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Entering the gate of the school, the academic affairs center is right in front of you. Walk straight along the left side of the shaved green lawn for a while, and you will find the Shaw Library. After walking further, you will find a winding corridor. When spring returns, there will be flowers and vines floating in the wind, which is somewhat poetic. .

The art building is just behind the veranda, covered with cobalt blue glass, which sets off the free and easy sky and the white clouds in the happy season.

This is mid-September, the flowers are turned away by the sudden drop in temperature, leaving only sad shadows pouring down from the stalks, the setting sun and people avoid this place, only a little autumn wind, no wonder it is a bit cold.

Yu Yanzhui dryly chewed the Roujiamo in his hand, looked around, and sincerely suggested: "Shall we stop eating here in the future?"

Yao Jianqi leaned against a falling Fufang vine, without thinking about it: "No."

Yu Yanzhui was frustrated by one blow, and shifted his target: "Little Zhezhe, let's stop eating here, it's spooky, how scary."

Chen Zhe was smashing a piece of nougat, and his mouth was sticky: "This is close to the art building. After eating, go up and paint."

Yu Yanzhui felt wronged: "Your partners in art are bullying people."

"Eating in the art building counts as bullying you?" Yao Jianqi laughed.

"The art building is so gloomy." Yu Yanzhui's voice was quiet, and he looked at the dark blue glass bricks, "They said that there are often ghosts here, and if you accidentally look at the window when you pass by at night, you will find someone following behind, After 12 midnight, all the plaster statues will come back to life..."

Yu Yanzhui said more and more evil, Yao Jianqi couldn't help interrupting, and heard Chen Zhe who was on the side say: "Really, really?"

Yu Yanzhui responded and rubbed his thighs: "My roommate said, he saw it with his own eyes!"

"Then... what does the ghost look like?" Chen Zhe was cautious.

"It is said... woo!"

Yao Jianqi sealed Yu Yanzhui's mouth with his hand expressionlessly, and when he calmed down and stopped shouting, he withdrew his hand and wiped Yu Yanzhui's shoulder.

"It's not over, is it?" he said.

Yu Yanzhui still refused to accept: "In the first place..."

Yao Jianqi nodded: "I will move a plaster statue to your dormitory later, and see if there will be a ghost on the spot."

"Don't, don't, don't! I'll shut up now!" Yu Yanzhui was completely honest, but it's a pity that the Roujiamo in his hand is not very tasty at the moment.

After the three talked about it, and it was almost time for the evening class, Yao Jianqi stood up, picked up the "Berryman" sitting on the cushion, and patted the ashes.

Later, I will directly go to the art building with Chen Zhe to draw, and Yu Yanzhui should go to the classroom for evening self-study, but right now this person is twisting the plastic bag into a twist, dawdling.

"Then what..." Yu Yanzhui was embarrassed, "Send me off."

Yao Jianqi deliberately ignored him and turned the corner of the page to read.

Yu Yanzhui cast his eyes on Chen Zhe for help, Chen Zhe was a little embarrassed, and waved his hands vigorously.It's only because Yu Yanzhui's words were so effective in brainwashing that he panicked at the thought of being alone when he came back.

The two of them looked at Yao Jianqi eagerly again.

After a while, the latter hung the book on his lap, sighed, and said, "Let's go."

Covered by thick shade, the light was gnawed by the leaves that covered the sky, Yu Yanzhui was escorted to the teaching building, and waved to the two happily: "Thank you, brother, next time you come to my dormitory, please have instant noodles!"

Yao Jianqi nodded his chin and turned around without stopping.Chen Zhe said "Farewell!" to Yu Yanzhui, but he didn't dare to stay, and followed Yao Jianqi closely.

When I came back, I didn’t go the same way. I walked along a slightly remote red brick wall, not going against the crowds of evening self-study. Arrow bamboo rustled by the wall, and a piece of bamboo fell unexpectedly, scratching Chen Zhe’s neck like cool nails. He was frightened. With a jump, he jumped to Yao Jianqi's side.

Yao Jianqi was bumped lightly, tilted his head, and didn't say anything.

Chen Zhe was a little embarrassed, touched his neck, there was no money here: "I, I'm not afraid."

"Yeah." Yao Jianqi smiled and looked at the road ahead.

Chen Zhe watched, bit his lip, and followed Yao Jianqi's right.

When there is no Yu Yan chasing after, the surroundings are not so noisy, so the bamboo branches seem noisy.The retractable door of the art building was broken and stuck in the middle, Yao Jianqi turned sideways and let Chen Zhe go in first.

Chen Zhe stepped on the stairs, two steps higher than Yao Jianqi, when he reached the first corner, he turned around suddenly.

Yao Jianqi just stepped on the first step, and the two faced each other. He asked with his eyes: What's the matter?

Chen Zhe buried his head, poked around in the pocket of his school uniform pants for a long time, and took out two pieces of nougat.

"I forgot to give the cone just now, you can eat it together."

After Chen Zhe finished speaking, he rushed upstairs. He seemed to accidentally hit someone on the second floor, and said sorry.

Yao Jianqi looked at the candy in his palm, and slowly went upstairs.

"Cough cough."

