His eyes suddenly lowered to mine, his nose wrinkled, and he said, "Why are you blushing?" ”

"Me?!" I smiled dumbly, "Well, of course it's because the indoor air is not good, it's not circulating, it's too stuffy, what's so strange, haven't you ever seen people blush?"

I leaned my face back and lowered my head. Fingers subconsciously touched the face, wow, how is it hot.

I stood up, didn't look at him, picked up my book and manuscript and said, "I'm going to look for the monster." ”

"Hey!"

"Hey, what, hey, I have a name. ”

"Take it. He took a small pill bottle from his pocket and threw it into my arms.

I finally caught it—it was bruising. How could this guy carry bruising with him?

"Keep your eyes open next time you walk, if you fall into a pit, it's too late to shout for help. He put his hands in his pockets and put on a haughty posture that he was unwilling to save the United States after a hero.

I grimaced at him and turned and ran away.

He's not a hero, and I'm not a beauty stuck in front of a hero.

I'm just a kid that no one wants.

An angel who wears the armor of a hedgehog and stabs others and his own wings.

Running to the edge of the stage, I couldn't help but look back.

I'm the one who hates this the most, and what I think is often inconsistent with what I do.

Then I froze.

Ashin's posture in the pockets did not change, and a girl with long hair and a black sand dress stood in front of him and was talking to him cordially.

Ashin smiled, the kind of natural heartfelt smile that was equal.

It was a sincere smile, accompanied by a slight nod from him, perhaps they had been old friends for many years, and this familiarity and cordiality were so apt.

At that moment, I realized that to Ashin and even with the monster and Yida, I was just a temporary stranger.

That graceful black-haired woman is their real friend.

ANN's office.

ANN SAT IN A LEATHER CHAIR AND WATCHED AS I TOOK AND PRINTED A DOZEN SUMMARY OUTLINES THAT WERE THICKER THAN THE ORIGINAL BOOK. I stood with my hands behind my back, staring at her again

A tall, well-shaped, and good-looking nose. This nose is really ingenious, I don't know if it's a real nose?

ANN LOOKED AT ME FROM ABOVE THE PINK FRAME, HUH, SOMETHING WASN'T RIGHT, IT WAS MURDEROUS.

"Did you write it yourself?" asked ANN.

"Yes. ”

"You wrote every word yourself?"

"Yes. ”

"Which school of doctrine is used in the composition of The French Revolution mentioned in Chapter 21?"

Oops.,It's all monsters in the back.,I haven't even read the chapter.,Well,I had to block her ingenious nose.。

"Ah Qi-" I let out a long sneeze and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry ......"

She frowned, her eyes knitted together and she looked at me.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, but I accidentally caught a cold when the seasons changed, and the doctor said it was a viral cold...... Ahh

I rubbed my nose, I just didn't sleep today, my eyes were red and swollen, and my voice was low, and it looked like something was really going on, "It's that indoors now."

Why don't you ventilate, my nose probably can't stand it, ah Qi ~~ Ah Qi ~~ Ah Qi ~~"

I looked at her with confused eyes.

She had already dropped my summary on the table, looking like a vangelist.

"Teacher, you'd better take off your mask, because this viral cold is very contagious, and if you accidentally fall down, teacher

WHAT'S NEXT, TEACHER, YOUR PRETTY NOSE ......" I MUTTERED, SEEING ANN'S FACE

The color changes from black to white, and gradually becomes pale.

"Enough. She interrupted me rudely, "You can go out, if you sleep in class next time, it won't be so easy."

You've passed, okay, get out of here!"

I bowed 90 degrees and said in a nasal voice, "Thank you, teacher." ”

The moment I turned around and walked out of the office, I laughed hard.

Sure enough, I later learned that her beautiful nose was high, so she was especially afraid of a cold and runny nose, which cost a lot of zeros

The nose is not a joke.

"One of the Rensuke Classic Series

The other side of the globe

——Exhibition of clothing works of senior students of the Department of Design

At 7 p.m. on September 25, we look forward to your visit.

