I attacked the god of learning

The tactile sensation of the tip of the ear and the kiss of the lips.

The back was tightly hugged by Jian Xing.

Cheng Xinglin felt that his breathing stopped at that moment.

For a moment, Cheng Xinglin couldn't hear any sound from outside.

Only the sound of the cherry blossom tree above his head being blown by the wind pierced his ears very clearly. In the "swirling" sound, he felt a petal falling on the top of his head.

The moment the petals fell to the top of his head, Jian Xing let Cheng Xinglin go.

Jian Xing looked back at the crowd who had already raised their mobile phones and watched them.

Then he took Cheng Xinglin's microphone, and when he turned around to look for the classmate who came with him, he took off Cheng Xinglin's cell phone from the tripod.

"Wang Xiang." Jian Xing shouted.

"Eh..." Wang Xiang couldn't react, "Eh?"

"Help me return the equipment, and the address will be sent to you later." As he spoke, Jian Xing directly handed the microphone to classmate Wang Xiang.

After saying this, Jian Xing pulled Cheng Xinglin's wrist and led him directly out of the crowd and ran outside.

Cheng Xinglin had no idea where Jian Xing was going to take him.

Jian Xing didn't say anything, and he didn't ask.

Anyway.

Isn't Jian Xing leading him?

Looking at Jian Xing's shrugging shoulders because of running, and the seemingly infinitely extended road ahead of Jian Xing.

Cheng Xinglin felt very safe.

But in the rapid run forward, Cheng Xinglin looked up at the top of his head.

It can be seen from the cracks where the ends of the cherry blossom trees touch the flowers-the sky is still clear and blue after four o'clock, and the spring sunshine is falling down from the cracks very gently.

so beautiful...

He should never forget this escape in spring.

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Jian Xing led Cheng Xinglin across most of the campus.

Finally, he ran to a very remote boulevard, and when it was finally empty, Jian Xing stopped.

He let go of Cheng Xinglin's wrist.

Turn around.

Then, he took a step forward and directly hugged Cheng Xinglin into his arms.

How much effort Jian Xing used to restrain himself when he let go of his embrace just now.

Now he has the strength to hug Cheng Xinglin.

Jian Xing hugged Cheng Xinglin tightly, put his chin on Cheng Xinglin's shoulder, and breathed in Cheng Xinglin's ear.

Jian Xing: "I miss you so much..."

Jian Xing: "Why hasn't IMO started yet, I can hardly bear it..."

I want to confess, I want to have you, I want to hug you justifiably.

I want to do something that goes one step further than hugging.

Maybe it was because I ran too far and too fast just now, so my heart and lungs were exhausted.

When Cheng Xinglin heard this, his heart convulsed as if the blood supply was insufficient.

He waited on the spot for a while, then raised his hand and stroked Jian Xing's broken hair.

"Then you don't have to bear it..." Cheng Xinglin said softly, "I can do it."

·

Because of Cheng Xinglin's words, Jian Xing's arms holding him contracted even harder.

However, after a while, Jian Xing still slowly relaxed his arms.

"No." Jian Xing said seriously.

"why?"

"You can't start and end casually." Jian Xing's voice seemed to be trying to hold back something, his strength gradually weakened, but his muscles were tense, which obviously took a lot of effort to control.

"I want the best for you."

There is no way to describe my mood.

Cheng Xinglin could only gently smooth Jian Xing's hair again.

Along the way, his stomach rumbled, very inappropriately.

Cheng Xinglin: "..."

No, help——

What is he doing! ! !

Such a good atmosphere, such a good timing, what's the matter with his stomach growling? ? ?

Cheng Xinglin's face turned red instantly, Jian Xing smiled and let go of him: "Hungry?"

Cheng Xinglin: "...a little..."

In fact, it's not a little bit, Cheng Xinglin only remembered it at this time.

He hasn't eaten all day today.

"Let's go eat if you have something to eat." Jian Xing said, "There are still a lot of delicious food in Wuhan. What do you want to eat?"

Cheng Xinglin: "...I want to buy cakes."

Cheng Xinglin's plan for today was to find a secluded place to order a cake for Jian Xing after singing.

As a result, less than a third of his plan was carried out, and he was interrupted by Jian Xing's sudden appearance.

Hey... I feel that the degree of delicacy is completely incomparable with that birthday that Jian Xing gave him.

Hearing that Cheng Xinglin was still thinking about buying a cake for himself, Jian Xing's eyes flashed with warmth.

Jian Xing rubbed the back of Cheng Xinglin's hand twice with his fingertips, and pulled him away: "Okay, then let's go buy cakes."

The two held hands until they walked out of the secluded boulevard before letting go.

After leaving the campus, Cheng Xing drove AutoNavi and went straight to a cake shop with high ratings that he had just checked on Dianping.

The cake shop is on a street with a lot of history.

It doesn't mean how old this place is, but it means calm and quiet, with an indescribable background.

The two walked into the cake shop, and the young lady behind the glass cabinet greeted them warmly: "Good afternoon, are you here to buy bread or cake?"

"I want to buy a birthday cake, can I buy it? No need to make a reservation, right?"

"It is possible, but now the cake embryo is gone, if you want to order it, you may have to wait for about two hours."

two hours...

