heart to wild

When the waiter brought the coffee, the talented person opposite had just talked about his trip to South America.

"Peru is a magical country that needs to be explored carefully. Whether it is the ancientruins (ancient relics) exuding ancient charm, or the unique landforms and diverseecology (diverse ecology), it will make people feel amazing (amazing)! You Have you ever seen NazcaLines (Nazca Land Paintings)? The eighth wonder of the world. From the ground, it seems to be just some winding paths (twisting paths), but when you look down from a high altitude, you can see spiders, hummingbirds, strange circles, gears, etc. Waiting for a variety of lifelike patterns (patterns)..."

I don’t know if it’s because Cheng Yumin told him in advance that his blind date is coming back from studying abroad, the first thing Cai Jun said when he saw Chen Yiran was “Goodafternoon! MynameisAlan.Nicetomeetyouandhowareyou?”

Very authentic Chinese primary school textbook level dialogue.

Although he knew it was impolite, Chen Yiran almost laughed out loud under Cheng Yumin's sloppy arrangement, and could only curl the corners of his lips to hide his gentle reply: "Fine, thank you. Andyou?"

He thinks this is also very good.

As soon as he returned to China, his father forced his son to marry a woman. After many years, Chen Yiran, who was no longer separated from his father across the ocean, came out to him face to face again. As a result, the old man was furious and forced him to go on a blind date with a man again.

The stepmother, who was born in a prominent family in Jiangcheng, has her own youngest son as a backup, and she has always been too lazy to deal with Chen Yiran, as can be seen from today's blind date banquet.

As a person, he is rather handsome, with good facial features and good clothes. It would be even better if he could hide the hang tags of his clothes while standing upright with confidence.

Chen Yiran believed that he might have really been to Peru, but in order not to be exhausted before the battle, he searched the Internet for travel strategies and wrote a small composition in advance.

Besides wanting to remind Alan that the scholar who put forward the hypothesis of astronomy and calendar is not from the United Kingdom but from Germany, Chen Yiran still admires the talented man Benjun from the bottom of his heart: it is very hard to memorize so many words, he went out on behalf of the firm back then For bidding, every PPT presentation has to be practiced dozens of times in advance, and I understand Alan's feelings at the moment.

It's a very relaxed meeting, as long as you listen to the other party's non-stop talking.

The smile on the corner of Chen Yiran's mouth was exquisite, but his eyes were fixed on the skirt of the other party's clothes, slightly distracted.

But it would be better if there were no such occasions in the future.

The wind chime by the door rang, and a new guest came again.

When Chen Yiran's mind wandered to the horizon, someone sat beside him.

The face of Cai Jun on the opposite side suddenly became ugly and weird, Chen Yiran blinked, slowly turned his head, and saw the handsome and handsome profile of the young man.

Jiang Zhai leaned back in the card seat, his indifferent gaze met Chen Yiran's surprised gaze, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"Chen Yiran, are you on a blind date?"

Chen Yiran's face turned cold instantly.

But in the next second, Jiang Zhai got up and hugged his shoulders—in fact, he didn’t hug him, but from an angle that outsiders would definitely have embraced, he subtly covered the void above Chen Yiran’s shoulders with his palms— He turned his head sideways, approaching Chen Yiran's pretty face, and looked at him intently with almost affectionate eyes.

"Even if you are angry with me, I will still be sad if you come out on a blind date behind my back."

"..." Chen Yiran's mask cracked.

Jiang Zhai lowered his long eyelashes, as if the film king possessed himself, and instantly felt a gloomy mood in the air.

Chen Yiran's figure became very stiff, but Jiang Zhai maintained this movement and slowly raised his head, looking coldly at the young man sitting across from him with a disgusted expression on his face.

"What I hate the most is people who judge people by their appearance." He said without beginning or end.

No one answered, Jiang Zhai's palm suddenly landed on Chen Yiran's shoulder, and he squeezed it lightly and pleadingly.

"..." Chen Yiran sighed in his heart, and responded with lowered eyelids, "Second hate?"

Jiang Di laughed: "Of course it's an ugly person."

Before the next sentence, "Chen Yiran, without me, you would fall in love with this kind of guy", Cai Jun stood up blushing, "You! You...you!"

There was no result from "you" for a long time, Chen Yiran pinched Jiang Zhai's wrist bone and wanted the boy to let go, but Jiang Zhai still smiled like a flower while eating the pain, as if he had been fed honey.

He could only say apologetically, "I invite you for this coffee."

"There is no further pause!" Alan, who finally picked up the steps, straightened his cuffs, turned and left angrily.

The air was quiet again.

There were not many customers in the western restaurant at this time, and the waiters watched the excitement, and they smiled with exquisite formulaic courtesy.

As a veteran mask wearing enthusiast, Chen Yiran used to like to come to this kind of place - not only he is alone, everyone is fake.

But then he stopped coming, because Chen Yiran found that the formulaic people would immediately return to their vivid appearance after get off work, and he himself, wearing the mask for too long, can hardly remember what it was like at the beginning.

In fact, is he such a fake person himself?

As soon as Cai Jun left, Jiang Di voluntarily withdrew his hand.

Chen Yiran ignored him, Xiaoshao turned the coffee latte art, and heard the young man apologize unnaturally: "I'll buy the coffee."

"..." Chen Yiran stopped what he was doing, put the small spoon on the saucer, turned his head, and looked at Jiang Di calmly.

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Zhai looked at him fixedly: "Passing by, why are you?"

