Dressed as the school grass of the heartthrob [the past wears the present]

At this moment, Jiang Yun saw his profile picture change from color to gray, and he went offline.

Just after saying this, he went offline.

Jiang Huan looked at that sentence in a daze, his heart was covered with a layer of gray, and then the feeling of heart block came over, like a violent tornado appeared, dragging him into the dark vortex.

He walked out of the milk tea shop again and stood at the intersection. Just when he didn't know which direction to go, he suddenly heard a burst of applause and cheers.

It came from the street directly in front of him. He followed the crowd, and the shouts gradually approached. When he walked over, he saw that there was a dragon and lion dance over there, accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, and it was very lively. Many people came here to watch the performance, singing and laughing.

Jiang Yun felt that his current state of mind could not integrate into the noisy environment, so he was about to leave, but before turning around, he was caught by a figure in white who suddenly broke in.

A young man dressed in white came out from behind the dragon and lion, with a blue skateboard under his feet, floating into his world like a fairy from the nine heavens.

The person on the skateboard was wearing a spotless white Hanfu, with straight shoulders and a narrow waist, with a handsome and elegant figure, and his clothes danced in the night wind, bringing a gust of elegant and refreshing wind.

Under his short, broken hair, he wore a red headband with a nine-tailed fox embroidered on it, making him even more handsome.He danced with the dragon and lion next to him, and he slid in whichever way the dragon and lion danced, like a young dragon warrior flying with a sword.

Jiang Yun was stunned, at this moment Song Yu looked very much like the handsome young master of Zhilan Yushu in Chang'an City.

He was nodding and smiling at himself from such a long distance, Jiang Yun only took one look, and was already immersed in this smile and couldn't extricate himself.

He slid in front of himself, stretched out his hand towards himself, and handed a cup of milk tea to his palm.

"Give me back a cup, Hongdou Acacia."

Jiang took it in a daze, his palm touched the wall of the milk tea cup, and a warm air spread to his palm. The haze, bitterness, loneliness and emptiness in his heart were swept away, and he was filled with warmth instead. replace.

Looking at the cup of red bean milk tea in his hand, he remembered the last time he gave him milk tea, he said, "Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

Thinking about it now is really embarrassing.

However, why did he order another cup of red bean lovesickness for himself today?

Lovesickness... lovesickness, is he also thinking about himself?

He felt that he hadn't seen Song Yu for a long, long time, and seeing him here now felt like a world away.

"You..." Jiang Yun was about to speak when Song Yu skated away.

"Song Yu, aren't you in Beijing? When did you come back?"

Jiang Yun took milk tea and chased it out, Song Yu got into the lion dance team, those lions were dancing back and forth around the center of the square, not giving him a chance to get in.

"Song Yu, come out, I have something to ask you."

Song Yu still smiled brightly at him, "Let's talk about it after you catch up with me."

His provocation aroused Jiang Yun's fighting spirit, he followed a lion dancer in front of him, and when he saw the timing, he suddenly put his hand on the lion's back, lifted his long legs, and jumped into the center of the lion group .

The people around saw that Jiang Yun jumped so high that he jumped over the lion's body all of a sudden, and they all exclaimed.

Song Yu was still skating inside without stopping, his white robe brushed past Jiang Yun's body, and the light gauze slipped away from his fingertips, Jiang Yun could grab the sleeve as long as he stretched out his hand.

However, Jiang Yun was afraid that he would fall, so he controlled his hand and did not grab it.

Song Yu slid around him and said, "Jiang Yun, do you think I look like a handsome young man who rides a horse and sees all the flowers in Chang'an in this dress?"

Jiang Yun was amused by his words, and said, "Like a bumpkin who has never been to Chang'an."

"Yes, I'm a bumpkin. Then what are you? Meat bun?"

Jiang Yun smiled and said, "Then is it the bumpkin coveting the meat bun, or the meat bun coveting the bumpkin?"

"Cough..." Song Yu coughed violently and almost fell off the skateboard.He hastily waved his hands and said, "Sorry, I only eat dirt, not bumpkins."

Jiang Yun asked him back with a smile, "That is to say, do you like meat buns?"

"I...I..." He stammered, "I love to drink Da Taipei."

It turned out that he was still holding a cup of milk tea in his wide sleeve robe, so he slid to his side, picked up the cup of milk tea and touched the one in Jiang Yun's hand, "Come on, cheers."

Jiang was dazed, he also inserted the tube and took a sip.

It turned out that red bean lovesickness is this kind of taste, and he experienced it for the first time.

The long-term longing for many days has been diluted by this cup of sweet milk tea. There is nothing happier than seeing the person you miss standing in front of you.

Jiang Yun suddenly wanted to tease him, and said, "Student, let me ask you a question. Do you know what is psychic sensory hysteria Clostridium capillary turuses syndrome?"

