heart to wild

A few days ago during New Year's greetings, Ji Wanxuan sent Chen Yiran an address called "Shenzhi Cultural and Creative Park".

When Chen Yiran first heard the name, he was taken aback for a moment, then he couldn't help smiling, and gently teased his little brother.

When the two of them were colleagues before, Ji Wanxuan did something wrong, and his boss, Chen Yiran, paid a considerable price for helping him.That wrong thing is funny to say, the reason is that Ji Wanxuan secretly worked as the behind-the-scenes designer of this creative park without telling everyone, and imagined that one day he could walk here with the person he loves.

sink to.Deep and deep meaning.

When Ji Wanxuan looked up this name in the ancient dictionary, Chen Yiran had seen it before, but he didn't know at that time that the person Javen had always cared about was named Shen.

The urban design of Binjiang is the best and the hardest to do. Ji Wanxuan was very nervous all the way to pick up the senior brother and walk to the destination, as if waiting for Teacher Chen to give instructions on homework at any time.

Repairing ecological defects, improving the scenery along the river, injecting new leisure activities... If you want to take over a team's work, Ji Wanxuan can't do it with the title of an outstanding graduate.During those days, he intentionally or unconsciously asked the little boss a lot of questions. Chen Yiran could see that his junior brother was hiding something from him, but he also pretended not to know, and just tried his best to open up ideas for him.

Let's put it this way, the chief designer of this creative park is Ji Wanxuan, but in fact he is also Chen Yiran.

"What do you think of this place?" Ji Wanxuan asked nervously.

Chen Yiran looked at the cruise ship on the river in the distance, smiled and nodded: "Very good."

He even felt a little regretful that he didn't pull Javen to do a few more projects back then. Facts have proved that the two of them can cooperate very well.

Ji Wanxuan heaved a sigh of relief, her peach blossom eyes were bent, the door of the bar was pushed open, and the sound of music was blown out from inside instantly.

"Welcome to Luisplus!"

Chen Yiran hasn't been online for a long time, is anyone curious about Jiang Zhai's relationship with him now?

I can't tell.

Probably it is called "teacher" honestly in the letter, and "teacher" honestly in Jiasnail Garden. After the teacher walked into the apartment that he was no longer allowed to enter, he yelled "Chen Yiran" desperately and exchanged for ruthlessness Maybe it has something to do with the sound of the door closing.

Eh?Someone seems dissatisfied.Well, one more word.

It was Jiang Zhai who sent a text message saying "Teacher, I miss you", so Chen Yiran should send him a quick reply to locate the relationship.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Di really did not expect it! !Why did Chen Yiran become so easy to chase all of a sudden!

The environment of the bar run by the owner of Jiwan Xuanfa Xiaolu has always been very good. The Luisplus opened by the river is bigger than the previous ones, and the tourists are coming and going.Under the semi-open-air outdoor seat, Chen Yiran put down his mobile phone under Ji Wanxuan's piercing gaze, and raised his eyebrows to look at Sao Bao, who was only wearing a sweater this first month.

Chen Yiran: "Is this useful?"

Ji Wanxuan nodded: "I probably think your account has been stolen."

Almost 30 years old, still like a child.Chen Yiran pressed his fingers together and tapped Ji Wanxuan's forehead, the other party not only did not dodge, but also said with a smile: "I thought you were going to compare yourself to a salute."

what.Chen Yiran didn't care, turned the wine glass in his hand, and looked through the large window frame at the young rock and roll youth performing on the stage.

He has always had a good memory, and he recognized that this was Ji Wanxuan's roommate when he was in Australia.

"Can't Shen Fang come?" Chen Yiran asked.

Ji Wanxuan whistled to the returning singers on stage, and shook her head: "There is no one else today, just us three returnees."

Chen Yiran raised his eyebrows.

Ji Wanxuan helplessly held the corner of his mouth with his fingers and made a grimace: "He went to grandpa's house for dinner, so let me have a day off."

Chen Yiran immediately frowned.

Ji Wanxuan laughed: "It's not what you think, their parents are very kind to me."

Although the Shen family's great business is indeed a little more disciplined, but the old people are not rigid people, and they can still accept that the grandson of the second family suddenly has a boyfriend who has liked for more than ten years.

Ji Wanxuan has a sweet mouth and can coax others. The few Waterloos in his life did not include the old man of the Shen family, but he understands that the old man will inevitably feel a little awkward from the bottom of his heart when he looks at him. He just grabbed his roommate who just returned to China today. Let's go outside together.

Chen Yiran wanted to say something else, Ji Wanxuan shook his head at him first: "I'm already luckier than most people."

