Fairy, give back my grandfather

01

Holding the tape recorder, Duan Cheng turned the campus upside down, and finally found Qi Songlin in the small bamboo forest in the back mountain.

There was no sound of people around, only the rustling of bamboo leaves, and... Duan Cheng's heart beating wildly.He pressed his left chest, took deep breaths, and then told himself to calm down, calm down, calm down again, isn't that just confessing to the male god?He has been preparing for so long, it must be no problem!

Well, it must be fine... right?

Facing his shaky legs, Duan Chengqian laughed twice, expressing hehehe.

He is timid and easily nervous, so for this confession, he deliberately recorded a long paragraph of what he wanted to say, and prepared to play it directly to Qi Songlin. After all, for him, his voice is his only advantage.

The winding gravel path circled to the stone table. Qi Songlin was wearing a shirt and trousers, sitting in the middle of the bamboo forest, flipping through a book.

Duan Cheng: Qi Qiqi...Qi Songlin!You you you you... hello!I, I, I... I am Duan Cheng!

Hearing the sound, Qi Songlin shifted his gaze to Stutter beside him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is something wrong?"

Duan Cheng nodded, there is something I want to tell you.

Then he took out the tape recorder from his pocket, and nervously pressed the play button.

The buzzing sound started the prelude, Duan Cheng closed his eyes, his fair face was already flushed, he held up the small tape recorder, bit his lip, and waited.

With a little smile on Qi Songlin's lips, he closed the book with his long fingers, and tapped on the green leather cover with great interest.

Then, he heard a burst of cheerful nursery rhymes, the theme song of Calabash Doll.

Duan Cheng was still nervous at first, but the thunderclap pulled him back from the fantasy of failure or success.

Um?Didn't he record Chopin's piano pieces?Why did Mao become this?

In the next second, "dai" roared inside!

From the radio came a full-bodied male voice—

"Fairy, return my grandfather!"

Duan Cheng: ...

Qi Songlin: ...

Green Book: ...

everything:……

02

If the people in the cartoon run too fast and their legs turn into tires can happen in reality, then Duan Cheng must be a painted tank conveyor belt at this moment.

The atmosphere was stagnant and awkward just now, Duan Cheng came back to his senses, cut off the tape recorder that was still shouting "Snake spirit, take your life", forgot to even say hello, and fled the scene directly.

As he ran, he rushed out, embarrassment and frustration flew together in his heart, his face was the same color as a pig's liver, and ten thousand beasts roared up to the sky——

WTF!WTF!WTF!WTF!WTF!

What about the affectionate sweet talk?What about the much-anticipated secret song that was promised?The promised confession male god tried his best to throw himself down?

What a nonsense!

pull!light!up!

Duan Cheng ran back to the dormitory thousands of miles away in one breath, and he took a hard breath when he stopped at the door.

As he opened the door, he stared at the Jade Buddha hanging from his neck, and couldn't help but recall the sad look in the little master's eyes because he refused to offer an extra stick of incense when he went to the temple to ask for it.

It's not that I didn't report, the time has not yet come.Male god, I'm sorry, the Buddha was jealous of your beauty, so he gave you a slightly bumpy road to love.

Duan Cheng comforted himself like this.

In the dormitory, Mo Piao, who had just woken up from a hangover, heard the doorbell, and sat up with his dizzy head propped up. He cares about his roommate feebly every day, what did you do?

Duan Cheng: Confession.

Mo Piao nodded, oh, it's time to confess.

……

???

Mo Piao:! ! ! ! ! !

Exm?Confession? ! ? !

Mo Piao's rich mental activities of punctuation marks drove away his headache, a carp fell off the 1.8-meter bed, and shook Duan Cheng's shoulders frantically, thank the gods!Thank God!Thank you Buddha!You fucking finally figured it out!

Duan Cheng nodded, said you're welcome, and then collapsed to death on the table.

The curtain beside the table was blown up by the wind outside, covering Duan Cheng's face, the refreshing wind lowered the scorching temperature for him, and gently swept through the sadness.

Duan Cheng closed his eyes, thinking.

When did I fall in love with the flower of Gaoling?

03

It was the first semester of freshman year, and Duan Cheng went to the School of Biological Sciences to find a former friend. It happened that they had an experimental class that day, and the gatekeeper was a kind man, and told him not to make any noise and wait outside.

Duan Cheng inherited the name of the three good students from elementary school to university, so he nodded and said thank you.

The outside of the laboratory is very quiet. In the transparent glass window, a group of men and women of science and engineering in white coats are lowering their heads and focusing on the experiments in their hands. The green moss-like thing in the small petri dish seems to be wriggling. Duan Cheng watched the saliva without daring to swallow, and silently moved his head away.

One move, wrong for life.

On the test bench, the man with handsome features and eyes was fixed in Duan Cheng's eyes.

The golden light cast from the window fell on his white coat, he bent forward a little, put his arms around the table, and glanced at the group of white coats below.

Suddenly, the person who was focusing on the piece of moss moved his eyes and happened to meet Duan Cheng's.

Recipe, Shining.

In that gaze, the dazzling sea and stars are hidden in the coldness, and the tranquility is covered in the depth.

Duan Cheng thought this way with his limited vocabulary.

But in just a few seconds, the man looked away and plunged into the experiment again.

Duan Cheng's first reaction was the line in the legend of the White Snake - if you are destined to meet thousands of miles away, if you don't have the destiny to meet you face to face.

Then there is love at first sight, love at first sight, deer crashing, bewitched, bewitched, balabalabala...

In the freezing weather, Duan Chenghong went to the chair on the other side with his ears open, and laughed while thinking quietly. He didn't recover until the lab was over and everyone had left.

The classmate came out and slapped him, thinking of Taishang Laojun, anxious like a law, returning with his soul!

Duan Cheng: ...

You are a national scientific and technological talent, can you stop being superstitious?

The classmate smiled, and Duan Cheng handed over the materials that the classmate asked him to help find, and then pretended to casually ask about the man.

"You said Mr. Qi, he is a graduate student, and he is a teaching assistant for our class."

Duan Cheng let out a sigh, wrote it down silently, and asked his name pretending not to be interested. The classmate yawned and said his name without hesitation.

Since then, Duan Cheng has a person in his heart, named Qi Songlin.