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When the first birch leaves fell in December, Winter hissed softly.

The trees are no longer verdant or bright yellow, and the withered branches seem to reach out to the sky to pick up every passing cloud.

Sunlight dripped from the fingers of the earth.

There were bursts of screams from the top floor of the science and education building, either horrifying, depressing, or a little depressing mixed with horror.

The girls covered their eyes and hid in the corner one after another: "Teacher, you didn't say that there is such a thing in the herbarium!"

"Open your eyes, students!" The biology teacher spread his honest hands, "This is the only dead baby specimen in all the middle schools in this city."

"Teacher!!!" Everyone wailed and protested.

The biology teacher, who was over the age of Dayan, let out a lonely sigh, and was about to ask himself whether the project of taking the second-year students to visit the herbarium was too challenging for the physical limit, but his eyes suddenly lit up.

His eyes radiated excitement, oh no, a light of relief: "Look, look!"

Then, Yao Jianqi's left shoulder sank, and the sketchbook in the textbook almost fell to the ground.

"Student Yao Jianqi not only observes the specimens at close range, but also traces them -- ouch, the drawing is really good!" The biology teacher patted him on the shoulder and said movedly, "This kind of dedicated scientific research spirit is already very popular among contemporary young people. rare."

Yao Jianqi, who received everyone's attention, said, "...Thank you, teacher."

"Keep going, keep going!"

The biology teacher left a motto and walked away contentedly, leaving enough space for his spirit.

Yao Jianqi glanced at the classmate who was still avoiding him, turned the charcoal pencil around in his hand, and continued to trace the outline of the baby.

When the curve of the back was drawn, the herbarium was already empty, childish voices sounded in the distance, distorted complaints, and harmless pretensions unique to this age group were innocently going away.

Yao Jianqi kept moving his pen, hearing the sound of the round nib gliding over the fine lines on the paper, even though he was surrounded by formalin, lungs, bones, and even an eyeless tiger waiting for an opportunity. It's a specimen, anyway, he just painted quietly.

After sketching the last stroke, Yao Jianqi wiped away an error with his thumb, lifted it up, and compared it with the glass container for a while, then he closed the sketch with satisfaction, and patted his cold knuckles.

"Hey man"

A voice sounded behind him without warning.

No matter how good his mental quality was, Yao Jianqi couldn't help but shudder at the moment.

His eyes passed over the bottle at the bottom, which was almost knocked over by his kick, and fell on Yu Yanzhui's optimistic face, which shrank and bulged as he sucked the yogurt.

I really want to fan the past with a sketchbook.

Yao Jianqi: "You are so boring."

Yu Yanzhui: "You pervert."

Yao Jianqi didn't pay any attention to him, just bypassed him and went through layers of specimens.

"Just now you and the biology teacher..." Yu Yanzhui followed closely, "It's like two perverts who love each other."

"..."

When he arrived in the corridor, Yao Jianqi raised his neck and opened his shoulders in the rare warm winter sun, counting it as an unwritten lazy waist.

"Tell me," he said, "what's the matter."

"Ha——" Yu Yanzhui stretched out his left arm, Ke Jin stretched it, and put his hand on Yao Jianqi's shoulder without notice, "Waiting for you."

Yao Jianqi looked at the hands on his shoulders, but it was rare that he didn't shake them off immediately.

"Don't tell me I'm leaving." He raised his leg.

"Stay!" Yu Yan chased after him for less than three seconds, and blocked his way with a kick.

Yao Jianqi crossed his arms and looked at him sideways with an expression like saying: What's your fart?

But Yu Yanzhui really did.

"Christmas is coming, you know that?"

Through the window, you can find the eternal life garland and silver bells that have been decorated in advance in the opposite classroom. Seeing Qi Yuguang there, Yao said, "Then?"

"Didn't you realize what??" Yu Yanzhui's eyebrows jumped quite frequently, "Christmas is Saturday this year, and Christmas Eve is Friday, which means—"

He deliberately sold suspense.

Yao Jianqi nodded: "Got it, you can go pull the sleigh for Santa Claus."

Yu Yanzhui almost sprayed yogurt.

"No!" He gave up and went straight to the point, "Yesterday at home, I heard my sister call Yao An and said they want to hang out together!"

The bell for the end of get out of class roared like a time bomb, and Yao Jianqi scratched the spine of the book with his index finger, feeling a little lost.

"Oh."

Then head back down the stairs.

"Why are you walking so fast?" Yu Yan chased past several people, and finally got to be side by side with Yao Jianqi, "I haven't finished yet."

Yao Jianqi held onto the rusty stairs, unable to tell whether he was listening or not.

