Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

"By the way, didn't you bring a gift for Xueba?" Tang Haoyang reminded, "Don't forget to give it when you come here."

"It's not a gift, just a good luck." Qiu Chi took out a small cloth drawstring bag from the bag, opened it, and took out a small thing made of colored rope from inside.

Ji Qingyan took it over: "Is it a little broom?"

"Dragon Boat Festival is not about hanging colorful ropes. I saw on the Internet that someone made a colorful broom to avoid diseases and ghosts."

"It looks good," Ji Qingyan hung it on his backpack, and asked Qiu Chi, "Where did you buy it?"

"I didn't buy it, I made it myself."

Ji Qingyan raised his eyebrows: "Can you still do this?" It was a small broom made of golden thread, and the end was tied with colorful ropes. It was small and cute.

"Of course, I know everything!" Qiu Chi laughed, the syllables of the words "know everything" made him stretch out very long, and he looked very proud.

"Don't tell me you can knit and sew..."

Ji Qingyan just said it casually, but Qiu Chi didn't expect to say it: "I just said it, I know it. Maybe you want to have a handmade love soft scarf as a birthday present?"

Just like the kind that many girls would give to their boyfriends!

Although the weaving is bumpy, the boyfriend still likes it very much, and loves to wear it out to show off to his good brothers!

Ji Qingyan really didn't expect that someone would come up with the idea of ​​giving someone else a scarf in summer: "Thank you, but there's no need."

Ji Qingyan's birthday is celebrated according to the lunar calendar, so there is no need to spend time counting it with a calendar card every year. Anyway, there is always a holiday for the Dragon Boat Festival. As long as there is a holiday, it means that his birthday is coming.

But the Dragon Boat Festival is not the kind of festival that will be taken seriously, especially in the north, where there are almost no festival customs. The Dragon Boat Festival is directly equated with the green rice dumplings.

Ji Tiancheng and Lin Heng didn't pay much attention to it, and they didn't even prepare a cake for him.Ji Tiancheng thought it was unnecessary and hypocritical. Lin Heng always said that the family is small, and the cakes will easily spoil if they can't finish them. So every year, the family aunt makes a tray of cupcakes, and the small ones are put on the baking tray. plate.

Su Wen secretly bought him a birthday cake before, but he really couldn't finish it. The two boys sat in the room and ate it for most of the night.

Later, Ji Qingyan didn't care about it anymore, and thought it didn't matter. On a fixed day every year, he would receive a string of "6" transfers from Lin Heng on WeChat, and a large message of happy birthday from Su Wen.

It was indeed the first time that such a few people got together to buy him a cake for his birthday.It's been a month and a half, but it's okay.

A little later is fine too.

He pretends that he is only 17 years old today.

Ji Qingyan counted the time. This morning, he should have just finished the last English subject: "The final exam is very easy?" They are all very happy to see them. They should all do well in the exam, right?

Facts have proved that happiness is an illusion. Tang Haoyang had a lobster in his left hand and half a rice dumpling in his right. When he heard the word "examination", the smile on his face suddenly collapsed.

"Don't let me hear anything related to the exam within ten days!" It's nothing, it was hard for him to persuade himself to forget this heart-wrenching thing to a certain extent.

Looking at Tang Haoyang's reaction, Ji Qingyan thought that some outrageous and inhumane questions really appeared in the final exam: "It's hard?"

Qiu Chi changed his position next to him with great interest, dipped the freshly peeled rice dumplings in sugar, and put them in Ji Qingyan's hands: "It's okay, it's not difficult."

"Qiu Chi! Can you be a human being?" The combination of soda and crayfish was already hard to calm Tang Haoyang's broken heart from the exam.

Lu Peng has already resigned to his fate. Anyway, he has finished the exams, so it is serious to have fun in time.He took a piece of bullfrog from the plate, only to find it was a piece of ginger when he put it in his own bowl.

