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Only God knows how much I love you. — Garcia Marquez

In the library, Mu Cheng turned his head and looked at Song Yao with his hands on his cheeks, smiling idiotically.Although Song Yao suffered from stomach trouble last time and Mu Cheng confessed successfully by "taking advantage of the fire", but it is still not confirmed. "Inside.

It’s almost the end of the year, many colleges have closed their classes, some colleges with earlier and intensive exam arrangements have already finished their exams, a small number of students are going home, traveling, the school is gradually deserted, and the library There are the most people here.

The westerly wind is shining, the weather is cold at the end of the year, and it is the season of final exams, and the air is filled with the breath of review.On the vast Eurasian continent, there is a large number of mammal groups—review dogs that usually don’t burn incense and just cram.

Song Yao felt a little uncomfortable being watched by Mu Cheng, and he felt that it would be abnormal for Mu Cheng to stare at him like this, so he kept his eyes on the book while raising one hand to turn Mu Cheng's idiot face to the other side. One direction: "Why are you looking at me? Reading a book!"

"I'm not stupid, people are much better-looking than books." Mu Cheng turned his face back and played a rascal.

"..." Song Yao exhaled helplessly. I really don't know what I was thinking, but my obsession gave this scoundrel an opportunity to take advantage of, and even really gave him a legendary "opportunity"...

Mu Cheng smiled silly, adjusted his sitting posture to achieve the effect of sitting upright, casually flipped through a page or two of the book, paused for a while, then turned to Song Yao and said, "Song Yao, let's celebrate the New Year together."

"Okay, review first." It seems that Song Yao's eyes never left the book from the beginning to the end, but Mu Cheng still saw the corners of Song Yao's mouth curl up slightly when he said this sentence.So I read the book seriously with satisfaction.

Song Yao glanced at his watch after reviewing the two chapters before realizing that more than an hour had passed, and Mu Cheng was reading and reviewing in a regular manner. There are no small actions.He secretly turned his head and glanced at the big boy sitting next to him, less than 30 centimeters away from him. He was clean, peaceful, and without his usual hippie smiling face.Unexpectedly, the way he does things seriously and doesn't play tricks is still quite good-looking.

Mu Cheng, who was concentrating on reading, felt a pair of eyes silently falling on him, touching his heart like a dragonfly touching water, and staying comfortably like a migratory bird perched on a tree.So he squinted along his gaze, and responded with a raised eyebrow and a wicked smile: "Am I that good-looking?"

"How can I see you..." Song Yao blushed as he spoke, took a sip of the mineral water on the table, twisted the cap and put it back to its original place, and added: "I'm just thirsty. "

Mu Cheng pursed his lips and smiled, his young master was really arrogant, every time he was exposed, he would do other things to cover up his panic, but what could he do, besides pampering him?Who made his arrogance so cute in his own eyes.Moreover, he not only likes Song Yao's arrogance, but also likes to tease Song Yao when he is flustered, that kind of young husband of a good family being molested is even cuter.So he also picked up the water, took a sip from Song Yao's surprised eyes, put it back, and said, "This is my water." Then he held back a smile and picked up a pen to review, leaving Song Yao alone to look at his left hand Unopened mineral water is messy in the breeze.

Song Yao reads the article - every time he comes to the library, Mu Cheng will bring two bottles of mineral water, one for each of him and Song Yao.In order not to affect the writing with the right hand, both of them habitually put the mineral water on the left front.Unexpectedly, when Song Yao panicked, he instinctively stretched out his right hand to drink the bottle of water, which Mu Cheng had drunk before.It seems that this habit has to be changed, otherwise it is easy to be taken advantage of.

University life is fast, seniors are still lamenting that they are about to take off their student protective coats and can’t buy tickets at half price, juniors are already lamenting why they are about to graduate soon after entering college, and sophomores are busy with various club activities While chasing seniors and junior girls, the freshmen are still immersed in the novel university life and cannot extricate themselves.When you are in class, you feel that time is as slow as a snail, and when you are preparing for exams, you feel that time is as fast as the speed of light.

Many people procrastinate because they feel that they are a little more mature and wise when they finish a task at the last moment.The old professor resists the new year because he is one year older, the big boy welcomes the new year because he is a little more mature, and Mu Cheng looks forward to the new year entirely because Song Yao agreed to accompany him to cross the crossroads. Year.

December 2011, 12, night.The roof of the main building of the school.

