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Chu Yan hadn't spoken to Huo Qiao for a long time.

They were obviously sitting together, but the two of them suddenly stopped communicating, as if they were back when they were strangers at first.

Gradually, Chu Yan began to regret it.

If he hadn't asked Huo Qiao for leave, at least he could go to Yulan Huating every school night and spend more time with Huo Qiao.

He thought it would be easier for him to make this decision, but no, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Every day when Chu Yan sat on the subway after school, he would be in a daze for a long time.

He would wonder if Huo Qiao had a good meal and what he was going to do at night.

Sometimes he would turn on send and watch everyone chatting in the "Back Row Friendship Club" group.

Huo Qiao would come out to speak almost only when asked, and he didn't usually erupt.

Chu Yan clicked on the chat interface between him and Huo Qiao. The last chat was a week ago.

He shared a recipe of mutton soup with Huo Qiao, and said to Huo Qiao excitedly: "I have learned how to make mutton soup, I will make it for you next time."

Fearing that Huo Qiao would know the smell of mutton, he also said, "I will get rid of the smell."

After a while, Huo Qiao replied, "Okay."

Chu Yan lowered his eyes sadly.

Huo Qiao can hardly post on Moments, and Chu Yan can't spy out his recent life from Huo Qiao's empty Moments.

He sighed, speeded up his homework and the study plan he had made for himself, and began to wrestle with the scarf that had tortured him for a long time.

Chu Yan thinks that he is really stupid. He knits and disassembles just a scarf, but he can't achieve what he wants to achieve. So far, the progress is still very little.

The quarrel between him and Huo Qiao lasted for a while, before Lu Kaisheng and the others discovered it.

First of all, the two of them usually don't speak, and their state is completely different from before.

It's okay to say once or twice, and everyone can't help but whisper to themselves after a long time.

In the past, Chu Yan could be said to be Huo Qiao's little tail, especially after school, basically he would follow Huo Qiao wherever he went, but now Chu Yan catches the subway home alone every day.

The same is true when chatting in the group, when everyone is chatting together, you and I and I and you from time to time, but Huo Qiao and Chu Yan have no interaction at all, and they hardly even speak in the group.

Even the "team building" at noon of the make-up class on Saturdays, Chu Yan refused on the grounds that he wanted to study, and followed Luo Shujie to the classroom.

Xiao Chengcheng asked Chu Yan worriedly, but Chu Yan shook his head and said sullenly, "It's my problem."

Qin Mo and Lu Kaisheng also asked Huo Qiao once when they were going to the bathroom, but Huo Qiao just raised his eyelids indifferently, and the words "mind your own business" stopped them from asking.

For a while, everyone had no choice.

If you want to change to a talkative one, they may still be able to think enthusiastically about how to help.

But even though Huo Qiao is much easier to get along with than before, he is still cold in his bones.

Although Chu Yan looked well-behaved, everyone also found that he was the kind of person who was bored in his heart.

……

Time flies like water, and it will soon be the end of November.

After passing the midterm exams one after another in the first and second grades of high school, it was the turn of the third year.

It happened to be a working day after the exam, and within two days, the teachers sent out the corrected papers, and the results were counted.

This time Chu Yan took second place in the class, and Luo Shujie came back first.

It's worth mentioning that Huo Qiao was ranked fifth in the class this time.

Chu Yan was very happy for Huo Qiao, but when he wanted to congratulate Huo Qiao, Huo Qiao had already stuffed all the test papers into the desk with his eyes downcast.

As if he didn't take it to heart at all.

Chu Yan paused, and swallowed what he wanted to say.

He lowered his eyes and thought, now he can't praise Huo Qiao as freely as before.

Thinking back to the past, Chu Yan realized how indulgent Huo Qiao was to him at that time.

However, as Huo Qiao erected the barrier of indifference again, it was difficult for him to enter Huo Qiao's world.

……

It always gets dark early in winter, and the weather has dropped suddenly in the past few days. Chu Yan pulled the zipper of the padded jacket to the top before he dared to put on his schoolbag and walk out of the classroom.

When he went downstairs, Huo Qiao and Lu Kaisheng fell behind.

Chu Yan passed the corner, one flight of stairs ahead of Huo Qiao.

Huo Qiao looked down at Chu Yan's drooping brows and eyes, and frowned imperceptibly.

He thought, he has already followed Chu Yan's wish not to bother him anymore, so why is Chu Yan still unhappy watching it?

Chu Yan followed the crowd onto the subway.

The heating in the subway was fully turned on, and he pulled down his collar a little, revealing a section of his fair neck.

He was squeezed into a corner, leaning against a pillar in a daze, and suddenly heard the girl next to him tell someone that there was a musical fountain at Xiuhong Bridge.

Chu Yan suddenly thought about it, and told Wang Mei that he would not go to the restaurant for dinner today, and then checked the address of Xiuhong Bridge, and took a few subway lines to get there.

It was already dark, but people could still see the Xiuhong Bridge, and in the distance was a large elliptical artificial lake, which had only been built for a few years, and this was the first time for Chu Yan to come here.