On the other side of the earth, there are the angels we once loved the most. ”

The poster bar was crowded with people, and the poster of the Time Auditorium attracted everyone's attention.

"Ah, the September exhibition SHOW of the Time Auditorium, this is the most promising display of the works of the most talented students in the Department of Design of Rensuke University~~~

Nan Chu, are you going to see it?" Kiki said excitedly.

I looked at the slogan and didn't want to say anything.

I'm starting to miss someone on the other side of the planet, but I'm not sure if she's on the other side of the planet, or if she's right next to me.

She left me, she left everyone.

"Wow, sure enough, the first person in the exhibition is Xiao Jingxuan, a junior, I heard that she has been admitted to the 'Paris Summer' in advance, you

Do you know that Paris Summer is currently the leading fashion design company in China! Ah, Sister Xuan, it is really a puppet of our design department

Like. ”

Xiao Jingxuan, a very elegant name, can be estimated from her origin and family background.

A good name also reflects the education level and life level of the parents by the way.

"Nan Chu, why didn't you react at all?" Kiki shook my hand.

…… ……

When I first arrived in France, I didn't understand anything, an unfamiliar language, beef that was never cooked, cold weather, and being my age at school

The boy bullied me and scolded me for being a canned food from China.

I'm hiding behind you, teary eyes.

You taught me every word in French, how to hug others, told me beautiful Aesop's Fables before bedtime, told me to stand on others

In front of them, tell them loudly that I am Zhou Wei, not some inferior canned food.

Drinking the banana coffee you brewed, tugging at the corner of your clothes, sister, you are my world.

It was, it is, and it will be.

But I don't know if I'll ever get a chance to tell you.

…… ……

Standing in front of the vending machine outside the freshman hall, I kept reminiscing, throwing coins in, and forgetting to choose a drink.

A slender finger flicked the key of "milk tea", and a jar of milk tea fell out, accompanied by a clear clatter.

I didn't have to look up to know that this hand that had thrown me green tea and bruising water was there before I saw its owner

It saved my life.

"Miss, you have disturbed public order. Ashin tossed in a coin, asked for a cup of coffee, and said stiffly.

While cleaning the auditorium, I said I wanted to buy a drink and ran out.

I looked up at him, and with my height, just enough to resist him, his eyes

It's not big, slender and distinct, but as long as he flicks his eyelashes slightly, he can suppress the proud momentum in his eyes, let

You have to look up at him.

"You choose a cup of milk tea, it doesn't take three hours. He said, with a sneering look on his face.

"Why do you choose?" I asked, my face blank.

His eyelashes fluttered, and his haughty expression seemed to be slightly moved at that moment.

"Isn't the choice the end of the story?" I said gloomily, my eyes starting to fog, no, I don't want a stranger to look at me

Until I cry.

I'm not sad at all, I'm just a little bit bordering on despair.

The determination hidden behind the smile that usually has nothing to do is already shaking.

I turned around and ran away, running as fast as I could.

Because I can't stop crying anymore.

"People on the other side of the world. ”

Whose idea was this?

So magically hit the most vulnerable part of my psyche and almost broke me.

I think Ashin looked at me with his incredulous expression again.

In his eyes, I, an inexplicable person, have probably been equated with a neurotic child.

I squatted in the exit tunnel of the subway station and looked at the text message from the monster: Nan Chu, where are you? What's wrong with you, we are all very burdened

Heart, please come back quickly.

There are people in this world who care about me.

Sometimes I feel tempted to leave and let the people who never cared about me care about me a little so that I can be very satisfied.

I looked at the phone's beautiful milky white case, with its new transparent buttons, and turned it off before it rang again.

Your phone is like an electronic cage, so people can find you anytime, anywhere.

How boring.

I walked through 10 subway stations and traversed countless underground passages.

That's how I wanted to find the boy who played the piano that night.

Although I already knew who he was, I knew that he might not be able to appear in the subway tunnel again.

