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

The moment Yan Baijing stepped off the plane, the blowing wind and the completely unfamiliar scenery made him wake up like a dream.

This is his favorite country.

Canada.

The pace of life is very slow, and there is enough time to calm down and study quietly.

The most important thing is that in autumn here, the maple leaves will dye half of the sky red.

In unfamiliar buildings, the way of communication is no longer his native language, and English communication is indeed not a problem for him.

Yan Baijing took a picture of this quiet scenery with his mobile phone.

After getting off the plane, there are people who come to pick up the exchange students.

After going to the school along the way, I realized that the university atmosphere in China and abroad is really completely different.

Not only the architectural style, but students sitting on the grass and reading can be seen everywhere.

Yan Baijing was taken to visit the laboratory and library by a senior who came to receive him.

I have to say that this is really a good place to learn.

It is completely opposite to the dawdling atmosphere of domestic universities.

Yan Baijing's roommates are also exchange students.

The senior who introduced the school is of course introducing the school to everyone in Chinese.

The feeling of speaking the mother tongue in a foreign land makes everyone feel very cordial.

However, Yan Baijing never thought that he would meet the person who was sealed in his memory and could not be seen again in this place.

That person also saw Yan Baijing, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes, but he seemed a little happy.

"Bai Jing?"

Even though he hadn't seen each other for six years, Yan Baijing recognized him immediately.

It is impossible to say that there is no movement in my heart.

In that memory, the person with a warm smile.

In reality, the person who stabbed him with the most ironic eyes.

"Nanze?"

After so many years of not seeing each other, Hua Nanze seems to have grown up.

And time seems to really heal many things, and it can also make people forget many things.

Because, in Hua Nanze's eyes, there is no sarcasm and harshness in the past, but only the joy of meeting again, and the enthusiasm of meeting acquaintances in a foreign country.

Just like the him in Yan Baijing's memory.

"I thought I would never see you again in my life."

Meeting acquaintances in a foreign country was something Yan Baijing never imagined.

But what he didn't expect was that Hua Nanze said next, "Bai Jing, I'm so happy, you really came to Canada."

At that time, he and Hua Nanze had discussed where they wanted to go the most.

Yan Baijing said that he likes Canada, the land of maple leaves.

Hua Nanze prefers the United States.

But now, Hua Nanze said to him in his favorite country, it's great, I see you again.

It's not that he doesn't understand the implication of this sentence.

This sentence means too much.

Hua Nanze was looking for him, and even came to his favorite country in order to find him.

Just this one action, how many unnecessary words can be explained?

In the past, Yan Baijing would really be moved, but now, he only has peace in his heart.

Seeing Yan Baijing's silence, Hua Nanze's eyes darkened.

"Bai Jing, there is something I have always wanted to say to you in my heart. It has been piercing me like a thorn and torturing me for so many years."

Yan Baijing hooked the corners of his lips.

"No need. It was just a joke when I was young, I have long forgotten."

Meeting Hua Nanze again was an accident.

For him, what happened to Hua Nanze had nothing to do with him, because it was all in the past.

Those shadows caused by him have passed away, and he does not bear any grudge against Hua Nanze, nor does he blame him.

Huanan Ze originally thought that Yan Baijing would look forward to those three words.

At least, he can ask Yan Baijing for forgiveness.

He really hurt this person too much because of his childishness in his youth.

One day after Yan Baijing left, he suddenly remembered Yan Baijing's injured eyes.

Looking at him, unbelievable.

He suddenly realized that he was wrong.

Wrong.

He hurt someone who was the best for him, someone who would do anything for him.

With an apologetic heart, he has been working hard, hoping to say sorry to Yan Baijing when he sees Yan Baijing one day.

But when he actually met Yan Baijing, he found that the apology that had stalked him for so many years was just a joke in Yan Baijing's eyes.

Even, there is no chance of asking for forgiveness at all.

With the heart of giving it a try, he came to Canada to try his luck.

It turned out that in the end he didn't even have a chance to say sorry in his heart.

Hua Nanze discovered for the first time that this person, when he was ruthless, was more cold-blooded than anyone else.

Hua Nanze just smiled palely.

"Yeah, just kidding, kidding."

After struggling for so long, with so many detours, he struggled for three years in high school, and finally figured out that he missed and felt guilty about Yan Baijing, but as time passed, he became more and more aware of Yan Baijing's role in himself. heart weight.

It turned out that it was just a joke.

The moment he got the answer, he fully understood that Yan Baijing took the time to tell him.

You, this person, have nothing to do with me.

Yan Baijing saw the mist in Hua Nanze's eyes.He bent his lips and patted Hua Nanze's head.

"I haven't seen you for so many years, why do you still cry so much?"

As soon as these words were said, Hua Nanze burst into tears.

"sorry Sorry!!"

Yan Baijing helped Hua Nanze wipe away his tears.

"You didn't apologize to me. It's all over, and you don't have to worry about it. I'm fine now."

He is such a gentle person.

Why did he choose to hurt this soft-hearted person in the first place?

Even with the current relationship, Yan Baijing would still help him wipe away his tears.

This person's gentleness has become a habit, a habit with a distance.

Hua Nanze looked at Yan Baijing's Gujing Wubo's eyes, which once said clearly and clearly that he liked him.

now.

But nothing.

There was only a mechanical smile on the corner of his mouth.

In fact, it's okay, at least he is still willing to talk to himself.

And, in Canada's slow-paced years, there might be a chance to remind him of what he likes about him.

