The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Zhao Yan returned to the dormitory wet, the headlights in the dormitory had been turned off, only Liu Li's computer screen was flashing with changing lights, and Liu Li was still playing games.

With the light on the screen, Liu Li saw Zhao Yan's wet clothes, "Damn, it's really raining, this dude is amazing. Didn't you bring an umbrella, why are you still drenched like this?"

"I lost the umbrella." Zhao Yan took off his half-wet coat and hung it on the clothes rail in front of the window.

Liu Li: "Brother, you are so precious!"

Zhao Yan didn't turn on the headlights, but turned on the small lights in the bathroom.When he was about to brush his teeth, he had a difficult time. Four similar toothbrushing cups and toothbrushes were lined up neatly. It took so long that he really forgot which one belonged to him.

Zhao Yan came out rubbing his hands and asked Liu Li: "A Li, did you take the wrong toothbrush for brushing your teeth?"

"Definitely not." Liu Li said absent-mindedly, his eyes glued to the screen, his mind on the game.

Zhao Yan: "Then you say which one is mine and which one is yours?"

"The one with the pink and white rabbit is mine, and the one with the white and pink rabbit is yours."

Zhao Yan: "Oh!" As soon as he said that, he remembered.

"Zhao Yan, what's the matter with you today? You talk so much, look at what time it is, and keep people from sleeping, and you have to go to class tomorrow." Chen Xiangdong, who was lying on the bed, suddenly said, his voice was not low.

Zhao Yan thought he was asleep and was taken aback.

Zhao Yan: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Yan knew that although Chen Xiangdong was referring to himself by name, he was actually insinuating about Liu Li.The light on Liu Li's computer screen affected his sleep, and Liu Li often stayed up in the middle of the night and played games all night.At the beginning, Chen Xiangdong often expressed his dissatisfaction clearly. Once Liu Li got angry, and the two had an ugly fight.

From then on, he would not talk about Liu Li explicitly, but he would talk about Zhao Yan or Jiang Hai just like before, picking soft persimmons, but actually speaking for Liu Li.

However, Liu Li couldn't hear it every time, or pretended not to hear it.

After washing, Zhao Yan climbed into bed and was about to go to bed. Just as he lay down, Chen Xiangdong, who was head to head with him on the next bed, suddenly spoke again: "Zhao Yan, did you go to the library to read so late? Do you want to get a scholarship?"

Zhao Yan: "Think about it."

"I know your family is poor, but you have to be self-aware, and you can help you not fail a class by cramming. It's not realistic to get a scholarship. I heard from the counselor that we have five classes, and there are only three scholarships. I can't guarantee that I will get it. In addition, what happened about you today has spread in the school, and the teachers in the department may not have a good impression of you. I said so much for your own good."

The two were lying head to head. Vision was useless in the dark, and hearing was already sharper. Chen Xiangdong's voice was very clear.Zhao Yan has an inexplicable sense of time and space confusion.

Zhao Yan: "...it won't hurt to think about it."

In the last life, Chen Xiangdong didn’t say that. In the last life, he said this more than once in front of Zhao Yan: God helps those who help themselves. The family is so poor that they don’t know how to study hard to get a scholarship.

Zhao Yan wanted to lie on the bed and think about it, and reason about his past and present lives. Too many things happened today, but he fell asleep before he could figure out why. The drowsiness came quickly and unstoppably.

The sound of Liu Li typing on the keyboard and the sound of heavy rain outside the window in the silent night, lulls people into dreams...

Just like the knee-high wheat in the field in late spring, there are large patches of green, but what he sees in front of him is not green, but purple.He has never seen this kind of flower, but he just knows it is called lavender, a lot of lavender.

The water like the sea turned purple, setting off purple waves one by one, and each wave hit him, and he smelled a very strong, very strong scent of flowers.

He saw Yan Cheng, wearing a white sweater and blue jeans, walking towards him in the overwhelming purple.He couldn't see Yan Cheng's face clearly, but he knew it was Yan Cheng, because he saw his hand, a beautiful hand, that was Yan Cheng's hand.

Yan Cheng walked up to him and said, "Is this flower handsome?"

"handsome."

Yan Cheng: "Am I as handsome as you?"

"No."

Yan Cheng: "Then you marry me."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to him, the hand that easily reminded people of black and white piano keys, he put his own hand in his hand, the touch was as imagined, making people want to hold it forever...

Then... Zhao Yan woke up.

This dream was a bit... Speechless, Zhao Yan never knew that he still had ridiculous dreams of Cinderella and Prince.

"Why are you in a daze? Let's talk buddy, did you meet the group of girls who wanted to clean you up last night? What happened in the end?" Jiang Hai, who got up in the morning, lifted Zhao Yan's tent and asked him. Gum-filled eyes lit up with curiosity.

Zhao Yan: "No, you have a really good memory."

"Human Anatomy" at eight o'clock is held in the large classroom, which is an amphitheater. The three classes of the Department of Clinical Medicine are taught together, with nearly [-] students.

Zhao Yan arrived at the classroom 10 minutes early, and there were many people sitting in the classroom.Some were eating breakfast, some were chatting with front and back, and some people had been staring at him since he entered the classroom. Only a few people were flipping through books, including Chen Xiangdong.

He glanced at these strange faces, they were really strange. They were classmates for five years in the last life, which left an impression on him, so that he really didn't remember many of them ten years later.

Compared with the people sitting inside, Zhao Yan felt that this lecture theater gave him a sense of familiarity.Walked in here like he was really 18 and this shit luck rebirth and the 10 years after his previous life were just a dream.

