embrace the moon

This new semester is very busy and stressful.Jian Qiao was busy preparing for the art exhibition, and Gu Yu was busy preparing for the professional exam. Fortunately, Guan Xiaoli was forced to inherit the mantle of managing the painting boat hall, so Gu Yu had no time to take care of Jian Qiao, not only to help him with professional knowledge , but also pay attention to his daily necessities, lest he get sick and delay the process.

Because last semester, at the request of Teacher Nikita, Gu Yu tutored Jian Qiao's grammar for a month, and he did well in the final exam. , There is a tendency to drink Shiquan Dabu soup before entering the delivery room.

Gu Yu reckoned that if he didn't have much contact with his classmates, and would only sit with Jian Qiao in class, the teacher could call twenty or thirty people to him to make up lessons.

No matter how excellent his professional courses are, he is still just a newborn calf who has just started teaching. Sometimes Jian Qiao asks him questions that he can't answer, so he will pretend to be deep in thought, and then turn around and go to the yard next door while he is not paying attention. Ask Lu Xun.

Gu Yu has never been very clear about the paintings that Jian Qiao will participate in the art exhibition. Anyway, he always stays in the attic, painting endlessly. When he is not in class, he can paint from sunrise to starlight.

Once he came in to ask Jian Qiao to have dinner, only to see Jian Qiao sitting behind the table, staring at the drawing paper in a daze, with red eyes and looking gloomy, Gu Yu didn't dare to provoke him for a moment.

Jian Qiao looked up at him, his eyes were cold and without warmth.Trembling, Gu Yu took two steps back, holding the doorknob and asked cautiously, "Are you hungry? It's time to eat."

Jian Qiao didn't move, and replied in a muffled voice, "I don't want to eat."

Suffered, suffered, he was about to dedicate himself to the art career at a young age.Gu Yu thought something was wrong, and the hard days began.

Sure enough, since then, Jian Qiao has become more and more immersed in the unhappiness and unhappiness. Maybe because the content of the painting is too heavy and depressing, he has become more and more reticent. Regarding professional knowledge, I no longer say "golden treasures, silver treasures, precious delicacies, and treasures are not as good as Gu Xiaobao".

Gu Yu made an agreement with him that in order not to disturb his creation, Jian Qiao would go downstairs to eat by himself when the three meals a day were up, and he must not lose his temper, even if he didn't want to eat, he had to come down to get some air.

When Jian Qiao opened the door, he could often see Gu Yu sitting on the stairs with his back to the door, wearing earphones to listen.Jian Qiao then approached him and sat down next to him, lying on his back, grabbing his clothes and not moving.

Gu Yu pulled off the earphones and hugged him into his arms, patted his back: "Hug."

Jian Qiao closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I'm so tired."

Gu Yu didn't know what to do, other than distressed or worried, he even asked him to go to Doctor Bai's house next door for psychological counseling.Dr. Bai said that he is too stressed and burdened, and his mood is too low, and he will become world-weary if he does this for a long time.

"I don't tire of the world," Jian Qiao said to Gu Yu, "You are my world, and I like you."

Although these words have a very strong local taste, but Gu Yu loves to listen to them very much, no matter how bad the words are, it is better than nothing.

During the meal, Gu Qianfan teased him: "My good disciple, I have prepared my master's world-renowned paintings, and I just wait for the blockbuster to amaze the ordinary people. I advise you not to look at it yet, or else you will enjoy the master's paintings after enjoying them." You’re bound to feel so frustrated and leave the painting.”

Jian Qiao smiled.But he didn't hold back and watched it anyway, Gu Qianfan is indeed Gu Qianfan, after watching it, he felt even more stressed.

Gu Yu's strict defense failed to control him, and by the end of April, Jian Qiao's pharyngitis and cold were both offensive.It's not uncommon to get a minor illness once every half a year, but Jianqiao is now in a critical stage, Gu Yu is still a little puzzled besides self-blame and guilt for not taking good care of him - this person speaks three sentences a day, yes How did you get pharyngitis?

"I won't sleep with you tonight." Before going to bed, Jian Qiao and Gu Yu stood on the crooked stairs they used to be tired of.

"What, Uncle?" Gu Yu asked.

Jian Qiao smiled, and when he spoke, his nasal voice was thick, his voice was hoarse, and his breath was weak: "I'm afraid it will be contagious to you."

Gu Yu: "No."

Jian Qiao looked at him in surprise: "...what did you say?"

Gu Yu: "No, let's sleep together."

Jian Qiao had a novel look on his face, full of fun: "Who taught you to speak like this?"

"Doctor Bai asked me to use a cheerful tone when communicating with you to express your negative emotions," Gu Yu replied, "Is it effective?"

Jian Qiao nodded seriously: "It works, I feel much better."

"Don't lie to me, or my heart will wither like a petal," Gu Yu said, "Every petal that falls will be named loneliness."

