Refill with you anytime

Ruan Jing was right.

The next day, when I went to art class, Lao Xu walked into the studio clapping his hands, wandering around among the drawing boards with a happy face: "Students, announce a good thing."

Accustomed to seeing Old Xu's harsh and mean face, there was no student in the whole studio rushing forward to ask questions. They always felt that a certain weasel was uneasy and kind, and they all showed the numb expressions of being tortured.

Ruan Jing didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

Old Xu didn't care that the whole room was full of vigilance, but he was so happy that he couldn't fit in: "Next week - the annual spring outing in No. [-] Middle School will start again. Do you still remember the happy time of sketching in the mountains and forests last year -"

With the voice, a proper nostalgia floated on his face.

Before the words were finished, the wailing in the studio was already one after another, complaining once again that the spring outing was a relaxing time, and it was unconscionable to use it for homework.

Old Xu smiled unabated: "As an art student, going to the park is the same as going for a stroll in normal times. That's so boring. You should keep some souvenirs, don't you?"

Unable to escape left and right, Ruan Jing simply interrupted the long speech to prevent his blood pressure from continuing to soar: "... When will it be handed in?"

Old Xu admired his understanding, so he stopped talking nonsense: "The second day of the spring outing."

The arrival of Lao Xu was like a death notice, and the studio fell into a lifeless situation.

Ruan Jing leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair hopelessly, and looked at the ceiling in despair.

On Friday afternoon, Lin Rong and Zhao Bin went to a friend's house for a reunion. There was no cooking at home. Coincidentally, Qin Xijue had something to do at the bar, so they rushed over early, and they didn't have time to go to the cafeteria with Ruan Jing.

Ruan Jing walked slowly to the school gate by himself, and just received a message from Qin Xijue, saying that he had arrived, and asked him if he was eating.

After Ruan Jing confirmed his intentions, the atmosphere between the two of them did not change much.

His attitude toward Qin Xijue was different, but he didn't do anything different from usual. If I had to say the most obvious thing, he paid more attention to Qin Xijue.

Sometimes when he was dizzy after listening to lectures in class, he would glance at what Qin Xijue was doing, seemingly inadvertently pay attention to the movements of the people around him for a moment, his sleepiness would be dispelled by a burst of smiles, and he would continue to listen to the class.Of course, at certain moments, Qin Xijue would keenly catch him and remind him not to be distracted.

He will also collect things related to Qin Xijue—the drafts filled with neat notes when giving lectures to himself. Qin Xijue bought a bag of two erasers and shared one with him, and went to the studio by himself. Notes for passing messages when we are not together...

Wait for the little things.

Trivial and subtle, because of the attention paid to it, it becomes a bit of starlight worthy of aftertaste in the boring time.

Ruan Jing is not a self-suffering person. Since this emotion that is different from the world has arisen in his heart, he can't change or stop it, so he simply accepts it frankly.

A secret love that does not seek results, without worrying about gains and losses, and without causing trouble to the other party, he has fun alone, and enjoys it most of the time.

After his thoughts came to an end, Ruan Jing sighed.

Just when I was about to reply, I suddenly heard a familiar voice ordering, and then someone sat down beside me.

He was stunned when he recognized the voice, and it was too late to escape, so he could only raise his head and greet the visitor: "Mr. Xiao, what a coincidence."

It was Xiao Sheng who came, and he nodded to him: "Unfortunately, I just came here when I saw you here."

Ruan Jing: "..." The co-author is his guest.

Ruan Jing put on a cute and gentle smile, but he felt that the noodle in the bowl was tasteless after a few mouthfuls.

He likes Xiao Sheng, the head teacher, but it's still uncomfortable to eat at the same table. The tense and serious atmosphere in the classroom seems to follow the visitor, filling the two of them.

As if eager to apply for him, Xiao Sheng said slowly while adding seasonings: "You were not good at math last time."

Hearing this, Ruan Jing's movements froze, his stomach twitched violently, and he couldn't do it anymore.

The last test was during his illness, when he failed the test.

Without waiting for him to do the review, Xiao Sheng slapped candies one by one to comfort him: "But one exam doesn't mean much, you are usually very serious in class and homework."

Probably because in the busy street atmosphere, Xiao Sheng, who was also fancied with him, was too smokey, and Ruan Jing couldn't help saying: "Teacher, if I say that it was an accident, would you believe it or not..."

Xiao Sheng didn't refute, but nodded his head: "Failed in one or two subjects, it's a partial subject caused by unbalanced learning, failed in all subjects, except for being stupid, it can only be explained by accident."

Ruan Jing: "..."

It's better to disagree.

Xiao Sheng didn't see the helplessness on his face, and suddenly changed the subject: "Do you have any plans for the school you want to apply to?"