The crowd surrounded layer after layer, and Chu Yan couldn't stand in front, but he was not short, and he could see the lake even when he looked up.

I saw that the fountain gushing out of the lake was higher than the other waves. After rising high, it lasted for a while and then fell suddenly. The lake surface seemed to be drenched with waves and rain.

Accompanied by music and magnificent lights, the fountain turns into a dragon soaring all the way, the dragon hides, and there is an eagle spreading its wings...

Every time the fountain changed a pattern, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

The person standing in front of Chu Yan held the gimbal recording fountain, and gradually raised his arms higher and higher, covering Chu Yan's sight.

He simply looked at the person's screen recording, and found that he could see it more clearly.

Chu Yan blinked and smiled.

After the fountain show ended, most of the originally gathered crowd dispersed quickly.

The music and lights are removed, and the lake returns to normal.

Chu Yan walked up to Xiuhong Bridge, leaned on the railing and looked towards the lake.

A bright moon hangs in the sky and is reflected in the lake.

Today is a very bright month.

Chu Yan suddenly remembered that night at Xiting Lake, when he and Huo Qiao were sitting on the embankment.

On the other side, there are red lanterns and candles and faint singing, and there are faint sounds of wind and rustling insects around them.

Huo Qiao told him about himself, and then vulnerablely buried his head on his shoulder.

——This may be the closest distance between them in this life.

Chu Yan remembered that there was also a moon that day, and the moon wobbled down in the creek.

Both he and Huo Qiao watched the moon for a long time.

Looking at the bright moon in the lake, Chu Yan suddenly felt that Huo Qiao was like the moon to him.

He can see it, but not touch it.

The closest thing to the moon is to see its reflection in the water.

Everyone can see the moon, but he has no moon of his own.

Huo Qiao is not his moon either.

……

The next day Chu Yan got up early, got off the subway and walked to the gate of No. [-] High School.

There is a small stall selling breakfast at the gate of the school. From time to time, students who have not had breakfast or boarding students who do not want to eat in the cafeteria come to buy food.

Passing by a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes, Chu Yan saw Lao Lu.

He was taken aback.

Lao Lu was talking to his grandfather who sold roasted sweet potatoes, and he was fuming when he spoke.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Chu Yan, and Lao Lu smiled and waved to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan was startled for a moment, but still walked over.

Lao Lu asked him: "It's so early? Have you eaten yet?"

Chu Yan nodded, "I've eaten."

Lao Lu waved his hand, "It's okay, the teacher will treat you to another roasted sweet potato."

He said: "Eating roasted sweet potatoes in winter is the most comfortable."

Chu Yan wanted to refuse, but Lao Lu said again: "Don't refuse, just take care of the old man's business."

He took two roasted sweet potatoes from the old man and handed one to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan had no choice but to take it. The roasted sweet potatoes were warm, and it was very warm to hold in his hands.

Lao Lu ate as he walked, even boasting that it was delicious.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he said to Chu Yan: "It seems that you are not in a good state recently, is it too much pressure or something?"

He looked at Chu Yan: "I didn't sleep well last night, did I?"

Chu Yan was stunned.

Recently, because of something on his mind, his condition is really not good.

He pursed his lips, "There is no teacher, it's just that I haven't had a good rest recently."

After thinking about it, Chu Yan said, "I won't delay my study."

Lao Lu let out a "bad" sound, "I'm not worried about your studies. Although you didn't get the first place in the class this time, your grades are still very good. Both you and Luo Shujie have good academic foundations, and no one can be the first." strangeness."

He smiled and said: "I'm more worried about your state than this, but you can't rest well. You are at a critical moment, so you should try to get enough sleep so as not to drag your body down."

Chu Yan nodded, "I see, thank you teacher."

Lao Lu looked at him again, "You and Huo Qiao..."

Chu Yan's heart tightened.

Then I heard Lao Lu say again: "Forget it, I won't get involved in the affairs of you young people. Children of your age always have their own attention. But if you don't want to be at the same table, you can change seats..."

Before Lao Lu finished speaking, Chu Yan was stunned.

He looked at Lao Lu blankly: "Yes... Huo Qiao wants to change seats?"

He didn't even notice that his voice was trembling.

Old Lu was taken aback by his pale face, and quickly waved his hands, "Oh no, that's all I said."

Chu Yan looked at him with wide eyes, and after confirming again and again, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He drooped his eyelashes, and said softly but stubbornly, "I want to be at the same table as Huo Qiao."

-

In mid-December, Lao Lu announced the news of the New Year's Day party in class.

It is said that it is the New Year's Day party, but the time is actually set on the last day of the year, the night of December 12st.

There was a burst of enthusiastic shouts in the classroom.

The annual New Year's Day party is a repertoire of No. [-] Middle School, and everyone in the third year of high school has been worried that they will not have their part in this New Year's Day party.

Lao Lu pressed his palm down to signal for everyone to be quiet.

"Originally, the school did consider that students in the third year of high school would not participate, but this is your last time in high school, so it still gives you a chance to relax."

