Today the up master is showing affection again

It takes nearly 10 minutes to take a bus from Wuzhong to Dongzhong.Tossing and turning insomnia at night, being pulled out of bed by Shen Cheng before seven o'clock, Luo Yunchuan was like a walking corpse, his sanity softened by the milky rain and fog.The bus in the early morning was either an office worker or an elderly person who got up early to buy vegetables. Shen Cheng and Luo Yunchuan simply stood there, not competing for seats with the elderly.

The drive was quite long, and it was okay to be idle. Shen Cheng used Luo Yunchuan's mobile phone to look through anonymous posts, trying to find some useful traces.When passing a large shopping station, the number of people on the bus doubled or tripled, and the air on the bus, which was not very big, became thinner.

Once there are more people, the equipment on the bus will not be enough.Seats are fine, there is no need to ask for extravagance, even the hanging rings have become scarce, the top of the head is full of hands, and the feet are stuck together like a geometric jigsaw puzzle.

As the number of people increases, the distance between people naturally has to be reduced in a limited space.Shen Cheng originally supported the back of the chair with one hand, but later he could only grab the ring above his head, and later, he and Luo Yunchuan put their shoulders together.Luo Yunchuan blinked his sleepy eyes, and he took two steps back, forcing a small space between himself and the seat.

How can there be a deserted area in such a crowded place, of course it is not allowed!So Shen Cheng was immediately squeezed between Luo Yunchuan and the seat.

The drowsy person finally found a pillow, and Luo Yunchuan separated Shen Cheng from the crowd, and then very exclusively, rested his chin on Shen Cheng's shoulder, and yawned happily.It's so leisurely and comfortable, which makes people envious.

"Little Zhugan, you won't go home on weekends?" While speaking, Luo Yunchuan's hot breath brushed against Shen Cheng's neck, and after the itching heat, it was slightly cool.

"It's too far away, it's troublesome to go back." Shen Cheng's gaze stayed on one of the photos, his eyes lit up, and he saved this photo and enlarged it separately.

"Then you stay in the dormitory alone on weekends?" Luo Yunchuan asked curiously, "You don't even miss your parents?"

"My parents are not at home." Shen Cheng just replied casually as he focused on the photos.In the photo, Luo Yunchuan was standing in front of a bulletin board, and there was a blackboard newspaper with the theme of Qixi Festival on the bulletin board.A tree was planted next to the bulletin board, and the shadow of the tree dragged a long tail on the ground: "Do you remember what day it was?"

Glancing lazily, Luo Yunchuan's eyebrows were pushed to the center of his forehead by hard thinking, but even if he wanted to break his head, there was nothing he could do.In the end, he choked out a sentence: "It seems to be the second grade of junior high school."

"Morning or afternoon? Which day?"

"……Can not remember."

An annoyed voice rang in his ears, and Shen Cheng patted his head resting on his shoulder with one hand: "It's okay, it doesn't have much impact." There are other ways to confirm the date.Shen Cheng asked, "How many days does the blackboard on the bulletin board change?"

This Luo Yunchuan knows very well that the bulletin board is a popular place he often goes to, and he spends time there if he has nothing to do: "Usually, it is changed regularly every Friday."

"What day was the Qixi Festival the year before last..." Shen Cheng murmured.

"Little bamboo pole, can we find that bastard by going to Dongzhong?"

"Not necessarily, but maybe we can find some clues." Shen Cheng said: "I know a lot about your junior high school life, and I followed you to the fifth middle school. have no idea."

"Huh? Then why don't you come to me directly, and make so many things in a roundabout way, doesn't he think it's troublesome?"

"...Who knows."

Probably just seeing you in long-term pain will give him genuine pleasure.

After passing through commercial districts and bustling areas, the number of people on board began to decline.Passengers regained their personal domain. Shen Cheng looked down at the photos, lost in his own thoughts, unaware of the changes in the outside world.Luo Yunchuan didn't remind him, and happily continued to rest his pillow on Shen Cheng's shoulder, even though he had already lost sleepiness.

After another stop, a man in a suit came up, with a briefcase under his arm, smoking a cigarette while talking on the phone.The driver of the car asked him to put out the cigarette, he nodded indiscriminately, and sat down in the empty seat next to Shen Cheng, but only focused on talking loudly, exhaling slowly from the cigarette between his fingers.

Sitting in front of Shen Cheng was an old lady, she smelled the smoke and looked back, and saw a burly man with a fierce face sitting behind her, swallowed her admonition again, and opened the car window angrily.

The wisp of smoke floated in front of Shen Cheng, and the person who was looking at the photo subconsciously covered his nose.Luo Yunchuan frowned. He was half lying behind Shen Cheng's back, but now he straightened up and grabbed the cigarette with his hands without saying a word.

With a gap between his fingers, the man raised his eyes, and saw a head of white hair, which was so dazzling in the sun that his eyes hurt.

"Uncle, you're almost ready." Throwing the cigarette butt on the ground and stamping it out, Luo Yunchuan leaned forward, looked down at the man on the seat, and said with a sneer, "Your school teacher didn't teach you that smoking on the bus is very bad." Morality."

