G University, there are kapok trees planted on both sides of the campus gravel road, and whenever the kapok blooms, many people will gather under the trees with cameras and look up at the bright red kapok. At that time, Lin Wei always held a drawing board during the flowering season, sitting under the kapok tree and drawing the red and somewhat bewitching kapok in front of him. But now it seems to have been defeated, because winter is getting closer and closer, and the end of the year is getting closer and closer.

"The flowers are all defeated, and I haven't been here to see it for a long time." Lin Wei rubbed his body, looked up at the somewhat dry kapok tree, and said lightly. Qin Zhibei looked at her with a somewhat regretful expression, took off his coat and draped it on her, and followed her quietly.

Lin Wei stood on the playground and watched the students' hurried steps: it's almost the final exam, and he walked towards a teaching building.

She remembers that before, it was also this season, she wrapped the scarf around her neck, and walked quickly to the study room of the library with the textbooks in her arms, she also had to prepare for the final exam, she had to hurry up to occupy a seat, the study room was always full. Gently pushed open the door of the study room, looked at the study room that was a little full, bent the corners of his mouth in some frustration, looked down at his watch, and secretly said: It's still early, why is it full again. She slowed her steps, not wanting to disturb the quiet atmosphere now, did she pass by the row of tables and probe to see if there was a seat, and then her bright eyes darkened again, and she continued to walk forward.

Behind her, someone suddenly hugged her, and she almost screamed, attracting some jealous and disgusting eyes from the people around her. Turning his head to look at the person holding him, he glared at him indignantly, bowed his head to the others and laughed.

"How can you sleep so well?" Before she could speak, the boy in the white shirt opened his mouth indifferently, opened his own information, turned the gel pen in his hand with his slender fingers, and looked down at the information intently.

"Nonsense! I woke up at 6 o'clock today, and it's only half past seven. Lin Wei suppressed his voice and whispered a protest against his sarcasm. When I raised my eyes and saw the cup of hot latte in my hand, a warm current flowed through my heart, and I lowered my head and smiled sweetly.

"Have you eaten?" The boy's slightly long sea blocked his deep black obsidian eyes, leaving only a perfectly handsome side face and a cold voice.

"Eat." Lin Wei is not a hot person, he is cold and indifferent to everyone, and he will not be excluded from him. When I looked up, I realized that there were only two of them on the entire table, and it was still a small table at the back. "Why do you choose this table every time, it's not good for lighting and the like."

"It's convenient for me to sit here." The boy wrote the writing process on the exercises, tapped his head with a pen, and continued to write the exercises. The voice was lukewarm, and I couldn't hear his mood.

"Are you convenient? What is convenient. Lin Bing took a sip of the hot latte and turned his head to look at the boy who was doing the exercises. The boy in the white shirt suddenly raised his head, sealed her mouth, felt some cool lips, slowly lowered his eyes, and two small blush appeared on his face. The nimble tip of the boy's tongue pried open her teeth and tasted the latte in her mouth. It wasn't until Lin Wei was a little gasping that he let go, licked the corners of her mouth unsatisfactorily, and looked at her with burning eyes: "The sugar is a little too much." Bowing his head, his mind returned to the exercise.

Lin Jiong's face was flushed, he raised his hand and patted the boy's head gently, and whispered his name in a little angry voice: "Qin Zhibei!" ”

Lin Wei stood at the door of the study room, watching the students inside bow their heads and study, one of the couples, the girl frowned and listened to the boy's lecture, but the boy smiled dotingly, patted her head with his hand, and said something, Lin Wei couldn't hear it. But a sentence came to mind: stupid to death you. Qin Zhibei looked at Lin Jiong, who was smiling faintly, like a thorn in his heart, he could see everything she saw, and he also remembered that he always couldn't explain the topic to her, and she frowned and listened carefully like that.

"Girl," he called her softly, and there was something weak in his tone. Lin Wei nodded, turned around and smiled at him, and went downstairs by himself. Qin Zhibie shook the hand hanging by his side, and still raised his foot to follow closely.

Lin Wei stood on the playground, looking at the boys playing on the court, and couldn't help but wrap his coat: Wearing so little to play, aren't these children cold?

It was summer, and there was a grade basketball game in the school, and Qin Zhibi, who loves sports, deserved to be a junior forward. The day before the competition, Qin Zhibei dragged his body that had just finished training to wait for her downstairs in Lin Jiong's dormitory, and when she came down, he leaned against a tree and smoked a cigarette when he saw that his black sweatshirt was soaked with sweat and the broken hair on his forehead was also attached to his face due to sweat. She took the wet towel in her hand and handed it to him: "Don't come here so late, your body is stinky, it's better to take a shower when you go back, why let me bring you a wet towel down." At this time, she was happy, he was tired like that, but he still wanted to come to her and see her.

