Song of Glass

Pu Songqiu said: "I am not the same kind as you."

After speaking, he didn't even show Ying Zong any extra expressions, and left directly.

Pu Songqiu is not a person who likes to talk, and when facing someone he doesn't like, he is even more lazy to say a word.

But what he had to admit was that a certain sentence from Ying Zong still touched him—do you really not want to find the same kind?

Ever since he was a child, Pu Songqiu didn't like to call friends, he was used to waiting for his parents at home alone.Probably because I am used to it, I never feel lonely.

But this time is different, he really hopes that there is someone who can show him the way.

It's just a pity that he probably won't meet this person, at least Yingzong definitely not.

Even though Pu Songqiu was discovered by Ying Zong after reading this book, he didn't intend to confess anything to Ying Zong. This person has been pestering him for so long, and he has said everything that needs to be said, and he doesn't know what else to do.

Not all the way.

It is not the so-called homogeneous.

Pu Songqiu couldn't continue to stay in the library, because he was afraid that Yingzong would follow him again, and he didn't want to go back to the dormitory, because he didn't want to go back and see the empty room.

Without Jiao Wangyu, there is no fun anywhere.

Pu Songqiu went to the teaching building.

Because the official holiday is only tomorrow, there are still people in some classrooms in the afternoon.

Pu Songqiu found a classroom where they had classes before, it happened to be empty, he walked in, and sat where Jiao Wangyu used to sit.

He received a text message on his cell phone from a number he didn't save but was familiar with.

I don't know where Ying Zong got his mobile phone number. In the past few days, he greeted him morning and evening, and occasionally said something.

Pu Songqiu always deletes it when it is received, and he doesn't even want to read it carefully, but this one, what Ying Zong sent is - I know your secret.

secret?

Pu Songqiu doesn't have many secrets.

He was holding the phone, his palms were sweating, it was already October, and the weather was starting to turn cold, but after he deleted the text message and put down the phone, the thin sweat that just broke out was still sticking to his forehead.

Pu Songqiu has no experience in dealing with this kind of thing, yet he meets such a difficult character as Ying Zong.

He felt bored and couldn't read the book anymore.

Jiao Wangyu followed his father back home, and his daily holidays were to go out to reunite with old classmates, or go shopping with his parents.

Bought some clothes and bought a new pair of shoes.

He didn't dare to let his parents know about his military training injury, for fear that they would be worried, but fortunately it's a holiday here, and he has already fully recovered.

While shopping, he suddenly remembered that it would be his and Pu Songqiu's birthdays not long after returning from vacation. They had been classmates for two years before, and they hadn't given each other any birthday gifts. Since they made an appointment to celebrate their birthdays together this year, they should make some preparations.

Jiao Wangyu's father was tired from walking, so he found a chair to rest.

Jiao Wangyu and his mother put the big and small bags they bought next to his father, and let his father watch, and the two continued to go shopping in a relaxed manner.

Jiao Wangyu said: "I want to buy a birthday present for my tablemate."

"That high school deskmate of yours?" Jiao Wangyu's mother has always liked Pu Songqiu, he is tall and young, he is quiet and sensible.

"Yes, our birthdays are just one day apart." Jiao Wangyu told his mother about their plan, "Do you think I should give him a present?"

Jiao Wangyu's mother said: OK, I can give it away, my son is very caring, not bad!

However, when Jiao Wangyu was asked what Pu Songqiu liked, he couldn't answer.

"He doesn't seem to like anything in particular." Jiao Wangyu said, "He seems to be 'okay', 'ok' and 'passable' in everything."

"It's not easy."

In the matter of giving gifts, although the most important thing is the heart, you must do what you like, otherwise it may be a decoration or even a burden.

Jiao Wangyu and his mother were wandering aimlessly, when they suddenly saw a clay museum where they could make gifts by themselves.

"I'll make him a cup."

Jiao Wangyu was not careful enough to check "what's the meaning of giving a cup", he just thought that making it with his own hands can show his heart, and the water cup is practical.

Jiao Wangyu and his mother made one, he packed it, put it away, and brought it to Pu Songqiu when he was about to go back, and the one his mother made, took it back to her husband, and let Jiao Wangyu's father take it to the office to show off .

Neither the mother nor the son realized that "giving a cup" actually had an interpretation behind it.

For Jiao Wangyu, the seven-day vacation has passed in a blink of an eye. Every day, he sleeps in and goes out to play. The vacation in college is indeed different from that in middle school. There is no homework, no pressure, and no one will say: "Are you still playing?"

Jiao Wangyu, who had a good time, had so much fun that she couldn't bear to go back to school, but seeing the end of the holiday, she had to leave if she didn't want to.

When he came back, he took a ride with his father. This time when he went back to school, his father had something to do and couldn't see him off, so he had to drag the suitcase to take the train by himself.

Jiao Wangyu has grown up so much that he rarely travels by himself. This time, a guy like him who needs to be accompanied every meal has to take the train back to school alone, and he has already started to feel anxious before he even reaches the station.

What made him even more anxious was that because of his anxiety, after getting off the train, he found that he hadn't brought back his dormitory key and lost his wallet.

Standing in the noisy train station, Jiao Wangyu suddenly doubted his life.

"Am I a fool?" Jiao Wangyu was a little frustrated, hey, he's an adult, why don't he have a brain?

He frowned and looked around against the sun. He didn't have any money on him, he was tired and hungry, and now he didn't even know how to go back to school.

He dragged his suitcase to the nearby KFC, found a place to sit down, and called his roommate.

Jiao Wangyu's first thought was Pu Songqiu, but he didn't answer the phone after making two calls.

