give me a hug

Coming out of the community, they didn't rush back to Jincheng, they just walked quietly along the boulevard.

The rain has stopped, but the road surface is still wet, and the dead leaves have been blown to the ground by the wind and have not had time to be cleaned, and there will be a slight wet sound when stepped on.

They walked through the green forest, the gate of the park, and then turned onto Binhe Road.

No one spoke, listening to the occasional sound of horns, the pace was slow and leisurely.

Aimless, it seems that it is simply a walk after a meal to eliminate food.

After crossing a stone bridge, Xie Jiaran walked a little slower as he watched the street corner on the other side gradually recovering from its bustle.

"There used to be a coffee shop there."

He looked in the direction of the other party, and suddenly said: "The cakes in the store are delicious, especially the red velvet and tiramisu."

"I used to go there when I was in high school. Sometimes there were few people in the store, so I would finish my homework and then go home."

"I also met Lu Shang a few times inside."

He remembered: "But every time mom would accompany him, they sat by the window, from entering to leaving after eating, they never found out that I was there."

Liang Suinian looked in the direction, there was no shadow of a coffee shop there, and several stores merged together to form a big supermarket.

Xie Jiaran can still remember the taste of the red velvet cake in the coffee shop, it tastes better than other places.

It's even more delicious than Lu Shang's birthday cake.

"elder brother."

He lowered his eyelashes to cover the puzzlement and confusion in his eyes: "Why do I seem to be the one who is not needed all the time?"

His question was not immediately answered.

It was just that the earlobe was slightly pinched.

Liang Suinian raised his chin in one direction, and suddenly said: "Of course, I seem to have seen your school."

He held his hand again: "Take me to your school, okay?"

At this time, the students in the school are preparing for evening self-study.

Xie Jiaran had an alumni pass, signed at the gate guard and brought Liang Suinian into the school smoothly.

Miancheng Middle School is very big.

It is a national key point, not only accepting students from the city, but also students from all over the country. There can be nearly [-] classes in a grade at most. Therefore, the school has to continue to expand.

Liang Suinian followed Xie Jiaran for only a short distance and became suspicious: "Of course, did we come here just now?"

He pointed to the teaching building next to him: "This building is very familiar, I think I should have seen it."

Xie Jiaran finally smiled for the first time since leaving home.

Pulling him back a few steps, he pointed to another teaching building hidden by green bushes: "Brother, should you be talking about that building?"

Liang Suinian compared the two sides, and sure enough: "It's fine that the surrounding greenery is the same, but how can we make it so that even the facing is exactly the same?"

"Formula buildings are like this, and symmetry has beauty."

"Is it symmetrical?"

"From the top view, they are all symmetrical."

"..."

The man in science and engineering said he couldn't understand: "Who would look down from the sky all day long? With the school built like this, students really won't get lost in class?"

"I couldn't find my way in the beginning." Xie Jiaran said, "I'll get used to it after a while."

The bell for evening self-study rang, and students of all grades returned to the classroom one after another, and the huge campus quickly became empty.

Xie Jiaran led Liang Suinian to walk slowly along the road near the fence, passing the cafeteria, playground, auditorium, and then to the teaching building where his former class was.

"Look, my classroom."

Xie Jiaran pointed to the middle position on the third floor: "We were all in that classroom for three years in high school."

"The third floor?" Liang Suinian asked.

"Well, Senior Class 32." Xie Jiaran said, "But it shouldn't be the case now. The school has a habit of readjusting the classroom arrangements every time you graduate."

"so good."

Xiaoliang sighed, expressing his envy: "Unlike me, the classroom was on the sixth floor for three years in high school. I didn't want to come down every day when I went up, and I didn't want to go up after I got down. I bought a bottle of water and didn't climb back to the classroom. Dao is thirsty again, it’s miserable.”

"So you can't play basketball anymore?"

"of course not."

Liang Suinian shook his fingers: "Of course, you still have to play basketball. Even if it's built to the [-]th floor without an elevator, it won't stop me from rushing to the basketball court."