Although he is a student, Luo Yunchuan is used to being arrogant, and with his height and long legs, he puts on a posture, which is really a bit bluffing.The man's eyes turned around on Luo Yunchuan's white hair, and somehow he deduced that this young man might be a tough guy, even though he looked angry, he kept silent and turned his face to the car window, Put on a posture that is not as knowledgeable as an ignorant teenager.

The smell of cigarettes completely dissipated, the white-haired boy bent down to pick up the cigarette butts on the ground with a facial tissue, and threw them into the trash can.

"Ah, you white-haired bastard, you have a good character!" The old lady who dared not speak up before laughed.

Luo Yunchuan: "..." This old lady, do you want to praise me or scold me.

"He's not a gangster, grandma." A series of movements interrupted Shen Cheng's train of thought, his eyes moved away from the phone, he looked directly at the old lady, and replied seriously: "He is my classmate."

The full name of Dongzhong is Dongqu No. [-] Middle School.In the imperial capital, the Eastern District is known as the wealthy district. Therefore, in order to highlight its status, more people emphasize the word Eastern District than the Eleventh Middle School.

If part of the style of No. [-] Middle School comes from the reputation bonus, then Dongzhong's style is really piled up by money.

There is no gate control in Dongzhong, and the campus is empty on weekends, leaving only a huge shell.The two of them were not in the mood to appreciate the campus, so they went straight to the bulletin board.

Get closer and distinguish carefully. The tree in the photo is a cherry tree, and the bulletin board is made of wood.

In front of the bulletin board is a pair of double chairs, with black iron curly flower borders, and the rain of cherry blossoms, giving it a somewhat romantic atmosphere.

Luo Yunchuan didn't know what clues he could find in Dongzhong, and he didn't see any big moves from Shen Cheng.Shen Cheng raised his head and looked at the sun, his eyes wandered around between the bulletin board and the cherry blossom trees, and he sat on the bench in front of the bulletin board, staring at the shadow of the tree on the ground, wondering what he was thinking.

The time of young people is always comfortable and tired, although most people often do not know the blessings in the blessings.The two sat side by side on the bench, watching the shadows of the cherry blossoms dancing with the wind.

There are few people here, and sometimes the chairs are covered with fallen flowers, and you can sleep on the pillow while the flowers are blooming, and even your dreams are lightened. It is no wonder that Luo Yunchuan likes to come here to pass the time.

"What are your plans for the weekend, little bamboo pole?"

"Read and study."

Just imagining this kind of life, Luo Yunchuan was so bored that he felt sleepy: "Aren't you going to go for a walk?"

"I'll go to my sister's place." Shen Lan is on duty this weekend, and she won't get off work until 05:30 in the afternoon.

"My sister?"

"Hmm." When mentioning his sister, the usually indifferent person actually showed a little tenderness.The dark blue like the night sky is changed to light blue, and the deep night becomes a sea covered with sunshine.

"That's great..." Luo Yunchuan looked at the tenderness and said, "I want to meet that big sister."

"Well, I have a chance to introduce you."

"I used to love it here." But this is the first time I've been here with another person.Even if you don't speak, you feel it is a very luxurious enjoyment.Thinking about it, Luo Yunchuan was suddenly very happy, and laughed softly.

The laughter was wet by the rain of cherry blossoms, revealing a hint of light pink sweetness.

"What are you laughing at?" Shen Cheng didn't understand why.

"I just suddenly felt that it would be great if I could meet Shen Cheng three years earlier." But, thinking about it this way, wouldn't I be much luckier at this moment than I was three years ago.

This bench can seat three people. Luo Yunchuan looked at the empty seat beside him, as if he saw the white-haired boy sitting here alone to pass the time two or three years ago.

Then suddenly became unwilling again.Luo Yunchuan said: "It still doesn't work." That me is not good enough, it is better for Shen Cheng to meet the current me.

The people beside him were talking to themselves, and they were still laughing just now, but now they are sullen again, and they don't know who they are competing with.Shen Cheng shook his head slightly, and said helplessly, "You're talking nonsense."

After spending more than two hours on the bench, Luo Yunchuan didn't feel bored at all. He didn't even think about playing mobile phones or handheld game consoles.Every minute and every second seems to be unique, and Luo Yunchuan doesn't want to let go of it.

When it was nearly ten o'clock, Shen Cheng stood up and walked between the cherry tree and the bulletin board.

Taking the direction of the bulletin board and the normal line of the board as reference objects, the direction of the tree shadow is approximately at right angles to the tree shadow in the photo.The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and I found the direction. The tree shadow I saw in front of me is facing the northwest, so the tree shadow in the photo is facing the northeast direction. The time should be in the afternoon, maybe between one and three o'clock.

It is difficult to judge the position of the camera based on the photo alone, but if you want to meet the direction of the bulletin board and the direction of the tree shadow at the same time, you must also take a clear picture of Luo Yunchuan's face, and the photo is obviously taken from a large angle. This neighborhood can meet all the conditions There are only two shooting locations.The only way Shen Cheng can think of now is to get as close to that person as possible, and slowly draw an outline from the black shadow.