Professor, you got it wrong

Ignoring Professor Chen's expression of poking a hornet's nest, Jian Bailian ended the bad lunch in a bad mood.

After leaving the cafeteria, he walked back to the teaching building along the path.

As soon as he turned out of the flower bed, he saw Shang Luyan chatting with a girl by the flower bed.

Because of the distance, Jian Bailian couldn't hear what they were talking about, but the girl looked familiar, like a flower from the architecture department who had attended his classes for several years.

Xihua tugged on Shang Luyan's arm, her expression alternately confused and joyful.

Shang Luyan stood with his back facing him, with broad shoulders and long legs, his hands in his pockets, his back looked tall and cool.

Jian Bailian actually didn't think that Shang Luyan would still mess around with him behind his back, but Professor Chen's words still lingered in his ears. He had participated too little in Shang Luyan's life, and no one would think that they were a partnership.

After only hesitating on the spot for two seconds, Jian Bailian walked over with long legs.

"Junior brother, I'll leave this part to you, see if you can make it more beautiful, about..."

Xu You spoke quickly, suddenly seemed to be stuck, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open but he did not make a sound.

Shang Luyan was listening seriously, caught a glimpse of her movement, and subconsciously turned around to look back.

Before I could see clearly, a familiar voice came from my ear.

"What are you talking about?"

Jian Bailian put a hand on Shang Luyan's shoulder casually, their height difference was just right, this kind of action didn't look abrupt at all.

"Professor+Jan is good." Xu You was stunned for a while before returning to his senses, and said with a smile: "My junior and I are talking about library design."

It was exactly as Jian Bailian guessed.

He kindly made a suggestion: "If you need information, you can go to the 1947 school journal, which contains photos and records the history of it."

"really?"

Xu You's eyes lit up, but when he thought that most of the school annals of this year were stored in the school history room, and he needed to apply for entry, he was a little bit troubled, "But, I can't get it."

She looked at Shang Luyan.

Shang Luyan had no choice but to look at Jian Bailian, "How can I get it?"

Jian Bailian looked down at his watch.

At 13:47, the teacher sitting in the school history room had more than half an hour to open the door.

"Come to me at 02:30 later," Jian Bailian said, "I'll take you there."

"Great!" Xu You burst into tears of gratitude, "Thank you professor+Jan, you are so kind!"

Jian Bai hummed, looked sideways, and found that Shang Luyan pursed his lips and drooped the end of his eyes, looking a little unhappy.

It seems that Shang Luyan doesn't like to join his conversation with his classmates without saying hello.

This knowledge somewhat made Jian Bailian feel depressed, he slowly put down the hand on Shang Luyan's shoulder, and was about to walk away, when Shang Luyan suddenly asked: "There is still more than half an hour, what can I do?" Go to your place for an afternoon nap?"

"elder brother."

The title brother can represent many relationships, blood brothers, close friends, honorific names, nicknames between lovers...

Shang Luyan yelled very naturally, even if other people couldn't guess what kind of relationship it was, they knew it was a familiar way of addressing him.

Xu You looked back and forth at the two of them, and finally clapped his hands heartily, and said, "Well, I remembered that I had an appointment with a friend, professor, junior brother, I'm leaving first, goodbye!"

When Jian Bailian recovered from Shang Luyan's "Brother", Xu You had already disappeared.

"You just..."

Jian Bailian wanted to ask something, but when she looked at Shang Shang Luyan's face, which was obviously in a bad mood, she forgot all of a sudden, "Do you really want to take a nap?"

"Well," Shang Luyan said impatiently, "will you let me?"

Jian Bailian didn't understand why he lost his temper suddenly, so she held the back of his head and supported him to walk forward, "Let's go."

There is no class in the first session of interior design in the afternoon.

Shang Luyan glanced at the genetic engineering schedule on the wall before entering the cubicle in the office.

"The heating here can't be too high, come and see if it's warm enough."

Jian Bailian spread out a layer of quilt, and just turned around when Shang Luyan pushed her to sit beside the bed.

Putting weight on his legs, Shang Luyan straddled him, pressed the back of his head with one hand, and kissed him aggressively.

Jian Bai was taken aback for a moment, then turned from defense to offense, and pulled the man into his arms.

Not to be outdone, the two bit each other, like two fierce beasts fighting for strength, they would not stop until they swallowed each other into their stomachs.

Until... Shang Luyan was knocked red by the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose.

"Let me see."

Jian Bailian lifted Shang Luyan's chin, and blew lightly on his red nose, "Don't kiss so hard next time, at least take off your glasses."

