Mountain Stream Autumn

Unlike the modern lighting in the ancient city, the academy is more modern, using lanterns for lighting.

Until Chen Nanshan stood in the academy, he didn't really dare to believe that there would still be such a primitive place in today's society.Because candles are lit, the lighting effect is not as strong as incandescent lamps, but it is because of this that it adds a bit of artistic conception.

Chen Nanshan, who teaches ancient literature and history, also feels closer.

At the front of the academy is a large flat, with a wall engraved with the motto of the academy, and next to it is a small building, standing on it, you can see the scenery on the other side of the river.

Going further in, there is an ancient forest. Under the tree are stone tables and chairs. At the moment, there is a girl in ancient costume playing the piano.

However, Chen Nanshan was not very interested in these things, his eyes were all attracted by the tree in the innermost part of the academy.

There are many plaques hanging on the tree. Because of the breeze, the plaques collide with each other and make a pleasant sound.

He Qiuming was fascinated by Chen Nanshan, and suggested, "Go and have a look?"

"it is good."

It was a thousand-year-old sweet-scented osmanthus.

Chen Nanshan reached out to get the plaques hung up, looked at them by candlelight, and found that there were words written on them, and it was the same with other plaques.

He Qiuming put down the plaque in his hand that was written more than ten years ago, surprise flashed across his face, he did not expect that there would be a plaque that was hung up so many years ago.

"This is the tradition of the academy, and it changes every hundred years." Chen Nanshan heard the passerby explain that he just hung up one, "It has been passed down for many years."

"Ok?"

Passers-by looked at the one he wrote again, and turned around to explain to Chen Nanshan, "People who come here to play can go to the front hall to ask for a plaque, and then hang it up for good luck."

The passer-by pointed to the plaques hanging on the tree, and said with a smile, "But later, there are all kinds of writings. Everyone here is like a group, and it is another kind of visit here."

"Is everything okay?" Chen Nanshan heard He Qiuming ask.

"Most of them are looking for marriage and career," a passer-by replied, "The scholars in the courtyard will help them go to the temple to pray."

He Qiuming nodded, his lowered eyes didn't know what he was thinking.Chen Nanshan was curious, and asked a few more questions. After thanking him, he took He Qiuming to ask for two plaques, and lined up to write something.

Chen Nanshan didn't believe in these before, but now that he's older, he likes these things with beautiful meanings.Whether or not this is the case is not the second priority, the most important thing is to seek auspiciousness.

He handed He Qiuming a pen, then distanced the two of them, stood aside and looked at He Qiuming, wondering what he would write.

He Qiuming tapped Chen Nanshan's forehead with a pen, reminding him, "Write your own seriously, don't peek."

Chen Nanshan rubbed the place where he was knocked, grinned, and thought seriously.

The dim light in the academy, the deliberately low voices of the people coming and going, and the sound of the wind blowing past the ears made time seem to slow down.

Chen Nanshan raised his eyes to look at He Qiuming, and saw that he had a serious face, without the smile just now, and was staring at the thousand-year-old tree in front of him in a daze.

He wondered if He Qiuming would think of him for a moment when he wrote this?

Chen Nanshan sighed, but thinking of the twelve o'clock surprise that He Qiuming said, he couldn't help but curled his lips, picked up his pen and started writing.

He doesn't seek marriage or career, his marriage career has not changed from the beginning to the end, and his surname has always been He and Qiuming.

What he asked for was He Qiuming alone.

After Chen Nanshan chose a place to hang the plaque, he stood aside and waited for He Qiuming to fix it. After He Qiuming finished it, Chen Nanshan walked up to him and asked casually, "Do you believe this?"

"good."

"I thought it was fun."

He Qiuming chuckled, remembering Chen Nanshan who was circling around the tree just now to find a good place, and said in a good mood, "Yes."

Chen Nanshan pursed his lips, thinking that the foreshadowing was almost the same, so he asked, "What did you write?" He was afraid that He Qiuming would not answer, so he simply added an option, "Is it work?"

"No."

"Then...feelings?" Chen Nanshan pretended to look around and asked casually.

He Qiuming paused, then shook his head again, "No."

Chen Nanshan lowered his head, feeling somewhat disappointed, but he still asked persistently, "Just...is there really no me?"

After all, He Qiuming couldn't hold back his laughter. He brushed Chen Nanshan's hair, recalled what he wrote just now, and said with a smile, "Yes."

As for more details, no matter what Ren Chen Nanshan asked, He Qiuming refused to say anything.He Qiuming didn't ask Chen Nanshan what he wrote, but Chen Nanshan blew himself up with a smile on his lips.

"What I wrote is also about you."

"Oh?" He Qiuming raised his voice.

Chen Nanshan pursed his lips and smiled, and patted He Qiuming on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go shopping."

