On the Correct Way of Not Failing a Course at the End of the Term

After playing in the game for a while, Yan Baijing looked at the time, and it was almost time to wash up and sleep, so he closed the game.

"I'll wash up and go to bed first, so don't play for too long. The match is the day after tomorrow, don't you still have to meet Lin Anran tomorrow?"

When Song Yu heard this, he also greeted the people in the game and quit.

Lying on the bed after washing, both of them stared at the ceiling with their eyes open.

"Yida, what should I wear tomorrow?"

"You are a big man and you are still struggling with what to wear like a little girl when you go out on a date?"

"...I haven't seen her for a long time. I don't know if she's doing well these years. You know, the first image is very important!"

"...boring. If you have time to dress up, why not think about what you are going to do with her tomorrow?"

"No, I've already thought about it. I want to take her to the forest park. Although there are no trees and flowers to see, it's still okay to go to the forest park for barbecue. After we go to the park, we can go to the movies. There are so many places I want to go with her!"

Listening to the various dates he fantasized about, Yan Baijing twitched his lips.

"You really like her."

Song Yu laughed, and slowly recalled:

"Yeah, she's been away for so many years, I haven't found a girlfriend again, and there are many girls chasing me, but in my heart she is still the best. I really thought about marrying her back home .And you know, I have never had a fight with her. There is no one who can make my temper go away in a moment. It is very comfortable to chat with her, even if it is just listening to music quietly. Very happy."

"If you use a season to describe her, I think spring is probably the most appropriate."

Yan Baijing smiled, "I'm going to see her tomorrow, it's pretty good, let's rest early."

Song Yu gave a soft "um", "Good night."

Yan Baijing closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Memories are pieces of broken glass sprinkled with gold.

Some people's memory will scratch themselves.

There are also people who remember that the piece of glass will reflect a rainbow.

He wasn't sad, he just wanted to bless.

Listening to Song Yu's description of her, I can also feel how good this girl is.

It belongs to the young and astringent, as if you can smell the faint fragrance of green apples.

He seemed to be able to see such a picture, on the desks in the classroom, a man and a woman sat in front of one another, the sunlight through the window left fine shadows on their faces.

The classroom smelled of chalk dust.

The white earphone wires are connected to the ears of the two.

There is only quiet music, and after-school tutoring that works hard for each other.

The smiles and dimples of the two carved their entire youth.

Perhaps it was because he had too little communication with people, and when he thought of these pictures, he felt some yearning for no reason.

It was a tenderness he had never touched before.

The picture of this memory is very beautiful, so beautiful that there is no gap to accommodate him at all.

Song Yu said that it was his spring.

But the memories that belonged to him and Song Yu were the lonely autumn.

After the heat fades away in autumn, it is the bitterly cold winter.

This winter, is it possible to pass by wearing a few more clothes as in previous years?

He didn't know, and he didn't want to think about it.

Close your eyes and go to sleep.

It was awakened by the sound of Song Yu cleaning up lightly.

Yan Baijing opened his eyes half-closed.

He didn't sleep very deeply at all that night.

He sat up straight, shook his head, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

I thought I was a free and easy person, but I didn't think that being hypocritical could keep him up all night.

The thing to do now is to accompany Song Yu to meet his first love, instead of immersing himself in the lonely time of directing and acting.

Yan Baijing got out of bed and changed his clothes.

After simply washing up, he walked behind Song Yu who was looking in the mirror.

Song Yu seemed a little nervous.

Looking at Yan Baijing in the mirror, he asked, "Walking like this?"

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu in the mirror, his eyes were still full of anticipation, a dark cashmere sweater was worn over a white shirt, and a khaki knitted jacket was worn over his coat.

It looks good no matter how you wear it.

After tidying up seriously like this, Song Yu's own scorpion spirit has calmed down a lot.

Yan Baijing helped him tidy up the collar behind him, and smiled at Song Yu in the mirror, "If you take another photo, you won't be able to see a flower, that's all right, don't tidy up for too long, leave the school early and wait for the girl , don't let her wait for you."

Song Yu looked into the mirror and smiled sarcastically, "Ah, okay, then shall we go?"

Along the way, Song Yu, who was always chatty, was strangely silent.

Yan Baijing put his hands in his coat pockets, followed Song Yu, and walked to the agreed milk tea shop at the school gate.

Song Yu sat by the glass window, from which he could see everything outside.

Yan Baijing was sitting next to Song Yu, and Song Yu could be seen from this direction.

Song Yu stared intently at the people coming and going outside.

Yan Baijing never took his eyes off Song Yu's face.

Not long after, Song Yu's face suddenly beamed with joy, and Yan Baijing saw that his hands were trembling slightly.

"An Ran is here!"

There was even a tremor in his voice.

Be excited, or nervous.

None of that matters.

Yan Baijing followed Song Yu's gaze, and a girl with shawl hair and a white scarf came over.

This girl is very handsome, and belongs to the type that is very comfortable at a glance.

If he and Song Yu stand together, they must be a good match.

Soon, the expression on Song Yu's face suddenly showed a hint of disappointment, "Anran... who is that boy behind him?"

Yan Baijing looked again, and there was a boy behind the girl, helping her carry the bag behind her, looking at her with a smile on his face.

An Ran also seemed to be introducing something to him, and the two were talking and laughing.

Yan Baijing looked at Song Yu subconsciously. Song Yu couldn't tell what expression he had on his face. There was expectation, confusion, and confusion.

But his trembling hands already showed how restless he was at the moment.