Jian Qiao couldn't help laughing, and pointed at him: "It's almost done."

"What you say is what you say, after all, I have nothing but you." Gu Yu said.

"Is this what Doctor Bai taught you?" Jian Qiao asked.

"No, I recently made up for it with a collection of love poems by famous poets at home and abroad. Dr. Bai said that they can divert your attention," Gu Yu replied, "But their relationship seems to be not going well, and the writing is sour."

Jian Qiao: "The exam is coming soon, can you read more professional books?"

Gu Yu sighed: "I'm so good, I can probably pass the 99 exam. I don't want my classmates to feel inferior and give up a few points to show comfort."

Jian Qiao poked his chest: "You are so annoying."

Gu Yu: "Then you hate me, it's better than forgetting me in a blink of an eye."

Jian Qiao: "..."

The two stared at each other silently for a while, Jian Qiao couldn't bear it anymore, and went straight downstairs: "I'm throwing away all those sour love poems now."

Gu Yu didn't stop him, followed him to the room, closed the door and locked it twice, pushing against the door to prevent him from going out.

"You throw it away, I don't care, anyway, I have absorbed the sour essence into my brain," Gu Yu said leaning against the door, "In order to commemorate so many days you said so many words to me for the first time, I decided to live Write a poem for you."

Jian Qiao: "Aren't you afraid that if you say too many sour things, I'll be in a bad mood instead?"

Gu Yu immediately shut up obediently: "Then I won't read it anymore, I still have a way."

Jian Qiao looked at him.

"Since you don't want elegant ones, I still have more vulgar ones." Gu Yu unbuttoned two shirt buttons, revealing a beautiful and clean collarbone. "Doctor Bai said that intimate relationships and physical contact can also relax people."

Jian Qiao helplessly supported his forehead.

Gu Yu lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, looked at him with his head sideways, he could see the shoulders under the shirt, he took Jian Qiao's hand and asked, "Is it intimate enough?"

"Enough is enough," Jian Qiao couldn't help him, "I'll just sleep here, don't get too close to me."

These words are useless, Jian Qiao was woken up by Gu Yu's arm in the middle of the night.

On the second day, Mr. Gu went for a stroll in Qingshan, Jian Qiao was dizzy due to a cold, and he had no energy when painting, and fell asleep.And during lunch, Gu Yu started acting like a demon again.

Gu Yu: "Jianqiao, Xiaoli insists on making a fuss to go to the movies, shall we go together? Otherwise, no one will cook for you after I leave."

Guan Xiaoli: "Whoever wants to go, go, I feel sleepy when I see that thing."

Gu Yu clicked his tongue.

Guan Xiaoli: "I really want to watch a movie, I want to die in the movie theater today."

Gu Yu: "Look, the child has a big temper."

Jian Qiao held the bowl listlessly and shook his head: "You guys go, I don't need to eat."

Gu Yu: "Oh, I'm worried that you're at home, you can't play well, you can go with us, huh? You see how pitiful Xiaoli is at home all day, she's so worried about the child that she's so ugly. "

Guan Xiaoli:? ? ?

Jian Qiao had nothing to do with him, and followed them to the cinema in a daze amidst his busy schedule.

Everyone is nestled on the soft single sofa in the movie theater, let's relax this time, Jian Qiao suddenly feels extremely tired.Not long after the movie started, he dozed off with his head tilted.

Holding the popcorn in his hands, Gu Yu leaned closer to Jian Qiao, who sank his head and leaned against his shoulder.

Guan Xiaoli didn't understand why Gu Yu bought such a boring movie, there were no beauties, no handsome guys, no plot, it was plain like a documentary, the audience was scattered in twos and threes, probably everyone knew it was a boring and incomprehensible literature piece.

He yawned, his eyelids twitching.

After reading it for a while, he really didn't understand what bullshit he was talking about. He wanted to sleep for a while, but when he turned his head, he saw his little uncle leaning against the little painter who only knew art all day long.

The little painter fell asleep.

Does the little painter also think this film is boring?

Guan Xiaoli turned around, gave up the idea of ​​taking a nap, tried her best to stare at the screen with wide eyes, and looked carefully, it was not very boring, there was still a plot.

It feels like the daily life of Gu Yu and Jian Qiao. At first glance, it is very boring, but if you taste it carefully, there will always be some imprints of time passing by.

At the end of the show, the lights came on, Gu Yu didn't move, and Jian Qiao still hadn't woken up.Guan Xiaoli didn't bother to rush him, so she took out her mobile phone to look at some things that she didn't have.

It wasn't until the end of the film and the final curtain call disappeared that Gu Yu patted the back of Jian Qiao's hand and shouted in a very soft voice: "Jian Qiao, it's time to go. Jian Qiao?"

"If you don't shout with your mind, it might be more effective." Guan Xiaoli said abruptly.

