Yun Yun 2

Autumn has been here for a while, but for some reason, Vancouver has suddenly turned on the four seasons experience mode. When I go out in the morning, it is a good time for autumn to be cool and hot. The red maple and yellow leaves reflect the blue sky, which is really beautiful.Sheng Fan wanted to take a few photos after class and send them to Ji Yibei, but unexpectedly, he came out of the lecture theater on the basement floor. The city was already covered by dark clouds outside, and the setting sun was floating outside the thick clouds. Clouds are outlined in orange in the farther sky.The tranquility and beauty of insects and birds chirping before class is gone, only the strong wind is left swirling the fallen leaves in the air, mediating among the hurried students, and lifting their coats along the way, accompanied by the creaking sound of the door of the college building. A crushing momentum.

"Mom, our sky has changed, look, look!" Sheng Fan held up his mobile phone, stood in a corner of the college building, pulled the camera from left to right with his arm, and then pointed the camera at himself, in the wind Zhong shook his head vigorously, trying to tidy up the messy hair all over his face, but in the end he failed, and only one eye was barely exposed through the gap, "Look at the wind, is it strong? The monster is coming!"

But the video was only half recorded when a drop of water hit Sheng Fan's neck. He instinctively looked up to find the source, and then water entered his left eye.

"Ahhhh, it's raining! Just record it here, I have to leave quickly!!" As soon as two raindrops were warned, the raindrops suddenly became denser. Sheng Fan quickly stopped the weather broadcast, and put his phone in his pocket. He ran towards the parking lot with his head in his pocket, but slowed down as he passed the library entrance.

The yellow light reflected by the window makes the library look warm and solid when the wind and rain are blowing. Some people hurriedly opened the heavy doors and rushed in to avoid the rain, while others stopped outside the porch for a moment, then pulled on their sweaters and hats and strode forward. run away.

Sheng Fan paused outside the door for a while, checked the time and looked up at the sky, and pushed open the door of the library.

Presumably, the sudden heavy rain stopped too many people in their tracks, and the library seemed a little overcrowded. The usual situation where a few people could book out the library no longer existed, as if the exam week had entered ahead of schedule.As soon as he entered the door, the hot and humid air accentuated the musty smell of old books. Sheng Fan stood in the hall in a daze for a long time, until two pieces of water mist filled his eyes, and then he realized that he was too hasty to finish class and forgot He took off his glasses, wiped them casually with the corner of his clothes, put them back on the bridge of his nose and started looking for a seat.

Glancing at his old seat without hope, it was indeed taken by someone. Sheng Fan walked a few steps along the corridor and arrived at the library.The students who wanted to borrow books were queuing up in front of the self-service machines, but there was no one at the desks, and they didn't know whether they had already left work or left temporarily for something.Sure enough, "six hours a week, divided into three days", such a seemingly simple and clear and easy-to-understand rule becomes elusive once it is scattered every day of the week.

Sheng Fan pushed his glasses, walked forward and planned to find a seat in another area.

"Sheng Fan, Sheng Fan!" Suddenly someone called her next to her ear, deliberately lowering the volume.

Sheng Fan turned around when he heard the sound, and saw the person who pestered him for a long time yesterday.

"Come here, come here! I have a place here!" The boy was enthusiastic, and took the books and materials he spread on the table back to him, making room for Sheng Fan.

"..." Sheng Fan secretly groaned in his heart, and even began to regret why he didn't go home as planned, but went to the library to experience all this.

"Come on!" Seeing that Sheng Fan didn't respond for a long time, the boy greeted enthusiastically, pointed to the seat next to him, and then noticed that his schoolbag was still on the chair, so he quickly pulled it over and threw it under his feet. Then he watched Sheng Fan helplessly as the invitation letter.

"Thank me……"

"There is nowhere else, everyone is sheltering from the rain!" The boy added, raised his arm and drew a circle in the air to show that he had done sufficient market research.

Sheng Fan's eyes followed the boy's movements. What he said was not a lie. The library was indeed full of people at a glance. Then he heard the faint thunder coming from outside, "Thank you .” Sheng Fan unloaded his schoolbag and walked towards the empty seat, thanking the boy as he passed by.

"Hey, you're welcome, old classmate." The boy replied happily, and put his things in front of him again.

Sheng Fan frowned, when will this rusty and moldy routine be used?Not intending to continue entanglement, he took out the textbook from his schoolbag, and was about to flip through it when his phone vibrated suddenly.

Before Sheng Fan took out his phone, new messages were pushed one after another on the screen. The vibrating sound caused the girl sitting opposite to raise her eyelids and cast a dissatisfied look at her.

Sheng Fan mouthed "Sorry" again, shrank his neck and quickly clicked on the dialog box.

Four high-definition close-ups of red wine taken from various angles, plus a text message: "Does your mother like this wine? Can I find someone to bring her a piece?"

Sheng Fan glanced at the time, confirmed the name on the dialog box again, took out his computer and logged into the chat software.

"You stayed up all night again??"

"How can I, go to bed early and get up early."

