The whole world wants me to study

The 26th of the twelfth lunar month of the lunar calendar, the fourteenth of February in the Gregorian calendar.

When it comes to the Spring Festival, everyone can't help but focus on the lunar calendar, and can't wait to celebrate the New Year.

They were a team of single dogs who were tortured by the college entrance examination. No one thought that today was actually Valentine's Day.

As soon as Lao Zhang finished speaking, everyone dispersed, and went back to the dormitory in twos and threes to pack their things.

Xie Jing and Shen Yanqing were no exception.

Futon beds are provided by the school where classes are held. They only brought toiletries and a few changes of clothes, and they are almost ready after tidying up.

At the end of winter, it was still dark early, around six o'clock, the night had already fallen, and Lao Zhang was yelling to get in the car quickly. After Xie Jing and Shen Yanqing greeted everyone, they went out through the gate.

The location of this high school is very good. It is located in the city center. As soon as you go out, you will see a wide road. Because it is almost the Chinese New Year, there is a red Chinese knot hanging under the street lamps. The middle is empty, plastic, and there are lights inside. At this time The lights inside have been turned on, revealing the red shell outside. At a glance, it is bright red, which is very festive.

Shen Yanqing held Xie Jing's hand, and strolled leisurely by the side of the road.

It has been the beginning of spring a few days ago, and the coldest time has passed, but Shen Yanqing's palms are still warm and dry.

Going a few steps forward, the largest commercial square in Los Angeles is next to the road. At this time, the square is brightly lit, and there are two circles of bright lights hanging on a tall pillar in the center.

The two festivals are mixed together, the entrance is full of messy small stalls, firecrackers are not allowed in the urban area, there are no fireworks and firecrackers here, there are one or two sellers of Spring Festival couplets in the middle, and there are one or two sellers of flowers. Various food stalls and toy stalls.

The square is full of couples and children running around, and there are a group of old ladies in the corner, and they still don’t forget to dance in the square in winter.

As soon as Shen Yanqing came in, he was attracted by a small stall, and grabbed Xie Jing's hand to pull him over.

Surrounded by the stall were children who were not as tall as the working table. They stretched their necks and stared eagerly at a small circular opening in the middle. The marshmallows are ready.

Not to mention, it should look delicious.

But the two of them, 1.8 meters tall, stand out among a group of children who are not as tall as a table.

A little boy inside took the piggy-shaped cotton candy from the stall owner, and walked past Xie Jing proudly.

Xie Jing secretly stretched out his hand to make a gesture, which was less than his waist height.

Looking at Shen Yanqing next to him who was eager to try, he said in disbelief: "You are fighting for candy with a group of children?"

"Boss, I want a rabbit." Shen Yanqing was not affected by Xie Jing at all, and after explaining to the stall owner quickly, he turned to Xie Jing and said, "Don't you like it?"

It's not that I don't like it, it's just that it's a bit strange to be squeezed among a group of children.

Forget it, who is still a little childish.

The cotton candy for the kid in front was ready soon. The boss cleaned the workbench skillfully and asked without raising his head, "What color rabbit do you want? Pink or blue?"

Xie Jing rushed to answer: "Fans."

"Okay." The boss skillfully sprinkled a few grains of sugar on the operating table, and gradually something like cotton wool floated up on the operating table, and was entangled round and round under the traction of the small wooden stick.

After a while, a ball was formed, and the boss made two long strips, which were fixed on it to act as ears.

Shen Yanqing took it, took a bite, and handed it to Xie Jing: "It's quite sweet."

This marshmallow is bigger than Xie Jing's head, just now Shen Yanqing bit it down and accidentally rubbed it on his face, Xie Jing stretched out his hand to help him wipe off the crumbs on his face, before he lowered his head and took a bite at the place where Shen Yanqing bit just now .

Yes, it is indeed quite sweet.

The two continued to move forward, and a human-shaped mushroom floated in front of them.

It was a balloon buyer, and he grabbed a bunch of balloon strings in his hand. Balloons of various colors were floating in the air, squeezed together, like an automatic mushroom head.

Shen Yanqing became restless again, chased after him, and brought back a balloon from the peddler.

Xie Jing looked at him: "Why are you like a child, wanting to buy everything you see."

Shen Yanqing didn't explain, took Xie Jing's hand, tied the rope of the balloon to Xie Jing's wrist, and tied a beautiful bowknot. When it was over, he said regretfully, "It's just that there is no light inside."

Xie Jing: "?"

No lights?

Xie Jing finally knew what was wrong.

Just a few months ago, he drank too much, his brain short-circuited, and he went crazy drinking on the street, just like Shen Yanqing now, wanting to sell everything he saw.

The hydrogen balloon with the small colored lights in the middle leaked after floating in the dormitory for three days, and Xie Jing mercilessly threw it into the trash can.

Xie Jing now seriously suspects that Shen Yanqing bought it for him.

In fact, I can't say how much I like it. Maybe at that time, he just happened to be attracted by this thing.

Xie Jing probably wanted it when he saw it when he was a child, but Fang Wanzhou would not buy him such a childish thing.

