Plaid shirt and star armor

"You bought flowers?"

"I picked it from a small shop next to the supermarket," Fu Qianshu opened the car door, holding a large bouquet of lilies carefully in both hands, Cen Jingming leaned over to help him close the door again, and he had to hold his shoulders high, lest it would be crushed , "The school likes to kill people... I don't know if your friends will like it."

The fragrance hung high on the pistil, and Cen Jingming came closer to sniff it, seeing that Fu Qianshu was a bit distressed by an ugly daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws, and said, "Of course."

After driving for more than half an hour, Fu Qianshu didn't talk as much as usual because of motion sickness. When Cen Jingming unfastened his seat belt, he woke up slowly with his lips twitching.When walking, Fu Qianshu finally couldn't hold flowers with both hands like a treasure. Cen Jingming would pass his slender five fingers through the gap between his palms, press the bones on the back of his hands, and buckle them together like a latch.

In the public, it will look very strange, Fu Qianshu earns twice in vain, but fails to fulfill his wish, Cen Jingming seems to regard this as an indispensable ritual to perform.He wanted to fulfill the opponent's heart.

"Oh, I wanted to ask yesterday." He looked around the environment with his eyes. "This seems to be a private hospital, right? Why did you come here so far? Is the treatment reliable?"

"Ah."

Fu Qianshu looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. He always felt that this answer was too unreliable, and he wanted to start with him on the dark-hearted Putian department.Cen Jingming put the key in his pocket, pulled him, and smiled just right: "Don't be afraid, it's the property under the name of Yu Xiao's boyfriend. But the main reason for contacting here is that the confidentiality is relatively high."

So that's the case, Fu Qianshu wrote it down silently.The sky is blue and the clouds are white, and the buildings under the bright light are also shining brightly. The spotless glass on the ground floor almost reflects another very clear self.Fu Qianshu went up the stairs, and looked back before entering the door. He saw that the patients in wheelchairs basking in the sun in the open space were indeed much cleaner than other places.

He and Cen Jingming went to the front of the ward, and bumped into a few people who had just come out. The leader was Yu Xiao, who had met each other before.

"It's too late to chat with you again." Yu Xiao nodded his chin at Fu Qianshu, and the second half of the sentence was Chong Jingming, "You also need to do an interview, when are you free?"

"Let's do it right now, let's discuss together and come up with a finished draft." Cen Jingming let go of Fu Qianshu, "Xiao Shu, go ahead and talk to Xiao Qiu."

Yu Xiao said, "You let Yu Qiu meet strangers alone?"

"It doesn't matter," Cen Jingming explained, "Xiaoqiu heard about my business and offered to meet. It's a good sign—it's Xiaoshu, can you?"

These people seem to be... reporters?Fu Qianshu's gaze shifted from the professional SLR camera to the work ID cards on their chests. Although he didn't understand it, he read a serious entrustment from Cen Jingming's eyes, and nodded without thinking.

"Don't smoke."

"No." Cen Jingming promised.He seemed to be about to speak again, hesitated for a moment, frowned, touched Fu Qianshu's lips, "I'll be back soon."

Fu Qianshu didn't expect that there was a girl in the room. He said "Hello", walked over and put the flowers into a porcelain vase filled with clear water, and stammered, "I wish you a speedy recovery."

Yu Qiu also said softly: "Thank you. ——Your name is Fu Qianshu? I'll call you Xiaoshu like a senior, okay?"

"no problem."

"Sit down." Yu Qiu smiled.

Only then did Fu Qianshu pull a chair, and sat down in an unbiased position, with his hands resting on his lap.Yu Qiu is very beautiful, belonging to the kind of face that can make people breathless, as if they can plunder oxygen molecules and hydrogen elements.Her hair is purple, hanging down like seaweed, only the ends of the hair are curled like scalded wounds, curled up like flesh.Reminds him of a mermaid.Daughter of the sea that turns into foam when the dawn rises.

She looked about the same age, but she felt more like a sister to Fu Qianshu.

Yu Qiu let him watch, or in other words, she followed suit, looking at him with a careful but not uncomfortable manner.

"Senior really can't tell lies." She stepped back appropriately, and said, "You are a person who is hard not to like once you have seen it."

Fu Qianshu blushed, wishing to find a hole to get in, Cen Jingming's love words were too——!He collected himself, recalled the address Yu Qiu had given the other party between the lines, and asked, "Are you Cen Jingming's junior?"

"Yes," Yu Qiu smiled faintly, "To be precise, we are from the same school."

Fu Qianshu responded with a "huh", but the topic at the beginning of this side was like a knot stuck in the teeth of a comb, swaying in front of him stagnantly.Yu Qiu didn't say anything for a long time, and after a while he asked, "Do you want to eat oranges?" Before he could answer, he went to the fruit basket and peeled one for him.

Her hands were as good-looking as Cen Jingming's, with skin and flesh attached to the more delicate bones of a woman, but even the flesh on the nails looked pale.It is a pair of hands that are rarely exposed to spring water, and are very suitable for holding a paintbrush.

