After detonating the hot search

After the beginning of spring, Suisuipingan suddenly grows like a stick, and the bulge is still bulging, but it already has the appearance of a koi fairy. White porcelain xiaoyujing bottle in water.

The rose outside the wall has also begun to sprout. After a few spring rains, the buds and leaves on the flower branches have already bulged into small flower buds, which will grow upward this spring.

Wen Nian was completely busy.

After the school courses were over, he joined a key project team of a school-enterprise joint laboratory according to the established plan and under the recommendation of his tutor.

Although still staying at the school, there are meetings and seminars during the day, and preparations for the project at night. The interval between returning to the villa has gradually changed from one week to half a month, or even more than half a month.

In May, the busiest month, even when I go back to the villa, I still keep my computer in my hands when I eat. I am obviously exhausted, but my body is obviously used to the high workload. I am thinking about data and thinking about it while lying on the bed. He suddenly sat up again, fearing that Shen Huaijing would be disturbed, so he took the computer and ran to the guest bedroom.

Once or twice, Shen Huaijing followed him, waited for the person to finish the treatment, warmed the milk, and went to the guest bedroom to bring him back.

After many times, Mr. Shen succeeded in black face.

After knowing that the information was not so urgent, one morning, I stopped someone who was carrying a computer and was about to run to the guest bedroom.

"Don't want to sleep?" Shen Huaijing's expression was extremely pale.

Wen Nian was hung up on the computer, and didn't notice anything unusual. Like the previous few times, he punched his boyfriend and kissed him: "You're not sleepy yet, go to bed first."

After speaking, he was about to run, and the quilt was about to be lifted, and he was brought back by the wrist.

Shen Huaijing took the computer from his hand, threw it on the lazy chair beside the bed, unbuttoned his pajamas, turned off the lights, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then don't sleep."

The next day, Wen Nian slept in bed after a long absence.

The method worked very well. After that, every twelve o'clock, Shen Huaijing confiscated the computer at a fixed point, put him to sleep when he was sleepy, and used some unconventional methods when he was not sleepy, and stopped when he was so tired that he fell asleep when he touched the pillow.

This state continued until June.

When the words "Come on for the college entrance examination" occupy the front row of the hot search, I suddenly realize that it is another midsummer in the world.

Midsummer, graduation season.

The Indus Avenue at the back door is still full of shade, and it is covered with banners full of blessings.

Jiang University's graduation ceremony came very late this year, and the word "graduation" was blown by the wind in July.

On graduation day, it was still a beautiful day.

The school originally wanted to invite Wen Nian to be the graduate representative. Wen Nian thought about it for a long time, and thought of his own topical physique, and didn't want to overwhelm the host, so he still refused, but Jiangcheng University was still on the hot search.

Because the second summer and the two useless official blogs that have been silent for several months since the show ended, on this day, Qiqi reposted the video of Jiangcheng University's graduation ceremony, with only one sentence in the caption: Happy Graduation.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Han posted Weibo, Xu Yixin posted Weibo, Xia Nan posted Weibo...

Everyone seemed to have made an agreement, and there was no more word, just "Happy Graduation".

They didn't say who the phrase "Happy Graduation" was for, and they didn't name them, but everyone knew who the phrase "Happy Graduation" was for.

Fans once again broke their defenses, fleeing like fish from Erxia's official blog to Jingzheng, and then from Jiangcheng University to Shen Han and the others. After saying happy graduation, only one kind remained in the comment area rhetoric.

[Why are you all in @沉江景V, so many people said that they are happy to graduate, what’s wrong with @沉江景V if you don’t say a word? Don’t you know Mr. Shen @沉江景V has an important schedule these two days and is still in Shengzhou?Be more mature, don't just be @沉华景V at every turn. 】

Zhou Jiayi looked at the scheming fans, laughing against the wall until his stomach ached.

Wen Nian picked up the academic hat he dropped on the ground: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Jiayi handed him the phone: "I'm trying to urge Teacher Shen to tell you happy graduation."

Zheng Qin: "So Teacher Shen told you whether you are happy with your graduation."

Wen Nian's tone was very flat: "Not yet."

Zhou Jiayi knew that Shen Huaijing's busy schedule these two days was related to the next play, so it was not easy to push it, and Wen Nian refused to let it go, so he wiped away the tears from laughing and asked, "When will Teacher Shen come back?"

"tomorrow."

Zhao Yuan said "ah", "It's only a day away, what a pity."

Wen Nian just smiled and didn't speak.

Zhou Jiayi stood up suddenly: "Hurry up, Old Zheng, do you see if the group of juniors and juniors in front of you came after us?"

"Is it worth watching?"

"How many waves has it been?"

"It hasn't stopped since the morning, I still have this life to count?"

During the speech, the crowd had poured under the stands.

All the young faces looked up and shouted in unison: "Senior, happy graduation!!!"

Wen Nian stood up from the stands, smiled and said, "Thank you."

