give me a hug

This is not the first time that Xie Jiaran has taken lessons with Liang Suinian.

Everyone in the class is already familiar with the strangeness. If there is anything to say, it is probably that everyone looks at them with a bit of good-natured ridicule.

As soon as I entered the door, I bumped into a couple holding hands. The boy is a professional, but the girl is not. Obviously, like Xie Jiaran, she also came to take classes with her sweetheart.

"Yo."

As soon as the boy saw them, he grinned and teased them: "What a coincidence, Brother Liang, are you bringing someone to class too?"

"That's right." Liang Suinian didn't hesitate at all, imitating them, he took Xie Jiaran's hand and shook it, and said cheerfully, "What a coincidence."

Even knowing that he was joking, Xie Jiaran couldn't help curling her fingers secretly in his palm.

The girl covered her mouth and smiled with crooked eyebrows, her eyes looked back and forth between the two of them: "As expected of an official match, it's really a good match."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at his boyfriend with disgust, and exaggeratedly clicked twice: "People are more angry than people."

"If I don't stand with Brother Liang, I'll be handsome too, okay?"

The boy was unconvinced, and straightened his neck: "Besides, if I frustrate a little, I can make you more beautiful, baby, isn't it great?"

Girl: "Then make it look like you're talented?"

The boy proudly gave a thumbs up: "My baby is smart~"

"Crazy." The girl laughed and cursed, urging him into the classroom.

"Come on, baby."

Liang Suinian is now learning and selling, holding Xie Jiaran's hand and smilingly said: "Let's go in too~"

It was still in the old corner, Xiao Chi and Liu Maomao were not there, only Chen Wenyao in the front row was writing furiously.

"Hey, where are the two of them, haven't gotten up yet?" Liang Suinian poked Chen Wenyao's shoulder.

"Skipped class and went to the downtown shopping mall to chase stars."

Chen Wenyao turned around and put a signed paper with the school's letterhead in front of Liang Suinian. Just as he was about to speak, he found that Xie Jiaran was also there. He waved his hand and smiled to say hello: "Good morning, brother, it's time to feel the strong learning atmosphere of our class again." ?”

Xie Jiaran replied politely: "Morning."

Liang Suinian twisted up the lottery paper and looked it over, with a puzzled expression on his face: "What is this? What are you doing for me?"

Chen Wenyao: "Isn't today the last day to submit the application form for joining the party? Those two slackers insisted on delaying until today before starting to worry. Help me make two copies."

As he said that, he handed over a template: "Fortunately, you don't need to use your brain, just follow this and finish copying."

"It's so long? Doesn't it make sense to have a meal of braised chicken?" Liang Suinian took out a pen while talking.

Chen Wenyao sneered: "It's not just that, let's stop talking about the hot pot meal, okay?"

……

Xie Jiaran listened quietly at the side, and turned on the phone with the background sound of this unnutritious chat.

I happened to see Litang in the dormitory group start bombarding with information:

The cute ghost Li Xiaotang: [Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Cute Ghost Li Xiaotang: [Woohoo me, he?

The cute ghost Li Xiaotang: [Broken defense brothers, why am I so pitiful, I paid the trash can by mistake with my heart!I him!Ohh Ohh ohh】

The hero in school: [? 】

The hero in the school: [We are separated by two mosquito nets, you don't say anything, just typing and howling under the quilt? ? ? 】

Cute ghost Li Xiaotang: [I'm too sad to talk woooooooooooo]

The cute ghost Li Xiaotang: [You can bear it, we can communicate on the mobile phone, I don’t want to say anything, I can’t let my fragility be seen by the world QAQ]

A hero in school: […]

X: […]

The cute ghost Li Xiaotang: [Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

The hero in the middle school: [...you have less drama and less nonsense, oh, oh, oh, oh, the train is perfect?Just tell me what happened? 】

Xuezhong Hero: [Brother Liang can look through the chat history himself, so hurry up and say it. 】

X: [. 】

Cute ghost Li Xiaotang: [Wow, okay QAQ wait for me to change my name]

