Tsinghua University

The afterglow of the setting sun shone down from the sky, passing through the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree in front of the barber shop, shattering the light and shadow all over the place.Everyone and everything seems to be covered with a thin layer of orange filter, showing warmth everywhere.

"Sister Pengpeng." Jiang Xu called her name, but didn't know what to say.Holding the book "Successful Learning" in his arms, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.Dreams will be let down by reality, just like duckweed facing the flowing water, drifting away without any resistance.

What is fate, he does not know.

Whether he will also become a duckweed that follows the water, he still doesn't know.

Jiang Fusheng's mind is full of such strange thoughts. He has always had a kind of self-confidence before. When he chose not to go to the art class of No. [-] Middle School, he also felt that the teacher was not enough to teach him that he was praised since he was a child. To the big "painting genius", I went to ordinary classes to make up cultural lessons.

Because of his status as an art student, Jiang Fusheng didn't pay much attention to culture classes, and spent three days fishing and two days posting on the net.His father, Jiang Yuhuai, didn't say anything about it, painting and learning all depended on Jiang Xusheng's self-consciousness.Thinking about it now, it seemed that he was deliberately trying to make him fall into a tumble, to dampen his ego.

He met Zhang Pengpeng today, and when he heard about her experience, he suddenly became worried.

What if I didn't pass the exam in the end?

Jiang Fusheng took a deep breath, and felt sympathy for Zhang Pengpeng, himself, and all those who were confused.

At this time, Shen Tinglan grabbed his wrist.He felt the temperature of his palm, the pulse of the two people conveyed the rhythm of the beating heart, and they were close to each other through the flesh.

Jiang Fusheng suddenly felt that he shouldn't have any depressing thoughts, and everything he was worried about hadn't started yet.He still has a future, such a beautiful and hopeful future in his imagination.

"Thank you." Jiang Fusheng raised his head and said to Zhang Pengpeng.

"Thank you for what you said. I'll give you the lessons of success." Zhang Pengpeng looked at them again, leaned against the door, and smiled softly, "The sun at □□ o'clock is really nice."

"The two of us are the sun at the top, and sister Pengpeng is the sun at the middle, which is also very good." Shen Tinglan said.

"You can really talk," Zhang Pengpeng's eyes lit up, she left the door frame, straightened her waist and walked into the barber shop, her tone was brisk, "I changed my mind, and I will open it again today. Everything should have a beginning and an end, and I will Binhai has been around for almost ten years, and you are my last customers. Come, come and draw a successful conclusion to the entrepreneurial journey of Master Barber.”

Jiang Fusheng remembered something, and asked again: "Sister Pengpeng, is your marriage partner, that down-to-earth guy reliable?"

Zhang Pengpeng glanced at him: "Little landlord, did you imagine a tragedy of family ethics? He was my classmate in junior high school and we have always been in touch. If he is not good, just like me, I will get married?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Jiang Fusheng smiled, "I think too much."

After Zhang Pengpeng cut their hair, he watched them leave.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the street lights were turned on, and clusters of furry moon-like lights lined up on the side of the street, illuminating the way home for the wandering singers who brought their own equipment.Shen Tinglan turned his head to look at the hardware building, and at dusk, a few birds flew across the roof, hurriedly, not knowing where they were going.

All the residents in the building turned on the lights. From the outside, small squares lit up on the wall, and the owner's busy figure could be vaguely seen.Not knowing what was going on, a sentence popped out of Shen Tinglan's mind instantly:

"We live in a coffin made of reinforced concrete, and dreams are a ray of light shining through the cracks."

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Xu interrupted his thoughts.

"Look at this building." Shen Tinglan replied briefly.

Jiang Fusheng followed his gaze and looked back, the corner of his mouth moved slightly: "Do you know why I applied for Tsinghua University?"

Seeing his smile, Shen Tinglan was a little proud: "Why?"

Jiang Fusheng held the book "Successful Learning" and said leisurely: "Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts is the best design school in the country, and I want to study design. The hardware building is old, and it will be demolished and rebuilt one day. A new building was built from the ruins. I hope I can design how it will look after reconstruction. Many people who come to Binhai to work have used this place as their foothold. A place full of hope should be designed more beautifully."

