Window 2, Seventh Canteen

Jiang Wei and Zhao Siyuan chatted for nearly an hour, starting with the topic of the memorial service, talking about the main building Weiming Lake in the middle, and then jumping to how to plan for graduation.

Finally, the two discussed the departure time tomorrow morning.

After finishing what should be said, Zhao Siyuan got up to go back to the dormitory, Jiang Wei suddenly remembered something and called him back.

Zhao Siyuan: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Wei: "Didn't you say you wanted to see Zilu? You should be able to see him tomorrow."

"Huh? Don't you say next week?"

"Tomorrow he will come to see me. I will ask him later if he wants to go to the memorial service together. If so, you can meet."

Zhao Siyuan rubbed his nose, "It's not very good, is it? I'm fine with you. Although I'm not familiar with Chen Yang, I've helped out anyway. The chef is not from our school at all. If you let him go, do you think it's okay?" ?”

Jiang Wei: "That's right...how about I discuss it with him first."

Zhao Siyuan: "You, listen to me, just don't discuss it, just ask him to come later, we can have lunch together."

Jiang Wei: "I'll think about it again."

Finally, one day, Jiang Wei wanted to spend more time with Han Zilu, and...

Seeing that Jiang Wei didn't speak, Zhao Siyuan added, "I don't mean anything else, it's all for your own good, don't think about it."

Jiang Wei: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to be wrong, I just... Hey, let's be honest with you, Tang Han and the others all think that I am a couple with you, not only them, it seems that the whole grade now misunderstands me It's like what happened to you, it's useless for me to explain this kind of thing, the more I describe it, the darker it gets, so I thought, Han Zilu just came over tomorrow, so let's go together, this way the misunderstanding will be resolved."

After Jiang Wei finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Siyuan, but Zhao Siyuan didn't speak. He rested his chin in his hand, as if he was thinking.

Jiang Wei: "Forget it, don't think about it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Zhao Siyuan put down his hand, "I also know about the misunderstanding."

Jiang Wei: "Ah, hahaha, sure enough, I think the whole world knows it, it's terrible to spread falsehoods."

Zhao Siyuan: "Hehe, don't talk about classmates, even your father thinks that your homosexual is me."

Jiang Wei: "Ah? No way? What do you mean?"

Zhao Siyuan: "Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Didn't he come to Beijing last month? Didn't he ask me for dinner? He just asked me if he was with you. Of course I denied it on the spot."

Jiang Wei: "Hey, why didn't you tell me?"

Zhao Siyuan: "It's not a big deal, I've reported all the key points to you."

Jiang Wei: "That's right. Anyway, it's enough to make it clear. I'm sorry, my dad still talks to you because of this, but it's also strange. I have no misunderstanding with you. Pure buddy, and you are so straight."

Zhao Siyuan shrugged.

Jiang Wei: "Anyway, there are a lot of things like this, so don't worry about it."

Zhao Siyuan: "Well, but, do you mind? I didn't pay much attention to it before, but if you mind, I will explain it clearly when we meet again next time."

Jiang Wei: "Don't, don't, the more you paint, the darker it gets. I've tried it. Besides, it's actually nothing. If they want to misunderstand, they will misunderstand it. Anyway, it will come to light sooner or later, but you will be implicated. Don't look back. No girl dares to confess to you."

Zhao Siyuan patted Jiang Wei on the head, "It's not all your fault, please have dinner at noon tomorrow."

"It's okay to eat, but you may not have time at noon tomorrow... Let's see, next week at the latest, I will definitely invite you."

Zhao Siyuan: "What's going on at noon tomorrow? Why are you going?"

Jiang Wei: "It's nothing, I just want to go out with Zilu for a walk. Our time has not been matched. Tomorrow will be a whole day. I wanted to go to Happy Valley, but it was in time for the memorial service in the morning, so I just wanted to go to Happy Valley." With half a day left, I might go to Luoguxiang or Houhai.”

Zhao Siyuan: "Yo, it's so sweet."

Jiang Wei: "Okay, don't run on it, and you won't see each other three or four times in a month."

Zhao Siyuan didn't answer any more, just stared at Jiang Wei for a while, then turned and left.

Jiang Wei told Han Zilu about the memorial service, and the two made an appointment to meet at the school gate tomorrow morning, go to eat first, and then go to the third education together when the time is almost up.