"What the hell?" Song Yu showed a black question mark face.

"Heh, scumbag." Jiang Yun left him this question, turned around and walked out of the lion dance team.

Song Yu had never heard of the thing he was talking about. After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. He chased it out on a skateboard, "See if you can do it, so you have the nerve to call me a scumbag?"

Jiang Yun smiled and said: "Anyway, you don't know, you are a scumbag."

"Then tell me what it is?" Song Yu followed beside him relentlessly.

"Go back and check it yourself."

"Can't you tell me? The point is that I can't remember what the pile of stuff you just said is. How can I check it?"

Jiang Yun didn't believe him, "Stop pretending, it's not that I don't know that you are a hidden master. You can't remember just 21 words?"

"Okay, I think you're praising me."

It was obvious that Jiang Yun was chasing him just now, but now it was him chasing Jiang Yun.

They left the square and walked towards the streets with fewer people.Song Yu glanced at him, and finally asked anxiously: "Jiang Yun, you just said you wanted to ask me something, what is it?"

Jiang Yun stopped and looked at him with both eyes. Seeing his serious expression, Song Yu wondered if he realized that he was dancing with a bottle, right?

Unexpectedly, what Jiang fainted in a second was, "Where are the clothes you bought for me?"

"what?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to buy me a Hanfu? Why are you still wearing it yourself?"

Song Yu complained: "I bought it, and I'm keeping it at home. You said you haven't seen me for so long, and you don't know how to care about me, you only care about your clothes."

"Didn't I just see you dancing and dancing. It seems that you are living a very nourishing life."

Song Yu stared at the lily in his hand, wondering: "Why do you have a bunch of flowers in your hand?"

The light in Jiang Yun's eyes dimmed, he moved his lips, and said sadly: "Actually, today is the anniversary of my family's death, but I can't go back to worship them."

"Ah... I'm sorry." Song Yu suddenly realized his weird behavior today, ran to the mountain alone, and still didn't reply to his message. It turned out that there was a reason for all this, and it was such a sad reason.

"I'll take you somewhere." Song Yu dragged Jiang Yun to run together.As he stepped on the skateboard, a gust of soft wind swept over Jiang Yun's face.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"Just follow me. Why waste so much talking?"

Song Yu went to the grocery store to buy some things, and Jiang Yun carried them.They gradually moved away from the busy streets and the noisy crowd, and came to a secluded greenway.

Green grass and flowers are planted all over the ground, but it is winter now, and the grasses are all sleepy, deaf and pulling their heads, without any energy, just like Jiang Yun today.

Song Yu walked ahead on a skateboard, and he followed behind, "I've never been here before, and I found that you can always find places that others can't find."

"That's because I was always messing around when I was a child. There is nothing in this area that I, Song Yu, can't find."

Jiang Yun saw how proud he said, "Oh, quite proud."

They walked farther and farther along this greenway, until they stopped at a small off-white house. The house was small in size, but it had two floors. There were already slight damages on the outer wall, and it could be seen that it was old. up.

There was a small path on the edge of the house, Song Yu put away his skateboard and stepped into that path.

Jiang Yun asked: "What place is this?"

"This is the river management office that was first built before, and it has been abandoned for many years. When I came here to play when I was a child, I could still meet an old man sitting here, but now I don't know where he went."

They were at the back of the house just now, and now they walked to the front of the house. Jiang Yun watched him take out a key from the top of the window sill, opened the door and walked in, wondering: "So skilled? Do you come here often? "

"Yes, I used to come here to sit for a while when I was in a bad mood."

The first floor was basically empty, and there was nothing there. He followed Song Yu up the stairs to the second floor. The second floor was also very empty, with a rectangular balcony, a long desk, and a wooden chair.

"Ah! Luckily, the kerosene lamp is still there." Song Yu walked to the table, and there was an old-fashioned kerosene lamp on the table, "Come on, Jiang Yun, wipe it clean. I'll wipe the table."

Jiang Yun took out a pack of toilet paper that Song Yu had just bought from his bag, and he tore a few to wipe the lamp. He asked curiously, "What is this?"

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you ignorant? Have you never seen the world? It's really low..."

Jiang Han clenched his hands into fists and made a crackling sound, which was the sound of bones twisting. Song Yu immediately froze when he heard it, "Oh, I'm low, I'm low, okay? This is the kerosene lamp Ah, when I was a child, I used it when the power went out, but now I don’t use it much, and I use candles instead.”

The lamp is in the shape of a gourd, with an iron handle on it, a transparent glass shade in the middle, and a round iron base below.

Jiang Yun wiped it very carefully, from top to bottom three times, and finally wiped off the dust accumulated on it. This lamp has been used for a long time. Although he has wiped it clean, he still can't return it Original brand new condition.