Shang Luyan didn't speak, his eyes drooped, and he still looked unhappy.

Jian Bailian scraped his thick eyelashes with her index finger, thought for a while, and repeated what Professor Chen said in the cafeteria.

After hearing this, Shang Luyan frowned, frowning and swearing: "Hey! He's only 62, why is he blind?"

"What kind of elder, he would rather lower his age!"

"About TM's neuropathy!"

Jian Bailian patted Shang Luyan's back back and forth to comfort him, and answered the sentence unhurriedly, "So, you don't dislike our relationship being known?"

"Why should I be disgusted?!"

Shang Luyan was startled and angry, his blue eyes widened, "I wanted to run up and kiss you in front of all the students when you were in class, I'm so disgusted!"

Jian Bailian lowered his head and pecked on Shang Luyan's lips, "I was worrying too much."

He changed the topic, "Are you still taking a nap? It's two o'clock in one minute."

"sleep!"

Shang Luyan got off Jian Bailian, took off his shoes and got under the quilt, "Xu You probably won't come here."

He raised his head and put one arm on Jian Bailian's body, "I looked at the schedule on your wall before I came in, you don't start until three o'clock, sleep with me, okay?"

Jian Bailian smiled and touched his collarbone, "It's not as simple as sleeping with you in your arms, can you keep calling me brother while panting?"

Shang Luyan was not sure if the sound insulation effect of this partition was good, and looked at him with some embarrassment, "Must...Do you have to keep shouting?"

"Ah."

Jian Bailian stopped joking and tucked the quilt up to her chin for Shang Luyan, "Go to sleep, I'll go out and sit by the side with a book to read."

"......All right."

Shang Luyan's gaze followed Jian Bailian, and he closed his eyes with peace of mind when he went out to get a book and came back to sit down.

The deadline for blueprint submissions is mid-April.

Shang Luyan got the school journal and studied it first, and made some changes to some designs before going to Xu You for a meeting.

Due to time constraints, he devoted himself to drawing design drawings in the study room for a period of time except eating and sleeping in class.

Since Wuyang was shut off the balcony last time, he has learned to be good. He knows who can't be messed with in the family. When Shang Luyan is busy, he just sits on the sidelines and watches, and he also works hard to exercise when he is pulled out for slips and night runs.

At the end of March, Shang Luyan sent the final draft to Xu You.

Xu You was in charge of editing the text and submitting it. After finishing the operation, he sent him a screenshot of the successful submission. By the way, he boasted: "Junior Brother, you are really awesome!"

"That's right! I've already sorted out what you asked for, and just sent it, let me know when you receive it."

Shang Luyan glanced at the receiving progress bar displayed in the dialog box, replied with "um" and closed the web page.

It is four o'clock in the afternoon, and there is still an hour and a half before Jian Bailian returns home.

Shang Luyan thought about the time, and it was more than enough to go to a supermarket.

"Let's go, Wuyang, I'll take you to buy food."

Shang Luyan greeted Wuyang, then took the key and mobile phone and went out.

Because it is the weekend, there are many people in the supermarket.

Shang Luyan was afraid that Wuyang's huge size would scare people, so he bought things neatly, checked out, and then took a taxi home.

It only took four to ten minutes to go there and back, and it was five to ten minutes before Jian Bailian came back.

Shang Luyan took out the flour and cake molds he bought, thought about it, and decided to test the waters and make one first.

"Wuyang, go to the door and let the wind go."

While washing his hands, Shang Luyan raised his chin towards the door, motioning Wuyang to squat and guard, "If your father comes back, you will be loud."

Wu Yang turned his head to look at the door, then at him, his tail wagging back and forth without moving.

Shang Luyan understood, took out a can from the cabinet, opened it and placed it by the door, "Eat it, be serious."

Wuyang barked, ran over to sit with his back to the porch and faced the courtyard door, his ears pricked up and he stuck out his tongue at him, saying it was ok.

"I will eat it."

Shang Luyan rubbed its furry head and walked into the kitchen.

There are recipes on the mobile phone stand, Shang Luyan looks at and checks the ingredients, "low-gluten flour, eggs, chestnuts, rum, milk, caster sugar, whipped cream..."

April [-]st is Jian Bailian's birthday.

Jian Mingzhi said that every year in the past, Cheng Yu would personally make a bowl of longevity noodles and a chestnut cake for Jian Bailian's birthday.

From the age of five to the age of 30, I did not drop it every year.

