hunting song

The autumn rain continued at night, desolate and mournful.

Li Jinsha walked out of the principal's office without an umbrella, and stepped into the rain without any scruples, walking along the school road with few people to the lake.

"Dead Shemale? Li Jinsha! What are you doing?!"

There were hurried footsteps from behind, and Gongsun Lu who appeared out of nowhere rushed to his side with an umbrella, and clapped it over Li Jinsha's head.

"What the hell are you doing?! Do you want to catch a cold and have a fever?! You don't have to act like this if you want to write poetry in the rain, right?!" Gongsun Lu was wearing sports clothes and carrying a sports bag. sports bandana.

It was rare that Li Jinsha didn't quarrel with him, but just looked at Gongsunlu fixedly, and when he saw him, he started to get hairy.

"Ah, I was wrong. I said I would speak softly to you, ahem." Gongsun Lu hurriedly switched modes, his voice slowed down, and he grabbed Li Jinsha's arm and asked, "What's wrong with you? Have you eaten yet? Young master go back and share with you?"

"I ate."

"What's the matter, huh?"

"I'm not in a good mood." Li Jinsha lowered his eyes, recalling what the principal had just talked to him, it turned out that the murders that happened these days were actually the reason.

"Your glasses are all wet, can't you see clearly?" Gongsun Lu reached out to take off his glasses, "Have you got your glasses cloth on?"

"No."

"Then I'll go back to the dormitory with you, lest you can't find your way and wander around here." Gongsun Lu grabbed his wrist and walked back. Seeing that Li Jinsha couldn't pull it, he said, "What's wrong?"

Li Jinsha lowered his head, his expression was stiff and indifferent, as if the hidden emotions were about to explode.

"Gongsun Lu...I'm not in a good mood, you go back first, I want to stay here for a while."

Gongsun Lu paused for a while, then smiled and said, "Then I will accompany you."

Li Jinsha lowered his head and remained silent.

"Hey, let me lend you my shoulder, this is what many people dream of."

Li Jinsha leaned forward directly, without any of the usual bickering and irritability, and was extremely quiet.

Gongsun Lu was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he put his hands on the opponent's back, hugged Li Jinsha in his arms, lowered his head and leaned against the opponent's head, as if he was serious about conveying his own warmth.

"Hey, no matter how bad your mood is in the future, I'll come to see you, and I'll give you my shoulder at any time."

The two of them in the rain freeze into a picture.

After standing for a while, Gongsun Lu sent Li Jinsha back to the dormitory, and then went outside to buy a cup of hot ginger water and a lot of fruit.

"Cousin—open the door—"

Ye Huaiyang opened the door, took the fruit with a knowing face, and pointed to the door: "Ah Jin is in the room, he said he was going to sleep."

"Thank you, cousin!" Gongsun Lu walked to Li Jinsha's room door with Tang Xiaosha in his hand, and opened the probe carefully to enter.

It was pitch black inside, and Li Jinsha could be vaguely seen lying on the bed with his back to him.

"Dead shemale." Gongsun Lu closed the door and whispered, putting ginger soup gently on the bedside: "Are you asleep?"

"...Don't you think it's nonsense to ask like this." The person on the bed replied in a low voice.

Gongsun Lu laughed out loud, "Get up and drink some soup to drive away the cold."

Li Jinsha turned his head, narrowed his eyes and looked at Gongsun Lu who walked into his room openly: "Where did you get the ginger soup?"

"Bought one as soon as I got out of school, here, drink it while it's hot." Gongsun Lu helped him up from the bed without any explanation, picked up a spoon to scoop it up, and blew it to feed him.

Li Jinsha opened his mouth as if to refuse, but in the end he obediently accepted Gongsun Lu's service and drank it down.

Gongsun Lu was a little surprised, and then happily fed him one mouthful after another, watching the other party drink it contentedly.

Until the bottom of the bowl, Li Jinsha lay down again, looked at him and said, "Okay, I want to sleep for a while, you can go back and write your paper."

"How does the dead monster know that the young master is going to catch up on the thesis today?"

"Nonsense, it will be handed in tomorrow."

"It seems," Gongsun Lu put down the bowl, and suddenly approached Li Jinsha on the bed, almost touching the tip of his nose: "The dead lady monster cares about my young master."

Li Jinsha's eyes flashed flustered and nervous, but he still looked at Gongsunlu fixedly, and added: "Why don't you write your paper soon?"

Gongsun Lu was stunned, and reached out to touch the quilt, and finally fell down and scratched his head: "Oh~ the young master is gone."

Ye Huaiyang was painting oil paintings in the living room, when he saw Gongsun Lu come out, he coughed lightly, pretending to ask casually: "By the way, are you and... Lian Heng serious about writing a thesis?"

"Hengheng didn't eat at night, and was so hungry that he fainted, how can he write a paper." Gongsun Lu said exaggeratedly.

"Dizzy?" Ye Huaiyang was startled.

"Yes, cousin, why don't you go to eat with Hengheng, that restaurant is really good." Gongsun Lu said with a strange face, "Hengheng arrested me and Xiaobai to be testers before, we He decided to take you there because he thought it was good."

Ye Huaiyang's hands trembled, and the paintbrush fell directly to the ground. He picked it up as if he didn't care, and continued to color his oil painting with his whole body stiff, in a state of confusion.

"Before, Hengheng told me that he had a secret to tell you." Gongsun Lu had a smirk on his face.

"I'm a little busy tonight." Ye Huaiyang struggled to find a reason for himself.

"So it's like this~" Gongsun Lu suddenly realized, "Then I'll go back and write my thesis! Good night, cousin!"

"Good night." Ye Huaiyang smiled unnaturally.

The surroundings became quiet again, and Ye Huaiyang was still painting the oil painting seriously, as if nothing had happened.After a long time, he took out his mobile phone, struggled for a while and still made a call, and the other party always answered quickly.

"Senior? What's wrong?"

"I heard from Xiaolu that you are hungry." Ye Huaiyang lowered his head and said lightly.

"It's okay, Xiaomo brought me food."

"Well, just don't be hungry." Ye Huaiyang said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, tonight... I have something to do tonight, so I didn't go to dinner with you."

"It's OK." Lian Heng smiled indifferently, "I'll take you there next time."

"Also..." Ye Huaiyang rarely spoke in a difficult way, he hesitated for a long time before asking, "Do you have something to tell me?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Ye Huaiyang was so nervous that his whole heart was clenched together. It seemed like a century later that he heard Lian Heng's weird chuckle: "Do you think I want to confess my love or propose marriage?"

Ye Huaiyang's brain thumped, his face was hot like a fire, he tried hard to find his cold and arrogant self, and replied flatly: "I'm going to sleep."

Ye Huaiyang hung up the phone after hastily said, picked up the paintbrush with no expression on his face and continued to paint an oil painting, every piece of golden ginkgo in his brush carried the bleak chill of late autumn.