Yamaishi

People usually take an evasive attitude towards things that they cannot explain, so Li Fangqian did not dare to mention his abnormal behavior when Shen Zhuoqing was drunk; Dare to mention the party that day.

Life is still very peaceful, we still have meals and classes, and help each other translate the latest documents.Until this day, a distinguished visitor came to the library.

In fact, the clothes of the distinguished guests are not too "expensive", but the tasks they shoulder are a bit "expensive".Because Li Fangqian brazenly asked him to take pictures of every corner of N University and bring them here.

Angrily, Sun Qianming and Li Fangqian calculated the film, camera, fare, processing and labor costs, but the latter didn't even blush: "Didn't you come to B University for a meeting? Brother Chen won't reimburse you?"

Which school will reimburse the film for private use!

"When was this shot?" Li Fangqian stopped Sun Qianming's hand from turning the page, pointed to Shen Zhuoqing's smiling face in the photo, and asked.

"International College Debate Competition!" Sun Qianming seemed to offer a treasure, "How is it? Didn't the filming go well?"

Li Fangqian nodded.The person in the photo is wearing a formal suit, with a straight spine, looking at the camera neither humble nor overbearing, with a slight smile on his face.Shen Zhuoqing was holding the certificate of honor, and couldn't read the words clearly, but the mahogany frame and gold-plated letters fit perfectly in his hands.

Meeting the spirit of the king is the king's drink, which is the side of the weeping willow of the horse tall building.

Li Fangqian has not read many poems. Most of them were carried by the Chinese teacher's neck with a sword in high school, and he didn't know the meaning.But when he looked at the person in the photo, Li Fangqian suddenly remembered this poem.

It's like a gust of wind blows through my heart, the willows move the water, and the quiet waves ripple slightly.

Sun Qianming showed the photos one by one, and after sharing with Li Fangqian and Shen Zhuoqing the details of the time in N University, the "guest" fell out of favor.

"Don't you think it's cruel to do this?" Sun Qianming, who didn't even have lunch, said he was very hurt.

Shen Zhuo smiled and waved his fingers: "This is a profound life lesson."

Li Fangqian also nodded in agreement.Sun Qianming seemed to take it seriously, and with a somewhat angry posture, Li Fangqian hurriedly said:

"I won't tease you. It's not that I won't take you to the cafeteria. It's my birthday. I've already booked another place. You go with us."

Sun Qianming stood up with a groan, and nodded again and again: "I just said that I am getting old now and have a bad memory! I almost lost my bus ticket this morning. Do you know where I found it? Clothes pocket! Oh yes, brother Happy birthday!"

"..."

After listening to this series of unfocused words, Li Fangqian didn't know how to answer them, so he could only thank them and lead them to the school gate.

Sun Qianming was so noisy that Li Fangqian didn't notice that something was wrong with Shen Zhuoqing's expression.

Because Li Fangqian's birthday is very close to Valentine's Day, when choosing a gift, Shen Zhuoqing walked around Shangchao many times, but still couldn't find a satisfactory one.

Too ordinary is not worthy, and too hard to give.In the end, he went around and went around, and Shen Zhuo picked out the shirt that was the least likely to go wrong.Everyone has to wear clothes, but Li Fangqian prefers shirts.It can be regarded as a choice that strives to find a balance.

Only Shen Zhuoqing knew that the word "pillow" was embroidered on the corner of the shirt with very fine stitches.

Li Fangqian put it on without washing it, and now he is happily chatting with Sun Qianming.When the movement is very big, the corners of the clothes will fly, and the tiny pattern is looming, like a petal falling on the heel of the leg.

The gathering of old friends is no better than that dinner party, there is no wine and no ranking.Sun Ganming complained about Chen Fang's squeeze of labor, and seeing that B University was sleeping for two, he angrily scolded N University from the lack of water in the dormitory to the leaking rain in the office.

"Then don't wait any longer, take advantage of the first year of research, and you will pass the exam." Shen Zhuoqing joked with a smile.

Sun Qianming immediately felt as if he was facing a big enemy: "That can't be done. I was born as a Lord N and died as a ghost of N. It doesn't look like you are rebelling!"

