The school grass must suck me every day to survive [Transmigration Book]

Qingyan walked forward, Lu Lijiang chased and coaxed them until they passed the stone book sculpture in front of the playground.

No one proposed, but they stopped at the same time.

A stone book was spread out, and a pair of palm prints landed on it, each blooming, but closely adjacent to each other.

The two names are engraved on the side - Lu Lijiang/Qingyan

Obviously it is the honor printed when the scores of the college entrance examination are released, and they are tied for No.1, but this looks more like a mark of love.

For Qingyan, this happened just a few days ago.

But for Lu Lijiang, he has already survived the days and nights of 360 five misses.

Lu Lijiang's eyes fell on the pair of palm prints, holding Qingyan's hand, facing the autumn wind, he asked slowly: "Yanyan, come back to the apartment with me?"

Qing Yan, who was all ready to start school and live in school, suddenly moved his heart at this moment.

He felt sorry for Lu Lijiang's suffering in the past year, and nodded: "Okay."

Lu Lijiang's apartment is just outside the Qingbei campus, very close.

Qingyan followed Lu Lijiang into the door, and when he looked up, he was shocked.

——It is all sea blue and white, and it is accurate to the details. It is no different from the layout and decoration of his apartment outside Yinghua.

Qingyan looked at Lu Lijiang suddenly, with surprise and wonder in his eyes.

Lu Lijiang only smiled lightly, and his tone was very light, as if this matter was not worth mentioning.

He said: "Don't be surprised, I just decorated it according to your apartment."

He didn't say, he was afraid that he would never be able to wait for Qingyan for the rest of his life, so he could only live with this meager memory.

He didn't say anything, he was afraid that he would forget his few memories in the end, so he hoped that the environment he was in could remind him all the time.

He didn't even mention that every time he saw a familiar scene, his heart would ache because of missing Qingyan.

Qingyan didn't say anything, but suppressed the extreme emotions in his eyes, turned around and hugged Lu Lijiang.

Lu Lijiang quickly hugged him back, held him in his arms and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, you can see that I'm angry with the dean, and you know I'm doing well."

Lu Lijiang's words were true. His speech in Yinghua broke the original stereotype of aloof and academic god, and became outgoing and flamboyant, undisciplined and coquettish.

This kind of Lu Lijiang, /Qingyan has also seen it, during the time when they had no relationship but loved each other.

——Even though Lu Lijiang was ready to leave, he still teased him from time to time, deliberately and sincerely.

He often teased him openly and secretly.

At that time, although he was deeply hurt, he clearly felt the changes in himself and Lu Lijiang.

He is no longer hard, but soft.

Lu Lijiang is no longer an unkind star, and gradually has the sparkling aura that a teenager should have.

Qing Yan didn't know that the speech just now was not so much about Lu Li Jiang Qi's teaching director, but more about comforting him.

He had been away for a year, how could Lu Lijiang behave so cheerfully and cheerfully like him.

The only explanation is that Lu Lijiang deliberately misled him, making him think that this year's separation was not bitter, and he was not affected.

Qingyan is not a fool, he only needs to put himself in another place to know how difficult this year is for Lu Lijiang.

However, Lu Lijiang didn't mention it, and he didn't say anything, but just hugged him tightly.

I want to tell him with practical actions: I am back, and I will be with you every day in the future.

This cognition became more and more certain after Qingyan visited the apartment.

Because he can be seen everywhere in this apartment.

The same toothbrush, shower gel, slippers, and pajamas that he used back then.

In the closet, there are not only Lu Lijiang's private clothes, but also his clothes on the other side, some of which he left in the apartment back then, and some of his size but brand new.

You don't need to think about it, you know who prepared it.

Even...even the bed sheet, it was the one that the shopping guide introduced to him when he and Lu Lijiang went to the supermarket together.

One place and one place gave Qingyan a huge impact.

In the end, those shocks turned into warm tears, lingering in his eyes.

Apologetic, sad, sad, and heartbroken all mixed together, he looked at Lu Lijiang burningly, as if he wanted to see through him every moment of the past year.

Will he say to the deserted room while brushing his teeth: "Yanyan, I bought new toothpaste today, try it."

Will he say to the bright light in the shower, "Yanyan, I use the same shower gel as you?"

Will he say to the boiling soup when eating, "Yanyan, I want to have dinner with you."

Will he say to the pillow in his arms when he wakes up, "Yanyan, if only you were still here."

Just thinking about it, Qingyan's tears could no longer be controlled, and instantly flowed all over his cheeks.

Lu Lijiang rushed over to hug him, and asked nervously while wiping his tears, "Yanyan, what's wrong with you?"

It's nothing, he just loves Lu Lijiang too much.

Lu Lijiang's movements were delicate and gentle, and he wiped away his tears over and over again, but the tears couldn't be controlled and kept flowing out.

Qingyan was heartbroken, looked up at the flustered Lu Lijiang with his tearful face up, and asked in a choked voice: "Lu Lijiang, have you had a hard time in the past year?"

Bitter, how can it not be bitter.

There wasn't a second that he didn't think about his Yanyan.

Think about what he is doing at this moment, is it in sync with his behavior?

Do you still like which body wash from the past?

Have you met any new classmates?

His Yanyan is so good, there must be many people chasing him, right?

Then... Is his Yanyan attracted to anyone?

Every bit of this apartment has the shadow of Qingyan, so that every time he looks at it, it is a kind of torture.

They remind him all the time: You once had a good lover, but you have lost him now.

