Plaid shirt and star armor

The story must be told in retrospect.

After Yu Qiu passed, I felt that I had transformed into some kind of strange plant. At night, under the white sand and full moon, the juice of honey fruit matured and fragrantly flowed out.

At that time, she had just received the admission letter from F University and studied oil painting.At summer parties, large and small, the students said "there will be a period later" over and over again.When Yu Qiu said goodbye, he only waved his hands, and gently bumped his mouth up and down, "Then goodbye", because he felt that saying "goodbye" was a promise to meet at least once in the future.

Impossible to think about with your toes.Just like a dandelion, when the wind blows, it flutters in an abnormal way, and no one can find it.

When Yu Qiu entered the school as a freshman, on the morning of the opening ceremony, each freshman had to carry a chair to the gymnasium with his bare hands.The distance from the dormitory was not short, Yu Qiu raised his head out of breath, and saw the crowds of people, like black sesame seeds.

She had a sudden urge to create.For example, when most people think back to this day in the future, they will feel that after passing through the floating white mist, they arrived at an even more confused and long four years.Busy nothingness.good subject matter.

"Student?" Yu Qiu's thoughts stopped abruptly. She pushed aside her sweat-drenched bangs and saw the cautious boy in front of her. The boy stretched out his hand and said, "May I help you?"

Yu Qiu smiled knowingly: "Of course."

She had a one-and-a-half-month relationship with this boy from the chemistry department.like a child.Two people are in the amusement park, the circus performance is always full of people around, the boy said "these couples always block the view" - it means that many boyfriends let girls ride on their shoulders, yelling to watch the show.Yu Qiu said, "Aren't we too?" The boy's face flushed immediately, and he stammered "Yes, yes".

In the eyes of others, it is pure love, but Yu Qiu just finds it boring.He didn't even dare to kiss, looked left and right for a long time before he pecked his forehead like a thief.coward.She sneered mercilessly in her heart.Besides, I don't understand anything, and I can't even tell the difference between Van Gogh and Monet when I see the painting exhibition.

Van Gogh, Monet - the difference between ginger and garlic!

So I could only go to class in a regular manner, and it didn't get better until the second half of the semester.My favorite is to listen to Mr. Qian Zhixi's history of China and the United States - all the girls in the school like him.

Like someone cut out from a pictorial in the period of the Republic of China, after the first day of class, Yu Qiu said. "But his hairline is worrying, he's going to be bald sooner or later," the roommate teased, causing Yu Qiu to argue with her regardless.

On the third day, the two went arm in arm to occupy a seat in Qian Zhixi's classroom. The ice cream melted from the coffee-colored cone, sticking to their fingers like the friendship of girls, and they couldn't get rid of it.Yu Qiu also only acted like a girl of her age in the history class of China and the United States.

Qian Zhixi is in her early forties, a professor.No matter how boring the knowledge points are, they can also be quoted from many sources, which is fascinating.When I came to class, I wore suits and leather shoes, and my hair even had to be sprayed with hairspray. When I combed it all up, my entire forehead was exposed. "The hairline is really high." Yu Qiu couldn't help laughing when he thought about it.

She was in the front row, her voice was already low, but still noticeable.Qian Zhixi happened to talk about the break between two paragraphs, and looked over with a chalk: "Huh?"

It was the first time Yu Qiu met his eyes exactly.It used to be squeezed into a pile of heads, his eyes swooped like swallowtails and she never missed a word.

Yu Qiu met Cen Jingming later.He is a senior in his senior year, and he secured Professor Qian's postgraduate position without any effort.When she went to the studio, she would see the works that senior Cen put inside.It was shocking at first sight.

"Stupid?" Professor Qian offered her a cup of tea, "Why don't you tell me?"

Her voice was as low as a mosquito: "Very, very touching——"

Qian Zhixi smiled: "It's not roll call in class to ask you to answer questions, so relax."

"It's true," her courage returned, "like a lamp that burns the night out."

The teacher nodded and laughed even harder. Wrinkles began to expand at the corners of his eyes at this arc.For some reason, Yu Qiu felt that he was not satisfied with the answer even though he got a smile in response.She has been outstanding since she was a child, and finally began to think of how to please this teacher, and she didn't even know that he deliberately put his hand on the back of her hand.

She gradually became like a fish in water in the studio. In the past three years, the teacher has been leading some seniors, and they lead Yu Qiu to the exhibition with enthusiasm like stars holding the moon, saying that a treasure has finally fallen into the monk's temple.

