serious about love

Yan Hao also felt that Jiang Mu was being coquettish and boring.

And he will tease him secretly.

Everything has a strong "Jiang Muxing style" color, including those times when he was pampered.

Jiang Muxing is typically indifferent on the outside and very emotional on the inside, but you can't see it on the surface. It takes time to explore the clues and find the rules, and you will find that everything has traces to follow.

Yan Hao accepts all the changes made by Jiang Muxing, and likes them, and even looks forward to them, but does not force them.

After Jiang Muxing became a lover, gradually became wanton and passionate little by little, or remained indifferent and indifferent, it doesn't matter, as long as it is his, covered with the stamp of a good boyfriend, it will always belong to him alone .

-

The snow kept flying, and the night scene became more and more silvery.

After eating watermelon, he took the time to do the questions. He sighed after finishing part of it: "The college entrance examination is over, I'm going to throw away all the books, no, tear them up."

"I don't ever want to see them again in my life."

Yanhao rubbed her sore neck and repeated emphatically: "I don't want to watch it again in my life."

From the side, Jiang Muxing gave him a cover for the wrong notebook: "Is it so painful?"

"It's torture, torment."

Yan Hao's eyes were poked by hair, he found a rubber band to tie his bangs up: "I want to hurry up the college entrance examination, I wish I could enter the examination room tomorrow morning, but I am afraid that I am not prepared enough, A University, the top school in China, I feel like I’m not good enough right now.”

Jiang Muxing stated: "It's far away."

Yanhao frowned pretending to be angry: "Aren't you afraid that I'll cry for you if you hit my self-confidence like this?"

Jiang Muxing stopped what he was doing and turned his head to him.

Yanhao looked at Jiang Muxing, felt that the heat in his eyes was abnormal for a moment, and couldn't help but make a strange guess in his heart: "You don't like to watch me cry, do you?"

Jiang Muxing continued to wrap the wrapper without saying a word.

Not denying is tantamount to admitting.

Yanhao leaned into his ear excitedly, and murmured softly: "Jiang Muxing, you are a little perverted."

He laughed in the next second: "I am also perverted, we are destined to be a one-pot meal."

Jiang Muxing said in a low voice: "Sit down."

"Okay." Yan Hao crossed his legs and sat on his lap.

Jiang Muxing: "..."

-

"I saw an article today saying that the third year of high school is the best time in my life."

Yanhao held Jiang Muxing's face in his hands, lovingly stroking his distinct and three-dimensional lines: "Mr. Xiao Jiang, tell me, where is the beauty in the third year of high school?"

Jiang Muxing really analyzed it to him: "The beauty of senior three lies in three o'clock."

"One, go forward bravely after chasing dreams, two, vigorous energy, and three, youth itself is the definition of beauty."

Yanhao had the illusion that he was in class, no, it wasn't an illusion, he touched Jiang Muxing's tall nose: "Although what you said makes sense, let's pass the best time, I think university is the best, free and Time to play."

"Play?"

Jiang Muxing raised his eyebrows: "When you go to college, you will find that high school is the time you want to go back the most."

"It's as if you're thirty or forty years old." Yanhao curled her lips, "Forget it, your high school is different from the high school of our ordinary people, what's the point of me communicating with you, a god of learning, the two of us There are barriers."

He drew a few times with both hands: "Barrier, do you see it?"

Jiang Muxing said, "What you drew is a polygon."

"..." This is the point?

Yanhao remembered something, and pressed Jiang Muxing's forehead and asked, "If I thought it was ordinary and didn't like it when we went to visit University A, then what would you do?"

Jiang Muxing put his arms around his waist: "I refuse to answer this hypothesis."

Yanhao twitched her lips, put her arms around his neck, and shook her coquettishly: "I'm curious, tell me."

Jiang Muxing said for a while, "Let it be."

Yanhao stared at Jiang Muxing without success: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Muxing half closed his eyes: "literally."

Yan couldn't see clearly what was in his eyes, so she reached out to brush his thick and long eyelashes: "So you want to send me away?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Muxing kissed her.

Yan Hao immediately lied in his arms trembling all over, and lost her mind to worry about what if.

In the words just now, Yan Hao panicked.

Those textbooks, reference books, and papers in the third year of high school almost all have Jiang Muxing's notes. After the college entrance examination, he will not tear them up.

For Yanhao, high school is both a purgatory and a paradise. He will miss it, but he doesn't want to stay in this time for the rest of his life.