In his last life, before the incident between him and Yan Cheng happened, he always chose the middle seat, the front row was under pressure, and the back row were all sleeping or playing games with their mobile phones.

After the incident, he always sat in the back with a sense of humor.

Without squinting, Zhao Yan sat down in the frontmost empty seat. This seat is in the third row, next to the aisle.

In the seat next to him was a girl, and she was trying to lean her body to the other side, like there was a piece of shit on this seat.The girl spoke with disgust: "Student, there are people here."

Many people will occupy seats, mostly girls, especially the front row seats.Putting a book, pen, or other personal item on the table means that the seat is taken.Some people are more trouble-free, stick half a piece of paper on the table with scotch tape, and write "this seat is already occupied" on the paper, and until the half piece of paper and scotch tape weather and disappear, this seat is his, no matter what he does. time to come.

Zhao Yan looked left, right, up and down, but he didn't see any personal items or notes used to occupy the seat.

Zhao Yan: "When your person arrives, I will let her go."

He knew that there was no real person here, the girl just didn't want him to sit here, he had seen this kind of thing a lot in his last life, so he always sat at the back by himself every time.

Zhao Yan took out the book and started to read.

The girl packed up her things angrily, and said in a nasty voice, "Get up, I want to go out."

Zhao Yan got up and got out of the way.When the girl passed by him, she whispered "Disgusting!" into the air, and a boy sitting next to the girl walked along.

As soon as the two walked out, Zhao Yan saw something under the seat, and he reminded: "Student, your library card has been lost."

The girl heard the sound and looked over. For some reason, she suddenly raised her voice and said loudly, "It's not that I don't have eyes. I want you to take care of it. Shameless!"

The girl's voice was so loud that it alarmed the others in the classroom. Everyone looked this way, and the classroom became instantly quiet. After a short period of silence, whispers sounded.

In the previous life, Zhao Yan was so overwhelmed by all these blows that he couldn't hold his head up. In this life, he is no longer that ignorant mountain kid who came to a big city for the first time.

Zhao Yan turned a blind eye and sat down to continue reading without even the slightest ups and downs in his mood.

He flipped through his book, and according to the notes in the book, the anatomy course for this semester is basically over, and the exam is about to come.

Just looking at it, he felt that someone poked his right shoulder with a hard, pen-like thing. Zhao Yan turned his head and looked over, and it was indeed a pen. The pen was held in the back seat and a very long rough fat hand.

Seeing this face, Zhao Yan remembered, he remembered this person, because this person was so distinctive, dark, fat and tall, he looked like a black tower wherever he went.This was the one who was in his class, but he couldn't remember the name.

He really didn't have the slightest impression of the girl just now.

The rough fat man said with a smile, "Zhao Yan, is it the same way that gays look at boys like boys look at girls?"

Zhao Yan: "Anyway, when I look at you, I don't feel like looking at a girl."

Rough fat man: "So you admit that you are gay, and that what everyone spreads is true?"

Zhao Yan: "No one will have the feeling of seeing a girl when looking at you. You look very safe."

"That's because my brother looks like a man."

A girl behind the fat man: "You mean my Yan Cheng is not a man?!"

Fatty: "Then how can it be, that is a snow lotus studded with diamonds!"

……

The topic behind him continued, Zhao Yan felt that he had nothing to do, so he turned back and continued reading.

One minute before the start of class, Liu Li rushed in from the door of the classroom. He had already rushed to the back, and then fell back again.

Liu Li pushed Zhao Yan: "Okay, buddy, how did you know that I was coming in this class, and you even took a seat in the front row for me specially, and you have to focus on this class, so you won't be able to hear it when you sit in the back."

Zhao Yan didn't say anything, stood up and asked him to sit in.

Jiang Hai also came late, because the teacher said in the last class that this lesson should be focused, and the front was full, so he sat in the back.He saw Liu Li from behind, and then saw Liu Li sitting in.

Two people left just now, and there was still an empty seat next to Liu Li.

Jiang Hai hurriedly picked up his book and ran over: "I, me, and me, I'm afraid I won't hear you sitting in the back."

A class is two hours long, with a 10-minute break in between.

During the break time, Liu Li, who couldn't help dozing off during class, sat on the table to catch up on sleep, drooling from sleep, and Jiang Hai stretched his neck and said to a boy he knew, "Let's go!" He didn't know what he was talking about.

A voice sounded from the front of the classroom, loud enough to overwhelm the noise in the classroom: "Which classmate is Zhao Yan?"

With the sound of landing, needles could be heard in the classroom, and there was no sound. All eyes looked in the same direction, except for Liu Li who was drooling in sleep.

After yesterday, there are probably not many people who have taken classes together in the same department who don't know Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan is now a sensitive person on sensitive topics.

Zhao Yan was a little dazed, he didn't know who would come to him in this way, and it seemed that he didn't have such a thing in his previous life.

He stood up from his seat and said, "My name is Zhao Yan."

The man walked over to him, put a cup of hot drink on his table, and... his umbrella, the umbrella he lent Yan Cheng last night.

"Thank you, classmate, and welcome to visit Dalianpan next time."

The man put down his things and left. Zhao Yancai saw that he was wearing yellow overalls, a yellow vest, and a big smiling face printed on the back of the clothes. He had a cute body and a big face.

This is the food delivery boy of the milk tea shop in the school that Yan Cheng likes to patronize.

At this time, Zhao Yan remembered, yes, in his last life, he had heard that umbrellas lent to Yan Cheng by others would be returned in this way, and the accompanying drink was jokingly called "Yan's Love".

Zhao Yan smelled the strong coffee smell wafting from the hot drink cup, and Yan Cheng gave him a cup of coffee.