Originally, Jiang Wei and Zhao Siyuan made an appointment to go out together in the morning, but now they changed their plan, so they had to send him a text message saying see you at the door of the Three Teachings.

Jiang Wei got up early the next day, wanting to get to the station early to wait for Han Zilu, but even though he was 15 minutes early, Han Zilu still arrived before him.

Jiang Wei scratched her head, "I'll be waiting for you."

Han Zilu followed Jiang Wei's movements and patted his head, "Are you hungry? Let's eat first."

Jiang Wei responded repeatedly, and the two went to Hong Zhuangyuan next to the city railway.

Jiang Wei came to this store often, and the waiters and girls knew him, and they laughed when they saw him enter the door, and when they saw Han Zilu, they all laughed even happier.

Jiang Wei leaned into Han Zilu's ear, "Hey, let me tell you, those little girls have been spying on you."

Han Zilu: "I'm looking at you."

Jiang Wei: "What's good about me, of course I look at handsome guys."

Han Zilu: "I like your looks."

Jiang Wei: "You call it what is in the eye of the beholder."

Han Zilu raised his mouth and picked up the menu, "Do you often come here for breakfast?"

"Well, this one is closer. Then there's the porridge shop. There are more snacks."

Han Zilu: "The price is not cheap."

Jiang Wei: "Ah, it's okay, I invite you."

Han Zilu: "That's not what I mean, I just want to say, how many times do you come to eat in a month, is it enough for living expenses?"

Jiang Wei: "That's enough. I used to come here frequently. I eat breakfast here for half a month. I don't come here recently. After eating your noodles, I have an inexplicable liking for the cafeteria."

Han Zilu flipped through the menu: "How much is your monthly living expenses?"

"This..." Jiang Wei squeezed her chin.

Han Zilu: "Is it convenient to say?"

Jiang Wei: "Why, I'm just calculating. Living expenses are not paid on a monthly basis. My dad sometimes gives me several months at a time. On average... about five or six thousand a month."

Han Zilu slowly raised his gaze from the menu, "It's a little less than I thought. Seeing how you eat, I thought it would cost tens of thousands a month."

Jiang Wei: "Impossible? Our classmates all said that I have a lot of money. I also told my dad that he must have some money for self-defense. He can save it if he doesn't use it up. Maybe he wants to train me to manage money. Although it's useless, I don't count the money, I can't help but buy whatever I see, and I have saved a lot of models."

Han Zilu: "Just kidding, what are you serious about? Although I haven't studied in college, I still know the basic situation. The first-tier cities are about a thousand, and the small cities are about five or six hundred. Your family is not bad, right?"

Jiang Wei: "My family is average. The living expenses are mainly because I am picky about what to eat. My dad is afraid that I will be hungry."

Han Zilu: "I'm a little curious, what does your father do?"

Jiang Wei: "The small manager of the company, he seldom talks about work. Every time I ask him, he says that he doesn't talk about work at home. I guess he is too tired to mention it. He often has meetings and works overtime. I am afraid that he will be tired, so I always talk about it. Thinking, when I graduate and work, I can just let him resign and I will support him."

Han Zilu: "The tone is not small, can you afford it?"

Jiang Wei: "Don't worry, my dad doesn't eat as much as I do, and he's not picky about food. His cooking skills are all for me."

Han Zilu: "It's great to have such a father."

Jiang Wei chuckled, "By the way, where's your family? I haven't heard you mention your family. Where's your dad?"

Han Zilu: "My family is in the county, and life is relatively simple. My dad has been a civil servant for half his life. He doesn't have much money, but he is very upright. I respect him very much."

Jiang Wei has a bad impression of civil servants, but feels that since he is Han Zilu's father, he should be a good person.

"It's not easy to be an honest public servant these days," he said.

Han Zilu: "Well, my dad is very good to me, without him, I would have died long ago."

Jiang Wei showed curiosity, but Han Zilu smiled and handed him the menu, "You are familiar with this place, you can order."

Jiang Wei ordered the most common preserved egg porridge for herself, and a new fruit porridge for Han Zilu, plus a few baskets of dim sum, and the two ate for half an hour.

When I finished breakfast and walked to the Three Teachings, it was still early, only nine o'clock.

