don't pass time

The first class is Lu Yuan's professional class, Chinese Medicine.Although it is a professional class, it is taught with people from pharmaceutical engineering, and the not-so-small classroom is almost full.Lu Yuan went late and sat in the last row of the classroom, the two-seat seat next to the leftmost aisle, and a clean boy sat by the window. The old professor on the stage was talking in a buzzing voice, and the voice was flat and straightforward, which made it easy to hear. Want sleep.

Fighting against his drowsiness, Lu Yuan looked sideways out of the window, and found that the boy sitting by the window was concentrating on the stage, with a correct posture, but it was not the stiffness of some obedient students in class, but seemed to be He was a man born to walk and sit upright.Lu Yuan has never seen such a person with attitude, especially in the university classroom where everyone is staggering, but unexpectedly he does not find it annoying.

This kid is very interesting.

During the break between classes, Lu Yuan took out his mobile phone to log in to the educational affairs network, and wanted to cancel the elective courses for the next day, but the system kept failing.Lazily lying on the table, he saw a book placed in front of the boy next to him, and the words "Introduction to Ancient Greek Literature" came into view. It happened that Xu Yao had just WeChat messaged him, the cover of the textbook for that class.

He groaned inwardly, and said, "Hey, buddy." The boy turned his head sideways, looked down at him slightly, and waited calmly for his next words, Lu Yuan said in a muffled voice, "You also want to study ancient Greek literature? "The boy nodded.

"Oh, I don't want to take this class at all. It's all about literature, so what's the point of reading it? Can't I just read it by myself?" Lu Yuan said listlessly, and seemed to be talking to himself in the second half, "Everything I blamed the class monitor and asked her to help me choose any class, but in the end I chose a literature class, and she said: 'Oh, this class is so popular that everyone can't grab it!'”

Lu Yuan imitated the female voice and said this sentence in a strange voice, then suddenly thought of something and suddenly became energetic, he straightened up: "I heard that the new teacher is a little boy, huh, that big nymphomaniac."

The boy next to him raised his eyebrows and said nothing, Lu Yuan returned to his boneless appearance, arched his back, propped his chin with his hand, looked at the boy sadly and said, "I'm also to blame for being sleepy, please help her." I didn't tell her that I don't want to choose literature when choosing courses, so it's all over now, even if the system crashes, I won't be able to withdraw!"

The boy looked at him with a half-smile, as if he had never seen someone who could talk so much with strangers as soon as he came up.Lu Yuan's expression can change 1 times in a minute, and he said with a smile in the blink of an eye after he was sad: "Student, by the way you look, you like literature very much, don't you?"

Although the boy's posture looks upright, he actually has an obvious bookishness on his body. He smiled, and this smile almost dispelled the aura of "don't get close to strangers", and the gentle bookishness became more obvious. He saw Looking at Lu Yuan, he said concisely again: "Yes."

After class, Lu Yuan stood at the table dilly-dally packing up his things, and wanted to say hello to the new classmate he met next to him, but turned his head to find that the person had disappeared.

Sitting in the library at night, and finally logged into the educational administration system, Lu Yuan was stunned, his finger stayed on the option of withdrawing from class for a long time, and he gave up by accident.He thought, tsk, what if it is a good class.

I accidentally stayed for a long time, and I looked up to see that people had almost left, and the bell for closing the museum started to ring, and the melody was still familiar "The Moon Represents My Heart".Lu Yuan stretched his waist, and muttered silently, "I haven't changed it for so many years, the moon doesn't represent my heart", and started to pack his things.Two tables away, the boy by the window looked at Lu Yuan with some scrutiny as he walked out of the door of the reading room at a leisurely pace, and disappeared at the corner leading to the stairs.

Lu Yuan could feel someone following behind him, or something.

He has been used to it for a long time, and there is always something that has followed him since he was a child, sometimes he will see it, and sometimes he will hear it.When he was a child, Lu Yuan often panicked. When he came home, he quickly closed the door. He felt instantly comforted and felt that he was safe. He also felt the same feeling when he went out. The moment he closed the door, he felt that everything was closed. Inside, safe.Because those things that follow him cannot be dissipated, and you can feel it even when you can’t see it or hear it, it seems that you can distinguish it by nature, it doesn’t belong to the human world.

It seems that because of this, Lu Yuan feels isolated everywhere, but no place is safe.He didn't have too much fear in his heart, and Lu Yuan himself knew that if those things could really cause any harm to him, he might not live so long.

The boy followed Lu Yuan ten meters away. He watched the kid jumping up and down behind Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan obviously noticed it, but his steps were still safe.He approached a few steps forward, the little ghost felt the suppression of the aura, and looked back at him in panic, showing a terrified ugly face, and then ran away in a panic.

The things behind him seemed to have disappeared, Lu Yuan paused, felt it carefully for a few seconds, and found that there was really only human breath left around.

The boy saw Lu Yuan's reaction after a long distance, and murmured expressionlessly, "Sure enough."

Lu Yuan was sitting in the last row, and saw the boy who was sitting with him in class yesterday enter the classroom, the boy saw him at a glance, and the two met their eyes, Lu Yuan stretched out his hand to say hello, and smiled like a sunflower.And the boy looked at him with a half-smile and walked up to the podium.

The class bell rang suddenly, Lu Yuan kept his hands raised high, his smile froze on his face, making him look like he was wearing a funny mask.There was a whisper from below, and the girls were especially excited, as if they were all discussing the legendary figure on the stage.Fortunately, sitting in the last row, only the students on the left and right looked at him inexplicably, the corners of Lu Yuan's mouth twitched, he pretended to be nonchalant and smiled at the people next to him twice, slowly retracted his hand, and touched himself s hair.

