Plaid shirt and star armor

Cen Jingming was calculating last month's profit in the store, when a young man in orange gray overalls knocked on the door: "Is there a Mr. Cen? Sign for the delivery."

"Here we go." He closed the pen cap.

"Brother, what did you buy again?"

Cen Jingming tapped his eyebrows twice and said, "I haven't shopped online recently."

"Don't be a blade!" The girls were startled.

Cen Jingming didn't understand what was going on, and the three girls explained in a hurry. He raised his forehead and said that you have nothing to do and surf the Internet, and checked the information sheet printed on the carton, but he had a guess.

Ming Jian: What do you send me a cup for?

Trees and trees: apologizing, how dishonest just being sorry

Trees and Cun Shu: Well, you actually bought it in the past few days when you ignored me, and the delivery was too slow!

What he was holding in his hand was a royal blue Xingyue mug. Cen Jingming had seen how famous Fu Qianshu was in giving gifts, so he felt that the rules were ordinary at the moment.It wasn't until Yu Xiao came over during the tea break that he poured his coffee into the clean cup that he realized that his little creature hadn't "performed abnormally".

Yu Xiao sat away in disgust, raised his hand and gave a thumbs up: "Brother, what earthy smell have you been baptized by?"

Cen Jingming said "Huh?", lowered his head to examine, and saw that after the object was heated, a huge line of words appeared on the wall of the cup impartially:

happy everyday.

... Fu Qianshu is still Fu Qianshu after all.

"It was given by someone else." He held the cup and said with a smile.

Unable to bear it, Yu Xiaoping stretched his arms and slumped back on the sofa, and said in a hopeless tone: "It's that little boyfriend of yours again? No, let me say, haven't you thought about helping him improve his taste? etc--"

He suddenly sat upright, and said as if aware of a big unknown secret: "It was a pink neck pillow before, and today it is a color-changing pottery cup. Why don't you find a steel pure 1?"

"How could Xue Chong endure your brains?" Cen Jingming laughed so hard that he threw himself to the ground, "No. He just regarded me as a girl at first."

Before meeting Fu Qianshu again, Cen Jingming wondered if the other party was going to adjust his strategy of getting along with him, and when he came to him, every movement was smooth and smooth, as if the two of them should be like this.Half of this is attributed to the rare sincerity, and the other half, Cen Jingming believes that the hormones of the two are compatible.If they have a smell, it must be the smell of sweet and sour orange soda that moistens the air.

From this point of view, Cen Jingming is simply a Buddhist, but it is difficult to understand if it is Yu Xiao. He is eager for success, even if his feelings are indiscriminate, and he is also concerned about gains and losses. For example, in a similar situation, he must ask the other party if he likes it. What matters is the girl's disguised self or the man himself.

"Have you never had this kind of confusion?" After hearing the cause and effect, Yu Xiao asked as expected.

"It's normal to have thoughts," Cen Jingming took Yu Xiao's used cup to wash, "but if I also hesitate to question the authenticity of emotions, how can I help Xiaoshu realize that he actually likes me so badly?"

Yu Xiao shuddered: "In your lifetime, you'll be able to make me so nasty—okay, my buddy can see how much you dote on him, so call him at the party next week?"

He thought of a name and said, "Is his new bar open?"

"Yes," Yu Xiao said, "I reckon that your kid should be more knowledgeable, and it will be good for him to let go of his mouth as soon as possible. What's the matter, Brother Cen, please save face and stop hiding it?"

Okay, Cen Jingming said, "I'll ask him."

Yu Xiao came here this time at first to persuade Cen Jingming to take the finished manuscript and submit it to several publishing houses, but seeing that there are very few paintings left in his studio, he was afraid that the two would break up again, so he followed each other's wishes Chatted about something else.

After that incident happened, once Cen Jingming dropped out of school, he became more and more indifferent. If he hadn't opened Finger Senluo, Yu Xiao almost thought that he would be hammered by life when he was 22 years old. .He doesn't date, doesn't fall in love, and rarely gets angry or ecstatic. Today, yesterday, and tomorrow are all replicas carved from the same mold.

Let it go first, Yu Xiao thought.It is undoubtedly more important to make Cen Jingming come alive again.

He believed that this friend loved the college student he had never met, and it didn't matter to Cen Jingming that he died without a problem.If he fell in love with someone, he would spill out the egg white and yolk like an egg whose shell has been knocked off, half of which is yellow and clear, and the other half is exquisite and translucent.Clean, uncontrollable, until the end defined by Cen Jingming.

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"How did you remember to bring me a cup?"

Oh that, Fu Qianshu pulled the strap of his schoolbag and said:

"Just take it on a whim—hey, hey, don't mention it again, okay! I was thinking that you must be very angry by me, so I specially made a weird gift, just, even if you are too lazy to pay attention, at least you can make a smile. ..."

Cen Jingming accompanied him down the steps in front of the library, and said, "Then what if I annoy you so much that you don't want to use it?"

"Huh?" Fu Qianshu stopped, looked at him with no confidence, and said, "So you were so decisive when you got angry..."

It sounded really pitiful, so forget about teasing him, Cen Jingming stopped when he saw the man on the stairs dumbfounded, afraid that his foot would miss, and patted his shoulder to signal to continue walking.

The first level, the second level, the third level - Fu Qianshu counted in his heart with downcast eyes, jumped straight down, and turned around to face Cen Jingming without stopping for half a second.

