After crossing, I was with the campus male god

Seeing Ling An froze, Chu Muya touched his back: "What's wrong?"

He turned back: "It's nothing, it seems to be Valentine's Day today."

Valentine's Day is indeed a distant holiday for high school students like them. Chu Muya only realized after listening to Yan Ling An that Valentine's Day was the day after his birthday.

Yan Ling'an didn't open the door, turned around and went out from the alley where the back door was located: "I'm going to buy some presents for my mother, my father is probably too busy to forget."

When Chu Muya heard Yan's father, his heart was turbulent for a moment: "Did you see your father during the Chinese New Year?"

"Yes, he came back and stayed for five or six days, he left home a day earlier than me." Yan Ling'an was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Thinking of the new year, Yan Ling'an was in a bad mood, and for some reason, he always felt that Yan's father and his family were a lot stranger, and even when talking to Yan's mother, his tone became indifferent and rigid.

Although he knew that his parents were not as loving as they used to be, he didn't expect to be born this way.

He was a little hesitant, and asked, "Mumu, if the relationship between the two fades away, wouldn't it be better to separate?"

Chu Muya seemed to understand, but he didn't understand why Yan Lingan asked this question suddenly: "Perhaps, twisted melons are not sweet."

Yan Ling'an lowered his head and laughed. He used to think that he could wait until the day when his parents reconciled.

Although he is reluctant to part with both parties, if the day comes when his parents want to divorce, he will respect their decision.

"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Chu Muya asked.

Yan Ling'an hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head: "It's okay, I'll go to the flower shop and buy some flowers for my mother."

Because it's Valentine's Day, flower shops that don't have much business all year round have been driven to sales, and roses can be sold for a year in a day.

Yan Ling'an asked the clerk to wrap a bouquet of red roses. Looking at the remaining roses in the vase, his mind moved. He walked over and took two and asked the clerk to count the money. Chu Muya.

Chu Muya raised his head and asked him with his eyes.

Yan Ling'an was a little embarrassed, and touched his nose: "This is not a rose, it's a real rose."

Chu Muya laughed: "You hold grudges so much?"

"Obviously you are the one who holds grudges! You are still taking revenge on me on my birthday after so long." Yan Ling'an's tone was a bit resentful.

Thinking of that birthday, Yan Ling'an's memory was a little fuzzy, but he remembered that Chu Muya was walking towards him from the end of the street holding a rose, that seemed to be the beginning of his love for Chu Muya.

No, it should be earlier.

From the moment he saw Chu Muya, he wanted to get closer.

His love for Chu Muya is like a balloon that is constantly being blown up. Every bit of the other party, including all the insignificant things, is making this love bigger and bigger, occupying a place in his heart. weight is getting heavier.

Just haven't found it yet.

It wasn't until the balloon was punctured that Yan Ling'an realized belatedly that they had so many memories together and that she liked him so much.

Chu Muya pursed his lips and smiled: "I passed by the flower shop that day and suddenly remembered it."

As he spoke, he also remembered what happened when he was buying Yan Ling'an a birthday present.

His smile faded a little.

Yan Ling'an pushed the blame to the person who brought up the topic: "It's all about money and fame."

"You didn't puncture your hand, did you?" Chu Muya remembered to pick up Rose, and said, "Qian Mingyi isn't going to school anymore."

Yan Lingan paid the money, took the rose wrapped by the clerk and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The harder he worked, the worse his grades got, and the worse he got, he was forced to work harder. It's a vicious circle." Chu Muya's tone was a bit depressed, "So his father found a relationship and sent him to the army."

Chu Muya still remembered that when he first came to this world, apart from his family and Yan Ling'an, the only good thing for him was money and fame.

Yan Ling'an also sighed a little: "When will he leave?"

"We have to wait until after the junior high school entrance examination?"

Yan Ling'an felt that Chu Muya should be a little bit reluctant, and comforted him: "Then let's go see him off when the time comes."

"You sound like you're going to see you off."

Yan Ling'an: "..."

The two went back to Yanmu's dessert shop together, Ye Ziyuan had already left, leaving only Yanmu and two or three employees in the shop.

"Mom! Happy Valentine's Day!" Yan Ling'an handed the flowers in her hand to Mother Yan.

Mother Yan wanted to cry for no reason, so she held back the flowers and smiled softly, "Thank you."

After Chu Muya entered the door, he stood by the door and watched. The picture of mother's kindness and filial piety made him smile.

In the evening, the two of them came out of the store, and they both walked back to school at the same time. Chu Muya asked, "Aren't you going home with your mother?"

Yan Lingan stretched his waist: "Lao Yao's biology competition is next week, I have to hurry up." Then I remembered, "Why don't you go back?"

When Chu Muya was flipping through his phone just now, he saw that Mother Chu had taken a picture of a plane ticket to the capital and there was a large bouquet of roses. He probably went to see Father Chu for the holidays. Anyway, there is no one at home, so it doesn’t matter if he goes back or not.

He said briefly.

Yan Ling'an sighed, "Envy."

The two had dinner together at the school gate and went back to the dormitory.

It was already 10:30 after Yan Ling'an finished the questions, took the clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Chu Muya also stopped studying, swiped his phone for a while, checked the time, and went to the sink to wash up.

When I returned to my seat, I saw two roses in a small vase, and my smile gradually became clearer.

He bent down, gently grasped the root of a rose with his light white fingers, and pressed his thin lips against the dark red petals.

He thought he could wait until graduation, but now it seems that he can't wait.

Then wait until the semester is over.

