Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

After applying for the college entrance examination, you need to go to the school to sign a notice to confirm the volunteer.

There were the most people who went there that day, and it was rare for Class 4 to get together before graduation, so we went to have a meal together.Chen Shu went with them. That summer, he finally ended his 41-year teaching career and officially retired.

After graduating from No. [-] Middle School, everyone went their separate ways.Ji Qingyan never drank the pineapple-flavored yogurt from Sanyuan Milk Station again, and even Wu Yutai's ice cream at Qianmen changed its recipe.

Probably thanks to the frantic questioning during the period before the exam, and Ji Qingyan's forced lectures without getting bored, Tang Haoyang was admitted to Beijing Institute of Technology.Lu Peng's grades were also very good. After a long time, he chose Nanjing Medical University. After Ji Qingyan urged him to recite English several times, Su Wen's English grades reached the peak of his life in the college entrance examination, and he was admitted to Zhongchuan.

Beijing Institute of Technology and the National People's Congress are close, Ji Qingyan sometimes goes to Beijing Institute of Technology to run at night with Tang Haoyang, and when Tang Haoyang is free, he goes to the National People's Congress to have dinner with Ji Qingyan.

Tang Haoyang liked the Chuan Chuan Xiang on the second floor of the canteen in the East District very much. After a long time, the little brother at the Chuan Chuan Xiang window knew them both. Every time he saw Tang Haoyang, he would give him a few extra grilled sausages.

He was quite emotional: "Really, I sincerely hope that our school cafeteria can also introduce Chuan Chuan Xiang!" Every time he came, he deliberately took a lot of photos and sent them to Lu Peng.

Lu Peng is now a clinical medical student. His schedule is full, and eating every day is like a war. Tang Haoyang’s photo of this string of incense can be seen every time he is eating dry bread, and he is so angry every time. half dead.

Ji Qingyan's skill in eating spicy food has not improved at all. When eating skewers, drinks and mineral water from the water bar on the first floor must be placed next to them in advance.

He slowly stirred the sesame paste seasoning in the plate with chopsticks, and asked Tang Haoyang: "Did Qiu Chi... contact you later?"

Tang Haoyang was stunned for a moment, and said, "Brother Yan, don't ask." He put down the grilled sausage, took a sip of mango juice, "If Qiu Chi contacts me in the future, I will definitely tell you immediately. Don't worry about it all the time." , It’s better than anything else to live your current life well.”

"Ok, I know."

"You...do you still like him? I didn't dare to ask when I was in school. Lu Peng and I were afraid that you would be irritated suddenly." Tang Haoyang scratched his head and whispered, "You were really in a good state at that time. It's scary, like a good-looking handsome zombie. Can you understand? Good-looking is good-looking, but it's really a zombie..."

"Not really."

"Do you only like men, or do you only like him?" Tang Haoyang hesitated, "I...I mean, you didn't think about talking about another one? Although I have a good relationship with Qiu Chi, I shouldn't say this It’s kind of like that, but the chances of him coming back are really slim.”

"You don't need to be like this. And as for Qiu Chi's character, you know it's quite likable. I'm not going to put it bluntly. Don't take it to heart. Who knows if he will talk about other things soon after he arrives at university. Object, forgot about you?"

Although this may be a little sorry for Qiu Chi, Tang Haoyang looked at Ji Qingyan like this, feeling a little pity and distressed: "He hasn't contacted you again, why should you miss him."

Ji Qingyan clenched his fists, and his face was a little ugly: "I... I have changed my mobile phone number and WeChat, and I can't find the previous QQ. He may not be able to contact me either."

"Then I haven't changed my mobile phone number or WeChat, and why hasn't he contacted me, my mother, or his aunt?" Tang Haoyang saw him bow his head and said nothing, "We are friends, so I Let me tell you, it’s not worth it for you to forget him. There are so many people in the world, I don’t believe you can’t find a better one.”

Ji Qingyan didn't speak. Since then, he never asked Tang Haoyang about Qiu Chi, and naturally Tang Haoyang would not take the initiative to mention it.However, Ji Qingyan updated himself with a WeChat chat background, which was the photo taken in Lu Xun Park when he and Qiu Chi went to Shanghai together.

A boy named Pan Wei who has a good relationship with Ji Qingyan is roommates.

Pan Wei saw Ji Qingyan being asked for his contact information more than once, but he froze and didn't give it to anyone.Pan Wei couldn't figure it out: "It's good to make friends without talking about your partner, why are you so serious?" Then he asked, "Hey, so do you have a girlfriend? Or why do you always reject others? , have you talked to someone?"