Chen Yiran raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't you know, blind date."

Jiang Zhai's tone was subtle: "With a man?"

Chen Yiran felt a little irritable, and couldn't help but frown under the pressure: "I'm gay, are you homophobic? Then leave me..."

Jiang Zhai, who has always been polite and always waits until the chat partner has finished speaking before opening his mouth, suddenly interrupted him: "Me too."

"..." Chen Yiran looked at him in astonishment, "What are you?"

Jiang Zhai changed the subject: "The results of the Olympiad are out."

Chen Yiran was caught off guard, and replied almost confusedly: "I know."

Provincial first in the preliminary competition, I will soon go to the winter camp to compete for national awards, and I will be guaranteed to win the first prize again.

The school loudspeaker announced back and forth five times on Monday, and even the art students in Building No. 2 were chirping as if they had seen the future where he was extended an olive branch by Qingbei.

Chen Yiran turned his head unnaturally: "Where's your sister? Is she at home?"

"I went to my second aunt's house to play." Jiang Zhai replied.

The pulse close to the temple was beating without rhythm, and Chen Yiran's breathing was loose and tight, tight and loose, and when he finally calmed down and turned his head to look at the boy again, he was again in Jiang Zhai's deep breath. Looking directly into the eyes, the heart beats chaotically.

"Thank you for helping me accompany me on the weekend, and thank you for letting me go to the competition class."

"Chen Yiran, the gift I want is to be with you..." Jiang Zhai gritted his teeth, "Have a meal."

He panted heavily, and Chen Yiran was so shocked that he held his breath for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he realized absurdly that he thought Jiang Zhai was going to blurt out "date" just now.

Is he crazy.

"Eat..." He frowned, a little puzzled, "Don't we often eat together?"

Aren't the kitchens and dining rooms in Building C1 1201 and 1202 almost becoming public dining bars among their neighbors?

Jiang Zhai's back molars grinded out a sound that only he could hear, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was almost hoarse when he spoke.

"You're right, then I want to change the gift."

Chen Yiran couldn't understand the high school student's thoughts deeper than the sea, pinched the tip of his index finger unconsciously on the pad of his thumb, and said calmly, "You speak first."

Jiang Di: "I will call you Chen Yiran from now on, you are not allowed to murder me."

Chen Yiran immediately attacked him: "Impossible. I am your teacher."

Jiang Di narrowed his eyes: "I'm not an art student, I'm a competition student."

Speaking of this, Chen Yiran suddenly realized that since Jiang Zhai sat next to him just now, he has been calling himself "Chen Yiran" and "Chen Yiran" in no big or small way.

And why did he know that he was on a blind date with a man as soon as they met? Would normal people immediately think in this direction?

Jiang Di was very calm: "I heard you calling in the stairwell."

"..." Chen Yiran was almost speechless by him.

Ever since he was a child, what he hated the most were scenes that he couldn't control.But from the first meeting, this boy has always stepped on the edge that he can't control.

He even acquiesced in Jiang Zhai's constant calling himself "Chen Yiran".

Worse than he thought.

Chen Yiran's gaze calmed down along with his heartbeat. In the face of Jiang Zhai's seriousness and even his frowning, the man looked at him blankly.

"But I am indeed your teacher. Jiang Di, if you meet me in the apartment in the future, call me teacher too."

Jiang Zhai almost lost control and wanted to grab his hand, but Chen Yiran calmly avoided it.

"I have to go to the studio on weekends. I don't have time to help you with my sister. You should go find other relatives."

How could he, really suddenly change his face, like a glacier crashing tightly, and he could no longer find the real temperature before.

Jiang Zhai was almost suffocated by him, his voice was low, as if he met Chen Yi and then suddenly became very good at showing weakness.

"I have no one else to rely on."

Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, bothering Tong Qiyan, who had just met for the first time a few years ago, over and over again, both he and Jiang Bian felt uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

Or maybe he didn't know whether Jiang Bian would have the emotional perception of "uncomfortable", but his own uneasiness was so huge that he had to share part of it with his sister, so that he would not look too much like a raised dog. Unfamiliar wolf cub.

Chen Yiran's tone is still gentle, but the words that come out are like an ice cone: "I'm just your art teacher, for life matters, you can go to the head teacher and the principal for help."

Jiang Di suddenly stood up and stood still for a while, as if he had a thousand words to say, he suddenly turned and left.

Chen Yiran is right.

Due to a mistake, the settlers who woke up in time travel in advance got up alone in thousands of hibernation capsules.

This spaceship walking on the channel is nearly a hundred years away from the earth and its new homeland. He will die of old age alone on the journey to a new life.

A person who has been in the deserted wilderness for too long may subconsciously want to drag another person into the water.

For example, deliberately forging an accident, so that the person who perfectly fits his favorite direction with every frown and smile will wake up early from hundreds of years of dormancy.

Take his life away, and accompany his lonely self to die of old age.

That person is not on point.Jiang Zhai let him go, now it is time to let the more innocent Chen Yiran go.

The wind chime rang again, and the door was closed tightly.

Only then did Chen Yiran hold onto the corner of the table with difficulty as if holding his breath, lowered his head, and breathed deeply.

He said what a teacher should say, which is good, they were too much like neighbors before, that was wrong.

wrong.

What he just did was right.

The phonograph in the western restaurant plays "Dear, This Sunset" by Canvas Townlet.

He raised his head, his eyes were clear again.

Goodbye, Jiang Zhai.Chen Yiran thought.