Thinking of this, Hua Nanze smiled.

"Bai Jing, let me chase you now."

Yan Baijing was slightly taken aback.

Hua Nanze said again: "Anyway, I have already chased you to Canada. God arranged for us to meet again. He must have given me a chance. Don't I want to take it?"

Sure enough, it was Hua Nanze who wouldn't let go easily if he decided.

His temper is exactly the same as Song Yu's.

Yan Baijing suddenly smiled.

Hua Nanze's heart felt sweet, this smile probably meant that he was not disgusted.

After Yan Baijing finished laughing, he only said a word to Hua Nanze.

"I'm not worth your pursuit. If you don't want to be more sad than now, you'd better give up."

Hua Nanze heard the meaning of these words.

"Do you have someone you like?"

The biggest difference between Hua Nanze and Song Yu is that Hua Nanze is too smart.

As for Song Yu, he would never bump into the south wall and never look back.

Yan Baijing smiled.

"No. I don't like anyone."

He remembered the song when he was playing Sword Three.

After Song Yu finished listening, she said to him, "Ah, it's so cruel, my girl's heart is about to be poked!"

May I get a master to sing the snow between the eyebrows for me!

——I am not waiting for anyone, and no one will come.

Song Yu lingered outside the school for a week, and when he returned to the dormitory, Yan Baijing's bed was completely clean.

"...Where's Yan Baijing?"

Luo Zifan took off his earphones and looked at Song Yu ironically.

"he's gone."

Song Yu frowned, his heart was suddenly empty.

"... Gone? What do you mean?"

Luo Zifan glanced at Song Yu, "Do you really consider him a friend? Everyone in the grade knows that the only exchange student in our school is Yan Baijing." A mocking smile curled up on the corner of his mouth. "And you, in order to avoid him, ran away for another week."

Now Luo Zifan felt angry when he saw Song Yu.

If it wasn't for this guy, Yan Baijing wouldn't be like that.

"Song Yu, you don't have to think that you forced him away."

Song Yu frowned, "What do you mean?"

Luo Zifan seemed to mean something.

"I just don't want someone to blame themselves for being self-righteous and sentimental, thinking that someone forced Yan Baijing away by himself."

"Luo Zifan, did you take the wrong medicine?"

Luo Zifan smiled, "Song Yu, I just remind you one thing today, it's too late for you to regret it now."

Song Yu raised his fist, but he didn't hit Luo Zifan for a long time.

Forget it.

It's okay to leave, and you don't have to be so tired to get along with each other anymore.

Song Yu was not on the verge of breaking out.

Turned on the game.

Luo Zifan almost vomited blood from Song Yu's calm attitude.

Does this person really have no reaction at all?

"Song Yu, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"

Song Yu stared blankly at the computer screen.

"So? I'm gone, how should I react."

Luo Zifan has never been so unable to control his emotions for a moment.

He punched Song Yu in the face.

He picked up Song Yu's collar.

"How did Yan Baijing treat you? Now that he's gone, don't you feel anything at all!!"

Song Yu opened Luo Zifan's hand with his hand.

He looked at Luo Zifan coldly.

"No."

Luo Zifan poohed Song Yu's face.

"Song Yu, you've really taught me so much."

Song Yu smiled coldly.

"Go away, gay."

After hearing these words, Luo Zifan's blood surged up, and a trace of blood leaked from the corner of Song Yu's mouth, which he punched without hesitation.

But Song Yu didn't fight back at all.

Luo Zifan finally realized something was wrong.

Logically speaking, it was impossible for Song Yu not to fight back.

He just looked at Luo Zifan without focus, and said it over and over again.

"roll."

As I talked, I became more and more emboldened.

In the end it turned out to be a whimper.

Under Luo Zifan's gaze, he frantically punched his chest.

His eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were red, his teeth were gritted, and his face was ferocious, but the tears just fell from the corners of his eyes without any money.

Luo Zifan suddenly remembered that Song Yu was a straight man.

He once swore that he liked women.

He also said that there is no discrimination against homosexuals because it has nothing to do with him.

But ever since Yan Baijing's liking for him was exposed, Song Yu's world view continued to collapse.

Perhaps, he was really too partial to Yan Baijing, and never considered the issue from Song Yu's point of view.

If even Yan Baijing, who was originally crooked, was so sad.

So how does a straight guy feel when he is confessed by a gay guy?

That gay guy is still my good friend, should I face it or avoid it.

People's instinctive reaction is not to face it.

But Song Yu forced himself to give Yan Baijing an answer.

And that impulsive Yan Baijing did that kind of thing to Song Yu again.

In front of my brother, I bear./Huan./Jiao./Pan.

How should he face it bravely?

But Song Yu still faced Yan Baijing, faced with Yan Baijing's liking, and carefully maintained the crack in the friendship between the two, preventing it from getting bigger.

But he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

A guess slowly formed in Luo Zifan's mind.

The reason for Song Yu's crazy self-torture now... He seemed to suddenly understand something.

"Are you...afraid you're gay?"

Because of fear, so will escape.

It's disgusting to repeat homosexuality over and over again because of fear.

Because of fear, he became thorny all over his body, and told all homosexuals to get out of his side, so that he could shrink in the protective shell of his own lies.

Escaping from the reality that frightened him.

Song Yu shook his head in despair, looked at Luo Zifan in dismay, and shouted loudly over and over again:

"I'm not……"

"I'm not!!!"

It was as if the louder he yelled, the more he could believe it.

But in fact, he didn't believe it anymore.