Ji Qingyan ate very slowly, chewing slowly, and hadn't finished the sweet rice dumpling just now.Qiu Chi sat next to him. After washing his hands, he began to shell the crayfish. He picked out all the non-spicy minced garlic and thirteen spices. After peeling, he put them in Ji Qingyan's bowl.

Ji Qingyan was used to feeding him like this, even in school, Qiu Chi would habitually connect him with water at a suitable temperature, unscrew the top cover of the yogurt, and put the straw in place.

Tang Haoyang watched eagerly, and asked, "Can you peel some for me too?"

Qiu Chi kept moving his hands and didn't even raise his eyes: "You don't have hands?"

Seeing that things were not going to work, Tang Haoyang said sourly: "It's not like Xueba is out of hand, why would he ask you to do it?"

"I can peel it myself." Ji Qingyan had just finished eating the zongzi, and he also took a round and red crayfish from the plate, and the pliers hurt a little when he stretched out his hand.

Just pull the pliers off first. He broke it hard, and the red oil popped out. The oil spots formed an arc-shaped parabola in the air, with the tempting smell of spices, and landed precisely on the On Ji Qingyan's white pants.

Ji Qingyan was stunned, his eyes followed the oil spot, and turned from his hand to his leg.

Although Tang Haoyang and Lu Peng who were sitting across from each other were devoting themselves to binge-eating, they probably didn't notice him, but Ji Qingyan still looked at the oily spots on his legs and fell silent.

Ji Qingyan didn't need to wear a school uniform during the training camp. He seemed to like white very much. Qiu Chi found that many of his usual clothes were white.

White T-shirt and white sweater, white sneakers and white down jacket, good-looking is good-looking, but it is not resistant to dirt.

Moreover, Miss Ji is a lady, and she wears famous brand clothes. The white T-shirt on her body is GUCCI. Although there is no obvious letter Logo, there are only two small circles overlapping on the chest, but this still does not affect it. It can be sold at a high price of two thousand in the market.

It's a pity that expensive clothes get dirty, but the key is that white clothes are not easy to wash.

"Okay, okay," Qiu Chi tried his best to keep the original state, suppressed a smile, and took the crayfish with one broken claw out of his hand, "I'll peel it for you, you can eat it well."

"Why do you always treat them differently?" Tang Haoyang looked at his hands that were gradually wrinkled from shelling, and hummed, "Those who don't know think Xueba is your girlfriend!"

As soon as he finished saying "girlfriend", Ji Qingyan's expression didn't change much, but Qiu Chi could feel that he was a little uncomfortable for a moment.

For some reason, this thing seemed to be a forbidden area between the two of them.Tang Haoyang's big mouth is also true, which pot can't be opened and which pot can be lifted.

"Eating can't stop you, can you?" Qiu Chi quickly changed the subject, "Brother Yan is today's birthday star, and he's due to take the exam in a short time. The only seedling in our school, the whole village hopes, Of course it has to be treated differently.”

After eating, several people packed up their things and wanted to leave. Ji Qingyan changed into a new pair of pants and followed them out.

When they came, they took the subway, but the three of them missed the station by mistake. They found out after getting out of the station. It was a hot day and they were too lazy to go in and wait for the subway again. So Qiu Chi took a taxi from Haidian Huangzhuang station.

After coming out of the training school and walking to the main road, you can see the east gate of the National People's Congress across the road from a distance.

Lu Peng looked at the door shining with the aura of a schoolmaster, and pointed at it from afar: "Hey, your place is so close to the National People's Congress."

The afternoon sun was a bit glaring, and Ji Qingyan couldn't open his eyes a little bit, but felt that the school gate of the National People's University opposite was quite glaring: "Well, there are quite a lot of schools on this road, and there are Beijing Institute of Technology and Central People's University, follow this road Ahead is Peking University."

Lu Peng sighed again and again: "Zhongguancun Street, you can directly change its name..." He thought for a while and said, "The House of Immortals."

"Would it be that the legendary NPC is also here?" Tang Haoyang was full of curiosity, "I've always wanted to know how those awesome people look different from me."