But I miss the tears of that night.

I miss his thin body and the fingers that play the piano like onions.

There are also eyes covered by fine bangs, and you can still feel the sorrow.

I'm so tired, I can't walk, the wind of the subway, there is a taste of heaven.

Empty, unreal.

At 2 a.m., a ragged beggar across from me was drinking a bottle of XO.

His beard belied his real age, and there were just the two of us in the dimly lit subway tunnel.

I'm not afraid, I just look at him.

He held up his bottle at me and grinned.

That smile was so bright that it caught me off guard.

His life was shining at 2 a.m., but I couldn't cry.

I hugged myself, my head buried, and I warmed myself.

This is a self-soothing pose I have learned over the years.

When the day dawned, the sun came out.

I went back and went to composition classes and cleaned the auditorium as if nothing had happened.

I heard a sound of footsteps, from far to near, and then slowly disappeared into the distance.

Oh, yes.

those who have passed and will not return;

those songs that will make you cry if you listen to them again;

those who want to love again and then stop loving;

those responsibilities that are lost and can never be picked up;

What is wrong is what is wrong;

Those wasted moments that you can never find again.

This is the text you see on the title page of your journal.

Forgive me for plagiarizing you again.

I'm always following you, drinking the mint tea you've leftover, eating the bitter chocolate you've eaten, planting your favorite cactus, even,

To love the people you love very much.

I'm a despicable plagiarist.

The past is like an old wound, which invades me from time to time, like an old friend.

I am willing to accept repentance.

A burst of footsteps was heard again, and the man was a little anxious, for his steps were hurried and chaotic, almost stumbling.

The footsteps slowly became clearer, it approached me, and eventually it would move away from me.

And the sound of footsteps stopped beside me.

I looked up and saw Zekai's face.

He was sweating on his forehead, his brows were locked with worry, only to realize that he had a pair of very sexy single eyelids, and a handsome face like a girl. depend on

The old clean and flowing white T-shirt, casual beige trousers, and a height of 1.82 meters support his thin bony body.

I tried to be surprised, but I found that my face was stiff, I was already frozen, and even the slightest movement of my brow made me shiver.

Actually, I wasn't surprised, this was the first place I met him, and my hot milk tea used to be placed in this position.

He breathed a sigh of relief, was it my delusion? Between his brows, there was a hint of unbearability, sympathy, or pity.

I lowered my head, not knowing what to say.

He sat down next to me, probably not knowing what to say, and we were silent for five minutes.

It's an accurate 5 minutes, because I just watched the minute hand on my watch go around a full 5 times.

"Is it because of someone on the other side of the world?" he said suddenly, and I was startled.

His voice was like that of a young child.

I suddenly understood that there was a black hole as big as me in his heart.

'Are you upset?' I asked.

He smiled, and he smiled very childishly, and when he laughed, his dimples were shallow. I've never seen dimples on a face with so little flesh. Yes

The boys with dimples should be very naughty, but he doesn't like it.

"What do you mean to laugh?" I asked.

"It's just a laugh. ”

"Then you must have someone who loves you very much. ”

He doesn't speak. His side is angular and has the temperament of an artist.

"Doesn't she love you?"

He smiled wryly. "As long as she knows I love her, that's enough. ”

"Really?"

When he stood up, it was as if he was holding up a piece of the sky. I had to look at him at a 90-degree angle.

"Let's go. He held out his hand. At that moment, I felt like children with the same disease, we could rely on each other.

There are calluses on the palms of his long hands, which are the result of years of playing the piano, and those calluses are transparent.

I held out my hand.

"Do you know what happiness is?" he asked, as we walked through the night as we walked one after the other.

"I don't know. I shook my head.

"Happiness is a simplicity. The night breeze ruffled his hair, a little distressing.

"How easy is it?"

"It's just a smile. "Remember to smile every night before you go to bed." ”

He smiled, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth had a weak beauty.

Occasionally, a car whizzed by with increased horsepower on the road, and the street lights were shaking.

