He Xuchunqiu

In the evening, we gathered to visit the school history museum, and each class entered according to their majors.

No one is worried about being late, and arrives at the meeting place early to line up.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the instructors lined up in front of the waiting classes.When counting the number of people, the sky suddenly began to rain, and the students who were originally afraid of the instructor's deterrence became noisy again.

"I'm going, why is it raining suddenly, what do you say? The house leak happened to rain all night..."

"Do you think we stand in the rain like Shawshank's Redemption? After a day of torture, we should look up to the sky to welcome freedom..."

"It's so annoying, the makeup I put on secretly at night when the instructor couldn't see clearly..."

"It seems that God can't bear to see us walk again..."

The huge crowd* whispered to each other, and the originally quiet queue complained louder and louder.

The team leader instructor scolded: "What are you doing? Line up! Not shopping! You are now in the military training period, you must observe discipline at all times! Discipline is life!"

After the instructor finished speaking, the assembly area was completely silent.

Who was silent from the beginning to the end, just stared at the sky in a daze, his mind was empty, and he didn't hear anything.

At [-]:[-], the headcount was completed, and the rain continued.

The instructors discussed together for a while, and decided to ask each dormitory to send one person back to get the umbrella: "One person from each dormitory, go and bring down the umbrellas of all the dormitories!"

Fang Hu and Zhang Mingjing were really tortured by standing in the military posture during the day, and the soles of their feet hurt like fire, so they could only entrust the heavy responsibility of carrying umbrellas to the other two.

Lu Ze looked at the already gloomy sky, and could only entrust it to someone apologetically: "I'm sorry, who is it, I'm night blind, I may not be able to see the way clearly, I'd better trouble you to go back and get it."

Who was out of the situation one second, and rushed to the dormitory building with all the hopes of sleeping in the next second.

It's a full 10-minute journey from the dormitory building to the assembly point. He ran and chanted the instructions of his roommates: "Lu Ze's umbrella is hanging by the desk, Fang Hu's umbrella is behind the shoe rack, Zhang Mingjing's umbrella Stuffed in my schoolbag... my umbrella..."

After quickly and accurately collecting the umbrellas of the other three, He Xu remembered that he hadn't bought an umbrella yet.

It was still raining outside the building, so when someone got hot-headed, he rushed into the rain curtain with an umbrella in his hand.The rain seemed to have poured into someone's mind. He stubbornly adhered to the principle of "not using other people's things without their permission", and rushed towards the assembly point holding three umbrellas of different lengths.

At 33:[-], whoever arrived at the assembly point where only the instructor was left.

"Where are people?" He Xuren murmured holding an umbrella.

"The tour starts at 07:30. In order not to delay the itinerary of the college, I will take the school bus directly to the school history museum this time." The instructor looked at He Xu whose hair was wet in strands by the rain, and frowned, "You Why don't you open an umbrella? Do you want to get sick and avoid military training?"

Who could not guess the meaning of the words, and replied with trepidation: "I'm sorry, instructor, I didn't mean that."

"Open an umbrella! Follow me." The instructor ordered.

Who opened Lu Ze's umbrella and followed the instructor step by step: "Instructor, don't you hold an umbrella?"

The instructor led the way in the direction of the school history museum without squinting: "I am wearing this camouflage, and I have my persistence. Since you are not wearing a training uniform now, you must insist on taking care of your body."

"Thank you, instructor." He Xuren nodded repeatedly and stopped asking.

Since the class of whoever is in has already entered the museum first, the instructor had to let him visit with him at the back of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"You will go in with them from the Academy of Fine Arts later, and you will be granted permission to disband on your own."

"But I'm not from the Academy of Fine Arts, what if I'm found out?"

"Why are you so stubborn? You are all alumni of the same school, so what if you are discovered?"

"it is good……"

"Don't dawdle, they're all leaving, and it's not raining now, I'll give you your umbrella for your roommate when the time comes..."

Just like that, who got into the tourist team of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"This picture is...carrying the deep friendship of the alumni..." The commentator pointed to the painting presented by the alumni on the wall, and everyone's eyes were focused on this drawing.

