Window 2, Seventh Canteen

Jiang Wei hadn't had a nosebleed for a long time, so he was in a hurry and wanted to wipe the blood away with his hands, but the more he wiped off the blood, his face quickly became ugly.

Han Zilu told Jiang Wei not to move around, but Jiang Wei's nose was itchy, and it was hard to think about it.

Han Zilu had no choice but to hold down his hand, "Don't move! Don't rub! Look up!"

Jiang Wei was pulled by both hands, and when he turned to look at Han Zilu, a line of nosebleeds flowed down his mouth to his chin.

Han Zilu had no choice but to let go of his hand and raise his chin, "Don't look around, raise your head."

"But you can't see it when you look up." Jiang Wei hesitated.

Han Zilu lifted Jiang Wei's chin with one hand, and held his arm with the other, "Don't look, I'll help you, just follow along, come here."

Jiang Wei raised his head, only to feel the glare of the bright street lights, which forced him to squint his eyes.

When he raised his head, the blood stopped flowing out, but poured into his nasal cavity, making Jiang Weiwei's mouth smell unspeakably uncomfortable.

Han Zilu: "Don't be stiff, relax a little, it's only a few steps, there is a stool over there, sit down first."

"Oh, yes." Jiang Wei agreed, but her walking was still terribly stiff.

After finally walking a few steps and sitting on the stool, Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and habitually wanted to look down at Han Zilu, but was stopped immediately.

Han Zilu gave Jiang Weiyi a tissue to cover his nose first, and then took out a wet tissue to help him wipe off the blood on his face, mouth, and chin.

During this process, Jiang Wei kept raising his head and covering his nose, and sat upright for two to three minutes.

In his mind at the moment, the discomfort of nosebleeds is no longer important, and losing talent is the most important feeling.

Isn't it just a few kisses and touches, and then a nosebleed?

It's not really good yet, it's a failure, and it has to develop according to this rhythm. When it comes back, what will happen, and it won't bleed.

What a mess when I go here!

Jiang Wei shook his head subconsciously.

Han Zilu immediately said: "Don't move!"

Then Jiang Wei was honest and continued to feel ashamed of being an old virgin in his heart.

Han Zilu tossed and tossed for a while, after wiping off the blood, he pulled another piece of wet tissue, nestled into a small ball and helped Jiang Wei plug his nose, and that was the end.

Jiang Wei raised his head, his eyes rolled aimlessly, "Can I move?"

Han Zilu: "Don't move, hold on for a while, wait for the bleeding to stop first."

Jiang Wei let out an "oh" and fell into silence.

After a while, Han Zilu asked, "Have you had nosebleeds before?"

Jiang Wei: "..."

Han Zilu: "Huh?"

Jiang Wei: "Oh, last time, it was last year or the year before last, I can't remember."

Han Zilu: "Is this also without warning?"

Can you stop asking so carefully, Jiang Wei lamented, "At that time, I was hit by a player..."

Han Zilu: "Well, anyway, you don't do this often, do you?"

Jiang Wei felt his face was burning, "How could that be?"

Han Zilu: "It's fine if it doesn't. It may be that spring is too dry. Be careful with your diet recently."

"Oh yes, yes, haha, hahaha, it's too dry." Jiang Wei immediately went down the steps, and didn't want to find out why she had a nosebleed. Han Zilu said it was because of the weather, so it must be because of the weather.

Han Zilu raised his hand and touched Jiang Wei's head, "Children."

"Hey, you're not a few years older than me, okay?" Jiang Wei couldn't help turning her head when she spoke, and was immediately yelled at by Han Zilu not to move.

Jiang Wei: "Oh..."

Han Zilu: "Stop the bleeding first." After finishing speaking, he was still worried, so he simply stood in front of Jiang Wei and held his head with both hands to keep him from moving.

Jiang Wei finally no longer only saw the bright street lights, but a backlit figure in Jiang Wei's sight.

He blinked, barely making out Han Zilu's facial features from the shadows.

Jiang Wei looked into Han Zilu's eyes, and said stupidly, "You are so handsome, you must be very popular in the gay circle, and you must have had many boyfriends."

Han Zilu raised his hand and flicked Jiang Wei's forehead, and Jiang Wei let out an ouch.

"It's not enough to praise you."

"I didn't hear it was a boast."

Jiang Wei: "Isn't it a compliment to say you're handsome? Then how do you praise you?"

Han Zilu: "Are you trying to curry favor with me?" There was a smile in his voice.

Jiang Wei: "Yeah, look, I can't even move now, I'm all at your disposal, and I can't please you."

