Plaid shirt and star armor

"Ha chirp!"

Fu Qianshu sneezed loudly, buried his chin in the thick scarf with a sad face, and sighed.

The school has repaired the embankment, and it is springtime when things are in abundance. The trees planted on both banks are full of clusters of flower shadows. On weekends, the forest is full of people who come to take pictures.The designer seems to intend to make this place a dating spot for young couples, and even built a few swing frames to support the hanging redwood rails, covered with green vines.

Fu Qianshu sat on one of the racks, and didn't bother to swing, kicking back and forth on the ground covered with fallen leaves.

Ming Jian: It's okay to make an appointment in two days.

Trees and trees: don't!It doesn't matter, just in the afternoon, okay?

Ming Jian: Good.I follow your arrangement.

Ming Jian: Can't wait?

Fu Qianshu let out a smile on the soft fabric, and let out a "hmm".

Yesterday, he still walked around the city according to his recommendation, picked out gifts for his friends in his heart, and teased Fu Caiyin by asking her to look at a bracelet.

It was he who caught sight of it in the window of the peripheral store of the Provincial Expo. The metal has a warm luster, the bracelet is slender, like two or three small waves, and a silver kapok is engraved in the center.In fact, the quality of souvenirs sold in many museums is relatively low, and they don’t even care about collecting money. Fu Qianshu was not sure, he hesitated in front of the counter for a long time, and embarrassedly went online to rescue soldiers.

Unexpectedly, Fu Caiyin praised him without hesitation, saying that this was the first time Fu Qianshu had acted out of his heart in 21 years. It was gratifying and congratulatory, and a few cannon salutes should be fired to celebrate.Because it wasn't for her sister, Fu Qianshu was very embarrassed by the praise, and asked the shopping guide to wrap it up, and picked a bronzing bookmark for Fu Caiyin.

He also just saw it at a glance, thinking of Cen Jingming's clean and slender hands, he felt that it must suit "her".

"That... classmate?" A voice knocked him out of his mind, Fu Qianshu looked up and saw a boy hugging his girlfriend.

The boy smiled politely, and said in a negotiating tone: "My girlfriend said she wanted to play this game, and she has been waiting for a long time. See if you can—"

"Ah, oh, oh," Fu Qianshu suddenly realized, and hurriedly jumped down, "Sorry!"

He pulled up the straps of his backpack, and the two thanked him. Fu Qianshu waved his hand and walked a few steps away, only to find that the nearby swings were used by young couples.Some boys have strong hands, and the swing is high, and the girl laughs crisply. On the bridge near the bridge, the two simply sit together, the girl sticks to the boy's ear, and you and I say in a low voice wearing something.

Fu Qianshu was overwhelmed by "see no evil" in his heart, blushed and ran away with his head down, and thought like showing off, what's so great, I will bring people I like in the future!

He still has class this morning, so it's unlucky to say that he will be presenting in groups today. Fu Qianshu was taken on a business trip by Director Tu after he finished his part of the materials. , The whole is in a mess, and it has picked out a lot of problems for the teacher.

Fu Qianshu blushed, knowing that Qu Meng did it on purpose, and thinking about it, if it wasn't for saving trouble, he didn't bother to check it when he came back last night, and he wouldn't have made a mistake. After all, it didn't happen in class.

While eating lunch, he complained to Cen Jingming, saying, "I really can't stand it anymore, how can there be such a person?"

Cen Jingming had just informed the clerk that he would be on paid leave. After seeing this, his face was covered with a hazy layer of frost, and he replied: You must warn him in due course, otherwise this person will push his feet.

I just warned you the day before yesterday, Fu Qianshu said aggrievedly, and then realized that Cen Jingming didn't know about Qu Meng's insulting words, so he slid his fingertips and quickly canceled the recording.

Ming Jian: If you don't feel ashamed, he can give me his contact information, and I'll talk about it.

"No need," Fu Qianshu hurriedly said, "I understand, don't worry, I won't be his doormat for nothing!"

——Don't worry, Cen Jingming listened to the clear young voice over there, so he had to tell him to eat first.

It is easy to hide from the open gun, but hard to guard against the hidden arrow. I am most afraid of this kind of person who makes trouble behind the back. A bear cub rolling on the lawn.

"I'm going back," Fu Qianshu hurriedly told him the time and place again, "See you soon, ah, choo!"

He also said it was okay, Cen Jingming was angry and funny, but he also wanted to meet him as soon as possible, so he acquiesced in the other party's performance, and only reminded him that he must take medicine before lunch break.

After a while, Fu Qianshu sent over a picture of a piece of white paper with pills on it.

Ming Jian: Good afternoon, see you soon.

Fu Qianshu was actually a little disgusted, probably because the rice bowl he ate was too greasy, and he felt much better after sleeping while thinking about the meeting.

He changed into the clothes that his elder sister bought for him—Fu Qianshu really didn't have any clothes, and he had put himself in rough shape during the process of growing up, so he couldn't tell whether he looked good in the mirror or not.

He had to check his face and hair carefully to see if there was any dirt all over his body. He was anxious and full of expectations.

The bracelet was packed in a small velvet box, and he put the box in his schoolbag, and repeatedly flattened his always upturned hair in front of the mirror, smiling foolishly at himself in the mirror.

Fu Qianshu was also embarrassed by himself, lowered his eyes, and quickly slipped out.

+ + +

Cen Jingming took a nap by the window, and the weather turned bad for no reason.The curtain above the head was turned to the light gray side, and a gust of wind would blow the leaves on the side of the street into the air from time to time.