Pan Wei is not really a gossip person, he just asks random questions.

But never expected, Ji Qingyan replied: "We talked about it once."

"What? Fuck..." Pan Wei immediately acted like a discouraged ball, "I thought we were solo mothers and fetuses connected by the same fate, but you actually talked about it, so how did we divide?"

Ji Qingyan was eating ice cream at the time: "He jumped the moat in his third year of high school."

"Ah?" Pan Wei's shock index doubled again, "Then... then she is now..."

"Drowned, and no one was found."

"You..." Pan Wei thought to himself, only talked about one, and the girl was drowned, so it's not uncomfortable for anyone, because I really can't open any pot.He patted Ji Qingyan's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't be too sad... that... Anyway, reincarnated in the cycle of karma, if you are destined, you can always meet them, this vast sea of ​​people, right..."

"Yeah." When the ice cream was finished, he reached out and threw the ice cream stick into the trash basket.

Since then, Pan Wei never asked him about his partner, and even other roommates sometimes said in the dormitory, "Hey, that so-and-so in our class seems to be in love." Every time, they would signal them not to let Ji Qingyan hear them.

Ji Qingyan's life is usually very busy. He doesn't go home during the holidays. Lin Heng will occasionally call him, but if the phone rings for 20 seconds and she doesn't answer it, she will hang up directly and won't make another call. Ji Tiancheng seems to have simply forgotten that there is still a living son in the world, and only thinks about it every year during the Chinese New Year, and then initiates a large transfer on WeChat.

But he confiscated it, and he didn't even click refund, but waited for the system to automatically expire after more than 24 hours of transfer.

When he was a freshman, he was somehow dragged by Pan Wei to join the poetry club. The atmosphere in the club was very good, and it was okay if he didn’t know how to write poetry.But the Poetry Club has a morning reading in the Second Teaching at 07:30 every morning.

Pan Wei agreed very well, who knew that after two days, he couldn't get out of bed on the third day.Ji Qingyan persevered, and read Tang poetry every morning with the poetry club organized by the Fifth Academy of Humanities, and miraculously developed his habit of getting up early.

I quit the poetry club when I was a sophomore, and participated in two scientific research projects and a college student entrepreneurship competition with my seniors and sisters. The results were unexpectedly good, and I was awarded the Wu Yuzhang Scholarship.

Pan Wei insisted on dragging him to Huixian Mansion for dinner, but the two of them ate too late, Pan Wei sprained his foot as soon as he went out, and the contact lens flew out of his eyes to nowhere.Ji Qingyan couldn't see clearly at night, and the night lights of the National People's Congress were not very bright. When the two walked to the entrance of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, they lay down together on the ground. The uncle security guard on duty at the entrance of the National Academy of Sciences thought it was some new performance art.

When he was a junior, he signed up for an exchange in Taipei. There were many gashapon machines on the streets of Taipei. The boy who was traveling with him would try to twist a few whenever he passed by. He accumulated a box of egg shells.Then he generously distributed more than half of it to Ji Qingyan, and Ji Qingyan was forced to buy another small suitcase before leaving.

In his senior year, he was a graduate student, and he decided to continue his postgraduate study at Renmin University of China.During that time, Ji Tiancheng had been making international calls to him, meaning that he wanted to go to Australia for postgraduate study and go directly to his family's company for an internship. Graduate students can study abroad.

Ji Qingyan ignored him and stayed at the National People's Congress.

The postgraduate dormitory was still in this princess building, and he and Pan Wei happily moved their luggage down two floors and moved into the postgraduate dormitory.

When waiting for the second year of graduate school, the department had a place to go to Shanghai for exchange. Pan Wei asked him: "Shanghai, I thought I could choose a school in Hong Kong or Macau...Are you going?"

"I don't care," Ji Qingyan was helping the teacher sort out the class attendance of undergraduates, and asked him, "Which university in Shanghai?"

Pan Wei swiped down the notice and said, "Fudan."

Ji Qingyan covered the pen: "Go."

The reporting time for exchange students is in mid-August, but the official start of school will be in late September.The school does not have a place to live, so you have to contact an intermediary to rent a house by yourself.Anyway, he was renting a house by himself, so Ji Qingyan simply brought the two cats to Shanghai together.

In mid-August, the beginning of autumn, Beijing has been raining, and the weather has gradually cooled down. Who would have thought that Shanghai would still be as hot as a stove.