Senior Cen has not yet graduated, and he is already highly valued by Professor Youde.When Yu Qiu went to his teacher to change his paintings, he would always nest in the front hall, like a flaming red sun, tireless.After the painting is finished, Yu Qiu will go back with Cen Jingming.

He also had a boyfriend at that time, a major in automation. Yu Qiu knew about his sexual orientation, but he didn't feel like he was in love.

We had a meal together and talked about the other party's confession first, Cen Jingming let it be, went for a walk one day, and replied "What do you think" when the person asked "What is our relationship now" in a muffled voice.Naturally, he is undoubtedly a competent boyfriend, even if it is freezing and snowy, as long as the other party asks, he can bring hot buns downstairs.

"Brother, is this also called falling in love?"

It's different from her understanding.Yu Qiu is Zaohui, and emotionally, he even pursues a crush where the soul and the flesh collide.Confused, hot, desperate.Sure enough, they still went their separate ways. After attending the graduation ceremony, they parted hands by the flower bed.The boy was about to go to the other side of the ocean and said "You are just moved by me"-the person he dumped seemed even more sad than the one he dumped.

From Yu Qiu's point of view, I can't criticize Cen Jingming, but I think he is too clear.When she said this, Cen Jingming took the wine in front of her and replaced it with orange juice, and said softly and seriously:

"Silly girl, still water running deep is not a way to express emotion." He patted Yu Qiu's head like a big brother, "You are still too young."

She hates being called young, and people always think that she is immature; Senior Brother Cen is no exception.Yu Qiu watched him silently drinking the high-strength cocktail, while facing the ridiculous fruit juice, she felt an urge to break out of her cocoon.

From the next week, Cen Jingming hadn't been to the studio for a long time.Professor Yu Qiuhe talked about ancient and modern China and foreign countries. When his voice became hoarse because of talking too much about lack of water, he remembered that the fourth grade students had officially graduated.No wonder the senior brother bid farewell to them.

Yes, "they".Yu Qiu loves this word so badly.She has always been the best, and will continue to do so in the future. She will become the well-deserved No.1 in Sino-American History at the end of the term.Professor Qian has been willing to take her to see the exhibition alone, from Wu Daozi to David Hockney.In the souvenir shop, he even wanted to give her a pendant with a picture of the Virgin Mary engraved on it, "I will also give watches to your brothers", Yu Qiu stumbled and refused, like a patient suffering from stuttering.

Qian Zhixi said, "Well, let's talk about it after your final grades come out. The teacher will never break his promise." There was a clear disappointment in his smile.Later, Yu Qiu realized that that smile was an obvious metaphor.

She had heard sporadic rumors about the teacher's discord with his wife, but she only remembered it when he suddenly wrapped herself in his arms from behind.No.wrong.no.don't want.Yu Qiu only yelled a few times, but the seaweed-like long hair seemed to grow into his mouth. "Don't you like Teacher?" Qian Zhixi's breath was beside her exquisite earlobe.She never imagined that a gentle teacher could be so powerful.hands from the waist.to the warm belly.Trembling tits.Two girls with sexual characteristics, like sleeping white doves.

"I was awakened by you—from the first day you came to class," the beast said proudly with its limbs straight.In fact, it's a lie. I read in Pound's poem that those innocent upturned faces are just petals that you can pick, but they have become Yu Qiu's unbreakable lies.

The wedge pierced her, and it turned out that the blade had been hanging above her head long ago, just waiting for an opportunity to drop completely.Yu Qiu lay flat on the bed, but it was more like sinking into the sea.She chaotically pieced together the face of the teacher's wife on the ceiling. I heard that they also had a child, which may remind her of her mother.

Yu Qiu suddenly started to hate her.I hate that she suffered inhuman pain to give birth to herself, and let herself continue the inhuman pain.She didn't understand what she kept saying, that the act of bearing the spirit of Dionysus would cause her both pain and shame.

Qian Zhixi took out the necklace from under the pillow as if he had rehearsed it several times.Maria's gentle smile has many interpretations in different contexts, but what she saw must be the ugliest one.

It turned out that he never thought that he could not send it out.He put the gift in front of Yu Qiu's collarbone with tears in his eyes. This ornament is so heavy that it will strangle her to death anytime.

No wonder she only has seniors.No wonder Senior Cen said that going to relax after graduation would make him happy. "Like a lamp that burns the night out of a hole" - the day when Cen Jingming fell to the bottom, Yu Qiu understood why Qian Zhixi was dissatisfied with this metaphor.

Because no lights are allowed in the dark.