Jiang Wei led the way for Han Zilu, and the two entered the Three Sects together. They first went to the room of the memorial service to see it, and found that the door hadn't been opened yet, so they wandered around in the building.

Go back to the first floor from the sixth floor, and climb up floor by floor.

Jiang Wei pointed to the poster in the bulletin board, introduced the school's activities to Han Zilu, and walked to the top floor.

Jiang Wei went to the window and looked down, while Han Zilu pushed the window open.

Jiang Wei: "Be careful."

Han Zilu: "Are you afraid that I will fall?"

Jiang Wei: "It's always right to be careful."

Han Zilu pushed the window hard again, but found that it couldn't move, "Even if I want to fall, I can't fall, the window can only be opened halfway, and even a child can't get out."

How did Chen Yang jump off?Jiang Wei had this question in his mind, but he didn't say it.

Han Zilu suddenly asked, "Can the roof go up?"

Jiang Wei shook his head, "Almost all the top floors in the school are locked, and they can't go up because they are afraid of accidents."

Han Zilu: "It seems that suicide also takes a lot of effort."

Jiang Wei felt a little uncomfortable hearing these words, and frowned at Han Zilu.

Han Zilu didn't look at him, but leaned against the window and looked downstairs, "I heard that suicide is the most comfortable way to die, and people will become unconscious during the fall and feel no pain."

Jiang Wei followed Han Zilu's gaze and looked down. The height made him a little dizzy, so he stopped looking at it after a second glance, "I seem to be a little afraid of heights."

Han Zilu: "Most of them are a little afraid of heights."

Jiang Wei: "You belong to the minority."

Han Zilu: "I'm also afraid of heights."

Jiang Wei pulled Han Zilu back, "Then you still watch?"

Han Zilu: "Because I've seen a lot, I'm not so afraid."

Jiang Wei: "Isn't it easier not to look at it?"

"What if you have to watch something?" Han Zilu turned around and rubbed Jiang Wei's head, "Let's go downstairs."

The two wandered downstairs, walking slowly around the Third Teaching and the adjacent Fourth Teaching, Jiang Wei casually talked about the school, Han Zilu looked up at the roof of the teaching building from time to time.

Jiang Wei always felt that the atmosphere of today's date was a bit strange, and it was probably because he was going to a memorial service later.

The two walked around for about half an hour, and at [-]:[-], they went back downstairs again, wanting to wait for Zhao Siyuan there, but unexpectedly Zhao Siyuan had already arrived.

As soon as the three met, Jiang Wei made an introduction, and Han and Zhao greeted each other.

Contrary to Jiang Wei's expectations, Han Zilu's performance was very relaxed and natural, but Zhao Siyuan's movements were a little stiff, and he kept staring at Han Zilu's face.

That gaze was already a bit impolite, Jiang Wei couldn't help pulling Zhao Siyuan's arm several times to make him turn his attention to himself.

But even so, the atmosphere was awkward.

Zhao Siyuan and Han Zilu had nothing to say at all. After greeting each other, there was a staring silence.

Jiang Wei walked between the two of them, and could only talk to this one for a while, and the other for a while, trying to find something that the three of them could talk about together, but couldn't find it.

Moreover, Jiang Wei also found that the tone he spoke to Zhao Siyuan was different from the tone he spoke to Han Zilu. He didn't usually feel it, but now that they were together, he found it awkward.

He was used to Zhao Siyuan casually, but with Han Zilu present, he was somewhat reserved, and even slurred a few times.

Fortunately, this time is not long, there are still 10 minutes to ten o'clock, Zhao Siyuan urged Jiang Wei to say that it is time to go up.

Jiang Wei looked at Han Zilu, and Han Zilu's footsteps suddenly stopped, "You guys go, I won't go."

Jiang Wei: "Why?"

"It's not suitable for outsiders to go on such an occasion. I'll wait for you downstairs."

Jiang Wei: "But..."

Han Zilu: "You guys go, I just took this opportunity to wander around. I was very busy in the cafeteria before, so I didn't look carefully at many places."

Zhao Siyuan: "Then we will go by ourselves." He said and pulled up Jiang Wei's sleeve.

Jiang Wei: "Then you go shopping by yourself, and I will call you as soon as I finish here."

Zhao Siyuan almost dragged Jiang Wei to the stairs.