Because although graduation is a turning point and a fork in the road, Yan Hao and Jiang Muxing will not be separated, and they will walk hand in hand to the next journey.

With Jiang Muxing in the future, everything will be colorful.

-

When Jiang Muxing was explaining the test questions to Yanhao, he suddenly received a call from Huang Xu asking them to have dinner.

The appointment for this meal was very delicate, I didn't say hello at all before, the place was inappropriate, and the time was even more inappropriate.

Yan Hao took a taxi with Jiang Muxing.

On a snowy day, the traffic was congested, walking for a while and stopping for a while, Jiang Muxing suffered a serious crime, and vomited as soon as he got out of the car.

Yan Hao squatted down and patted him on the back, feeling extremely distressed.

After Jiang Muxing finished rinsing his mouth, he closed the lid of the thermos cup and got up: "Give it to me."

Yan Hao took off the bag on his back: "Let's go back and take the subway, and then change to the bus after that, it's like two stops."

Jiang Muxing put the thermos cup into the side pocket of the backpack: "Don't mention this to me yet."

"..."

Yan Hao caught a glimpse of something and was taken aback: "Isn't that Brother Xu?"

Jiang Muxing followed his line of sight.

Huang Xu squatted on the side of the road not far away, listening to a wandering singer, listening with gusto.

Yanhao was a little strange: "Why didn't Brother Xu wait for us at the hot pot restaurant?"

Jiang Mu lined up his eyebrows, thoughtfully.

The snowflakes did not know when they became smaller and denser, forcibly giving every passerby a cold hug.

Huang Xu squatted there, holding his legs with his hands, and resting his chin on his arms, looking like a lonely child.

Yanhao has never seen Brother Xu like this before. In his impression, he is a very masculine and happy person. There is a sense of disobedience in his heart, and he feels that something is wrong, so he can't help but turn his head and ask Jiang Muxing: "What did you do with Brother Xu recently?" Is there a connection?"

Jiang Muxing shook his head.

Yan Hao caught the water on Huang Xu's face, it didn't look like snowflakes had melted, his eyelids jumped suddenly, and he subconsciously grabbed Jiang Muxing's sleeve: "Did Brother Xu quarrel with his girlfriend? "

Jiang Muxing said in a low voice, "I don't know."

"Let's be more careful when we talk later." Yan Hao raised his hand and waved, "Brother Xu!"

Huang Xu looked at them.

The original blond hair was dyed black, and he didn't wear the silver earrings. He was not wearing the punk style that is often worn in bars, but a black jacket and jeans, which fit his early twenties.

Yan Hao had a bad premonition that lingered strongly in his heart, something happened to Brother Xu.

I just don't know if it's related to his love or family affection.

-

At this point, there are still a lot of people in the store, it is noisy, and there is a delicious smell wafting around.

The snow makes the hot pot very attractive and lovely.

The location is easy to choose, even the bottom of the pot and the dishes are ordered by him.

Jiang Muxing didn't know what he was thinking, and sat down without saying a word. Huang Xu was so casual that he almost got those two words engraved on his face.

Yan Hao crossed her legs and trembled, clasped her fingers, scratched her face, making small movements one after another.

"Xiao Hao, during the summer vacation, I gave Xiao Jiang two reference books, about physics, according to your current stage, you should already be doing it, right?"

Yan Hao nodded: "I'm doing it."

"Brother Xu, you're pretty good at drawing."

"It's all blind painting."

Huang Xu's eyes were full of memories. At that time, when he was sleepy while writing the questions, he would draw food, clothing and things in the information book, and draw whatever came to mind.

Time flies too fast, and in a blink of an eye, it is several years ago to memorize the exam.

The waiter came over with a catering trolley and put all the dishes into the pot: "Brother Xu, do you eat spicy food?"

Huang Xu propped his head lazily: "You can just take care of the one next to you, I don't care."

Yanhao blushed, and he touched Jiang Muxing with his foot: "Can you eat crab sticks?"

Jiang Muxing: "You can eat it or not."

"..."

Yan Hao put a few crab sticks into the white soup and picked up a plate of shrimp slippery.

Jiang Muxing said, "I'll come."

The banquet was given to him as soon as he changed hands, it was very natural and intimate, and it was revealed inadvertently.

Huang Xu saw it in his eyes: "The encouragement teaching is very successful."

Yan Hao didn't hear clearly: "What teaching?"

Jiang Muxing gave Huang Xu a warning look, and brought the broken corn juice to Yanhao: "You drink this."

