give me with you

It was completely dark, and the light from the high-rise buildings could not penetrate the cloud layer. After a while, it began to rain lightly, and fine raindrops were dotted on the car windows. The sound of windshield wipers, the car was silent.

Qin An was still sulking in the back seat, while Fang Ke was lazily playing with his mobile phone. Perhaps the driver felt a little bored and turned on the car radio, and melodious music poured out.

The vehicle braked, Fang Ke came back to his senses in the inertia, looked at the four big characters of "Flower Language Jiangnan", said goodbye to Sheng Yu, and asked Qin An next to him: "Are you going home or my house?"

It wasn't until the car started that Qin An's dull voice was heard: "No return."

Fang Ke nodded, told the driver the address, glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Sheng Yu who was still standing on the side of the road stopped another taxi.

"Call my mom."

Fang Ke caught Qin An's cell phone and turned his gaze away without thinking again, "Brother, do I have a cell phone?"

Qin An: ...

When Sheng Yu returned to the apartment, it was raining heavily, but the security guard at the door borrowed his umbrella to prevent him from getting drenched.

However, the coat was still more than half wet. He changed his clothes and took a hot bath. At least he dispelled the chill, but the little bit of drunkenness made him a little dizzy. The wild honey given by Teacher Yu, in order to feel better tomorrow, I made myself a glass of honey water.

The light yellow liquid was shaking in the cup, and a familiar face suddenly appeared in his mind, and he didn't know what he thought of, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.

No sleep for one night.

Early the next morning, Sheng Yu returned the umbrella to the security booth. Perhaps because he didn't sleep well, when he saw no familiar people in the security booth, his expression became more serious.

A cold "thank you" could not hear the slightest sense of gratitude.

The big security guard said good morning and choked back abruptly.

As soon as I arrived at the school, I saw many people surrounded by the bulletin board, including Fang Ke. When I saw him, I waved and said hello, "Sheng Yu, come and see, there is a surprise."

As soon as Sheng Yu's name came out, many people turned their heads, and the crowd spontaneously gave way to a passage, Fang Ke held back a smile and pushed Sheng Yu directly.

Sheng Yu's icy face was reflected on the glass, and the large characters on the transcript on the red list occupied his sight. There was no doubt that Sheng Yu saw his name in the first row, but what happened to the one-inch ID photo with a blue background in front of those two words? thing!

However, in the square-inch photo, Sheng Yu still had a cold face, but perhaps because of the formality of the ID photo, he looked a little abstinent.

Going down in turn, each of the top ten lists in the grade has photos, but the most eye-catching ones are Shu Shengyu... and Mu Fan, who is next to him in the first week of the liberal arts list.

......

How could an art student do so well in culture?

"How about it, our brother Yu is so gorgeous." Fang Ke joked with a smile.

Sheng Yu rolled his eyes back at him, but when he heard his next sentence, he felt a little unhappy.

"It's just that Mu Fan can barely match this week." Fang Ke joked: "This guy's grades are so good? Hey, Qin An, are you jealous of others, so you always fight against them?"

Once again, Qin An rolled his eyes, "What nonsense, hurry up, I haven't finished copying my homework yet."

Most of the people watching around sighed because Zhou Mufan's achievements were indeed too outstanding.

Other than that, the most talked about is next week's excursion for the third graders.

This is a tradition in No. 11 Middle School, although it is called exercising the willpower of the senior three students, so that they can sprint for the college entrance examination more wholeheartedly.But not many people expected it. There are five excursion locations, and each class decides the excursion location of its own class through a lottery. But no matter which one it is, it is far away from the school, and it is still remote. What's more, there is no means of transportation. , can only rely on the "No. [-] bus" on foot.

After Mr. Yu informed the news, he asked Sheng Yu to stay on Friday night to represent the first class of science to pick out the hiking spots.

Sheng Yu came back to his senses when he heard that Teacher Yu called his name. He nodded and put the small ointment in the drawer back to its original place.

Looking at the crescent moon burns on the index finger and middle finger, the slightly worried face flashed in his mind, and Teacher Yu's voice in class began to become distant.

He can control someone's emotions at will, he will feel happy because of his acquiescence, and also become sad because of his cold eyes, but when it starts, the little crying bag can also start to control his emotions.

The feeling is enthralling, but doubly irritating.

The pain between the fingers was not uncomfortable, but the burn that was not on his hand moved him even more.

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Lin Yumian pushed open the studio door, but Zhou Mufan was not in his seat. He closed the door and walked to Zhou Mufan's easel. There were still a few people in the studio who hadn't left, but he was not surprised by Lin Yumian's arrival. I come here often, as if I have become half an art student.