He Qiuming covered his mouth, gave a low cough, and followed Chen Nanshan's footsteps, his eyes were full of tenderness that couldn't be melted away.

As it was approaching twelve o'clock, Chen Nanshan and He Qiuming went to the riverside to occupy a seat, preparing to watch the grand ceremony later.It's just that the two of them went late, and the seats at the front were gone, so Chen Nanshan had to follow He Qiuming through the crowd, just to find a slightly vacant seat.

The two finally stood at a place slightly to the side. Although there were quite a few people there, it was much better than the one on the other side of the river.

Chen Nanshan heard the people next to him guess what grand ceremony would be held later, he took the opportunity to glance at He Qiuming, and unexpectedly met his gaze, He Qiuming didn't hide, but murmured in a low voice.

"It's nothing."

He actually wanted to ask what kind of performance was going to be, why didn't He Qiuming tell him after so long.However, Chen Nanshan looked at the water surface and the lights on both sides of the river. He guessed at most that it was just a performance on the water, or a stage to sing, but no matter which one it was, it would not be enough to be the finale.

Just thinking about it, Chen Nanshan couldn't help laughing.He thought they were quite rebellious, they had to go to work tomorrow, but today they dared to drive to such a far place for a few hours, and they took a casual trip, even if they didn't have much fun.

But I couldn't stop being happy, even though I just had dinner with He Qiuming and went to a college, it was better than many other things.

He Qiuming turned his head to look at Chen Nanshan, who rolled his eyes with a smile, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

The wind in the middle of the night is always biting, and because it is by the river, it is even colder to the bone when it blows on the body.Although Chen Nanshan wore a lot of clothes and there were people standing in front of him at the moment, Chen Nanshan couldn't help shivering because of his cold body.

He rubbed his arms to dispel the coldness, and at the same time he couldn't help wondering, as a man, how could He Qiuming not be afraid of the cold, as if he was on a stove in winter.

A piece of clothing was draped over Chen Nanshan's body, with a familiar fragrance. Chen Nanshan turned his head and saw He Qiuming who was only wearing a khaki sweater.

Chen Nanshan was startled, and immediately took off the clothes on his body, and turned around to put them on for He Qiuming. It's not a joke to wear so little in winter.But He Qiuming waved his hand, instead took the clothes from Chen Nanshan, and put them on Chen Nanshan, "I'm not cold, you wear it."

Chen Nanshan was not happy, and wanted to move again. He Qiuming directly pressed Chen Nanshan's shoulder with his hand, making him unable to move anymore. He smiled, and helped Chen Nanshan tighten his clothes, "Be good, don't catch a cold."

"I'll worry about you too." Chen Nanshan said sullenly.

He Qiuming clenched his fists, showed off his biceps, and said softly, "It's okay, I'm really not cold."

"Can…"

"A few years ago it was called cold abroad, but I survived it, so what are you afraid of now?"

As soon as He Qiuming's life was advanced a few years, Chen Nanshan died down and remained silent.He Qiuming smiled, brushed Chen Nanshan's hair on his forehead, and continued, "Put it on, it's warm."

Chen Nanshan rubbed his cheek against He Qiuming's clothes, thinking why is He Qiuming so attractive?

Because Chen Nanshan didn't speak any more, He Qiuming thought that Chen Nanshan still didn't believe it, so he hesitated and raised his hand to touch Chen Nanshan's face.On the other hand, Chen Nanshan, who was immersed in his love for He Qiuming, was directly confused by He Qiuming's action, and didn't understand what He Qiuming was doing when he suddenly touched him.

"My hands are not cold." He Qiuming explained dryly.

Chen Nanshan blinked his eyes, then pursed his lips and smiled, revealing two dimples.He glanced at He Qiuming's hand on his shoulder, first carefully moved it into He Qiuming's arms, then quickly lowered his head and rubbed He Qiuming's hand, then stood up straight, pretending nothing happened, and sighed as if nothing had happened. "Why are you so warm in winter?"

In terms of advancing an inch, Chen Nanshan did not lose to He Qiuming.

He Qiuming's liver trembled at the cuteness of Chen Nanshan's actions, so after listening to Chen Nanshan's words, he subconsciously said, "I'm warmer, just..."

He Qiuming stopped talking, retracted his hand on Chen Nanshan's shoulder, and lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes.

"Ok?"

Chen Nanshan didn't notice He Qiuming's abnormality.

"No."

He Qiuming's hand hanging by his side trembled, and a fact that he had been pressing down in his heart and he didn't want to face came to the top of his heart again.

What he didn't finish just now is: if he is warmer, he can keep him warm when he is cold.

He Qiuming, oh He Qiuming, after all these years, he still fell on the same person.

Didn't make any progress.