He didn't like cloudy days very much, but today it didn't affect him, thinking about Fu Qianshu, it was as if he had stored an artificial sun in his body.

Cen Jingming tidied himself up and went to a flower shop.

The delicate and colorful roses were dotted with drops of water. He stopped to look at them for a while, and because he was afraid that it would be too frivolous to give them when they first met, he wrapped a bunch of hydrangeas.

It is a kind of clear and magical blue. If it is illuminated, it will be light purple when viewed from a certain angle. The petals are crowded together vigorously, and a handful is full.

Cen Jingming held it in his hand, thinking of Fu Qianshu's eyes, thinking that he took the whole bunch, the light spots in his eyes danced like stars rising from the Huahe River.

There were also countless hypotheses in his mind, for example, when he was free, he went to class with Fu Qianshu, and he couldn't understand the knowledge points that were interlaced like a mountain, while the other party's ears were concentrated, almost treating him as air.Cen Jingming was so playful that he wanted to show his sense of existence, so he blocked the book with a book, and waited for the opportunity to peck the nerd's chin in exchange for a few words of soft reproach.

You can also park your car and wait at the school gate. When Fu Qianshu finishes class, lean over to fasten his seat belt and drive him home.In the past, the single nobles were the best at cooking. Cen Jingming prepared a table of delicious dishes, so that the little fool was captured first from the taste buds, and he was like a fish on the shore without him. That's peace of mind.

After getting better in the past few years, he also drew up some plans, and in the future, he would write Fu Qianshu's name.

——The most urgent thing is to get people first.

Fu Qianshu rushed to invite him to dinner earlier, and he didn't forget this when discussing the location, and kept asking him.

Cen Jingming replied that there is no taboo, and he listened to it, the guy over there rolled around twice with the quilt in his arms, knocked his chin on the pillow in embarrassment, muttered for a long time, and happily suggested that we should eat stew pot, no It's delicious. I live handstand and write code!

This was quite difficult, and before he could respond, Fu Qianshu chewed back on his words, before laughing out of joy.

Cen Jingming's mouth was dry and he told him the answer in the affirmative.

His shop was in a shopping center, but Fu Qianshu strongly believed that the stew pot was in another department store building. Cen Jingming walked to a place more than ten meters away from the door and dialed Fu Qianshu's mobile phone number.

"Hey, are you here?" The voice over there was crisp and slightly trembling. As soon as it rang, Cen Jingming couldn't listen to other things, so he pulled out the tension, "I'm here At the door, do you know what I look like?"

of course.

The faster he walked, the sky was still gray, but he felt that he was approaching the sun.Fu Qianshu obviously misunderstood the direction he would come from, looking forward to the other end, but stingily gave Cen Jingming a straight back.

But it doesn't matter, because Cen Jingming has an excellent memory, and can outline his short hair like new grass, round eyes like a deer, and the curvature of his lips when he smiles.He must have paid too much attention to it, even forgetting that the account had the avatar he drew on it, and asked him if he could still successfully identify it from the crowd.

Fu Qianshu wrapped the scarf, and a part of it was exposed from the hood of the sweater. It was still a checkered pattern—how much do you like it?Cen Jingming shook his head lovingly.He is wearing a hoodie and jeans today. The clothes are a bit long and cover half of his thighs. It looks thick, perhaps to prevent the cold from getting worse.

The phone was still on, Cen Jingming heard his shortness of breath, and the person in front of him shrugged his shoulders.He intentionally frightened him from behind, but he couldn't bear it.

His voice passed from the microphone and behind him at the same time. It was a gentle and sexy tone, mixed with a gurgling smile, so close and so clear. It was a warm wind suddenly blowing up from the flat ground, which could soar to a high place. Even the hills are blown.

"Turn around and you can see me."

On the way here, Cen Jingming once suspected that he was suffering from skin hunger.

I want to hold him, hug him, kiss him, even if I do it step by step, one day I will do those indescribable things.He wants, can have, and must have Fu Qianshu.

He was so proud and confident, he was sure of winning, and turned a blind eye to all the doubts that should have been in his throat.

——Obviously he was wrong.

Cen Jingming was not overjoyed as he had imagined, because Fu Qianshu's cell phone fell hard to the ground, and he turned around bluntly and stiffly, with a pale face, as if he was not greeted by his sweetheart, but a late bad news.

He was just a little weird at that time. His first reaction was to help pick up the phone, turn it over, and saw a long crack on the tempered film. Fortunately, there were no other problems.

"Why are you so careless?" He smiled and handed it over, "Give it back to you."

Fu Qianshu took half a step back.

As if due to inertia, Cen Jingming still kept smiling, but the emotions in those unforgettable eyes were extinguished step by step.

A gust of wind came over him like an awl piercing his throat. Fu Qianshu was in a daze, but he found his own voice first:

"You are a male?"

He wanted to ask something more, but the uneasiness that had been churning in his stomach before came in overwhelmingly. Fu Qianshu pushed the person away instinctively, and vomited aside.He had no time to think, so he could only spit out all the things that were choking him.

Cen Jingming wanted to support him, pat him on the back to let him breathe, or hand him a tissue, with his hand halfway out, hanging in the air.

He has so many, so many, a basket of night thoughts, but now he loses the qualification to even touch the other party.

—was a mistake, he belatedly discovered.

He woke up from the dream, no more, no less, just seven days later.

It is a cold, the longest time for natural recovery.

The author has something to say: The summary comes from the lyrics of "Wukong"