The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

On August 2010, 08, the weather in July was cloudy

Zaibei in February

Looking forward to July

Tian Xia has a heart

for it

When Hokuriku arrived at the office, almost all the people from the Ideological and Political Teaching and Research Section had already arrived.

Someone greeted him, and he nodded symbolically, then sat at his desk and prepared today's class materials.

He has no class in the morning, and the class is scheduled in the afternoon, which means he has to stay in the boring office all morning.

When he is not in class, he can still go for a walk around the campus.Looking out at the sky, Hokuriku estimated that it would rain soon.

He held his forehead and tapped it lightly with his index finger to relieve his morning headache.

Perhaps it was the continuous rain that caused the air pressure to be too low, and Hokuriku felt that his chest was stuffy.

He got up and opened the window a little bit to let some wind in.

"Ms. Beilu!" As soon as Beilu sat on the chair, Mr. Gu, who was at the opposite station, called him with a embarrassed smile.

"Huh?" Hokuriku whispered a tone.

"Can you help me with the two classes at the School of Basic Medicine this morning?" Teacher Gu really couldn't find anyone, but she was going out to participate in the speaking competition in the morning. She was too busy last week and forgot to tell the director.

Hokuriku lowered his head and typed on his laptop.

Teacher Gu didn't say anything when he saw him, not knowing what he meant.

When they hadn't met Bei Lu before, they all knew that he was a very talented person. All the articles written by him were quoted from classics, and many of his papers were very profound.

And after meeting, everyone basically decided on him.

Maverick is probably his trademark.

But there was really no one to replace her, so she could only speak to him, seeing his expression as if he was not particularly willing.

Teacher Gu was about to give up at first, and she put the courseware materials that she was going to hand to him back on the table.

Unexpectedly, Hokuriku's hand typing on the keyboard stopped.

He said back to Teacher Gu, "Okay!"

When he heard the words "Basic Medical College" just now, he was distracted for a moment.

Teacher Gu hurriedly handed him the courseware materials and the USB flash drive, and said repeatedly, "Thank you!"

Hokuriku took it and put it on his desk, and said politely, "It's okay!"

He saved the text in the notebook, then opened the courseware materials prepared by Mr. Gu and browsed the general content, so that he knew it well.

Standing up, I wanted to close the window that I just pushed open, so that the materials on the table would not get wet again after the heavy rain.

"Is the ideological and political teacher in charge of the new training group here?" A gentle voice sounded at the door of the office.

Hokuriku turned his back to the door, and he hadn't let go of the hand on the window handle.

His tall figure cast a large shadow in front of Teacher Gu's eyes.

Teacher Gu seemed to see the shadow shake.

The two single male teachers in the office greeted her with smiles, "Mr. Sheng, your presence really makes our office flourish!"

Sheng Feiran stood at the door and stared at Beilu's back, the look on his face dimmed for a moment, and then returned to normal.

I heard that a very powerful person came to the Ideological and Political Teaching and Research Office this year, but I didn't expect it to be Hokuriku.

"Look at what you said, our new training group arranged to go out temporarily this Friday afternoon, and the original ideological and political class has been adjusted, so I'll tell the teacher." Sheng Feiran's words were soft and soft, making people feel that they were taken by this The depressed mood of the dull day is stretched.

Another teacher, who was sitting in the corner by the door, stood up and said, "The Office of Academic Affairs just called to notify me, and I'd like to trouble you to make a trip."

"I happened to pass by, so I came in to say hello to the teachers." Sheng Feiran's familiar tone made the teacher pleasing to the ears.

At this time, Bei Lu turned around slowly, picked up the courseware on the table, glanced at Sheng Feiran, and didn't say a word.

Sheng Feiran still has that gentle and gentle look, but he is much more mature than when he was in school, and his slightly curly black hair has been tied up in his head, adding a little childishness.

Smiling.

It's easy to be blindsided in a crowd.

But Sheng Feiran saw that he was still indifferent, so he opened his mouth first, "Mr. Beilu, are you going to class?"

"Hmm!" Hokuriku wanted to avoid her and go out.

Sheng Feiran still smiled and said, "I happen to be going there too, let's go together!" She greeted the people in the office, and followed Beilu's footsteps out the door.

The teachers in the office seemed to understand.

After all, Sheng Feiran is the school's signature, and he is still single, and for whom did Bei Lu choose to come here?Looking at Sheng Feiran's appearance just now, he knew that they had known each other before.

According to the brain circuit of normal people's gossip, a romantic drama has basically been formed.

Hokuriku ignored her, and went out the door and walked towards the teaching building.

The sky outside was low and heavy, like a huge curtain covering the top of the head, making people panic.

Hokuriku strode forward with an umbrella, and the sound of small steps followed him all the time.

"Yanhe! Yanhe!" That gentle voice always yelled behind Beilu and the others at that time.

Most of the time, Yanhe would turn his head when he heard it, but he couldn't say a few words, so Yanhe left.