Mu Cheng threw the bag in his hand on the roof, leaned on the guardrail with both hands and jumped up to the roof, patted the dust off his hands in a showy manner, then bent down and stretched out his hand to Song Yao.Song Yao looked up at Mu Cheng, paused for a moment, then looked left and right to make sure there was no one around, then put his hand up, and with Mu Cheng's help, he climbed up to the roof.

Song Yao took a deep breath, the air was unprecedentedly comfortable and relaxed, and also, free.He heard a small noise, looked back, and found that Mu Cheng was taking out a roll of black things from the interlayer between the eaves and the drainpipe, and spread it skillfully. It was a large sheet of army green canvas.

"You are such a serious person, it looks like you haven't climbed over the wall and climbed the forbidden area. How about it, isn't the air good? When I don't have inspiration, I usually come up and lie down for a while, and let myself go." Er spread the canvas and placed the beer. He patted the seat beside him and signaled Song Yao to sit down: "Haha, it's ready now, sit down."

"The place is nice, but..." Song Yao swallowed.

Mu Cheng lay back and forth on the canvas, crossed his arms and looked at Song Yao: "Haha, it's just too shabby, isn't it? It's supposed to be New Year's Eve, so I should book a restaurant for a Western meal or a candlelight dinner or something. But when I think about it, I feel that the same tone is too vulgar. I want to give you a different New Year. Although it is shabby, it is something I cherish very much. I have never brought anyone here. "

Seeing Song Yao's silent expression, Mu Cheng felt a little embarrassed, and thought to himself——Does Song Yao not like it?Does he think I'm poor?Will he think that I'm an idiot with no money or sentimentality?It would be better to be vulgar if I knew it earlier, after all, who would refuse the perfect match of western food, candlelight, roses and violin?

"I like it very much. I haven't felt such a pleasant atmosphere for a long time. There is less noise in the campus during the day, and everything seems to be asleep. It's nice." Song Yao sat down halfway through his speech. When he got to Mu Cheng's side, he revealed a trace of laziness that he didn't usually have.

Mu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, sat up, took out the beer in the bag, opened a can and handed it to Song Yao, and opened a can himself.The frozen beer can was full of water droplets, which flowed along the lines of the hands and dripped on the plastic bags along the way where the two clinked glasses, making an inaudible beating sound.

Song Yao took a few sips, put the beer aside, lay down on his own, and looked at the night sky quietly.And Mu Cheng just sat there and stared at him blankly.He seems to like the night sky tonight, and Mu Cheng also likes it, likes the night sky, likes the person watching the night sky.

Some people say that one of the criteria for testing a good friend is that two people look at each other silently and don't feel embarrassed.On the contrary, Mu Cheng felt that it was a gift from God that two friends who cared about each other and were silent could be together, and not being embarrassed was a luxury, and asking too much was useless.Besides, no matter how good friends are, there are no endless common topics. There are always times when friends need to be alone with themselves. Therefore, if this standard does not hold for him, he enjoys the peace with Song Yao very much. The way of getting along, even if you don't say a word, you will feel content.

"Boom—" A deep and heavy ancient bell sounded from nowhere, slowly becoming clear and long in the bustling and noisy city.Not far away, fireworks filled the night sky, and the stars fell in the darkness and disappeared. The fleeting colorful lights clearly printed Song Yao's face into Mu Cheng's eyes.Mu Cheng was wondering whether he should seize such a rare opportunity and do something when suddenly——

The residential area of ​​University A burst into cheers. In addition to the standard New Year's Eve "Happy New Year", some confessed "XXX I like you", some swore "I still love you in 2012", and some shouted "We are together X New Years", of course, there is also something like "XXX, I will forget you in the new year", if you listen carefully, you may still hear your own name.Everyone seems to be instilled with unprecedented courage at this moment to swear their inner love and choices.

Song Yao and Mu Cheng smiled at each other knowingly, raised the beers in their hands to touch each other, and said "Happy New Year" to each other at the same time.Hearing the uproar, Mu Cheng looked at Song Yao and smirked: "Why, you don't want to shout something? Or tell me something?" Song Yao didn't answer, but was amused by Mu Cheng's words.Mu Cheng put down the beer in his hand and teased, "You don't have it, I have it!" He stood up and patted his pants, moistened his throat, and was about to shout when Song Yao grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Don't mess around!" call."

"Song Yao, I like you!" Mu Cheng made a trumpet shape with both hands.