Yan Hao wanted to speak, but suddenly found something, and opened his eyes slightly.

There is a chain on Huang Xu's wrist, a couple's model, which is gone now.

Yanhao thought about it and asked, "Brother Xu, you and Sister Xing..."

Huang Xu replied with two words: "It's gone."

Yan Hao heard the words and immediately stood up: "It's gone?"

After realizing that he reacted angrily, he sat back in embarrassment, with an unconcealable shock on his face.

It is normal and common to fall in love and separate and combine, and to separate and separate.

The reason why Yan Hao was so surprised was that the scene at the beach was so deep in his memory.

Huang Xu played the guitar and sang a song he wrote, and his girlfriend Chen Xing accompanied him in the dance.

Like a fairy couple.

It has been seven years, and the two have spent their youthful years together. One has already entered the society, and the other is about to graduate from college and is on the road to marriage.

Yan Hao thought that they would be able to drink their wedding wine within two or three years, so why did they break up?

-

The atmosphere on the table was oppressive.

The red soup and white soup in the pot are boiling, and the fragrance is overflowing.

No one moved their chopsticks.

"You two eat."

Huang Xu was like a big brother, using a colander to scoop up the red soup pot: "Winter melon is about to rot, my dear, may I get you some?"

Yanhao took a bowl to pick up the winter melon, glanced at Jiang Muxing from the corner of her eye, and found that he didn't know, just as surprised as herself, so she turned her gaze to Huang Xu.

Huang Xu didn't exude a negative and decadent atmosphere, and he couldn't tell how much he was hurt in his heart. On the surface, his emotions were well controlled.

It's been a while since we broke up.

Tonight's meal is not Huang Xu's drink to relieve his worries, but another purpose.

Yan really wanted to ask, but felt that it was not easy to open his mouth. He was struggling, and Jiang Muxing asked.

"what happened?"

Huang Xu took a quail egg and dipped it in the seasoning: "What else can happen if we break up, it's just the end."

Jiang Muxing looked at him: "Isn't it good at University A in early July?"

"So what, there are many variables in life, tomorrow or the accident, you don't know which will come first, who can guarantee that a couple will fall in love this month and continue to love next month?"

Huang Xu ate the quail eggs, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I'm sorry, I didn't scare you two, and I didn't intend to convey any negative emotions."

"This love affair has its own results, and you two are you two."

Yan Hao bowed his head to eat wax gourd.

Jiang Muxing didn't even pick up his chopsticks, and frowned at Huang Xu.

Huang Xu grabbed a bowl of vegetables and ate them, then leaned back in his chair and drank a few sips of fruit wine.

"At the end of August, Chen Qing accompanied her roommate to an audition for a stage play. The director asked her to try it too, and she did. She entered the group with her roommate."

Yan Hao quickly bit off a small half of winter melon and looked up.

Jiang Muxing couldn't see his expression.

"Chen Qing broke up with me in October. She fell in love with the etiquette director of the stage play, a teacher from the Drama Academy."

Huang Xu stroked his hair lazily a few times: "It is said that it can resonate."

"I thought about it, dancing and singing are both arts, they belong to the same family, but they are just neighbors, they have walls."

-

The banquet was so good that I was taken aback for a while. In June, Jiang Muxing said that the relationship between brother Xu and his girlfriend was very stable.

The July Banquet has seen it with my own eyes, and it is indeed very loving.

They parted ways in October.

Yan Hao's stomach is a little cramped, two people live in the same field, do they have to be in the same place?Can't each have its own industry?

What is resonance?

Brainwave fit?Or a soul touch?

Yan Hao didn't know much about abstract things, he was distracted, and stuffed the mutton in the bowl into his mouth.

Jiang Muxing had just fished it for him, so it was too late to stop him.

The banquet was so hot that he spit out the mutton and jumped up, his movements were too large, knocking down the seasoning on the table.

It's a mess.

Yan Hao hurriedly said hello and went to the bathroom.

Jiang Muxing strode in and said, "Did your leg hit the corner of the table?"

Yanhao turned on the faucet to wash off the condiments on his hands, hanging eyes and lying absent-mindedly: "No knock."

Jiang Muxing squatted down, making a gesture to pinch his leg.

Yanhao also squatted down, stared at Jiang Muxing, and said something vaguely.

"I want to apply for the same major as you in the university."

Jiang Muxing was slightly taken aback.

Yan Hao trapped him with an extremely paranoid look: "Is that okay?"

Jiang Muxing's voice was hoarse: "Okay."