In desperation, Jiao Wangyu called Cheng Er and Jian Shao again, but they both came back at night.

The worst thing is that, sitting at KFC but having no money to eat KFC, wanting to go back to the dormitory, but having no money to take a car and no key to open the door.

Jiao Wangyu was upset, thinking that maybe he could just wait here and wait for Cheng Er or Jian Shao to come back to save him.

He lay on the table of KFC, looking out of the window with nothing to love, while reflecting on how stupid he was, watching and watching, he began to feel sleepy, his eyelids twitched, and fell asleep.

Just about to fall asleep, the phone rang, he glanced at it and immediately regained his energy.

"Brother Qiu!"

"What's wrong?" Pu Songqiu said, "I turned my phone to silent just now, so I didn't see it."

"Are you at school?" Jiao Wangyu seemed to have grasped at straws, "I'm at the train station, I lost my wallet, and I haven't brought the dormitory key with me."

"The exact location," Pu Songqiu said without any hesitation, "I'll go find you."

Jiao Wangyu was so moved that he was about to cry. He told him that he was at KFC next to the south gate of the train station, and after saying a dozen thank yous, he came alive when he hung up the phone.

Finally at ease, Jiao Wangyu began to think about what to eat later.

He has to borrow some money from Pu Songqiu first, and then report the loss of his ID card and bank card as soon as possible. Thinking about it this way, there will be a lot of trouble.

Like a small item in a lost and found office waiting to be claimed, he lay down on the table, hoping that Pu Songqiu would come soon.

Jiao Wangyu even forgot to ask where he came from. It took four to five or 10 minutes at least to get to the station from the school.

I'm very embarrassed, because I'm stupid, and troubled others to go so far.

Jiao Wangyu thought about waiting for the bank card to be completed and to withdraw some money, he had to treat Pu Songqiu to a big meal as a thank you.

Waiting is a very tedious thing, Jiao Wangyu doesn't like to wait, but most of the time he can't avoid it.

He looked out of the window, watching the sunlight being covered by dark clouds, and watching it raining outside.

It wasn't raining heavily, but passers-by were in a hurry to dodge, he frowned, and sent a message to Pu Songqiu, telling him that it was raining, and asked if he had brought an umbrella so he wouldn't get caught.

Pu Songqiu sat on the bus. There were many people, it was hot, and there was no seat, but he was in a good mood.

Because Jiao Wangyu came back, because he was on his way to meet Jiao Wangyu.

During the seven-day vacation, Pu Songqiu worked part-time every day. It was actually good for him not to have to stay at school all the time, otherwise he would inevitably think about Jiao Wangyu, and the more he thought about it, the more upset and bewildered he would be.

Of course, another point is that if you are not at school, you don't have to worry about meeting Ying Zong again. That person pesters him endlessly, so that he really doesn't know what to do.

In the past seven days, every time Pu Songqiu returned to the dormitory, he would stare at Jiao Wangyu's bed in a daze for a while, and when he was sleeping, he would face the other's empty bed.

He is not afraid of loneliness, he is not afraid of living alone, but he is used to seeing Jiao Wangyu every day when he opens and closes his eyes, and when this person is suddenly absent, he always feels empty.

It was as if Jiao Wangyu had returned home on vacation, and at the same time took half of him with him.

Now, the other half of him is finally back, can you not be happy.

When Pu Songqiu received the text message, he grabbed the handle of the bus with one hand and took out his cell phone with the other.

He looked at the text message sent by Jiao Wangyu, and read it word by word, let alone delete it, he was reluctant to read it.

He has very few text messages with Jiao Wangyu. In the past few days, when he can't sleep at night, he lies on the bed and reads the few text messages. He has even written exactly what Jiao Wangyu said to him. I wrote it down carefully, as long as I close my eyes, even the punctuation marks can clearly emerge.

He texted Jiao Wangyu with one hand: Don't come out at KFC, wait for me to pick you up.

Pu Songqiu's part-time job had ended at noon, and he had received the settlement salary. When Jiao Wangyu sent him a text message, he was in a nearby shopping mall, wanting to see if there was anything suitable as a birthday present for Jiao Wangyu.

Because of the other party's text message, he didn't have time to buy a gift, so he ran out and got on the bus.

When we arrived at the train station, Pu Songqiu found a place to buy an umbrella. In fact, the rain wasn't too heavy. He and Jiao Wangyu ran a few steps to the bus stop, but he didn't want to.

He can get wet in the rain, but Jiaowangyu can't.

Pu Songqiu bought the umbrella and ran towards KFC quickly, without even opening it. Seeing KFC, he slowed down and opened the umbrella while calming his breath.

He was in a hurry, but he didn't want Jiao Wangyu to know.

Jiao Wangyu lay on the table of KFC, looking out the window boredly, people coming and going, he counted how many people passed by the window like a carrot.

Suddenly, he saw Pu Songqiu, who was tall and conspicuous.

He watched that person walking through the crowd with a dark blue umbrella, and instantly felt that the whole world was blurred, only that person was clear.

Jiao Wangyu stood up from the chair, stood by the window and waved to Pu Songqiu.

Pu Songqiu saw him, looked at him like a cute doll in the window, beckoned and smiled at the people inside.

The person holding the umbrella quickened his pace, suddenly there was a subtle ambiguity between the two of them, they were expecting each other and waiting for each other.

Of course, Pu Songqiu knew that this was just his wishful thinking.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0305:00:10~2020-07-0407:42:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: one hundred ice creams, Xiang Bei, one for 140 billion light years;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Sui Chi Huan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!