"Oh——" The shouts that had gradually subsided once again filled the night sky, mixed with a little something worth pondering.

As the heavens testify, Mu Cheng's words were definitely not for others to hear. He didn't have such a big guts. He originally wanted to yell to Song Yao in the midst of noisy voices, so as to prove his heart to Song Yao, but he didn't expect Everyone was already excited during the preparation time.So, everyone heard this bold and unrestrained confession.

Mu Cheng looked down at Song Yao like a primary school student who made a mistake amidst the booing and booing one after another, and saw Song Yao's expression of wanting to cry but without tears.That's right, how could the Bingshan Goddess be so happy after all his integrity was broken overnight.

Song Yao covered his face, one is enough for this kind of New Year's Eve...

The two really looked at the stars and the moon together like this, chatted from poetry to philosophy of life, talked about the painter Van Gogh that Mu Cheng admired the most, Song Yao's favorite singer Leslie Cheung, and the poet Haizi they both liked , writer Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

By the time the two finished drinking beer and chatting, it was already very late. Song Yao was wearing thin clothes, had a bad stomach and drank a lot of beer, and shivered suddenly when the wind blew.He glanced at the time, and it was already past two o'clock in the morning, and it was unrealistic to go back to the dormitory. He was about to ask where he was staying tonight, when Mu Cheng took the conversation away: "Is it cold? Let's go, but my place is too cold." It's messy, we'd better go to open a room."

The words were brought to Song Yao's ears by the wind, and it was not known whether it was because of the wind or because of the words, Song Yao's hairs stood on end instantly, and the goosebumps lingered for a long time.Then he responded in a low voice: "I, I didn't bring my ID card with me when I went out." Mu Cheng had an epiphany, he dug his pocket up and down, pursed his lips and said, "I didn't bring it either. Or, why don't you go to my place?" The corner of the clothes: "That's the only way. You don't mind, do you?"

Mu Cheng cleaned up the garbage, rolled up the canvas and smiled awkwardly: "I should ask you this, my place is like a pig's nest, do you mind?" Song Yao shook his head and smiled slightly: "Of course not." But After Song Yao arrived at Mu Cheng's apartment, he regretted saying this.

As soon as he arrived at the door, before Mu Cheng took out the key, he said hello in advance: "Well, what, you wait outside the door first, I'll be fine soon." After speaking, he opened the door and entered the house with lightning speed Close the door, turn on the lights, tidy up the shoes at the door, pick up the dirty clothes on the sofa and stuff them under the bed, lift the trash can to clean up the garbage on the coffee table, and kick the paper balls on the ground to the sofa with your feet on the way and coffee table.The whole process took less than 3 minutes. After I was done, I looked around to make sure I could see through, and then I pulled the hem of my clothes before opening the door to let Song Yao in.

Song Yao patiently listened to the chaotic footsteps in the room outside the door, and couldn't help laughing, but the smile froze on his face the moment the door opened.As far as the eye can see, there are sofa towels that half cover the sofa and half fall on the ground, and there are looming paper balls. There is nothing on the coffee table, but the black stains that cannot be identified are particularly eye-catching.As soon as Song Yao stepped into the door, he felt that he had stepped on something. He looked down and saw that it was an unsightly sock, and watched Mu Cheng silently kick it aside.

"Hey, I'm used to being messy. You sit first, and I'll clean up the bedroom. Tonight you sleep in the bedroom, and I sleep on the sofa." Mu Cheng, who had nowhere to put his hands, didn't know where to start cleaning up.Song Yao, who is obsessed with cleanliness, resisted the discomfort caused by the unseen mess and said "it's okay" against his will. Just as he was about to sit down, "Ding Dong" - an empty soda can fell from the trash can that was piled up like a mountain of garbage. "You take the trash to the trash bin downstairs first, and I'll clean it up." Song Yao's face was dark.

"Oh." Mu Cheng obediently went to take out the trash, Song Yao looked around and took a deep breath - don't be fooled by a person's appearance, there is nothing clean and peaceful, God knows what is going on in the clean-looking boy's house Sample.After tidying up the sofa casually, he felt that the sofa was a bit short for Mu Cheng who is so tall.

After Mu Cheng came back, he cleaned up the bathroom after washing his hands, and found a set of clean clothes for Song Yao to take a bath and change.Song Yao came out of the shower and wiped his hair, and saw Mu Cheng pulling the quilt back and forth in the bedroom, so it turns out that this guy can't even change the quilt cover?Without saying a word, Song Yao pulled the corner of the quilt over and reinstalled the quilt cover. Mu Cheng stood there dumbfounded as if he had seen Song Yao do something terrible.Song Yao spread the quilt, lowered his head and said lightly: "The sofa is too short, you should sleep on the bed, I will make the floor."