It's just that those raised eyes didn't look back until Lin Yumian sat down today. Lin Yumian was too familiar with those inquiries and scrutiny, but at this moment he didn't quite understand the reason for the sudden strange eyesight.

"Here?" Zhou Mufan put the bucket of water beside the easel, "Continue to draw the one I gave you yesterday, and I can finish it in 20 minutes."

Lin Yumian nodded and took out the sketchpad. He didn't learn to draw for an exam, so Mu Fan didn't set any restrictions during the last week, and only asked him to make every line smooth.

The studio, which is usually very quiet, has not been quiet today, the eyes behind him are always like a shadow, and he can't really hear the content of the whispered conversation, but obviously the three words "Zhou Mufan" appear most frequently.

However, thinking of the position of the three words Zhou Mufan on the score bulletin board, he understood a little bit.

Surprisingly, he keenly captured his own name.

Probably some words like "a couple", "give it", "disgusting".

Lin Yumian frowned and looked back at the two girls who were whispering. They were caught talking behind their backs, but the two didn't show any embarrassment, and even looked contemptuous.

Lin Yumian didn't know why, this long-haired girl seemed to be a freshman in high school, and she had lent him a pencil back then, but the change in attitude was very obvious.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Mufan asked softly, "Why don't you hurry up and draw when you're late?"

......

Lin Yumian withdrew his gaze and stared at the drawing paper in his hand, but still couldn't concentrate.When he picked up the eraser for the third time, a light green shadow flashed in front of his eyes.

With a "snap", Lin Yumian was so startled that he dropped the eraser in his hand, the wound where the rough surface slid across his index finger was more painful than the back of his hand.

"It hurts?" Zhou Mufan frowned, "I'm useless."

"No, I accidentally touched my finger."

Zhou Mufan poked his head out from the side of the easel, pulled Lin Yumian's left hand, and saw that a small wound on his finger was red, swollen and festered, and his brows frowned even deeper, "You didn't apply the medicine?"

Due to Zhou Mufan's actions, Lin Yumian was keenly aware of some changes in the atmosphere around him, but he was not in a high mood at the moment and didn't bother to respond.With a wooden face, he withdrew his hand, looked at the messy lines on the white paper, and changed the drawing paper: "No, that's it."

Zhou Mufan glanced at the expressions around him, and after a little thought, he understood what was going on.He didn't say anything more, it seemed that he himself was a bit too much, for the ignorant and ignorant Lin Yumian, although he didn't intend to do so, it was inevitable that Lin Yumian would fall into the rumors.

Lin Yumian tilted his head slightly. Out of the corner of his eye, the hand holding the basketball on the basketball court was so white that no flaws could be seen, but Lin Yumian knew that the skin between the index and middle fingers of that hand was red and swollen.

He looked at the semicircle of red on his finger, and completed the other half in his mind.

Thinking of Sheng Yu's anger yesterday, this pain is nothing.

Although his brother always ignored him, it was the first time that he got angry with him bluntly.He didn't dare to go to "Huayu Jiangnan" again, but put the scald ointment he bought in the drawer early in the morning. The scald ointment was unopened, and he didn't intend to use his own tube.

The people in the studio left one after another, and only the last two boys were left. Before leaving, they did not forget to tell Zhou Mufan to remember to lock the door. After a while, there were only two people left in the studio, and the voices of people talking outside gradually faded away.

"Really gay?"

"Fuck, are they a couple?"

"Hey, that's disgusting."

Zhou Mufan looked at Lin Yumian who was in a daze in front of him, not sure if he heard it.

Until dusk gradually closed, the painting in Lin Yumian's hands took shape, and the movement on the court stopped. From the window, he saw people on the basketball court scattered and leaving, and the tall figure picked up the backpack on the side and got up to leave. , Lin Yumian immediately put away the paintbrush, got up and said, "I'll go first."

Zhou Mufan let out a "huh" as he was used to it. He glanced at the basketball court outside the window, and his eyes fell on Lin Yumian's unfinished painting thoughtfully.

When he passed the bulletin board again, there were still a few girls around. Lin Yumian passed the crowd and saw the blue-background photo in the first row at a glance. His eyes met. He paused for a moment and then walked outside the school.

The pointers around him became more and more bold, but it seemed that there was a barrier in his ears, so the broken-mouthed people could only raise their voices to gain attention.

Lin Yumian remained expressionless, and walked outside the school gate after the person in front of him had left the school gate.

After the man turned the intersection, he barely stepped out of the school gate, but he could always keep the passing figure of the man before he disappeared.

The author says:

This chapter is a bit messy, and it has been changed for a long time.

I'm not very proficient in writing the transitional chapter of feelings, I will work harder.

come on, come on, come on.

Thanks for watching.