"..."

It can be seen that the boyfriend really loves basketball.

I just don't know which one is more important than strawberry ice cream.

They continued to move forward, Liang Suinian casually took a look at a classroom passing by, and then pulled Xie Jiaran's hand after passing by: "Of course, I suddenly regretted that I didn't transfer to another school."

Xie Jiaran looked at him: "Student Xiao Liang is not afraid of going to a vocational and technical college?"

Liang Suinian said: "But I missed the age when you wore school uniforms."

Mianzhong's school uniform is a regular blue and white color scheme, which is nothing special, but for some reason, he just thinks that if Xie Jiaran wears it, it will definitely look good.

Xie Jiaran heard the regret hidden in his words, and her heart moved slightly.

His school uniform seems to be kept at home and not thrown away, neither winter nor summer. If his boyfriend really wants to see it, he can't...

Realizing his own thoughts, Xie Jiaran's eyes flickered, and he suddenly became uncomfortable.

No, what is he thinking?

He is not a high school student anymore, how strange it is to wear a school uniform on purpose, and he can't wear it outside, so he can only wear it for him to see at home when the two of them are alone...

Even more strange!

"Ran Ran?"

Liang Suinian suddenly scratched his cheek: "What am I thinking about, why is my neck so red?"

"Huh? No, no."

A slight stumbling made him even more guilty.

Facing Liang Suinian's curious gaze, he quickly turned his head and brought up his doubts just now as a tool to change the subject: "I was just thinking, is your favorite basketball or strawberry ice cream?"

"this?"

Liang Suinian raised his eyebrows and hissed, "Honey, the preselection is wrong."

"what?"

As soon as Xie Jiaran uttered a monosyllabic bewilderment, the center of his brow was tapped twice quickly.

Liang Suinian withdrew his hand, smiling brightly: "My favorite is obviously this one."

"..."

So annoying.

Even though he knew it was a trick of the steel plate master, he still couldn't help but explode a small group of gorgeous fireworks in his heart.

"Jiaran?"

Suddenly, a tentative cry came from overhead.

Xie Jiaran raised his head upon hearing the sound, and saw Mr. Lin, who taught him oil painting in high school, was standing on the balcony on the second floor looking down.

Before they knew it, they had already reached the range of the art building.

"Yo, it's really you, Jiaran!"

Teacher Lin was sure it was him, and quickly smiled: "I thought I had the wrong person!"

He gestured downstairs and said cheerfully, "Aren't you in a hurry? Come up quickly and talk to the teacher."

Xie Jiaran nodded, exchanged a glance with Liang Suinian, and led him upstairs together.

"Since you graduated to now, you haven't seen your teacher for several years, right?"

Teacher Lin held a thermos cup and smiled kindly: "How are you doing in life and study? Is everything going well?"

"Yes." Xie Jiaran nodded obediently: "It went well, thank you teacher for your concern."

"Hey, why are you polite to the teacher?"

Teacher Lin said: "You don't even know that I am very proud that you were admitted to Tsinghua University. At that time, I was showing off to other teachers in the office every day. They were so annoyed by me that they almost didn't take me to dinner."

"Later, I saw you winning awards one after another. It wasn't just me. All the teachers in our art group walked with their heads held high, especially when there were teachers from other schools coming over during the entrance exam. No one should show off our proud students."

"The teacher has given a prize."

"Where are you?" Mr. Lin waved his hands again and again: "But not at all, not at all, you are smart and talented, why don't people tell you?"

They have a good teacher-student relationship and haven't seen each other for a long time, so they can bring up many topics when they talk.

After chatting for a while, the joy subsided, and Teacher Lin noticed Xiao Liang who was on the side.

"This is, are you taking your friends back to school?"

"Well, I happened to be passing by on my way home on the weekend, so I wanted to come in and have a look."

Xiaoliang, who had quietly finished working as the background board, knew that it was time for him to speak up: "Hello, Teacher Lin, I am a classmate from Ranran University, and my surname is Liang. It is good for the teacher to call me Xiaoliang."