Qiu Chi pouted, and after thinking about it, he came to a conclusion: "There should be no difference, at most, the structure of the brain is more advanced than yours." Anyway, we have to cross the road to take the subway later, "How about we go in and have a look?"

Ji Qingyan was shocked by the whim of these people: "Can you let me in?" Before he finished speaking, the three of them were ready to cross the road.

After entering, there is no such splendor as imagined, and the building furnishings are all very simple.The east gate is facing the Seeking Truth from Facts Stone, and behind it is a small fountain.

At this time, the university had just passed the exam week, and it was hot in the afternoon, and there were no people on the road.There is a lawn in front of Teaching No. 800. Several boys are sitting on the edge of the lawn and playing guitar. On the east side is a large classroom with [-] people.

The name sounds like a place where public lectures are given, but a movie poster is printed on the big screen facing the outside, and the show time is written next to it. Movie tickets in the school's screening hall are also very cheap.Several girls went to buy tickets together, holding hands and smiling happily.

"Can you still watch movies in school?" Lu Peng sighed, "It's so advanced, our school can't even show movies in the auditorium."

The Sixth Middle School had thought of showing movies to students before. Of course, the movies in the school were all based on patriotic education or adaptations of famous works such as "Old Stories in the South of the City". The key is that the screen in the auditorium is really bad. At the beginning, it flickered and stuck, and the logistics teacher tossed for a long time in the projection room to no avail, and then stopped showing it.

So when he heard about the movie, Tang Haoyang was quite excited: "What movie?"

Qiu Chi looked at the poster on the big screen at the door and said, ""Midnight in Paris"." It was Woody Allen's romantic literary movie, which he had seen before.

Upon hearing the word "Midnight", Lu Peng froze for a moment: "Isn't it a horror movie?"

Qiu Chi glanced at the bright blue poster, and thought to himself how did you see the horror from it: "It's a romance movie."

"Love is good!" Tang Haoyang was in high spirits, "I just like romance movies! Let's go and buy tickets."

Just like that, no one except Qiu Chi knew what the movie was about, anyway, they went in after buying tickets in a daze.There are very few people in the screening hall, and they are basically concentrated in the middle rows.

Ji Qingyan didn't have any hope for it at first. He didn't like watching movies or listening to music. After sitting in the seat, he just regarded it as passing the time.

A few minutes after the movie started, Ji Qingyan realized that the time was not so easy to pass.

For him, foreign literary and artistic films are all the same, and the time is terribly long.The point is that after watching the movie for half an hour, Ji Qingyan didn't want to understand what the leading actor was doing.

Qiu Chi might have sensed something strange, and asked him softly, "Don't you like it?"

Ji Qingyan gave a soft "hmm".

"Then don't watch it," Qiu Chi stood up and pulled his wrist, "Let's go."

Ji Qingyan didn't react, he pointed to Tang Haoyang and Lu Peng who fell asleep next to him: "Then what should they do?"

"They'll be called by the end of the movie."

"What about you, you don't watch it either?" Ji Qingyan himself didn't like to watch it, so he sneaked a few glances at Qiu Chi when he was in a daze just now. Qiu Chi watched it attentively, so he probably liked it.

Ji Qingyan was still sitting where he was, looking up at him, the colorful and changing colors of the film came into view, as if it was a whole bright and good night.

They were seated in the corner, Qiu Chi leaned over with a smile and said, "What's so interesting about the movie..."

He used his strength to pull Ji Qingyan up. Ji Qingyan was about to get up, but with this pull, he bumped into Qiu Chi directly, and Qiu Chi was pushed against the wall behind him.

At that moment, the movie played a line from Hemingway:

I believe that love that is ture and real creates are spite from death.

I believe that pure love can make people forget life and death.

This movie is actually Qiu Chi's favorite. He has watched it many times. Even though he knows the plot well, he is still willing to watch it again and again.

But there was Ji Qingyan beside him.

He smiled and thought, watching a movie is worse than watching you.

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Note: "Midnight in Paris" is a 2011 Woody Allen movie, and the Chinese and English are the original lines

Aww I really like this movie!