After Pan Wei's school registration was over, he had to go to Tongji again. Ji Qingyan was too lazy to go with him. He just wanted to go back to the rental house and pack up his things in advance. He was in a hurry when he left the house just now, and he hadn't set up the cat litter yet. pot.The house they rented was near Helen Road, not too far from the school.

It wasn't too late after packing up. Ji Qingyan rented a shared bicycle and rode slowly along the road. Passing Tian'ai Road was Lu Xun Park.

Pan Wei called him: "I didn't see you at the house. Where did you go?"

"I want to walk around casually."

"Okay, I came to Shanghai once when I was in elementary school. Where are you going? I'll find you now."

Ji Qingyan blurted out a place name without thinking: "Shaanxi South Road, Garden of Eros."

He parked the car nearby, changed from Hongkou Football Stadium to the subway, and the subway went from Qufu Road, to People's Square, to the site of a congress, and then to Shaanxi South Road.

Not far from the station on South Shaanxi Road is Eros Garden.

The Julu Road is not wide, and there are plane trees planted on both sides. The tree shape of the plane trees is wide and luxuriant, like a barrier clustered to wrap the entire road.

The sunlight fell on the ground from the gaps in the leaves, forming dots of light spots. Ji Qingyan lowered his head and watched his own shadow shuttle among the golden light spots while walking.

Cicada hissed and struggled in his ears, mixed with the wind and the speeding vehicles on the road.

A man with chestnut hair was standing at the gate of the Garden of Love talking on the phone: "Okay," he tilted his head and put the phone between his shoulders and ears, holding an extra thick stack of letters in his hand, "These few days Oh my god, I already got it, I will take it to your office after I finish it, don't worry."

The moment Ji Qingyan saw him, everything around him was silent and dusty, and they stopped counting.

A strange sourness spread from the nasal cavity to the eyes, Ji Qingyan shouted loudly: "Qiu Chi!"

This name was so familiar that it even made him feel strange, and it took all the strength in his body to even shout it from his mouth.

The person not far away just hung up the phone, turned around, and froze in place after seeing him.Qiu Chi opened his mouth, then saw him put the letter in the window of the reception room again, turned around and ran away.

Ji Qingyan didn't have time to think about anything else, he just wondered if this person was sick, and you couldn't die if I called you.He also rushed up, shouting as he ran, "Fuck. Your uncle! What are you running?"

Pan Wei originally came by subway, but after leaving the station, he was too lazy to leave, so he scanned a bicycle with his mobile phone. He was riding a bicycle and saw Ji Qingyan chasing someone from a long distance.

Alarm bells rang in Pan Wei's heart, thinking that Ji Qingyan had been stolen on the street.He pedaled the little yellow car quickly, and then crossed in front of Qiu Chi.

As a result, this position was not chosen very well, and the inertia was a bit high, and the three of them fell to the ground like Domino.

After being caught, Qiu Chi had no need to run away.

After Pan Wei parked the car, the few of them went to the writer's bookstore not far from the Garden of Eros. Qiu Chi ordered a few drinks.After hearing Qiu Chi's explanation, Pan Wei couldn't believe it: "You two are really high school classmates?"

This is not like ah.At first glance, Ji Qingyan is a typical example of a five-good, four-beautiful and three-good student, well-dressed and well-dressed, but looking at Qiu Chi again...

His hair is dyed light brown, and the color of his eyes is also very light. Under the sun, it looks like amber gold. I don't know if he has colored contact lenses stuffed into his eyeballs.He was wearing a T-shirt with graffiti, and there was a little pattern on the exposed part of the neckline. I don't know if it was a tattoo or something. There were two chains hanging on the trouser pocket of the ripped jeans.

Anyway... not a serious person.

"Oh," Pan Wei nodded, "then you should be very good friends."

Qiu Chi said: "Yes, they are very good friends."

"It's really just friends?" Pan Wei raised his eyebrows and thought, who would turn away and run away when they see each other?You are the kind of friend who owes money.

Qiu Chi thought that Pan Wei had noticed something, so he didn't try to hide it anymore, he gave a dry laugh, and said, "It's my boyfriend."

Ji Qingyan, who hadn't said a word for a long time, looked up at him at this moment, and added blankly: "It's an ex-boyfriend."

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The author has something to say:

Pan Wei:? !

Didn't your partner drown in the moat when he was a senior in high school?

*Strictly supplemented online again: Undergraduates of Renmin University of China did have the opportunity to go to Taipei for exchange in their junior year, but I made up the idea of ​​graduate students going to Shanghai, and the school has a high probability of not having such an exchange