sanguine and depressive

Print out all the academic rubbish you have produced in two weeks, and hand in a copy for each class.The classmate who was in charge of the group presentation of Communication Studies was naturally not me, but I saw my name and division of labor on the last page of the PPT.The first midterm exam of the university is over.

After the exam, I handed over my passport to Wei Chengyu, and he swore, "Leave the rest to me!"There are so many places where it snows, I don't know where he is talking about.

There were several heavy rains in a row at the end of the month, and the temperature at the beginning of December dropped directly to single digits.In the last month of the year, everyone changed into cotton-padded jackets and down jackets.Walking on the road, especially on the bridge, when the strong wind blows, it is like an ice knife gouging out the face.I was the first to have the idea of ​​giving up cycling.

"Good morning." I shrunk my face into the scarf and said to Wei Chengyu who was riding a bicycle.Recently, he likes to ask me to go to Sancanteen to eat Xiaolongbao and beef vermicelli soup in the morning.

"Good morning." He replied, lifting his chin, "Where's your car?"

"I don't want to ride anymore." I replied, "It's too cold to bear."

"Then give me a kiss." He said, "I'll give you a ride."

"But I don't want to ride in the backseat of your car either, fuck my ass," I replied.

After the two phases were weighed, he dropped his bike and caught up with me, pecking me in the face.

We walked slowly along the sidewalk to the cafeteria. Recently, the number of people coming to have breakfast in the morning has decreased significantly. We took the breakfast and sat down at the seats. Wei Chengyu suddenly turned his head and sneezed.

I looked at him and couldn't help frowning: "You don't wear too much, everyone is wearing down jackets." And he was still wearing a sweater with a light jacket, I don't know what kind of demeanor he is insisting on.

Wei Chengyu gave me a perfunctory "hmm" and handed me the chopsticks and vinegar.

Returning to the dormitory after class, I found that Luo Qinyu and Huang Yi were sitting together and having a deep conversation. Each of them held two thick wooden needles in their hands, like antennae or tentacles.

Luo Qinyu turned to see me, and held up the pink semi-finished product in his hand to show: "Does it look good! I learned it from Teacher Huang Yi."

"Are you knitting scarves?" I asked, "Are you giving them away?" Obviously not for yourself, one is pink and the other is turmeric.

Luo Qinyu: "I'll give it to my senior sister, and Huang Yi's to his girlfriend!" Huang Yi hastily covered his mouth: "We haven't started talking yet." Then he turned his head and explained to me: "It's just... I met in a group of fellow villagers who are also from Inner Mongolia, and later found out that I was still in a community, and when I came and went..."

He was shy: "She just said that it's been cold recently. I think I'll knit a scarf for her."

I saw that the ginger scarf he was holding in his hand had already been knitted about halfway, and now he lowered his head and crocheted it twice familiarly, which contrasted with a tiger sniffing a rose.

Luo Qinyu was beside her happily describing her plan: "After my preparations are finished, I ask my senior sister to take a walk on the playground, and let her think it's just a simple walk... Hey, in the end, No! At that time, please ask a kind person to pass me a bouquet of flowers and this scarf, and I will give it to her together."

"...Have you guys really progressed to this point?" I asked hesitantly.

He replied: "Really! It's just that I've always been embarrassed to say it. In fact, we chat on QQ every day and say goodnight to each other. She is always in charge of teaching me in karate class. I have already learned safety and I have to prepare Going to test the orange belt."

Huang Yi: "Are you sure he is interested in you? Maybe he also likes karate and is willing to teach you and chat with you."

"Then what kind of scarf did you knit for your fellow villager?" Luo Qinyu didn't want to be outdone, "I just want to chat with you because you happen to be from Inner Mongolia?!"

Huang Yi stopped talking and started knitting a scarf. Luo Qinyu added: "Can't I...be more proactive! If she really doesn't like me now, then I'll give it away, and the possibility of her liking me may increase. Yeah... When I was in class before, I was always confused about outer and inner parry, Huang Yueyang took the trouble to teach me, he was very patient, really."

He put his hand on my thigh, his eyes were very sincere: "Everyone has feelings, not just plants and trees. You must be able to feel that a person treats you well, Cen Xiao, don't you think so?"

