Juliet Tower

There is a lot of homework especially when you are in a hurry.

It's only the first week of school, and the papers are piling up.Qiao Yumian's two physical education classes this semester overlapped with An Jiayu's. After the roll call, she took an after-school exercise paper compiled by a team of famous experimental teachers and went straight to An Jiayu's dormitory.

The man simply didn't even order his name, and was packing his things in the dormitory.Seeing Qiao Yumian enter the door, she gave him the writing desk: "What do you want for lunch?"

"It's all right."

"What time did you go to bed last night?" An Jiayu leaned forward and looked at him with circles in his eyes.

"I don't know, the last time I looked at the watch was [-]:[-]." Qiao Yumian wanted to finish this set of questions before the end of the lunch break, and it would be better to have half an hour to sleep.

He tried to scan the questions from the beginning to the right as quickly as possible, skipping the ones that couldn't find the right idea for a while, which lasted 45 minutes.Looking up again, I found that there were three more boxes on the table of Anjiayu, fried rice, crab roe tofu, and roasted pork ribs. Slack's fingers were flexible, proficient and decisive, just like An Jiayu's own hands.

"what is this?"

"The teacher recorded it for me last time. Let me read it more and find out the questions by myself." An Jiayu pressed the pause button, "Is it finished?"

"Well, almost, I can't find the idea for the short answer to the last question, and I'm not sure about filling in the blanks. I'll talk about it when I wake up...why are you looking at me like that..." Qiao Yumian asked this on purpose.Others looked at him silently, but An Jiayu was so confident that he forgot to blink.

"Ah?" An Jiayu handed him a disposable plastic spoon, "Why, did you see your boyfriend broke the law?"

"No offense... Let's see." He sat down opposite An Jiayu and took the time to eat.

The word boyfriend is quite sudden.He picked up the takeaway box and hid behind the upright lid. He didn't want to but his hands sneered, tore off the lid, went over the box of fried rice and pinched his hot ear tips, and then curled up laughing on the opposite side.

Qiao Yumian ignored him, concentrated on picking out the carrots, piled them in a spoon, and pinched his nose to swallow them up.

"Give it to me if you don't like it." An Jiayu held down his hand holding the spoon, "I'll treat death like home."

He shook his head slightly, but insisted on eating.

An Jiayu raised her eyebrows, but said nothing in the end.

In a blink of an eye, the weather began to warm up rapidly. The students reduced their clothes week by week. They first took off their thermal clothes, and then took off their cashmere vests. As April came, the coats gradually became unwearable, and the clean shirts all over the campus dangled in the sun. Go, the most eye-catching one is completely unaware.

Since the layer of window paper was broken, there seemed to be no significant changes between the two of them. Qiao Yumian struggled step by step in the sea of ​​problems, and returned home on time, with those eyes still behind her back.

But regardless of whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood the night before, or whether he slept long or short, he found that he didn't seem to care that much.

Because he knew that the next day in that bright dormitory, there was someone waiting for him, listening to his complaints, holding his head and ruffling his hair, and waking him up from his nap on time , wash an apple and distribute it to him and Joe.Sometimes accompanied by an increasingly aggressive kiss.

An Jiayu not only waited for him after class at noon, but also showed up at the back door of his classroom on time every Tuesday and Thursday after school, and walked with him to the station before going back alone.

At first, Qiao Yumian was a little worried, especially because the person next to him was still the type that everyone was looking at. He was always worried that this somewhat taboo relationship would be broken.

But after a period of time, he found that An Jiayu was very measured, and never violated the rules in the public, and the others only thought they were close. After all, it was normal for boys to hug each other, even though Qiao Yumian himself had never had such a thing. Habit.

"I won't be here tomorrow..." On Thursday afternoon, An Jiayu wrapped his arms around his shoulders to accompany him while waiting for the bus, with half of his weight on his shoulders.

"Huh?" Qiao Yumian was busy uploading photos from the two people's recent chat records to the space, and cleared the chat records by the way.

"Shut up in the master class for a week, and come back next Wednesday. The phone is confiscated and I can't call you. Remember to set the alarm clock when you take a nap."

Qiao Yumian put away her phone and turned to look at him: "Okay."

Can't see each other for a week...

An Jiayu clicked his tongue, and suddenly kissed him short and shallow at the corner of his mouth. There was a "boo", which was unrecognizable, but it startled Qiao Yumian.

"Hiss, what are you doing..." It's just a dormitory, this is a public place.He looked around the station, except for them and a few private cars passing by, only the grass and trees swaying in the evening wind, occasionally making rhythmic rustling sounds.

"...No, no, isn't that expression of yours just because you want me to kiss you..." An Jiayu looked dazed, not pretending.