When I grow up, I don't really feel anything.

Now someone remembers it in his heart again, and everything is given to him.

Xie Jing pulled the hydrogen balloon down, and pine the hydrogen balloon to float up again.

"Brother! Brother! Buy a flower?"

The little girl wore playful shofar braids, held two wrapped roses in her hand, and looked up at Xie Jing expectantly.

On special days, there are flower stalls everywhere on the ground and steps of the square.

There are also many such active door-to-door sales.

Xie Jing squatted down, touched the little girl's forehead, and asked softly: "Buy, how much is a flower?"

The little girl said crisply: "Fifteen and one."

Xie Jing counted 15 yuan from his wallet and gave it to him. In exchange for a red rose, the transparent wrapping paper was still very fresh. The delicate petals stretched wantonly, and the dewdrops could be seen faintly, although he didn't know Was it artificially sprinkled?

The little girl took the money and bounced away.

Xie Jing stood up and handed the rose in his hand to Shen Yanqing: "Happy Valentine's Day, fiancee."

The place where the two of them were standing was not very bright, the dim lights kept flickering on Xie Jing's face, making his smiling eyes like the brightest stars in the dark night.

Shen Yanqing's Adam's apple moved slightly, he stretched out his hand to wrap around Xie Jing's waist, and leaned in front of him, breathing intertwined in an instant.

In the ears are the cheerful nursery rhymes of the merry-go-round in the square, as well as the sound of the square dance sound audition intermittently, and there are human voices coming and going.

Shen Yanqing didn't kiss her.

Xie Jing bent the corners of his eyes, and gently leaned forward, covering Shen Yanqing's trembling lips.

Some people stop, some people leave, on this day when the sky is full of pink bubbles, nothing is so unusual.

The hydrogen balloon wrapped around Xie Jing's wrist dispersed at some point, and slowly drifted upwards, flying into the boundless night sky.

By the time Xie Jing found out, the hydrogen balloon had long since disappeared.

Shen Yanqing scanned the square: "Just buy another one."

"Forget it," Xie Jing jumped onto Shen Yanqing's back, "I can't walk anymore."

With his back on his back, Shen Yanqing said, "Where do you want to go?"

Xie Jing thought for a while and said, "Go home."

Back to the place where it was just the two of them.

The last bus from Luocheng to Yangcheng is at [-]pm. They went to the dormitory to pick up things, just in time to catch up. When they got home, it was almost ten o'clock. The only lively place is already on holiday, and the whole land is quiet and serene.

Xie Jing came out of the shower and found that Shen Yanqing had already changed the sheets and quilts, and there was no one living there for a week, so a lot of dust had fallen.

Shen Yanqing sat by the bed, looked up at Xie Jing, and said with a smile: "Little fiancé, do you need a sense of ritual for Valentine's Day?"

Xie Jing didn't speak, walked over and sat on Shen Yanqing's lap, bowed his head and kissed him.

The heads of the people who were heated by the heater in the room were swollen, and they didn't wear a few clothes, and they were gone in a blink of an eye.

Xie Jing really wanted to swear, he was a little bloated, a little hurt, and a little bit wronged, the heating came from all directions around him, making him a little unconscious.

Shen Yanqing lowered his head and gently kissed away the tear stains on the corners of Xie Jingfa's red eyes, and said in a low voice: "Be good, baby, just wait."

Xie Jing thought in a daze, you liar.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand to grab the bed sheet under him. That hand tightly gripped the bed sheet under him, forming a tangled wrinkle. His five fingers were stiff and straight, and he could clearly see the protruding joints on it, as well as the paleness. Small blood vessels under the skin.After a while, this hand was covered by the other hand, and they were clasped together, like a silent comfort, so it gradually eased, calmed down, and fell quietly.

……

Shen Yanqing woke up early in the morning, and opened his eyes to see Xie Jing lying quietly on his side, still not awake.

Today is a fine weather, the indoor lighting is good, Xie Jing's white skin seems to be translucent and glowing, and his hair is still a bit messy from sleeping, hanging on his forehead.

Shen Yanqing silently said good morning, tiptoed off the bed, opened the door and went out.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the community had just woken up from a deep sleep. There were many old men strolling by the side of the road downstairs, and Shen Yanqing was standing in the kitchen making porridge.

Just as the pot over there was put into the rice cooker, the phone on the table started vibrating crazily.

It's Ms. Wu calling.

As soon as the connection was made, Ms. Wu said angrily, "You little brat hasn't come home yet! Look at what day it is today. Tomorrow will be Chinese New Year. Do you know?"

Shen Yanqing explained: "I just had a holiday yesterday, so I didn't make it in time."

Ms. Wu calmed down her anger a little, and then said: "Hurry up, Lao Shen and I have packed up and are going to leave today."

Shen Yanqing said again: "I want to bring a friend back to our house for the New Year."

Ms. Wu said impatiently: "Oh, oh, I see, Xiao Xie, right? Why are you so wordy? Hurry up and pack up your things, and you're about to leave."

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