Mizuki

It was past ten when Su Miao was woken up by the alarm clock the next day. When she woke up, she found that only the bathroom was lit, and the room could be seen clearly through the frosted glass, but there was no one in it.It didn't hurt so much, but Qiao Lin was not there when he touched it with his hand.

A place like a hotel is the easiest place to hide monsters and ghosts. In an instant, the movie he watched last night was automatically replayed in his mind. The picture was stronger than the 3D effect, and Su Miao was scared out of his skin pimple.

Su Miao wrapped herself up in a quilt, shouted Qiao Lin's name, but no one answered, quickly took out her palm and took her mobile phone to send a message to ask, just in time to see Qiao Lin's message pop up: "Open the door for me. "

"Huh?" Su Miao was amazed, she threw off the quilt and got out of bed and ran to open the door, as if something was chasing after her, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Qiao Lin carrying the porridge.

Su Miao almost cried and hugged her, and wailed sadly: "Brother Qiao, where did you go this morning..."

"Going to buy food." Qiao Lin held up the things in his hand and said, "When you get up, brush your teeth, wash your face and eat. When does your brother want you to go home?"

Su Miao was taken aback when she heard the words, and then she remembered that Qiao Lin would be leaving soon, she was suddenly depressed, and began to regret how she slept until almost noon, and there was no time to stay any longer.

Su Miaoxuan pulled on her slippers and walked in sullenly: "I'll be back in the afternoon, just in time for dinner." After taking two steps, she asked sullenly, "What about you? What time does the car leave?"

Qiao Lin couldn't be ignorant of what he was thinking, so he just stepped forward and stroked his hair, and said back to him, "I'll follow you home on the way. I have a car at a.m., walk from the train station, and only then can I catch the evening class when I go back."

Su Miao didn't care what he said later, and quickly covered her mouth after being kissed: "I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"

Qiao Lin didn't care: "Me neither."

"??" Su Miao was shocked by this man's thick skin: "You went out without brushing your teeth? How unfriendly?"

Qiao Lin didn't care about it: "It's not easy to dislike."

"..."

So the two stood side by side in the bathroom brushing their teeth, one neatly dressed and the other disheveled, smiling happily.

Su Miao didn't say anything else.He saw the unsealed disposable toothbrush in the bathroom, and knew that Qiao Lin could not accompany him home.The train station is nearly an hour away, which means that the two of them can still stay together for an hour and a half, and he doesn't want to waste this time on the bus.

After brushing their teeth, the two of them sat down and ate breakfast. Su Miao kept glancing sideways, and at the end Qiao Lin couldn't ignore it: "What are you looking at?"

"Let me ask you," Su Miao asked while biting her chopsticks, "Don't you think that cake was a waste?"

Qiao Lin glanced at it, except for the little bit that Su Miao ate last night, the rest was basically intact, but the cake that was left overnight was too easy to get diarrhea, so he forced Su Miao's face back: "Slap big One, it’s not like you didn’t get it.”

Su Miao felt a pain in the heart, especially painful, and cried and said, "Let me take another bite, just one bite."

"Diarrhea, I'll tell you."

"That's a birthday cake, a birthday cake, I still look like it."

Qiao Lin couldn't help it. He stared at Su Miao and gnawed a corner of the cake, and heard him whining with cream in his mouth: "Why did I forget to take a picture last night, why did I forget..."

"Actually," Qiao Lin simply ignored him, got up to pack his schoolbag, and said the second half of the sentence slowly: "Actually, I took pictures very early."

"Didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You didn't ask me."

"..."

In the end, he patted his round belly and sat on the bed to watch Qiao Lin pack his things, and suddenly called out, "Brother Qiao."

"Huh? What?" Qiao Lin looked up and asked, folded the dirty clothes that were changed last night and put them in the bag.

Su Miao sneered: "...I forgot what I wanted to say."

Qiao Lin didn't care, and lowered his head to clean up.

"Qiao Lin." Su Miao called again.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Qiao Lin looked up and put the neat stack of paintings into the handbag he bought this morning.

"It's okay, I'll just call."

Jolin bowed his head and zipped up his schoolbag.

"Joe—"

Before Su Miao could say a word, Qiao Lin suddenly leaned over, and at the end he rubbed his fingertips on Su Miao's face, as if he was drawing the outline, and said in a low voice, "If you don't want me to leave, just say it."

"I told you, can you not leave?" Su Miao bit her lip, the force made her lips numb and her eyes sore.

