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On the day Jiang Cun received the admission letter from Peking University, he was still working in the studio. Even though he knew that he was already qualified to enter the school of his dreams, Lin Lian couldn't help but give Jiang Cun a pleasant surprise as if he had just jumped out of the college entrance examination score page. Cun made a phone call, took the admission notice and looked at it again and again, couldn't put it down, and finally, driven by a little vanity in his heart, he took a photo and posted it on Weibo, and by the way @种桃道师.

He hurriedly put on his shoes and went out, shut the door behind his mother's "Where are you going?", and couldn't wait to run to the studio to show off to Jiang Cun.

"Baby, I got the admission letter! Are you awesome, Brother Lian!"

It was as if he had returned to his own home, and he didn't see outside at all; while the students and teachers in the studio had long been familiar with it, they just covered their mouths and smiled secretly.

Jiang Cun was helping a little girl change the painting at this time, without raising his head, he said: "Brother Lian, I know you are amazing... The lines in the bright part can be sharpened with 2B, and the border between light and dark..."

"Baby, are you listening to me?" Lin Lian squatted down, his gaze was just parallel to the little girl, and she smiled shamelessly at her. She immediately lowered her head in embarrassment, and Jiang Cun didn't even say anything listened.

"I work part-time, and people pay me wages."

Lin Lianbai glanced at him, then glanced at the painting, moved a small bench and just sat down when he heard Jiang Cun put down the drawing board, got up and said: "The picture should not be too dirty, and it should be smudged with paper appropriately."

"You left as soon as I sat down?"

"Brother Lian, you can sit here all afternoon."

Lin Lian was still about to say something, but saw another girl coming in with a pencil, looked at Jiang Cun and Lin Lian strangely, and said in dialect: "Brother, I'm done drawing, please help me to correct it."

Jiang Cun nodded, walked out of the small room, turned around suddenly, squatted next to Lin Lian's ear and whispered softly, "Brother Lian, I'll come to you when I'm free, stay where you are and don't move, be good. "

Looking up, Jiang Cun only saw a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with the pride of a successful prank. Lin Lian had never seen such a seductive expression on him, and he couldn't help but froze for a moment, his ears turned red.

He never thought that when facing Jiang Cun, there would be a day when he would be molested.

He only felt that since the end of the college entrance examination, Jiang Cun's condition has improved day by day. He is not as shy, timid, and serious as when he first met, as if all the troublesome things have disappeared.

The notification tone on the phone suddenly sounded, and when he clicked on it, he found that Taoist Taoist had reposted his Weibo, accompanied by an admission letter from Tsinghua University.

The comment section howled, "Student bully shows his love and blinds my dog's eyes", and the little awkwardness in Lin Lian's heart was swept away, and he sent a private message to Taoist Peach Planter.

[Lin Lian has a diary called Jiang Cun]: Yo, baby, you are talking about changing the painting, but you are still secretly playing with your phone.

It took several minutes for Jiang Cun to reply, and Lin Lian could imagine how he solemnly took out his mobile phone to say sorry, and then typed with a calm face and a heart full of laughter.

Well, according to Jiang Cun's temperament, it is absolutely impossible for him to laugh wildly.

Lin Lian despised himself a little in his heart.

[Taoist who planted peaches]: Love is a must. (ω)

"Fuck, you even added emoticons, what the hell are you trying to do?" Lin Lian stared at that expression, with too much information, and couldn't immediately distinguish this Jiang Cun from the one he had teased in the past. Jiang Cun linked together.

After a while, he withdrew the message again: "If the hand is slippery, the input method will be automatically associated."

Lin Lian pondered for a long time, tapped his fingers on the screen, and found out the pink and tender emoji, clicked to send: "Sorry, classmate, I'm afraid you made a foul."

Jiang Cun didn't reply, Lin Lian felt something poke him, turned around and saw the little girl smiled apologetically at him, then shifted his gaze, staring at a cat that popped out of nowhere and became nympho : "Why is it so cute! I'm in love!"

The teacher locked the door of the storage room and patted the dust on the clothes. Lin Lian discovered that there was another small room in this separate small room. I heard the teacher sigh helplessly: "Come out when you wake up! Every time this little guy comes out, they don't draw anymore, they just know how to tease the cat!"

