honey

Life is like these tears, bitter, bitter, bitter, Lu Zhan forgot what sweetness is like.

After leaving the movie theater, he was caught off guard by the cold evening wind. The young couple on the side rubbed their hands together to keep warm. Lu Zhan, who was alone, could only put his hands in the pocket of his coat, but accidentally took out the forgotten bag of rainbow Sugar - Since it was cooler, the candy didn't melt.

Lu Zhan took one and put it in his mouth.

The sour taste is fleeting, but the essence of candy is still sweet.

He tasted the sweetness in the literal sense, and this sweetness came from Bole five years ago and Gu Qichuan five years later.

He held this bag of rainbow candy in his palm with preciousness and put it in his pocket.

The days move on without haste.

During this month, Lu Zhan did not see Qin Zhuo again.

His memory has gotten better, and he can finally hold grudges for a long time. He firmly remembers the quarrel that night, and never thought of giving in.

He refused to give in, and this cold war will almost never end.

Before going to school in the morning, Lu Zhan received a call from Su Meng. Dr. Su reminded him on the other end of the phone that he should remember to come for a follow-up visit after taking the medicine for this month.

Lu Zhan told him that his memory has been much better recently.

"So you haven't taken any medicine this month?"

Lu Zhan said optimistically: "I feel that my illness is getting better."

He has been particularly sober recently. Although he still can't remember the past, he will not forget what happened now. Take the quarrel with Qin Zhuo as an example, he has remembered it for almost a month now .

It is no longer a goldfish bowl with seven-second memory.

"Lu Zhan, this is just an illusion. If you don't take medicine, the disease will recur."

Lu Zhan didn't know if it was his own illusion, Su Meng's tone seemed a little anxious.

"You have to take medicine, or I, a doctor, will be negligent."

Lu Zhan walked into the kitchen, and happened to see the bag of new medicine that he took a month ago in the corner.

Some things just jump right in front of you without looking for them.

Lu Zhan thought that Su Meng was kind, so he took the bag of medicine and said, "I will remember to take it from today on."

"Just remember." Su Meng was worried: "Doesn't Qin Zhuo know how to watch you take medicine?"

"He's busy with work."

"...Did you quarrel?"

"Just a little friction."

Qiuqiu meowed so hungry that he had already come to grab Lu Zhan's trouser legs.

"Don't talk about Dr. Su, I'll feed the cat."

He hung up the phone, squatted on the bed, picked up the ball and rubbed it, and then went to prepare cat food. The kitten ate the carefully prepared food, but the kitten's owner just randomly stuffed two small steamed buns.

Lu Zhan filled his stomach, hesitated for a moment, took the bag of medicine, washed it with water and swallowed it.

In any case, he is still willing to believe in Su Meng's professional ability. Since this mental illness cannot be cured, he hopes that it will not get worse, and he should not take it lightly just because he has improved recently.

If one day I really can't take care of myself, wouldn't it cause trouble for everyone?

Lu Zhan thought for a while, and put the bag of medicine in the most conspicuous position, so that he would not miss it.

He went back to the study to pack a few books, and then went out to pick up the car.

That's right, recently his memory has gotten so good that he can't get lost while driving.

He arrived at school a little earlier than usual.

On the way to the teaching building, I passed the display board.

The competition organized by the Department of Architecture has come out, and Lu Zhan remembered that Li Xuan had participated in this competition.

That kid is hardworking and talented. Lu Zhan liked this student very much, so he stopped in front of the list to take a look.

This pre-graduation competition is a tradition of the Department of Architecture of X University. Only No.1 has the title of gold medal. No.2 and No.5 have almost no essential difference except for the bonus. As the old saying goes - no one will Go care about No.2.

Lu Zhan thought that Li Xuan's ability and creativity would be the only way to win the gold medal, but the No.1 was someone else, and he was also a student of Yang Qian.

Li Xuan is only No.2.

Along with the announcement of the ranking, there are entries.

The gold medal works are placed in the most conspicuous position.

Lu Zhan felt familiar after only two glances.

Not only does it look familiar, except for the signature and some data changes, this blueprint is basically from him!

"..."

Afraid that he might have misunderstood the students, Lu Zhan compared them repeatedly, and even looked at the works of No.2 and No.3.

Even if you deliberately look at these three pictures with the eyes of a layman, you can tell the sophistication and style of the first picture at a glance, which is definitely not the level that graduates will have.

Yang Qian ruined the fairness of this competition. He did not use that blueprint for graduation design, he just took this blueprint for the competition.

There were more and more people watching the list. Hearing the cheers, Lu Zhan turned his head and took a look, only to find that it was Yang Qian who was surrounded by the crowd, and his friends were congratulating him for winning No.1.

Lu Zhan was a little angry, he pushed away the crowd and pulled Yang Qian out.

Yang Qian knew what was going on in his heart, and was not surprised by Teacher Lu's impulsiveness.

They walked in such a hurry that they didn't notice anyone following them.

When he reached the empty corridor of the teaching building, Lu Zhan stopped and asked Yang Qian: "You took that blueprint to the competition? This is cheating!"

Yang Qian said nonchalantly: "Mr. Lu, I have already paid off the money, and the drawings are my property. It has nothing to do with you to participate in any competition with my property, right?"

"You are a bandit logic!" Lu Zhan was very angry with his attitude: "What is the essential difference between doing this and taking it to participate in the competition?!"

"I promised you not to use it for the final project. I have fulfilled this promise. Teacher Lu can't care about the rest."

"Yang Qian!"

"Don't be angry, teacher." Yang Qian said: "I can apply for a graduate student at J University after I won this gold award. My father is very happy to know that I have succeeded. The admission letter was sent to my mailbox last night. In order to thank the teacher, I am willing to give you another 50 as an additional reward."

"I do not need!"

"Isn't Teacher Lu short of money? Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to be a shooter." Yang Qian pressed every step of the way: "Whether the money is up to you, but I hope the teacher can keep this matter a secret. If it gets out If I lose my award, others will immediately know that Lu Zhan, a former genius in the Department of Architecture of X University, secretly acts as a shooter for others, and even helps students cheat for money."

"..."

"No third person knows about this matter. If I get the prize and you get the money, that's the best ending."

Yang Qian's family is powerful and powerful, and he has the confidence to threaten others.

However, he didn't know that at the corner of the teaching building, someone recorded the whole process with a mobile phone.