yellow spring blossoms

As usual, I walked to the rental house after I came out of the small garden. Today is later than usual, and there are no people on the road.I trotted all the way with my hands on my shoulders, feeling chilly all over my body.As soon as I entered the corridor, I realized that there was a power outage. The corridor and the elevator were completely dark.Fear of the dark and ghosts, these two problems have not been corrected until now, I thought I could be alone after I went to university, but I still feel scared when I encounter such a situation.

There are green firefly safety lights on both sides of the spare stairs. I remembered the woman who crossed the corridor asking me to give a concert.The sixteenth floor, when can I get there?

Endless stairs, endless roundabouts.I felt out of breath, and felt like a big stone was pressed against my heart. In extreme fear, I crouched on the stairs to rest.However, this is not the worst, because at this moment I heard the sound of footsteps in the corridor, from top to bottom, from far to near.

I felt that the hairs all over my body were standing on end, and I quietly hid in the corner without daring to make a sound. I really couldn't think of anyone coming down from downstairs.

I held my breath, quietly feeling the footsteps that were getting closer and closer to me.

"Ziyan." The footsteps stopped in front of me, and a beam of flashlight shone on my face. I sat still and didn't answer.

"Ziyan...it's okay, I'm here." The man squatted down, put the flashlight on the ground beside him, and lifted my face up.

I looked at the person in front of me blankly, and then wept.

"Ziqing... why are you here? Am I dreaming? Is this a dream or is it real?"

"It's true." Ziqing wiped my tears with her hand. "School sports meeting, I asked for leave and came to see you."

"You're not here, what about the 800m champion...?" I pouted, not knowing where the grievance came from.

"You should ask me what to do when I'm not here." Ziqing sighed, took my backpack, took my wrist, and walked up. "It's already on the twelfth floor, and we'll be there soon."

Ziqing entered the room, looked at the layout of the room by the moonlight, and asked, "Do you have a roommate?"

I frowned and smiled bitterly: "No."

Yeah... How could I possibly have a roommate.

"If only I were as old as you." Ziqing looked at my face with worry on his brows. "I can always be your roommate, and you won't be alone."

"I'm fine like this. I fall asleep after playing computer games at night, and I'm not afraid of disturbing others."

"Still playing all night, watch your eyes."

Although Ziqing is two years younger than me, as long as I am with her, I always feel controlled by her. Since I was a child, I have wondered more than once whether my identities with her are reversed.However, in her sentence [idiot, it is true that you lived two years longer than me. ] I finally gave up on my fantasy.

I just chatted with Ziqing on the sofa for a while when the call came.Under the dim incandescent light, Ziqing was dressed in simple attire, white T-shirt, jeans, canvas shoes, and a single ponytail.She is a little thinner than before I went to college, but she still looks familiar.

"Eat some instant noodles every day." Ziqing glanced at the trash can from the corner of his eye. "Isn't your cooking delicious? Why not?"

"For yourself, just eat whatever you want."

"I know." Ziqing sighed, and took out steamed buns and several cans from the backpack. "Mom steamed the steamed buns, and there are beef jerky and pickles made by Mom in the can. If you don't want to cook, you can eat this."

"Ah."

"Anyway, we are not far away, and I will visit you often."

"No need for Ziqing, you have to take the train all day to come here, and you are also very busy with classes." I stood beside her and watched her open the door of the simple refrigerator and put things in it neatly. "I can take care of myself."

"What if the situation just now happened?" Ziqing closed the refrigerator door and stood up, looking at me quietly with his eyes.

"No...it won't always be like that." I replied with a guilty conscience, without confidence, but actually I was also afraid.If the person who came down just now hadn't been for Ziqing...

Ziqing glanced at me, didn't say much, and went to wash up by herself.

Since the other room was not vacated, I decided to let Ziqing sleep on the bed, and I slept on the sofa in the living room.Ziqing was not very satisfied with my decision, so she held me back by the door with her hands up.

"I can sleep in bed with you."

"The bed is a bit small." I moved two steps uncomfortably, and the quilt was completely covered again.