There are so many people who will never get the forgiveness of their parents and the understanding of those around them.Chen Yiran thought about it, and felt that he was considered lucky. His parents were gone, and there were not many people around him, but they were all transparent and optimistic friends.

Ji Wanxuan looked at his thoughtful appearance, and said with a smile: "What kind of person is that kid who texted you?"

how is it.

Chen Yiran blinked, and listed them one by one: "It's almost 1.9 meters tall, with single eyelids, long eyelashes, good chemistry scores, and a younger sister who is good at taking care of others."

Very concrete description.Ji Wanxuan looked at him with his chin propped up for a while, then suddenly said: "Then what did he do to you? Everyone who knows him should know what he said just now."

The rock singers on stage began to sing love songs.

Chen Yiran lowered his eyelids and looked at the cocktail in the glass. After thinking for a while, he didn't make a sound. Ji Wanxuan pushed away the iced Americano and lay down on the table lazily: "Or tell me a story about him?"

No one in the whole world is more gossip than him.

Obviously the question was about privacy, but when it came to the boy, Chen Yiran didn't seem to resist: "He...seems to have fallen in love with photography recently."

Ji Wanxuan, a photographer who turned from architecture, blinked and laughed: "Huh? Recently?"

Indeed recently.

During the holidays a year ago, most of the art students left school to go to some professional institutions for intensive training. The art teacher Chen Yiran was free, and was arranged by the old principal to give evening self-study to the high school supervisor who made up classes.

He is good-looking and has a gentle temper. He is very popular with those students who have never taken art classes. In order not to let this handsome man distract everyone during self-study, Principal Peng very well arranged for him to change classes every day. .

——Actually, you can just let me go on vacation.

The headmaster glared at him.

- You think beautifully.

Supervising self-study is a very boring thing. Unlike other teachers, Chen Yiran has homework to correct or prepare for lessons. Generally, he will not take out his mobile phone to hinder his classmates. Basically, he just sits at the desk and reads the leftovers. Books on the table.

I forgot when it started, there was an extra magazine on the podium of every class he went to.

"Readers", "Friends", "Children's Literature", "Comic PARTY"... If it happened once or twice, it might be a coincidence that some teacher left behind, but on the seventh time I turned from a certain page to a photo with a date marked on it. After setting up the photo paper, Chen Yiran could no longer pretend to be blind to a certain boy's little thoughts.

The photo paper in my hand is printed with an orange cat that often haunts the teaching building. From a professional point of view, the composition is quite ordinary, but the orange-red light leakage is very particular, which adds a lot of misty art to this photo color.

That day happened to be Chen Yiran's turn to supervise Class No. [-] of the senior high school—that is, the evening self-study of Jiang Zhai's class. The appearance of him squatting under the teaching building holding up the camera to secretly take pictures.

Chen Yiran couldn't help laughing.

It's a pity that Jiang Zhai was busy pretending to write questions in front of his sweetheart at that time, so he didn't see it. It was only after hearing a girl in the same class the next day that he found out: Teacher Chen remembered something last night, she had a good smile.

Jiang Di: "?"

Just laugh when you laugh, why didn't you say hello to me in advance.

Jiang Zhai was going to die of anger.

He hasn't seen Chen Yiran showing such a relaxed smile for a long time, and he couldn't help imagining it over and over again. It was the smile he used to have when he sat on the cartoon foam floor mat in his living room and finally managed to braid Jiang Bian after a long time of trouble. .

Jiang Zhai missed him very much and wanted to see him again, but the heavens took pity on him and actually let him see such a smile again in the warm sun by the riverside.

Although Chen Yiran was not smiling at him.

But...he looked over.

As the Lantern Festival approaches, the early spring brings warmth to the land. The sun is warm and the sky is clear. After the silhouettes in the time-lapse lens are lingering, a boy with a height of 1.9 meters, single eyelids, long eyelashes, and a good chemistry score stands at the place with the best light and shadow effects. He pulled a hand out of his coat pocket and waved in their direction.

"My sister is not here, it seems that I came prepared." Ji Wanxuan took a sip of coffee, gloating and teasing.

"..." Chen Yiran nodded helplessly at Jiang Zhai, and cast his condemning eyes on his junior brother.

Who said that as long as he dares to announce his position, Jiang Zhai will not dare to come.

"Hmm..." Ji Wanxuan stretched his waist with a smile, as if he had nothing to do with him, "I don't know him, how do I know what he thinks, just give me some advice."

Chen Yiran didn't speak, Ji Wanxuan raised his hand, waved to the young man who could make a picture of a work of art in every frame, and smiled again: "Welcome to Luisplus."