Ci Jiang crossing the bank

Lin Zhouan sat under the basket for a while after another game.Lu Cijiang went over and asked, "Are you still able to walk? How about I carry you back?"

"Okay, then you can hug." Lin Zhouan looked at and said.

"I can only hug the princess, do you still want to hug?" Lu Cijiang asked again.

Seeing the banter in his eyes, Lin Zhouan couldn't help but also smiled, leaned against him and said, "Okay, as long as you dare."

This time it was Lu Cijiang's turn to be helpless, he stood up and said: "Your ability to answer the conversation is getting stronger and stronger, and I'm going to have nothing to do with you."

"Didn't I learn it all from you? Let's go, I'll accompany you to dinner." Lin Zhouan also stood up.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Lu Cijiang asked suspiciously.

"I just finished strenuous exercise and can't eat." Lin Zhouan finished another bottle of water.

"It's better to eat a little bit." Lu Cijiang said worriedly.

Lin Zhouan said disapprovingly while wiping his sweat, "You can't eat anymore, just let me take a few bites."

Lu Cijiang smiled and said, "You don't dislike me either."

"What's so suspicious, how many times have we both slept?"

The two were joking while walking towards the outside of the school. The soft autumn sun shrouded them warmly, and the breeze blew through them, blending their whole body breath together, which was the freshest and warmest smell.The teenagers all smile freely and are intimate, making the most beautiful picture of youth.

The next day, the game continued.It is a pity that Lu Cijiang's class finally lost in the finals. Everyone was not very frustrated, because the more frustrated ones will come soon. A few days after the competition, the monthly exam will be held immediately. Mind, don't relax too much.

Students: ...

The last semester passed quickly, and a monthly exam plus a final exam a month later announced the end of this semester.The short vacation closely followed the beginning of the new semester, and everyone was pulled closer to the third year of high school.

In April, the school will hold an art festival, because all group activities will be canceled after the third year of high school, so this time the head teacher rarely relaxes the requirements, and I hope everyone can actively participate.

Lu Cijiang asked Lin Zhouan: "Do you want to sign up? Show off your talent."

"You want me to sing to others?" Lin Zhouan looked at him.

"I don't want to." Lu Cijiang smiled and asked again: "Then sing one for me alone."

Lin Zhouan came right after opening his mouth: "This half of the words written for you, don't allow others to change a single word."

"Isn't that the word you wrote?"

Lin Zhouan nodded, Lu Cijiang held his hand and smiled softly.

Lu Cijiang knew what he wanted to express.

Lin Zhouan is only willing to write lyrics and perform for Lu Cijiang.

The two looked at each other with deep pampering and love that couldn't be hidden, and their clenched hands conveyed each other's body temperature.

The girl at the back table looked at the two of them with their eyes shining, and filled their brains with countless romantic scenes.

On the day of the art festival, the two left the venue by using the toilet, and went back to the classroom together to hold a small concert for the two of them.Sitting on the stool, Lu Cijiang watched Lin Zhouan concentrate on tuning the guitar, and said with a smile, "This is the first time I lied to the teacher, and then ran away like skipping class."

Lin Zhouan answered, "Is this counted as skipping class? Student Lu, you are usually too well-behaved."

"What are you talking about?" Lu Cijiang glared at him, then asked, "What are you going to sing?"

"Hmm... half of the poem."

"I thought you would stick to the original song."

"Haven't you tired of hearing that?"

"How could it be boring?" As soon as Lu Cijiang finished speaking, he found that Lin Zhouan's eyes looking at him suddenly became tender, as if there was light in it.

He opened his lips lightly, and then said: "You are me, half of the poem, no one else is allowed to change a single word."

As soon as the voice fell, the guitar sounded in the empty classroom. Lin Zhouan plucked the strings with his slender fingers, and then watched him sing: "Turn off all the lights and stay in the dark|Love is surging and expanding|Desire is free grow..."

At the climax, Lu Cijiang also sang along with him: "Write this half of the poem for you|No one else is allowed|Change a word|This is a half poem|The beginning of the poem|Your name..."

A patrol passed by outside the window, interrupting them and reprimanding them: "No one is allowed in the classroom at this time, who allowed you to sing here? Do you know that you will be deducted points?"

Lu Cijiang stood up and said, "My classmate had carefully prepared the show, but he was not selected. He was really sad, so I comforted him and asked him to sing to me. Please forgive me and don't detain us." points, okay?"

Hearing what he said, the inspector gave him a great understanding, and said, "That's it, then forget it. Remember to keep your voice down."

"Okay, okay." Lu Cijiang watched him leave, heaved a sigh of relief and sat down again.

Lin Zhouan raised his eyebrows and said, "Why didn't I know that I was so sad today? Lu Xueba, this is the second time you lied today."

"You don't have to mess with me so coldly, I won't feel guilty." Lu Cijiang smiled, and said: "Because, there is a third time."

Lin Zhouan opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and asked, "What else do you want to do?"

Lu Cijiang didn't answer, just said: "Go, let's go out and play."

Lin Zhouan faintly felt that the momentum was beginning to change, and he asked in a hesitant tone: "Didn't you lie to me?"

Lu Cijiang still didn't answer, just said: "Let's go to the art exhibition, I heard that the works on display at this year's art festival are very good."

It was only when Lin Zhouan went to the art exhibition with him that he finally understood his half-smile. No.1 is pasted a sketch, which shows him waiting for him standing beside the red plum tree on the roadside. Every line in the painting, every corner of the thick or light color reflects Lin Zhouan's coldness. Lie and handsome are perfectly depicted, with only minor changes. He is holding a white delicate mask in his hand.There is also an inscription next to the painting, "Plum blossoms on human faces are corresponding to red."

Lin Zhou'an stood in front of the painting and couldn't speak for a long time, but Lu Cijiang said: "Well, the third lie is that I participated in the selection of works for this art festival, although I told you before that I am not very interested."

There was a wind blowing through the hall, and a small corner was raised on the unattached painting. Lin Zhouan stepped forward and smoothed it very gently, and then asked: "Why do you draw me so beautifully?" If you hang it out, you are not afraid of others coveting it?"

"The way you looked at that time has been circling in my mind for a long time. I couldn't help it, so I secretly drew it. Do you like it?" Lu Cijiang asked.

Lin Zhouan nodded, and said: "Aren't all of you masters so good?" After a while, he said: "I like it so much, but you didn't give it to me."

Lu Cijiang said: "I can draw thousands of pictures for you in the future. But I'm afraid the school will keep this picture."

Lu Cijiang looked at him with extremely focused eyes, and said: "I just want others, and you, to know how good you are. Then declare sovereignty to others. Your goodness belongs to me only. Only I can see your truest appearance, because we like each other."

Lin Zhouan hugged him tightly and said, "Thank you, Lu Xiaojiang."

"You're welcome." Lu Cijiang replied, "I will always like you, Lin Xiaoan."