Han Zilu: "Tell me, what benefits do you want."

Jiang Wei blurted out, "Kiss me." After saying that, he was surprised, when did he become so shameless.

But Han Zilu really bent down.

Jiang Wei knew that he was going to kiss herself, and was so nervous for a moment that she even forgot to breathe.

Han Zilu's movements were very light and slow, and Jiang Wei felt that after waiting for a long time, he felt Han Zilu's breath fall on his face.

The breath was warm and moist, as if it would turn into an equally warm and moist kiss at any moment.

But Jiang Wei waited for a long time, only felt the breath, not the touch, or had already touched it, but it was so slight that he couldn't distinguish the touch of the skin from the touch of the breath.

There was a slight tickle on his lips as if feathers were being brushed, and Han Zilu had already stood up straight.

Jiang Wei blinked, feeling a little cheated.

Han Zilu: "I told you not to move around, are you still bleeding?"

Jiang Wei felt it for a while, "It seems...it stopped."

Han Zilu let go of Jiang Wei's face, and sat back beside him, "Be careful when you stop, don't move too much, we will sit for a while longer, and we will take you back to the dormitory when you are stable."

Jiang Wei nodded, Han Zilu immediately stopped him and told him not to move, so Jiang Wei could only sit with a stiff face.

Han Zilu didn't speak, and the two of them just faced the lotus pond, looking at the crescent moon buried in the branches, casting almost invisible light and shadow on the water surface.

After sitting for a while, Jiang Wei suddenly said: "Would you like to take the exam and go to school with me? I can teach you how to draw, the exam is not difficult."

Han Zilu: "Children, let your imagination run wild."

Jiang Wei: "It's really not difficult, don't you say you're looking forward to it, then come."

Han Zilu shook his head.

Jiang Wei: "Do you not want to, or do you think it's impossible?"

Han Zilu: "You don't understand, there are some things that you only yearn for when you look at them from afar, so let me always yearn for them."

Jiang Wei: "I don't agree with this, I think..."

Han Zilu gently pinched Jiang Wei's lips, "Don't talk so much, take a break, and go back to rest early when your nose stabilizes."

Jiang Wei looked at Han Zilu, and suddenly felt that he knew something about him that he didn't know before, but he couldn't tell what it was.

The two sat for another ten minutes, Han Zilu sent Jiang Wei back to the dormitory before taking a taxi and leaving.

It was very late, but after Jiang Wei went back, she always felt inexplicably annoyed in her heart. She couldn't fall asleep after trying twice, so she had to climb out of bed, and took a sketchbook to scribble.

After painting half of the paper black, he suddenly remembered Han Zilu's backlight, so he drew half of the graffiti and drew the scene in his memory.

It was two o'clock at night when it was finished.

Looking at the painting, Jiang Wei let out a long breath and finally felt calm.

In the next few days, homework became busy.The university requires each student to complete a certain number of public elective courses before graduation, including several core cultural quality courses. If they fail to complete or fail to pass, they will not be able to graduate.

The core courses have always been very popular, and it is not so easy to choose. Jiang Wei and the others will organize every time they choose courses. Everyone chooses a few more courses to try their luck.

This time the course selection is also the same, but the difference is that Jiang Wei was so lucky that he chose three core courses in a row, but only one was allocated, and there were two left. Although he was not particularly interested, he finally chose Yes, and he was reluctant to withdraw, so his courses this semester became very full.

From Monday to Friday, except for the Tuesday night, which is empty, there are classes every night. If you don’t skip class, you have to go to nine o’clock every day.

Originally, it was okay to take more classes, but now, Jiang Wei felt worried. According to this rhythm, he had no time to find Han Zilu at all.

As for Han Zilu, although he had a rest on Wednesday afternoon, he had an elective session and a sports session on Wednesday afternoon, which were fully arranged.

He wasn't that busy in the other afternoons, but Han Zilu had to go to work again, so their schedules were almost perfectly staggered.

Throughout the week, it seemed like he wouldn't really see each other until Friday, and he'd have to skip a core class.

Every time I count these things, Jiang Wei can't help but feel that it seems the same as when they are not in love.

At the same time, he couldn't help thinking that if he hadn't hesitated and agreed to Han Zilu early in the morning, maybe Han Zilu wouldn't have resigned from the cafeteria, and they could see each other every day now.

But where come so many ifs.

Things are already like this, we can only find a way to adapt.

The two communicated through text messages in this way, from Monday to Friday.

After class at noon, Jiang Wei excitedly asked Han Zilu when he would leave work, and Han Zilu replied that he would go to school to find him as soon as possible.

