brother you are so kind

He remembers the boy telling him not to give up his studies.

As long as you don't give up, there is a chance.

It's a pity that you dropped out of school now with such excellent grades.

It was dark and the street lights were on.

A black luxury car drove up, and a man and a woman got out of the car. When they saw the boy, they were very excited and hugged him.

When the boy saw his parents, he argued to them that it was not his fault.

It was the puppy's fault that he chased the puppy out.

The boy's parents couldn't bear to criticize him, they just patted his little head and told him not to do this next time.

Shen Yan finally understood to whom the boy's outstanding appearance was inherited.

There are very few decorations in his home, and there is always a faded and yellowed poster hanging on the wall, but the movie stars in the poster are still as beautiful as ever.

Later, he received a call from the school teacher, who seemed to know his concerns and told him that his grades were excellent, the tuition fee could be waived, and there was a generous scholarship.

Caring people donated money to this mountain high school to set up a heart scholarship and donated a large number of books to the school library.

On the day the donated books arrived, the school teacher handed over a book to Qin Jin alone.

The book is an old edition of a masterpiece, and it can be seen that the original owner loves it very much, just like a new book.

On the title page of the book was written a line of poetry.

Xu Shi who wrote the pen is still young, and his strokes are a little immature, but the pen has its own strength of character, with the posture of wandering clouds and startling dragons.

**********

Later, Shen Yan was admitted to the Literature Department of Wenda University with honors.

He stood in the aisle of the green leather train, wobbling for twelve hours, and arrived in Wencheng.

The streets of Wencheng seem to be full of historical stories, and every trace of the past is like a medal left by history, and the century-old Wenda is one of the best.

When he stepped into Wenda with a suitcase and a big bag alone, Shen Yan felt a little dazed when he looked at the tall trees on both sides of Wenda Road and the towering teaching buildings standing beside Wensi Lake.

All of this is as unreal as a dream, and he has really come to Wencheng University, which countless students dream of.

The University of Wenzhou has a strong academic atmosphere, and you can see students reading papers everywhere.

Shen Yan liked to read since she was a child, and after coming to Wenda, she even stayed in the library, reading books eagerly.

He seldom leaves the school, and usually just writes to earn manuscript fees. His roommates say that he is the most nerdy man on the upper and lower floors of the fifth building of Wenda Nan dormitory.Practitioners in the library dormitory and teaching buildings at three points and one line, the book has its own golden house, and the book has Yan Ruyu's most steadfast believer.

What they didn't know was that Shen Yanhui often went to Wenda's back mountain.

The back mountain of Wenda University is actually not very high, it can barely be regarded as a high point of the soil slope, and there are many trees on it, no matter spring or summer, mosquitoes are rampant. It is rumored that there are grass snakes swimming in it, so not many people come here.

Shen Yan sat under the banyan tree on the top of the mountain and read a book every once in a while.The line of sight here is excellent, and you can clearly see the sports grounds of the High School Affiliated to Wenda University.

The High School Affiliated to Wenda University and Wenda University are separated by a small hillside and a tile wall, and the closest to the hillside is a tennis court.

Every time Shen Yan came over, it was in the evening on weekends, and he didn't stay for a long time. When he was reading, he would look at the vigorous sound of the tennis court in the distance. When the sun was setting, he would go back to the dormitory with the book in his arms.

The teaching building of Wenda University has been newly renovated in recent years. The classrooms are spacious and bright, but when the summer rainy season comes, the class room on the first floor always looks damp and dull.

One day when class was about to end, the back door of the lecture hall on the first floor was pushed open slightly, and some people looked back, their eyes kept falling on the boy and they couldn't look back.

The boy was wearing a dark blue school uniform of the High School Affiliated to Wenzhou University. He was standing by the door with arms folded, listening to music with earphones on. He didn't fit in with Wenda University's environment, but he easily caught everyone's attention.

Like a handsome young man walking out of a picture handed down from generation to generation.

Professor Qin on the podium coughed heavily, and Fang took everyone's eyes back.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Professor Qin, who never procrastinated, also left get out of class on time today, but there were still many people in the huge classroom. They procrastinatedly packed their things, and while whispering to each other, they kept glancing at the boy who was still standing by the back door.

The boy walked to the podium quickly, and when he passed by, a girl mustered up the courage to say hello to the boy, but before she could speak, the boy shouted to Professor Qin on the podium, "Dad, hurry up!" ..."

There was an uproar in the classroom. No one expected that the gentle and young-looking Professor Qin would have such a big son, and most importantly, he was so handsome.