Jiang Wei: "Why do you keep staring at Zilu's face, it's so impolite."

Zhao Siyuan: "It's nothing, I didn't expect the head chef to be like this."

Jiang Wei: "I told you earlier that he is a handsome guy, but you still don't believe me."

"You're just looking at his face, aren't you?"

"Don't be so superficial, okay?"

Zhao Siyuan: "Okay, don't talk about it, let's go."

The two quickly climbed to the sixth floor, the door of 603 was half open, and there were two people at the door, one of them was Tang Han, and the other Jiang Wei also spoke last night.

The two of them were tall and short, and both were thin. They were standing in front of the door in slim black suits, not like students.

Jiang Wei went over, Chen Han nodded to him, "Go in."

In the classroom, seven or eight people have already come, the curtains are drawn, and the projector is playing pictures. From elementary school to university, there are life photos and group photos. It is Chen Yang, whom Jiang Wei has never seen.

He stood at the door and looked at the picture again, and the sadness in his heart instantly became stronger.

Watching a person's process from childhood to adulthood is like getting to know him again in a short period of time.

Zhao Siyuan patted Jiang Wei on the shoulder, and the two found a side seat and sat down.

At this time, the two people at the door also came in and closed the door casually. Only then did Jiang Wei realize that he and Zhao Siyuan were the last to arrive.

Look at the time, it's 5 minutes before ten o'clock.

It's not that he was late, but these people came early.

They should all be close friends with Chen Yang, unlike me, they just mixed in to make up the numbers.

Jiang Wei felt a little uncomfortable.

Over there, someone was already standing on the podium, not Tang Han, nor another tall boy.

Jiang Wei had no impression of this man. He didn't seem to be from the Academy of Fine Arts, and he didn't look like a student. Although he was also wearing a black suit, the feeling on him was completely different from Tang Han and the others.

Without the sharpness of young people, there is a bit more sophisticated city.

He first nodded slowly towards the audience, "All of you here are Yangyang's classmates and friends, all of us. Today's memorial service was actually not approved by Yangyang's family. It was initiated by me and organized privately. Thank you everyone. If I can come, I believe that Yangyang will also be happy to see you. Let me first introduce myself, I am Liang Chenxu, and I am Yangyang’s lover. Many of you here have met me and heard of me, so I will not introduce more , Actually, at today's memorial service, I also felt at first..."

Jiang Wei touched Zhao Siyuan's arm, wanting to say something, Zhao Siyuan made a silent gesture, and took out his mobile phone under the table.

Jiang Wei took out her mobile phone, turned the volume on mute, and started typing for Zhao Siyuan.

Jiang Wei: [I always feel something is wrong]

Zhao Siyuan: [I also think that this person speaks really coldly, isn't he a lover? 】

Jiang Wei: [I feel the same way, when he mentioned Chen Yang, he didn't have any extra expression on his face, he looked like a professional master of ceremonies]

Zhao Siyuan: [Same feeling]

After sending these few sentences, the two looked at each other and put down their phones.

Liang Chenxu continued, with a calm voice, calmly telling the story of him and Chen Yang from acquaintance to love. The two of them are separated forever.

Later, when he talked about Chen Yang's death, he explained that many people rumored that Chen Yang committed suicide because of love, but it was not true. The family pressure he had to face was too great, and he had the idea of ​​committing suicide because he could not bear it on the spur of the moment.

He said that he happened to be away on a business trip that day, otherwise Chen Yang might not have died.

Having said that, Jiang Wei finally read the emotion from his face.

It was not sadness or other obvious emotions, but a lifeless expression, with the corners of the eyes and mouth drooping downwards, and the whole face was stiff and gray.

The originally handsome facial features were slightly distorted because of this weird expression.

Jiang Wei frowned, and was about to send a text message to Zhao Siyuan, Tang Han stood up and walked to the podium, telling Liang Chenxu to go down to rest for a while, but Liang Chenxu shook his head, "I haven't finished talking, I can't say anything for a long time It's over, he..."

At this moment, the classroom door suddenly opened.

A loud female voice came into the classroom, "Of course you can't finish, because you didn't say a single word that should be said."

The words were spoken calmly, but with great force.

Everyone looked at the door in unison, only to see a fat girl standing there with long hair parted in the middle and no expression on her face.

But Jiang Wei saw that her eyes were red.