He Xu Ren once again felt the sense of alienation that was out of place. He heard people around him appreciate calligraphy and painting from multiple aspects, and felt more and more that he was an excluded member.

"Who is it!" Xu Ran glanced roughly at these calligraphy and painting works, and finally cast them on one point.

Who could only smile awkwardly and politely when he looked at Xu Ran who was walking around from the Art Design class to the end of the academy team.

Xu Ran's eyes were bent like crescent moons, but the light in them was more dazzling than the galaxies.

Who is most afraid of seeing Xu Ran's eyes, he is afraid that he will not be able to restrain his attraction to Xu Ran, he is afraid that the love he gave up will be reactivated, and he is even more afraid that he will be dragged back to that terrible place because of this "mistake"...

When someone's thoughts touched that memory, they automatically disconnected and became blank, as if nine layers of barriers had been built on that piece of land.

"What are you thinking? Why did you come to visit with us?" Xu Ran put his hand lightly on He Xu's wrist, and naturally gathered his fingertips.

How many people broke free belatedly, and followed the team that had fallen behind in a daze as if fleeing.

He didn't seem to repel me so violently anymore.Xu Ran frowned, and quickly followed.

In the second half of the visit to the school history museum, He He kept scratching Xu Ran's wrist with his fingernails. He obviously didn't have an allergic reaction, but the scratches on his wrist were red and swollen even more terrible than allergies.

Xu Ran looked at the man's wrist that was almost bleeding from the nails, and felt distressed, but he didn't dare to go up to stop it.

The two people carefully kept a safe distance, one was trying to restrain the psychological allergies left by the inner memory, and the other was sensitive to the pain under the restraint.

After visiting the school history museum, it started to rain again, and the rain was even stronger, like a torrential downpour.

The instructors of the Academy of Fine Arts gave notice in advance, so everyone prepared raincoats and umbrellas.

Blossoming "mushrooms" of different colors opened up in the rain, so everyone had to shuttle randomly under the umbrella, trying to leave in the rain again.

"Who is it! Don't move." Xu Ran opened the umbrella and hurriedly splashed water to stop the person who was rushing into the rain in a daze.

He Xu was very obedient, and stood obediently, waiting for Xu Ran to walk in front of him through countless "umbrella handles" with his long legs.

"Why are you so obedient? You stop as soon as you say, and you don't know where to hide from the rain when you run so fast?" Xu Ran raised the umbrella over someone's head.

"You told me to stop..."

"...Then let's go."

"Where?"

"Go back to the dormitory, please help me hold the umbrella."

"..."

Whoever took the umbrella from Xu Ran's hand, the wrist exposed by holding the umbrella was covered with shocking scratches.

Xu Ran's eyes darkened again, and he stared at someone's wrist with a complicated expression.

"Oh, I'm a little allergic." He Xu turned his wrist, turning the injured side to himself.

Xu Ran blinked, showing a fake smile of obvious disbelief, and his eyes immediately drifted to the ground.

Since he doesn't want to say it, don't say it.Xu Ran carefully kept the distance between himself and whoever.

On the circular road back to the dormitory, the wind suddenly blew up. Xu Ran's umbrella was like a little flower being bullied in the rain, and the ribs of the umbrella were deformed and broken by the wind.

Who is holding the umbrella handle tightly, trying to resist the wind attack from nowhere.

With a sound of "Guacha", the umbrella surface slumped like a rag, and was blown close to the umbrella rib by the wind, and the shape of the iron frame could be vaguely discerned.

With the help of the wind, the rain hit his eyes hard, and he started to cry uncontrollably: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Xu Ran grasped the tip of the umbrella and stood in front of He Xu against the wind: "It's not your fault, follow me."

One person holds the head of the umbrella and the other holds the tail, walking against the wind in the rain.This broken umbrella is like a swaying boat on a suspension wire, relying on the stalemate at both ends to move forward firmly.

"Where did you go after you dropped out of school?" He Xuren suddenly wanted to talk to Xu Ran, the tall figure in front of him could always give him peace of mind at special times.

