Love rivals always love to make up my mind, I like him

After the lunch break, Shi Xingchen and Zhao Yanyan went to the competition class. Before leaving, he told Qi Yueluo to remember to meet downstairs in the dormitory at six o'clock for dinner.

Qi Yueluo slept in the dormitory and took a nap for about half an hour. Seeing that the time was almost up, she put on her coat and went out.

The reserved taxi had already stopped at the school gate, and Qi Yueluo reported the address after getting in the car, "Please go to the art gallery in City F."

"Okay." The driver called out the map readily, "Please fasten your seat belt."

"Ah."

Qi Yueluo fastened her full belt, put her hands in her pockets, and looked out of the window at the rapidly receding street scene in a daze.

After about 20 minutes, the taxi arrived at the destination.

A huge three-dimensional rolled gold board was erected in front of the art museum, on which the content and opening time of the exhibition were written.

——Mr.ying Photography Exhibition

——Opening time: January 1-January 11

——10:30am-5:30pm

Today is the last day of the exhibition. Qi Yueluo stood in front of the art museum and looked at it for a while, then walked up the steps and took out his mobile phone to show the staff the admission code.

In the exhibition hall with black, white and gray tones, the walls on both sides are hung with photos at a certain distance, including snow-capped mountains, colorful auroras, galloping Tibetan antelopes, various wild animals, folk villages, or just simple mountain streams stream.

Qi Yueluo put his hands in his pockets, and looked slowly as he walked, maybe because of the working day, there were very few people in the exhibition hall, and he seemed to be the only one at his young age.

Qi Yueluo had just finished looking at one wall, and when she was about to go back and look at the other side, her eyes met a young man wearing a peaked cap.

The other party buried the lower half of his face in the scarf, wearing a simple and ordinary black sweater, with a camera hanging around his neck, with one hand resting on the shutter button with the other, as if he was taking pictures of something.

Seeing Qi Yueluo looking at him, the young man took the initiative to say hello, "Hi, are you a fan of Mr.ying too?"

Qi Yueluo nodded her head, and after her eyes stayed on the other party's camera for a moment, she pointed to the notice board on the wall behind him and reminded: "Photography is not allowed in the exhibition hall."

The young man followed his words and turned his head, then chuckled apologetically: "Oh, sorry, I didn't notice."

"fine."

Qi Yueluo said that he was about to continue walking, but before he had taken two steps, the young man stopped him again, "By the way, kid, I have a signed photo of Mr.ying here, give it to you."

As he spoke, he was going to get the photo in his pocket. Qi Yueluo's eyes lit up for a moment, as if thinking of something, she lowered her long eyelashes and declined politely: "Thank you for your kindness, since you finally got it , just keep it to yourself."

After all, he didn't care what the young man would say, and walked through the aisle between the exhibition walls to the exhibition area on the other side.

The young man stared at Qi Yueluo's leaving back, and before he could look away, there were soft footsteps behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw a tall man in a black jacket walking towards him.

Ying Huanchen reached out and took Song Zhe's camera, and while looking down at what photo he took, he asked, "Who were you chatting with just now? Do you want to give him the autographed photo you asked for from my bed? "

"Do you also eat children's vinegar?"

As he spoke, Song Zhe took out a mask from his pocket, put it on for Ying Huanchen, and said, "Don't be jealous of my big photographer, that's my little nephew."

Ying Huanchen frowned slightly, "Little nephew?"

"Ah."

With a helpless smile on his lips, Song Zhe sighed, "I was kicked out when he was born, I guess my sister didn't mention it in front of him, but his eyes and nose look too much like mine , I will not admit the wrong person."

Ying Huanchen touched the back of his neck soothingly, "Don't think too much, it's not your fault."

Song Zhe nodded.

Qi Yueluo stayed in the art museum until it was almost closing time. Before leaving, the staff of the art museum gave him a palm-sized commemorative brochure, just a few pages, and the photos printed in it happened to be from this shooting Some of his favorites in the show.

Qi Yueluo stuffed the souvenirs into his pockets, and walked out of the art gallery with his hands in his pockets in a happy mood.

It was rush hour, and both sides of the zebra crossing were full of people waiting to cross the road.

Qi Yueluo wanted to go to the intersection to take a taxi, when he was crossing the road, he suddenly caught a familiar figure in the crowd against the current.

In fact, familiarity is not very familiar. The number of times he has met Xiang Yi can be counted on the fingers, but when he meets familiar people in a strange city, the sense of familiarity is magnified countless times at once.

Xiang Yi was holding a plastic bag in his hand, and when he was about to walk to the side of the road, he was suddenly bumped by someone sprinting past, and then the thing in his hand fell to the ground.

Capsules and pills were scattered all over the ground, and he was about to bend down to pick them up, but a beautiful white hand helped him pick up the box of pills that rolled the farthest.

A few people away, Xiang Yi saw Qi Yueluo walking towards him. The afterglow of the setting sun coated his dark hair with a layer of golden orange. As he got closer, the handsome and soft The face gradually became clear and bright in Xiang Yi's vision.

Without looking at it, Qi Yueluo handed back the medicine box in her hand to Xiang Yi, then took his arm and walked to the sidewalk.

"Are you okay?"

Xiang Yi stared blankly, then shook his head, "It's okay, why are you here?"