The air became a little fresher, the sky was dark, but there were stars.

I kind of regretted lying to ANN sensei that I had a cold because I did.

Heck, how nice it would be if I said I was about to pick up 20 tons of gold.

I ran to the subway station to blow the wind, and when I came back, I had tonsil inflammation and lay in bed for a week, with a long nose and a short runny nose.

My rotten body can really be described as "weak", although I don't like it.

The school hired a new group of cleaners, and I didn't know that the freshman auditorium was cleaned by me, an unlucky guy, so I took over the cleaners of the freshman auditorium

so that we can be liberated in advance. That Professor Bismarck is also raising the event for the exhibition in the Time Auditorium, and I have already been decrepitized

Let's throw it out of the clouds.

ELIAN'S SNORING MADE ME TOSS AND TURN, AND MY NOSE WAS STUFFED AND MY BREATH WAS HARD TO BREATHE.

I sat up under the quilt, and the indifferent moonlight poured in through the window and fell right on my face. I opened my wallet and looked through the moonlight

A photo in your wallet.

Two young women in the photo, with sunny smiles. At that time, there was no betrayal, no parting, no blood in their lives,

The sky in a small French town is almost sadly blue.

I kneel on the bed with my hands folded, I don't have a cross, I just have a prayerful heart.

God, bless my dearest sister.

In the reception room, the monster was instructing me how to take pills.

"I know that after taking anti-inflammatory drugs, take stomach medicine, because anti-inflammatory drugs can hurt the stomach, so you must take stomach medicine. ”

The monster was stunned and asked, "How do you know?"

"Because I'm a medicine jar. ”

"Then you're running around. ”

"Hehe, it's okay, I can't die anyway. ”

The monster's face became serious, "Nan Chu, don't suddenly disappear in the future, okay?"

I was stunned, someone had said this to me before.

I nodded.

"You don't know how anxious we were the night you disappeared. The monster looked down at the medicine bottle. "Fortunately, Zekai found you. ”

I remembered that night, I was lying on Zekai's bone-covered shoulder, already asleep, and I don't know how far he had carried me on his back.

I played a game with myself, and the first person to find me was Zekai.

The boy with the beautiful boy of a Japanese comic, with melancholy eyes and a bright smile.

"Monsters, I'm sorry. I said.

He smiled shyly and said, "Hehe, don't use it, anyway, next time you're sad, remember that I'm your anti-inflammatory." ”

He shook the vial.

The egg-yolk pill was like his warm smile. There is a kind of magic in his laughter, which cures the disease and makes you feel a burst of relief.

Zekai's smile is simple and distressing, and Ashin's laugh is bad.

The monster's laughter is the most contagious.

The first time I knew about the monsters that they were so famous for Rensuke was after the time hall was set up.

I ran outside to buy drinks. My milk tea, the monster's mineral water, Ashin's green tea, and Zekai's orange juice. (It can really toss people~)

The people in the auditorium were almost gone, and when I ran back, I heard Ashin and Zekai standing in the center of the stage arguing fiercely

Attached to what.

"Now the rehearsal time is very limited, Kangxi has not come back yet, and performing a new song will definitely not work. And you wrote this drum of KEY Kang

Hee's got a hand injury!!" Ashin said stubbornly, his face stretched long.

Zekai is not to be outdone, "Rock is to express one's voice, not a tool for performance. ”

"Don't talk to me, you're so out of touch!" Ashin was a little annoyed.

"Even if I am detached from reality, I will not commercialize every performance!" Zekai said as if he was going to justice.

I opened the milk tea and watched them argue while drinking it.

Ashin said viciously as if he had been said to be the point: "Don't say off-topic!"

"Are you scared?" Zekai suddenly sneered.

Ashin threw the score in his hand to the ground, didn't say a word of, jumped off the stage directly, and walked straight out of the door.

The monster's mineral water was about to be spit out, and he yelled at Zekai, "Why do you bother?"