Qiao Lin didn't hesitate: "No."

The familiar lines, half a year ago, Qiao Lin was reluctant to go back to his hometown, but now it has become himself.

Su Miao turned her face away: "Then I won't say anything."

"Then let me say," Qiao Lin turned his face to himself and said, "I don't want to go, I want to go home with you, I want to celebrate your birthday all day, I want to sit with you I was distracted while studying and doing problems in the classroom, I want to wake up next to you every day, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life.”

His words were like a cannonball, one sentence after another, Su Miao didn't speak after listening, just clutched the bed sheet desperately and didn't let go.

"It depends on the willingness of the two of you. I didn't dare to. I didn't ask you when I was shopping, but I don't regret it now that I have done it." Qiao Lin hooked his collar and pulled aside: "You The whole thing is mine, and no one can take it away. I mean it."

Su Miao suddenly pulled Qiao Lin over, stuck her head behind him, and let him force the tears back before letting him go. Then she took a long breath and forced a smile: "It's useless to say you're responsible. , the action is the most practical, for example, I will come next time."

Qiao Lin lowered his eyes to see that Su Miao had changed her pajamas back into casual clothes. He stretched out his hand and patted the pants before he put them on: "Is your place not hurting anymore?"

Su Miao looked back and looked down, and replied very naturally: "It doesn't hurt." After pulling up the pants, she immediately changed her face, baring her teeth and claws and throwing the person down on the bed: "Next time, I won't eat you!"

Jolin smiled and dodged his hammering hand.

Su Miao suppressed him and cursed.

The parting at the train station was unusually calm.

Qiao Lin refused to let Su Miao follow, he just stuck together like glue.

"I told you not to come, it will take two or three minutes to go back and forth." Qiao Lin sighed while standing at the entrance of the station.

Su Miao pushed him to go in: "What are you talking about when you're already here?"

Qiao Lin took the ticket and turned to say goodbye to him: "Then I'm entering the ticket gate."

Su Miao: "You go in."

Qiao Lin was carrying the deflated bag, and after the beep, he was a stroke away from Su Miao.

"Go back, I'm getting into the car." Qiao Lin waved at him.Su Miao also waved her hand and turned to leave.

Qiao Lin also walked towards the car door, and as soon as he took a step out, he heard Su Miao calling him from behind, with an urgent voice.He looked back abruptly, and saw Su Miao running two steps wildly, stepping on the railing amidst the obstruction of the train station staff, stretched out half of her body, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the mouth amidst the crowd a mouthful.

After kissing, she backed away immediately, and whispered to him, "Make a seal."

The whole process took less than five seconds. Before more people saw it, Su Miao stood outside the railing, pursed her lips and watched Qiao Lin get on the train.

It wasn't until the train door closed, Qiao Lin's face was blocked behind the window, the train started with a long beep, and finally there was nothing on the track, that Su Miao walked back with his gift bag.

He slowly moved out of the station, stepped out of the lobby and began to walk faster, and all kinds of people passed by him. People's faces were either tired or reluctant or excited, and Su Miao suddenly accelerated her pace as she walked. , and finally turned into a run.

Some of the past must be abandoned in the past, and some visions are in front of the teenagers.

Less than half a year, and less than half a year until the art test, Qiao Lin's success or failure will be in this half year.

The later days really passed like running water, summer went and autumn came again, and the cicadas that boiled all night turned into cricket concerts in the grass at night.

Qiao Lin started to practice day and night after returning to the studio, and he didn't even have time to send things to Su Miao.Except when he went to the Academy of Fine Arts to register for the exam, he basically didn't touch his mobile phone.The night before he applied for the exam, he queued up outside the school registration point. Su Miao bought a time-limited and unlimited data package to accompany him for nearly a whole night. No matter how much Qiao Lin persuaded him to go to bed, he refused to go to bed. I did memorizing words with me there, and fell asleep on the desk until five o'clock in the morning.

Qiao Lin will never forget what happened that night in his life. He remembers that when he turned his head by accident, he saw a long dark line in the shop window opposite the school gate from a distance, standing, squatting, lying down, and people in different poses. There were people in the queue, and he sat on the floor, the white headphone cable reflected the light from the screen, and Su Miao's voice rang in his ears in a city hundreds of kilometers away.He has heard many touching songs in this world, but none of them can compare to the half-line of poetry that Su Miao recited.