"What expression?" Qiao Yumian greeted the bus in a daze.With a sound, the car door opened in front of him, and the master driver who ran this line already recognized him and smiled kindly at him.

"...the expression that wants me to kiss you..." The other party blinked and pushed him into the car.

He was sitting in the last row, and received a message from An Jiayu: "I don't know clearly, I'll show you the next time I take a picture."

When I got home, the food on the table was a bit sloppy.

Li Huijun looked in a bad mood and sighed.Without further ado, Qiao Yumian took a shower and ate at the fastest speed, and after eating, he naturally piled up the empty bowls and wanted to take them to the kitchen.

"What are you doing? Put it down." Li Huijun got up and snatched the bowl and chopsticks from him, "Hurry up and read a book."

Qiao Yumian was nervous for a while, and got used to it.After lunch, he would tidy up the small dining table, but Li Huijun never let him get involved in housework at home.

"Han Zhuoyi doesn't go to class anymore? I saw her mother posted a message on Moments that she doesn't live in school anymore?" Li Huijun sent a bowl of pitted apricots and plums into the house.

"Study normally." Qiao Yumian probably understood what she meant, and was just reminding herself of the gap.

But the difference between him and Han Zhuoyi has never been in the matter of hard work, and there is nothing he can do about it.He couldn't stimulate the potential of his brain overnight, and he couldn't relieve Li Huijun's anxiety. He couldn't even sleep peacefully in this room for a few hours.

When he climbed into bed at twelve o'clock, Qiao Yumian couldn't help but feel depressed when he thought that he would not see An Jiayu for the next week.He pinched his phone and buried it under the quilt to turn the screen to the darkest. He sent an emoji with dark circles, and waited for a long time for no response.

Only then did he remember that An Jiayu had clearly said in the afternoon that the phone was confiscated.

Forget it, when there was no An Jiayu in the past, didn't it also pass by like this.

It's just over a year and two months away.As long as he can get into a decent school, his days of being a marionette will be over... One day he will be able to be independent and make choices according to his own will.Get over it, get over it.

……But.

Half asleep and half awake, Qiao Yumian suddenly opened her eyes, staring blankly at the pale ceiling, her heart, which was gradually slowing down and getting ready to fall asleep, suddenly beat irregularly a few times, and then stopped a few times.

But by that time... An Jiayu will leave here and go to America...

He is a person with both talent and hard work. It won't take long for him to shine in the classical music world and become a well-known violinist. Like his mother, he flies around the earth all year round, and every place on the station has a name. concert hall, listening to the applause from all over the world.

Then would he still remember playing a birthday melody for an insignificant person in the classroom one afternoon?

He just watched the gray and white ceiling gradually illuminated by the morning sun, and it was already past five o'clock when he came back to his senses.He got up as usual, put on the ironed shirt and uniform trousers that Li Huijun hung on the wall with his own hands before going to bed, washed and ate breakfast, and spent a morning that had been repeated hundreds of times and would continue to repeat hundreds of times.

In the next few days, he continued to suffer from insomnia, and could only rely on naps to barely support himself.

Finally, in a trance, someone bumped his elbow in the cafeteria.

A map of the archipelago was splashed on the clothes by the brown stew.

"Hey! Xiao Qiao! Is it okay? Is it hot?" It was a familiar face.

"Ah?" He looked down at his chest, then looked up at Yin Feng, the perpetrator, and shook his head, "It's okay. There's a T-shirt inside, so it's not ironed. I'll just wash it..." He took the female student next to him and handed it to him. paper, thank you in a low voice.

"Qiao Yumian, you don't look very well, are you sick?" The girl's voice was familiar.Qiao Yumian tilted her head and recognized the chief violinist.

"I'm a little sleepy, I'm fine...thank you." It's been a long time since we saw each other, and he racked his brains and couldn't remember the other person's name...

"By the way, Xiao Qiao, are you a day student?" Yin Feng asked suddenly, "Or go to my dormitory, and I'll find a clean one for you to change?"

Qiao Yumian was a little embarrassed. Yin Feng is obviously in the liberal arts class, so how could he be so clear about his commuting... Could it be that the whole grade, or even the whole school, will discuss this matter... He frowned: "Thank you, no..."

"It doesn't matter, he can wear mine." Everyone turned their heads at the same time, and the man stepped over to Qiao Yumian's side.

An Jiayu reached out and took the tray on which he had spilled more than half of the soup and vegetables, and passed it to the girl beside him who had been pestering for a long time, "Xiao Tong, do me a favor and pour it out, I'll take him back to change clothes first. Thank you. "

That's right, the chief is Xiao Tong.

Then Qiao Yumian was taken aback, what day is it today?

The author says:

It's Wednesday baby!