longing for

The [-] holiday passed quickly. On the day Song Zongyan returned to Beijing, Song’s mother sent her to the airport. Maybe she was afraid that she would be seen if she was too close. He jumped up and typed: "That You Jingwen is still Wen Jing, is he going to school with you?"

Song Zongyan was about to board the plane when his cell phone rang. After reading the message, he glanced at the girl next to him, without concealing it: "Yeah."

"Smile/Don't be too courteous to others, it's not good to be misunderstood." Wen Qiu replied.

Song Zongyan said, "Why should I be courteous to her?"

Although it was a question, Wen Qiu was quite satisfied with the answer, and turned off the phone after paying attention to the safe journey.

After that, they basically met once a month, when Wen Qiu went to Beijing, or Song Zongyan came back.

Wen Qiu, as a local snake, skipped unimportant public classes if he could, and had more free time than Song Zongyan, so he usually went to Beijing mostly.

During the period, Mother Song happened to drive by University A twice, and even came to visit Wenqiu, bringing some snacks and refreshments, which made Wenqiu flattered every time.Occasionally, she said worriedly: "If your mother knows that I abducted her son, let alone give me food, it will be fine if you don't beat me to death."

"She never beats anyone," Song Zongyan replied.

Wen Qiu: "..."

The rainy season was coming, and the temperature dropped sharply before the winter solstice. Wen Qiu started to have a high fever after a trip to Beijing, and fell ill repeatedly for a week.He lay in the dormitory wrapped in a quilt and complained to Song Zongyan remotely, saying that the place in Beijing might not suit him, and every time he went there, he would either have allergies or a high fever.

Zhang Fengyang learned that he was seriously ill, so he came to express his condolences with food.But the patient was picky, saying that he would neither eat sweet porridge nor salty porridge.

Zhang Fengyang weathered: "Then what kind of porridge do you eat?"

"Porridge." He didn't like porridge at all.

Zhang Fengyang touched his forehead: "Is it still burning?"

"39 degrees." Wen Qiu said.

"Can you go downstairs and cook by yourself?"

"No."

"Then you don't have to choose." Zhang Fengyang touched a stool and sat down, and put two servings of porridge on the table, "I know you are difficult to deal with, so I bought two different ones."

Wen Qiu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on a coat, and picked out some porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat.Zhang Fengyang automatically picked up another portion and started eating.

Wen Qiu lost his appetite after a few mouthfuls, Zhang Fengyang pretended to sigh: "We are not Song Zongyan, I don't know you that well."

Wen Qiu was surprised: "What do you mean?"

"Song Zongyan knows what you like to eat and what you don't like just by looking at him. Do you remember when we went to BBQ in the wild in the summer vacation of our first year of high school? He even knew how ripe and how much cumin pepper you should eat on skewers. The boyfriend is afraid You can't be considerate. You say you, and finally found someone like Sun Shilou, it must be unreliable..."

He stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, and looked at his expression: "Chu Wenxin said that you broke up with Sun Shilou, is it true?"

"Your relationship with Chu Wenxin is not as bad as you make it out to be." Wen Qiu doubted the two of them, "It's a split."

"No surprise." Zhang Fengyang sighed, "Where did we just talk, oh, Song Zongyan. He is more suitable as a boyfriend than Sun Shilou."

Wen Qiu's eyelids twitched, when he knew that he and Song Zongyan were secretly plotting against each other.

In the end, the fellow said sadly: "I don't know if Xia Yunjiao will succeed with him, Song Zongyan should be quite reliable as a boyfriend, and a goddess is not a flower stuck in cow dung."

Zhang Fengyang thought about Xia Yunjiao, but his thoughts were too short, and he quickly retreated knowingly.

Wen Qiu: "..."

The mobile phone next to the table has not received Song Zongyan's message, Wen Qiu turned the mobile phone on and off.

I don't know when they started to get busy.University is no better than middle school, where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, no matter how talented you are, there are still others.Wen Qiu was fine, he didn't care about his studies at all, and he didn't want to make a big splash in school, so it might be a good thing to be able to stand out from everyone.But Song Zongyan is not. He has been the proud son of heaven since he was a child, and he lives in the mouths of other parents. The city of Beijing is so big, and there are many talents in a university. He has to work harder and harder than in high school. Participate in countless activities.

The messages from the two parties gradually began to fail to be answered in time, and the topic always lingered on "Have you eaten?" "What did you eat?" "Go to sleep."

They've only been together for five months and they're about to start their burnout period.But five months is not short, and marriage is not considered a flash marriage.

Not long after finishing the porridge, Zhang Fengyang was called away by Chu Wenxin on the phone. The girl bought two boxes of milk, but now she was helpless at the delivery point. Zhang Fengyang said goodbye to Wen Qiu while hurting her.