"Fang Ziyan, have you been wronged by sharing the same bed with me since you were a child?" She raised her eyebrows with a cold tone.

"No... I'm just a little inconvenient." I explained, afraid that Ziqing would be disturbed by nightmares because of me.

"Okay then." Ziqing didn't insist anymore, and lay down on the sofa with the quilt and pillows in his arms. "Good night."

I stood at the door of the bedroom and called her in a low voice, but she ignored it.

I gritted my teeth and went into the room to sleep.

Of course, I was worried that Ziqing didn't sleep well all night, so I got up very early, and then went downstairs to buy soy milk and fried dough sticks and came back to make her breakfast.The morning air is very good, I opened the kitchen window and boiled water.Suddenly, he was hugged by a pair of hands from behind.My whole body tensed up and I almost screamed.

"Sister, did you wake up so early?" Her voice was in a daze, maybe she hadn't woken up yet, but she called me sister because she didn't wake up, which made me happy.

"I can't sleep, so I'll cook for you." I poured the hot soybean milk into the bowl, and Ziqing didn't let go, just followed me. "Ziqing, are you resting at home today, or going to class with me?"

"Of course we went to class together," she said. "I haven't seen your campus yet."

Gu Youning was surprised to see a girl walking with Fang Ziyan on the way to school.This person has always been alone, and I don't know when he made friends?

"Fang Ziyan, good morning."

"Morning, President Gu." I saw Gu Youning from a long distance away, but she preempted me when I was about to speak, so I waved to her as a greeting.

"Gu...hui...chang..." Gu Youning frowned, not very satisfied with this title.

"Didn't you say that you are the president of the student union?"

"... Then I told you that my name is Gu Youning?" Gu Youning asked back, gritting her teeth.

"Ah... I understand, you are unhappy because I called you President Gu." A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I immediately changed my approach. "Morning, Gu Youning."

However, she was still not very happy.

"Your friend?" Gu Youning shifted his gaze to Fang Ziqing, and found that the man was also looking at him.

"Ah...my sister." I pulled Ziqing's hand and introduced. "This is Gu Youning, the president of the student union, a little arrogant."

"..." Gu Youning felt that his teeth were about to be crushed, so he had to pretend to be calm. "Hello."

"Hi." Ziqing replied.

Then, the atmosphere became inexplicably awkward.

"Well... Gu Youning, let's go first." After a few seconds of stalemate, I said.

"En." Gu Youning responded, and then I pulled Ziqing away.

When eating at noon, Gu Youning's eyes kept wandering in the cafeteria, and then fixed in one direction. Xia An followed her eyes and saw Fang Ziyan.

"Are you interested in Fang Ziyan recently?" Xia An asked.

"A little bit." Gu Youning withdrew his gaze.

"you like her?"

"Cough...!" Gu Youning, who was still serious at first, was choked to death by the celery, and hurriedly drank a few mouthfuls of soup. "How is it possible, don't talk nonsense, I have someone I like."

"Huh??" Xia An seemed to have heard some big news, so he stopped eating. "Who? Why haven't I found out after I've been with you for so long? You are not a friend enough, why don't you say anything."

"There is nothing left in the horoscope, so there is nothing to say."

"By the way, who is it...? Could it be...you..." Xia An, who was originally a hippie smile, suddenly became serious, with a deep and unpredictable expression, which made Gu Youning feel guilty. "you……"

"I...I didn't..."

"I'm the one you like?!"

"..." Gu Youning poked Xia An's face with chopsticks and smiled. "Little Anzi, you haven't woken up yet, have you?"

"Talk about it, don't you?"

"Yeah, the person I like is you." Gu Youning helplessly perfunctory, lest this guy keep asking. "Why do I like you so much, Xia An?"

"What do you like about me?" Xia An unexpectedly became excited.

"I like that you, as the vice president, have no airs at all, and do everything by yourself. Next time, try to do more work." Gu Youning smiled.

"..." Xia An always felt that he had fallen into a trap, and it was too late to figure it out.

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