Qin Zhibei stroked a handful of wet hair, held a cigarette, raised his two hands and shook them, and leaned in front of Lin Jiong, his face was full of coldness: "Your hands hurt, you wipe them." Lin Wei smiled helplessly, looking at such a naïve boy, he raised his hand and gently wiped his face and neck, and the two of them talked like a couple who had lived together for a long time: "How can you coach do it, you will play tomorrow, and you will train so hard today." ”

The boy gently flicked the cigarette ash and put it on his lips and smoked: "It is said that you want to maintain this attitude and not relax." ”

"! You've been so tired for a few days, will you be okay tomorrow? She felt sorry for him, because of the basketball game these days, every time she ran to bring him food, he didn't have so much time to accompany him to the study room.

He looked deeply into her clear eyes, as if they were sunken. Feeling some of his burning eyes, she blushed, lowered her hand, and dared to look at him. The two soft lips touched lightly, brushing like a dragonfly, and he straightened up, turned around, and said as he went, "Don't look at me like that again, be careful of eating you one day." Come and see me play tomorrow, if you don't come, I won't play. ”

She looked at his departing back, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly: Although he didn't say it, he liked himself, because he only smiled at himself, hugged himself, and was only good to himself.

In the basketball game the next day, Lin Bing delayed the basketball game because he discussed the design assignment with the teacher, so he put on the computer and ran to the court: the ball game has begun, he should be on the court. Running to the pitch, cheers and screams and the sound of sneakers rubbing against the indoor court. Lin Wei searched for a long time and couldn't find Qin Zhi's other figure on the field, didn't he come? But seeing Qin Zhibei sitting on the alternate bench, looking at the players on the field sweating like rain with an indifferent face, Lin Zhi finally squeezed into the seat, Qin Zhibei looked at Lin Zhibie, who was late, frowned, pulled her to sit next to him, and did not speak. Lin Jiong, who was sitting in the middle of a bunch of boys, was a little embarrassed, and sat there with a stubborn head in the face of the vicious eyes of the girls around him. The coach on the side looked at the little girl next to Qin Zhibie, shouted a timeout with the referee, walked over and pointed at Lin Jiong: "Little girl, I said where are you sacred, you, in order to wait for you, my small forward is no longer on the court." Forget it, Qin Zi, she's here, can you play? Lin Bing accepted the ambiguous eyes and evil smile of the whole team, and hung his head to the coach. Qin Zhibei took off his long sleeves and threw them on Lin Bing and went on the field, Qin Zhibei did not have the nervousness of other players at all, but walked slowly on the field with an indifferent face, tilted his head, looked at the small forward of the opposing team, hooked his lips and smiled, full of contempt.

"Qin Zhibi!! Qin Zhi !!! Lin Wei listened to the deafening shouts of the girls around him, and suddenly felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat. Suddenly, the inch-headed boy sitting next to her gently touched her with his arm, and Lin Wei politely turned his head to look at the boy with an earring and a tattoo in front of him: "Something?" ”

"Junior sister, who are you, let us Boss Qin not play because you don't come." The tattooed man smiled wickedly, and his tone was full of ambiguity.

"Uh" Lin Bing was a little embarrassed, how to answer? Girlfriend? Or friends? She suddenly remembered that Qin Zhibei didn't seem to have said who she was, and her eyes slowly dimmed.

"Ahh The tattooed man screamed in pain, covering his head and looking at Qin Zhibei in front of him. Qin Zhibei glanced at him coldly: "Don't touch my little friend." After a quick speech, he returned to the field and continued to fight.

The tattooed man looked at Lin Jiong, who looked surprised, and subconsciously moved to the side

Lin Jiong snorted out laughing, Qin Zhibie, who was standing next to him, looked at Lin Jiong, who finally had a smile, and his mood improved, and he hooked the corners of his mouth: "What do you think of, so happy?" ”

"Do you remember that basketball game in your junior year? The tattooed guy was hit in the head by you. ”

Qin Zhibei was slightly stunned, as if he was thinking about something, and then laughed lowly: "Well, that kid doesn't know if he has returned to China now." ”

Lin Wei smiled slightly, raised his head and looked at Qin Zhibi: "There are too many memories here, some are happy and some are unhappy. Right? ”

Qin Zhibei frowned, and looked deeply at Lin Jiong, who looked a little relieved in front of him: "Girl, I'm sorry." ”

"How so? Apologize suddenly. ”

Qin Zhibei took the person into his arms, hugged her tightly, and kissed the top of her head: "The memories here, about you, I remember." I'm sorry, I can create more happy and sweet memories for you, but because of me, I have wronged you here. In the future, I will accompany you and give you more happy memories, and when we are old, we can continue to hold on to the memories, okay? He asked cautiously, because he was afraid that she would really get farther and farther away from him, and there were too many variables, so that her heart began to close to herself.

"Didn't we say we'd cool down for a while?"

Qin Zhibei sighed lightly and raised the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly: "Girl, you waited for me for eight years, and I can still wait for you now, or even longer, but don't be tempted by others." ”

Lin Wei stretched out his hand to hug him and smiled: "Okay." ”