Shen Zhuoqing stopped smiling suddenly, looked at him thoughtfully, and said, "It's pretty good."

"Of course it's good." Sun Ganming sighed as he spoke, "502 was so good at that time. After I sent you away, I went back to the dormitory alone, empty-handed, and cried for a long time."

"I didn't change the dormitory, I got used to it, and I still live there now. Now that I'm studying in graduate school, three new buddies have arrived, and they are all very nice."

As he spoke, Sun Ganming wiped his face, and said with a smile, "Hey, why are you talking about this! You two are fine here, with companions."

"However, I still want to go back to N University." Shen Zhuo Qing murmured.

A moment of silence spread in the room. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Li Fangqian wanted to change the subject, and asked, "How is 'The Jungle'?"

Sun Ganming immediately became excited when he heard it, and kept knocking on the table with both hands: "The Jungle is of course good! It's not only good, Mr. Zheng Qinyi even wrote the words himself—by the way, do you know BBS?"

Shen Zhuoqing shook his head blankly.If the interactive service that can read and reply to posts is called BBS, then the "Great Wall" station can be regarded as the originator, and Huiduo.com began to appear from this point.And Shen Zhuoqing seldom went to the computer room to surf the Internet, so he didn't know much about these new gadgets.

"Oh, the BBS just put the mouthpiece column on the Internet!" Sun Qianming danced excitedly, gesturing in the shape of a drawer, "You know my drawer before? It's full of letters, and it's difficult to pick and choose. How good it is now, they I don’t have to worry about typing by myself.”

Shen Zhuoqing still couldn't figure out what BBS was, but he keenly grasped the key point of "letter":

"Doesn't that mean no one sends you letters anymore?"

"Put P!" Sun Qianming scolded, "People who write to me are still lined up from the Drum Tower to the stadium!"

After all, he smiled half cunningly and half shyly: "But...my Muse won't let them get close to me."

"Muse?!" Shen Zhuoqing and Li Fangqian were agitated by this title, and asked in unison.

"It's not Erliu!" Sun Qianming explained with a terrified look on their faces, "It's a junior sister from the School of Foreign Languages, who I met when I was dealing with submissions."

The three talked and laughed for a long time, and there were endless topics to talk about.After sitting for too long, I was really embarrassed to bother the store, so I moved to the cleaner Li Fangqian dormitory.

When Zhou Ke was not there, Li Fangqian moved the desk to the center, placed the cake on the table, and aimed at Sun Qianming's camera.

"Let's take a photo?" Li Fangqian cast a pleading look at Sun Qianming.

"Shoot! This one must be shot!" Sun Ganming readily agreed.

He threw all the sundries on the table to the chair next to him, carefully took out the cake, with the pattern facing the door, and directed Li Fangqian and Shen Zhuoqing to stand on both sides of the cake.After adjusting the light for a while, it was finally decided that three people stood behind the table, with the cake as the main body.

"It's only three seconds, you have to give me enough space, otherwise I won't be able to run back!" Sun Qianming shouted.

Shen Zhuoqing hastily leaned back to the side again, so crowded that Li Fangqian almost had no place to stand, and left a path for Sun Qianming that was big enough for the two of them.

"Are you ready!

three!

two!

one! "

After Sun Qianming pressed the shutter, he immediately ran back behind the table, his face distorted from the sprinting smile.

The huge inertia made his center of gravity unsteady, and he staggered with a heavy clumsiness.Li Fangqian instinctively stretched out his hand to protect Shen Zhuoqing, and looked sideways at the people around him.

Because of Sun Qianming's insistence, they couldn't see this photo immediately——

Behind the three of them was the orange-red sunset.Light fell on their faces, shadows covered the corner of the cake, and "Happy Birthday" was written in jam on a white pattern.Sun Qianming grinned and stared at the camera, while Shen Zhuoqing tilted his body slightly and smiled a little cautiously.

As for Li Fangqian, Shen Zhuoqing was surrounded by his right hand, leaving only the left side of his face for the camera.He stared at the person in his arms to the right, with endless tenderness in his eyes, and also wrapped in inexplicable emotions.

If Shen Zhuoqing had seen it earlier, he might have recognized this look.

People call it love.

The author says:

Remember that shirt (#how am I like this