"I heard it, you, Senior Wen Nian, heard it with both ears!" Zhou Jiayi joked while grabbing the railing.

"Senior, in fact, we don't just wish Senior Wen Nian a happy graduation, but also wish the seniors."

"Still sophistry! We are recording here, you just said 'senior', how can there be 'you'?!"

A group of people laughed and rioted below.

Wen Nian didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but looking at the group of people in front of him, he heard so many "Happy Graduation"... Maybe it's really a pity.

He walked to the corner of the stand and sat down, and played a message to Shen Huaijing.

There was no turning back.

A few seconds later, the phone rang.

Wen Nian smiled with crooked brows and eyes, but said "very tempered" when he said, "Shen Huaijing."

"Well," Shen Huaijing smiled, "Yes."

Wen Nian leisurely looked at the regular pattern on the aisle of the stands: "I heard a lot of 'Happy Graduation' today."

"Teacher, classmate, parents, Erxia, younger brothers and sisters... There are many."

"Ah."

"One more sentence."

Wen Nian paused: "Shen Huaijing, when did you tell me happy graduation?"

"Soon," Shen Huaijing said, "I'm ready to talk."

Wen Nian's vision and thoughts of studying the lines were cut off, and he laughed.

Is it hard to say these four words, you have to prepare.

"Then I'll listen."

"Ah."

In the next second, two voice navigations suddenly sounded on the other end of the phone, overlapping, mechanical and crisp.

"It's still [-] kilometers away from the destination."

"School ahead, pay attention to slow down."

Shen Huaijing laughed lowly: "Did you hear that?"

With a bang, Zhou Jiayi and the others turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw Wen Nian get up from his seat and run outside.

"Every year—"

"what happened?"

Only the wind and Shen Huaijing's voice remained in Wen Nian's ears.

"Don't run."

"It's too hot outside, don't come out, wait for me at the back door."

The ostentatious and presumptuous wind squeezed through the turbulent crowd and blew in all directions.

Only the corner of the back door is quiet.

Wen Nian walked against the wind, and the man walked towards him with a bunch of roses in his arms.

The wind blows through the treetops, and the mottled silhouettes fall all over the two of them.

Shen Huaijing stretched out his hand to straighten his hair that was blown by the wind: "Don't run away."

"Happy graduation, boyfriend."

Wen Nian paused, didn't pick up Rose, reached out, took the phone from Shen Huaijing's pocket, and opened the navigation record.

There was no suitable flight, and the man was driving back from Shengzhou.

301.9 kilometers.

4 hours 12 minutes.

The phrase "Happy Graduation" turned out to be so difficult to say.

Wen Nian's heart throbbed, he took the rose and asked him softly, "Are you tired?"

Shen Huaijing: "Not tired."

Wen Nian was silent for a moment: "Tired of talking."

Shen Huaijing laughed: "Tired."

Wen Nian held the handful of roses, blocking the scorching sun and sight, and kissed them.

"Is it any better now?"

Shen Huaijing was only surprised for a moment, then smiled lowly, raised his hand to touch the unconsciously red ear tips of the person in front of him, and said, "It's better, not much."

It just means "better".

Wen Nian: "."

Knowing that the blow just now was his limit, Mr. Shen finally let go of his boyfriend and asked, "Is there anything else going on at the school?"

"Probably not," Wen Nian said, "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to see the moon season?"

Wen Nian subconsciously glanced at the rose bouquet in his arms: "No..."

The voice suddenly disappeared in the throat.

Wen Nian raised his head from the rose bouquet, opened his mouth, and after a while, he regained his voice: "Is it blooming?"

"It's open," Shen Huaijing said softly, "Want to see it?"

The sun was shining like a tide, and the phoenix trees were everywhere.

The banner at the back door with the words of blessing was shaken by the summer wind. Before Wen Nian had time to think, he raised his eyes and bumped into a touch of red.

On this day, he has heard countless words of advice.

I wish them a bright future, wish them a bright sky and a bright future, but this banner reads: "People who meet will meet again."

Those who meet will meet again.

Wen Nian's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then fell on Shen Huaijing again. He smiled and said, "I want to see it."

·

The streets are thin, the flower shop is still open, and the attached middle school is still the familiar one.

Looking from the window sill of the lecture hall, it is still the rose wall.

After many years, the lecture theater still looks old, but compared with that year, the window sills are already full of flowers.

Wen Nian is too familiar with the middle school at this time of year. There is no one, it is quiet, only the occasional cicadas chirping and his thick stack of papers.

Now, the paper is gone, but the person who solved the problem for him that year is standing here with him.

Wen Nian was standing by the podium, not far away was a small pot of Violet.

"Did I tell you that when I graduated from high school, I bought a pot of orange gemstone roses that looked like Mrs. Charlotte?"

Wen Nian pointed at Xiao Xia Jin's position, "Just put it there."

Shen Huaijing listened quietly to him.

