Qianli Jiangling

During the period in late August, it was as fast as a time accelerator.

It hasn't rained these days, and the whole city is shrouded in scorching heat. The air conditioners in the outer room are roaring collectively, and the place exposed to the sun is empty.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the classroom is very low, but because the walls of the teaching building are scorched by the scorching sun, and there are so many students, there is still a layer of heat in the classroom.

Jiang Li held the 18-point math test paper that had just been handed out, walked from the last row to the first row, and reached out to pat Xueba Jiang Yan's deskmate, who immediately understood and offered to go out to the bathroom.

Jiang Li spread the papers on the desk, tilted his head and said, "Yan, the average score of our class in the August monthly test has improved a lot, right? I scored 8 last time, and this time I got 18 points, which is a full improvement of 10 points." point."

He said it as if he could apply for Tsinghua University and Peking University tomorrow.

Jiang Yan cut the ponytail into a girly bob in order to sprint for the third year of high school.

But because his face has always been expressionless, his eyes have long revealed a sense of laziness and world-weariness, which makes him not easy to get close to.

Her voice was chilly: "Then you are awesome."

Jiang Li was shameless, put the bottle of Anmuxi yogurt in his right hand on Jiang Yan's desk, moved closer, and asked, "Yan, I can memorize all the junior high school math formulas you asked me to memorize last week, how can I do that?" up by ten?"

Jiang Yan was speechless.

After memorizing the formulas in junior high school, it is already a huge improvement to be able to add ten points in the monthly mathematics test of the third year of high school.

She glanced at the monthly exam papers in Jiangli, took out the math book for the first year of high school that she had kept on the table, flipped through it to find a few question types, and said, "Looking at these question types this week, the sample questions are more understandable." Do it a few times, and then show me some exercises after class."

"Okay!" Jiang Li waited for these few words, held the test paper, embraced Jiang Yan's high school textbook, and went back to the last row.

Although he is a scumbag, he also understands the importance of time.

Learning mathematics is like playing snooker. Repeatedly pondering alone will not have any significant effect.

You have to learn from a teacher, meet a master like Sheng Qianling, and make a training plan specifically for yourself, so that you can make the biggest leap in the shortest time.

Jiang Li knew that Jiang Yan was a master like Sheng Qianling.

She is obsessed with her studies, and she always has a sense of class honor in her heart. She doesn't want her class to always be at the bottom of the grade ranking.

So every time Jiang Li went to ask her questions, although Jiang Yan always had a cold and arrogant look of being indifferent, but every time he spoke to Jiang Li in the most easy-to-understand language.

Not only that, Jiang Yan also specially read Jiang Li's test papers, knowing where his foundation was weak, so he easily extracted important knowledge points from his own learning, and let Jiang Li go to make up for it.

After only ten days of supplementary work, Jiang Li scored 8 points in his mathematics test from 18 points, which made him extremely excited.

Completely forget about the total score of 150 in mathematics.

After returning to his seat, his deskmate Chen Shushu raised his head, glanced at Jiang Li, and quickly lowered his head to secretly play games with his mobile phone.

Within two seconds, Chen Shushu suddenly said, "Brother Li, why are you in a bad mood?"

Jiang Li slowly turned his head: "?"

Chen Shushu never took his eyes off the phone screen, and continued to explain: "Mathematics has made such great progress, why are you still making such a bad face?"

Jiang Li: "..."

Chen Shushu and Jiang Li have played together for so long, and he is very good at interpreting Jiang Li's micro expressions.

Jiang Li knew that he couldn't refute it, but he asked back, "Have you ever seen such an excited face?"

Chen Shushu pierced it mercilessly: "Ah, it's just a boy with a smirk."

Jiang Li's face was indeed a kind of psychologically suggestive excitement, which shattered at the first touch, and did not last long.

No matter how much he focused on the results of this monthly exam, it couldn't change the fact that Sheng Qianling would leave Wuhan and return to Beijing tomorrow.

The day finally came.

Jiang Li thought.

When he deliberately avoided thinking about the separation, the separation came faster than ever before.

It seems that Sheng Qianling and Sheng Qianling haven't been together for a long time. The appearance of Sheng Qianling walking into Time Billiards wearing sunglasses and carrying a cue is still as clear as yesterday, and it's time for them to really separate the two places from now on.

From March to September.

It can even be called a flick of a finger.

However, every day starting from September will become extremely long, longer than the endless time.

In Hanjiang Jingyuan, Sheng Qianling put the suitcase on the coffee table in the living room, and checked for the last time if there was anything missing.

When he came, he didn't have many things, but when he left, he packed up a box unconsciously.

In the corner of the box was the belt that Jiang Li had given him. It was well rolled up and wrapped in the original carton. It had not been opened and used.

The little golden retriever puppy pendant was solemnly put into the mesh bag of the box lid, together with important items such as earphones and charging cables.

In the middle are neatly folded summer clothes, mostly shirts, and some short-sleeved ones used as pajamas.

One of the black short sleeves with a white pattern on the chest was missing. I don't know if Sheng Qianling didn't notice it or didn't take it to heart.

Jiang Li stood quietly by the dining table, his eyes lowered to Sheng Qianling's suitcase.

A bitterness that was hard to ignore and indescribable quietly rolled up in my heart.

At this moment, Sheng Qianling raised his eyes and asked him: "There should be nothing you forgot."

The two stood facing each other, Jiang Li's skin was pale, a degree paler than usual.His black hair grew back a little longer, and he lazily covered his eyelids, and unconsciously pursed his straight lips every few seconds.

