The beautiful man's expressive techniques are advancing day by day, coupled with the perfect use of various materials, he has become a cross-border and prolific designer.

There was a long queue at the art gallery, and almost all the students who applied to the design institute came to visit the beautiful man and ask for design experience.

The beautiful man explained: "I didn't leave a copy, so the handscroll is still in the hands of the competition official, and now there are only these photos." ”

Song Bowen's mouth was on the coffee for half an hour, and he sat at another table and looked at the "respectable" "Teacher Shang"

When the crowd dispersed slightly, Song Bowen sent a cup of steaming coffee, "Teacher Shang is working hard!" ”

The beautiful man chuckled, and the delicate and charming spirit between his eyebrows and eyes was fully displayed, and Song Bowen couldn't hold back for a moment, and wanted to go up and take a sip on the beautiful man's white and tender cheeks. However, in the face of the public, it is better to uphold the principle of prudence.

When the junior grades were studying in the evening, the beautiful man and Song Bowen went for a walk on the track and field, the dew in late autumn was wet and cold, and there were sporadic lights hanging on the lawn under the lights. Song Bowen sat down, enjoying a moment of comfort, he patted the grass beside him and motioned for the beautiful man to sit down.

The beautiful man stood in place timidly, Song Bowen was a straight man, grabbed the beautiful man's hand and dragged him into his arms.

The beautiful man was ashamed and annoyed, "There is water on the ground!" It's all wet! ”

Song Bowen smiled and said nothing, suspecting that he was driving.

The beautiful man looked around, "Huh? I haven't seen Daya lately! ”

"Who is Daya?"

"That girl who eats Japanese food with us is a little chubby."

Song Bowen put his feet on the beautiful man's legs, "Why is it called Daya?" Is it a big head? ”

The beautiful man moved his legs away, "She said that when she succeeds in losing weight one day, she can call her Xiaoya." ”

Song Bowen put his foot on it again, and the beautiful man moved away again.

"What's wrong with you? Out of sorts? Song Bowen asked on his back.

"Nope." The beautiful man got up indifferently and loosened his legs and feet on the side.

Song Bowen leaned back and said to the beautiful man seriously: "You have changed a lot, I don't know you anymore." ”

"I haven't changed."

"You didn't eat burgers before, but the last time you went to the cafeteria, you ordered two!"

The beautiful man pretended to massage his legs, bowed his head and did not answer.

"You didn't like sports before, but now you come to the track every night and pay attention to the fat girl's absence."

The beautiful man turned his back to the light, Song Bowen couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, in short, the atmosphere was very dull, and no one wanted to pick it very clearly.

"You're spending a lot of time in the gallery every day." The beautiful man spoke.

"There you are! Besides, I went there when I didn't have classes. ”

"I know the classes in your chemistry college, and you can spare weekends, and now you sit there every day and do nothing, don't you have a lot of experiments in chemistry?"

Song Bowen wiped his chin, he was weak because Shang Boqing still saved face for himself, and he didn't say anything like skipping class.

"You know, I'm very happy with you, this happiness is not on the surface, but in the heart, I have never really been myself, but when I am with you, I am the freeest."

Song Bowen expressed his heart for the first time, which was already a formal confession, but in exchange for not the pity and acceptance of a beautiful man, but a rejection.

The beautiful man rejected his confession and rejected him in the way of an ordinary boy.

"But I don't feel that way."

Song Bowen couldn't believe his ears, was it all teasing for so many days? Is it a lie? Is it the wishful thinking of a clown?

"Shang Boqing, are you playing with me?" Song Bowen blurted out, and he stood up, looking irritable.

The beautiful man has never seen Song Bowen so angry, he can't explain his psychology clearly, he has always thought that he is gay, but the expectations of being with Song Bowen have not been fulfilled, on the contrary, when he is with a fat girl, he is the most relaxed, in Song Bowen's words, the most free.

The two parted unhappily, Song Bowen didn't get the answer he wanted, he was very disappointed, and even more disappointed, this love was like a stain on the pillar of shame, and he was injured.