"Hi everyone, my name is Yan Lang, and I will teach you this year's ancient Greek literature optional course." The rustling voice gradually disappeared, a gentleman, gentle and calm, but powerful, and Yan Lang reaped the rewards when he opened his mouth successfully favored by almost everyone.

In a harmonious mood, there was only one incompatible thought floating on the sea, Lu Yuan thought awkwardly: Oh my god, the gun has hit the muzzle.What kind of pharmacy class did a literature teacher go to? !What did I say yesterday, oh yes, I said he was a little boy.

"Little White Face" was standing on the stage looking at everyone with a slight smile.

Fortunately, Lu Yuan has a big heart, and Yan Lang seems to be forgiving and doesn't take what happened before to his heart.

Yan Lang is a man of the school.

Smart, gentle, and good-looking are almost everyone's evaluation of him. His life history is not legendary, but he still walks faster than many people.He jumped up the ranks all the way from childhood. After graduating with a Ph.D., he stayed in the school directly. Because of his outstanding scientific research tasks, he joined the job at the age of 26. Now 27 years old, Yan Lang's title is already an associate professor, and he is the youngest associate professor in the entire school.

Due to the shroud of various halos, Yan Lang's whole person almost exudes the light of "I am the face of the school". Of course, this is a slightly mocking joke from others.

Well, this other person refers to Lu Yuan, but that's all for later.

How the days passed Lu Yuan actually can’t remember much, I don’t know if he was involved too much with inhuman things, Lu Yuan often had nightmares since he was a child, and he couldn’t sleep well all the year round. It will appear sickly.

He always feels that life is not his own, and often has a feeling of drifting, as if everything is not real, and everything will have a moment of waking up like a dream, and the whole person is floating in the air to see his life and the world , depending on your mood, you can't touch the ground.

After the start of the new semester, more than a month has passed by like this.

After holding on for a long time but still couldn't bear it, Lu Yuan finally met Zhou Gong in the second lecture in the morning as usual.

"Lu Yuan!" Xu Yao beside him shook him. He raised his head sleepily and rubbed his own eyes. The girl hurriedly reminded: "The teacher called you!" But when he got up, he didn't know what Yan Lang's problem was, so he just stood there in a broken jar.

Yan Lang stood on the stage with his head slightly lowered, looking over the lesson plan in his hand, Yan Lang looked at him, and he also looked at Yan Lang.

After being silent for a while, Lu Yuan lowered his head with a sense of guilt. A classmate in the front row turned to look at Lu Yuan. Lu Yuan glanced at him, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Yan Lang standing up straight, like a tree, motionless.

What tree?Lu Yuan took the time to think about it, Zhennan, it's tall and straight.

Yan Lang lightly touched the space between his eyebrows with the back of his right hand holding the chalk, as if a little helpless, and then repeated the question.

"What do you think is the reason for the tragedy of Oedipus?" He paused and said, "You can say whatever you want."

Lu Yuan, who has always been heartless, suddenly looked a little bit depressed, but it was only for a moment. He sighed in a voice that only he could hear, and then said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "After all, people can't bear their lives."

Yan Lang looked at him, but his eyes seemed to pass through him, he saw something out of sight, his expression was still calm and gentle, he nodded: "Sit down."

Looking down at the lesson plan, Yan Lang raised the back of his right hand and rubbed the center of his brows, covering his slightly frowning brows without any trace, and quickly changed his calm expression.

Because home and school are not far away, Lu Yuan has applied to live in school since he first entered school. In fact, Lu Yuan also wanted to experience living in a group, but he always had trouble sleeping. He often woke up in the middle of the night and made troubles These weird things are inconvenient for others and myself, so I have never practiced them.

In fact, I still have some regrets in my heart, especially... especially since half a year ago.But every time a classmate who is a little more familiar shouts that it’s great that Lu Yuan doesn’t need to live in a dormitory, he will smile triumphantly and say, “You can go there envious!”

Kicking small stones all the way home, the street lights were dim, and the wind at night brought a special warmth. It turned out that spring was already so deep.

Lu Yuan opened the door, put down his schoolbag and held it in his hand, and said, "I'm back."

In silence, Lu Yuan pouted, took a deep breath, and turned on the light.

Originally planning to take a shower and go to bed, Lu Yuan suddenly felt a little hungry. He hadn't eaten at home for a long time, and only found two boxes of instant noodles when he rummaged through the boxes and cabinets.

He was emptying one of the bowls in the kitchen when he heard the knock on the door. In fact, Lu Yuan can cook, but now that he lives alone, it seems that there is no need to start a fire. He eats whatever he eats by himself.There was a knock on the door, and Lu Yuan was startled. The fork that had not been broken in his hand fell into the bowl. He felt that he hadn't heard this sound for almost 100 years.

"The utilities and property fees were paid on time." He said to himself, walked over to open the door, and then froze in place.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the visitor smiled jokingly: "Don't let the guests in?" Lu Yuan hurriedly turned sideways to make way, closed the door behind him, and said, "Teacher, why don't I just let you in?" Why did you come home after taking a nap in class?" Yan Lang smiled and said, "Of course it's not because you fell asleep in class, it's because you called me a jerk."

"Little..." Lu Yuan froze on the spot again, Yan Lang laughed loudly, and touched his head: "Boy, I lied to you!" Lu Yuan often saw Yan Lang laughing in class, but he always felt that the smile seemed gentle but Always through something, looking at Yan Lang's face at this moment, he felt as if it was the first time he saw this person's eyebrows and eyes clearly.

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After looking for the update button for a long time, it was next to the article, and I was crying stupidly by myself.