Yu Yanzhui had no choice but to say to himself: "I asked, but I didn't say how far it was. I just played casually on the street, but who knows how casual it is?"

Yao Jianqi frowned.

"So, I, Yu Yanzhui, my sister's thoughtful little leather jacket, the number one member of the demolition brigade of Anding Village, can't and won't allow any potential hooliganism."

"You..." Yao Jianqi suddenly turned his head, as if he was offended by his rough words.

But the appearance of the other party's disciplinary committee member was inexplicably provocative at this time.

not to mention......

So Yao Jianqi changed his tune and asked, "What's your opinion?"

Even though it was an indoor heated swimming pool, Yao An couldn't help shivering as soon as his toes touched the water.

"Get down!"

With a splash, he was literally herded into the pool by a behind-the-scenes pusher, with his head perfectly down.

Yao An turned somersaults in the water, pulled his swimming cap and came out of the water with shaky teeth: "Old Ji, you will pay for your life if you deceive people!"

"Man, don't be so coquettish." Coach Ji withdrew his palm and lifted the zipper of the jacket, "Look at your teammates who are traveling, and look at yourself, you have been rested for a week, are you sorry?"

Yao An cast a mournful glance at his teammates soaring in the swimming pool—just two.

"I'm not idle either." Yao An objected, "Didn't I run 11 kilometers every day, and I clocked in for you."

"What's wrong with the 11 kilometers?" Coach Ji didn't take it seriously, raised his head slightly, his eyes were burning, "When we trained on the plateau, the conditions were so hard..."

Yao An's alarm sounded loudly, knowing that Coach Ji was about to start talking about "Things I Must Talk to Swimming" again, he hurriedly thumped his legs and left the shore.

He swam 8 100 medleys, and was a little tired. He was forced to continue by the sharp whistle, and he swam another 10 endurance training.

Yao An initially joined the swimming team with the mentality of skipping cultural lessons, but he never thought that the old Ji Fuzhen wanted to punish you. After training every day, he wanted to turn his back on the water like a dead fish. Many students couldn't stand the training. Yao An was one of them, and he was so tired that he retired from the team. From more than 70 at the beginning to 30, there were less than 10 who were really active. Yao An was one of them. Willing to laugh in math class.

At noon, Zhanxing came from the basketball training ground next door to grab a meal in the staff cafeteria, and called Xiang Jingxuan.They each ate two lunch boxes, and they didn't want any vegetarian ones, but they were still no match for the two sets of speed training in the afternoon. Yao An confessed thoroughly, and rolled in the water: "I want to go home, I want to go home."

Lao Ji glanced at his watch, and guessed that it was almost the same. If he continued to toss, he was afraid that the few activists would disappear, so he raised his hand and let them go.

Yao An was so tired that he could fall asleep by leaning on the electric pole, but he still went to a newly opened dessert chain store and bought the snow mountain blueberry that Yao Jianqi said looked good when he saw the advertisement two days ago.

The aluminum foil thermal bag locks the air-conditioning in the center of the ice cream ball. Yao An felt a little regretful when he swayed with the subway ring. He shouldn’t have bought it in winter.

Dinner was not open, Yu Wan and Yao Xinping went out of town today, and the meal money was left in the entrance. Yao An temporarily stored the dessert in the refrigerator, and decided to carefully consider whether to give it to Yao Jianqi during the time he was on the second floor, but he didn't see it. with people.

The door of the study room on the third floor was knocked open, and a pair of feet stepped on a ray of sunset on the wooden floor.

The other strand was on Yao Jianqi's shoulder blades, leaving a corner of softness on Yao Jianqi's straight back.

"came back?"

Yao Jianqi pushed the book into the top shelf, turned around, and looked at Yao An who was leaning on the door frame.

"Have you grown taller again?" Yao An measured with his eyes, "I remember you used to step on a chair to get there."

"That was a year ago."

Yao Jianqi approached and stopped in the door frame, still had to raise his head to meet him.

"So what?" Yao Anfei wanted to look down at him closely, showing off his height proudly.

Yao Jianqi looked at him helplessly, and said, "It's been a few years since I laughed at you."

"Really, then I have to laugh more now." Yao An frowned, wiped off an eyelash on his Chengqi acupoint, and put it to his mouth to blow.

Yao Jianqi felt his hands were wet.

"Too bad." Yao An teased him with all his heart, "Did I forget to make a wish for you?"

One eyelash for one wish, this is their childhood game.

And Yao Jianqi looked at him, and said uncharacteristically, "Yes."

Yao An smiled unexpectedly, and the play continued: "Then tell me, what do you want?"

The orange evening sun crawled slowly with time, and then disappeared between their staring eyes.

At that time Yao Jianqi finally said: "I want to spend Christmas with you."