Cross the sea

When He Zhen pushed open the classroom door, the professor was standing behind the podium to roll roll, but his favorite students were late one after another. The professor muttered a few words, but still ticked off the roll call.

The lecture theater was full of people, and He Zhen saw Li Chengyun sitting in the corner of the back row at a glance, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, and looked over with light eyes.

"Excuse me."

He Zhen stood in the fourth row with his schoolbag in his arms, trying to walk closer to the middle, and everyone who passed by whispered sorry.

The shirt that He Zhen is wearing today has a loose neckline. When he bowed his head to take notes, a small bone in the back of his neck protruded slightly. If he moved a little more, the bruises on his back would be exposed.

"Hey, I'm calling you."

Zhou An touched Li Chengyun's arm, lowered his voice and muttered: "Why are you in a daze."

Li Chengyun came back to his senses, he looked at dozens of pairs of eyes looking at him, his eyes swept over the slightly lowered heads in the front row, Li Chengyun raised his hand, and called out in a low voice.

When the professor turned his back to write on the blackboard, Zhou An turned his head to look at Li Chengyun for a while before asking him: "What's going on with you recently?"

"What's going on."

Li Chengyun lowered his eyes and drew circles repeatedly in the upper left corner of the notebook with a pen.

Zhou An pointed to the shattered phone screen in the drawer, paused and said, "Is it that your parents...are not feeling well again?"

Li Chengyun raised his eyes and glanced at the blackboard, and said with a smile while taking notes: "Except for not being able to live forever, there should be nothing wrong with the two of them."

It's useless to ask Li Chengyun what he doesn't want to say ten thousand times. Zhou An smacked his lips and turned his head. It didn't take long before he began to complain that the bald professor could still speak so much at his age.

The interactive nature of the university classroom is annoying. Except for Hezhen who occasionally answered a few words, almost no one took the initiative to answer the questions. As the class was approaching, the professor held the podium with both hands and earnestly taught everyone to cherish the class time and remember to use their brains and pens at all times. The echoes from the audience were sparse, until the professor walked out of the classroom with the book in his arms, and the room came back to life.

When the classroom was almost gone, An Qianqiu came in from the back door, holding a handful of flowers wrapped in colored cellophane.

"Are you sick?"

An Qianqiu threw the flowers on the table, and with all her strength, the white petals scattered on the table.

Zhou An was taken aback. He glanced at An Qianqiu's flushed face, picked up the flowers, and said with an unnatural expression, "Are you a girl? You're so hard to please. Wouldn't you be happy to give you flowers?"

"What kind of shit are you sending!"

Just after class, An Qianqiu was blocked by a flower delivery person at the door. A man wearing a blue overalls stopped him first, and then recited a love poem in substandard Mandarin. He forgot the words and turned around to peek at it. Looking at the cheat sheet, the students who hadn't left were surrounded by three circles, and An Qianqiu's scalp began to tingle.

"Little white daisy, I didn't buy you roses because I thought you were refined."

Zhou An couldn't help but defend himself.

"What a little daisy and a big chick."

An Qianqiu stopped in the middle of her speech. Looking at Zhou An's aggrieved face, she rephrased: "Anyway, don't send me any messy things in the future, and that nonsense poem."

Zhou An and An Qianqiu were having a lively quarrel. He Zhen was standing on the steps holding a book and laughing. The warm light made everything around him transparent. Li Chengyun's eyes collided with He Zhen. In the next second, He Zhen's face The smile disappeared.

Seeing He Zhen walking out, Li Chengyun subconsciously called He Zhen's name.

The quarreling in the ears stopped, feeling the sight on his body, Li Chengyun paused, and then said with a smile: "I'm so eager to sell myself out."

He Zhen didn't answer, he quickly disappeared at the door of the classroom, An Qianqiu stood in front of the desk for a while, couldn't help but swear.

Watching An Qianqiu run out, Zhou An was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Li Chengyun: "Why do you speak so badly, He Zhen doesn't care about you."

Li Chengyun didn't answer because he couldn't explain.

Zhou An attributed Li Chengyun's uncertainty to the high temperature in early autumn. He stood up with flowers and arranged for Li Chengyun the rest of the day's itinerary: "I will accompany you to buy a mobile phone in a while, and I will find a place in the evening Have a drink with you."

There are many digital stores around the school. Li Chengyun put the messed up mobile phone on the glass cabinet and said he wanted one of the same color and model.

Li Chengyun's old mobile phone has been used for a long time, and the update and iteration speed of digital products is very fast. The latest model has just been launched not long ago.

