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Jiang Cun's face was still flushed, but this time it was probably not because he saw Lin Lian, but because he was sick.He nodded obediently, and followed behind Lin Lian. Before he went up a few stairs, he felt his head hit something hard, and suddenly he was so painful that he couldn't speak, and he covered his head.

Hearing the muffled sound, Lin Lian suddenly realized that he forgot to remind him to go up the stairs and pay attention to the fire hydrant.

The fire hydrants on the first floor were installed in an extremely unreasonable way. Few people who went upstairs for the first time did not get knocked on the head. I ran downstairs as well as upstairs, I don't know how many times I was hit.

This time he bumped into Lin Lian's heart, he really couldn't change it, he couldn't turn back.

He just wanted to pull Jiang Cun, when he saw Jiang Cun leaning over, limp and without any strength.

He reached out to cover his forehead, which was hot.

"Cold plus high fever Buff, what are you holding on to? Do you want to die?"

He carried Jiang Cun on his back and was about to go up, when he heard Jiang Cun, who was almost delirious with fever, moaning: "Don't carry me...I can walk..."

"Okay, I'll let you down and you go and give me a try?"

If it wasn't for the fact that the person on his back was sick, Lin Lian immediately wanted to throw him over his shoulder to clear his mind.

It's such a fucking time, the eighth floor, how do you go up there?

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Lian's most annoying type of person was Jiang Cun.

Although the relationship between the two people is already very close, they still have to be the same as treating strangers, politely decline, politely greet, politely thank you, say "yes" but never say "yes", Also add a cute smiling emoji.

What he wants are friends, not so-called politeness.

The way he wants to get along is not "Oh, you look so good", "Thank you too", but "□□ Mom, are you going out for dinner today" or "I won't go".He just wants the two of them to release their true nature without any scruples, and don't need to be careful about "whether I said this wrong".

The heaviest object Lin Lian has ever carried is a schoolbag. At this time, he is carrying a patient on his back and crawling with some difficulty.While going upstairs, he was thinking wildly.

Jiang Cun didn't answer, and fell on Lin Lian's back, very relieved, probably really burned out, and started rambling.

When he said something, Lin Lian responded, as if they were singing a double reed.

In fact, in the future getting along, Lin Lian found that Jiang Cun actually had a lot of words, but he was never willing to express his emotions directly, so he always looked cold and isolated from the world.

"Brother Lian, it's fine when you hug me, or when you carry me. I hope that if I'm a child, I can rely on you all the time."

"You can also rely on me now."

"I actually... like you quite a bit. What I said nonsense last time was the kind of love that I want to fall in love with."

"I want to date you too."

"But that day... I don't know what happened. I was afraid that someone would confess to me. I remembered that a girl confessed to me in the past, but I always hurt people's feelings... My brain became hot, and my depression was a bit serious. , and ran away."

"Sorry, I was too hasty."

"I have prosopagnosia, and I can't remember other people's faces. But in fact, when I saw you for the first time, I remembered you, although not through the face..."

"Of course, you brother Lian is number one in the world." Lin Lian paused for a moment. He didn't expect that Jiang Cun really had depression, let alone prosopagnosia. Remember mine?"

"Didn't I tell you..."

Lin Lian was puzzled. He had the impression that Jiang Cun had never mentioned the topic to him. When he asked again, he seemed to have fallen asleep, and said a few perfunctory "um" and stopped talking.

When he got home, he lifted off the dust cover on the sofa, took off his coat and put it on the sofa, and covered him with a clean quilt from the top of the closet, took cold medicine and mixed it with clean chopsticks .

He rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find fever-reducing patches and various cold medicines, carefully read the instructions for the medicines, and wiped Jiang Cun's sweat from time to time... Lin Lian made two "tsk tsk", this is the first time someone has enjoyed VIP-level treatment .

Jiang Cun, who was sick, was quite obedient. He drank the medicine and lay down again, saying that he couldn't sleep and wanted to listen to a bedtime story.

"How cute you are at a young age," Lin Lian casually pulled out a copy of "The Book of Songs" from the bookshelf, "It's a pity, brother Lian, why do you like this."

He is like raising a child, and he has a sense of accomplishment in his heart.

After Jiang Cun breathed evenly, he put the book down and looked at the sleeping person carefully.

The dark circles under the eyes are too heavy, and there is a purple line under the lower eyelid, and another circle of blue, which makes people feel distressed.The hair has been trimmed, it is not as long as when I first saw it, and I cut some broken bangs in front.It felt heavy when carrying him, but he looked much thinner than before, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He also doesn't know anything about art students. In his impression, few people who take the road of art around him really love it. It's all because of poor grades in cultural subjects and unwillingness to work hard.

That's why everyone has such a big prejudice against art students. They always feel that they have to embark on this path because of poor grades.

But Jiang Cun is different.

If he concentrates on studying cultural subjects, Lin Lian feels that he may not be able to pass him in the exam.

He knows how hard Jiang Cun works. He draws and draws every day until he returns home in the early morning, and he has to memorize vocabulary and read formulas, and use all the spare time to study.Even in such a high-pressure environment, he can still be like a tireless spinning top. There are more than 200 students in the grade, and his final grade in the first year of high school is around [-] in the grade.

What's more, the difficulty of teaching in the main city is different from that in districts and counties.

After looking through the Weibo with the id of Taoist Peach Planting, Lin Lian found that since Jiang Cun registered, he would post the same content every New Year's Day.

Four words, very simple, "Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts".

His Weibo profile is the same all year round, "I see the intersection of dreams is a bit narrow".