"College classmate? That's also a student of Tsinghua University."

It is probably a common occupational disease among teachers. They always have a good impression of outstanding students: "Is Xiao Liang also an art student?"

"I think so too, but it's a pity that I didn't have that talent when I was young."

Xiao Liang said regretfully: "The last time I drew a strawberry, I was taught by Teacher Xiao Xie for half an hour and I still didn't learn it. I guess my artistic cells were digested before I was born."

Teacher Lin was amused by him and laughed, holding the thermos cup to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, there are tens of millions of jobs in the world, and art is not bad."

"I feel so too."

Liang Suinian said with a smile: "Although I don't know how to engage in art, my family does. It's not a problem to complement each other."

As he spoke, he glanced at his little artist, who happened to be glancing at him too, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, cute and beautiful.

Teacher Lin: "That's right, that's the same as raising a cat. One artist in a family is enough. If there are too many artists, they will fight."

These words reached Liang Suinian's heart.

He does have a cat too.

A cute and beautiful kitten who knows how to draw and wants to be hugged~

Teacher Lin was about to say something, but there was a rustling sound at the door of the classroom.

Looking back, a few naughty students were curiously watching while pulling on the door frame with half of their faces exposed.

Seeing that he was discovered, he didn't feel guilty, but asked enthusiastically, "Mr. Lin, are these two your sons? Are they too handsome?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Teacher Lin patted the thermos cup: "The homework I assigned is finished, so you are here to help me do my foreign work?"

"It's halftime, hehe, change your mind, so you can find inspiration."

"You have too many things to do, hurry back and continue painting for me..."

"Hey, of course."

Liang Suinian took advantage of this gap to gently bump into the people around him: "Why do I have the feeling that meeting your teacher is more like meeting a parent than meeting your mother?"

Xie Jiaran said in a low voice: "Ms. Lin has always been a very nice person, and has taken good care of me since I was in school."

Liang Suinian: "I know."

Xie Jiaran: "You know?"

"correct."

Liang Suinian took it for granted, "With a student as likable as you, if I were a teacher, I would definitely like you the most."

Xie Jiaran poked his arm: "...Why are you getting more and more glib."

"It's also called glib talk for the sake of stating the facts?"

Liang Suinian was very innocent: "But I really will like you the most."

"That's right, Jiaran."

Teacher Lin suddenly turned his head, and Xie Jiaran quickly retracted his hands and stood up like a minor who had a sneaky puppy love: "Teacher, I am here."

Out of the corner of his eye, classmate Xiao Liang was turning his head to look downstairs, holding his fist against his lips to block the sniggering at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you in a hurry to leave?" Teacher Lin asked.

Xie Jiaran: "It's not urgent, teacher, do you need my help?"

Teacher Lin: "That's right, I happened to be in color in class, and you have been learning color very well, so I thought, please come into the classroom and draw a simple picture of light and shadow, which can be regarded as an encouragement to your students to learn." Girls, can you see it?"

Xie Jiaran nodded: "Yes."

"That would be great! Come on, come in!"

Teacher Lin happily went to help him prepare the painting tools, Xie Jiaran looked at Liang Suinian and said, "Brother, wait for me for a while?"

"no problem."

Liang Suinian helped him tidy up the little lock of hair on the top of his head that was blown up by the wind, and after looking at it, he nodded in satisfaction: "Go, Teacher Xie."

Teacher Lin planned to introduce his proud disciple to this group of bastards, but he didn't expect that as soon as Xie Jiaran entered the classroom, someone exclaimed: "Damn it! Senior Xie?! You're alive!"

One person started, followed by others, the classroom was full of amazement, and many students in the back row stood up and looked forward, whispering to each other, it was very lively.

"You know Jiaran?" Teacher Lin was surprised.

"I know you!" A girl said loudly: "Everyone who has visited the school forum, there is no one who doesn't know Senior Xie, right?"