Professor Qin has always been unassuming. Some students joked about it. Professor Qin laughed and chatted with everyone and said that the rain outside seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, so he asked the students to go back to the dormitory.

While chatting, the boy looked down at the phone.

He is extremely tall, but even when he lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, he didn't look half hunched over. He stood there like a pine tree, accustomed to other people's eyes, and kept swiping his mobile phone leisurely.

The students in the classroom finally left. Professor Qin packed up his things, turned off all the equipment, and left the classroom with the boy.

Outside the stairs, there is a dark green lawn. Among the green grass, there is a dark statue - that is the statue of Qin Cheng, the first president of Wenzhou University. But at this time, the statue was blown away by the rain and the wind. The breathing became heavier.

It was raining heavily, and the tiles outside the staircase room were all aqua, but there was still a person standing outside the door.

Professor Qin asked, "Lin Yan, why didn't you reply?"

He recognized it as his student.

"I didn't bring an umbrella..." Lin Yan clenched the bag in his hand and replied in a low voice.

"Don't you have an umbrella? Let me lend you an umbrella..." The boy handed the umbrella to Lin Yan.

The handle of the umbrella was black, but the boy's skin was extremely white. The two contrasted against each other, making his complexion as jade-like as snow.

Seeing that Lin Chenyan didn't pick up, the boy just stood there and looked at him, the boy couldn't help but smile, he was already handsome, and with a slight smile, it bloomed like thousands of flowers in spring, "Take it, you can just return it to my dad later." .”

The years pass away silently like still water, but never look back.

From entering Wenzhou University to graduating from Wenzhou University, and now, more than five years have passed without knowing it.

And from the day when he first met Qin Jin, suddenly eight years have passed.

But every moment when he met Qin Jin, he still remembers it so clearly.

He clearly remembered the faint smile on Qin Jin's lips every time he looked up, the back view of Qin Jin turning away, and the words Qin Jin said calmly amidst the sound of the rain.

However, Qin Jin never remembered.

******

Rain is a letter sent by spring, and after opening, one can hear the sound of sprouting and revival of all things.

Another new year.

The humidity in the mountains is very heavy, and returning to the southern sky is coming soon.

Shen Yan was closing the window, the phone in his pocket was buzzing, he immediately stopped and took out the phone.

"Shen Yan... have you watched my new program - "Excellent Literary Talent"?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was full of vigor, like the rising sun, easily dispelling the mist of the world.

Shen Yan said in a low voice: "I saw it."

"My performance is not bad." During the voice, there was the sound of turning the pages of a book.

"You were the champions in that period, and your performance was obviously excellent."

Qin Jin smiled, "I haven't seen you for so many days, my little master still praises people."

After Shen Yan left Rongcheng, they still kept in touch frequently, but they often hung up after chatting for a few minutes.Every few days, Qin Jin will go online to Doomsday City, play a game or two with Shen Yan and then go offline, or play a few mobile games with Shen Yan, only these times Qin Jin will relax and chat comfortably.

There was noise from the microphone. Someone was asking Qin Jin about some matters. Around the end of the year, Qin Jin seemed to be busier.

Qin Jin took the microphone far away and finished giving instructions, then turned the chair and continued, "I've been so busy recently that I'm going to get anorexia, I really miss the sweet and sour pork ribs you made... By the way, your new article Is it going well? Can you let me see, I want to be the first reader of your new article..."

With the advancement of technology, the distance between people has been infinitely shortened, as if there is no harm in being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

Shen Yan held the phone tightly. The biggest advantage of not seeing each other was that he didn't need to hide his expression. He said in his usual voice, "Okay, I will probably finish the draft by scrolling up the day after tomorrow, and I will send it to you when the time comes, you Review it to see if there are any deficiencies."

"How can I pick out the flaws in your writing, it's all perfect in my eyes." Qin Jin rested his mobile phone on the palm of his hand, and his head was supported by the mobile phone, his ears were covered with heat.

Hearing the editor-director's call, Qin Jin sighed: "I'm going to record the show again, alas, it's another busy and fulfilling day, little master, I'm so envious of you, let's stop chatting, goodbye."

The urging over there was urgent, and Qin Jin hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.

The spring rain is like silk and curtains, unknowingly falling on the window sill, and the layers of wetness seem to be like a thousand strands of sorrow.

********

The sky is blue like rain, and the grass and trees are green.