The hem of his clothes was blown up by the wind, and it swayed slightly with the movements. Cen Jingming saw an uncut thread and wondered if he was dazzled.

He must have grown up eating cute food. For a moment, Cen Jingming almost forgot how to breathe, his eyes darkened, and he stepped down to his side step by step.

J University was jokingly called J High when Fu Qianshu first entered school for half a year. There was strict access control, and mainland students under the third grade were not allowed to go out unless it was on weekends.

With the improvement of the system, the current campus of J University is actually half open. The two walked around the statue of Confucius in front of the museum. It is the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly. Adults, men, women, and children, many of them stood up, slowly flying the kite strings in their hands.

Fu Qianshu bent his fingers and put them at the level of his eyebrows to block the light, and stretched his neck to look at the swallows, goldfish, and various colorful shapes in the sky.

"Where are you going?"

"Ah," Fu Qianshu remembered that he had just passed the School of Water Conservancy. As for now...he said calmly, "I don't have a name."

Cen Jingming smiled politely, and said, "Impossible, there is no nickname? Baoyan Road, Reading Bo Street, or something like that."

"Hey, I find that you are quite boring occasionally," Fu Qianshu wanted to roll his eyes at him, "No way!"

Although he looks serious, gentle and kind, after getting in touch with him, Fu Qianshu felt that Cen Jingming had a lot of eyes, and of course he didn't reach the level of cutting black in the legend, but occasionally when he smiled at himself, Fu Qianshu felt a little chilled Yes, but my heart beats faster.

"The names of many places in your school are quite casual."

"Because the architects are science and engineering students?" Didn't they always mock us for not being romantic? Fu Qianshu felt that this explanation was very reasonable.

Cen Jingming didn't agree or refute.

Fu Qianshu knew that he often came and went, and he was familiar with J University like an old friend. For example, he had heard the gossip and secrets passed down by word of mouth in the vicinity. The bridge is also called the long bridge.

His straightforward brain can't figure out the design of this bridge. In summer, the distance of [-] meters to class is not even shaded by a tree. Lie down for half a minute and sprinkle cumin, and it will be a burnt teppanyaki. .Including the engraved bricks on the bridge deck, the traces of rain and wind erosion for many years have been blurred. At first, Fu Qianshu thought it was a blind road.

He told this joke to Cen Jingming, but before he could introduce the truth, the other party said, "It's a poem, isn't it?"

Fu Qianshu was speechless, so he could only say: "You have learned to answer quickly!"

"When you are old." Cen Jingming smiled, "Yeats wrote it."

... This touched his blind spot of knowledge, and Fu Qianshu knew that there was an incomplete love story behind it, and the letters on the bricks could form a love poem.

He tilted his head: "You don't want to read it to me, do you?"

"I didn't recite the meeting," Cen Jing said, "Maybe next time."

It scared me to death, Fu Qianshu heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to say something, but saw two small selves in the other's transparent eyes.

It also seems to be only myself.

In the past, Fu Qianshu rushed to class, and when he was hot and tired, he often sharpened his knife. Thinking that this designer built his reputation on the pain of thousands of students, I devoted myself to learning how to eat expired dog food. Gas skr people.

Today, he probably couldn't understand it, but at the same time, he kept silent as he met Cen Jingming's eyes, just afraid that his blunt, stupid mouth would destroy something invisible that was most precious.

So he couldn't tell the question, why Cen Jingming was so kind to every plant and tree in J University, and he always took the trouble to let him take him around the campus.

"What, what?"

Fu Qianshu's tongue was tied, and he was stiff under the street lamp, holding his breath when he saw Cen Jingming leaning over.

But the other party just took a leaf from his collar and said, "That cup is too earthy, I don't accept it."

"what?"

"Didn't you buy a gift before?" Cen Jingming squinted his eyes and smiled brazenly, "I told you to give it to me, it must be counted."

Fu Qianshu's face burned, he understood what Cen Jingming was referring to.

"Didn't you bring it?" Cen Jingming relieved him with a good temper, "Then—"

Fu Qianshu whispered, "Are you sure?"

Cen Jingming looked at him with sincere eyes, as if Fu Qianshu was willing to admit defeat, he knew that he could not refuse.

Instead of putting the box in the dormitory, he kept it with him all the time. Fu Qianshu took off the strap on one shoulder, unzipped the zipper, and took it out hesitantly.

Cen Jingming said: "My God, it's so beautiful."

"You're exaggerating!" Fu Qianshu couldn't take it anymore, blushing and said.

He found the bracelet in the shop window of the Provincial Expo. The metal has a warm luster. The bracelet is slender and twists like two or three small waves. There is a silver kapok engraved in the center.

Fu Qianshu could imagine it without looking.

Cen Jingming raised the corners of his mouth. He had worn glasses several times since Fu Qianshu had seen him wearing them. Although they were clearly behind the lenses, Fu Qianshu felt that those eyes were seen more clearly.

He took it out, lowered his eyes and meditated for a moment, adjusted the size of the bracelet deftly, and then pushed it all the way up from the tip of his left middle finger without any hesitation.

The bracelet is a circle with a meaning of constriction, and the sense of being caught willingly is clearer than any perception.

"I like it very much." He smiled and said, "Xiaoshu, as long as you like it, you can do anything that doesn't hurt others."

That's right?

It will be difficult for Fu Qianshu to understand for a while.He just knew that this bracelet was the right choice, it really matched Cen Jingming's hand perfectly.