"It's a quarter past nine in Beijing time, Miss Qiao Yi." Sheng Fan looked at the words "Early to bed and early to rise" on the screen, curled his lips with a smile, and his face was full of disbelief, "You have resigned for 800 years, and you are also in a coma It’s been 800 years, I don’t believe it. Come on, tell me a secret that only the two of us know, or I’ll report you for account hacking!”

"...Why am I lying to you, but why haven't you practiced in seclusion at this point, are you a fake lawyer Ji?"

"Hahahahahaha!" After completing the customary opening remarks before each chat, Sheng Fan was full of joy, and smiled back to the message, "Today is a day of class, and the group discussion in the afternoon is still delayed. There is a heavy rain, and we are sheltering from the rain in the library. Then I don’t even know wine, how nice it is for you to ask my mother directly.”

"Your mother's old fritters, you don't want anything when you send a message, and you can agree to everything when you deliver it to your door. If she doesn't like it after I deliver it to your door, it will be a waste. This is also given by a former colleague. It is said that it is from some winery in Bordeaux, you can ask her for me later."

"Okay, okay. Then, let me ask for you, can you come to Vancouver to repay me?"

"Isn't this reward a bit heavy?"

"Etiquette and affection are important." Sheng Fan replied with an emoji.

"I found that our lawyer Ji's eloquence is getting better and better. Hey, do you want to continue reading? Don't you even look at your phone in the library?"

"Hey, don't mention it!" Sheng Fan suddenly regained his energy, moved the computer down and put it on his lap, then looked back at the boy next door who was studying hard, and clacked on the keyboard to complain to Qiao Yi, "I met you yesterday. A strange person, I insisted that he was my kindergarten classmate, just now I came to the library to shelter from the rain, but he caught me again!"

"Male and female? Are they good-looking?"

"...Sister Qiao Yi!!??"

"Yes, this is obviously a flirting." The person over there was very innocent, and quickly added his own analysis, "It's just that the way of flirting is a bit too old-fashioned, but you think, if you are talking about your middle school and high school classmates , you will definitely have a memory, if not, you will be exposed as a lie immediately. But if you are a kindergarten classmate, then you may not remember it, and you may confuse the fake with the real."

"Oh no, who told you to analyze this! I'm just complaining to you that it's annoying."

"That's very simple. If you think it's okay, then be a friend first. If you don't think about it, just explain it to him."

"I ignored him yesterday, but he was super persistent and insisted that we were classmates in kindergarten." Sheng Fan paused, and then added, "The funniest thing is that he is so convinced that he even said that his mother and My mother quarreled. My mother, quarreled with someone??"

This time, the "The other party is typing..." on the dialog box lasted for a while, and after a while, a new message popped up on the screen: "Did he say what his name is?"

"I can't remember, what is Zhao?"

"Givenchy."

"Ah?" Sheng Fan was taken aback by Miss Qiao Yi's sudden calling of her "official nickname". She sat up straight involuntarily, not knowing what happened, "What's wrong?"

"He seems to be right, but it's me who quarreled with his mother."

ah? ? ? ?

Sheng Fan stood under the eaves of the library's stone carvings that stretched in mid-air, dumbfounded, listening to Zhao Lulu reviewing the past that she didn't know about. Of course, in Zhao Lulu's version of the story, Zhao's mother won a big victory. The refutation was so self-knowledge that I had to apologize.And Sheng Fan firmly believed in his heart that Qiao Yi's failure in the quarrel would not happen, just as he believed that Ji Yibei would not quarrel with others in the street.

It's just that I feel a little bit of the smallness of the world, and I can't help but regret how time flies. The past that I haven't thought of for a long time suddenly unfolds in front of my eyes. Sheng Fan squinted his eyes and looked at the stars and lights on the campus, and repeatedly asked Zhao Lulu about various innocuous details. , wanting to fill this unknown story into the jigsaw puzzle about the past, but hesitantly wondering whether to follow the sudden surge of thoughts to look back.

The raindrops are connected into lines, and then woven into curtains, reflecting the lights that are skewed by the wind, as if the surrounding environment has been toppled.

Sheng Fan pursed his lips, took off his coat and put it on his schoolbag, then hugged his schoolbag in his arms again, and turned his head to rush into the rain, but Zhao Lulu grabbed him: "It's raining so hard, are you crazy?"

"I think I have something to do at night, I have to go back first."

"Let me see you off! I came by car."

"I have a car too."

After Sheng Fan finished speaking, without waiting for Zhao Lulu's reaction, he got into the heavy rain without looking back, but stopped at a corner that Zhao Lulu couldn't see.Raindrops fell one after another from the eaves. The downpour had been pouring for almost an hour, and it didn't seem to stop at all, and the air didn't become any more transparent.The sudden wind manipulated the rain curtain, and rushed towards Sheng Fan deliberately.

Sheng Fan stood blankly against the outer wall of the library, subconsciously holding the schoolbag in his arms tightly.

Some fragments of childhood flashed before my eyes in a trance, and there seemed to be a breathless storm in my vague memory.

But can't think of more.

I don't want to think of any more.

Sheng Fan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and took steps towards the parking lot.

"No umbrella?" Suddenly a piece of blue opened above the head, filled with the girl's gentle and natural concern.