I've never heard a monster sound as high an octave.

Ze Kai coldly shook his head and walked off the stage.

In an instant, in the auditorium, which was still boiling just now, only me and my "anti-inflammatory drugs" were left. (Haha~~ Vulgar...... ）

"Monsters, are you playing in a rock band? Were you arguing about which song to sing?" I guessed, because of the exhibition

There will be a band performance in the middle of the meeting.

The monster nodded, not quite wanting to speak. The quarrel between the brothers frustrated him a little.

Oh, no wonder the first time he saw the monster in the hospital, he said, you'll know who we are later.

It turned out that they were members of the most famous rock band.

That sketch occurred to me.

The story of four boys and a girl.

So, what about the other boy? And who is the girl who is surrounded by everyone?

Is it the girl who hugged Ashin tightly that night?

Is it the senior sister named Xiao Jingxuan?

"Ashin, Ash...... Monster, where's Ashin?" a beautiful female voice came from the door.

I looked back and saw the woman in black who had a cordial conversation with Ashin that day, her black hair was still as black as a waterfall, and she was dressed in a white river

Nanbu Yi long skirt, snow red short heel sanded leather shoes, really, like an angel.

"Oh, Xuan, Ashin is not happy, so he left first. ”

"What? Is he angry? Did Zekai say something that shouldn't have been said again?"

The monster shrugged, noncommittal.

The girl's face changed immediately, and as her gaze swept over me, she paused, looking me up and down.

It turns out that she is really the legendary Senior Sister Xuan.

She walked over with a ladylike air with every step.

"Are you the Jiang Nanchu that Ashin often mentions?" she tilted her head to look at me and stood in front of me.

She looked like an angel in white, and I was wearing a short T-shirt and jeans and sneakers.

"Hello, Senior Sister Xuan. ”

Xuan smiled very charmingly, the kind of smile that the senior sister envied the younger sister.

"Monster, can your Jiang Nanchu lend me for a while?" she asked the monster, but her gaze did not take away from me.

I could get a glimpse of what she was saying from her words.

In the back garden of the Time Auditorium, a large field of lilacs and jasmine flowers in full bloom exudes a soft earthy scent.

The sun was setting and I was a little hungry.

Xuan kept looking at me with a smile, but I didn't know what she was going to say.

"Do you know where you attracted Ashin?"

Ashin them, I have always said monster them, and I did not put Ashin in the position of the central language.

So I just pretended to be stupid and said, "What is it?"

"It's your stupidity. The smile on her lips, like she had been trained, was very professional.

"Oh, do I want to thank you for the compliment?"

She sneered, smiled with a victor's edge, and said, "Do you really think they treat you as a friend?

Do you know what they've been through? You probably only know the halo on their heads and the background of their parents. ”

I'm not the registrar, how do I know their background, they never say, and I never ask.

"Think about it, how could you be with a yellow-haired girl like you as Ashin?"

I laughed dumbly, thinking it was funny.

The beautiful princess scares the ugly duckling, don't be too old-fashioned.

"What are you laughing at??" her willow eyebrows were twisted together, and the brake was good-looking.

"I finally understand why you are a talented student in the design department. I smiled, "Your imagination is really rich, I'm willing to bow down." ”

Her face was blue and white, speechless.

I'm sure she's not the heroine of the sketch, and her jealous eyes can only expose her love for Ashin

Suspicion, it is not good for herself and the people around her.

Haha, I can analyze it like this, does it mean that I am starting to mature a little?

"Hmph, it's best if you know your identity, otherwise, be careful yourself, the best is still to come......"

"You should speak more gently, I think Ashin prefers simple-hearted girls. I said, smiling.

Realistic lessons.

The chubby bantam teacher led a group of 20 of us to the edge of the garden and asked us to look at the lush green trees and draw the withered leaves

Sight.

I looked at the leaves with a sad face, and the noisy teacher walked around and kept saying, "This course is to train you."