— half a minute later

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [Wooooow! 】

Shen Xuehao: […]

X. : [……]

Shen Xuehao: [What the fuck, you're so black again. 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [/picture/picture/picture]

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [Look at the chat records between me and Xiaotu, Xiaotu is the girl QAQ who said that she admired me some time ago and wanted to meet and talk with me]

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [I don't even know what evil I did in my previous life!I took her to the glory of the king, and gave her all the skins that I was reluctant to buy. I also bought her lipstick, dresses and earrings. She said that on her birthday, I bought her 99 roses and sent them over! 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: 【The result!Damn, he turned out to be a jujube seller!He didn't add me because he admired me, shit, he didn't even know me and said he admired me! 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: 【No wonder he laid the groundwork for so long. He always said that his family was in a difficult situation. The jujube garden at home was hit by drought and flood. He was also a stepmother and stepfather. If he could not sell enough dates, he would not allow her to go home. 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [Damn liar! ! !It's a pity that I still sympathize with him so much and pity him!I bought him more than 30 catties of jujubes to help him! ! ! 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [Why am I so innocent! 】

How miserable.

Xie Jiaran said silently in her heart.

And wondering why Li Tang's "she" suddenly became this "he", typo?Still too angry to choose words?

Shen Xuehao obviously had the same doubts:

The hero in the school: [Wait, I didn't get it wrong, did I? 】

The hero in school: ["He"? ? ? 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [You guys finally found out that Hua clicked woo woo woo]

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [Yes, Xiao Tu is a man!He is still a 40-year-old man, his profile picture and the photos in his circle of friends are all his daughters!I have been in love with an old uncle for so long, I just hug my head and cry, woo woo woo]

Shen Xuehao: [...beautiful. 】

Xie Jiaran: "..."

Xiao Wuzhi's pupils quake silently, indicating that Sanguan was suddenly hit by a critical blow.

Can wechat businesses still play like this now?

"What's wrong?" Liang Suinian leaned over suddenly: "What are you looking at, your face is almost wrinkled into a bun?"

Xie Jiaran passed the phone in front of him: "Li Tang sent a message in the dormitory group saying that he was cheated. The girl who wanted to talk to him before was actually not a girl, but a divorced jujube merchant in her forties with a baby."

"So weird?"

Liang Suinian leaned closer to watch it with him, and he wasn't too surprised when the chat records slid all the way down: "Hiss—no wonder I saw the chat records between Li Tang and Xiao Tu so strange before, the salesman's breath blowing over his face, he was the only one who was stupid and was It’s been so long since I’ve lied to you.”

"Then what should we do in this situation?" Xie Jiaran asked the professionals seriously: "Is it a scam? Can I call the police and pursue responsibility?"

Liang Suinian pointed to the phone: "Let's see the follow-up."

Sure enough, Li Tang sent a few more screenshots of messages, which were transfer records from "Xiaotu", saying that he didn't know that the clothes in the game cost money, and someone asked him his address and said that he would send him the lipstick and skirt. , but he bought the date for real, and he can't return it no matter what.

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [Is it money that I feel distressed about?It's my blood!How much does it cost to buy skins?Can it match my sincerity in taking him to the stars all night? !I've never done that in a game myself! ! ! 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [And why did he return the skirt and lipstick to me? Woohoo, can I paint it or wear it? 】

Shen Xuehao: [Then you mean you don't want him to retire? 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: [Retire!Why not return!Do you know what he said about me when I just said no refund? ! 】

Poor ghost Li Xiaotang: 【I said I don't want you to retire. Anyway, you still have a daughter to use, and I don't have a daughter. Why don't you take it and let it go?In the end, he actually said that I was playing a hooligan, that I was not serious enough to hit his daughter? !I him! ! ! 】

Poor ghost: [He himself took a photo of his daughter to go around and deceive, and he said that I was cheating on his daughter!Is he trying to piss me off by inheriting the jujubes that I didn't ship! ! ! 】

Xie Jiaran was really dumbfounded.

But Liang Suinian couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Let's message him back."

