glanced at him, bit a piece of meat and chewed it in his mouth, "Have I been in a group?"

"No," Du Yan thought for a while, "It's better not to let them find you difficult to get along with."

"That's fine." Song Qichen swallowed the meat in his mouth, stood up and patted his pants, "I'm going back to school now."

"No!" Du Yan pulled him back onto the stool and stared at him viciously, "Don't even think about going back after leaving the school."

Song Qichen burst out laughing, took Du Yan's hand and squeezed it vigorously.

Du Yan was on the plane the next morning, and the two of them were very peaceful that night, lying on the bed and sleeping obediently.

But from the fact that Du Yan held his arm tightly, Song Qichen knew that he did not fall asleep that night.

Waking up in the morning, Du Yan hugged Song Qichen and kissed him hard before going downstairs to check out the room.

They booked a car to go to the airport at seven o'clock in the morning. It was a bit early and the driver hadn't arrived yet.

Du Yan was sitting on the sofa in the lobby of the hotel, sinking his whole body into it, half-squinting his eyes and staring at Song Qichen's back who was taking breakfast.

Song Qichen seemed to have grown a little taller again, his white T-shirt dangled with the movement of his figure, and the necklace he gave him hung around his neck.

It took more than 40 minutes from the hotel to the airport, but Song Qichen felt that it only took 5 minutes.

When watching Du Yan enter the security check, a great sense of loneliness enveloped him suddenly.

Du Yan was carrying a bag alone, and when he moved two steps forward, he had to turn his head to look at Song Qichen, and finally turned around and walked backwards, stepping on a girl in front of him.

Song Qichen didn't turn around and leave the airport until he could no longer see Du Yan.

Getting in the taxi, Song Qichen held his chin to look at the completely different scenery outside.

Only one year, only one year, Song Qichen told himself.

As soon as Du Yan returned home, he devoted himself to studying hard, and rarely sent messages, only saying good morning in the morning and chatting for a while in the evening.

In order to be able to talk to Du Yan in the morning, Song Qichen even changed his temper and got up at six every day to reply to messages.

The military training at the university lasted for half a month. During this half month, Song Qichen became a lot darker, and his hairstyle was forced to be shaved to a regular size, but this did not affect his rapid fame in the academy.

As soon as the military training is over, the recruiting of major organizations and clubs in the school begins.On the first night, Song Qichen squeezed a group of seniors from different organizations into their dormitory.

It happened to be Saturday, and Song Qichen was sitting cross-legged on the bed, making a video call with his boyfriend whom he hadn't seen for half a month.

"I'm darker than you." Song Qichen wrinkled his nose at the camera.

"It's okay, I got back in two months." Du Yan was gnawing on an apple, "Besides, you look better in black."

"It's useless to flatter me," Song Qichen laughed, "How is your Weibo account doing?"

Du Yan said two weeks ago that he set up a Weibo account, and if he had nothing to do, he would post some pictures with the topic, which would increase his popularity. Song Qichen was his first fan.

"You can see for yourself." Du Yan got up and threw the finished apple core into the trash can, then walked back and threw himself into the sofa, with a bit of grievance in his voice, "Don't mention that, don't you think so?" miss me?"

Song Qichen raised his eyes and glanced at his roommates, then lowered his voice, "Think."

"Then give me a kiss." Du Yan raised the corner of his mouth and showed a wicked smile.

Song Qichen's Adam's apple twitched, and he glanced at his roommates again, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated with the thrill of stealing a kiss from his boyfriend in the dormitory.He was about to put his lips close to the camera, but was so frightened by the sudden knock on the door that he almost dropped the phone.

"Oops," Du Yan patted his chest in the camera, "I'm scared to death, who is it at night?"

"I don't know," Song Qichen frowned and glanced at the door that Chao Chen had opened, and a few people he didn't know came in, there were men and women.He turned his head and quickly kissed the camera, "I'll go down and have a look, you go to bed early, don't wait for me."

"Well," Du Yan nodded with a smile, and replied loudly, "Good night."

"Good night." Song Qichen hung up the video, and crawled out of bed with his long legs.

After their conversation at the door just now, Song Qichen almost figured out what this group of people were here for, and it was probably the legendary "sweeping buildings to recruit newcomers".

"Are you on the phone with your girlfriend?" The short senior with curly yellow hair greeted him.

Song Qichen was stunned for a moment, smiled and said nothing, it was a tacit agreement.

"I really have a girlfriend," Huang Curly-haired senior seemed a little disappointed, but quickly recovered her smile and handed over a flyer, "Whatever, are you interested in our club?"

The senior in the white shirt next to him patted the curly-haired senior sister on the head with some displeasure, "The club sweeps the building after the student organization, why are you here so early?"

"Oh, what should I do if I came late and was snatched away?" Senior Huang Curly-haired slapped his hand away, and then smiled at Song Qichen, "Our agency specializes in psychological counseling, and they are professional for you. There are also public welfare activities, which are both meaningful and fun, do you think about it?"

Song Qichen lowered his eyes and looked at the very succinctly drawn leaflet for a while, then pursed his lips, "Yes."

"That's okay," the senior sister happily took out a pen and wrote a series of numbers on the flyer, "My name is Huang Ya, this is a new member of our club, if you want to join, please add it. "

"Yeah." Song Qichen nodded.

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