"The teacher saw it and said that I didn't choose the right flowers, and it would be hard to support me in summer," Wen Nian laughed to himself, "He also asked me what homework I did before I bought it, but I couldn't tell."

"Criticized you?" Shen Huaijing asked.

"Well, the teacher said that young people don't know how to be responsible."

Shen Huaijing didn't speak, just lowered his eyes and looked at him deeply.

He knew that it was the person who bought the flowers who was irresponsible.

"I'm in charge." Shen Huaijing said word by word.

His voice was so hoarse that he kissed him after he finished speaking.

Emotions are heavy, but this kiss is full of tenderness and tenderness.

The wind in July came in through the window, rustling the test paper on the small podium that was left here by some teacher.

The test paper had turned yellow. Wen Nian looked down and saw that it was a competition paper.

"Can you figure it out now?" Wen Nian asked suddenly.

"It's not too bad." Shen Huaijing glanced at the paper and chuckled, "Is there any reward for solving it, Mr. Wen?"

Wen Nian smiled, picked up the chalk, and wrote the word "solve" on the blackboard where Shen Huaijing had explained the problem to him.

The pen stopped.

When he picked up the pen again, he didn't solve the problem, but wrote two lines slowly and slowly.

"The wind is long and the road is long, and the day and night are long."

"In my lifetime, I will love you seriously."

The moment he stopped writing, Wen Nian tilted his head.

He seemed to see Shen Huaijing coming from the evening of the sunset that year, through autumn, through winter, through the attached middle school, through the second summer, through all the unexpected encounters, to this midsummer afternoon in the world, towards him reach out.

Wen Nian raised his hand without hesitation.

— Interlocking fingers.

From then on, you are in my every year.

(Finish)

The author has something to say:

It's over here, so coincidentally, it happens to be 99 chapters, long and long.

When I started the article, I read several drafts over and over again for the entry point, but I didn’t hesitate to finish this day, probably because this is the idea that was made before the story started-let them meet in summer, reunite in summer, and let them meet again. The story stops in summer.

The story comes to an end, but "a good year" goes together year after year, the summer is long, and the second summer will never end.

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Thank you for being with me all the way, thank you for all the favors and encounters, I bowed deeply and then stood up and shouted: I love you (broken sound———)

There will be an extra episode, stay in the extra episode when you meet the parents and make it public, and there are some small daily routines, take a few days off and update!

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Finally, the next book "How to Fall in Love with Different Species" is still a cookie, quietly put a copy to ask for an advance receipt, and hope to see you again.

The copy is as follows:

Shanhai No. [-] Middle School, an old school in the demon world, was divided into Xishan and Nanshan schools at the beginning of its establishment.

Xishan College "planted" a bunch of "exotic flowers and plants", and Nanshan College "raised" a group of "exotic animals".

There is only a wall between the two courtyards, but they are clearly separated, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.

The students jokingly said: How can we fall in love if the species are different.

Until one day, the principal punched through the wall, and the two houses merged.

·

Adhering to the principle of "harmonious coexistence", Xichi, the only Miao of the Ruomu clan, had just finished his speech on behalf of Xishan College at the opening ceremony. The moment he stepped off the stage, his body suddenly shook. He was hungry and cold. The sleeve of Jiang Li, the president of the student union.

Jiang Li went straight forward, and immediately after, there was another person in his arms.

Jiang Li: ...

Students from the two colleges: ? ? ?

#西院 That Student Secretary-General and Brother Li seem to be in trouble! #

#pass down, Xi Chi and Li Ge have a situation#

#pass down, Xi Chi and Li Ge had a relationship#

·

Jiang Li was forced to carry her to the infirmary.

The infirmary will give the diagnosis result in a few seconds - atavism, some habits will be close to the ancestors.

Teacher: "In ancient times, aura was abundant, and Ruomu absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon to strengthen his spirit, but now the aura is thin, so naturally he can't stand it."

Xi Chi: "Can't it be cured?"

"Yes." Then, the teacher pointed to Jiang Li, "here, your medicine."

Jiangli, Jinwu, the son of Emperor Jun and Changxi, that is...the son of the Sun Moon God.

The essence of the sun and the moon are born with a soul.

Xi Chi: "..."

He seems to have that serious illness.

·

Later, on a certain day when the first middle school celebrated, outstanding graduates gathered, and Jiang Li's second brother was among them.

Only then did Xi Chi think of one thing - Jiang's family has more than one Golden Crow, and his medicine is a... chain brand.

Staring at the medicine on the stage and thinking for a long time, Xi Chi said, "Ask you something."

Jiang Li didn't answer.

Xi Chi: "Your brother..."

Jiang Li smiled, pinched his face lightly, brought someone's gaze back, and said in a dangerous tone, "After thinking about it, ask."

Xi Chi: "..."

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Another note: "Those who meet will meet again" comes from Haruki Murakami's "Norwegian Forest"

"As long as I live, I will love you seriously." From the third season of CCTV "Hello, Life"