Sure enough, the eyes of the whole room were focused on the kitten, watching him crawling back and forth between the cardboard box and the bench, a lot of lead dust was stained on his snow-white paws, the gray fluff looked very comfortable, a pair The pomegranate-like eyes stare at it so that people just want to hold it in their arms, and don't want to let it go.

"The studio is so dirty, will he get sick from licking his own hair?"

"The teacher even keeps a cat, it's too deep to reveal."

"Don't let it go out, those brothers and sisters outside will definitely not allow us to hug it in again!"

Lin Lian has almost never been in contact with small animals, but when he was a child, he saw chickens sold in the vegetable market for one yuan each, and some even dyed their fur into colorful ones. In the cardboard box, it looked very cute. He pestered his mother for a long time before getting back a pink one, and the color faded after a few days of raising it.

The chick didn't die, but it grew into a big rooster that children don't like, but Lin Lian still likes it. Every day after kindergarten, the first thing he does when he gets home is to babble to the chicken coop, not allowing his parents to kill him. It comes to eat.

Unexpectedly, at a certain meal, Lin Lian was eating chicken legs happily, and Lin Jianshu suddenly asked him maliciously: "Lin Lian, is the chicken leg delicious?"

"Delicious!" Xiao Linlian nodded firmly.

"Where's your Lin Xiaofan?"

"Lin Xiaofen" is the name Lin Lian gave to the chicken, and he cherishes it very much. Except for him who can call "Xiaofen" affectionately, everyone else can only call him by his full name.

"Xiaofen went to grandma's house to play!" Xiao Linlian gnawed so much that his mouth was full of oil. At this time, he was enjoying watching cartoons and had no time to talk to his father.

"Lin Xiaofen is in your bowl."

The five-year-old Lin Lian showed confusion for the first time, half understanding what his father said.

"I mean, we boiled him and ate him, and you're still eating his legs."

After being stunned for a few seconds, Lin Lian suddenly threw the bones with little meat left on the table, and burst into tears: "You liar! You said you don't eat noodles! Lin Lian will never believe you again! "

Seeing that the scene couldn't end, Tao Xianxia lost his smile at this moment, glared at Lin Jianshu, and quickly pulled a tissue to wipe Lin Lian's tears: "Be good, Yaoer, stop crying..."

"But, but you guys ate Xiaofen..." Lin Lian sniffed aggrievedly, his eyes were full of mist, and the two adults just wanted to laugh.

"No, no, dad is lying. He is joking with you. What you eat is not Lin Xiaofen."

"Right to head, son, dad didn't mean it, don't cry."

"What about Xiaofen?"

"Grandma's house, let's go and see it tomorrow, okay?"

After coaxing Lin Lian for a long time, this episode of cartoons was over, so he stopped crying, took the unfinished chicken legs and continued to taste with relish.

After watching another episode of cartoons, Lin Lian caught off guard and asked, "Mom, who did I eat just now?"

"It's just a very ordinary chicken."

"Doesn't he have a name?" He asked in a childish voice.

Tao Xianxia thought his son was playing with him, so while pouring dish soap into the pot, he prevaricated, "Yes."

"What's his name?"

"Hmm... it should be Xiaohong."

In a blink of an eye, Lin Lian burst into tears again, louder and louder: "Woo...Lin Lian doesn't like Mom and Dad anymore, I ate Xiaohong, and Lin Lian has become a bad person..."

The parents couldn't laugh or cry, they hugged Lin Lian and wiped away their tears and persuaded them gently, suddenly they felt that having a baby was so fun...it was annoying.

Now that I have grown up and recalled this incident, I only feel that I was so innocent and cute when I was young, but I still have a little unspeakable dissatisfaction with my parents in my heart-"joking" should be based on the foundation of both parties being happy Come on, Lin Jianshu did this just to tease Lin Lian. Even if a child has a big forgetfulness and can't remember why in a moment and is sad, the emotions of this incident will affect him invisibly and become a part of his character.

Thinking about it now, I really feel a little lost.

It's just that Lin Lian still can't help laughing when he thinks of what he looked like when he was a child.

Because it's really, really cute.

