Grapevine on grapefruit tree

"You didn't bring me a gift when you went to Tibet?!!!!" Shu Wen started his first day of his junior year with a simple scream, and silently accepted the simple roar.

"I really don't have the money to buy it." Shu Wen dragged his suitcase and strolled in the empty campus.

After that meeting with Huo Wei in Mo Mo's dream house, all the plans were immediately disrupted.Huo Wei didn't know how to coax Shu Xin into his mind. During the next two months of Tibet trip, Huo Wei first volunteered to be their free tour guide and played with them for half a month. After playing up and down inside and out, before Shu Xin and Liu Mingxuan returned to Chengdu, they persuaded Shu Xin with practical actions and left Shu Wen in Lhasa.

Half a month later, Shu Xin and Liu Mingxuan returned to Chengdu. Shu Wen visited Lhasa with Huo Wei during the day, and stayed at Mo Mo's Dream Hut at night to help out. There was no salary, but food and lodging were included.It wasn't until a week before the start of school that Shu Wen bought a ticket to go home. He had already spent all his money and couldn't even afford instant noodles for the train.

But these two months...

A smile appeared on Shu Wen's face involuntarily.

Shu Wen didn't know if the two-month pilgrimage really washed away his muddy mind and unrealistic fantasies, but his mentality did change with the blue sky and white clouds.

"But I sent you a postcard from Tibet." Shu Wen smiled.

A simple and disgruntled "Oh", a noisy voice came from the other side, the simple voice message was on the phone, Shu Wen fed a few words here, but there was no answer.

Shu Wen was afraid that something would happen to Jian Jian, so he didn't dare to hang up the phone, so he kept "Hello" all the way.After about four or five minutes, the simple voice returned to the phone. Her tone was urgent: "My stupid roommate lost her luggage at the train station. I have to accompany her to the police station to call the police. Hang up first."

Only then did Shu Wen feel relieved, and after a few simple instructions, he hung up the phone.

Everyone in the dormitory has already arrived. He opened the door and entered the dormitory, only to hear Luo Yang shouting loudly: "Student, have you gone to the wrong dormitory?"

Shu Wen: ...

Then there was a burst of laughter in the dormitory, Luo Yang covered his stomach with one hand, and patted the table with the other in disbelief: "It's not Shu Wen, did you go for a walk in Africa in the past two months?"

Shu Wen said: "Fuck you, I just went to Tibet, and I didn't do a good job of sun protection."

"Yo ho, pilgrimage?" The head of the room booed.

"Part-time job." Shu Wen smiled, pushed the suitcase aside, and began to organize the desk.

"Whose property is this?" Shu Wen pointed to a beige paper bag on his desk.

"Brother Huo Wei gave it to you, but you haven't come yet." Luo Yang chewed a cucumber and rubbed against him, "You seem to know Huo Wei very well."

Shu Wen opened the bag, and there was a beautifully packaged box inside. Shu Wen opened it and saw that there was a bunch of small-leaf red sandalwood in the box.Shu Wen still remembered the first time he saw this string of small-leaved red sandalwood in the busy city, he was really attracted, he seemed to be unable to see or hear the crowds of people around him, and only this string of beads was in his eyes and mind.

But it was too expensive, and he didn't have much money on him, so he had no choice but to give up if he loved it.did not expect……

"Why did senior brother Huo Wei give you this thing?" Luo Yang expressed his incomprehension.

Shu Wen said: "Salary."

"What?"

Shu Wen smiled, but refused to say anything more.

Shu Wen didn't say anything, Luo Yang also felt bored, chewing cucumbers and returned to his seat.

Shu Wen in his junior year was really not easy. First, he had a new project in the college. He officially joined the group under Huo Wei’s recommendation. Then at the end of September, the club began to recruit new people. As the head of a club, he must set an example As a result, I had to set up a stall in Zhaoxin Square with the cold wind that arrived early. After two days of blowing in the wind with Ye Jingshu, Yingyong caught a cold.As soon as the club's recruitment ended, the thesis for the first half of the year came one after another. Shu Wen had to write the thesis while busy with the subject, and was exhausted every day.

In comparison, Yan Liang, who is also a junior, can be said to be a bit outrageously relaxed. This year, Yan Liang not only has fewer classes and less homework, but even the work of the club has been slowly handed over to the new director. He has nothing to do all day long. Playing games in the dormitory.