He turned his head and patted Shen Tinglan on the shoulder, "I will pass the exam, and so will you."

"I would like to borrow your good words." Shen Tinglan also patted him on the shoulder, "Your reason for entering Tsinghua University is quite romantic."

Jiang Xu laughed: "I'm not romantic, I just like this place very much. I'm very vulgar, even my mother said so."

Shen Tinglan was curious: "What kind of common law are you?"

Jiang Fusheng recalled for a moment: "At that time, I was still in primary school, and I was looking for something to put the corner of the table at home, so I put the book written by Zhang Ailing under it. My mother saw it and asked me: 'How did you put this book? Pad down?'

"I just answered, I don't like her book. The title of the book is "Little Reunion", and no one is reunited in the book. The title of the book is "Fate for Half a Life", and most of the life is full of evil fate. The content is seriously inconsistent with the story. This is not a trick Is it hateful to sell dog meat? I want to watch the big reunion and have a lifetime of happiness.

"Then my mother called me vulgar." Jiang Fusheng added, "Recently I was fooled by "Border Town". Well, Nuo Song and Cui Cui obviously liked each other, and they separated at birth, and I was so angry I haven’t had a good meal for two days. If I’m dating, I can’t learn how to send Nuo.”

Shen Tinglan's eyes smiled into a beautiful crescent shape: "Then who do you learn from?"

"I'll learn from myself, at least I won't let love wait." When Jiang Fusheng said this, his eyes fell on Shen Tinglan intentionally or unintentionally.

Shen Tinglan felt the gentleness in Jiang Susheng's tone, and then met his gaze, suddenly a little flustered, a little nervous, his hands and feet seemed to have become redundant at this moment, leaving only an empty brain, and a A beating heart.

The mobile phone he hid in the pocket of his school uniform vibrated, pulling him back from this blissful state of mind.Shen Tinglan hurriedly lowered her head to get her phone, and the caller ID was "Mom".

Shen Tinglan didn't know what Shen Qingyi was looking for, so she answered her call: "Hello?"

"Lanlan, according to your grandma, are you going to study art?" Her calm voice came from the temperatureless electronic device.

"Yes, I want to study art."

"Then why don't you discuss it with me first, learning art requires money."

Shen Tinglan stopped talking, waiting for Shen Qingyi's next sentence, worried that she would disagree with her seemingly impromptu decision.

After a while, Shen Qingyi said: "I called your teacher and she told me in detail that it will be a bit hard for you to draw with zero foundation. Do you really want to learn art?"

"Yes." Shen Tinglan only answered with one word.

Shen Qingyi sighed, and said slowly: "Lanlan, I wish you a happy birthday in advance, you can do whatever you want."

Before Shen Tinglan could react, Shen Qingyi on the other end had already hung up the phone.

At this time, the phone vibrated again, and he lowered his head, only to see a text message from the bank appear on the lit screen.

He received a transfer of a huge amount.

Shen Tinglan was stunned for two seconds, then laughed again, but her heart was uncontrollably sad, she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad for a moment.He held the phone tightly, hugged Jiang Fusheng beside him, buried his head on the other's shoulder and neck, and fell silent for a long time.

In 17 years, this was the first birthday gift he received from his mother.

They hugged each other, and after a long time, it was completely dark.

The air quality in Binhai City is not very good, and only three or four stars can be seen with the naked eye.

Shen Tinglan looked up at the stars in the sky, feeling that the universe is full of romance.The starlight we see now may have embarked on an unknown journey before the birth of civilization, and it took hundreds of millions of years to have an instant encounter with the flowers and plants on the earth.

Just like people.

Since he was born, he has been ignorantly running towards the future. He never knows when he will meet and fall in love with an interesting companion.

When Shen Tinglan thought of this, a figure slowly appeared in his mind.That person is like starlight traveling through time and space, rushing towards him.

Shen Tinglan grabbed the phone and rested his head on Jiang Fusheng's shoulder. For the first time, he felt that his future was bright.