It should be impossible to wait, after all, Jian Xing will have an exam tomorrow, so he should still need time to review tonight.

"You can wait." Jian Xing said.

"Aren't you going to review?" Cheng Xinglin asked.

"The ones that should be reviewed have already been reviewed, and no one should still read the book the day before the exam." Jian Xing said.

The shop assistant: "..."

Sorry, she's exactly the "no one".

The clerk was strong and just said, "Then please come and choose a style."

With that said, the clerk led the two of them to the counter—there were some sliced ​​cakes in the store for selection.

Jian Xing looked around and asked Cheng Xinglin, "Which one do you want to eat?"

The clerk understood, and asked Cheng Xinglin, "Is this little brother celebrating his birthday today?"

"No, no." Cheng Xinglin shook his hand and pointed at Jian Xing, "It's his birthday today."

The shop assistant: "..."

Ok.

It's his birthday, choose the cake you want to eat.

This is because I am afraid that I will not be able to drink it, so I have to add a footnote to let me drink it, right?

The lady clerk was full of dog food, so she stopped talking and waited for Cheng Xing to choose.

Cheng Xinglin finally chose a black tea-flavored cake.

The main reason is that this cake is very calm and low-key, which is very suitable for Jian Xing to eat.

After the selection was made, the cake embryos were baked in the store, and Jian Xing and Cheng Xinglin went to the snack bar next to them, and first ordered Cheng Xinglin a bowl of rice noodles to eat.

After eating the rice noodles, Jian Xing wanted to take Cheng Xinglin for a stroll, but Cheng Xinglin insisted on going back to the store and waiting.

Jian Xing has always respected Cheng Xinglin's opinion.

Without asking any further questions, I went back with him.

"You are back, but the cake embryo is still in the process of cooling down, so we have to wait a little longer."

"It's okay." Cheng Xinglin walked to the clerk and said softly, "Miss, I have a request. I don't know if it's okay."

With that said, Cheng Xinglin quietly told the clerk his request.

The clerk thought about it, and finally nodded: "No problem, you just need to wear our clothes."

So, when the cake was finally cooling down, Cheng Xinglin changed into the overalls of the pastry chef here and went backstage.

Only at this time did Jian Xing realize what Cheng Xinglin was muttering to the clerk just now.

Cheng Xinglin wanted to decorate the cake outside for him by himself.

That's why I didn't go shopping and came back early.

"Little brother, little brother." As soon as Cheng Xinglin entered, the clerk called him.

Jian Xing got up, walked to the side of the young lady, and asked patiently: "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to look inside, there is a small glass window here."

This was a very unexpected surprise.

Jian Xing thanked him, walked to the glass window, looked inside, just in time to see Cheng Xinglin's profile.

He took a spatula and carefully smoothed the outside of the cake.

When he lowered his head and focused, the lighting above illuminated his hair, illuminating him extremely beautifully.

Jian Xing took out his mobile phone and deleted all irrelevant things.

Then he pointed at the glass window and pressed the button to shoot video.

As long as the people inside have been working, the people outside have been filming for as long.

Finally, when Cheng Xinglin came out with the packed cake, Jian Xing put away his phone, took the cake box in his hand, and Jian Xing carried it by himself, and went back to the dormitory with Cheng Xinglin.

Cheng Xinglin was afraid that Jian Xing's housekeeper would stop him.

But in the end, it turned out that the housekeeper not only didn't stop him, but also told him that the song he wrote was very nice.

Cheng Xinglin was embarrassed by the praise.

He quickly fled to Jianxing's dormitory, opened the door, and took a look inside - this is a room for two, with two steel-frame beds on both sides and a big desk in the middle.

There are many books on the desk, but they are neatly organized and orderly.

Very simple.

"Do you have a roommate?" Cheng Xinglin asked.

"The roommate was eliminated in the last round, and now I live."

Then don't worry.

Cheng Xinglin walked into the room and opened the cake that Jian Xing put on the table in the center of the room.

Carefully put in the "Eighteen" candles, ran over to close the blackout curtains, Cheng Xinglin let Jian Xing sit down, folded the little crown and put it on his head.

"Senior, make a wish." Cheng Xinglin said expectantly.

Jian Xing glanced at the flickering candlelight and smiled: "But, I don't have a wish."

"...How could there be no wish?" Cheng Xinglin was a little anxious.

"Indeed not." Jian Xing said to Cheng Xinglin.

"Then, if you win the IMO championship, you can at least promise one?"

"This is what I can definitely get by relying on my strength. It cannot be regarded as a wish, but only a goal."

"Then..." Cheng Xinglin wanted to talk about himself, but it was not easy to use himself as an example.

Jian Xing saw it, and helped him with a smile and said, "I will go on with you in the future, and we will not get separated. This is not a wish, but a plan."

Their future will be well planned and firmly controlled by Jian Xing.

He does not need illusory wishes to assist him.

What human beings can do, don't rely on metaphysics.

"Then... maybe something unrealistic." Cheng Xinglin said again.

"Impractical..." Jian Xing thought for a while, then laughed, "Indeed."

"Right!"

"I made a promise when I was a child. I hope some miracles will happen and I will see a different life."

"Yeah, this one is great!"

"But now that you have appeared, a miracle has happened." Jian Xing said gently, "So I don't need this wish anymore."