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The day before He Qingcheng's business trip, Yin Xiaoran specially told the director to leave early, and wanted to go to the studio to surprise him.

The last time they left without saying goodbye on New Year's Eve, everyone almost guessed the progress of their relationship.It's been almost a week, and he hasn't shown his face in public as a boyfriend, so he can't justify not giving Mr. He a serious name.

Yin Xiaoran didn't buy flowers today.Sending the things that have been delivered again in front of everyone is neither innovative nor perfunctory, and will not achieve the "wow" effect.

So he ordered a cake in the shape of a small house in advance, and even asked someone to pinch a candy figure like Mr. He.After careful consideration, Yin Xiaoran decided not to pinch himself.If the two of them looked like the little sugar figures in suits and leather shoes standing side by side in front of the bakery, it would be too dazzling, for fear that everyone would take the money on the spot.

For this surprise, Yin Xiaoran didn't go to He Qingcheng's place to stay the night before, and bought a helium tank to blow up balloons at home!

Before four o'clock in the afternoon, Yin Xiaoran drove directly to the studio.

The eyes of many people in the office building have been following Yin Xiaoran, he is dazzling as always.Yin Xiaoran got a lot of balloons, some with traditional shapes and letters, those spelled Mr. He's name.

When Yin Xiaoran got into the elevator, no one was riding with him, and everyone just smiled and said "You go first".There is really no place, the balloons are crowded on the top of the car, and if you want to go in, you have to bend down and bow.

In the elevator, Yin Xiaoran thought about the bitter love words he wanted to say to He Qingcheng, and even went through the way of appearance several times in his mind, but when he went to the studio, half of the seats were empty.

"Brother Yin, you are here!" Xiao Zhang was sitting at the front desk and was the first to come up to say hello. "So many balloons! Did you go to the mall to draw a lottery?"

"........."

Yin Xiaoran took a deep breath, thinking how He Qingcheng recruited such a stupid younger brother to be on stage.

"This is for your boss, where is Boss He?"

"The boss has a class today, and the class is going to be taught!"

"There is a class? What do you mean?"

"You don't know!" Xiao Zhang looked surprised, as if what Yin Xiaoran didn't know was the common sense like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west.

"The boss has been working as a guest lecturer in Jianyuan, and he still has several workshops in hand! Didn't he mention it to you?"

Yin Xiaoran was in a daze, and he really hadn't heard Mr. He say anything about it, not even a word.

"When did this happen?"

"It's been four or five years...but I don't go there often, I only take one semester a year."

"Then what about Mr. Ji and Brother Zhou?" Yin Xiaoran asked again.

"Oh, the second team is planning a business trip tomorrow. The two of them should have half a day of travel leave. Let's go home and pack up."

Yin Xiaoran originally came over to surprise He Qingcheng, but it turned out to be an empty cannon, because the male protagonist was not in the studio at all.

It's also his fault that he didn't ask Zhou Mo in advance, and came to the door directly when he couldn't bear his temper, and he couldn't blame others if he rushed to nothing.

But he was still angry, why didn't He Qingcheng mention to himself that he was a teacher...

During the infatuated night, the two talked about romance, daily necessities, rice, oil and salt.He talked with all his heart and soul from his childhood to working, but He Qingcheng actually kept something from him... If it was something shameful and bad, why would he not want to tell him about such a good thing in life?

What kind of boyfriend does Mr. He think Yin Xiaoran is?

"Do you know which classroom your boss is building and what time the get out of class ends?" Yin Xiaoran asked.

"I'll check his schedule for you, Brother Yin, wait a moment."

The administrator Xiaozhang fiddled with the computer for a while, and told Yin Xiaoran: "Mr. He is in the No. 207 of the Third Education, and get out of class ends at 05:30. You still have time to find him."

"Xiao Zhang—" Yin Xiaoran handed him the things in his hand. "Put the cake in the refrigerator for me, and put the balloon in He Qingcheng's office."

"Brother Yin, are you angry?" Xiao Zhang took the things and asked tentatively.

"no!"

It was not easy to park near Jianyuan, so Yin Xiaoran took the subway directly.When I found the No. 207 of the Three Teachings, there was only half an hour left before get out of class was over.

207 is a lecture hall, Yin Xiaoran leaned against the window on the door and glanced, it was dark inside.This scene of entering the classroom just after class reminded him instantly of the time when he skipped class at school.He Qingcheng was standing on the podium at the bottom of the steps, with his back to the students at the moment, as if drawing some diagram on the blackboard.

Yin Xiaoran saw the right moment, pressed the doorknob decisively, bent down and walked into the classroom.

The door hinge probably hadn't been lubricated all year round. When the door opened, there was a squeak, and the whole class turned to look at him, and Yin Xiaoran was stunned at once, neither entering nor retreating.Fortunately, He Qingcheng was still writing on the blackboard with his back, so he didn't reveal his secrets.

Yin Xiaoran squatted in the aisle, quickly made a booing gesture, joined his hands together to say goodbye to all the students, and continued to sneak around to find a seat.He had learned the basic skills of two Beijing Opera clowns from his friends at the Academy of Chinese Opera before, and it was not a problem to squat and run away.

To say that his boyfriend's class was really packed, everyone was taking notes with their notebooks in a decent manner, even if they turned on the computer, they only read the courseware, and there was not even a microblogger.Yin Xiaoran almost squatted in the middle of the classroom before finding a seat on the right.

Yin Xiaoran turned his head and saw the classmate next to the empty seat waving to him.

Huh?

Are you calling him over?

Why did you brazenly say hi to him during class?

Is it the brilliance of human nature or the hope of beauty?