When Xu Ran turned his head, Yu Shui slapped back the specially combed hair back into bangs, making him look a little more immature, except for his bright eyes.

"Me? I went to Italy and studied design for two years, but I still want to come back."

"Why? Isn't it good to stay in Italy?"

"No matter how good it is, there is someone I like here!"

"You... just watch the way."

"When I first went abroad, I always thought about you, but I soon stopped thinking about you. Do you know why? I remember you said that you were going to be admitted to Q University, but I knew that I would not be able to pass the exam based on the results of the college entrance examination alone." ...but I miss you very much, I miss you very much, I have never thought of a person like this before."

"You are a little unconscious now, why do you miss me? You still have your parents, your relatives."

"I don't know, they gave me up after the divorce and each started a new family... You know what? I don't speak Italian and English at first, I always bite my tongue, I want to eat your ice cream piece……"

"Xu Ran..."

"I also want to hear your voice during the holidays. I want to hear your blessings to me. I want to eat your fried soft-boiled eggs. I want to know if your hands are frostbitten again in winter. No wrestling, want to see you write my name..."

"Xu Ran, I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry for me, I am very grateful to you, I have you all the time when I live in a foreign country alone, the more I miss you, the more I like you, the harder I will work. I hope to meet you again, I hope to be able to start from You hear your own name on your lips."

"Xu Ran, I'm here."

Downstairs in the dormitory, the rain hit the fallen leaves.

Xu Ran turned around to close the umbrella, lowered his head and looked at someone: "TiAmo."

"Goodbye." He Xuren didn't dare to explore the emotion in his eyes, and ran back to the dormitory in embarrassment.

"Why did you come back? Did you get lucky?" Zhang Mingjing looked meanly at the person who had just entered the door.

What Lu Ze saw was He Xu who was drenched like a drenched chicken, so he asked with concern: "He Xu, did you come back from the rain, why don't you go take a shower and change your clothes first?"

"Okay." He Xu nodded, quickly dug out a change of clothes and towels and went into the bathroom again.

"Fortunately, we are the only guards, if the water in the bathhouse has to be cut off at this point." Zhang Mingjing complained again.

"You can pull it down, have you ever seen a bathhouse where the water stops at eight or nine o'clock?" Fang Hu didn't forget to poke his head out of the quilt to refute him while playing a mobile game.

After re-washing, He Xuren felt a bit tingling on his face, and a layer of skin was peeled off when he scratched it casually, and there was a burning pain in the peeling area.

"Who, why did you get so much dark in just one day?" Zhang Mingjing discovered that the color difference between He Xu's arms and face was so obvious.

He Xu stood in front of the large square mirror in front of the wardrobe in the dormitory and took a picture. It seemed that it was indeed darker, and even the glasses marks showed the dividing line.

The skin on several places on the forehead had corners, whoever tore them off one by one, and there were several places of blood-filled new skin on the face.

"Don't talk, be careful..." Zhang Mingjing really couldn't see such a low-handed person, and the concern value of the old mother immediately burst.

"Oh, good." He Xu twisted a few pieces of thin and small pieces of skin in his hands, wondering if he listened carefully to Zhang Mingjing's words.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.The rainwater from the previous night had evaporated before it could collect on the ground and form pools of water.

The first item is still standing in the military posture, but this time the instructor asked them to stand in all directions.

Turn left, turn right, turn back, and accept the baptism of sunlight in all directions, which is called "evenly tanned".

After a set of all-round "barbecue", everyone is miserable.

When resting in the circle, He Shi felt that the face and the neck with the bare nakedness were burned and itchy, but it was hot and painful when touched.

"Who, what's wrong with the back of your neck!" Lu Ze happened to see the back of He's neck, which was covered with raised red spots, dense and terrifying.

Who touched it belatedly, only to feel the disgusting feeling of rough hands, as if inhabited by countless insect eggs, as if they could burst out of the skin in the next second, and gnaw away the flesh and blood given to them.

He Xuren was taken aback by his weird thoughts, and hated his perverted psychology even more, but his nails still couldn't help pinching a few red spots.