Liang Suinian smiled and said: "Just say that the matter is a foregone conclusion, calm down, don't get mad at yourself, and then quickly go to the confession wall and post it for everyone to see, and be careful not to be fooled like him. That's the only value left."

"The confession wall?" Xie Jiaran was instilled with an unfamiliar term: "What is that?"

Liang Suinian said, "You don't know?"

Xie Jiaran shook his head: "I don't know, no one told me about it, and I haven't seen it either."

Liang Suinian patiently explained to him: "The confession wall is not a real wall, it's a QQ account. Almost every school has one. Anyway, I had one when I was in middle school."

"And the confession wall is not really used for confession. Most of the time, it is used by everyone to complain, ask for advice, or share some interesting experiences, such as Litang. It is very suitable to hang him on the top for a day and a half."

"Then did you add it?" Xie Jiaran asked.

Liang Suinian said: "Addition is added, but I hardly use QQ, and adding it is useless."

"Do you want to join?"

He asked Xie Jiaran: "I'll recommend it to you. It's fun to go shopping when you're free. Last time I went up, I saw a girl complain that her boyfriend always wears three pairs of socks to sleep. I'm so happy." long time."

Xie Jiaran thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay."

Liang Suinian pushed him the contact information of the confession wall, and then turned back to WeChat to tease the sad Li Tang.

Xie Jiaran clicked Add, and the other party did not have a friend to verify, and it passed in a second.

The profile picture is the Q-version school badge of their school.

He clicked into the space from the avatar, and the dynamics were almost all screenshots. The avatar and nickname of the contributor were cut off, leaving only the content of the contribution.

Xie Jiaran slowly scrolled down, complaining about roommates, complaining about teachers, complaining about school dormitories, sharing new dishes in the cafeteria, asking for help from nearby hot pot barbecue...

Everything is available.

After turning to more than ten articles, I saw a serious confession submission.

Xie Jiaran exited the space and returned to the chat interface with the confession wall. After confirming that Liang Suinian was not looking at him from the corner of his eye, he silently sent a post to the confession wall.

Received an automatic reply in seconds: [Xiaoqiang is here!Due to the large number of submissions, the reply time is a bit long, about three days, please wait patiently~

PS: Do not submit again before replying, it will be ranked further back 0.0]

Three days...

Xie Jiaran's enthusiasm was mostly extinguished, and he exited QQ with a blank expression and turned off his phone.

Liang Suinian was concentrating on copying the application for joining the party when he suddenly felt his elbow being poked lightly. He turned his head and saw Xie Jiaran staring at him with his head sideways on the table.

He twirled the pen skillfully between his fingers, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"I drew a picture with you in it." Xie Jiaran asked, "Can I take it for the competition?"

"Draw me?" Liang Suinian pointed at his nose, a little surprised.

Xie Jiaran hummed and said, "It doesn't matter if you can't, I can re-"

"Yes, why not." Liang Suinian interrupted him, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "This is my honor."

Xie Jiaran was surprised that he agreed so simply: "Don't you even ask me what I drew, what if something is bad?"

"impossible."

Liang Suinian didn't even think about it: "How could your painting be bad?"

Xie Jiaran was taken aback for a moment, and was momentarily speechless.

Liang Suinian tapped the table twice casually with the tip of a pen, a little indulgent and helpless: "I've told you many times and you can't remember it, so I can only emphasize it again."

"Xie Jiaran, you are welcome with me."

He said earnestly: "You can do whatever you want me to do or help you. You can use me as you like. Of course, you can use my portrait as you like."

"I'm not worried about you doing bad things, because you are very good, and all kind children deserve to be trusted unconditionally."

He was still smiling when he was talking, and his amber pupils were still clear and beautiful even with his back to the sun, containing a tenderness and tolerance that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

The tone is lazy, but the words are serious.

Xie Jiaran stared blankly, and suddenly wanted to say something to him.

Squeezing the dry corners of his mouth, he withdrew his gaze, and wrote meekly on the table with his index finger. He paused and sketched carefully, but it was difficult for the sole audience to identify because he couldn't show the traces.