Wen Qiu cleaned up the table and lay back on the bed. His whole body hurt from the burn, and the breath he exhaled was scalding hot.The phone ding-dong, and Song Zongyan finally replied the message: "Remember to drink antipyretics every four hours."

"Yes, I know." Wen Qiu replied wearily.

The rainy season in early winter came slowly, and the weather was gloomy for several days in a row, and people and quilts were soaked and moldy by the return tide.

After Wen Qiu recovered from his illness, he became a lively hero again. If Song Zongyan hadn't dissuaded him remotely, he would still plan to participate in the winter swimming organized by the school swimming team.

Time moves forward.

About Song Zongyan being pursued, Wen Qiu learned about it from Xia Yunjiao.A few good high school classmates once opened a WeChat group, and the frequency of chatting was quite impressive.That day Xia Yunjiao had just made a fuss in the group when she was asked graciously if the goddess was in a relationship.Many of them are studying in Beijing, and the circle is only that big, and gossip spreads very quickly.

Someone said: "I heard from my friends that Yun Jiao and Song Zongyan are finally together! / Sahua Sahua Sahua"

"Really?"

"Wow! As expected."

"Hahahaha I thought the two of them would be married long ago, it turns out they haven't yet/Funny"

……

This couple seems to be only one short of an announcement to tell the world, so when people hear their gossip, they pop up like dogs with a keen sense of smell.

Xia Yunjiao said slowly, "Not yet, it was a misunderstanding."

"What misunderstanding?" Someone asked, "I heard Xu Tong say that you two are together!"

Xia Yunjiao said, "I'm just doing Song Zongyan a favor, we're not together yet."

Her explanation seems to indicate that she and Song Zongyan are a certainty, but the time has not yet come.

Wen Qiu, who was watching the screen while attending class, couldn't help sending a question mark.Then he hurried to find Song Zongyan, who was probably in class and didn't reply right away.Wen Qiu felt as uncomfortable as a cat's paw scratching his heart.

"That's also the horoscope, it's just a stroke away, speed @宋宗言." There was another unrestrained joke in the group.

Wen Qiu said in his heart, shit, the two of them didn't even swipe, and even swipe.

The group was still lingering on this topic, but Xia Yunjiao stopped talking.Wen Qiu opened the private chat and sent an emoji of knocking on the door.

"?" Xia Yunjiao replied with a question mark, "Can't sit still?"

"What's the situation with you two?" Wen Qiu said bluntly.

"It's nothing. He was chased and beaten. He used me as a shield. A few friends in my school knew about it. It was a misunderstanding from everyone." Xia Yunjiao knew what he was going to ask, and she knew everything, with a hint of showing off , "But the misunderstanding is a misunderstanding, and the relationship is good if you take advantage of the situation, don't you think?"

Wen Qiu looked at this string of words, the back of his head felt dizzy as if someone had hit him with a stick.During the few days when he was tortured by a high fever, Song Zongyan, hundreds of kilometers away, was blossoming.

"Who was he chasing and beating?" Wen Qiu asked.

Half an hour later, Wen Qiu picked up the book with an ugly face and returned to the dormitory during the bell. His roommate chased after him: "Hey, hey, Wen Qiu, aren't you going to eat?"

"Don't eat!"

Song Zongyan was bombarded by Wen Qiu's messages right after class, so he quickly called and asked what's wrong?

"Is that You Jingwen chasing you recently?" Wen Qiu preemptively struck.

Song Zongyan paused, but he didn't expect him to know about it: "Yeah."

"How long has it been? I went to Beijing to look for you last week and you didn't say anything about it."

"I told her that I was in love, but I rejected it, so I didn't tell you." Song Zongyan explained.

"Are you in love with Xia Yunjiao?" Wen Qiu asked coolly.

Song Zongyan frowned: "What do you mean?"

"Go and check the group records first." Wen Qiu hung up the phone snapped.

Song Zongyan blocked all unimportant groups, and Wen Qiu chatted on the top again, so he didn't notice the messages sent by others when he turned on his phone.

There were more than 300 group messages, most of which were nonsense. It took him a long time to find out the crux of the matter, and he couldn't help but feel helpless.I want to type a sentence to explain, but this is more than an hour ago, and his lagging explanation will cause a new wave of gossip and ridicule.I'm afraid it's even more unclear.

Song Zongyan called back the phone and spoke first: "Don't talk, just listen to my explanation first."

Wen Qiu really wanted to reply to him, "I don't listen, I don't listen."

"I have another class later," Song Zongyan added, "let me talk first."

