A box of light gray blue

The next day, the school examination room was so quiet that only the sound of pencils scratching across the drawing paper remained.

For this exam, Fu Zhongzhou has already made sufficient preparations.With the tip of his pen, he traced in detail the structure that he had been familiar with for a long time in his memory, and he revealed that he was sure of winning without showing any timidity when he wrote.When he entered the examination room, he was still a little nervous, but now he had no time to think too much.

He remembered what Xu Chang said, let him be brave and try again.Since I dared to abandon a whole year of hard work and start again, nothing would go wrong at the last critical moment.

After the last subject exam, Fu Zhongzhou stopped writing and watched the invigilator put his drawing up, then packed his things, and followed the people out of the exam room.

The sky in the capital is clear today, and the usual severe cold and piercing winds have subsided, leaving only a few wisps of thin white clouds, like still oil paintings, frozen in the blue sky.

He sat at the bus stop, looked up at the cloud, and felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his body, and he lost all strength for a moment.

It wasn't until Xu Huang called that he looked away and answered the phone.

"Where is it?" Xu Yu hurried across the road, and there was a lot of noise in the receiver.

Fu Zhongzhou raised his eyes and saw a familiar figure running from the side of the road, with long broken hair covering his eyes, Xu Yan was holding his mobile phone, looking around while walking.Looking at his blank expression, Fu Zhongzhou couldn't help but smile and replied: "Did you see the handsome guy sitting in the station?"

When Xu Chang heard his words, he turned his head and saw a smile on that sharp face, and his facial features softened under the winter sun.

Just in time for a bus to enter the station, his figure disappeared behind the blue bus for a moment, and then came up from the back, impatiently asking: "How is it? Did you play well?"

"Okay, what about you?" Fu Zhongzhou raised his hand to help him straighten his hair, "It's time to cut your hair too, it hurts your eyes."

Xu Yu pulled up a lock of his hair, "I don't know how I did in the exam, anyway, I'm done with the exam, so I don't want to think about it anymore."

"That's right, I don't want to!" Fu Zhongzhou grabbed his shoulders, "Let's stop carrying these painting materials, and find a place to send them back. Let's have a good day in the capital."

Xu Chang glanced at him: "But I just want to sleep."

"... Which kind of sleep?" Fu Zhongzhou felt a little guilty, "Shouldn't you go out for a walk?"

Xu Yan sighed, took the painting bag and hugged it in front of him, "Of course it's the quietest and most common kind of sleep." He sat next to Fu Zhongzhou with his things in his arms, and leaned his head against him, the two of them were speechless for a moment.

Another bus drove in, and the people in the station swarmed up, leaving only the two of them in the crowded and lively station.

"I'll go back to high school early tomorrow morning." Xu Wei said slowly, "What about you?"

"I have to go back to class too," Fu Zhongzhou rubbed his hair, "I haven't experienced high school for a long time."

What he said was ordinary, but Xu Huang heard something else, so he bumped him with his leg. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

The two slowed down at the station for a while, then got up and looked for a courier to send the painting bag.

"It's quite heavy." The courier boy packed the two people's things, searched for a long time on the messy table, and then scratched his head in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, the paper for printing the tracking number is used up, you two write down your name and address first, and I'll fill it out for you later."

Xu Chang didn't know what he was talking about, so he took the pen first and wrote the address and name on the white paper.

He has been taking time to do college entrance examination questions recently, so writing is not unfamiliar.Fu Zhongzhou peeked curiously from the side with his hands behind his back, and he saw those words fluttering one by one, which were different from what appeared in the notebook before, but some of the frustrating habits were still the same.Although it is not the teacher's favorite neat font at first glance, it is also a chic Xingkai.

Fu Zhongzhou looked at the string of addresses that he had seen with Su Xingxing once before, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Before Su Xingxing wanted to send those learning materials to Xu Wei, the string of addresses should have been handwritten by Su Xingxing, so Fu Zhongzhou only felt familiar, but didn't know where he had seen him.

Seeing Xu Yu's frustrating and forceful words today, he finally pulled a certain memory out of the depths of his mind.

The year of junior high school was when he was the most rebellious.That winter, his grandma passed away with him since he was a child, and Fu Zhongzhou kept quarreling with his parents who came back for the holidays, so he followed Xie Yan's family to the seaside city for the New Year in a fit of anger.

He spent the entire Spring Festival on that beach and in the hotel room. Xie Yan didn't know why he was angry, and she didn't know how to comfort him.The two half-year-old children are just the age not to be provoked, and they can quarrel with each other after a few words.

During that time, everyone went home for a reunion, and he was the only one, with his back facing the fireworks display by the sea, hugging his knees, hiding in the dim and dark room and crying.Covered by the loud sound of the fireworks bursting, he thought of his grandma, crying heartbreakingly.