He said, "There is more."

Sheng Qianling stopped packing the boxes, looked at him, and asked, "What else?"

Jiang Li walked up to Sheng Qianling in a few steps, stretched out his arm and passed it around Sheng Qianling's waist, rested his head on his shoulder, and said subduedly, "There's me."

Sheng Qianling was silent.

He reached out and hugged Jiang Li's waist.

His hand rubbed Jiang Li's thin back a few times, then slowly slid down to Jiang Li's waist.

Jiang Li's waist is very thin, and when Huanhuan is held, it feels very good in the hand.Although it is not as good as the hip, Sheng Qianling also likes it very much.

Jiang Li buried his entire face in Sheng Qianling's chest, and said breathlessly, "Brother Ling, take me away."

Knowing that it was an impossible wish, and knowing that it would be hard for both of them to say so, Jiang Li was willful and straightforward to express his reluctance.

Not knowing the date of the reunion and the difference really made him flustered.

Sheng Qianling held Jiang Li in his arms, and raised one hand to stroke the soft hair on the back of his head.

Sheng Qianling said, "Lili, I will miss you."

Jiang Li raised his face and kissed Sheng Qianling with his eyes closed.

The other party kissed back quickly, and the two hugged each other, licking and kissing each other, making a lingering sound of water.

Jiang Li knew that every minute and every second now was a countdown.

They reached an agreement the night before that Jiang Li would only send Sheng Qianling to a taxi at the gate of Jingyuan, and could not send Sheng Qianling to the airport to see him off.

Jiang Li was halfway through the kiss, and suddenly took a step back, distanced himself from Sheng Qianling, collected himself, suppressed the endless soreness and bitterness in his chest, and said, "Brother Ling, let's go."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to close the box for Sheng Qianling, then stood the box on the ground, held the lever, and did not forget to pick up the cue box that had been lying quietly aside.

Jiang Li had already returned the extensions in the club case.

He didn't hide his selfishness at all, hoping that every time Sheng Qianling opened the rod box and saw the extension handle, he would think of the erotic scene he did and think about him a lot.

But at this moment, as if he was in a hurry to complete some task, he pushed and pushed Sheng Qianling, hoping that he would leave quickly.

Sheng Qianling still hadn't finished speaking, so he opened his mouth to discuss with him: "Lili, I—"

Uncharacteristically, Jiang Li became angry and roared softly, "Hurry up, or it will be too late!"

Sheng Qianling had no choice but to swallow the words in his mouth, and touched Jiang Li's hair helplessly.

The curtains on the balcony were drawn, and the room was dimmed.

The crystal lamps, air conditioners, and Barbie dolls that had witnessed the crazy love of teenagers fell into the darkness, watching them go away silently.

Coming down from Building No. 3, Jiang Li was always eager.

He walked quickly, dragging the box all the way to the door.

Sheng Qianling fell two steps behind him, staring deeply at Jiang Li's back, feeling stuck in his throat, but couldn't say goodbye.

Summer in Wuhan is from May to October.

It's only early September, and the temperature is still ridiculously high.The locals are used to the long summer, and they hurried through the shade of Osmanthus osmanthus one by one.

Jiang Li stood at the gate of the community and stopped a taxi for Sheng Qianling.

Sheng Qianling stood aside silently, watching Jiang Li open the trunk and put his suitcase in it.He also saw him open the back seat and carefully put the pool cue box horizontally.

Finally, Jiang Li opened the co-pilot's door and urged Sheng Qianling with red eyes: "Brother Ling, hurry up, you can't park here."

In fact, he didn't know whether he could park here or not, and whether points would be deducted.

It's just that he had to find a strong reason to quickly send Sheng Qianling out of his sight.

Sheng Qianling stepped forward again, trying to have a last few words with Jiang Li.

Jiang Li grabbed his hand, pushed him into the co-pilot, and said, "Master, he is going to Tianhe Airport!"

Sheng Qianling had no choice but to bend down and get into the car, his eyes fixed on Jiang Li's face.

Jiang Li's eye sockets were reddish, and there was a slight layer of moisture in his eyes.For the first time, the pair of peach blossom eyes are not so bright and charming, but they look full of brokenness due to the floating moisture.

Sheng Qianling was very distressed, thinking about the possibility of changing the ticket and staying for another day.

And Jiang Li was afraid that he would change his mind because of himself, so he kept holding back his tears and raced against time to send him to the car.

bang.

The car door closed, and Jiang Li turned around and left.

The taxi quickly entered the traffic flow, and after merging, it staggered with the bus and merged into the main road.

Sheng Qianling stared closely at the rearview mirror, looking at the Jiangli that kept going away, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Until he couldn't see the little figure in the river anymore, Sheng Qianling took out his mobile phone and quickly sent him a message: "Baby, don't cry, we will meet again soon."

Jiang Li had already found a long-abandoned alley next to Jingyuan, and when no one was passing by, he let his tears flow.

He didn't really want to cry.

He clearly knew that Sheng Qianling was going to leave, and he also knew that it was this day, and he had prepared himself for so long, thinking that he could calmly face the fact of separation, but he didn't expect that it would still be so uncomfortable.

He even wanted to run after the car stupidly, just like on TV, he followed Sheng Qianling desperately, chased Sheng Qianling back, and then dragged him to the bed with all his strength to fight.

But he can't.

Sheng Qianling is going to a bright tomorrow.

He can't be the kite string that binds him, he can only let him fly high.

The author says:

Woooooo baby don't cry.