The kindness and childishness of childhood cannot be captured by the most exquisite movies, after all, it only exists in our memories.

The little gray cat circled around the room several times, lazily accepting the petting and taking pictures of the girls. I wonder if it was tired, so it stretched its limbs, walked slowly to Lin Lian's feet, curled up into a ball, and started Snoring.

Originally, Lin Lian wanted to get up, but he couldn't help the pitiful eyes of the girls in the studio, and touched the tip of his nose embarrassingly, dispelling the idea of ​​going out.

Everyone stared at the little gray cat intently, as if they had never seen a cat in their life. Painting, art exams, etc. were all put on the horizon.

The kitten turned over, revealing its fluffy pure white belly. Lin Lian recalled the actions of others when teasing the cat, put his finger on its neck, and gently slid along the circle of soft fur; Feeling comfortable, it let out a lazy "meow", only to hear the voices of the girls gasping: "Oh my god - how cute!"

Probably because the group of boring humans were too noisy, the kitten stopped lying on the ground, licked its own fur, jumped onto Lin Lian's lap without fear, looked down at the stupid humans condescendingly, and did not respond When he came over, Lin Lian lifted him from his knees and let out a bewildered "meow".

Jiang Cun had just finished editing the paintings for the students outside, when he opened the door and came in, he saw Lin Lian's appearance - the cat with a jade tree in his arms kicked his legs dishonestly. Of course, if judged by the standard of human appearance, Lin Lian smiled and said Standing up and slowly following its fur, one person and one cat were all attracted by the sound of the door opening, and cast their gazes, Jiang Cun couldn't help but stop.

Jiang Cun took the cat that Lin Lian handed over, and didn't notice the envious looks in the small room at all. He just felt that the little fur ball was uncomfortable to hold, so he didn't pay attention all of a sudden, and let it slip away from his hands. He ran back to Lin Lian's feet again.

"Is there a cat in the studio?"

"Just ran out, little rascal."

Lin Lian had an inexplicable fondness for small animals since he was a child. He picked up the cat without a teacher, and teased it for a long time. Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that when he first met Jiang Cun, he was Can't stand Jiang Cun's shining eyes—it's too lethal, so he will agree to his unimaginable requests.

The little gray cat felt that the human beings in front of him were too attentive, and must have malicious intentions, so he hurriedly escaped from his arms and ran outside. Needless to say, the group of mature high school students outside must have the same feelings for small animals in their hearts. Love it so much.

It's just that the girls in the small room are pitiful, they haven't touched them a few times, and I feel a little lost in my heart watching the little cuties drift away.

"Hey, baby," Lin Lian dragged Jiang Cun to a corner and put his arm around his waist, "Why don't we have a cat too? Dogs are also fine, I really like big dogs."

Jiang Cun patted his octopus-like hands away with a calm face, his ears turned red, and ruthlessly revealed the truth: "Are you going to be raised in Tsinghua University or Peking University?"

In terms of ruthlessness, you are still ruthless.

Lin Lian curled his lips, completely ignoring Jiang Cun's flushed cheeks: "That's right, anyway, I already have you at home, so what else is there to support?"

"Hush your voice!" Jiang Cun pulled Lin Lian's hand down with all his strength in shame, but unexpectedly there was the sound of joints moving, and Lin Lian couldn't help laughing.

"Hush?" He asked softly with a smile on his face.

Jiang Cun nodded, only to see that he had an expression of shameless settlement, and stared at the whole room jokingly.

"Kid, did you hear that?"

Shaking his head.

"Student, did you hear that?"

Shaking his head.

"Little sister, did you hear anything?"

Shaking his head.

After tirelessly asking everyone one by one, he turned his head, waiting for Jiang Cun to be deflated: "Look, everyone said they didn't hear."

Watching the trembling of the shoulder pretending to tie shoelaces, the trembling of the shoulder pretending to go out to sharpen the pen, the trembling of the shoulder holding the drawing board high to block the head... Who didn't hear it?Aren't they all secretly laughing at him!

"Brother Lian, I don't want to see you anymore."

Jiang Cun didn't know how cute he was in Lin Lian's heart as his cold fingertips touched his hot cheeks.

The kind that can't be exchanged for ten kittens.