A young man who has no experience in the world only feels that he has been abandoned by the whole world.My favorite relative passed away, my playmates who grew up together didn't understand me, and even my parents spoke coldly to each other.

Fu Zhongzhou recalled that at that time, he cried like a flooded river, crying like his whole body would be destroyed.

However, on the last day before leaving the hotel, he received that rough-scribbled postcard, which was densely written with love for him, like a jar of honey, which smudged his salty mouth into a sweet taste.

He read the above content many times, then bought a postcard himself, wrote the words of blessing, and then copied the address on it, hoping to send it to the other party.

Maybe it was too hasty, maybe he was too impatient, the postcard was not sent on time, but he lost it instead.

"What are you thinking?"

Fu Zhongzhou was pulled by Xu Huang, so violently he shuddered and came back to his senses. "I've finished writing for you." Xu Yan closed the pen cap and tapped him on the forehead, "Let's go, what bad idea are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about anything." Fu Zhongzhou lowered his eyes, picked up the interrupted thoughts just now, and asked the people around him while thinking: "Where do you want to go?"

Xu Chang didn't think much about it, "The Capital Art Museum."

After speaking, he trotted forward first, his body unloaded from the luggage was extraordinarily light and full of vitality.

"I'll go buy water first," he turned around and snapped his fingers at Fu Zhongzhou, "wait for me here."

Fu Zhongzhou stood in a daze, his gaze fell on Xu Huang's back.

He recalled that memory again, inevitably trying to remember the signature on the postcard.

——"I wish Mrs. Xiaochuan a happy new year, a happy travel, and gain more people's likes."

The suffix of that line was dragged out with traces of black ink, followed by the familiar signature.

……he is……

Fu Zhongzhou caught his breath, then quickly took out his phone, opened Weibo tremblingly, quickly searched through six-figure fans, and found the ID.

Xu Chang bought two bottles of mineral water at a roadside convenience store, and when he came back, he saw Fu Zhongzhou standing on the side of the road in a daze with his mobile phone.

"What's the matter?" Xu Yan handed him a bottle, couldn't hold back his curiosity, and quietly glanced at the phone screen.

The bright screen immediately went black.

"It's nothing." Fu Zhongzhou smiled at him, put the phone back into his pocket, "Let's go, take the subway to the art museum."

Xu Yu looked at him suspiciously, without saying a word.

Fu Zhongzhou felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and what he discovered just now was too shocking. At this moment, he asked himself, he really didn't dare to look at him.

Dare he be entangled with something that he hasn't said for so long, Xu Wei already knew about it!

Then Xu Chang also knew all the pictures he drew blatantly!Sending him roses, the way he was injured in a fight, and that tweet about coming out of the closet...

For a moment, Fu Zhongzhou wanted to run away, or find a crack in the ground.

... When was it discovered?

"Is there anything to go first?" Xu Wei asked.

"It's not a big deal," Fu Zhongzhou unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, looking ahead, "The teacher told me to go back early and pack my things."

His voice was a little fluttering, Xu Chang heard it, and stared at him with eyebrows furrowed.

The two entered the subway station, and when they passed a corner of the stairs, Xu Yan pushed them into the corner and leaned against the corner of the wall.

"What...what are you doing?" Fu Zhongzhou held his face in his arms, and forced his eyes to meet.

Xu Huang leaned forward, opened his scarf, took a bite of a piece of skin on the side of his neck between his teeth, and sucked for a while.

This may be the time when Fu Zhongzhou resisted the most fiercely. He held back his energy and shrank into the corner, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to get in.

As soon as he thought that Xu Wei knew all his stupid thoughts, he felt that he was standing naked in front of the other party.And Xu Yan tilted his big tail, looking at all this proudly.

"Xu Yu, Xu Yu, let go first..."

He softened his voice coquettishly, coaxing the other party to open his mouth.

"You've been distracted since just now." Xu Yan raised his head from his neck and pressed another kiss on his forehead. "Who do you want?"

Fu Zhongzhou blushed from his stare, and couldn't hold back a single lie.

They stood in the corner under the stairs, a few steps away, as the doors of the subway opened and passengers poured in.Xu Yu was not forgiving, still holding his face in his hands and asking for an answer.Probably because the action of turning off the phone just now was too abnormal, and it knocked over the jealous jar of his good Queque.

Fu Zhongzhou was forced into a corner, unable to turn his head around.He thought for a moment, and then turned his back on the customer.He took a deep breath, and calmly touched Xu Yu's hand on his side.

"I'm wondering when Wild Crane will confess to me."

The author says:

Xu Chang never thought of who would fall first