But he forgot that there was once a girl named Qiuya, who was also deeply hurt by him like this.

Qiu Ya got out of the experiment and was sitting in the garden outside the medical department eating takeout, Chen Li's motorcycle stopped on the side, and he was delivering the last order.

"Hah! You know what? The teacher didn't like the sour plum soup and said he gave it to me! Chen Lixing rushed over and sat down side by side with Qiu Ya.

"People give it to you for no reason, is there a problem?"

"It's a giveaway." Chen Li inserted the tube and sent it to Qiu Ya's mouth.

Qiu Ya shook her head, "Do you know if these merchants use real black plums or pigments?" Sour plum soup will destroy the structure of the gastric mucosa, and if you only drink this without dinner, it will cause gastric and duodenal ulcers! ”

Chen Li chose to surrender and grinned as he took down a small box of Black Forest cake from the motorcycle.

"You! If you didn't say it earlier, I'm full of takeaways! Qiu Ya bit her chopsticks and looked at the cute and tempting "calories" sprinkled with cocoa powder.

"I wish you a happy birthday, I wish you a happy birthday...... Chen Li was incomplete, but his courage was commendable, and he sang the whole song hard.

Qiu Ya couldn't react for a while, "For me?" It's my birthday? ”

"Can you forget your own birthday? If I hadn't memorized it for you on WeChat, I would have been the last person to forget your birthday! ”

Qiu Ya laughed until she split on the spot, and the rest of the takeaway in her hand spilled all over the ground, Chen Li was so frightened that he was caught off guard and hurriedly helped Qiu Ya up.

"Haha! That's fake! I remember that the last time you gave me a birthday on QQ, but this time I switched to WeChat, do you want to laugh at me? Do you have to do it again next time on Weibo? ”

Chen Li touched the back of his head innocently, "Then tell me directly!" ”

Qiu Ya looked at the chrysanthemums in the flower bed, closed her eyes and recalled what her mother had said to her, she didn't remember it for a long time, maybe it was because it was too long, she didn't remember.

"I don't know, it's not my birthday on the ID card, I was enrolled in primary school at the time, the principal stipulated that I can't enter the school under the age of age, my family entrusted me with a relationship to help me change my age, my actual birthday, my mother told me, I should remember the ...... on the note at that time"

Chen Li was concerned about Qiu Ya delicately, "It's okay, anyway, I will definitely celebrate your birthday, as for which day's birthday, it doesn't matter that much!" Chen Li actually wanted to say "you are more important", but he felt that he was not worthy, he was just a delivery man without a stable job, and Qiu Ya was already half a talented doctor.

It was also with these words that Qiu Ya realized that it had always been Chen Li's unilateral contribution, and she hadn't even asked about his birthday.

The building of the medical department wafts from time to time with the smell of various medicines, but fortunately, Qiu Ya and Chen Li have adapted to everything here, because on such a night, having a competent listener by their side is already good enough, and the residual heat and love in their hearts will cover up or even change the reflection of the five senses, leaving a sweet precipitation like a natural filter.

Qiu Ya knew Chen Li's rebellious childhood, knew his birthday, knew where he went to learn the pastry craft, and knew the days when he mixed into the assembly line of the workshop.

Song Bowen can be regarded as resuming his single days, he was lying on the bed in the dormitory mournfully, and inadvertently brushed Qiu Ya's dynamics.

[Thank you for the birthday gift of the fool, can you be sober next time/laugh and cry/]

Pictured with a photo of a cake at night.

Song Bowen sighed on his back, the stack of homework day after day, unabated, he could not recover to the beginning of the day, and Qiu Ya debated the "nasty" chemical experiment together, and sometimes spent a whole day in the laboratory before "arguing" to come to the final conclusion, but it was always the praise of the teacher Xiti: "The best conclusion in the class!" ”

A special group like him sincerely longs for emotional freedom, but because he longs for it too much, when he gets it, he deviates from the track in freedom and becomes a waste wood with only emotional freedom.

Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: book guest residence