Little dewdrops roll on the blue leaves, and then drip down quietly along the veins of the branches and leaves, silently blending into the embrace of Mother Earth.

What is even more eye-catching is the blooming flowers in spring, which are brilliant and blooming, like the clouds and brocades in the sky covering the sky and covering the earth.

The light crimson flowers vent the spirit of spring, quietly occupying the branches, and the east wind blows, falling to the ground, like red snow falling.

This piece of crimson red snow stretches across the mountains, but under the small building of Shen Yan, it is quite different. It is actually the moon white that monopolizes the branches, venting the spring brilliance, and blooming in clusters.

"Shen Yan, Shen Yan, guess where I am?"

"How do I know..." Shen Yan, who just came back from the outside, received a call from Qin Jin as soon as he got home. He answered while looking up at the bustling trees.

"Can't even guess this? Not smart enough..."

Shen Yan suddenly opened his eyes wide, turned around instantly, and inadvertently bumped into a flowering branch, and the flourishing branch rustled down like snow.

The courtyard door was pushed open, and the two of them pushed open the false door and stepped into the small courtyard.

The first thing Qin Jin saw was the tree full of blue flowers.

"what is this flower?"

"Jacaranda." Shen Yan broke off a wisp of flowers from a branch and handed it to him.

Qin Jin took the flower, sniffed it lightly, and liked the elegant and refined fragrance very much.

The jacarandas are in full bloom, full of trees, as gorgeous as a dream like a blue sunset.

It was a long time later that Qin Jin knew the flower language of the jacaranda—waiting for love in despair.

Qin Jin held the flower, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "Even the flowers are vying to welcome me."

He was not willing to throw the flower on the ground and turned it into mud. He walked faster than Shen Yan alone, and after entering the door, he put the flower branch in the light-colored flower vase on the window sill.

Qin Jin's sudden visit this time was completely unexpected by Shen Yan.When Shen Yan was about to ask Qin Jin something, Qin Jin seemed to know what he was thinking, tilted his head and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, this time I came to Fengcheng to attend the awards ceremony, so I stopped by to see you You won't be here for long, you'll be leaving tomorrow."

As Qin Jin said, he stretched out his hand and hammered the slightly stiff muscles on his shoulders. Although he was a little tired, he was very excited, "Have you finished writing the new article?"

"Not corrected yet..."

"Then I'll help you!" Qin Jin said obligingly.

Qin Jin sat in front of the computer and browsed intently. When Shen Yan wanted to talk, Qin Jin pointed to Shen Yan not to disturb.

Shen Yan, who couldn't laugh or cry, could only sit quietly beside her.

"It's immoral to be stuck here." Qin Jin said quietly after reading.

"..."

"Okay, okay, blame me, blame me for coming early." Qin Jin touched his nose, changed his expression, and said with a smile on his face, "This book is better than the previous ones, but it has the same shortcoming..."

"What's the downside?"

"Just looking at it makes my heart itch..."

"Okay, my fault." Shen Yan raised his hands, as if surrendering.

Qin Jin stood up, "So make it up to me, take me out for a stroll, I'm almost suffocated to death in Rongcheng, and I want to lock you in the room and let you keep typing."

After not seeing each other for a while, Shen Yan noticed that Qin Jin had lost weight again, and she couldn't feel it in front of the camera. At this moment, Qin Jin raised his eyebrows and smiled, his face was very three-dimensional, and even dimples appeared on his lips.

But Qin Jin's face was still full of energy, as if the battery in his body was always fully charged and full of energy.

The road in the forest is very quiet, no human voice is heard, only the birds are singing.

Walking in the forest, Qin Jin was interested in seeing everything, even the green vines climbing on the dark tree trunks could make him stop and watch.

After walking for a long time, passing through the big banyan tree with hanging roots covering the sky and the sun, you can see the road down the mountain.

On the stone pier under the banyan tree, a few raccoon cats lay comfortably on it, like a group of fur balls of various colors gathered together.

"Every plate looks like shrimp."

Qin Jin saw how comfortable these cats were, and said softly, "I really want to wake them up while they're not paying attention, and let them know what it means to be sinister in human nature!"

After hearing this, Shen Yan pulled Qin Jin back.Qin Jin looked back at him, "You really believe me, I'm an excellent young man who talks about four things and five beauties, how could I bully a kitten..."

Shen Yan shook her head, and said slowly, "Actually, I'm not worried about the cat, but about you. The cats here are very powerful in combat. I'm afraid that you will be scratched in the face, and you won't even be able to attend the award ceremony tomorrow."

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