Yama

Yan Cheng looked at the bouquet of white roses, didn't ask anything, just put his own lilies on the other side of Ji Qiao's bouquet. In this way, the front of the small tombstone was dotted with white flowers. up.

Ji Qiao squatted down, took out the three incense sticks in the bag, lit them and stuck them on the muddy ground in front of the grave, then took out a small hoe from behind the crooked tree and began to clean up the weeds on both sides. own business.Same as the previous time, there was no naming and opening remarks, which sounded a bit abrupt, but Ji Qiao spoke very seriously.

What has he done this year, what progress has he made in his studies, what are his grades, and where is he ranked? It is not trivial in general, but it is very detailed. It is the most words Yan Cheng has heard from Ji Qiao since he met him.The expression on Ji Qiao's face is the same as usual, there is no look of nostalgia and sadness, if Yan Cheng knows nothing about his past, maybe he will really think that the relationship between Ji Xiaoze and Ji Qiao is just mediocre.But he already knew about Ji Qiao's background and his life.All kinds of sorrows or pains in Ji Qiao's heart, she also knew that he never bothered to let anyone know.

Not long after, Ji Qiao finished speaking, and he waited for a while, watching the three sticks of incense slowly burn to ashes, before standing up.

"Let's go," he said.

Yan Cheng followed Ji Qiao for a few steps, then turned back and bowed to the tombstone, and said softly, "My name is Yan Cheng... I will come to see you next time I have a chance."

Ji Qiao stared blankly at his actions, Yan Cheng bowed and walked over to hold his hand and leave.

The way down the mountain was even more difficult than going up the mountain. It took the two of them almost an hour to get back to the flat ground. The sun was high and it was almost noon, and the temperature was much warmer, without the coldness of the morning.

It will take more than two hours to go back to the city, and it is easy to miss the meal, so Yan Cheng asked Ji Qiao if there is anything to eat here.

Ji Qiao shook her head.

Yan Cheng said, "It doesn't need to be very big, and the farm food is also good. Where did you solve it before?"

Ji Qiao still shook her head.

Yan Cheng: "Don't you eat all day?"

Ji Qiao remained silent, Yan Cheng thought, maybe he guessed it right.

He looked around and saw a group of peddlers not far away who were planning to pack up their things and go home. Yan Cheng walked over and talked to them for a while, then ran back and said to Ji Qiao, "Go, I found a place to eat." .”

The hawker was originally a local peasant resident. Taking advantage of the Qingming and Winter Solstice to earn some extra money, as long as you give money, it is not a problem to help greet a meal. The dishes they serve are also sincere, but the taste is not very satisfactory.

Yan Cheng said in a low voice, "Stay your stomach first, and then eat in the city."

After the two of them finished eating, Yan Cheng still had no plans to go back. He looked at Ji Qiao's face and said carefully, "Go back later. You have to continue class when you arrive at school. It's rare to have a vacation." Actually, he In my heart, I hope that I can spend more time alone with Ji Qiao. There is no study, no distraction for Ji Qiao, just the two of them.

Ji Qiao thought about it, and there were three main courses and one quiz in the afternoon, logically speaking, they were all indispensable, but under Yan Cheng's eager gaze, his objection was still silent.

In fact, what fun can there be in the wilderness in this winter, but Yan Cheng dragged Ji Qiao around as if he was here for an outing, and by the time he checked, two or three times had passed before he knew it It's an hour, if you don't go back, the sky will be dark.

Only then did the two of them make their way back.

The driver waited patiently, and took them to the school gate in a serious manner. Yan Cheng let him go first, and found a restaurant by himself, and rewarded him and Ji Qiao's stomachs that were left out at noon.

Because it was Christmas, the boxes and some good seats had already been booked out, Yan Cheng waited outside for a while like a group of ordinary guests, and saw the manager rushing over with a face full of fear.

"Young Master Yan, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time, there is space, please come inside."

Yan Cheng is in a good mood today, "It's okay, we're not in a hurry."

The manager took them into the private room and greeted the service in person. When the food was served, they found that there were many more dishes that they didn't order, and there was even a bottle of red wine.

Ji Qiao stared at the bottle of red wine, and Yan Cheng said, "It's probably a gift, do you want to drink?" He just asked casually, but unexpectedly Ji Qiao nodded and pushed the quilt forward.

Yan Cheng thought, red wine shouldn't matter, and it's a festival, there is wine and atmosphere, so he opened it and poured some for Ji Qiao.

Ji Qiao's performance today has been very indifferent, which made Yan Cheng's cautious heart slowly relax, and the two of them went back to green in the afternoon, so they should be more relaxed. Maybe he was relaxed, but Ji Qiao didn't, and Yan Cheng still talked to him about school affairs and friends from time to time, and when he realized something was wrong, Ji Qiao's face was already flushed, and Yan Cheng went to look at the red wine beside him, only to realize that he didn't know what was going on. Don't you realize that most of the bottle has already gone?

In fact, most of the bottle was not much, but Yan Cheng didn't know Ji Qiao's drinking capacity, and the wine was very mellow, a little old, with good stamina, Yan Cheng secretly scolded that he could take it lightly even though he was there.

Ji Qiao was still sitting so quietly, except that her face was a little red, she didn't see anything unusual, but Yan Cheng called him twice, but he didn't respond.