"It's okay, I usually sleep on the sofa, it's not short. And... I don't have any extra bedding here." Mu Cheng rubbed his nose and secretly looked at Song Yao's expression.

Song Yao sighed: "Okay, it's getting late, go take a shower and sleep, and clean up tomorrow." After speaking, he unceremoniously pulled back the quilt and lay down, watching Mu Cheng take two pieces of clothes and turn off the light and leave the bedroom before curling up Her legs were bowed into the shape of a shrimp, and the sweat on her forehead mixed with the wet water in her hair made her head ache from steaming. Sure enough, she couldn't drink because of a bad stomach.

I don't know how long it has passed, there is no movement in the living room, and the stomach has calmed down a little, Song Yao got up and picked up the blanket beside the bed and went out of the bedroom.Seeing Mu Cheng's strange sleeping posture, Song Yao was amused, covered him with a blanket and went back to the bedroom.A sleepless night.

On the first day of the new year, I will do housework for others, and it is expected that I will not be idle throughout the year.It was past three o'clock in the afternoon when Song Yao returned to the dormitory after cleaning the apartment for Mu Cheng and having dinner.

"Hey, young master, where did you go on New Year's Eve? You weren't here, so I didn't hear the deluxe boy version of your confession! It's so exciting! Guess who it would be?" Xie Hao stayed up all night and turned his face in front of Song Yao, Gossip!Zhou Ning put a rough face in front of Song Yao's eyes, old-fashioned!Peng Ziwei put a big face in front of Song Yao's eyes, greasy!

Song Yao rubbed his sore eyes and pretended to be stupid: "No, I haven't even heard the confession, how could I know who it is? Besides, why would a boy confess to me, you must have heard it wrong..."

"Impossible! It's understandable for one or two people to hear it wrong. Almost everyone in the dormitory heard it. It can't be all wrong! It can't be wrong, it can't be wrong!" Zhou Ning passed a message to Song Yao indirectly with a serious look ——The Pit Roommate Squad is online.

Song Yao rarely grinned in apology: "There should be quite a lot of people named Song Yao. If there are other girls named Song Yao, it's normal. It hurts!

"That's right, you can't ruin your reputation." Mr. Peng Ziwei generously donated money.

Song Yao felt melancholy inwardly: Qing Yu or something, ever since his brain twitched and promised Mu Cheng to be with him, it has been torn apart.At this time, the culprit is enjoying a brand new apartment that is well-organized, clean and clean. This is the fruit of hard-working people.Mu Cheng shook his head and sighed with emotion: Song Yao is like a treasure at home. He is good-looking and versatile. God knows how exciting such an excellent person is. How can he be with him? !

The author has something to say:

The westerly wind is shining, the weather is cold at the end of the year, and it is the season of final exams, and the air is filled with the breath of review.On the vast Eurasian continent, there is a large number of mammal groups—review dogs that usually don’t burn incense and just cram.They are not afraid in the face of danger, they put life and death out of the question, what is the fuss about failing the exam, it is better to lie high and have extra meals.I see that many of you are like this, and I expect you to see me like this.Recently, I have occasionally reviewed the cheats, and I think it is very effective, and I dare not enjoy it alone, so I will share it with you.

1. Confidence review method: use a black pen to erase the content that is not in the textbook, and increase the self-confidence of review by plummeting the difficulty.

2. Sleep review method: Let yourself sleep for a few hours first to gain full energy to improve review efficiency.

3. The method of reviewing according to the fate: when the exam is about to be taken, open the textbook at random to have a look.

4. Regret review method: Let yourself do nothing or play games for a few hours, and then fall into deep self-blame and regret to gain motivation for review.

5. The bottom-up review method: the enhanced and upgraded version of the regret review method, first play games or do nothing for a few days, and on the last day, when all the subjects think you are relaxed and you are not paying attention, use the power of regret to review them quickly , in order to achieve the effect of dredging from the bottom.

6. There is no need to review the Jedi counterattack method at all: bring a red pen during the exam, and score yourself while doing it.Then when the teacher corrects the paper, he will think that this paper has been corrected and skip it directly.

7. Give up the review method: Start giving up now to get a review time for the winter vacation.