The imagination of the design, the inspiration of the design comes from every detail of life, maybe a smile of others, is the withering of a leaf,

A ray of sunshine shines on ......"

And an idiot's noise. I thought, what kind of leaves to draw, bit the pen for half a lesson, first draw a cartoon with freckles on the face

Face, big eyes, a tear, a piece of eye feces washed away, freckles are not enough, add some youth beans, and then, a string of snot

Not bad...... The pencil swiped quickly, and he couldn't help laughing, if he handed it in directly, it was estimated that the principal would be angry

Fly to Mars.

"What are you drawing?" a deep male voice came from next to him.

I was startled and turned my head sharply to look, "Zekai, why are you here?"

Why haven't I ever seen you before?"

"Because you're either sleeping or you're in a daze when you're in class, and I'm usually the last one to walk into the classroom and sit in the last row. ”

"Ah, as for it?" you can imagine how indifferent the relationship between college classmates is.

"As for. ”

"Are you so precious that your words are like gold, is it because you don't have enough saliva secretion, why are every one of your sentences so short?"

"There's no why, just what. ”

I counted my fingers, "It's exactly ten words, and it hasn't been exceeded! ”

He smiled wryly and lowered his head, probably thinking I was an idiot.

Bantam spoke: "After class, everyone hands in their homework, and you can go to dinner." ”

"What? I muttered to myself, and quickly tore off a piece of papyrus and drew it hastily.

Everyone else got up one after another to hand in their homework and rushed to the main headquarters of the cafeteria. I didn't have any inspiration at all, so I drew a piece in the wind first

The leaves, painted like dumplings, torn off, and painted a bunch of dead leaves that fell to the ground, looking like a pack of dog shit, and then torn off, the stomach was gone

The croaking was almost gone, except for the bantam, who looked at me impatiently.

I drew a green leaf and handed it in.

When she picked it up, she muttered, "I wouldn't have painted for that long if I had known!!"

I watched her disappear in the direction of the cafeteria, and I was sure that she and her husband were not living a good life.

I packed up my paintbrush, picked up my sketchpad, and saw Zekai waiting for me under a tree not far away.

He looked at me helplessly.

As I walked, I continued to draw my teacher's Q version of the avatar next to the drawing board, haha, I was going to print it out and paste it in each book

The title page of the textbook!

He Zekai was speechless along the way, I lowered my head to paint, and he walked quietly beside me.

"Hey. He said suddenly.

I said "oh" and walked on, not noticing that Zekai had stopped.

"Bang!" I felt dizzy as my forehead hit me with a solid hard object.

Philosophically speaking, it is impossible for a person to jump into the same river twice.

I hit the same bulletin board twice.

I was knocked to the ground and my paper was spilled.

Zekai helped me up, still smiling bitterly.

"Why didn't you remind me?"

"Didn't I?"

"I ......" I'm really dumb and can't say what I have to say.

"It's over, IQ is going to drop by 30 percentage points again. I rubbed my head and picked up my drawing paper with Zekai.

"You have a lot of shortcomings. He said, shaking off the paper that was stained with dirt and putting it in my folder.

Which inexplicable designer designed the bulletin board in the middle of the school road??

Still, whenever I pass by this bulletin board, I always look at that sketch.

"Zekai, come and see!" I held my dizzy head, about to lie on the glass frame, "Is this painted by Ashin?"

Zekai walked behind me, and his long figure was projected on the glass frame.

“ANGLELICAL。 He said quietly.

"These people in the painting are from your band. ”

"Yes. ”

"But there are only three of you now, and where is the fourth boy?" I was still staring at the sketch, trying to tell who was who.

"In the hospital. ”

"Huh?" I was so surprised by this group that I could write a thriller.

"Kangxi's hand is injured and he is recuperating in the hospital, but he will be back soon. ”

I folded my hands and counted the number of his words - 24!

"What about this girl?" I asked, looking up at the face of the glass.

He stared blankly, the light and shadow intertwined in his eyes, a kind of complexity.

"It's a woman that Ashin loves. ”