As he spoke, he glanced back at the direction Qi Yueluo was coming from, then his eyes fell on the art gallery across the road, and he asked guessingly, "Are you here to see Mr.ying's photography exhibition?"

Qi Yueluo didn't deny or admit it, looked at the medicine in his hand and changed the topic, "Are you sick?"

Xiang Yi subconsciously hid the plastic bag in his hand slightly, "Well, I'm sick, and I came to F city to see a doctor."

After that, he asked again: "Are you here alone?"

Qi Yueluo shook her head, "No, I came with the school's students participating in the biology competition. I, oops, broke down. I won't tell you now. I have to go."

Shi Xingchen got out of class at six o'clock, if he found out that he was not in the dormitory, he would definitely ask again.

Qi Yueluo didn't care what Xiang Yi wanted to say, took out her phone and ran to the intersection to hail a taxi.

As the sun set, Xiang Yi watched as Qi Yueluo's figure was submerged in the crowd and could no longer be seen, so he took the medicine and continued walking.

Although Qi Yueluo was in a hurry, it was past six o'clock when he returned. When he ran back to the dormitory building along the school road, he saw Shi Xingchen standing downstairs waiting for him from a distance.

The setting sun stretched his shadow long, and he must have been waiting for a long time.

Qi Yueluo ran over, bent slightly and supported his knees to breathe smoothly, and explained: "I, I just went shopping outside."

Shi Xingchen reached out and wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead without asking, "It's okay, what do you want to eat?"

Qi Yueluo took a good breath and straightened up, "It's fine, whatever you want."

After dinner, the two returned to the dormitory.

Zhao Yanyan took a bath early and sat on the bed to watch the learning blogger do the math competition questions live. Qi Yueluo took off his coat and hung it on the chair, and then went into the bathroom with his pajamas to take a shower.

Shi Xingchen put the competition book for today's class into his school bag, and saw Qi Yueluo's coat sleeves fell to the ground, so he walked over to pick it up, and was about to fold it up and put it back, when something suddenly fell from the coat pocket to his feet .

It turned out to be a pamphlet the size of a palm.

Shi Xingchen's gaze paused for a moment on the "Mr.ying Photography Exhibition" written on the cover of the booklet thoughtfully, then he picked it up and stuffed it back into his pocket.

When Qi Yueluo came out of the shower, the first thing she did was to check the commemorative brochure in her pocket, and after confirming that it was intact, she put it in her schoolbag.

Shi Xing calmly took a panoramic view of Qi Yueluo's actions, saw that his hair was still wet and wanted to climb onto the bed, so he hooked his neck to stop him from walking.

"Dry your hair before going to bed."

Qi Yueluo didn't want to talk to her, but seeing Zhao Yanyan's gossip-filled eyes, she obediently took a towel to dry off before going to bed.

After ten o'clock, the lights in the dormitory were turned off.

Qi Yueluo went for a run outside today, feeling cold and sleepy, falling asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow, even Shi Xingchen stretched out his hand to hug him and didn't bother to struggle.

Just when he was about to fall asleep, Shi Xingchen suddenly kissed his ear, and softly asked his earlobe, "Where did you go today?"

Qi Yueluo didn't want to answer, she buried her cheeks slightly on the pillow, trying to avoid the annoying voice in her ears.

Behind him, Shi Xingshen was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly pinched his chin under the blanket, then turned his head back, bowed his head and kissed him without saying a word.

The moment Qi Yueluo was entangled in breathing, Qi Yueluo woke up immediately. Although the quilt covered his head, Zhao Yanyan was still asleep in the same room, and there was too much noise, which would definitely wake him up.

At the moment when Qi Yueluo was distracted, Shi Xingchen easily pried open his teeth and poked in. After pestering him for a while, he lightly pecked at the corner of his mouth and asked again: "Are you going?" Have you seen Mr. Ying's photography exhibition?"

Qi Yueluo couldn't move, and didn't dare to make too much noise, so she could only give up struggling and was half-embraced by him, and said in a very aggressive tone: "You don't know everything, and you still ask me what I do, it's annoying."

Shi Xingchen couldn't help biting his cheek. Seeing that Qi Yueluo's eyes were wide open and he dared not speak out, he rubbed the corner of his eyes with the tip of his nose amusedly, "You just want to see that Photo exhibition, you don't hesitate to sell your seductive appearance to coax me to help you?"

"...Don't make your fucking words so ugly," Qi Yue was so angry that her neck turned red, "When did I sacrifice my appearance? Then what happened to you?"

Shi Xingshen's arm was still on Qi Yueluo's neck, and he felt a little restless when he felt the heat of the skin that was attached to him was slightly higher than normal body temperature.

Looking at Qi Yueluo's wet and bright eyes in the dark, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't hold back the evil factor that came out of his heart, and rubbed his thin lips against the little hair on the edge of his bosom. Cat, while reminding: "A Luo, your neck is so hot."

"...!"

Qi Yueluo was so excited that she wanted to sit up, but when she moved her head, she bumped against the railing at the head of the bed, making a loud noise.

Zhao Yanyan on the other end seemed to wake up with a start, and muttered in a half-dream and half-awake state: "Senior, please lower your voice."

[The author has something to say: Xiao Qi is about to start the countdown, and Xiang Yi's thread is about to come out, so you can guess what character he is~

Ask for tickets, ask for collection~]