Yan Ling'an came out of the shower, just pushed the bathroom door open, and saw Chu Muya bending over to kiss the flower, his white fingers grasping the crimson petals, red and white intertwined, Yan Ling'an was inexplicable Sweating all over from being stimulated, a certain part of the body couldn't help but swell up shamelessly and rapidly.

He quietly closed the bathroom door, and the bathroom still had the heat from the shower just now, which quickly made Yan Lingan sweat all over again in the small space.

The bathroom door was not soundproof, so he hardly dared to make a sound, and he was afraid that Chu Muya would come over and notice, so he suppressed his voice to relieve it.

When Yan Lingan came out of the bathroom, Chu Muya had already gone to bed and fell asleep.

He turned off the light, walked to the bed by the moonlight outside, and the delicate roses were quietly placed in the vase.

Yan Ling'an also bent down in a strange way, grasped the root of a rose with thin calluses on his fingertips, and lowered his head to gently touch it with his lips.

He knows it's a little perverted, but he can't control it at all.

He couldn't help but think again, if Chu Muya would do that action, would he... start to like him a little bit.

Yan Ling'an laughed in a low voice, waiting for him to get a little more goodwill.

Mother Yan's dessert shop was named "Afternoon Time". The day before the official opening, Yan Ling'an invited several people who usually had a good time to try the dessert in the shop.

A week and a half after the cats were vaccinated, Yan Lingan also took them to have a bath before he dared to let them play in the business place.

Ye Ziyuan found the master who made the dessert cakes. His craftsmanship is very good, and the menu has also been greatly enriched with his help.

Xie Tiantian flipped through the menu: "I want tiramisu!"

Li Xue: "Black Forest Black Forest!"

……

Everyone reported the desserts they wanted, and the waiter took the menu to the back kitchen.

Shen Yuan brought over the menu again and flipped through it: "This menu is designed too beautifully, I want to flip through it even if I don't order anything."

Xie Tiantian came over to take a look: "It's a bit nice. Didn't someone hand out leaflets on the way? I just took one, and the leaflets are also very well designed. In the past, if someone handed out leaflets, the entire school gate would be censored." They were thrown all over the floor, but today there are only a few occasionally.”

Yan Ling'an helped from the back, brought a few drinks and said, "I also heard from my mother that she studied design in college, and she designed several editions, and Mumu and I were blinded."

A few boys were sitting at another table, and they were not very good at aesthetics. Naturally, they couldn't tell whether they were good-looking or not. Fan Gu made a fuss: "The leaflets are just as good-looking as they are. We should print brother Yan's face on the leaflets to ensure our school's reputation." All the girls have to come here."

Xu Jing also booed: "You can also add 'you can get a free kiss from the school grass when you spend xx yuan'."

Yan Ling'an went over to beat him, then turned to look for Chu Muya's figure: "You're courting death, aren't you?"

Chu's mother was also invited by Yan's mother, so Chu Muya sat a little far away to accompany her.

Mother Chu was just in a position where she could see the people in class one. She looked at it for a while, took a sip of hot water and said, "Your classmates all look pretty good."

Chu Muya also looked back, with a warm voice: "Yes."

Chu's mother was relieved: "That's good."

Perhaps her son has experienced too much since he was a child, even if he is safe now, she never asks for too much.

As long as he can follow his heart.

Yan Ling'an came over with the menu and handed it to Mother Chu: "Auntie, let me know what you want to eat."

Chu Muya squeezed the rim of the glass with both hands, took a sip and looked up at Ling An.

The eyes of the two were entangled, and for a while, neither of them could bear to look away.

"Give me an oolong milk tea and strawberry cake." Mother Chu said after ordering, but seeing that Yan Ling'an didn't respond, she called out again.

Yan Ling'an shifted his eyes guiltily: "Oh, ok, I've made a note."

Chu Muya pinched the cup, covered her smiling lips with the back of her hand, her ears hidden under the tips of her hair were a little red.

Yan Ling'an took the menu and entered the back kitchen.

Mother Chu looked at his back, seemed to remember something, and smiled: "I also worked in a milk tea shop when I was in college. Your father and I met at that time. They lost in the game. Your father has to live Just drink ten cups of milk tea. Bring him a cup when he leaves."

Chu Muya listened, and smiled: "You and Dad have a really good relationship." As he spoke, he remembered the question Yan Ling'an asked that day, "Mom, if the relationship between the two fades away, wouldn't it be better to separate? ?”

Maybe it's because he hasn't experienced it yet, so he can't figure it out.

He thought for a while that if he and Yan Lingan were brought in, one day the other party would no longer cling to him, he might... be reluctant to let go.

Mother Chu frowned and thought for a while: "This question depends on many situations. First of all, it depends on whether both parties feel that there is no need to continue, and then whether there is any responsibility between the two."

She added: "Don't look at my relationship with your father. Relationships also need to be managed. If one party always asks but doesn't give, then the other party will naturally feel tired in the long run. After a long time, the blood of one party will be drained." , it will naturally fade away. Sometimes this situation can be reversed, and sometimes it can't, and if it can't, of course we should separate."

"If both parties feel that they don't feel it, then it is normal to break up, but if they are married, then there is not only love between the two people, but also responsibilities. The burden of the family will make love frustrated, but it will make the family relationship sprout... ..."

Chu Muya listened carefully to Chu's mother's education, and even grandma rarely talked to him about these things.

After Mother Chu finished the topic, he said, "Thank you, Mom."

Mother Chu took a sip of water to moisturize her throat: "There is nothing to be thankful for. Mom also hopes that you will grow into a good boy who is sensible, responsible and upright."

Chu Muya said after a while, "I will."