"It's also available on the Art Association's official website!"

"Senior looks better than the photo!"

"I really didn't expect that one day I would be able to meet the senior in real life. I'm so excited. Senior, I am your idol! Bah! You are my idol!"

"Can seniors take pictures? I want to post on Moments and QQ Zone. Those little trash who skipped class today will be envious and regret it!"

"Senior, are you here to substitute for us?!"

……

Xie Jiaran was not good at dealing with such occasions, so she could only purse her lips and smile quietly, looking weak in the face of the room full of excitement.

"All right, all be quiet."

In the end, it was Teacher Lin who maintained the order: "Since we know each other, I won't introduce it."

"Senior Xie didn't come to give you a substitute class. I was just caught temporarily by me to draw a scene for you. Don't think too much. I'm still the old man who will teach you in the future."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Teacher Lin turned on the projector, and then tapped on the blackboard with a smile: "Okay, quiet, since you know Jiaran, you should know what Jiaran's professional level is. Take a good look and study hard. If you miss this time, there will be no next time. "

"Okay, I promise to put in the serious effort to study how long it takes for Li Bai's big move to cross the river!"

"The video recording function of the mobile phone has started, seniors, please take a seat."

"Squad leader, don't shake your hands, turn your hair back in the group."

Young people aged seventeen or eighteen are full of energy and know how to measure. When Xie Jiaran really started to paint, he consciously calmed down and stared at the projection with concentration.

The only person present who didn't watch the projection was probably the idler surnamed Liang who was lazily leaning against the back door.

As he himself said, Liang Suinian has no artistic talent. He can't understand the light and shadow, perspective, color, etc. The aesthetic highlights of this life have all fallen on his boyfriend.

Anyway, it's pretty.

No matter what big art or design, in his opinion, none of them are as good-looking as his little painter.

Of course, the works of small painters should be excluded from the three.

A few girls in the back row ate an orange while watching, and when they lowered their heads to throw out the trash, they found the person at the door from the corner of their eyes.

Turning around to take a closer look, ahem, his cheeks slowly turned red.

"... Hello classmate, are you looking for someone?"

Liang Suinian: "Don't look for it, wait for someone."

The girl blinked: "You are also from our school?" Why have you never seen it before?

"No." Liang Suinian said.

Girl: "Then you are..."

Liang Suinian raised his chin in the direction of the podium, and smiled: "It's your temporary teacher's little follower."

"...?"

There was doubt in the girl's eyes, and she heard the other party ask again: "I'm sorry to bother you again, may I ask where is the nearest canteen in your school?"

The girl subconsciously: "The one next to the third canteen, go straight down the stairs for 100 meters and then turn left twice."

"OK, thanks."

The young man's clear and pleasant voice disappeared into the ears, and by the time the girl realized it, she had long since disappeared.

Xie Jiaran consciously stepped aside after finishing the painting, and only spoke a few words when Teacher Lin asked him to explain something.

In the middle, I took a moment to look outside, and the corridor was empty, and the people who said they would wait for him for a long time ran away.

"...The relationship between light and shade and perspective is the place where you are most likely to make mistakes, especially here, the reflection of light, the treatment of edges, the light is always not well grasped—"

"Excuse me, teachers and students, the radio station is urgently interrupting a broadcast..."

Teacher Lin, who was still procrastinating after class, was interrupted by a sudden announcement on the campus. They all thought it was an emergency announcement from the school, and they all pricked up their ears and listened quietly:

"Student Xie Ranran, classmate Xie Ranran, your boyfriend Liang... well, classmate Liang Suinian got lost on our school campus and couldn't reach you. He is now waiting by the broadcasting station. Please come as soon as you hear the broadcast. Repeat, Classmate Xie Ranran, classmate Xie Ranran..."

The studio was silent for two seconds.

Blast off the pot.

"I'll go, awesome old man, I have been in school for two and a half years, and I will know that the campus radio can still be used like this!"