Ruan Jing didn't just feel that the powder was boring, but the continuous questioning of the soul made him restless: "...are you going to start thinking about it now?"

Xiao Sheng looked at him strangely: "The next semester will be the third year of high school, is it still early?"

Ruan Jing really didn't have any plans, he always felt that his high school career was still long.

But thinking about it along the lines of chattering, I have always thought that I can go wherever I can, as long as I can continue to draw.

Xiao Sheng looked at him in a daze, and said with some sincerity: "Your current grades are not bad, and you are considered a preference among art students. You can plan and plan when you have time. Of course, people go to high places and go to better ones." The school has to work harder."

Ruan Jing suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help but ask, "Qin Xijue should... any school be fine, right?"

Xiao Sheng also had a rare smile on his face when he heard this name: "If he doesn't perform abnormally, he can choose any school in China."

Hearing this, Ruan Jing felt happy and complicated at the same time, and finally heaved a sigh.

Qin Xijue is so outstanding, he is worthy of the frivolity of this sentence, he should have a higher and broader future.

It's just that there is only one year left for the two of them to spend time together.

He and Qin Xijue had promised before that they would remain friends even after graduation, but in fact he knew in his heart that he would never catch up with Qin Xijue.

When this person goes to a better place, there will be new friends who are as good as him.

But no matter how good the relationship between the two is now, to Qin Xijue, he is just a happy episode in his life.

At the end of this journey, no matter how good the song is, it should be broken up.

That's how it goes.

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The spring tour of No. [-] Middle School is once a year and lasts for one day. It is divided into three groups according to grades. The second grade of high school is arranged on Sunday.

Although the word "spring outing" is enough to arouse the joy of the whole people in the student days, the location is the same every year, and for Ruan Jing, it is just a different place to do homework, and he has not experienced the joy of going out all year round.

Early on Sunday morning, he first went to the art building to put his drawing board on his back, and then ran downstairs to the playground to find his class to gather. Everyone was waiting for the bus bound for the scenic spot to pick them up.

Shen Wei applied for the class fee awarded by the sports meeting last semester, bought a bunch of snacks, and packed them according to the number of people. When getting on the bus, everyone can get one.

Panting, Ruan Jing ran into the crowd and greeted Qin Xijue, who had already helped him get the snacks.

Ruan Jingqi hadn't calmed down yet, buses drove into the playground one after another, and the classes also started to queue up.

When getting into the car, Lin Bai took advantage of the chaos to follow behind Ruan Jing, and whispered to him, "I thought Mr. Qin wouldn't participate...Brother Jing has to take this opportunity to show himself..."

Ruan Jing glanced back at him, and seeing Qin Xijue following Lin Bai, he couldn't help but secretly patted Lin Bai, signaling to shut his starling mouth.

Ruan Jing walked along the aisle of the car, randomly picked a place by the window and walked in, leaning his backpack and drawing board on the seat.

Lin Bai, who was following behind him, sat down on the seat next to him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Lin Bai's ass landed on the seat, Qin Xijue behind him stopped beside him and gave him a blank look.

Lin Bai was almost stunned by this look, and immediately understood, got up as usual, and walked to the back row: "Oh, I'm tired from walking, let's take a break on the way."

Qin Xijue sat next to Ruan Jing as if nothing happened.

Ruan Jing put away his things, turned around and sat down. He didn't see the scene just now, but he was used to Qin Xijue sitting next to him.

Qin Xijue didn't seem to be in a good mood today, he looked tidy, but the corners of his eyes and brows were a little tired, Ruan Jing couldn't help asking: "Did you not sleep well last night?"

Qin Xijue turned his head when he heard the words, revealing dark circles under his eyes: "The old lady fell ill last night, she refused to sleep anyway, and sat until midnight."

Ruan Jing was taken aback. Since that day, he hasn't visited the old man for quite some time.

He knew that the old lady would get sick intermittently, and when she was sick, she didn't make noise or fight, but she didn't say anything, and didn't even pay attention to talking to her.

Sitting in this state for a long time, when you are lucky, you can coax her to sleep and rest. When you are unlucky, you have to guard her all the time in case something happens.

The old lady sat for half the night, so Qin Xijue naturally watched her for half the night.

Fortunately, when it was almost four o'clock in the morning, the old lady suddenly gave Qin Xijue a strange look, asked him why he was sitting in the living room, and then went back to sleep under Qin Xijue's helpless gaze.

Ruan Jing counted the time, Qin Xijue was the earliest to lie down at four o'clock, and the school bus left at seven o'clock, and he didn't have a long rest during this period.

He was a little worried: "You can ask for leave for the spring outing. You can catch up on sleep at home today. Why are you still here?"