On the other hand, Xu Lai was very enthusiastic. When he saw Sheng Feiran, he couldn't walk.

That summer, Sheng Feiran stood outside the yard of Yan He's house.

There was a knocking sound as he tapped on the iron door.

Maybe it was because she was wearing a pretty bright yellow dress that day, and the smelly brother at the door was not as fierce as usual, just panting and looking at her with his tongue out.

After a while Yanhe came out from the back room and opened the iron door.

The two entered the room with a smile.

Hokuriku was sitting by the window on the second floor with earphones on, and the English book in his hand hadn't been turned for a long time, just lying quietly under Hokuriku's eyelids.

The words on the book were all melted by the hot weather, sticking into a mixed-color pattern in front of his eyes.

The English hearing in the earphones seemed to be dismantled, and he couldn't understand a word.

Facing the oscillating fan he had been blowing at his back, "Wuwu" made a strange sound in the silent room.

Hokuriku kept staring at the wilted osmanthus tree in the yard.

Learn it to stay still.

It wasn't until the iron gate in the yard creaked again that Hokuriku came back to his senses.

The yellow figure in his eyes gradually moved away.

The earth scorched by the scorching heat was finally slowly touched by the night.

After dinner, Yan He turned over from the wall again, holding a piece of iced watermelon in his hand, and quickly jumped over with one hand.

He quickly ran up to the second floor.

Hokuriku was burying his head in the desk reviewing, and he didn't turn his head when he heard his footsteps.

The scorching heat of the day left a trace of residual heat in his heart, which has not yet dissipated.

He didn't even want to move, and he wasn't in the mood for dinner.

Yan He got used to the way Beilu's butt was facing people, so he directly stuffed the watermelon into his hand, and sat on the bed by himself.

Holding the cool watermelon, Bei Lu suddenly felt that the heat in his heart seemed to have dissipated a lot.

He lowered his head and ate the watermelon slowly.

That icy cold entrance quenched the heat in my heart.

Yan He thought it was too hot, so he lay on his back on the mat, his legs crossed and shaking constantly, one foot was still hooked up to a slipper, and he held his phone in both hands.

After Ms. Zhao came to read with him, Yanhe's life was miserable. She surrounded him all day long, and Yanhe didn't even have a chance to take out his mobile phone.

Seeing him lying down, Bei Lu knew that he was hot, so he turned the fan to face him.

He went to the restroom by himself and came back, and lay down beside him by the way.

Yan He heard the movement next to him, so he sat up like a carp, and rolled over him.

"You sleep over there, you can't stand the electric fan blowing too close."

Hokuriku turned his head to watch him play games, and he often watched him play games in the past, but most of the time Hokuriku looked away when he looked at him.

Yan He's side face looked more upright than his front face, especially when his chin was raised slightly, his sharp jaw line was stretched, and even the mole on his neck near the right shoulder pulsated slightly with his breath.

He always wants to reach out and touch.

Yanhe's game was over, and he knew that he had lost again by looking at his expression. Beilu immediately straightened himself and lay down while he didn't look back.

Yanhe suddenly remembered something, he closed the game interface, clicked on another file, and handed it to Beilu.

"Sheng Feiran said two days ago that the English review materials her mother found for her were edited by a special teacher named Laoshizi. I thought you might need them, so I asked her to copy them into my phone."

The heat from Yanhe's body was blown into Beilu's palm by the fan. He took the phone and put it on his chest without looking at it.

"Hmm!" Hokuriku answered him vaguely.It wasn't that he didn't want to answer this time.

He didn't know if it was because he didn't eat dinner, his abdomen was rumbling and rolling, accompanied by cramping intermittently.

Beilu gritted his teeth and said, "Yanhe! Did your watermelon belong to yesterday?"

When Yan He heard this, he didn't seem to be joking, so he immediately sat up and looked at Bei Lu, "What's wrong with you?"

Hokuriku curled up and covered his stomach.

"If my mother knows that I've given you a bad stomach, it's no wonder she doesn't kill me."

Yan He got out of bed quickly, turned the electric fan to the end of the bed, and turned it back like a gust of wind.

Hokuriku was lying on the bed, he knew he would come back later.

It doesn't seem to hurt that much anymore.

Until Beilu walked into the classroom, Sheng Feiran didn't talk to the back.

She stood under the corridor of the teaching building, looked at the corner where Hokuriku disappeared, and sighed slightly.

He still hasn't changed at all, she was wondering where she got the courage back then, and ran to tell him those words.

When I was young, I was so fearless and fearless!

Everyone is desperately polishing themselves in the future, wanting to quickly get rid of those seemingly ridiculous innocence, but they don't know that those are the most unattainable things in life.

Now even if you want to say the simplest words, you need to think for a long time and express them in the most euphemistic and roundabout way.

Maybe that's what sacrifices are needed on the road to growth.

I used to think that I was a fairy tale in the world, but then I cruelly discovered that I was just as humble as an ant.

Everything is nothing but delusion!