The hibiscus is picked in the river, and the orchid is full of fragrant grass.Who do you want to leave behind?Thoughts are far away.

The weather forecast said that there will be snowfall this year. I don’t know if it’s because of this. The winter here seems to be gloomy all the time. Today’s sunshine is rare and warm.

Probably not because the sun was warm. Su Miao hasn't slept well since last night. She managed to sleep for a while in the morning, and was woken up by the wake-up music in the dormitory area at six o'clock. The first high-profile "Ballet in Spring" reverberated in the dormitory area for nearly 10 minutes, making people feel like their heads are also dancing ballet together.

Su Miao's whole face was hot. On the one hand, he was too sleepy after staying up late, and on the other hand, the news of Qiao Lin's coming back danced ballet all night in his mind.This time, it's not about what test to take, what certificate to take, what birthday, but the last battle of art candidates—the interview is over.

Qiao Lin returned to campus in the last semester of his high school career. At that time, the school bus for picking up art candidates stopped at the gate, and the busload of art candidates carried big bags and small bags to school. Su Miao even skipped self-study and ran out. Hiding from Wu Si and Qiao Lin, he slipped into the dormitory.

The next morning they stepped on the bell to enter the classroom, but found that the class was still noisy. After asking, they found out that it was Zhou Shishan's deskmate who came back from the city and found that his desk was clean and tidy. He thought it was him. My dear deskmate cleaned up, and immediately hugged Zhou Shishan and wept bitterly, but the next second I took out Qin Yaoyao's notebook, Qin Yaoyao's pen case, Qin Yaoyao's dictionary, Qin Yaoyao's small mirror, Qin Yaoyao's coat......

When this little brother took out things in the same way, the expression on his face ranged from surprise to disbelief to unrequited love. In the end, he silently put all the things back to their original places, walked up to Qin Yaoyao, and made a gesture at her. Please take the posture, and say very generously: "Grandma, come, your phoenix chair, please take a seat."

Then with a push, he moved his desk out and moved Qin Yaoyao's over.

Qin Yaoyao's tablemate didn't object, neither did Qin Yaoyao.

I don't know who blew the whistle, and there was a burst of booing in the class.

"Are they done?" Jolin returned to his seat and asked curiously.

"Yeah, it happened shortly after Ban You came back that day." Su Miao replied in a low voice.

As soon as Qiao Lin sat down, he found that his seat was also neatly placed with books, without any dust, so he reached into the belly of the table and said cheerfully, "Come and see if there is anyone in my table." little things."

"There are too many." Su Miao rested her chin to watch him take it, and saw that he took out several notebooks of different thicknesses.

Seeing that his name on the cover was written by Su Miao instead of his own, Qiao Lin was a little taken aback, and opened it while saying, "What is this?"

Good luck, these are Su Miao's handwritten class notes, and they are all important points.

"See?" Su Miao raised her eyebrows and said, "In one semester, you must memorize these six books by heart."

Qiao Lin was a little moved: "You copied two copies?"

"Who said that?" Su Miao shrugged, "I said it all silently."

"???"

"Hey, hey, the two behind you are biting their ears," Chen Kai was leading the morning reading on the podium, deliberately increased the volume, knocked on the podium with a triangular ruler and pointed at them, teasing without hesitation: "I did the early reading." , be quiet."

As soon as the words were finished, the whole class suddenly recited Mulan's poems in unison. This was the beginning of Class Nine who didn't know who started it recently.She also yelled "Ask my daughter what she thinks, ask her what she remembers" loudly at them, Su Miao blushed and shrank her head into the textbook, but Qiao Lin got excited and asked next to him: " What do you think? What do you remember?"

"Go with your back!" Su Miao's face and ears turned red.

Qiao Lin only pursed his lips and smiled, very happy.

"Hey! The director is here, textbooks!" Chen Kai raised his eyes, be good, Wu Sizheng has to check the morning reading from class to class, and it takes a long time to turn a corner and arrive at the door!

"Being a teacher -" Chen Kai yelled in a panic, and almost followed up with "Cao Cao".

Thanks to the repeated memorization of the text in the class, when Wu Si walked to the front of the next class, he had already read the words "The servants of the guards are relentless inside, and the loyal men forget themselves outside", full of momentum, as if he was The veteran who is about to go to war.

This class has momentum throughout the third year of high school.

When the director passed by, I didn't know how satisfied he was, and turned around to tell Cheng Song that Class [-] was not studying hard.