"It was supposed to be cut for you," Yu Qiu asked Fu Qianshu to take it, and said, "Unfortunately, it is impossible to find a knife in this room. Fortunately, the flesh is not rotten, so don't think it's dirty."

"No." Fu Qianshu didn't expect her to say that.

After he ate a few mouthfuls, the nurse came in with the cart, and Fu Qianshu hurriedly stepped aside.Yu Qiu removed the gauze to change the dressing, Fu Qianshu inadvertently caught a glimpse of the bumpy wound on his wrist, and his eyelids twitched.The shades are different, and it seems that it was not caused by a moment. Among them, the scariest trace is still fresh, bright red and ferocious, like some kind of beast, biting the slender arm.

The nurse moved skillfully, and the new plain white cloth instantly covered the punctured secret, then stabilized the needle, and placed the hanging bottle.Fu Qianshu sat back to his original position, staring at the dense pinholes visible to the naked eye, the peaceful atmosphere just now was gone forever.

"Xiaoshu, do you know that the senior has been the number one major for four and a half years," Yu Qiu said in a deep voice, "However, he left F University without even getting a master's degree."

"Cen Jingming why—"

"It was me who killed him." Yu Qiu interrupted him and said.

Fu Qianshu's eyes widened in disbelief.

But when Yu Qiu repeated that sentence, the intense and pathetic passion in his eyes was gradually diluting.

"It was me," she said, "the senior noticed our teacher's long-term misbehavior against me, and reported it to the Academy of Art with his real name. Qian Zhixi knew that he could not produce evidence, even if he attacked me later. , also "naturally" poured dirty water. The senior's ex-boyfriend broke up with him peacefully on the eve of the graduation season, and traveled across the ocean. Qian Zhixi knew that there was no way to corroborate it, so she spread rumors about the senior's private life. In addition, the senior's grades are consistent Standing out from the crowd, fanning the flames, causing everyone to suspect whether he had committed academic misconduct was a breeze. After the mess, everyone felt that the accusations against Qian Zhixi were nonsense, and they all focused on the seniors. He knew Qian Zhixi's For this purpose, I simply went through the withdrawal procedures.”

And where is Yu Qiu?

She spoke to lawyers on the condition of anonymity.It's not that I didn't think about suing. - You need solid evidence. --what? ——Well, you also have to cooperate with the medical examination for recordings and used tissue paper.Yu Qiu went to a forum dedicated to this aspect, and saw those girls report the crime, with detailed records of the interrogation, length, hardness, how it was done, and even their experiences at the time.I couldn't bear to read the fishy smell, dripping with tears of blood.In the eyes of troublemakers, it looks like a scumbag.

Yu Qiu grabbed the sink and vomited. After cleaning up the dirt, he looked into his own eyes from the mirror.She clearly belonged to the teacher inside and out, only her illusory thoughts were screaming for help at the top of her lungs.How ridiculous.Already became an executioner.The highest score in Sino-US history.The surname Qian is a postgraduate student appointed by the teacher.Huddled under Cen Jingming's spread wings, the culprit who twisted the soft fluff to pieces with a sharp blade.

Then I saw a photo.My roommate didn’t know where I found it. I found it in an old photo album many years ago. It must have been taken by Qian Zhixi when he was in school. Maybe it was popular at that time.The long hair that has been stored is tied into a braid.The eyes pierced sharply.Chinese is not Chinese, foreign is not foreign.

He is the retro faction of the new century, and the undead of the old era.All the time, all the time, he is an artist who is both well-received and well-received for teaching professional courses.

"I think, even I myself have decided to pretend to be deaf and dumb, so why is my senior 'excessive'? I have to love my teacher, and I have to believe that the teacher loves me, otherwise I won't be able to live at all. In the meantime, if you make a mistake, you will have to go to the end." Yu Qiu said quietly, "Until the beginning of spring, there was a new student in the studio. Every time I saw her, it was like three years ago. Myself. I can't even lie to myself."

She didn't cry, but her whole body seemed to be crying.

Fu Qianshu finally recovered his voice: "It's not that I made a mistake—in my opinion, you are right..."

"You said the same thing as the senior." Yu Qiu hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, "But I always understand that I am guilty."

She will be the most atypical "victim" in the news, the eye of a typhoon with rumors and speculations, the danger that countless people say they won't make friends with.

Cen Jingming could be forgiven, and even said that he had never been offended.Fu Qianshu can try her best to blend into her context with the greatest kindness.

Only Yu Qiu could not forgive herself.

"After seeing you, I know that the senior will be as happy and happy as I hoped, and I am very satisfied." Yu Qiu turned his head and looked out the window. Cen Jingming was hurrying across the corridor and appeared outside the door. "Thank you, Xiaoshu. May you help me remember all his good things forever."

If time goes back, she will swallow all the sarcastic remarks when watching Cen Jingming's past relationship, and comfort him in the future, he will embrace the most brilliant sunshine.

She would desperately break away, struggle, wrestle, and fight to say four words into those peeling eyes.

Ning Ruo died.