Liang Suinian barely recognized the last word "you": "What did you write?"

Xie Jiaran withdrew her hand and pressed her cheek again: "I'll tell you later."

Liang Suinian couldn't help laughing: "Then why do you have to write it now?"

Xie Jiaran turned her head and buried it in her arms, her voice was muffled, with the childishness of a child coquettish: "Because I can't help it."

This year's party application template is extraordinarily long.

Liang Suinian finished copying in the neatest handwriting, put down his pen and turned his head to see that Xie Jiaran had fallen asleep.

I don't know when he changed from the hidden ostrich posture to lying on his side, facing him, with half of his cheek pressed on the back of his hand, looking even more obedient than when he was awake.

Breathing thin and long, I don't know if I'm having a good dream, my eyelashes will flutter very lightly occasionally, it's inexplicably cute.

Just looking at it, Liang Suinian couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

I reached out to help him brush the hair on the forehead that was sticking out of the corner of his eyes, but just as I touched it, the sleeping person grabbed his hand and pulled it in front of him as if he saw it.

With his head tilted, most of his face was buried in his palm.

This is taking him out of the light again.

Feeling the soft eyelashes brushing against his palm, Liang Suinian couldn't help blinking.

He never noticed that his heartbeat was out of order for a second, and he didn't notice that the tips of the ears of the person who thought he was asleep were gradually stained pink.

Liang Suinian, did you do it on purpose?

Acting so well on purpose.

On purpose... making me like you more every moment.

In order to prevent him from taking a shower without any scars, Liang Suinian took him everywhere almost all day long.

Fortunately, he didn't have too many classes today, one class in the morning, all in the afternoon, and the last class at [-]:[-] pm was the end of a major-related elective.

After class at [-]:[-], the students in the classroom packed up their things and went out one after another.

Xie Jiaran received the news that Su Xiaoyue posted it in the class group. It was an homework assigned by the teacher just on a whim, and asked to hand in a character-related sketch tomorrow afternoon.

He ran out of sketch paper in the dormitory, and happened to pass by the art building on the way back, so he took Liang Suinian up there again.

On the way back, I passed the music classroom. I don’t know if the people who were inside went to the toilet or the people who left last forgot to turn off the lights. There was still a light tube on in the last row, and the doorknob was twisted, and the front door was not locked.

Xie Jiaran looked around for no one, so he wanted to go in and help turn off the lights. Liang Suinian stood at the door and looked around: "Is there a piano?"

"This is a vocal classroom, not a studio."

Xie Jiaran heard his tone, turned around and asked, "Can you play the piano?"

Liang Suinian nodded: "I've learned it for a while, but I haven't played it for a long time."

Xie Jiaran's hand that turned off the light stopped in mid-air and put it down again, glanced at the piano, then turned his head and asked Liang Suinian softly: "Do you want to play?"

There were exactly two seats in front of the piano, and Xie Jiaran and Liang Suinian took one each.

"Order a song, what do you want to hear?" Liang Suinian opened the piano cover.

Xie Jiaran has no research on piano music: "I don't know what are there."

"You must know it, but you can't name it."

Liang Suinian used one hand to skillfully play a short note: "How is it, does it sound familiar?"

Xie Jiaran nodded hesitantly.

It sounds familiar, but I really don't know the name.

Liang Suinian laughed and put his hands on the keys.

The black and white hands and fingers are slender and well-defined, like butterflies jumping on the keyboard, stepping on the invisible halo.

If the picture can be divided, then every frame must be breathtakingly beautiful.

Xie Jiaran discovered for the first time that a melody can be melodious to have shapes and colors, and the wonderful combination fills the entire music classroom erratically.

He knew it wasn't because of the tune, or if there were [-]% of the cause, then the tune only accounted for [-]%, and the other [-]% was because of the person who played the tune.

Because the person who played it was Liang Suinian.

"How is it, does it sound good?" The sound of the piano stopped at some point, and Liang Suinian pressed his hands on the keys, his tone a little lazy and complacent.