Jiang Wei tidied up her schoolbag and yelled, "Yuanzi! Let's go, eat!"

But did not hear Zhao Siyuan's response.

He ran upstairs and downstairs a few times, but he didn't see Zhao Siyuan.

Just as he was about to make a call, a girl in the same class stopped him, saying that Zhao Siyuan left immediately after answering the call, as if there was something urgent.

Jiang Wei thought it was okay to have something to do, so he stopped calling.

The girl chatted with him for a few more words, and kept smiling ambiguously during the process, which made Jiang Weiyi feel dazzled for a while. After all, this girl has nothing to do with him, and she would never smile at him inexplicably.

He asked her what she was laughing at, but she blinked and ran away.

After that, Jiang Wei went to the cafeteria to eat, and encountered a similar situation again.

Chen Yang, who was in the dyeing class, and he belonged to the type who knew each other's names and had spoken a few words, but from the first year of freshman to the present, the words they had spoken could be counted clearly with their fingers.

We often meet by chance, but we all passed by saying hello, and today, for some reason, as soon as Chen Yang met him in the cafeteria, he followed him with a plate.

Although Jiang Wei felt strange, he couldn't say anything, and the two sat at the same table and began to eat.

Chen Yang ordered few things, so he went to buy two packs of yogurt after eating, and specially distributed them to Jiang Weiyi.

Jiang Wei wanted to give the money after taking it, but Chen Yang said, "You're welcome, my own."

Jiang Wei: "?" What did he miss?How did you become your own person?

Maybe his expression was too straightforward, Chen Yang saw it, and explained: "What's the matter, I'm gay too."

Jiang Wei almost choked to death on a mouthful of yogurt.

Chen Yang was serious, "But I really didn't see that you were the same. If I had known that there are so many schools in our school, I wouldn't bother to look outside. Those old men, hey, don't mention them."

Jiang Wei was speechless, so let's drink yogurt honestly.

But Chen Yang persisted, "Ask a question, don't you mind?"

Jiang Weixin said that it depends on what you ask.

Chen Yang didn't wait for him to express his opinion at all, and asked, "Who did you get on with, and when did you get married? It's quite mysterious."

Jiang Wei almost choked to death on the yogurt again, "How do you know?"

Chen Yang: "The whole grade knows it, why don't I know? Let me tell you, I'm always the first to know when there are new people in the school. This is called similar intuition."

Jiang Wei: "..." Could it be that someone saw Han Zilu by the lotus pond?

Chen Yang: "Tell me, how long has it been?"

Jiang Wei lowered his head, "It's not long." It felt a little weird to be asked * by a classmate he didn't know well.

Chen Yang: "But the two of you are good enough. Although I have always felt that your relationship is not pure, I never thought that you two would really get along well. Hey, but don't say it, it's really a good match. It's a strange book. I'm going to be sad, but never mind him, he's not welcome anyway."

Jiang Wei stared at Chen Yang, as if he felt something was wrong, "What's wrong with being a bookworm?"

Chen Yang: "Hahaha, let me tell you in secret, don't talk nonsense, Qi Shudan has a crush on Zhao Siyuan for a long time, but don't say it, and don't ask him, he will definitely not admit it."

Jiang Wei: "What is this all about? Why is Yuanzi involved again?"

Chen Yang: "Don't worry, Qi Shudan is just secretly in love, and it has nothing to do with your Zhao Siyuan. Don't be jealous. I'll go first. I have an appointment with an old man to go shopping in the afternoon."

Jiang Wei: "Wait, tell me clearly, what happened to me and Zhao Siyuan?"

Chen Yang blinked his big eyes: "What's wrong? How do I know what's wrong with the two of you? It's just getting better, it's okay, it's okay, I get used to this kind of thing quickly, gay is not a monster, we are just more fashionable and more How about a delicate ordinary person." He patted Jiang Wei on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's talk next time."

Now Jiang Wei understood that Chen Yang had misunderstood, but this was too outrageous, how could he misunderstand Zhao Siyuan?

However, things were far more incomprehensible than Jiang Wei thought, and Chen Yang was not the only one who misunderstood.

Zhao Siyuan rode his bicycle to the outside of the east gate, and looked around for a long time.

In the distance, a middle-aged man waved at him.

He hurried over, "Uncle Jiang, why are you here suddenly?"

Father Jiang took off his sunglasses and put them in his suit pocket, "Let's go, find a place to chat."

Zhao Siyuan, "Isn't it really called Wei Wei?"

Father Jiang smiled, "Don't call him, I have something to say, I want to talk to you alone first."