"You, is Jiang Xiaolou? Hum! Obscurity looks ordinary, his vision is really bad! Give me back the jade plaque! ”

In fact, just now, the three of us saw the door of Lin's office suddenly open, and immediately scattered, each of us used the fastest speed to find the nearest workstation and sit down, and invariably lowered our heads and pretended that our deputies were busy. Knowing that Lin Suo and his fiancée quarreled, no one wanted to get angry and look directly at the director who provoked the angry lady who rushed out of the door.

What didn't make people think was that the famous Comrade Ling Jing actually rushed directly in front of him like a gust of wind. Stretching out a slender hand with red nail polish, he pointed very arrogantly and unreasonably at my face, and opened his mouth to wear the necklace around his neck.

Her Mandarin is a little stiff and sounds a little awkward, presumably because of her Chinese descent. Thinking of the photo Shi Fan showed us, and seeing her real state, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, I could make a perfect woman with an angelic smile in the photo show a shrew, which shows how angry she was when this incident made her.

"Huh? I? Necklace? ”

The situation that he had never experienced made his brain a mess, and the two of them quarreled as a couple, really because this jade necklace was still an heirloom necklace. Lin Suo really thought about it, he was really kind at heart, and in order to save people's lives, he actually gave away this kind of necklace. However, Ling Jing's anger made her feel bad in her heart, and she only felt that she had caused another big disaster, and it also affected the Lin Suo who helped.

Usually very bad at explaining, in the face of the beautiful and imposing Ling Jing, the clumsy self couldn't say a word, she asked for a necklace, so her hands quickly subconsciously stretched out to her neck, wanting to take off the jade card and return it to the other party, to calm this unwarranted disaster.

"Xiaolou, don't pick it! Ling Jing, what right do you have to ask others for a gift from me? Lin Suo, who chased him out of the room, said hurriedly.

"Lin Qihan, don't go too far! I'm your fiancée, what is she? I'll contact my uncle and aunt right now and see what you can explain! Hearing this, she became even more angry, almost shouting hysterically.

"You, and you, let me in! I have something to say to you! Lin Suo's face was a little pale with anger, and his hands were clenched into fists, as if he was trying to keep calm with a lot of strength

"Lin Qihan, let me tell you." Ling Jing was still unrelenting, and the hand that was pointing at my face pointed at Lin Suo again.

"Enough! In! This is the office! ”

Lin Suo, who had always been gentle and elegant, retreated from her full of elegance, and a roar erupted from her throat, interrupting her noise. That kind of natural and powerful momentum made the air in the office freeze instantly, everyone in the room was frightened by him, and the whole room was silent and no one dared to move.

Lin Suo glared at Ling Jing, who had quieted down, and turned around and walked into his office. So, Ling Jing, who was full of grievances, and himself who was stunned, had no choice but to follow in one after another, and locked the door of the office according to his instructions.

"Ling Jing, I'm very disappointed in you! Since you don't want to hear the explanation, let's see for yourself! ”

Lin Suo took out a photo from the drawer of the desk, handed it to Ling Jing with an expressionless face, then turned his head, sighed, and looked out the window in silence.

"He? How could it be him? Are you kidding me? Why didn't you tell me sooner? ”

After taking the photo, she hurriedly glanced at it, and immediately put on a surprised appearance. Then she blinked vigorously and widened again in disbelief, looking at the photograph closely. After a while, he raised his head with a shocked face and asked Lin Suo. Who knows this time,

Lin Suo didn't even turn his head, he turned his back to us and replied coldly: "This is China, don't speak English!" Did you give me the opportunity and time to explain? ”

Ling Jing bit her beautiful lips, lowered her head a little embarrassed and helplessly, and did not speak again. After hesitating for a moment, he handed me the photo in his hand and asked, "Do you know him?" ”

Stretching out my hand, I took the photo she handed over, and looked at it carefully, and the content of the photo also surprised me. It turned out that this slightly yellowed photo turned out to be a photo I took with others when I was a sophomore. There are a total of eight people in the photo, four men and four women, among which there is a tall and handsome boy standing behind me, his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Lin Suo.

I still remember that the day of the photo shoot was the school's anniversary. At that time, we were in the carefree youth, and everyone had endless energy, participated in the program performances organized by the department, and sang and danced for a day. Towards the end of the party, several girls who had a good relationship shouted for a group photo, and they brought a few boys from the student council to take pictures of us.

Nominally, it was a beautiful name to borrow someone's camera, but in fact, he had a good impression of some of them and wanted to take the opportunity to find a reason to get close, so he had this group photo. I also remember that when I graduated from my fourth year of college, two of the couples in this photo became real couples and got married a few years later.

When I saw the old photos from many years ago, I was full of emotion. However, at this moment, the reason behind this photo appearing in Lin Suo's office is probably not simply reminiscing about the past, but nine times out of ten it is related to him.

By the way, how could I have forgotten that they are all surnamed Lin? In other words, Lin Suo really has some kind of relationship with him, no wonder when I first saw Lin Qihan, I felt familiar. Seeing Ling Jing's reaction when she looked at the photo, even she knew him, what would be the relationship between Lin Suo and him?

"Lin Suo, why do you have this old photo?" Only Lin will know the answer, and he can only ask.

"Lin Hua, your college classmate! Xiaolou, after so many years, do you still remember him? ”

Lin Suo turned around slowly, and his eyes full of inexplicable sadness looked straight at me. His voice became gentle, as if he were afraid that the sound waves would shatter a glass. Lin Hua, that tall and handsome, who was once known as the grass of our university, how could he not remember? He reminds me of those days when my eyebrows were raised and my youth burned like my eyes, and it also reminded me of the bits and pieces I once owed him.