Gu Yu ignored him and patted Jian Qiao's shoulder lightly.

Jian Qiao slowly opened his eyes, but he still didn't fully wake up.

"Let's go." Gu Yu said softly.

Jian Qiao stood up with difficulty. When he walked out of the cinema, the cold wind hit his face, and his steps were blown lightly.

Gu Yu helped him, and said in a low voice: "If you faint here, I will carry you back."

"It's so embarrassing." Jian Qiao shook his head, put his hands on his shoulders, and leaned his head against it.

Gu Yu shrugged: "I can't help it, you're too squeamish, you're a spoiled and pampered precious milk dog."

Before Jian Qiao had time to scold him, he lowered his head and coughed, and Gu Yu patted him on the back.Guan Xiaoli ran out from the nearby clinic and pointed to Jian Qiao: "The doctor said it's best to infuse water twice to see the effect."

"Then let's go." Gu Yu said.

Jian Qiao raised his head in bewilderment: "Where are you going?"

Gu Yu ignored him and dragged him to the clinic.

Jian Qiao stared at the needle on the back of his hand, then at the slowly dripping medicine, then turned his head and asked, "Am I terminally ill?"

Gu Yu sighed, and shook his head helplessly: "You calm down and don't worry about the future. I'll do everything I can to heal you."

Guan Xiaoli sat across from the two of them, and glanced at them with a mentally retarded look.

Gu Yu stared back unceremoniously.

Guan Xiaoli: "If you stare again, I'll leave all the affairs of Huazhou Hall to you."

Gu Yu immediately withdrew his gaze, turned his head and asked, "Sleep again?"

Jian Qiao leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

"You're so weak." Gu Yu squeezed his hand that wasn't on the drip, and Jian Qiao didn't have the strength to hit him, so he had to pull out his finger and smack him, and said softly, "After the fall, just wait."

Gu Yu didn't quite understand how long this "post-autumn" autumn would last. Anyway, when Jianqiao's condition improved a little, he would only know about art all day long.

"Good student, your painting is too meticulous, and you strive for perfection. It really is good luck." At the dinner table, Gu Qianfan stroked his beard and patted him on the shoulder. surpassed the first master."

Guan Xiaoli raised her head from the bowl: "Who is the number one master?"

Gu Qianfan patted his chest: "It's right here."

Gu Yu clicked his tongue, couldn't help laughing, and picked a piece of food into his bowl: "Old man Gu, you are really shameless all day long. I think Jianqiao will be able to dominate the world in another ten years."

"Hey, although there is a 90.00% possibility of saying this, you still can't be careless," Gu Qianfan said solemnly, "Shu Mu has a high level and is coming fiercely. You two will get along well in the future and discuss dividing the world into one." point."

There was still a period of time before they would hand in the manuscript, and they spent the last time trying their best to make up for the shortcomings, and they came to the painting boat hall more often in a deserted manner.

Gu Yu sat at the table, biting the tip of his pen, quietly glanced at Leng Qing and Mr. Gu who were discussing, got up and walked out with the book in his arms: "Grandpa, I'm going to ask two questions."

"You can't do it, Xiao Gu," Lu Xun hugged the dog and looked at him, "The more you get to the exam, the more questions you have, brother who knows everything, I am very worried about your professional level."

"According to my initial guess, you will not be as good as me in another five years and eight months." Gu Yu replied.These words are not completely unreasonable, Lu Xun knows too much, and his knowledge of each language is limited, and as long as Gu Xiaobao attacks this language with all his strength, sooner or later he will be able to surpass him in one aspect.

"I'm not here to ask questions today," Gu Yu threw away the book, approached and asked in a low voice, as if afraid of alarming people, "Can you... help me find someone?"

Lu Xun looked at him in surprise: "A rival in love?"

"No," Gu Yu said, "He doesn't seem like a good person."

"Do you want my brother to help you fight? The kind of fight?" Lu Xun asked again.

Gu Yu quickly shook his head: "No, no, can I check?"

"Yes, my place..." Lu Xun cleared his throat and said seriously, "I'm a professional."

Gu Yu made an OK gesture, and asked guiltily, "...Are you taking money?"

"Take it," Lu Xun nodded solemnly, "If you break the law and discipline, I will be considered an accomplice, and the charge will be more expensive, and you will be bankrupt."

"I'm a good citizen of socialism, how can I break the law and discipline," Gu Yu said, "It's cheaper, you can charge me three or five yuan."

"That's fine," Lu Xun said, "Then tell the truth first, are you investigating your rival?"

Gu Yu pondered for a moment: "...It's sort of."

The author has something to say: What kind of topic should I think of... My head is smashed...

Why!Just as I typed the first few words, an idea suddenly popped up!It's called "shoulder to shoulder". Forward and backward, lost reunion, all hand in hand and heart to heart.

Wait a few days to see if I regret it.