"Do you want a new one? It's two or three thousand different from your old one. Let's add some money and buy a new one."

"Need not."

Li Chengyun walked to the cashier and said without raising his head, "That's all."

The new mobile phone was not hot yet, and Li Chengyun received a call from Zhen Wei. The woman's voice was hoarse and sounded weak. She called Li Chengyun's nickname on the other end of the phone, and then asked him why he couldn't get through the phone.

"My phone is broken, I just got a new one."

Li Chengyun followed Zhou An and stepped over a puddle of stagnant water on the ground. Li Chengyun asked her, "Is it better recently?"

"I can't die anyway."

Zhen Wei coughed twice in a low voice, her breathing rhythm was disrupted, she paused for a while, and Zhen Wei smiled and said, "Your dad is busier than me now, and no one answered the phone."

When the green light at the intersection turned red, Li Chengyun waited behind the zebra crossing with his mobile phone.

In the past, Mr. Zhou An asked him if tall people would have a wider vision than others. Now Li Chengyun can give an affirmative answer. He can indeed see a lot of conspicuous things, such as a traffic policeman wearing a fluorescent vest stopping a person who is about to A middle-aged man running a red light, across the road there is a big Samoyed.

There may be some inconspicuous ones, such as a grandmother selling handmade insoles diagonally opposite, a young man standing next to the white car and opening the passenger door, and He Zhen who got into the car with a bag.

"A Cheng? Are you still listening?"

Li Chengyun nodded, shook his head before answering in a low voice: "I'm listening."

"Talk more if you can. I just think the listening is good, and I don't mean to force you."

The signal on Zhen Wei's side is not good, and her voice fluctuates from far to near, "Then I'll hang up first, and I can contact my mother if I need anything."

When the green light came on, Li Chengyun walked towards the opposite side with the crowd, the phone hung up after three seconds, and the white car disappeared at the intersection after seven seconds.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the door of the KTV box opened and closed, and the box with only two people was gradually crowded. Zhou An asked the waiter to open all the dozens of beers on the table, and threw the microphone to the boy next to him to warm up the scene.

"It's okay, I promise you will be fine after two cups."

Zhou An stuffed a bottle of beer for Li Chengyun, then blew half of the bottle by himself.

The snow-white froth overflowed the mouth of the bottle, and Li Chengyun took a sip, the coolness spread down his throat to his limbs, and the fingertips holding the bottle were quickly rendered unconscious by the ice.

Zhou An took a few sieve cups from the bar to play games. After several rounds, several empty wine bottles were piled up at Li Chengyun's feet.

Zhou An leaned on the back of the chair, blushing and laughed at him: "You can't do it today, I now suspect that you used to always win because you were cheating!"

Li Chengyun smiled and didn't speak, but the girl sitting opposite stood up and defended him softly: "Li Chengyun doesn't play tricks, she is good at playing."

The ambient light above his head kept rotating, and colorful circular spots fell on the marble table. Li Chengyun raised his eyes, and the girl was staring at him. Under the brushed eyelashes were the eyes wearing black contact lenses.

After a pause for a few seconds, Li Chengyun brushed aside the sieve on the table and stood up. Zhou An poked his head out from the crowd and asked him where he was going.

"Go out."

Li Chengyun walked towards the door.

Zhou An nodded slowly, and then yelled at him loudly: "Then remember to come back when you're done!"

Li Chengyun stopped a taxi after making a phone call at the entrance of the ktv. The car smelled of cigarettes and alcohol. Before entering the tunnel, Li Chengyun rolled down the window.

The cool wind blew unscrupulously on his face, most of the alcohol was blown away, Li Chengyun looked down at his phone, it was still one minute to eight o'clock.

Drinking too much alcohol will damage your brain, He Ping told He Zhen that since she was a child, so He Zhen didn't drink much.

But when He Zhen squatted at the door of the club with a silver table knife in his hand and saw Li Chengyun, he suddenly regretted not stepping into the world of alcohol earlier, the hallucinations after drinking are so good.

Li Chengyun, who appeared in the hallucination, walked up to him, looked down at him condescendingly, and said expressionlessly, "I thought you were dead."

The knife in his hand fell to the ground, and He Zhen hugged his knees and laughed, and couldn't help thinking that Li Chengyun's fantasy was too real, and what he said was still so ugly.

"I haven't made love with Li Chengyun, so I won't die."

Hezhen's voice was very low, but Li Chengyun could still hear every word clearly.

The author has something to say: You may feel a little confused and it will be clear in the next chapter (I hope you don’t think that you really only know zuoai...but I can’t explain it clearly... Anyway, everyone just don’t think so!