The transparent glass doors are spotless and open and close as passers-by come and go.

Jiang Xingting walked into the store around the school and touched the goosebumps on his arms: "Is the air conditioner turned on a little bit?"

"It's okay." Zhou Jinyan introduced him with ease, "There are electronic products, there is a bookstore, and peripheral products are on the second floor."

The school has a complete range of electronic products at low prices, and discounts are available for those with a student ID card. Jiang Xingting was so sour that he refused to let go of the display earphones.

Zhou Jinyan picked up the earphones and looked at the price: "Buy it if you like it."

Jiang Xingting laughed and shook his head: "Farewell, it's not practical. I saw a ps4 in your house last time, and it was dusted in the corner."

"Oh, that." He remembered Zhou Jinyan, "I bought the picture before, but I found it was not convenient for mobile games, so I left it there."

"You are ashamed to say it." Jiang Xingting rubbed the top of his hair, "Prodigal."

The stairs to the second floor are the most American-style retro college style in the whole building. It seems to have been stolen from the shooting scene of Harry Potter, and then grafted into this modern building.The spiraling mahogany stairs are painted and polished to a shine.There is also a small display stand in the middle of the stairs, displaying the products sold here.

"This is very similar to the scene in the movie." Jiang Xingting has a lot of imagination, "Isn't it like this in the movie? The hero and the heroine came down from the second floor holding hands, stopped at the display stand to show their evening gowns, and then helped Follow the stairs and go down to the first floor separately."

Zhou Jinyan didn't really want to revisit scenes from old movies with him, so he dragged him upstairs.

The second floor is also divided into several parts.In the middle is an empty patio, from which you can see the scene on the first floor at a glance.Up the stairs is the cash register, which is similar to the cash register in the supermarket, with some miscellaneous gadgets placed beside it.To the left of the cash register are rows of hangers, most of which are sweaters with the school logo printed on them.

Jiang Xingting ran over, took a gray sweater and gestured on himself: "Does it look good?"

Zhou Jinyan glanced at him: "It's okay, so-so."

Jiang Xingting raised his eyebrows, handed the sweater to Zhou Jinyan, looked him up and down, and said, "It looks good."

It happened that they were facing the floor-to-ceiling mirror.Zhou Jinyan took the clothes and turned around - the person in the mirror frowned reluctantly, his hair was a bit too long, covering half of his ears obediently.The sweater in his hand is wide and big, with a touch of black in the gray. On the chest are four printed letters "UCSD" that are not aesthetically pleasing, which is no different from the sweaters that can be seen everywhere on campus.

He didn't understand why the sweater stuck to Jiang Xingting's strange aesthetic point, he shook his head and was about to put it back, when he saw Jiang Xingting brought over another piece of the same style.

...Enough is enough.

Jiang Xingting squeezed to his side, squeezed out half of his body in the mirror, and picked up the sweater: "Do you deserve it?"

Zhou Jinyan raised his head, and there were two young men of almost the same height huddled in a narrow mirror, both holding identical sweaters in their hands.It's supposed to be a weird scene, but they seem inexplicably compatible, like they should be.

"..." Zhou Jinyan watched his face in the mirror turn red as if on fire, and said in a low voice, "Yes."

There was a plastic basket next to the stairs, Jiang Xingting picked two of the same size and put them in the basket.Zhou Jinyan looked around at the gaudy sweaters, whose colors and cuts were so indescribable, and finally comforted himself by saying that the one Jiang Xingting picked was not bad, at least it was simple and elegant, and could be worn out.

If Jiang Xingting fell in love with a dead Barbie powder or a beautiful fluorescent orange, he would never buy it, not even the temptation of beauty.

Jiang Xingting felt very satisfied, ticked the "Couple Outfit" option on the "One Hundred Things Couples Must Do" in his mind, and pulled Zhou Jinyan to other places.

The shelves behind the clothes are accessories, hats, brooches, and accompanying cups. Jiang Xingting planned to pick a few brooches to give away when he returned to China. When he turned around, he saw Zhou Jinyan reach out secretly and touched the fluffy toys on the shelf.

