Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

It's too scary, okay? This is some kind of frightening drama of reviving a dead body!Pan Wei thought it was an emotional drama at the time, but now he is being sent to a horror theater.

"You..." Pan Wei leaned next to Ji Qingyan subconsciously, pointed at Qiu Chi and said, "You are that moat?" Unexpectedly, Moat was not only not drowned, but also a man!

"Ah?" Qiu Chi didn't realize it, "What... a moat?"

The second floor of the writer's bookstore is a coffee shop. At this time, the coffee was served on the table. Ji Qingyan looked at the cup of coffee with pink and white peach hearts in front of him, and was a little dazed for a while.Qiu Chi helped them choose the coffee just now, why does he still like this color suitable for girls so much.

In the end, he picked it up and took a sip, Ji Qingyan cursed in his heart, this coffee is really fucking bitter.Ji Qingyan took advantage of the opportunity and kicked Pan Wei under the table.

Pan Wei trembled, and began to make nonsense: "Ah... no, I said... Hu Chenhe, there was an international student who was an observer in our class before, he looked quite similar to you, and his name was Hu Chenhe."

Qiu Chi was stunned for a moment, and asked Pan Wei: "The foreign student's name is Hu Chenhe?"

Pan Wei thought, since Ji Qingyan just said that he was his ex-boyfriend, and also said that he was drowned in the moat, there is no need to think about it, this person must have done something to offend Ji Qingyan before.

Pan Wei originally wanted to find a place for his brother, but the more he made it up, the more strange it became: "That's right, one of Huo Huo's ex-boyfriends was named Hu Chenhe, who looked quite similar to you..." The words were not finished yet , he was kicked by Ji Qingyan again.

The smile on Qiu Chi's face was a little stiff, but he still tried his best to maintain it, and said, "Really? That's really a coincidence, no one said I look like an overseas student."

Pan Wei said: "Whoever said that they are European and American students, they are Korean students. Our school has a lot of Korean students..." The National People's Congress does have a class for Korean students. They have attended their classes before. Pan Wei feels that he is lying. It shouldn't be too outrageous.

Ji Qingyan couldn't listen anymore, and the hand under the table secretly pinched Pan Wei's back: "Are you hungry? How about buying you a cake to cushion your stomach." Mouth, you can't speak and no one thinks you are a ghost.

"Students from Korea, it's good." Qiu Chi's palm was covered with sweat, he clenched his fist, slowly opened it, and then closed it again. "Then why did we break up?" After asking, Qiu Chi I regretted it later.

What Ji Qingyan said is right, he is just an "ex-boyfriend" now, it is already in the past tense, and he has no position to ask people about these private topics.

Pan Wei blurted out, "I'm drowning."

Ji Qingyan clutched his forehead, completely speechless.

Qiu Chi knew that Ji Qingyan's reaction was that he didn't want to continue the topic, so he quickly changed the conversation: "Then why are you here today? Where were you planning to go?"

Pan Wei spoke the truth, and the high ones seemed to be playing a quiz game: "Garden of Eros!"

Qiu Chi said: "The Garden of Eros has always been the office of the Shanghai Writers Association, and it has not received tourists for several years." When he and Ji Qingyan came to Shanghai in their third year of high school, this place could no longer be entered casually.It was all four or five years ago, but now that I think about it, it seems like it was yesterday.

"The two of us had just gone to school to hand in the materials and were going to walk around."

Qiu Chi "School?"

Pan Wei seems to be addicted to chatting with Qiu Chi: "Yes, we are still in graduate school, how about you? The Garden of Eros is not allowed to visit, so what were you doing at the door just now?"

"I'm an intern editor at "Harvest", and I helped the teacher get things from the reception room just now."

Ji Qingyan asked him: "Then do you count as leaving your post without authorization?"

"It doesn't count. I just sent a WeChat message to the teacher. I didn't attend class today. It doesn't matter."

Ji Qingyan stirred the pink latte on the surface of the coffee with a small spoon. It turned out that he had registered a new WeChat account, but he had never tried to contact himself, and he hadn't even contacted Tang Haoyang who grew up with him.

Qiu Chi was also talking to Pan Wei: "If you are going to graduate school, you should go to the second year of graduate school. You have been studying as a graduate student in Shanghai?"

"No, we belong to the National People's Congress, and the second graduate student came to Shanghai for exchange."

Qiu Chi smiled and nodded: "The National People's Congress is a very good school."

When Pan Wei heard the praise of his school, he immediately became happy, and forgot about the plan to support his brother just now: "Of course! The National People's Congress, although the school is a bit small and broken, the cafeteria is not so delicious... But in my heart, no school can compare with us.”

Ji Qingyan felt that the taste of bitter coffee in his mouth finally gradually faded, and he looked at Qiu Chi who was sitting opposite him.

Qiu Chihe changed a lot when he was in high school. He grew a little taller and lost a lot of weight. His cheeks used to have gentle and smooth lines, but now they are thin and even dyed. hair.He seemed to look better than he remembered, but he looked extraordinarily thin, even a little strange.

Ji Qingyan asked him: "Then what about you, where did you study in university?"

"On stage." Qiu Chi replied.

