The days when I was forced to live with gentle scum

When Baishu asked, He Qizheng understood.

But there are so many things like feelings, why?

He just patted Cypress on the back and reported another address to the driver, "Go and stay with me for two days, I'll tell Brother Songzi."

In Baishu's current state, it is not suitable to take him back to his home.

He Qizheng is a few months older than Baishu. On his birthday, his brother gave him a set of real estate, and he happened to take Baishu there.

Bai Shu didn't speak, but just grasped He Qizheng's hand tightly.

After that day, Baishu stayed at He Qizheng's house for three days, and the gunshot wound almost healed after that. In addition, country M was urging him again, so Baishu returned to school for classes, while Baisong returned to country M to continue working with the project.

However, after the overhead explosion, Bai Song was always worried about Bai Shu's safety. Although he did not entrust him to Yuan Qingye to take care of him, he and He Qizheng asked about Bai Shu's situation regularly.

Not only that, the project in country M is also going to end early, and it is going to be completely completed by the end of the year.

Cypress naturally didn't say anything bad.

Life is still going on day by day. After resuming school, due to the lack of many courses, Baishu spent most of his time on making up lessons.

There is a saying that when you are broken in love, turning your attention to other places, such as using work and busyness to numb yourself, is a good way of treatment.

Bai Shu agreed with this sentence very much. When he put all his energy on his studies, most of the time passed without knowing it.

And when he saw Yuan Qingye again, it was already approaching the final exam of his first semester.

Coincidentally, Yuncheng had its first snow since the beginning of winter that day.

It gets dark quickly in winter, and it was only around six o'clock at that time, and the campus of T University has been lit up with little lights.

Due to preparing for the end of the exam, Bai Shu and He Qi are usually stationed in the library. It is dinner time at this time, and the two meet in the cafeteria to have a Polish state ramen.

The winter in the north is very windy, and it would be inconvenient for the library to close the door, so a heavy curtain was drawn to block the wind. Of course, the same is true for most shops.

He Qi was leaving the library in front of the cypress tree. He opened the door curtain, and the wind was blowing into his neck. The cold feeling made him shiver. Snow, he turned his head and called the cypress tree, "Sapling, it's snowing!"

Cypress came out after him, wrapped the scarf a little tighter, and reached out to catch a few snowflakes, "The first snow this year is too late, but it's colder than usual, mother, it's so cold!"

He Qizheng laughed, "No, but it's snowing, so let's not eat in the cafeteria. It's definitely more suitable for hot pot in snowy weather!"

Baishu responded, "I think Tiezi will work. Isn't there a new Haidilao near the school? Come on, buy me some food!"

He Qizheng bumped him on the shoulder, "Dog thing, what is it like to invite you to eat? Do you want to show some face or not?"

"Why do you need face? You can't eat for nothing if you want face."

The gate of the library is relatively high, and there are many steps. The two talked and laughed and went down the steps, but they encountered an accident at the corner.

It was a black car, and there was a man standing outside the car. The man was wearing a suit and leather shoes and a long black windbreaker. He held a black umbrella and stood outside the car, holding a bouquet of fiery red roses.

There is a lot of snow on the umbrella, and it must have been standing for a long time.

He Qizheng looked at the man, then at the cypress tree, "Well, how about I slip away first?"

Bai Shu shook his head, "I told you that you invited me to eat Haidilao, but you still want to run away? Wait for me at the Colonel's gate."

He Qizheng made an OK gesture, wrapped his down jacket tightly and walked towards the school gate.

It has been more than three months since I saw Yuan Qingye last time, and time has not left any special traces on the man, of course, what traces can be left in three months is a ghost.

Yuan Qingye's face is still as good-looking as ever, with sharp eyebrows and eyes covered by a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose, most of his aura is covered, his white jade porcelain face glows under the dim street lamps, and his hair is combed back meticulously.

It has to be said that after not seeing him for more than three months, the charm of the mature man on Yuan Qingye has become stronger and stronger. Just standing there has attracted the attention of many people.

Cypress admitted that this man had a good skin, and he also praised him sincerely. He thought that he would be angry and feel unbearable when he saw this man again, but in fact, these emotions faded a lot as time passed.

Maybe he can still feel a little ripple for this man in his heart, but now, except for a little bit of right and wrong, there is no other superfluous emotion.

"You've lost weight." The man looked at the cypress tree for a while and said.

Cypress shrugged, "It's true that you're skinny. There are three cafeterias in the school, and the food is pretty good."

The boy's words were rusty and sharp, Yuan Qingye remained silent.

Bai Shu didn't want to talk to him too much, "Since you're fine, I'm leaving, the herbal tea is still waiting for me to go to Haidilao."

Yuan Qingye stopped him and handed the bouquet of fiery red roses in front of him, "For you."

The roses were beautifully packaged, and there were still some drops of water on the red petals. Although they were frozen into ice crystals in the sub-zero temperature, it is not difficult to guess that this bouquet of flowers was just bought.

Cypress didn't pick it up, but looked at Yuan Qingye's face and smiled. He wrapped the scarf tighter and said, "Mr. Yuan, aren't you? Look at your posture, do you want to turn back?"

Yuan Qingye frowned slightly, his eyes hurt, "Don't talk like that."

That voice always sounded extremely sarcastic, and it made him shiver in his heart. It was even more difficult to imagine that a few months ago, the lively and bright young man in front of him was still nestled in his arms, calling him dear intimately.

Baishu lowered his head and kicked the snow on the ground, and put his hands into the pockets of his cotton coat, "Yuan Qingye, you have something to say, don't come here, I look stupid."

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the snowflakes as big as goose feathers are fluttering, adding a touch of tranquility to the earth and adding a bit of coldness.

Yuan Qingye turned the umbrella to the top of the cypress tree, and said in a hoarse voice, "I just want to see you."

Cypress nodded calmly, "Well, now that I've finished reading, I'm doing well, I can eat, drink and sleep, and then what?"

and then?

For the past three months, he couldn't eat or sleep well, and his mind was full of this lively and cheerful boy.

Back home, the home where he was the only one, there are traces of two people living together everywhere, and he can't ignore the cry deep in his heart. His heart tells him that he misses the cypress tree.

But he dared not see the cypress.

It wasn't until today that he could make up his mind to take this step that he didn't know was life or death.

Yuan Qingye held the bouquet of roses tightly, and said, "I know that I was sorry for you before, but now I want to make it up, I love you, I wonder if you can give me a chance to pursue you."

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