At 11 o'clock in the evening, Lu Baichuan dragged his tired body and drove through the neon streets, drove to the ring road and stopped, and the sound of cars in front and behind was endless. Lu Baichuan irritably pressed the window to light a cigarette, and there was a sense of vicissitudes and decadence in the smoke.

Lu Baichuan looked at the city outside the window, Chongqing was so big that he didn't have a sense of belonging. It's late at night, but the streets are still so lively, and the nightlife has just begun. Groups of people from large and small barbecue stalls drank beer and chatted, from trivial matters to national policies, and there were constant debates.

There is an endless stream of people in Guanyinqiao Square, and you can see a lot of little girls holding a large bouquet of flowers shuttling through the crowd, aiming at couples and going up to beg men to buy bouquets of flowers for their girlfriends, most of them are embarrassed and smile and shake their heads and say they don't need to. There were a lot of couples sitting in McDonald's, and a girl kept saying something to the boy opposite with a smile on her face, as if she was sharing something unacceptable, but the boy opposite kept his head down and played with his mobile phone, nodding occasionally. The smile on the girl's face gradually turned pale because she didn't get a response, so she didn't say anything anymore, and looked out the window with her chin in one hand, her eyes full of loneliness.

Lu Baichuan looked at the cigarette butt extinguished, lowered his head and chuckled, he was also such a young self at the beginning, and he always unconsciously hurt people who liked him.

When Lu Baichuan was bored watching due to traffic jams, his originally slightly chaotic eyes suddenly locked on a back figure that was getting farther and farther away, about 1.77 meters, black sweatshirt and black jeans, if there was no light, it would be integrated with the night at any time, the neat short hair was gently swayed by the wind, and the slender figure could only be compared to being slender, the impression of that person had been so thin, so thin that he would clearly feel the skeleton of the man if he hugged him tightly, Lu Baichuan's pupils constricted, looking at the back and shocked and delighted. If the car was on the side of the road, he would have rushed over without hesitation, just as he had at the beginning.

After gambling on the road for more than half an hour, it was already 12 o'clock when he got home, and Lu Baichuan returned to the apartment in despair, his mind full of the familiar back just now.

Put hot water, the temperature is just a little higher than the body temperature, this season is just right. The man was lying in the bathtub, as if all the exhaustion had melted into the water, looking at the foggy ceiling, his mind returned to the year he met An Beichen.

"Hello, I'm An Beichen, your tablemate."

Seven years ago, when the "XX High School" in Shanghai just opened, Lu Baichuan came to Shanghai for the first time and enrolled.

"Lu Baichuan."

"Hey, our names come from the same poem, haha, it's so fateful!"

The boy smiled in surprise, revealing a small pointed tiger tooth and a pair of sweet dimples.

An Beichen is very thin but not that thin, his fair skin seems to have never been exposed to the sun, his pupils are pale and his eyebrows look like they have been specially modified, the shade is moderate and not messy at all, he has a very small nose, and he can see that there is a beautiful tiger tooth on his right side with thin lips, and the broken hair of his ears, the boy is more delicate, and there seems to be sunshine in his eyes.

This is Lu Baichuan's impression of An Beichen, a person with a completely different style from himself.

For An Beichen, this handsome table mate is a little difficult to approach. Lu Baichuan's eyes have always been indifferent, and he will not take the initiative to talk to others, he is always alone.

Lu Baichuan, who is in his first year of high school, is already 178 tall and is still growing taller. Lu Baichuan definitely belongs to the kind of person who looks thin and undressed, no matter how tired he is every day, he will go to the playground to run until he can't run.

"I heard that there is a very handsome transfer student in Class 3! It's just a little arrogant, I haven't seen him play with anyone. "The girls in the recess hallway discuss this cool-sounding transfer student.

"What do you know, that's handsome, I don't know it's popular now! Hey hey"

"I heard Roman from Class 3 say that his name is Lu Baichuan, and he doesn't seem to be from Shanghai."

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