You Jingwen has indeed been chasing Song Zongyan recently. Song Zongyan resolutely refused when the other party expressed his heart for the first time, and said that he was in love.But the girl looked left and right and didn't find that he had close contact with anyone in school, so she concluded that this was just Song Zongyan's excuse, and still pursued him with great fanfare.

No matter how resolutely Song Zongyan refused, it could not stop others from being too hot-headed. He didn't tell Wen Qiu because he thought it was unnecessary, and he had no extra thoughts about You Jingwen, so why bother adding details.

But the details soon came uninvited. That day Xia Yunjiao came to Song Zongyan’s school to find him for dinner. The two hadn’t seen each other for a while. Xia Yunjiao thought that her relationship with Song Zongyan would be smooth after coming to Beijing to go to university, but now it’s going in the opposite direction. The direction of development——Song Zongyan didn't seem to have that meaning at all.

Xia Yunjiao is different from You Jingwen, she likes someone, even if the whole world can see it, she has to put on airs, if Song Zongyan takes the initiative to take a step towards her, she will just wait there.

She passed by Song Zongyan's school that day, and had lunch with a few high school classmates who were also nearby, and Song Zongyan was naturally on the list.This scene happened to be hit by You Jingwen.Girls know girls best, and you can tell whether the other party is an enemy or a friend with just one look.Even if You Jingwen misunderstood the relationship between the two of them, the rest of the students didn't think it was a big deal when they watched the excitement, and felt that Song Zongyan and Xia Yunjiao were a couple, so they also added fuel to the fire.

Song Zongyan didn't even have time to speak, and the misunderstanding spread.

The cold wind from the corner of the playground blew into the neck in clusters, Wen Qiuyou felt suffocated, and sat on the steps to listen to Song Zongyan's explanation.

"That's why I said a long time ago that You Jingwen is interested in you, and you still don't keep a distance."

"We're both classmates, and I haven't crossed the line, and," Song Zongyan said, "I've only known each other for a short time, so I didn't know she would be like this..."

Such a crazy and high-profile pursuit of someone I just met not long ago.

Wen Qiu hates iron for being weak: "You still think that falling in love is a middle school student's house party, and you will blush when you secretly write a love letter."

There is a buddy in Wenqiu's dormitory. The second night after joining a dance club, he hooked up with a girl from the same club, and fell in love three days later.

"I didn't expect it, my fault." Song Zongyan apologized.

Wen Qiu gritted his teeth: "If you were by my side, I would definitely tear you apart."

But Song Zongyan was not there, so he seemed powerless because of the distance even to make a fuss.But he can't show powerlessness, he must always be full of vigor, not afraid of distance, and not timid about the temptation around the other party.

Because it was what Wen Qiu himself said—everything must happen in the present moment, try it, even if they end up with a bad ending, it is still much better than not creating memories at all.

It can be heard that Qiu found that people are greedy.The longer he was with Song Zongyan, the more he liked him, the more he wanted to erode each other inch by inch, the more unbearable the possible separation ending and all the unknowns.

"We'll see you soon." Song Zongyan laughed in a low voice, "The tickets are all booked."

The winter solstice was Wenqiu's birthday, and they found out that they hadn't traveled alone before, so they made a hasty plan last week and decided to gather in Hong Kong on the day of the winter solstice for a short three-and-a-half-day trip to Hong Kong and Macau.

Looking forward to meeting you.Wen Qiu's cold wind blowing for most of the day didn't help Song Zongyan's words, and the depression in his heart dissipated a lot with these words.

When the bell rang, Song Zongyan was about to start class again, so he could only hang up the phone and go back to the classroom.

Wen Qiu stood up to move his frozen body, got up from the steps and walked to the cafeteria.The roommate just came out after dinner, and waved hello from a long distance away: "Why did you go there just now? Holding a mobile phone with such a bad face, did you argue with your girlfriend?"

"Yes." Wen Qiu replied.

"That Beijing girlfriend?" In the same dormitory, I don't look up and I look down, and I know some gossip about the other party.The roommate chuckled, and hooked his shoulders pretending to be old-fashioned, "Oh, someone who came here told you that long-distance relationships are not easy and won't last long."

Wen Qiu made a gesture to kick him: "You have been able to date online for two and a half years, why can't my long-distance relationship last long?"

The phone vibrated, and Song Zongyan secretly sent him a message while he was in class: "Don't be angry."

"I'm not angry." Wen Qiu replied.

"I'm jealous."

He replied several times in a row.

"I'm telling you very seriously, I'm jealous."

His vinegar bottle turned sour that he was almost sour, but Song Zongyan didn't seem to notice it.The other party probably hasn't experienced this sour taste yet.

Song Zongyan doesn't like himself as much as he likes him.