I was immediately convinced by this sentence: "Yes, is it difficult to knit a scarf? I want to knit one too."

In the next two days, in order to knit the scarf quickly, I used various reasons to distract Wei Chengyu every day after class, and went back to the dormitory to work diligently.Huang Yi taught me the basic stitches, and then I can freely develop them.The eyes really got it, and thought it was not difficult, but it was another matter to actually start knitting. Maybe Wei Chengyu was so naive before pinching the fondant penguin.

Huang Yi's work was successfully completed first, and later my speed caught up with Luo Qinyu, but Feng Yucheng caught up with us again - after he saw us weaving, he said that next year was my mother's natal year, and he happened to weave a big red for her.

I unfolded and looked at the gray scarf in my hand, because I was a little proficient in knitting too much, the stitches of the just completed layers were dense and neat, and it seemed that the first section was loose and loose, and the white light of the desk lamp behind me was even exposed through the gap.

I turned around and asked Luo Qinyu holding the half-finished product: "Is the difference between the top and the bottom a bit big..."

"Oh, anyway, you just knit it yourself and wear it for fun, as long as it can keep you warm." He said, "Is there someone knocking on the door? Rhubarb, please open the door."

I squeezed the fluffy scarf in my hand, and decided to tear it down and knit it again. "Who posted a 'Qiqiao Happy House' on the bedroom door?" A familiar voice came from the door.

I quickly opened the drawer and stuffed the scarf in, but it was too late, Luo Qinyu had already said all the words: "You are coming! I posted it because the four of us have been knitting scarves recently. "

"Scarf?" Wei Chengyu came over, pulled out his special plastic stool and sat down, and asked me, "You also knit?"

I pretended to be hard of hearing, and peeled the oranges to eat. He sat close and hugged my shoulders, and pressed my whole body into his arms. He whispered, "Who is it for? It must be for me. I'm afraid I'll be cold." arrive."

I couldn't help but want to laugh. "Damn, you two are so gay!" Luo Qinyu said suddenly from behind, "Hooking shoulders and backs, whispering!"

I hurriedly waved Wei Chengyu's hand away, and stuffed the remaining half of the orange into his hand: "Just kidding."

Wei Chengyu asked, "What's wrong with being gay, are you homophobic?"

"Damn, isn't it..." The smile on Luo Qinyu's face froze in an instant, he looked at me and then at Wei Chengyu, trying to find clues about the connection, "...are you really?"

My mouth was dry for a moment, and before Wei Chengyu could speak, I cut off his words: "Oh no, he was joking."

Luo Qinyu remembered something, and blinked at him ambiguously: "Oh yes, I saw you walking with a beautiful woman last time during my training, is that your girlfriend?"

I froze for a moment, but the play wasn't over yet.Since I am his high school classmate, I should follow suit at this time.

I smiled and said, "Ah! Why don't you tell me this kind of thing!"

Wei Chengyu looked dumbfounded, and turned to look at Luo Qinyu: "When? Why don't I know?"

Luo Qinyu's heart of gossip was immediately ignited, and I wanted to talk to him carefully, so I stood up and gave him my seat: "You guys talk, I'll go to the supermarket."

It was after dinner that most of the students had already returned to the dormitory.Passing through the thin doors in the corridor, some people were laughing, some people might be playing games, and shouted angrily "Damn!"

Walking all the way down from the seventh floor, pushing open the glass door at the bottom of the dormitory, the cold wind whizzed by, a few electric cars were parked in front of Cao, and an orange cat rested against the corner of the wall.I squatted down to block it from the wind, wanted to touch it but was afraid of being bitten, and looked at each other in a stalemate.

After a few seconds, the glass door was pushed open again, and he trotted towards me and squatted beside me: "...Where are you looking at the cat?"

I ignored it, and he squatted beside me for a while, poking me: "Are you angry?"

"No."

"...Do I still have a chance to explain?" He didn't wait for me to answer, "It took me a long time to figure it out. I went to teach elementary school students on Wednesday. Didn't we take the bus back and forth? When we got off the bus, we went back together. At school, that girl happened to be walking next to me, she is my classmate... Next time you go and see with me?"

I shook my head, and he was in a hurry again, grabbed my hand and rubbed it: "...Why did you think of knitting a scarf? Did you knit it for me? It's over, now it's my present Maybe it's not mine anymore..."