It's a pity that the worms didn't crawl out of it as expected, and the fingertips of those people only have sticky bloody water with pus.

"Report to the instructor! Who is not feeling well!" Lu Ze hurriedly informed, and pulled the instructor to who.

"What's going on?" The instructor was also taken aback by someone's skin condition, the abnormally red face and the rash-covered nape of the neck, it's hard not to worry about any of them.

"It's okay, it's just a little itchy." He Xuren didn't want to bother the instructor anymore.

"You still say it's okay? It's almost like a prawn!" The instructor looked around and looked at the situation of other people, "Is there anyone who feels sick, please report it!"

"Report!" There was no response from the class, but a report sounded from the art design class next door.

"What's the situation?" The instructor of Art Design Class [-] immediately stepped forward to ask.

Xu Ran pointed to his eyes: "Report to the instructor, my eyes are sensitive to light, and my feet are sprained."

Xu Ran's photophobia is really caused by Xu Ranhu, but the sprained ankle is real. After sending someone back to the dormitory last night, he didn't pay attention to the road and slipped down the stairs accidentally.

"Let me see." The art design instructor asked Xu Ran to pull up his trouser legs.

Xu Ran did as he did, revealing a purple ankle.

"You really don't want your feet? It's time to talk about running exercises in the morning..." The instructor of Yishe is a newly graduated female instructor. She has always looked at these freshmen as her younger brothers and sisters, cursing in her mouth, but in her heart But he was terribly worried.

Ever since, He Xuren was brought into the school hospital together with Xu Ran.

"Oh, so many?" The doctor couldn't help sighing when he saw the red spots on He Heren's neck.

"How is it? Is it serious?" Although Xu Ran's foot injury looks scary, it's not a serious problem. It's just that he can't continue to participate in the military training these days.

"Whether it's serious or not, we can't tell so quickly!" The doctor adjusted his glasses, and then typed out another form, "Well, let's go get a blood test first."

"Do you still need blood tests?" Xu Ran took the order, very puzzled, and even more worried on his face.

"What's the fuss, just to be on the safe side, see if he has other diseases that may be caused by other conditions." The doctor waved them out and motioned for the next student to come up.

The blood test results came out soon, and Xu Ran ran back to the doctor's clinic after getting the list, leaving the instructor and others behind him at a leisurely pace.

"Well, it's quite normal." The doctor's computer screen was still full of incomprehensible data, "It looks like a simple ultraviolet allergy, but your skin is more sensitive than ordinary people."

"Then what should I do, should I take medicine?" the art design instructor then asked.

"In this case, you must take medicine, but you don't want to participate in military training recently. I really don't understand what is the point of letting a group of children who have just arrived at college suddenly train intensively for more than ten days..." The doctor struggled Write down the prescription quickly, while answering the instructor's question.

He Xuren and Xu Ran, who received the medicine, were arranged to rest in the hall of the rostrum. There were no seats in the hall, so the two had to find a shady place to sit on the stairs.

"Is your neck still itchy?" Xu Ran picked up someone's medicine and read the instructions one by one.

"Fortunately, it's a little itchy." He Xuren said so, and wanted to stretch out his hand to scratch again.

"Don't scratch, it's easy to get infected." Xu Ran found the externally applied cream, "Wait a minute, I'll wash your hands and apply the medicine to you later."

Just doing what he said, Xu Ranjin pulled his shoes into the toilet, and soon came out with a wet wipe.

"Bow your head." Xu Ran squatted down.

Who does it obediently, showing the back of his neck.

Xu Ran carefully avoided the scratched wound and wiped it lightly. Every time he wiped it, he could feel someone's shivering and trembling.

"I didn't meet you." Xu Ran suddenly said such a sentence, who immediately controlled himself.

The soft and slippery cream was spread evenly by the cotton swab, and the cold touch made He Xuren's limbs stretch unconsciously.Xu Ran painted it so carefully that no one could even feel his breath gently spraying on the back of his neck.

He Xuren's face began to burn again, and his heart beat faster. Xu Ran seemed to be his allergen, and he could easily break through immunity and disturb his senses.

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