heart to wild

Returning from the [-]th holiday, in order to celebrate that Jiang Zhai almost won the first place in science, Yu Dian paid a lot of money to invite Fa Xiao and Fa Xiao's cousin to have a hard meal in the school's luxury restaurant.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the fear of inviting too many people to affect the effect, the young master would have to call all the students in Class [-] and Class [-], and cut the ribbon at the entrance of the cafeteria.

Of course, the popular list does not include the number one in science, who was surpassed by one point.

When going upstairs, Jiang Zhai was a little helpless, and turned his head to ask his cousin: "If I continue to talk to our class committee, will he blacklist me?"

Tang Miaomiao and Wang Haolin's breakup was not a good one.

The two who used to be so sweet as to die are now inseparable from each other, and they pretended not to see each other when they met in the corridor.

The students in the third class shared the same hatred. When they met their former male classmates, their noses were not noses, and their eyes were not eyes.

They all love Tang Miaomiao more, so it is understandable, but after all, Jiang Zhai is not familiar with the eldest lady. Relatively speaking, he talks more with Wang Haolin, the study committee member who has been in the same class for a year.

The love-hate entanglement between these two people must also be placed on my own head.

"Whatever you want." Yu Zisheng said.

Tang Miaomiao herself doesn't really care how everyone treats the so-called "heartbreaker", nor does she care if Wang Haolin acquiesces in his "scumbag" persona if he still has more affection for the young lady, so he can be the president of the young lady's support club , I still feel confident.

This kid has great empathy.

Yu Zisheng sometimes wondered if Tang Miaomiao's emotions had all been transferred to Yu Dian, after all, she didn't change much when looking at her.

But he couldn't say that, and as soon as he said it, he looked at him sadly, and said deeply: "You don't understand girls."

You know, you know best.

Yu Zisheng pinched his boy friend's cheek with a funny face, and asked him: "Me and Tang Miaomiao, who do you choose?"

Why come again!

Last time it was the idol Bo Chi, this time it was the idol Tang Miaomiao, couldn't he find some other more comparable reference objects?

Yu Dian: "You are too naive, Brother Zisheng."

Yu Zisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but the next second he stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

The reaction ability of the person he kissed was praised even by the strict coach, and the little idiot who stole the kiss was caught immediately, pinching his waist with one hand and supporting his back with the other, he tiptoed to kiss the person.

Yu Dian grew up and finally learned the correct answer to the proposition.

By the way, let's talk about Bo Chi.

Two days ago, when Yu Zisheng went back to the dormitory for lunch break at noon, he found on the children's table the half-made handiwork that the other party forgot to put away--in the explosion box that was regarded as a birthday present, all the portraits of the actor Bochi were replaced. It became Yu Zisheng's own profile.

……Fool.

Yu Zisheng put it back with a smile intact, stood there for a while, then turned and left the dormitory, pretending that he didn't come back at noon that day.

The dishes in the teaching staff restaurant were as rich as ever. The three of them ordered four dishes, each of which was lightly flavored.

Fried mutton with green onions, congratulations to Jiang Jiangyue for passing the exam.

Sauce-flavored trotters, thanks to Jiang Jiang for teaching me geography.

Braised sea cucumber in brown sauce, congratulations on Jiang Jiang's birthday next month.

Preserved eggs with green peppers, I wish Jiang Jiang to get out of the order soon.

Jiang Jiangle had to hold his forehead and turned his face to the side to suppress a smile, while Yu Zisheng was sitting next to him, pulling the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself, my partner is really fucking cute.

When you feel that a person looks like you, then you just like him.

And when you see this person and think he is cute everywhere, congratulations, you are probably in love with him.

After finishing the last point, the little matchmaker in the letter who was very concerned about her emotional life began to protect the media again.

"Xia Luoluo gave me a painting of a sunflower field as a birthday present. One of them was given to me by Teacher Chen passing by. Jiang Jiang, do you want it?"

Jiang Zhai looked at him with a smile: "Are you willing?"

Yu Dian shook his head, then nodded again: "It's definitely not willing to be someone else, but you are different."

You are the most important.

Jiang Zhai proudly made a nasty look at his cousin, and when he turned his head and looked at Yu Dian, his eyes softened again.

"No, I'm not that crazy yet. Just keep the blessings they gave you."

All right.Yu Dian pursed his lips at first and thought that he would not accept it, and while feeding the two older boys in the family, he asked, "Is Bian Bian still learning to draw with Teacher Chen?"

Before Chen Yiran's blind date was disturbed by Jiang Zhai, the two of them had been lukewarm for a long time, but somehow they got better again.