Yan Baijing patted Song Yu's shoulder and smiled slightly, "Don't be nervous, I won't embarrass you."

Following the boy helping the girl to open the door, Song Yu calmed down the bewilderment on his face, and greeted Lin Anran and the boy, "Anran, here!"

Lin Anran looked at Song Yu, with a nice smile on his face, and turned his head to point the way to that boy.

The boy smiled slightly, followed Lin Anran and walked over.

After exchanging pleasantries, Lin Anran introduced the boy, "Song Yu, this is my boyfriend, Ye Chen."

Ye Chen?

Song Yu thought for a while, and it still sounds the same as Yechen in the gang.

But of course he wouldn't think that Ye Chen in front of him was Yechen from the gang, there is no such coincidence in the world.

But this person named Ye Chen...

It looks really good-looking.

Like Yan Baijing, he has the appearance of a male god, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is also very gentle.

The most important thing is that she matches Lin Anran very well, and takes good care of Lin Anran in all the details.

Ye Chen smiled at Song Yu with his mouth bent, "Song Yu, what a coincidence."

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Yu's expression changed instantly.

Not for anything else, just for this voice, whoever it is if it's not the conductor Yechen who has partnered with him for so long.

fuck!

Is there really such a funny thing in this world?The boyfriend of my first love is my seamless conductor in the game?

"Fuck?! You really are Yechen!"

Song Yu almost jumped up.

"You know each other?" Lin Anran couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw that Song Yu and Ye Chen looked very familiar.

This dramatic scene made Yan Baijing not know what expression to make.

Song Yu smiled awkwardly, "So...the girl you said you were chasing was An Ran?..."

Ye Chen bent the corner of his mouth, "Well, I wasted a lot of effort chasing her."

Song Yu had mixed feelings in his heart. Yechen was very sharp in the game and rarely talked. If it wasn't because the two were both conductors and communicated frequently, Song Yu really wouldn't be able to get acquainted with Yechen very well.

And it was precisely because the two communicated frequently that Song Yu knew what an excellent person Yechen was.

Not to mention studying, you can tell how dedicated you will be just by looking at your personality.

In the game, there are quite a few people who seek love with Yechen, but Yechen has never gotten too close to any girl.

"Ah, this is Yan Baijing, my roommate." Song Yu still didn't forget to introduce Yan Baijing, concealing his embarrassment, and introduced to Lin Anran.

My first love brought her boyfriend to see me, but I was stupidly excited all night.

We haven't seen each other for many years, but when we meet again, there is someone beside her, but I wrote a play that pretends to be affectionate, thinking that this time we meet, everything can start again.

Song Yu looked at the two happy people in front of him, concealed the bitterness in his heart, and smiled, "An Ran, your boyfriend is not bad."

Lin Anran smiled boldly, "That's right, otherwise how could you be worthy of me."

It's still her.

She hasn't changed at all.

Still the girl who smiles brightly every day.

She was still the girl who bickered with him every day but never got angry.

She was still the girl who said she was handsome every day, but was always gentle and caring.

She was the only girl I had liked for so many years.

Song Yu habitually ordered a cup of red bean milk tea, "You don't need to climb over the wall to buy it now, your favorite drink."

Lin Anran chuckled, "However, I still like the feeling when we climbed over the wall and went out to buy red bean milk tea secretly, especially when we were hiding from the security guards, hahahaha, ah, I remember your crotch was cut open!"

Song Yu laughed when she said that, "You are so annoying, I still remember this so clearly, don't force me to reveal all your black history to you."

Lin Anran waved her hands again and again, "Don't do it, I want to pretend to be a lady in front of Ye Chen for a little longer."

Ye Chen smiled, "I never saw you as a normal girl from the beginning."

Lin Anran curled her lips, "Cut."

Ye Chen rubbed her hair, "But I like you anyway."

Song Yu watched the interaction between the two people in front of him, and the loss and regret in his heart deepened.

He really wanted to ask why she left without saying goodbye, and really wanted to ask how she had been doing all these years.

But with this picture, there is no need to ask any more questions.

She had a boyfriend, which he didn't expect.

Yan Baijing noticed that Song Yu was losing his composure, and nudged him lightly with his elbow.

Looking at Lin Anran and Ye Chen with a slight smile, "After drinking the milk tea, why don't we go to the movies together, isn't there a new movie that is very well received recently?"

Several people have no objection.

After drinking milk tea, the four of them went to the cinema together.

If I could say it again, Yan Baijing would not bring Song Yu to watch this movie even if he was killed.

"You at the same table".

This movie is about a regret about youth and reality.

My girlfriend got married and the groom is not me.

The ending is that the male lead attends the female lead's wedding, and he fantasizes that he and his brother robbed the marriage, just like they made trouble and ran away together when they were in college.

But he didn't, all he could do was sit down and watch the bride tell the groom I would.

We are no longer willful children.

Ideals are ideals, and reality is reality.

After the movie ended, Lin Anran and Ye Chen planned to go to other places, and Song Yu wisely did not follow.

"I'll see you later when I have a chance."

"Well, okay, next time I will go to your school to play."

Song Yu watched the backs of the two leaving hand in hand, and the smile on his face gradually became ironic.

But he still smiled optimistically at Yan Baijing, "Yida, let's go, let's go back to the dormitory."

Yan Baijing looked into his dull eyes, but shook his head, "I don't want to go back yet, accompany me to the night market and drink some wine."

Song Yu heard this proposal, looked at Yan Baijing, and wanted to smile at him, but his eyes turned red.

"Am I an idiot?"