Lao Lu smiled, "So, if anyone wants to perform, they can sign up as long as they don't delay their studies."

The news of the New Year's Eve party brought a touch of color to the dreary senior year of high school.

Although there is still some time before the party, everyone is already looking forward to it.

At the beginning of December, Su Nianqing finished the joint art exam, and the next school exam will be next year.

His painting skills are very good, and he doesn't worry about the upcoming exams, so he took over the preparations for the New Year's Eve party together with the students from the student union.

Once Chu Yan met him at the school gate, Su Nianqing asked with a smile, "Chu Yan, do you want to come to perform?"

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, and quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Su Nianqing looked at him and asked back, "Are you sure you don't want it?"

He smiled and said, "All teachers and students in the school will participate in the New Year's Eve party. Do you want to leave a strong mark in your high school career?"

"Any kind of poetry recitation or speech is fine," Su Nianqing looked at Chu Yan with interest, and suggested, "How about I play the piano and you sing?"

Chu Yan didn't want to make a big mark on his high school career.

He attended high school twice, both lackluster.

However, when Su Nianqing said that all teachers and students in the school would participate, Chu Yan suddenly thought of Huo Qiao.

He thought, if he performed at the party, could Huo Qiao remember him better?

Thinking of this, Chu Yan plucked up the courage to say, "Can I play the violin?"

Hearing his words, Su Nianqing looked at him in surprise.

"You know the violin? Of course."

Chu Yan nodded. He had practiced the violin for a while before, but now he was unfamiliar with it.

He said embarrassedly: "But I don't have a piano, can the school borrow it?"

Su Nianqing looked at him again in surprise, and smiled: "There are music classrooms, public ones. I'll take you to borrow one then."

So Chu Yan made an appointment with Su Nianqing, and added piano practice to his itinerary.

……

One week before Huo Qiao's birthday, Chu Yan finally finished knitting the scarf he gave to Huo Qiao.

The gray wool scarf is long, warm and soft.

The pattern was woven by Chu Yan with great difficulty. Although it was not particularly good, Chu Yan felt that it was the best he could do.

He also deliberately ticked an "H" logo with a black line.

After preparing the gift, Chu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Besides, he also wanted to make a cake for Huo Qiao.

Chu Yan used to learn how to make cakes in cooking classes.

It's just that he hasn't done it for a long time, and he feels a little uncertain.

He plans to go to a DIY bakery to practice a few times, but he is afraid that it will not taste good after a long time after he makes it.

After much deliberation, Chu Yan decided to make it for Huo Qiao at Yulan Huating, where the kitchen happened to have an oven.

But the premise of all this is that Huo Qiao will agree.

When going to school that day, Chu Yan was very nervous.

He wanted to ask about Huo Qiao's birthday arrangements. If Huo Qiao had plans for his birthday that day, he could only give him a scarf.

If Huo Qiao didn't arrange and refused him to go to Yulan Huating again, Chu Yan would like to cook Huo Qiao a birthday meal and make a cake by himself.

Chu Yan's palms were sweating a little, because Huo Qiao's expression was very cold, and he never found a chance to talk to Huo Qiao.

After school was over after a while, Huo Qiao pushed the chair away to leave.

In a hurry, Chu Yan subconsciously reached out and grabbed Huo Qiao's clothes.

Feeling his clothes being pulled, Huo Qiao paused, and looked down at Chu Yan.

Chu Yanchang's long eyelashes trembled, and he looked up at Huo Qiao.

"Huo Qiao." Chu Yan called out.

After almost a month, he finally spoke to Huo Qiao.

Huo Qiao looked at him, suppressed the complex emotions in his eyes, and said lightly, "What's the matter?"

Chu Yan was a little uneasy, but decided to ask his own question.

He said, "Is there any arrangement for your birthday?"

Chu Yan was afraid that Huo Qiao didn't understand what he meant, so he added, "It's decided to spend time with friends..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Huo Qiao's faint voice, "No."

Chu Yan subconsciously raised his black deer eyes to look at him, and heard Huo Qiao say, "There is no arrangement."

His little deer eyes were a little wet at first because of anxiety, but after hearing Huo Qiao's words clearly, his cute eyes slowly widened and lit up with joy.

"Then, can I go to Royal Orchid Garden on your birthday?"

Chu Yan whispered, "I want to make you a cake."

Huo Qiao looked at him. In fact, Chen Xingye and the others had already said that they would celebrate his birthday at that time.

It's just that as soon as Chu Yan mentioned it, Huo Qiao would not hesitate to let others dove.

Chu Yan looked at him nervously, but Huo Qiao would never refuse him.

Huo Qiao stared at Chu Yan for a long time, his brow bones were stern and his jaw line was sharp.

His handsome face was always indifferent.

Chu Yan waited for Huo Qiao's verdict like a believer on trial.

He thought that Huo Qiao was going to refuse, and felt very sad.

But unexpectedly, I heard Huo Qiao say:

"Didn't the fingerprint lock of Yulan Huating be given to you a long time ago?"

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