How can there be a brother in the rivers and lakes to have fun?

Some things are good in this way and good in that way, but they are not so good when put together; just like snow is romantic, and rain is also romantic, but sleet and sleet are not romantic at all.

Xing Heying sneezed, shrank her neck, and hid most of her face in the scarf.The rain and snowflakes were wrapped together and knocked on the umbrella, making a soft and pleasant sound.The sleet came suddenly, and he was still asleep when he was woken up by the sound of rain beating on the window.Originally turning over and wrapping up the small quilt tightly to continue sleeping, he suddenly remembered that Jian Qianshan had gone to class early in the morning, and he probably didn't bring an umbrella.

Although the quilt is good, how about senior brother.Xing Heying looked at the time and guessed that he was going to finish class, so he slowly changed his clothes and went out with an umbrella.The classroom for graduate students is in the annex building of the library, and few people go to it during the whole class.Xing Heying happened to catch up with the end of get out of class, and someone rushed out with a schoolbag covering his head, almost knocking him into the flower bed.Xing Heying grinned her teeth and rolled her eyes, but said nothing.Seeing that there were fewer people going out, I couldn't hold back and took out my phone to send a message.

After Jian Qianshan finished writing the last stroke, the phone that was put aside suddenly lit up.As soon as I saw that the name in the note was "Flower Peacock", I didn't even realize that my eyes were smiling.

"Hardworking boy, did you fall into this sudden sleet, or did you have your great roommate waiting for you with an umbrella?"

"You came to pick me up?"

He seems to have inexhaustible energy, even through the text on the screen, he can still imagine his joyful tone: "Yeah, come out quickly! I don't want to eat at the cafeteria at noon, how about I get fried rice with eggs?" ?”

"it is good."

After Jian Qianshan finished replying, he packed up his books.There was no one in the classroom for a long time, and he only took a few steps slowly to sort out his notes.When I left the classroom, I saw Xing Heying waiting in front of the building. What he was holding was a straight-handled umbrella, which should have been used by no one at this time.Seeing Jian Qianshan coming out, he immediately laughed, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly: "Let's go, let's go, I knew you didn't bring an umbrella. It's really cold today!"

"Are you here to give me an umbrella?"

"Hmm!"

"But you only took one umbrella."

"Use it together, I don't dislike you." Xing Heying blinked cheekily. Jian Qianshan knew that he did it on purpose, but there was nothing he could do. Down.

It is quite interesting to say that he is a first-year postgraduate student admitted to this school by the Department of Philosophy, while Xing Heying originally studied civil engineering at this school.The day of reporting was a good day in the legendary golden autumn and September. Xing Heying bumped into his arms while walking and playing with his mobile phone.Both Xing Heying's cell phone and his books were dropped on the ground, and when he was picking up the books, Xing Heying suddenly asked him:

"Student, do you know what the next sentence is when you cross the hill?"

"..." At that time, Jian Qianshan thought that this man was good-looking, but he might have a cat disease in his head, so he caught a passer-by and asked some inexplicable questions.However, seeing the big shining eyes of the other party, I felt that it seemed nothing to chat with him, "Are you talking about the lyrics? Only then did you realize that there was no one waiting?"

"No." When the other party laughed, the sun just slipped through the canopy of the horse chestnut tree, "It's Nicetomeetyou."

Textbook-like embarrassment.

However, if the embarrassing person is very good-looking, his eyes are shining like little stars in the sky, and he is as cute as a little boy when he smiles; The flying little hairs sway with the wind like the reeds in the lake...

Jian Qianshan laughed, but the young boy still had eyes full of smiles: "This classmate, can I tease you? If not, can you give me a contact information so that I have a chance to tease you again?"

Maybe the success of embarrassing teasing has little to do with speech skills, but more to do with appearance.

When Jian Qianshan came back to his senses, his chatter was still in his ears.He probably couldn't close his mouth, if he wasn't outside now, he really wanted to use some simple and rude way to quiet him down.

"Brother, did you listen to me?"

Xing Heying held the umbrella in one hand, and was able to poke Jian Qianshan's arm to attract his attention.Xing Heying was originally a civil engineering student, but somehow he made a mistake and suddenly passed the university's philosophy department graduate exam. The worst thing is that he actually passed the exam, and moved into the same dormitory with Jian Qianshan.

"Brother!" Xing Heying tugged at Jian Qianshan's sleeve again. He always liked to call Jian Qianshan by that, but he couldn't explain why.Jian Qianshan was helpless by his disturbance, raised his hand and rubbed his little hair: "Okay, okay, what did you just say? Say it again."

Xing Heying stared at him with squinted eyes, with a look of "Aren't you guilty? You still don't coax me".Jian Qianshan knocked on his forehead again: "I was distracted just now, and I didn't hear what you said. I will help you write Professor Feng's homework next time. What did you just say?"

"Hmm...hehe," Xing Heying was obviously satisfied, and raised his hand to give half of the scarf to Jian Qianshan, "I said, today I saw a saying in the editor. Shao Yong once proposed a theory that every 12 Years, everything in the world will repeat itself.”

The rain was mixed with snowflakes, and it hit the umbrella in a rush.Xing Heying's hand was still holding Jian Qianshan's sleeve, with a smile in his eyes:

"That is to say, 12 years ago, I used to walk with you in the snow with an umbrella like this; 600 years later, I will walk with you in the snow with an umbrella like this inside."

This statement should come from "Huangji Jingshishu"... Jian Qianshan's mind began to turn. This is Shao Yong's "Guanwu School" philosophical work: "The meaning of this sentence is not understood in this way... "He spoke subconsciously.

"Ah? Really?" Xing Heying blinked, "What does that mean?"

Jian Qianshan turned to look at Xing Heying, and was about to explain, but was suddenly at a loss for words.

Xing Heying just looked at him like that, with bright eyes, always like a river of stars.But at this time, he was the only one in those eyes...

"It's okay." He laughed suddenly, seeing no one around, he simply leaned up and bit the tip of his nose lightly, and in Xing Heying's bewildered expression, the smile became even bigger, "Just pretend I didn't say anything. "

If they were together like this 12 years ago.

If 12 years later, they will still be together like this.

Maybe they never met for the first time, but after walking the Huangquan Road, drinking Mengpo soup, and walking over the Naihe Bridge hand in hand, they ushered in the 12-year reunion.