It turned out that the university was also studied in Shanghai, and Ji Qingyan asked again: "So you have graduated now?"

Qiu Chi nodded: "Yeah."

"After that, do you want to stay in Shanghai?" He asked directly and simply.But Ji Qingyan's heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and he was very afraid of hearing the answer he least wanted.

He heard Qiu Chi say, "It should be, I'm used to staying here."

Have you ever thought about going back to Beijing?

Did you forget that there is a crabapple tree at home?

Did you forget that there is a photo of you and your mother on the table in the bedroom?

Did you forget that you also had two cats?

Have you forgotten that someone is waiting for you to go back?

Ji Qingyan felt a faint tingling in his eyes, and the taste of bitter coffee reappeared in his mouth.He pretended to ask casually: "What are you used to? Get used to the hot weather here?"

Qiu Chi said softly: "After a long time, you will get used to it."

After leaving the writer's bookstore that day, Pan Wei took a taxi with him back to the apartment.Pan Wei also asked him on the road: "This Qiu Chi is really your ex-boyfriend, that moat? How did you break up before? Did he do something to apologize to you?"

Ji Qingyan sat slumped in the car, leaning his head against the window glass.He didn't like to drink coffee because it was too bitter. After drinking too bitter coffee, it would not have a refreshing effect, but would make him feel dizzy.

"It has something to do with you?"

Pan Wei said: "I'm just asking casually. I feel that he has a good manner of speaking. He even invited us to drink coffee just now. He doesn't look like a scumbag..."

Ji Qingyan snorted coldly: "A scumbag won't write 'I am a scumbag' on his face, otherwise so many people wouldn't be deceived by a scumbag."

"I didn't expect that Moat was still a scumbag..." How did this world become like this.

Ji Qingyan ignored Pan Wei, and he was still repeating what Qiu Chi said just now in his mind.He said that he should have stayed in Shanghai.It's like telling him clearly that we really don't matter in the future.

After that day, Ji Qingyan didn't go out, stayed in the apartment to read professional books, and ordered takeaway when he was hungry. Anyway, he didn't know how to cook, and Pan Wei could only fry tomato eggs or cook white rice porridge.

The school sent them a notice at the beginning of September, and the exchange students had to go to the school for a class meeting in advance on the day when the freshmen registered.

This year's postgraduate and undergraduate reports are on the same day, the school square is full of people, and not far away there are small booths for various clubs to sign up for new students.It's just that there are fewer people joining clubs at the postgraduate stage, and there is still plenty of time. Ji Qingyan and Pan Wei are here to watch the recruiting of various clubs.

Pan Wei sighed: "Oh, every time I see freshmen entering school, I feel filled with emotions, such a strong youthful atmosphere!"

"Is the classmate a freshman? We are from the school radio station. Do you want to know more about it?" A well-dressed girl ran over and sent them a promotional introduction of the radio station.

"We're not new..."

Before Ji Qingyan finished speaking, Pan Wei took the lead to finish the leaflet: "Thank you, senior sister! Let's take a copy and have a look."

"What do you want to do?" Ji Qingyan brought the flyer over, "We won't participate, and you will waste it after you take it away." He quietly returned the flyer to the small table when the girl wasn't paying attention.

After Ji Qingyan returned the flyer, he walked towards Pan Wei.

Pan Wei suddenly shouted: "I'm going!" He almost jumped up on the spot as if he had stepped on a cannon.

Ji Qingyan glanced at him speechlessly: "What's wrong with you?"

Pan Wei took his arm and pointed to a certain direction in the crowd not far away: "The moat!"

Ji Qingyan withdrew his arm from his hand: "Aren't you finished?"

"What a moat!"

"What..." The cursing words had already reached his lips, and they silently flowed back into his lungs to be dispelled.

Qiu Chi was carrying a backpack, holding a file folder and the canvas bag given by the freshman registration office in his hand. It seemed that he had just filled out the registration information.

He wore a light pink baseball cap askew on his head, and was wearing a light gray sportswear.Many club recruits were sending leaflets to him, but Qiu Chi didn't reach out to take them, just stood there smiling and talking to them.

With his mobile phone in his hand, he was probably scanning and adding the WeChat accounts of those classmates or recruiting new groups for clubs.

Pan Wei asked Ji Qingyan: "Aren't you two in the same class? You should be the same age as us, right? Why do you report with the freshmen?"

Ji Qingyan didn't find it strange at all. Qiu Chi was already approaching the college entrance examination when his father took him away. If he went to other cities, he could only re-register with the next one. Now he will naturally be one level lower than them, probably because of the first year of research. admission.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but he has gone out these two times since he came to Shanghai, and met Qiu Chi both times.Is Qiu Chi coming to Fudan to study for graduate school?In the writer's bookstore that day, he didn't mention this matter at all.

Before Ji Qingyan could think about it, he saw a boy running from behind Qiu Chi. He was extremely tall, even a little taller than Qiu Chi.He was wearing a racerback vest, black overalls, and a cardigan jacket around his waist. His eyes looked like he had just put on makeup and hadn't taken it off.

The boy rushed over from behind him, put his arm on Qiu Chi's shoulder, and pulled him into his arms.

"Damn!" Ji Qingyan cursed directly this time.

Where do you put your hands? ! !