"One year is fast, you came back before you felt bitter." Lu Lijiang didn't say that he wasn't sad at all, but he downplayed every detail and moment.

Qingyan didn't believe it.

The more Lu Lijiang didn't say anything, the more sad Qingyan became, and it took a long time for him to recover.

The lunch was cooked by Lu Lijiang.

Qingyan wanted to make a move, but Lu Lijiang refused.

"If I tell you it's not bitter, you won't believe it. Your boyfriend has been busy this year, and he's been messing with cooking for half a year." Lu Lijiang said with a smile.

Qingyan leaned against the kitchen door frame and watched.

He believed that Lu Lijiang had learned to cook, but he didn't believe that he could learn to cook well.

After all, a year ago, Lu Lijiang was still the young master who couldn't even wash the cabbage.

The golden sunlight came in through the window and fell on Lu Lijiang's tall and dignified figure.

Qing Yan stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Wearing an apron, Lu Lijiang skillfully washed, cut, garnished, stir-fried, steamed, and baked vegetables in an orderly and natural manner.

Lu Lijiang's

The movement is beautiful, graceful and smooth.

There was no rush as imagined, nor did I ask for a word of guidance from him.

He seems to be a completely different person, not only can cook, but the finished product is also delicious.

Until the food was in his mouth, Qingyan was so shocked that he couldn't recover.

As if all this was a dream.

But only for a moment, Qingyan had a real feeling that the world had changed for a year on the day he left.

During this year, his boyfriend learned to cook, and he still cooks so well.

What else is he missing?

I didn't let Qingyan wonder for too long

At 05:30 the next day, Lu Lijiang got up on time with him.

Just when he wanted to ask Lu Lijiang why he didn't sleep more, Lu Lijiang had already changed into his sportswear and asked him, "Still ten kilometers?"

"Yeah." Qing Yan nodded in confusion.

In the morning light, the two were running on the playground in Qingbei.

Qingyan looked at Lu Lijiang, who was not flushed or out of breath, and couldn't hold back: "You started running too?"

Lu Lijiang looked back at him, wondering if the morning light was so beautiful, it reflected tenderness in his eyes: "It's been a year since I ran away."

Then, Qingyan found that no matter what he did, Lu Lijiang would naturally do the same thing with him.

Eat on time, go to the library for self-study by the window, go to bed on time...

Qingyan clearly felt that Lu Lijiang didn't deliberately accompany him, but was really doing the same thing with him.

Naturally, it seemed that these were not his habits, but Lu Lijiang's.

Qingyan was surprised, shocked, and moved.

He had only shared Lu Lijiang's routine at Yinghua's mobilization meeting, so why didn't he know that the current routine didn't belong to Lu Lijiang originally.

only one explanation

Lu Lijiang deliberately learned his routine, and after a long time, this routine has become his.

Not only that, Qingyan also found that Lu Lijiang had a big change.

In the past, he seldom posted on Moments, let alone took pictures.

When they were together, there was not a single photo taken together.

But since he came back, Lu Lijiang would take a snapshot of him from time to time.

Sometimes he is brushing his teeth, sometimes he is reading a book, and sometimes he is sleeping.

He's in the apartment, he's on the playground, he's in the library, and he's on the road.

Anytime, anywhere, as long as Lu Lijiang thinks, he will shoot.

Not only does he shoot, but he also likes to post on Moments, the format is very uniform.

——Yanyan who reads a book [Picture]

——Yanyan who licks cats [Picture]

——Yanyan in a daze [Picture]

……

The content of every circle of friends is him.

No need for Lu Lijiang to say it, Qingyan has a strong feeling - Lu Lijiang really loves him terribly.

The more this happened, the more Qingyan wanted to know how hard Lu Lijiang had been in the past year.

Knowing that Lu Lijiang couldn't find an answer, he asked Gu Chen repeatedly.

This call was made when Lu Lijiang was doing experiments, and Gu Chen happened to go back to the hotel to rest at that time.

Qingyan looked at the large burning clouds outside the window, and said softly: "I'm sorry to disturb your rest time, but I want to ask about Gu Chen's life in the past year."

Gu Chen was rude, his usual indifferent voice came.

I don't know if his lines skills are really good, but just a few words from him made Qing Yan's heart ache.

Gu Chen said: "After you left, he stopped drinking. There was only one night, which was your birthday.

He drank a lot and ended up with stomach bleeding and was taken to the hospital. "

Qing Yan tightened his grip on the phone, his heart was full of desolation.

Gu Chen was just describing, and his mind has already shown pictures - Lu Lijiang who misses him terribly, Lu Lijiang who gets drunk late at night, and Lu Lijiang who is full of bitterness.

He seemed to be able to see the scenes that Lu Lijiang deliberately concealed.

- Embarrassed and sad, fragile and sad.

Qingyan was heartbroken.

I thought that Gu Chen, who has always been taciturn, was about to end, but he continued: "He drank very late, and he was very drunk. In the end, he cried and asked me: 'Do you think there is anyone with me now? Rock birthday?

I am so envious and jealous, but more regretful.

Because it wasn't me, my Yanyan wouldn't leave, and now there will be many, many people accompanying him to celebrate his birthday, and it was I who killed him.

It would be nice if someone gave him his birthday tonight. '"

What Gu Chen said on the other end, Qingyan couldn't hear at all.

Because at this moment, he was crying again.

He didn't cry when he left, but in the past few days since he came back, he seemed to suffer from the disease of constantly crying.

no way

When he leaves, he doesn't grieve for himself.

After he came, he felt sorry for Lu Lijiang.