Excuse me, who are you?

The camera turned to the study room, and what came into view was a large bookcase and a cabinet full of books.

"Qianqian is so amazing, so many foreign language books..." the voice-over sighed, and the camera follower passed over a book.

Suddenly there was a "click——" as if the door was opened, followed by a sentence, "What are you doing there? Want to read a book? I'll find it for you."

"No, no, I'm just looking, ah...just looking." The camera shakes and flips suddenly.

"Teacher, you are amazing, you have read so many books"

The lens suddenly went black.

Ye Qian stared at the black screen for a second, which reflected his own dull face for a moment.

The camera is suddenly filled with bright sunshine, the breeze blows, and the Japanese wind chimes hanging on the balcony make crisp and melodious sounds, with a meaningful aftertaste.

"Today is April 201, 4. Well, the weather is very good. I bought this cherry blossom wind chime for my teacher today..." The camera wobbled to the beautiful glass wind chime, and the boy murmured in a low voice. , "The owner told me that the wind chime represents the love and longing for the lover, hehe..." The big boy laughed a few times in embarrassment.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Qian's voice came from behind.

"Hey, it's nothing," the big boy said with a smile, "Teacher, do you like this?"

"I like it." There seemed to be some warmth in the voice behind it, "It's very beautiful."

"I also think it looks pretty...hehe..."

The crisp and melodious sound of wind chimes carries the taste of sunshine and wind, which makes people intoxicated.

……

"Today is April 201, 4, Dangdang—" The camera panned to the sofa in the living room, "These two pillows are cute..." Two fluffy cartoon doll pillows were placed side by side on the sofa, one slightly gray The one is bigger, the white one is a little smaller, the doll is grinning very happily, Ji Muhang stretched out a hand to poke the face of the white doll, and pinched it, "This one seems modest...very cute." Said I laughed.

"Ji Muhang—" Ye Qian's voice sounded as if he was in another room, "Come here and I have something to tell you."

"Oh, yes, teacher, I'll be right over," Ji Muhang hurriedly replied, whispering as he walked, "Didn't you call Xiaohang last time, why did it change this time..."

……

"Today is April 201, 4. Qianqian is sick today," Ji Muhang said in a low tone, "I hope I can get better soon."

In the camera, Ye Qian is sleeping on the bed, quiet and obedient, his face is flushed due to illness, his long eyelashes are obediently arranged in a beautiful arc, Ji Muhang reached out and touched Ye Qian's forehead Touch, "Get well soon..."

Ji Muhang suddenly possessed himself and kissed Ye Qian's forehead, the movement in the camera was slow and pious, cautious, with a holy light and shadow.

"Qianqian, I like you." Gentle, extremely nostalgic, full of persistence and affirmation cannot be hidden in the gentle words.

……

"Today is May 201, 5, we are on holiday!" A cheerful and relaxed voice couldn't wait to come out.

"What are you doing, whispering." Ye Qian's voice floated in in a moderate voice.

"Ah, it's nothing... just sighing," Ji Muhang said with a smile, "Teacher, do you want to go out and play?" The camera slowly turned to the two pillows on the sofa.

"I don't want to go out, it's too troublesome," Ye Qian said, "What are you doing with the camera?"

"Shooting you," Ji Muhang said, "You're so pretty," Ye Qian's face appeared in the picture, holding a cup and drinking water, "Smile, teacher."

"Don't be poor." Ye Qian smiled sideways.

"Don't tell me, teacher, why don't you smile, why don't you..." The camera slowly moved closer to Ye Qian, and Ji Muhang couldn't help acting coquettishly.

"Stop making trouble..." Ye Qian was slightly ashamed, his ears gradually turned red, and he turned his face sideways to avoid the camera.

"Teacher, you're so pretty, take a photo, smile, and remember it for me. If I miss you someday and you're not around, I can flip through the photos..." Ji Muhang said.

Ye Qian blushed, and glared at Ji Muhang, "It's not big or small..." The embarrassment that flew out of his eyes was really touching.

……

"Today is May 201, 5, Qianqian and I are out to play together!"

In the picture, there is a far-reaching sky, blue that makes people fascinated, white clouds roaming lazily, the camera is turning, clouds are moving, and people are laughing wantonly.

The screen switched, and the flowers were blooming everywhere. Ye Qian lowered his head and sniffed the fragrance of the flowers. The corners of his mouth slightly raised. Heart pounding, couldn't help blushing and heartbeat, holding his breath for fear of disturbing this picturesque scene, only the breeze gently picked up the hem of Ye Qian's shirt.

……

"Today is May 201, 5, and today is the last day of the holiday. I'm a little depressed," Ji Muhang said helplessly, "So, I decided to...hehe..." There was a little evil in his tone tone.