I couldn't help but bend my eyes and turn my face away.

"I'm sorry, actually I don't know what I'm...worried about." I thought and said, "Have you noticed that Luo Qinyu's face immediately changed when he heard what you said. I know you are not afraid of others knowing, but I……"

I was a little apprehensive, afraid that he would be like just entering school again, because I would get angry when I said I was a high school classmate, and I was also afraid that he would be disappointed or regret it. Why did he find such a cowardly and timid partner, and he dared not admit the relationship openly, as if he was always worrying about nothing. looking for trouble.

"I know." But Wei Chengyu just squeezed my hand and smiled at me, "If you don't want them to know, then don't talk about it. Anyway, isn't falling in love just for the two of us?"

I saw him smiling at me, and suddenly my heart beat faster, and I said, "Why are you so considerate today?"

"Oh." He was serious, "I just feel that the weather is really cold, and my neck seems to be empty, as if something is missing..."

"Finish knitting immediately!" I felt a little helpless, "I wanted to scare you, why did you suddenly come to bed today?"

"I thought what I did made you angry, you haven't played with me these two days." He stood up first, then pulled me up again, "I want to come here today to apologize."

"You don't even know what you're guilty of, so you take the blame?"

"Yes, I really came prepared. Look." He took out a key from his pocket and patted the little electric donkey standing next to him. "It's cold, don't you want to ride a bicycle?" , I just bought it, and I want to take you for a ride, so maybe you will be moved for a while, and you will forgive me."

He took a long leg first, straddled it, and then moved forward: "Come on, come on, please sit down."

"Will you take other people?" I also sat up, put my hand in his coat pocket, and asked tentatively.

The car shook and started, and he turned his head: "Who are you taking? The co-pilot of the car has never taken anyone else."

I nodded with satisfaction.Although I was embarrassed to ask clearly, I couldn't help but test my words, and I was very happy to get a satisfactory answer, as if I had collected evidence that he liked me very much.

The little electric donkey drove all the way to the back street, and a sweet potato oven was set up on the corner of the street, which was not available in summer, and the air was full of sweet and fragrant smell.

"Do you want roasted sweet potatoes?" He really asked, "I'll buy them."

The grandma who was guarding the stove smiled and packed one for him in a bag. Wei Chengyu trotted back and vividly interpreted what it meant to pick a hot potato.

"Oh, my grass is so hot." His hands seemed to be creating independently, holding steaming sweet potatoes up and down, and persistently peeling people's clothes.

While holding back a smile, I wanted to take it over: "I'll do it."

He immediately turned his back: "I'm coming, don't touch me!"

I was shocked by his chastity, and waited obediently in my pocket. After a while, he handed me the golden, naked sweet potato, and told me: "Be careful of burning."

I stood by the car and split the sweet potato from the middle, and white steam rose from the broken part.Because it was too hot, we couldn't help hissing while eating. We quickly divided a sweet potato like two puppies.

In the following week, the "Qiqiao Happy House" posted on the bedroom door was finally successfully delisted.Huang Yi gave it to his fellow villagers, Feng Yucheng sent it to his mother in his hometown, and mine gave it to the person who said there was something missing in his neck.On Friday night, Luo Qinyu invited Senior Sister Huang to take a walk.

Unfortunately, it was extremely cold that night, with the north wind howling.They were chatting and laughing happily on the playground where there were almost no people. Luo Qinyu was walking, and suddenly one hand was wrapped around the back, the palm facing up, and he beckoned silently and secretly.

After receiving the signal, Huang Yi tiptoed up to us and hung a paper bag on Luo Qinyu's raised finger. Inside was a small bunch of flowers and the pink scarf.

Huang Yueyang was really pleasantly surprised, but judging by her expression, the surprise may be far greater than the joy.We don't know the rest, after completing the task, Huang Yi and Feng Yucheng went back to the dormitory, Wei Chengyu and I went to have supper, and thoughtfully left them space to be alone.

But when he asked the person concerned later, Luo Qinyu denied that he and Huang Yueyang were now a couple.

"But the relationship between the two of us has made great progress." He said, "It can only be said that it is more than a friend, but not a lover!"

The author says:

Maybe it's the relationship between Conan and Mao Lilan