Yin Xiaoran also smiled at him in a friendly manner, and waved as a polite reply.

But out of the corner of his eye, He Qingcheng seemed to be turning around, Yin Xiaoran couldn't care less about greeting his classmates, so he quickly sat down.

wrong!

Why is there a chill in my heart after sitting down?

His feet were a little weak, his center of gravity was a little unstable, and his expression was a little frightened...

In the next 0.001 second, before Wong Kar-wai’s movie lines could be reproduced in his mind, there was a bang, and the seat board drew an elegant arc, leaving only an empty shell of the folding seat. Yin Xiaoran’s knees were still resting on the chair frame, but his butt But it's already on the ground.The whole classroom erupted into roaring laughter.

Yin Xiaoran held the table with his hands, and looked at the boy with a look of "classmate! Why didn't you say it earlier";

And the boy looked back at Yin Xiaoran with a "classmate! I already waved sayno to you!"

He Qingcheng actually heard the door opening just now, and thought it was a kid who skipped class and came back to roll call, so he deliberately didn't turn around and let him go.But with a bang, Yin Xiaoran fell from the sky, which was both funny and distressing.

"Student, are you okay?" He walked up from the podium, stretched out his hand to pull the surprise off the ground, and said with a smile, "There is a seat in front, so you can see clearly, do you want to follow me?"

Yin Xiaoran was in a fog for the next time, very dazed.I was originally angry, but after making a joke, and seeing my boyfriend shining brightly on the podium, talking eloquently, I suddenly felt that nothing was wrong.

He thought to himself, how could He Qingcheng be more flirtatious than him? It's not too cold in winter, and he only wore a shirt and a woolen suit in class.If he catches a cold, isn't he the one who takes care of others, cooks porridge, and drinks medicine?And... why isn't He Qingcheng wearing a high collar?All the hickey marks on his neck disappeared?Is it because I speak too lightly?The marks on his body have not faded at all...

Looking at Mr. He's mouth opening and closing on the podium, Yin Xiaoran automatically blocked his professional knowledge, and just felt how he had such a pair of discerning eyes, and found this big treasure in the vast crowd.Zhang Li asked him to go back to the university to take observation classes. Where there is no need to observe others, Mr. He who observed him was perfect.

"Classmate, classmate——" The girl next to him poked Yin Xiaoran's arm with a pen, saving him from imagining things that were not suitable for children.

"Are you here for the male god class? Why are you here so late?"

Yin Xiaoran looked at the little girl beside her with starry eyes, full of pride.He can't wait to stand up and show off, Mr. He, who is like a god in your eyes, is going to have sex with me at night.

Of course, he won't do that.

"I fell asleep, sorry."

"Why do I feel that the male god seems to know you? The reaction when I saw you fall just now, my heart melted!"

"Uh..." Yin Xiaoran hesitated for a moment, and thought of an excuse: "I guess I know you... I failed a course, so I came to retake it."

"Oh..." The girl nodded thoughtfully, "It's a good idea... I'm going to take the Male God class too..."

10 minutes before get out of class ended, He Qingcheng reserved time for Q&A.

It was the first time for Yin Xiaoran to see such enthusiastic college students asking questions.Some asked about professional knowledge, some asked about industry trends, and a few students asked how to get an internship opportunity in the studio.As a troublesome boyfriend, Yin Xiaoran naturally waved his hands, for fear that Mr. He would not see him.

He Qingcheng was actually afraid that Yin Xiaoran would ask some weird questions, so he didn't click on him.But right now Yin Xiaoran was about to stand on the table, with an innocent and sincere expression on his face, and there were many students beside him who kept calling him a teacher.

"This student in the fourth row." He Qingcheng had nothing to do with Yin Xiaoran, and he started to have a headache after counting people.

Does he treat Yin Xiaoran as a moth to the flame?Throw yourself into a trap?

"Thank you, Mr. He! May I ask what is the most proud work of the teacher? What is the teacher's career dream?"

Yin Xiaoran's question is very official, like an exclusive interview with a magazine reporter.

He Qingcheng's answer is also very official: "Since entering the industry, whether it is a student's homework or a completed design, it is all my painstaking efforts. It not only contains my efforts, but also the wisdom of partners and colleagues. The palms and backs of the hands are all Meat, this question from my classmate is a bit embarrassing."

Partner?

This word reminded him of He Qingcheng's ex-husband whose name he still doesn't know.

"As for my career dream——" He Qingcheng smiled at Yin Xiaoran, the big classroom was silent, and everyone was waiting for his next half sentence.

"I want to build a house for me and my lover, a house that can live in a lifetime."

"Wow——" the students immediately let out that kind of envious voice with a trailing sound.

Only Yin Xiaoran is calm.

Has this dream come true in the ten years before Mr. He?

"Then has Mr. He's dream come true? Or has it come true?" Yin Xiaoran went straight to the point.

He Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, he immediately thought of a person, the man who shared his youth with him but had faded out of life.

In the past, he felt sad, reluctant, and even remorse... But now, those mixed emotions are replaced by gratitude and relief.

Although memories will have ripples, they are just ripples.Yin Xiaoran appeared in a wider sea area, where there are strong winds and showers, as well as bright sunshine and gentle breeze.Here is the touch of day and night, every minute and every second, He Qingcheng's present and future.

At this moment, he really wanted to go over and hold Yin Xiaoran's hand, and hug the hesitant lover in front of him, but he couldn't for the time being...

He could only look into Yin Xiaoran's eyes and say seriously: "It didn't happen."

"Not yet, but maybe soon."

The author has something to say: double update today, there will be another chapter later~

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