Since Cheng Yu died of illness three years ago, Jian Bailian has not celebrated her birthday.

Shang Luyan felt bored and blocked after knowing it, and felt uncomfortable for a long time, and finally decided to do it himself and learn how to do it.

Changshou noodles are easy to handle, anyway, it's all about kneading the dough.

What gave him a headache was making cakes, fearing that the shape and taste would be wrong.

So he took a few photos of the cakes that Cheng Yu had made before, thinking about practicing his hands while Jian Bailian was not at home, and trying to make them exactly the same.

When the first semi-finished product came out, it was already five fifteen.

Shang Luyan glanced at the Samoyed who was motionless at the door, and spent the remaining 15 minutes calmly cleaning up the kitchen and oven.

Jian Bailian had to change her homework today, so she arrived home 10 minutes later than usual.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Shang Luyan eating a cake, and there were two bites left.

"Hungry so early?"

"Well, buy one get one free at the cake shop at the intersection, but it's not delicious."

As Shang Luyan said, he threw the remaining two bites of cake into the trash can, got up and went to the refrigerator to get soda.

Jian Bailian didn't become suspicious, went upstairs and changed into home clothes before coming down to cook.

Shang Luyan sat at the dining table admiring the handsome man cooking for a while, then went to the study to deal with the documents sent by Xu You.

Xu You once sat in on Jian Bailian's three-year genetic engineering class, and recorded many lecture videos of Jian Bailian from 29 to 32 years old.

When Shang Luyan found out about it by chance, he made a deal with her in private, and he would be the chief author of the library design drawings, and the final bonus would go to Xu You, in exchange for all the lecture videos about Jian Bailian in the hands of the other party.

Xu You thought he was a liar at first, and agreed to meet him after several appointments.

Shang Luyan clicked on the video with the earliest date.

After a short pause, Jian Bailian's figure in a shirt and trousers appeared on the screen.

At that moment, Shang Luyan seemed to be hit by something, and his heart beat fast, as if it was going to explode.

The 29-year-old Jian Bailian looks even more serious than now, with deep and eye-catching facial features, and his expressionless face makes people want to be in awe.

That class was about pheromone attraction. A bold student raised his hand and asked him what kind of pheromone he liked.

Jian Bailian stopped writing on the blackboard, turned around, her eyes were much gentler, "Baitao oolong."

There was a moment of silence, and suddenly a voice said: "Professor, I have oolong tea flavor, can I have half of it?"

Jian Bailian adjusted his glasses, and continued to write on the blackboard while coldly refusing: "It doesn't matter if it tastes like this, so study hard and stop dreaming."

Everyone was amused by his straightforwardness, the laughter was mixed with booing, and the picture shook for a moment, probably because Xu You was laughing and his hands were shaking.

Shang Luyan hugged his knees and read it over and over again, until Jian Bailian called out to eat, he was relieved, wiped his eye sockets and closed his laptop.

"How's the drawing going?"

Before going to bed at night, Shang Luyan was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and when he heard Jian Bailian's words, he pressed pause to answer him: "I'll give it to Xu You when I'm done."

Jian Bailian hugged him into her arms, holding the side of his head with her hand to look at the scar on the back of his neck.

The traces have faded a lot, but they are still very grim upon closer inspection, and they are still uneven to the touch after being raised for so long.

"what happened?"

Shang Luyan couldn't see the back of his neck, but from Jian Bailian's stroking movements, he knew that he should be looking at the surgical scar.

"How about I go for a removal operation to make this place look better?" Shang Luyan suggested.

"No."

Jian Bai bowed her head and kissed his neck, her hot kisses and breath fell on his neck, "This scar looks good on you, I like it very much."

"......what?"

Shang Luyan was a little dumbfounded, and wanted to take a picture with his mobile phone to see if it was really good-looking.

But it was unsuccessful because Jian Bailian suddenly bit his collarbone without warning.

"hiss......"

Shang Luyan struggled reflexively at first, but only reacted when his waist was pressed.

He took the initiative to raise his head to kiss Jian Bailian, and at the same time stretched his hand down to touch the hot skin of the other party.

......

On April [-]st, Jian Bailian was on vacation.

Shang Luyan's cake was almost done. Taking advantage of Jian Bailian taking Wuyang out for a morning run and inspection, he quickly baked the cake and made a bowl of longevity noodles by the way.

It wasn't until after 12 o'clock that Jian Bailian came back with the dog, still carrying fresh vegetables and seafood.

The finished cake was not hidden deliberately, but placed on the dining table.