Although not very close, but at least when they met each other on the road, Chen Yiran saw Jiang Zhai squinting his eyes and said "Hello, Teacher", and he stopped coldly pretending "We don't know each other well".

Originally, Chen Yiran is so well versed in the principles of life, when he is "unfamiliar" with a person, it has already proved that that person is different from others in his heart.

Chen Yiran will not treat people he doesn't like with a cold face, he will only smile more distantly - Jiang Di is always different whether it is preferential treatment or cold treatment with him.

Because of this difference, Jiang Zhai seems to have the inexhaustible faucet presented by Haymitch in "The Hunger Games", which is enough for him to taste the sweetness that is not lonely.

Does Chen Yiran like him?

Maybe a little.

But that was only enough to allow Jiang Di to appear by his side, not enough to allow Jiang Di to really approach him.

——The most frustrating part of this relationship is that Chen Yiran is used to being lonely and has no intention of changing the status quo.

And Jiang Zhai is still his student.

Even on that autumn afternoon, the young man was bold enough to hold hands with the teacher downstairs at No. 2, but Chen Yiran was still calm when he withdrew his hands.

Even though Jiang Zhai looked at him intently, he still couldn't see any change in Chen Yiran's expression when he greeted him calmly.

He has never met such a person who wears a mask that almost grows with him.

In the past, Jiang Zhai thought he could tear a crack in that mask, but after the "reconciliation" in the Cold War, he suddenly found that he couldn't see through Chen Yiran.

The man is still gentle, he will greet him with a smile, sometimes agree to take Jiang Bian to the studio on weekends, and occasionally even make harmless jokes with Jiang Zhai.

But Chen Yiran never walked into Jiang's house again, and likewise, he never gave Jiang Zhai any chance to walk into the neighbor's house again.

One time when Jiang Zhai went out to throw out the trash, he saw Chen Yiran escorting a strange man out of the house, and his heart almost choked. Fortunately, he soon identified the identity of the visitor from the toolbox in the man's hand—the water pipe in Chen Yiran's house was leaking again. up.

This person is used to handling everything by himself, except that he has no choice but to take the water pipe that seems to have committed Tai Sui with him every time.

Chen Yiran doesn't like strangers walking into his space, it took him a lot of effort to get used to Jiang Zhai.

In the past, Jiang Zhai didn't know what pity was, even if he could see that the teacher treated him with visits and invitations again and again, he felt uncomfortable, wanted to escape and couldn't find a reason because of his affection, he still had the novelty of being a teenager and watching the excitement Mentality to approach him, know him, and finally fall in love with him.

Jiang Zhai has been well-mannered since he was a child, but after meeting Chen Yi, it seems that even the etiquette and self-cultivation engraved in his bones are about to be lost.

If it hadn't been love at first sight, the oncoming iceberg had knocked out a menacing flame, and the vines of reason were burst into flames, how could it be so.

He should have known why.

Jiang Zhai's love for Chen Yiran was so intense that he was terrified, but the endless patience that came with it also surprised him.

At this age when the word "love" would be underestimated, when he looked at Chen Yiran, it seemed that he had loved him all his life.

It's normal for this kind of love not to be believed, even Jiang Zhai himself sometimes doesn't believe it.

But in fact, it doesn't matter, his father didn't teach his son too many useful things, and the only thing he can do is perhaps perseverance.

Life is long, what Jiang Zhai lacks most is the patience to prove himself.

At the end of lunch, Yu Dian ordered the last case of French toast for afternoon tea.

In the title track of their favorite band, there is a line that reads "Cheap love for everything / No chance for nothing".

Jiang Zhai raised his eyebrows, and silently asked if the kid was scolding him.

But Yu Dian smiled and said sincerely: "I really think Sitoshi is super delicious."

Don't read too much into it, dear Jiang Jiang.

Of course I know that Qianbaishi is devoted to you.

When he saw Chen Yiran sitting on the roadside bench with a lonely expression again, Jiang Zhai was surprisingly calm.

The weather at the end of autumn is very cold, and the ground is full of decayed leaves, and when you step on them, they click like eating hawthorn.

On the opposite side of the street, there are couples wearing wedding dresses and round-frame sunglasses on the bridge of their noses, taking wedding photos with smiles on the background of red walls and yellow tiles.

Vendors passed by them carrying sticks filled with candied haws.

The photographer shouted three two one.

Chen Yiran was crying quietly.

Sitting beside him, Jiang Zhai looked up at the sky quietly through the fallen leaves.

At the end of the street, it seems that someone is playing a song with four musical instruments.

/I must have said I love you hundreds of years ago

/It's just that you forgot and I didn't remember