The weather was getting colder, and the ginkgo trees on the boulevard turned green and yellow. After an autumn rain, the ginkgo leaves fell to the ground. Shu Wen wrapped his clothes tightly, and went to the library to return the books against the wind with an umbrella in his arms.

It was the last Friday in October, and it had been stormy and rainy all day, with oppressive clouds in the sky.When Shu Wen returned the book and came out of the library, he saw Ye Jingshu standing alone at the door of the library, looking anxiously at the heavy rain outside.

"Did you bring an umbrella?" Shu Wen walked to her side and asked her softly.

"When I came to class in the morning, it hadn't rained yet, so I forgot about it."

Shu Wen was silent for a while, and said, "Is Jiang Heng coming to pick you up?"

Ye Jingshu froze for a moment, looked up at Shu Wen, and said dejectedly, "I won't come."

Seeing her appearance, Shu Wen thought to himself, could it be that they broke up?

"Have you eaten yet?" Ye Jingshu asked him.

"No, let's go together." Shu Wen opened the umbrella, and the two walked into the rain screen side by side.

The rain was so heavy that such a small umbrella was useless at all, and I was drenched in the rain as soon as I took a few steps.Fortunately, the cafeteria was not too far from the library, so the two of them went to the cafeteria and ordered crock pot soup to warm their bodies.

The two sat facing each other, Ye Jingshu refused to persuade, and Shu Wen was too embarrassed to speak, so they had to drink the soup quietly.Ye Jingshu drank the soup slowly, until she finished a bowl of soup, she said: "You are really different from him."

Shu Wen frowned, expressing that he did not understand what she meant.

"I'm talking about Jiang Heng. He never eats quietly. He always talks non-stop." Ye Jingshu looked at Shu Wen's hand holding the spoon, and took it out calmly. She wiped her mouth slowly with a tissue, "Actually, I have never understood why senior brother would be with him..." She suddenly stopped, obviously not thinking of a more accurate word to describe their relationship.

Shu Wen looked down at the food in front of him, and said mockingly: "You really don't understand?"

Ye Jingshu looked at him and shook her head.

"Did he not tell you?"

Ye Jingshu said: "Never mentioned it."

Shu Wen put down the spoon: "You were always inseparable before, why now..."

Ye Jingshu stared at him for a while, then smiled wryly: "Brother, do you really don't know or pretend you don't know?"

Shu Wen raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"He moved to the new campus, we are now in a long-distance relationship."

Moved to a new campus?

He suddenly found that he hadn't heard any news about Jiang Heng for more than half a year. Jiang Heng seemed to have completely withdrawn from his world.As for Jiang Heng's disappearance, he had almost no feeling at all.

Shu Wen smiled awkwardly and said, "We haven't been in touch for a long time."

"Will Senior Brother Zhou Hui come tomorrow?" Ye Jingshu asked suddenly.

"I..." Shu Wen hesitated.

"Brother, come on, I've been hosting weekly meetings for the past few months, I'm so bored."

Shu Wen nodded, and swallowed the excuse of "I still haven't finished writing the thesis".

At the weekly meeting on the second day, Shu Wen, the president of the Calligraphy Club, who has always been indifferent all the year round, finally appeared. This time, the members of the club came together, and several ministers who were about to abdicate to the virtuous also came. The daily activities of the club include daily lectures. , and had a tea party.

Jiang Heng also came. He sat in the last row near the door, resting his chin with one hand, staring at the half-bald sycamore tree outside the window in a daze.

Sitting in front of him were two freshman girls. It was the first time that the younger junior sister had seen Shu Wen, and she was a little crazy.

"Wow, the president is so handsome~" a girl whispered to a friend beside her.

"It's not wrong to say that you came to the calligraphy club." The girl lowered her voice and said to her companion, "The one behind us is also very handsome."

"Obviously the president has a better temperament." She just finished saying this, when she looked up, she saw the handsome president looking at her. She blushed and leaned into the ear of her companion and said, "He is looking at this side."

The companion pretended to look at the podium casually, and the president had already stood beside the vice president.

"Hey, by the way, do you think..." The girl looked up at the podium with a puzzled tone, "The president and the vice president look alike, especially the eyes, have you noticed?"

"is it?"