Xie Jiaran nodded: "It sounds good."

Liang Suinian blinked: "But I played several notes wrong."

Xie Jiaran insisted: "That's also very nice." He paused for half a second, and emphasized very seriously: "It's better than all the piano pieces I've ever heard."

"Just kidding, why are you so easy to cheat?"

Liang Suinian laughed: "This song is called "Adi Lina by the Water", which is my mother's favorite song. It is said that when she was studying, she was tricked by my father with this song, and it was only later that she found out that my father It's also because of her impromptu, playing only this song, and almost made her mad."

Xie Jiaran asked him: "So Auntie let you learn the piano to make up for regrets?"

Liang Suinian: "Maybe a little bit, but after learning so many songs, every time they want to listen to it, I still ask me to play this."

"And they always think I'm noisy."

He couldn't help laughing when he talked about this, and he said to Xie Jiaran miserably: "I have a piano at home, but I want me to practice it, and I think it's annoying to practice, and we even discussed whether we can use the piano. Make it silent, let me be capable."

This is really a bit of a pit for the son.

Xie Jiaran couldn't help but think of Liang Sunian's bewildered look at the piano that couldn't make a sound, with a shallow curve in the corner of his eyes.

"Uncle and aunt must be joking."

He turned his head to look at him, his cold voice became soft because of the gentle tone: "You are obviously not annoying at all."

It was rare for Liang Suinian to see the stars in the eyes of the pretty kid again, and he took a moment to appreciate them before deliberately asking: "Is it true?"

"Well, really."

Xie Jiaran lowered her head, raised her hand and pressed a white key with her index finger at will, and it was a clear high-pitched voice: "You are very nice, how could anyone not like you."

Liang Sunian's hand that touched the keys paused.

He looked at Xie Jiaran's profile, so beautiful that even if the light was dim, it could still cast a hazy halo on his outline.

"Does that include you too?" He asked suddenly.

Xie Jiaran heard this, and turned his gaze to him again.

When their gazes intertwined, Liang Suinian suddenly felt as if he had been gently hooked by a hook.

When he came back to his senses soon, he wondered if he was in a daze to ask such an impolite and embarrassing question.

So before the other party gave the answer, he changed the topic in time: "Do you want to try?"

Xie Jiaran, who was about to nod, was interrupted by this, and his expression became a little more bewildered: "Try what?"

Liang Sunian buckle steel cover

Xie Jiaran: "But I won't."

"It's okay, Xiao Liang will teach you in a second."

After Liang Suinian finished speaking, he moved his stool to be next to Xie Jiaran, passed his left hand around Xie Jiaran from behind, and covered the back of his hands with his hands in a gesture of hugging from behind.

The temperature of the back of the hand was touching the other's palm, just like the temperature of the back was touching the other's chest, Xie Jiaran heard her own heartbeat getting faster and faster.

The fluttering eyelashes also showed his panic.

It was rare for him to have such a chaotic mood, and he was worried about how to hide the beating heartbeat from Liang Suinian.

The unfamiliar hands are flying over the keys under the leadership of another pair of skilled hands.

It was an amazing feeling, he was playing it, and it didn't seem like it was, but the melody was indeed flowing from his fingers, from their fingertips.

At this moment, he felt as if he had become Liang Sunian's marionette.

He easily manipulated his movements, his heartbeat, and his indescribable thousands of thoughts.

The notes entangled with light and flowed through the eardrums, he played on the keys, and Liang Suinian played on his heart.

thump—

There was a sudden muffled sound.

Xie Jiaran pressed the keys of the piano vigorously at the same time, curled up her fingers, turned around and grabbed the fabric on Liang Suinian's chest before Liang Suinian could react, lowered her head and buried her face in his shoulders sullenly.

"what happened?"

Putting his palm on his back, Liang Sunian wrapped his arms around him lightly after a moment of astonishment, and patted him soothingly.

Xie Jiaran closed his eyes, buried his head even deeper, and his voice came out loudly, giving birth to a very clear, soft, coquettish and aggrieved taste:

"elder brother."

"I'm sick."