About Lin Hua, about youth, about my college days, memories are like floods opening the floodgates, pouring out mountains and seas. If you could do it all over again, would you stick to your original choice? My whole body is deeply immersed in the memories of the past.

Founded in 1950, the university I studied is a comprehensive college with a history of more than 60 years, a beautiful environment, a rigorous academic style and a complete range of majors. The school is full of greenery and flowers, classrooms, dormitories, cafeterias, libraries and other buildings are very large, and our school library has one of the largest collections of books in the country.

In my memory, the most unforgettable, nostalgic, and missed thing is the sunny, neat and clean, huge school library, and where did my intersection with Lin Hua begin. I think that at the beginning, I finally got rid of the depressed and depressed senior year of high school, graduated successfully, stepped into the university of my dreams, and began a free, rich and colorful college life. At that time, I was like a bird in flight, full of curiosity and excitement about my future life. With a pure heart, I traveled to every corner of the school, taking pictures, making handprints, and drawing maps, just to adapt and familiarize myself with the new school life as soon as possible.

It was at that time that I discovered the shocking, innumerable collection of books, full of great attraction, very close to the girls' dormitory, and found that there were many good books in it that I had never had the opportunity or time to read, and happily started the pleasant journey of the little bookworm to eat idle books, and soon became old acquaintances with the library administrators.

To be honest, I enjoy the life of the canteen, classroom, library, and dormitory, because I feel that the monotony referred to by others is only the external form of life, and the real richness lies in the breadth and depth given by reading, and the joy and mystery of immersion in it make people unable to extricate themselves.

After all, in the library, anyone can read the books they are interested in, no matter how weird or unpopular they are in the eyes of others, and they can also pick up their favorite novels that they had to give up for the college entrance examination, and they will no longer be scolded and criticized for forgetting to sleep and eat. Immersing yourself in the library is like building a castle for yourself, and letting the outside world blow and rain, your own world is still calm and everything is fine.

So, on the Friday of the second semester of my freshman year, I went to the library to read a book again. It stands to reason that the reading room on Friday afternoon is closed and closed to outsiders, except for the administrator to do the statistical work there for a week. The teacher on duty that day was very old, a rehired school employee, she was not used to using a computer to work, so she asked me to go over to help and enter the weekly statistics into the school system.

I'm a regular visitor to the library, and I often help them with chores, and I know them well, but this kind of entry work is very easy for me, and it probably took me less than an hour to do all the work. Looking at my watch, it's not yet two o'clock in the afternoon, and I have plenty of time to soak there and read.

However, Mr. Zhang, who was also in the reading room, flew home early. Because it was her grandson's 100-day feast, there were many guests to celebrate, and the family needed to prepare a lot of things. Seeing her sitting on pins and needles, thinking that nothing would happen to the library, and no one would come, I asked her to go back early, and temporarily took her place in the reading room, so that she could spend a lot of time reading in a quiet place.

On Friday, the campus was much less noisy than usual, many teachers and students had gone out for the weekend, and the library was empty. I looked down at the Eastern Jin Dynasty historian Gan Bao's "Sou Shen Ji", and I saw that paragraph "There are many monsters in the peerless domain, and the strange qi is also produced." If you have this spirit, you will have this shape. If you have this form, you will give birth to this nature. "I was super fascinated to watch, and the headphones were suddenly pulled off by an external force.

"Oops! Ghosts! Help me! ”

I screamed in fright, and jumped up from my chair. Unfortunately, the skirt hooked to the side of the table and overturned the chair. Suddenly, I heard a burst of laughter and a man's stern scolding.

"What the hell? You students don't do their jobs all day long, spend money on idle books, how can you serve the motherland and serve the people? Look at it, what books are not good to read, watch "Sou Shen Ji"! Can this kind of deceptive novel about the gods and spirits be believed? Say you, don't look around! Which class are you? This is the teacher's desk, how can the students sit here? What about Mr. Zhang? Where is she? ”

When I looked up, I saw a group of teachers and students who came in at an unknown time, standing in front of my desk, in front of Mr. Zhang's desk to be exact. The most unfortunate thing is that the male teacher who is standing in the front row and speaking is Teacher Zhao, who is responsible for managing school discipline and school rules in the school, and is also the school's famous "ghost and sorrowful" inspector.

He is about forty years old, about 1.75 meters tall, and always maintains a straight posture, needless to say, he also knows that he is a demobilized soldier. Mr. Zhao is very strict with himself and others, so strict that he never has a smile on his face, maybe it is because he was born with inverted triangular eyes, anyway, that tense face always looks like he is crying.

Of course, this strictness is also reflected in his style of life, and the degree of food and clothing is very simple. I heard from the brothers and sisters that since he entered the school to work, Mr. Zhao has been wearing those suits with washed off colors, as well as a black document bag containing his big book, and a pair of black leather shoes that have been mended and mended. I also heard that he didn't give his children pocket money, so the children never returned home after college.

For the above reasons, it is not a good thing to be caught by him in school. He is very good at finding faults, and he is selfless, such as when someone's dormitory hygiene is not up to standard, when someone's bed, tables and chairs are too messy, who doesn't go out of class on time and hides in the dormitory to sleep and play, he will always appear like a ghost.

Then there will be a violent preaching, from how difficult it is for his parents to make money, to how bad the international economic situation is, and then to how he is ashamed of heaven and earth, in short, if he does not train that student until he bursts into tears, he will not give up immediately.

"Speak! You speak, what about Mr. Zhang? What's going on? What class are you in? What is your name? ”