The two of them were talking enthusiastically, completely unaware that the handsome guy behind them had completely overheard their words.

Jiang Heng's gaze went back and forth between the two on the podium for several times, but he still failed to realize the so-called eye image in their mouths.

The vice president on the podium suddenly smiled at the two of them, and they lowered their heads guiltily, and finally shut up.

At the end of the tea party, the old professor who showed up once a year came into the classroom with a cane, made a summary for this activity, and finally announced a news that he would hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition, and students who are willing to participate can contribute first. If selected, it will be exhibited as an excellent work. If it is sold, the proceeds will also be used as a public welfare fund to fund calligraphy classes for children in impoverished mountainous areas.

As soon as the news came out, the classroom that had finally calmed down suddenly exploded, and the old professor stroked his beard and left in satisfaction.

The community classroom was too noisy. Shu Wen called Ye Jingshu and the other directors of the community out. They stood in the corridor enjoying the wind and briefly discussed the details of the submission. After talking for half an hour, they finally decided process.Ye Jingshu entered the classroom with her notes and announced the submission process.

Shu Wen leaned against the door and listened carefully, his gaze casually swept across a corner of the classroom, and his gaze inadvertently met Jiang Heng who had been staring at him.

Jiang Heng was sitting in the first row by the window, he looked at him with a confused face, his eyes seemed to be overflowing with indescribable sadness.

Shu Wen's heart twitched fiercely, he turned his head and looked away from Jiang Heng.

After the dinner, Shu Wen couldn't escape after all the refusal, a group of people rushed to the hot pot restaurant, and ate beer and hot pot for two hours.

After leaving the hot pot restaurant, everyone was a little drunk, and whoever was not afraid of death proposed to sing K, and Shu Wen was forcibly taken to the KTV again.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, the emotions of this group of young people were magnified countless times. In the colorful box, everyone hugged together and howled like ghosts and wolves.

Shu Wen was a little drunk, he rushed to his paper last night until four o'clock in the morning, he really didn't get enough sleep, after drinking, he was terribly sleepy again.As soon as he entered the box, he almost fell asleep.

Drunken, he felt that someone had covered him with a piece of clothing, his head was placed on something hard and soft, which made his neck ache, he moved uneasily, and soon fell into a coma again .

Jiang Heng lowered his head and stared pitifully at Shu Wen's face on his lap. The person on his lap twisted uneasily, his slender eyelashes moved, and he struggled to open his eyes. He tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

The surrounding voices didn't sound so noisy to Jiang Heng, he leaned his straight back on the sofa, and closed his eyes tiredly.

But he couldn't sleep.

He felt that his mind was blank, not because there were fewer things to think about, but because there were too many things in his mind.During the more than half a year since he and Shu Wen hadn't met, he couldn't help but want to inquire about Shu Wen's news. When chatting with Ye Jingshu, he began to explore more, often peeking at the simple QQ space, trying to deduce from a few words about Shu Wen. Every bit of the text.He knew that Shu Wen and Shu Xin went to Tibet, so he saw Huo Wei's figure in Shu Xin's space, his heart was like a pool of spring water that was wrinkled and muddy by the wind, and as long as there was wind, he couldn't calm down.

He likes Shu Wen, does this like that like that?

He thought of this level countless times, so he didn't dare to think about it any further.

Yan Liang stared dumbfounded at Jiang Heng taking off his coat and covering Shu Wen. Shu Wen was still lying on Jiang Heng's lap, and his hands had unconsciously hugged Jiang Heng's thigh.

Yan Liang's eyes searched around in the box, and he saw Ye Jingshu squatting next to the karaoke station, singing a song, as if she didn't notice the small sofa of KTV at all.

Yan Liang sat down on the sofa next to him, and kept looking at Ye Jingshu and Jiang Heng.

Not long after, Shu Wen moved in dissatisfaction, and the loud and clear singing in the KTV suddenly entered his ears. He opened his eyes slowly, and saw that he was pillowing on Jiang Heng's lap, and he turned over , almost fell off the sofa.

Jiang Heng, who kept his eyes closed all the time, grabbed Shu Wen, who was halfway down to the ground, with precision and ruthlessness.

Shu Wen stood up, and the coat on his body was thrown to the ground.Shu Wen bent down to pick up the clothes, handed them to Jiang Heng, and said sorry in a low voice.