"Teacher." Ji Muhang walked into the study, looked at Ye Qian who was lying on the table, and called softly, but there was no response.

In the camera, Ye Qian is lying on his side on the desk, his slightly long bangs drooping on the desk in a mess.

"Qianqian." Ji Muhang called again, but there was still no response.

"Baby." Ji Muhang called out in a low voice, but there was still no movement.

"Hey," Ji Muhang smiled, "Baby... Qianqian, baby..." The joy and satisfaction could not be hidden in the laughter.

"Hmm..." The sleeping man slowly hummed and moved his body.

"Can't you hear it?" Ji Muhang whispered to himself.

……

"Today is May 201, 5. The weather is fine, and so am I," Ji Muhang said with a hint of happiness in his tone. In the camera is a pot of calla lily with white flowers blooming gracefully. "We are together La!"

Ji Muhang shouted: "Qianqian!"

"What's wrong?" Ye Qian's voice drifted out.

"It's nothing, I just like you, I want to shout a few times, I'm happy," Ji Muhang said with a smile.

"You...you're so stupid." Ye Qian muttered embarrassingly weakly.

"I like you." Ji Muhang said.

"I know." Ye Qian said.

"Then why don't you tell me, I want to hear from you." Ji Muhang's tone was coquettish and obedient.

"..." Ye Qian cleared his throat and whispered, "I like you too."

"I like you so much, I like you so much." Ji Muhang seemed to get up and walk over.

"Hey, don't pounce on me so suddenly next time..." Ye Qian said in a hurry.

Love is like the carbon dioxide in a Coke bottle. After shaking it a little, I can’t stop wanting to spit it out. I don’t know how to express the love that has nowhere to put it. Love is about to overflow.

In the picture, only the pure calla lilies are blooming quietly, beautiful and willful.

The light and shadow in the camera was shaking, but Ye Qian's eyes staring at the screen began to cry uncontrollably, his heart was sour and swollen, something desperately wanted to pop out in his mind, that gate seemed to be broken through.

But the pain in the head was severe, the pain was painful, as if every nerve was knotted and entangled, and it couldn't be undone or straightened. Ye Qian picked up his head in pain and knocked it on the table, as if this could offset the pain. There was a chaotic severe pain in his head.

Ye Qian was sweating profusely from the pain, his bangs in front were wet with sweat, and pressed against his forehead, Ye Qian kowtowed his head but it still hurt, Ye Qian slid off the chair in pain, curled up on the ground, holding his head roll around.

Ye Qian wanted to think desperately about something, but his mind was in a mess, Ye Qian cried out in pain, tears rolled down the corners of his closed eyes, his whole body seemed to be derailed, his body was shaking uncontrollably Trembling, Ye Qian whimpered in pain, moaning weakly like a kitten.

There seemed to be a blank in my mind, and there seemed to be countless broken fragments pouring into my brain, tears poured out unconsciously, my body seemed to slowly lose consciousness, my head was empty, and I seemed to see a large number of sunflowers in a trance , the bright smiles of the teenagers, the hands that are pulled together, the figures running and chasing each other...

"Humble..."

"Humble..."

There seemed to be a familiar voice calling, his eyes were blurred, his eyelids were so heavy, it was so uncomfortable, Ye Qian thought blankly, is this going to die?

"Qianqian!" A hurried voice broke into Ye Qian's eardrums.

After discussing business with Wang Yang, Ji Muhang rushed home eagerly. When he was waiting for the traffic light, he saw the flower shop again. His heart moved, so he went in and bought a bouquet of roses. It was Ji Muhang, who served him very considerately, and said cheerfully before leaving: "The person you like must be very good."

"Well, he's fine." Ji Muhang smiled faintly.

On the way home, I don’t know why I always felt uneasy, panicked, and irritable. Ji Muhang called Ye Qian, but he couldn’t get through. No one answered. Messy pictures kept flashing, the blood in Ji Muhang's whole body was slowly freezing, his eyes were shining coldly, the hand holding the steering wheel was ruthlessly grasping the knuckles bulging due to force, he stepped on the accelerator and ran through the red lights all the way to the parking space in the community.

When opening the door, Ji Muhang's hands were shaking non-stop, as if this second was a long time to grind. Ji Muhang called Ye Qian at home, but no one responded, until Ji Muhang pushed open the study door.

Ji Muhang saw Ye Qian curled up on the ground, hugging his head, his face was covered with tears, his body was shaking, at that moment, there seemed to be blood shining in front of Ji Muhang's eyes, the blood in his whole body seemed to freeze instantly, and his whole body was stiff , thinking blank.