Yan Cheng sighed, got up to help Ji Qiao, Ji Qiao suddenly raised her head, and grabbed Yan Cheng's hand.

Just heard Ji Qiao say, "We... are running out of time."

Yan Cheng paused and froze for a while, but Ji Qiao's next sentence made him dumbfounded.

Ji Qiao said, "I haven't done my paper yet... I don't have time to do it."

Yan Cheng shook his head helplessly, and wrapped his arms around Ji Qiao's waist to pull him up, "It's okay, tomorrow is Sunday."

"I still have to paint."

"Ah."

"I still have to recite words."

"Ah."

"I still have to... preview, make an outline, read notes..." Ji Qiao said one by one, seeing his excellent grades on weekdays, he seemed to climb on top of everyone without any effort, and received admiring glances.But others didn't see that Ji Qiao was working as hard as she could in private, and her hard work was no less than anyone else's.

While Yan Cheng sighed, he felt that Ji Qiao was indeed drunk. As for how drunk he was, he was still not sure. Ji Qiao didn't talk much along the way, but occasionally her thoughts were very clear, and the two could get along without any obstacles. To communicate with each other, and occasionally fall into a dead end like a ghost hitting a wall, always around those few points and unable to get out, completely unable to extend.Of course Yan Cheng knew that this was not because of Ji Qiao's simple thinking, but because he still hadn't completely let go of his guard.

Yan Cheng couldn't help being sad and helpless, he said lightly as if talking to himself, "How can I convince you..."

"What?" Ji Qiao raised her head inexplicably, "What do you believe in?"

Yan Cheng tightened his arms to prevent Ji Qiao from sliding down, he said, "Trust me, do you trust me?"

Ji Qiao said nothing, and looked at Yan Cheng without blinking. His eyes are actually very beautiful, full of shape, and the curvature of the end of the eyes is also beautiful, like a cat called Braddor, just because Ji Qiao's eyes are always clouded, and the eyes are not clear enough, often completely covering up this beauty.This made Yan Cheng feel pity, and also a little lucky, fortunately, no one would find out how good-looking Ji Qiao was, only he knew, and only he could see it.

Ji Qiao looked at it for a while, his eyes were confused, and he asked uncertainly, "Yan Cheng?" It seemed that he had just realized who the person in front of him was.

Yan Cheng said "hmm" and heard Ji Qiao say, "I don't believe it..."

Yan Cheng's heart turned cold, but Ji Qiao was still repeating those two words, and it changed into Yan Cheng's name in a moment.

The two of them were standing downstairs in the dormitory. At this time, most of the students had already finished their classes, and the surroundings were quiet.Yan Cheng was agitated and uncomfortable by his yelling, and wanted to pull Ji Qiao away, but Ji Qiao suddenly put his arms around Yan Cheng's neck, and moved his head closer.

When the two lips were about to touch, Ji Qiao stopped suddenly, Yan Cheng could smell the faint smell of wine sprayed from his breath, as well as the warm taste that was close at hand.

This kind of behavior, whether sincere or coincidental, shocked Yan Cheng quite a bit. In the past, he could enjoy Ji Qiao's good looks for a long time, but now Ji Qiao's behavior that almost throws himself into his arms makes him take it lightly.Sensing that Ji Qiao was about to look up and back away after a pause, Yan Cheng was not willing to let him go, so he kissed the back of the other's head.

The two lips intersected, and Ji Qiao couldn't help being startled, her lips were immediately licked open by Yan Cheng's tongue and poked in fiercely. The kiss was a little out of control from the very beginning, but Ji Qiao didn't dodge as usual, instead Tighten the hands around Yan Cheng's neck, and boldly move his tongue along with Yan Cheng's entanglement. It's like pouring another spoonful of oil on the raging flames, and immediately "stabs" , almost burned Yan Cheng's rationality.

Yan Cheng couldn't help kissing deeper, kissing until Ji Qiao's feet became weak, her breath was rapid, her cheeks flushed and she was about to lose her breath, so she reluctantly left for a while, but for a moment, he bit the corner of his lips hard again, with a hoarse voice The voice asked, "...don't you believe that I'm still doing this? Hmm? Are you trying to sell yourself?" Ji Qiao nana asked, "...to whom?"

"Sell it to me, and keep hiding it like this..."

Yan Cheng seldom said such nasty words in the past, but today he was probably infected by Ji Qiao, and his sanity is not very clear, so he really wants to let go of those restraints, those scruples, and just do what he wants to do, firmly The person trapped in the arms will never let go, never let go again.

Ji Qiao snorted and smiled, the gloom in her eyes faded away, and in an instant, the light danced.

This look made Yan Cheng's mind flutter again. He felt that Ji Qiao tonight was too dangerous. If he still knew the seriousness, he should let him go upstairs like this, and then leave without looking back. .

But Yan Cheng has never been able to refuse Ji Qiao, no matter whether Ji Qiao is intentional or unintentional, as long as it is the other party's wish, he feels that he will work hard to do it, except for one thing, let go, he can't let go of Ji Qiao, no matter it was before, Or the future.

Of course, there is now.

Under Ji Qiao's direct gaze, Yan Cheng took a deep breath, and suddenly grabbed him with his backhand, and walked upstairs without hesitation.

……

Until the footsteps of the two people slowly disappeared in the corridor, a figure behind the tree also flashed in a hurry, and then disappeared into the night.