Yao Jianqi heard two clear coughs, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Huai'en sitting on the escalator, tilting his head at him.

"Busy man."

Yan Huai'en jumped down from the escalator, his cuffs filled with air.

"When did you come?" Yao Jianqi walked up the stairs.

"That has to start with Xia Tian." Yan Huai'en looked up at the sky outside the window.

Yao Jianqi stopped beside him and said with a smile, "My fault."

The two had agreed to meet up early in the morning, but the senior high school dog has always had no human rights, and there were a lot of tests. Yan Huai'en didn't have time until today, but he ran to the art building but found no one.

"Just kidding." Yan Huai'en waved his hand, "I didn't come until I took a shower, not long ago."

Yao Jianqi saw the folded paper in his hand, densely written with the timeline of history, and said, "You are too hardworking."

Yan Huai'en stuffed the note into his pocket without mentioning it, and just said jokingly: "You know, my roommate copied down the knowledge points and pasted them all over the bathroom wall, trying to read them while taking a bath, but the heat completely burnt them. cried all night."

Yao Jianqi was unmoved, and said, "I went back to grandma's house last week, and she asked me why you didn't come to dinner with me."

"You're in the third year of high school." Yan Huai'en nodded.

Yao Jianqi said again: "She said that even if you are in the third year of high school, don't stay up all night, it's not good for your body..."

"I remember." Yan Huai'en smiled slightly, and Xiushan's face was covered with light blue eye circles that never faded.

He patted Yao Jianqi's arm, paused for a while, and added: "I'll go back next time I have a long vacation."

It's not easy for Yao Jianqi to babble, everyone of them cares about Yan Huai'en, but they have to stop, too explicit tenderness may not be a kind of hurt.

He lowered his head, and passed the thing in his hand without thinking too much: "Do you want to eat?"

Yan Huai'en looked at the candy, tasted it with his eyes, and said: "Someone specially gave it to you, I can't eat it well."

Yao Jianqi's expression remained unchanged: "Huh?"

"Playing stupid?" Yan Huai'en hugged his elbows, "I've seen it all."

Yao Jianqi said helplessly, "Just give me some candy."

"Really." Yan Huai'en disagreed, raised his index finger, and pointed upstairs, "If you give me a candy, give me a candy, why are you so flustered?"

"You really don't want to eat?" Yao Jianqi didn't answer, and passed his hand forward, "Brother Wynn, you've lost weight again."

"I can't eat it, it's too nauseous." Yan Huai'en moved two steps aside and leaned against the wall.

Yao Jianqi nodded and took the candy back.

"He's pretty cute."

"Yan Huai'en—"

"Hahaha..." Yan Huai'en was happy, and smiled against the wall.

Yao Jianqi leaned on the railing and didn't interrupt, waiting for him to have fun.

Yan Huai'en rubbed his eyes, it was rare for him to smile so readily, and he was a little out of breath.

"Are you okay?" Yao Jianqi straightened up.

"It's okay." Yan Huai'en waved his hand, not letting him come over, took another deep breath, and calmed down, "How can I laugh and recite it, otherwise I'm really happy."

"Don't say that." Yao Jianqi said seriously.

Yan Huai'en nodded his head, looked up at him, and said solemnly after a while, "Hey, to be honest, don't tell me you didn't feel it at all."

Yao Jianqi was rubbing the packaging bag of nougat, the serrations on the edge biting his fingers, creating a blunt sobriety.

"Hopefully not," he said.

Yan Huai'en let out a long "ah" knowingly, but did not let Yao Jianqi go: "What if it is?"

Yao Jianqi paused and raised his eyelashes: "What do you think, what should I do?"

Throwing the ball back to Yan Huai'en, he rolled his eyes and said calmly, "Maybe, you can think about it."

Yao Jianqi was a little surprised.

He rolled up the sketchbook and asked as he rolled it up, "Seriously?"

"Yeah." Yan Huai'en confessed with a smile.

The book was rolled into a tube, and Yao Jianqi held it in his hand and tapped his knee: "You said you were on my side before."

"It's the same now." Yan Huai'en replied.

"That?"

"My position remains the same, but your thoughts may change." Yan Huai'en looked up the floor, "Maybe one day you won't want to hang on a tree again?"

Yao Jianqi smiled lightly, but his eyes were very sure: "I won't."

Yan Huai'en looked at him, clearly seeing a hint of success.

"Tell you." Sure enough, Yao Jianqi said, "He kissed me before he left."

"?!" Yan Huai'en was not so calm, "You..."

"No." Yao Jianqi's words pushed him down from the edge of the bird again, "It's just a kiss, that's all."

"What about the follow-up?" Yan Huai'en was only half excited, "Is this the end?"

"Correct."

"Then do you bring this up again?"

Yao Jianqi shook his head.

"Ah—" Yan Huai'en's shoulders collapsed, looking like he didn't have enough sugar.

Yao Jianqi still smiled to himself, tapped the scroll, and asked, "Do you know the escape instinct of animals?"

"What instinct?"

"It can also be called the food instinct." Yao Jianqi explained, "After being captured, animals will subconsciously put non-lethal parts into the hunter's fangs in order to survive and have even a second more chance to breathe and escape.

"It's like he put a kiss on the corner of my mouth."