...Does Zhou Jinyan have any obsession with Furry?

The toy was still wearing clothes, a dark blue hooded short-sleeved sweater with UCSD letters printed on it. Zhou Jinyan turned the hat up and down while no one was looking, and rubbed the toy's ears uneasily.

...Why didn't I see him being so enthusiastic about himself.

Jiang Xingting went over and patted Zhou Jinyan, which frightened the latter.

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Xingting leaned over and gently put his hand on Zhou Jinyan's, "Like it?"

Zhou Jinyan withdrew his hand and denied, "No, just take a look."

Jiang Xingting looked at him and said nothing.Zhou Jinyan looked away guiltily: "Aren't you going to buy a gift? You can go and see the stationery there."

"Okay." Jiang Xingting let him drag him, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I won't come back for dinner today."

Zhou Jinyan paused, his hand holding Jiang Xingting's clothes suddenly tightened, he let out an "um" as if nothing had happened, and continued walking forward.

Jiang Xingting took the initiative to explain: "Don't you have to leave the day after tomorrow? So they discussed going to Gu Xu's dormitory to have a meal together at night."

Zhou Jinyan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then you... come back early."

"Okay." Jiang Xingting leaned on the window and looked at the row of pens locked in the cabinet, then turned his head, "Otherwise you will come to pick me up?"

"...Yes." Zhou Jinyan took out his mobile phone, "Where is his dormitory?"

"It's quite close to the house you rented." Jiang Xingting didn't know what he thought of, and smiled inexplicably.Zhou Jinyan looked at him strangely, stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "What are you laughing at?"

"Remember when we quarreled?" Jiang Xingting saw enough of the delicate and expensive metal under the spotlight, and pulled Zhou Jinyan out, "I didn't come back late every day? I just hid in Gu Xu's dormitory to do my research."

He sighed: "If I knew you liked me too, I would have touched your bed long ago, and I wasted so many opportunities to share the same bed with you."

"..."

Zhou Jinyan stammered, "Who...who likes you?"

"You don't like me?" Jiang Xingting held his face, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Huh? Really don't like me?"

...Mom, someone is fouling here!

Zhou Jinyan hated his blushing physique to death, and was about to push Jiang Xingting away to calm down when he felt someone lightly peck him on the face.

Jiang Xingting lowered his head, resting his forehead on his shoulder: "Do you like it?"

Both of them are tall, and the shelves are not enough to block the sight of passers-by, but give people more room for reverie.Passers-by who have already purchased goods couldn't help but glance in their direction.Zhou Jinyan pushed Jiang Xingting: "...someone is watching."

"Just look at it." Jiang Xingting didn't take it seriously, "It's normal, they haven't seen a handsome guy before, so let them take a second look now to appreciate it."

"..."

Why on earth did he like Jiang Xingting?

Oh, he seems to have said before that those who like Jiang Xingting are blind and unlucky for eight lifetimes.

... really I scold myself.

The more Zhou Jinyan thought about it, the more angry he was, he picked up a folder beside him and patted Jiang Xingting's head: "Get up."

"Okay, okay, don't start." Jiang Xingting raised his head from his shoulder, "Huh? This folder is pretty pretty."

Hearing this, Zhou Jinyan looked at the folder in his hand. The black leather cover was printed with a bronzing school badge, and the front and rear four corners were covered with light gold metal to prevent wear and tear. It felt thick and full of details.

He threw the folder into Jiang Xingting's shopping basket.

Jiang Xingting took two more from the shelf, and said with a smile, "It's just right, buy them back and send them to my professor."

Jiang Xingting seems to be a steel straight man who knows nothing, but he is meticulous and thoughtful when dealing with the people he cares about. Even his cousin and nephew who was born not long ago got a children's T-shirt as a gift. Zhou Jinyan thought for a while, Send a message to Sheng Ming: How tall is your nephew this year?

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