09.

Sun Xiao's hanging heart fell, and he hurriedly took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and sent a message.

Sun Xiao: Ouch, my aunt, why are you so careless! The teacher in this class is particularly strict.

Zhao Haoyun and Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but send a message as well.

Zhao Haoyun: Come on, don't panic! Fortunately, I didn't ask your name, otherwise it would have been terrible to find out that you were not a student of our major.

Ye Qingfeng: Hahahahaha, I'll laugh to death! Brother, you're too stable.

Xu Xianjia wanted to cry without tears, and replied one by one: How did I know it would be like this!

She shrunk her body into a small ball, and wanted to dig a hole in the ground, so she buried herself on the spot. Xu Xianjia cried with a sad face, and 10,000 grass and mud horses were galloping in his heart.

Jiang Ying: What are you doing here? Listen well.

Xu Xianjia: ...... I need to be able to understand that. I'm not your professional!

Jiang Ying: To show my respect for you, I suggest that you read more of our books on architecture and try to answer the questions smoothly next time.

Xu Xianjia: ...... You're so mad, you're not human!

Jiang Ying couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the clear sunlight through the screen window merged with the beautiful curvature of Jiang Ying's mouth.

With a lazy smile on his face, he was immersed in the scattered autumn wind, as beautiful as a painting.

Xu Xianjia put away her mobile phone, lay on the table, buried her head, and burned her ears with redness.

After a while, Xu Xianjia took a deep breath, put away the sketchbook, and quietly walked out of the classroom.

A long time later, Xu Xianjia inadvertently mentioned this embarrassing matter to Jiang Ying.

Jiang Ying smiled at the corner of his mouth, and he was about to come out gently. His beautiful eyes are doting, with a fragrant peach. He rubbed Xu Xianjia's hair, and there was indescribable tenderness in his movements.

"Xu Xianjia, your performance is always surprising."

The voice is soft, clear and refreshing, like a spring in the mountains, and like the warmest spring breeze.

He met Xu Xianjia and became the softest.

10.

Xu Xianjia returned to the bus stop sign when he got off the bus.

In mid-September, the weather was tepid and not hot, and the cool breeze on the face made it easy to calm people's minds.

The vicinity of the C University Cultural and Educational Building is full of osmanthus flowers, which are lush and green, planted very closely, and the fragrance of osmanthus flowers wafts everywhere with the autumn wind. Xu Xianjia looked at these osmanthus flowers and was slightly distracted.

The Academy of Fine Arts also planted osmanthus flowers, but only around the studio, not many, only a handful.

When he was a freshman last year, Song Xinxin was still shouting that he wanted to pack all these osmanthus flowers, dry them, and mix them with honey to make tea. Xu Xianjia laughed at her whimsical, but still echoed her and said that after these osmanthus flowers are dried, they can also be used to make osmanthus cakes.

But at the end of the day, they're just talking. Who is idle and has nothing to do to really pick up osmanthus?

When going out, Song Xinxin instructed Xu Xianjia to pay attention to the official account of C big mobile phone butler on WeChat, saying that he could check the time when the bus arrived at the station, which was convenient and easy to use.

At that time, she had to sigh that the information age was developing rapidly.

Xu Xianjia looked at his phone, and the bus still had thirty minutes to arrive. There was still a long time to go, she took out the headphones from her small satchel and listened to the song, and the gentle female voice flowed into her ears with the lyrical music.

Song Xinxin sent a message.

Song Xinxin: Baby, bring me the braised pork rice from the Xiyuan Canteen when you come back.

Then attached a cute cat emoji, the cat's bright eyes flashed with anticipation.

Xu Xianjia chuckled lightly, imagining the picture of Song Xinxin wrapped in a heavy quilt, her hair messy, with worried eyes, holding her mobile phone and sending messages.

What a lazy bug.

Xu Xianjia: Okay. The braised pork should be lean, and the side dishes are potatoes, cabbage, and tomato scrambled eggs? Should the soup be topped with rice?

Song Xinxin: That's right! Yes! That's right! Love you, kiss mua~

Xu Xianjia replied with a hmm, and locked the phone.

She knows Song Xinxin too well.

The bell for the end of class on the campus of University C rang, and Xu Xianjia, who was wearing headphones and listening to music, naturally did not hear it.

Sun Xiao and Jiang Ying walked out of the classroom together, and Zhao Haoyun and Ye Qingfeng said that they were going to help the teacher move the architectural model.

Sun Xiao hooked Jiang Ying's shoulder, he was half a head shorter, and his posture of following Jiang Ying was a little funny.

Sun Xiao asked unrelentingly: "Jiang Ying, has there been any progress in the model's matter?" ”

Jiang Ying: "I'm ready to refuse the model's business." ”

Sun Xiao was stunned, hooked Jiang Ying's hand on the shoulder, and naturally hung down, he didn't leave, and stopped in place.

After Jiang Ying walked a few steps, he looked back at Sun Xiao, Sun Xiao shrugged his head, no different from a frosted eggplant, wilting.

"Why do you look so lost?" Jiang Ying asked.

Sun Xiao collapsed and took a few steps forward with difficulty. He said, "Can you not be lost?" ”

Jiang Ying raised his eyebrows, and his eyes seemed to be full of fine light, as if he had filled it with the autumn sun, shining with a strange brilliance.

"What are you missing?" He smiled lightly and asked rhetorically.

Sun Xiao was indignant: "I'm sorry for you!" You've cut off your peach blossoms deeply! ”

He Jiang Ying's old mother's heart and worried about his feelings.

Then, with a sigh, he said, "Forget it, your peach blossoms are blooming quite luxuriantly." I just think Xu Xianjia is cute and brave. A good match for you. ”

Jiang Ying: "Is it because someone else invited you to have a drink?" ”

Sun Xiao glared at him: "Superficial!" I can buy it with a drink, you don't understand. I'm bullish on her. ”

Jiang Ying only smiled silently, and after being silent for a while, he said, "Let's go, eat." ”

Later, no matter what happened to Xu Xianjia and Jiang Ying, only Sun Xiao identified Xu Xianjia from beginning to end, cheered her up, and followed her to take down Jiang Ying.

The two of them will be together, and they will be together for a long, long time.

Sun Xiao has never denied this idea, this is his intuition and his insistence. He witnessed their journey, watching Xu Xianjia chase after him and move forward bravely.

"You should have invited me to dinner." Years later, Sun Xiao patted Jiang Ying's shoulder, smiling maliciously, his eyebrows raised high, revealing his white dangling teeth.

So, Jiang Ying smiled lightly, looking at Xu Xianjia, who was concentrating on painting, his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness. He said, "Isn't it enough to invite you to drink the wedding wine?" ”

Sun Xiao obediently closed his mouth and was fed a mouthful of dog food, both heartbroken and happy.

It's not easy for them to be together.

He was grateful to Xu Xianjia in his heart, thank her for firmly choosing Jiang Ying, thank her for never giving up, thank her for recklessly breaking into Jiang Ying's life, and then took root in Jiang Ying's heart, like a tenacious grass, with unremitting and unswerving.

There is nothing more joyful than witnessing the happiness of a good friend.