"The vision is too narrow, shopping malls can broadcast to find children, why can't schools broadcast to find boyfriends?"

"I only care about who is so talented, isn't he afraid of being caught by the school leaders hahahaha!"

"I bet fifty cents is not from our school, otherwise it would be impossible to be so bold, get lost and ask your boyfriend to pick up something, it's so cute!"

Seeing Teacher Lin couldn't help but shook his head with a smile: "The children of today, it's really..."

"Teacher, I might have to go first." Xie Jiaran who was standing quietly by the side suddenly said.

"Huh?" Teacher Lin adjusted his glasses and looked up at him: "So urgent? Is there something urgent?"

"Ah."

Xie Jiaran nodded: "I have to go to the radio station to claim my lost boyfriend."

After walking for a long time, not only did Mr. Lin fail to react, but the students in the front row who heard the conversation also looked at each other in blank dismay for a while.

Did you hear me wrong?

So... that handsome guy outside just now is Senior Xie's boyfriend?

Boy friend? ? ? !

...... woc!

woc! ! !

Those silly dogs in the back don't care about it!

You missed the big news! ! !

It was only 10 minutes from the end of get out of class to the beginning of class, and it was delayed by Teacher Lin for 5 minutes, so Xie Jiaran was only halfway there when the class bell rang.

The campus became quiet again in a short period of time.

He rushed not far from the broadcasting station, and caught sight of Liang Suinian who was sitting on the engraved stone in the grove next to him, playing with his mobile phone.

With a bottle of water under his arm, he lowered his head, not knowing what to do on his phone.

Xie Jiaran approached and stood in front of him.

"Student Liang Niannian." He called him, with a teasing final tone: "Lost?"

Liang Suinian smiled when he saw him.

"I wanted to buy water for you, but after buying it, I couldn't find my way back."

"When I asked for directions, someone told me that there are several buildings in the art building alone, and they are scattered and not concentrated. I don't know which one it is, and they can't take me there."

Saying that, she shook the phone at him aggrievedly: "Oh, I also called Xie Ranran, but it's a pity that Xie Ranran didn't answer."

Xie Jiaran just remembered that she had muted her phone during class.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

He pursed his lips and obediently admitted his mistake: "Next time I will remember to turn on the vibration."

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, we are never wrong."

Liang Suinian corrected him: "If it's wrong, it can only be my fault. Why do you think I'm so stupid, I can get lost when I buy a bottle of water at school, and if I lose my job in the future, I can't even drive a taxi. It's too bad."

Xie Jiaran professionally dismantled the situation: "Brother, now taxi drivers don't need to remember their own directions, they all use navigation."

Unexpectedly, Liang Suinian breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, that's good, I still have a chance."

Xie Jiaran was amused by him.

Still wanting to say something, Liang Suran stood up straight and stretched out his hand, pressed his palm on the top of his hair, then moved it to the back of his head, lowered his head and jokingly touched his forehead with his own.

"Look, of course, how much I need you."

"Without you, I can't even find my way back."

——"Brother, why do I seem to be the one who is not needed all the time?"

——"Look, of course, how much I need you."

He is answering what he just said.

Xie Jiaran was stunned.

Staring blankly at the person close at hand, he forgot what he was going to say just now.

"What I said to your mother at your house was not a joke, it was all serious."

Liang Suinian said: "The winter vacation is too long, for more than a whole month, if I don't see each other all the time, I guess I won't be able to sleep well at night, and I might lose everything playing mahjong."

"So of course, in order for me to sleep well, win a good card and make a lot of money, you should feel wronged and come home with me this year for the New Year, okay?"

The wind was so cold that even the sound of the blowing was full of chills, but Xie Jiaran felt that his whole body had warmed up.

He counted his rapid heartbeats, and at the fifth beat, he threw himself into Liang Niannian's arms, hiding his sore and swollen eye sockets.

"Okay, I'll go back with you to celebrate the New Year."

"Also, let's move out. You promised to buy me the most beautiful cat. You can't play tricks."