Because Shang Luyan wasn't sure if Jian Bailian would be upset that he did this without authorization, so he wanted to see his reaction before speaking.

"Is this... what you did?"

Jian Bailian stopped at the porch, staring blankly at the chestnut cake that was exactly the same as Cheng Yu's handicraft, and was stunned for more than ten seconds before leading Wuyang to walk over.

The Longevity Noodles had cooled down a bit, and they were being cooked in the microwave.

Shang Luyan leaned against the kitchen door, carefully observing the changes in Jian Bailian's expression, "...um."

He added, "It's your birthday and I'm just... trying to make one."

Jian Bailian didn't speak, standing tall and leggy in the sunlight, her eyes behind the lens were dyed with a faint golden layer, making it hard to see the emotions surging inside.

Shang Luyan stared sideways for a while, but couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

Stiffly grabbing the microwave oven behind him, Shang Luyan was a little annoyed at his self-assertion, "I actually... just learned it at leisure, the taste is not good, you don't like it... .It's okay, I..."

After stuttering a few sentences, Shang Luyan couldn't make it up anymore.

He was very disappointed, not because Jian Bailian's reaction was unexpected, but because he couldn't make Jian Bailian happy.

Grandpa said that feelings affect each other.

When you like someone, seeing him happy makes you happy too.

On the contrary, if this person is sad, you will be more sad than him.

Shang Luyan is in this bitter state now, he is much younger than Jian Bailian, and his ideological realm is not on the same level at all.

Jian Bailian can easily handle all his negative emotions, tolerate him, love him, and love him.

But he couldn't give Jian Bailian the appropriate comfort and encouragement like a mature partner.

This made Shang Luyan feel very frustrated.

"How long have you been studying?"

"......Um?"

Shang Luyan was still immersed in his own thoughts, froze for a moment, then looked up at Jian Bailian.

The latter pulled out his chair and sat down, picked up the spoon on the table and took a bite to taste, "The taste is not bad, but the layer of chestnuts is a bit thin."

Shang Luyan was savoring his meaning carefully, when the microwave oven behind him suddenly let out a "ding".

Shang Luyan was taken aback and almost ran away.

Jian Bai leaned forward to hold his arm, and looked past him to see the microwave oven placed by the door, "Did you do anything else?"

"...Well," Shang Luyan curled his fingers, and turned his head to look with him, "Longevity noodles, but I'm not good at kneading noodles, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Jian Bailian brought out the bowl.

It is estimated that it has been stored for a long time. The longevity noodles are not as clear as they looked when they were just out of the pot, and some of them are lumpy.

It's just... ugly.

Shang Luyan sighed, "It's so ugly."

"It's okay, as long as it's delicious."

Jian Bai rubbed his head, raised his hand to get a pair of chopsticks.

After standing and taking a big mouthful, Jian Bailian fell silent.

The noodles taste like noodles, and the meat has the smell of meat, but when mixed together, it becomes an indescribable strange smell.

He took a deep breath, grabbed the chopsticks and ate a few big mouthfuls, and finally swallowed the noodles and soup together under Shang Luyan's happy and eager eyes.

"Changshou noodles are well done." Jian Bailian put the bowl into the sink, and kissed Shang Luyan's obviously happy face, "Don't make it again next time."

"Why?" Shang Luyan didn't understand.

"I don't want you to take a kitchen knife," Jian Bai smacked his face a few more times, "What should I do if I get hurt?"

"......Oh."

Shang Luyan curled his lips, glanced around, and soon cheered up and whispered: "Happy birthday."

Jian Bailian paused while washing the dishes, her thick eyelashes drooping.

The kitchen window was open, and sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell on his back.

Shang Luyan stood in the shadow of him, with handsome eyebrows and beautiful eyes, just like the cute appearance when he stood behind the door in Huaicheng and greeted him.

Jian Bailian lowered her head slightly, and kissed Shang Luyan's lips in the brilliant light and shadow.

"Thank you clumsy."

Thank you for wishing me a happy birthday.

Thank you for coming back to me too.

"You're welcome."

Shang Luyan grabbed Jian Bailian's back with all his strength, tightened his arms close to him, and made a serious promise: "I will make you many, many, many longevity noodles in the future,"

"If you don't study for ten years in a year, if you don't study for a lifetime in ten years, you will always have a delicious day."

"Don't think I'm stupid, okay?"

"Okay," Jian Bailian smiled and pinched the back of his neck, "I'll wait for this day."

——End of text——

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