Lin Lian doesn't have any dreams, if he really has one, he just wants to be an ordinary person and blend into thousands of vague faces.

But the person he likes is shining brightly and moving towards the future.

Excellence is not scary, and talent is not scary. The scary thing is that even though he has the qualifications to stand at the top of the pyramid, he is still enthusiastic and tirelessly working towards his goal.

"Jiang Cun, you always say that you are not good enough for me. In fact, it should be the other way around. To be honest, meeting you is probably the luckiest thing in my life."

Jiang Cun slept from morning to three o'clock in the afternoon, which was probably the most peaceful time he slept since the training camp.After eating a little porridge cooked by Lin Lian, his body temperature was measured at 37.2 degrees Celsius, with a slight high fever, and he was dragged away for another injection.

In fact, he has never had an injection since kindergarten. One is that he rarely gets sick, and the other is that injections are painful, but he is afraid of pain.He was also embarrassed to tear off his trousers to show to others. He was always a bit ashamed when he grew up.He still remembers the injections when he was sick when he was a child, especially the pain, and he shudders when he thinks about it.

He may be particularly vulnerable when he is sick, and he is a person who is prone to tears when he is emotional. When he hears that he needs an injection, his tears will fall like broken beads out of psychological fear. down.

"I'm not going." He nestled on the sofa and turned his head.

Lin Lian shunned him: "Hey, go ahead, the infusion is better than the injection."

"I dont go."

Jiang's attitude was very firm, and Lin Lian had no choice but to force another way once he changed his former obedient bunny appearance.

gentle?It is impossible to be gentle, and you will never be gentle in this life.

He forcefully lifted the quilt and dragged him to the ground, pressed Jiang Cun, who was weak due to illness, tightly imprisoned him in his arms, gently bit Jiang Cun's ear, every word he said was in his heart There was steam in the neck, and the tone of voice was very provocative, like a veteran in love seducing a simple little boy: "This is my home, have you figured it out? Brother Jiang Cun?"

He deliberately bit the word "brother", and his voice rose to a new level, implying that in my house, I can do whatever I want.Do you choose to be suppressed by me here, and maybe do other things, or do you choose to obediently get the injection?

Lin Lian went to the office to peek at Jiang Cun's personal information. He was born in the same year as himself, but his birthday is in March and his own is in August.

"If you don't go down, I'm going to be hard." Jiang Cun said softly, the temperature of his cheeks rose again, he couldn't move, felt something clinging to his butt, and his heart beat more and more.

"Then you are tough, so I can move on to the next step."

As he said that, in order to carry the old hooligan to the end, he hugged Jiang Cun tighter, strangling him until he was out of breath, and with one hand he was about to unbutton and zipper Jiang Cun's trousers, through the thin The moment the cloth felt the skin, Jiang Cun trembled visibly, panting hurriedly and surrendering: "I'm going to get an injection, let me go."

"Oh, it would be nice to admit defeat early, I have to let people eat tofu, tsk tsk tsk."

The tone of voice was as mean as ever, and Lin Lian even winked at the flushed Jiang Cun, for fear that the wink he cast was not enchanting enough.

"Brother Lian... you are so flirtatious..."

Lin Lian was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into a wild laugh. It was the first time he saw the calm Jiang Cun say such words. He wished he could buy himself a pennant to hang around his neck. The picture in his mind had automatically switched to "Jiang Cun's new tone." get".

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha thank you brother for the compliment, I love you."

"..."

Jiang Cun was speechless, deeply doubting whether Lin Lian was a human or a sand sculpture.

After the injection came out, Jiang Cun wanted to eat potato chips again. Lin Lian looked at his bright eyes and couldn't refuse, and pinched his brows with a headache: "You are so sick and still eat?"

"Tomato."

"It's really shameless. After sleeping in someone's house for a day, I still have to make progress."

"I'm only pushing my feet against you."

"Where did you learn that swear word?"

"Wechat chat records, Handsome Lin sent it to me."

Lin Lian had a deep understanding of what it meant to be self-inflicted, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Have you read all the records?"

"Well... I've memorized it all..."

"Shut up. Or I'll kiss you."

Jiang Cun hesitated and stopped talking.

He's gone through all the records—Lin Lian felt as if he had knocked over a seasoning bottle. It turns out that Jiang Cun has been feeling bad these days.He knows Jiang Cun's character better than anyone else, and in those days when he didn't mention a word, he couldn't tell how many days he had to endure.He doesn't like to talk and is face-blind. He will definitely not be able to make good friends in the studio. The exercises are boring and tasteless. All he can do is turn over the records and read them one by one.

It's just that he still underestimated Jiang Cun's interpersonal relationship, as if he really came to the end of all hardships, he was still doing well in the new studio, and the whole class would share with him no matter what interesting things they encountered, even if Jiang Cun I can't remember what they looked like, and no one rejects him - everyone is basically a high school student, and their minds are relatively mature.

"Actually, I'm in good health. When I came back to see you, my nerves relaxed and I fell ill."

"I know." Lin Lian took his hand, and the two's little fingers hooked together, "You miss me."

He turned his head to stare at Jiang Cun again, and laughed: "So I suggest you better not like me."

Jiang Cun's breath was stagnant.

"I suggest you become Lin Lian's boyfriend directly."

He looked into his eyes with a solemn expression, and his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles. There was neither sky nor ocean in them; many people liked him because of his beautiful eyes, but now those eyes only contained Jiang. Save one person.

His vision is too small, he can only live in Jiang Cun, and his mind is too narrow, he can only live in Jiang Cun.