Qin Xijue opened the double espresso and took a sip. His eyes were faintly bloodshot, and he didn't answer directly. He just said: "A high school doesn't have a spring outing."

Ruan Jing vaguely guessed that Qin Xijue probably didn't expect that the No. [-] Middle School not only had a spring outing, but also once a year, so he also wanted to experience the atmosphere of a year-round outing?

But there is no spring outing in High A...

"A Gao lived the life of an ascetic monk..."

Before Qin Xijue could answer, Ruan Jing immediately sent a message to Lu Song as if thinking of something, with a smirk on his lips.

"The spring outing of No. [-] Middle School has started. When and where are you going to High School A?"

A few minutes later, he got Lu Song's shock and envy as he wished.

Lu Song even noticed his intention to put on a show, and immediately reported to Qin Xijue, asking Qin Xijue to take care of his little friend.

Qin Xijue put down the phone with a flat expression, and asked inexplicably, "Are you familiar with Lu Song?"

"Ah?" Ruan Jingzheng and Lu Song had a very happy time, paused for a moment to think, "It's not like they are very familiar... chat occasionally."

Qin Xijue: "What are we talking about?"

Ruan Jing didn't expect Qin Xijue to ask such a trivial matter, so he couldn't help but look up at him.The people around him were also looking at him with a little tiredness on their faces, waiting for the next sentence, Ruan Jing couldn't help but feel a softening in his heart.

There was still a long journey to go, and it was boring to be idle, Ruan Jing immediately gave up on breaking up with Lu Song, and gave Qin Xijue a detailed count of the two intersections, which were nothing more than a gag of you coming and going.

Lu Song’s topics must be too boring. The bus drove for a while, and Ruan Jing talked about Valentine’s Day. When Lu Song’s photo of Apple’s plastic friendship, he suddenly noticed that Qin Xijue was so sleepy that his blinking speed slowed down. up.

It seemed that the double espresso coffee had no effect, so he couldn't help but end the topic wisely, and let Qin Xijue take the opportunity to sleep for a while.

After the two finished chatting, Lin Bai in the back row poked Ruan Jing and stuffed him with two bottles of yogurt.

Ruan Jing took a closer look and found that it was the same type of yogurt that Old Xiao gave Sun Qi when he entered the police station.

Good guy, is this Amway after eating it once, and then looking for it to buy?

Lin Bai didn't talk to Ruan Jing, afraid of waking up the sleeping Mr. Qin, so he quietly sent him a message: "Have you seen the new packaging of this yogurt?"

Ruan Jing took a closer look, and saw that two palm-sized yogurts seemed to have fallen into a pink dye vat. From the beginning to the end, there were strings of pink hearts dotted in them, and even the slogans hinted at love.

Ruan Jing's eyes ached from the flash, and he thought that the designer had to buckle the chicken legs. What he didn't expect was that Lin Bai was still motivated, and he couldn't help but return: "...you are too thoughtful, this colorful Yes, who would have thought of this layer..."

Lin Baifei quickly replied: "Do you understand metaphysics? Everything that is hopeless has to be entrusted to metaphysics."

Ruan Jing stared at the words "hopeless", and couldn't help replying angrily: "Thank you for your reminder. Don't worry about this soon."

Lin Baiqi: "You don't want to act anymore?"

Ruan Jing wondered where he said he would take action: "This is impossible, but if there is any hope, I will try my best, but... I can't do things that bother the other party just because I like it, that would be too selfish. "

Feeling very guilty about liking him without permission.

Lin Bai thought about it for half a minute, and comforted him resolutely: "What if you get lucky?"

Ruan Jing smiled, and before he finished typing "How is that possible", he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that the head of the person who was sleeping too heavily beside him was tilted, and he was about to fall into the aisle, so he hurriedly reached out to hold him.

Qin Xijue woke up due to the movement, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

Ruan Jing couldn't help laughing, thought for a while, and suggested to himself in a natural and upright way: "If you don't mind, you can..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Xijue seemed to understand what he was going to say, and responded directly, then unceremoniously leaned towards him, leaned against him and continued to sleep.

Ruan Jing froze, and the phone dropped silently on his knee.

As the bumpy car was silent for a moment, his nerves and body slowly relaxed.

I carried the weight of this person on my body, and I could feel his real temperature where I was close to him. Ruan Jing didn't even need to tilt his head, he could smell the shampoo on Qin Xijue's hair, and he could still see Qin Xijue's hair with a sneak peek. To those lashes black as raven wings.

too close.

Ruan Jing stared absently at the sunshine on his lap for a moment, then lowered his head, staring dumbfounded at the screen, the last sentence Lin Bai sent——

If it hits the luck.