Qiushuiyiren GL

"Ji Shui!"

Yi Ran woke up from her dream calling her name.

How long has it been since I dreamed of her?It's been a long, long time, so long that I can't seem to remember her appearance clearly.Thinking about it, Yi Ran looked at the alarm clock, it was 06:30, it was time to get up.

Stretch out, tie up your hair, brush your teeth and wash your face, it's a new day.

Putting the milk into the microwave, Yi Ran tried to think about the dream just now while spreading jam on the slice of bread——the moment she opened her eyes, she forgot all about it, and only remembered dreaming about her.

Forget it, forget it, Yi Ran shook her head.

The phone rang, and it belonged to Hu Xiaobing. Yi Ran pressed the loudspeaker and asked while drinking milk, "What's the matter?"

"Is husband's ward rounds a big deal?" Hu Xiaobing's tone was clearly teased.

"If you have something to talk about, hang up if you have nothing to do." Yi Ran was not in the mood to joke with him.

"Let's get down to business then. Yi Ran, it's our first wedding anniversary, let's have dinner together tonight."

"Is it necessary?"

"Yes! You have to take a photo and post it on your Moments to make everyone envious, jealous, and hate it, so you can look like a loving couple. I'll pick you up tonight?"

"it is good."

Is it a year?So fast, yes so fast, it has been five years since we separated from her.Yi Ran hangs up the phone, staring at the remaining half glass of milk in a daze. They have only been in love for one year, and they have been separated for five years. It has been six years in total. Time always catches people off guard.

How did you meet her?

Yi Ran's thoughts went back to the autumn six years ago, the evening when I first met her.

In September of that year, Yi Ran was 24 years old and was studying in the third year of graduate school at Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts.That day, her tutor Fang Tinghai was going to Peking University to meet an old friend who was engaged in aesthetics. Fang Tinghai thought that his research would be helpful to Yi Ran, so he brought her along.

After Fang Tinghai finished meeting with his old friend, Yi Ran didn't go back to school with him, but went for a walk in Weiming Lake alone.She doesn't come to Peking University very often, but she is no stranger to it. After all, Tsinghua University and Peking University are neighbors, and it is very convenient for students from both sides to visit each other.She is from Shandong, and she is in her third year of graduate school. She is faced with the question of whether to stay in Beijing or return to her hometown, as well as her graduation work and graduation thesis.It’s easy to talk about whether to stay or not, she can go wherever the job is good, and her graduation work is easy to say, writing is her strong point, only the graduation thesis is a difficult task, and the thought of tens of thousands of words in the thesis makes her head dizzy, she has to go to the lake Take a breath, and by the way, think about how to pass the paper smoothly.

The breeze is blowing, and the weeping willows are fluttering.In the evening of September, the heat of the afternoon is less, and it brings a bit of coolness, and the smell of autumn is getting stronger.

Yi Ran had no intention of admiring the scenery, and just wandered around the lake aimlessly. When she was tired, she found an empty seat by the lake and sat down, brushing the loose hair on her back.Her hair is long and abundant, and the quality of her hair is also top-notch. The advantage of long hair is that it looks good, but the disadvantage is also obvious-it is troublesome to wash it.Time to cut it off, she thought.

She raised her wrist and looked at her watch. It was less than six o'clock, and it was still early. She was not in a hurry to go back, so she could relax for a while.He took out his mobile phone again to check, there were several text messages from his best friend Xiangshang, asking where she was.She lowered her head to reply to the text message, put away her phone, raised her head, and her eyes were unconsciously attracted by the beautiful figure not far away.

The girl was slender and quite tall, about 172cm, wearing a loose white shirt and a pair of cropped jeans, her long hair was still a little damp, it might have just been washed.She has a very standard oval face, fair and beautiful, with a pair of big and bright eyes under the one-line eyebrows, deep and full of spirit, the bridge of the nose is not too high, but it is just right straight, and the lips are neither thick nor thin , rich and soft.She was standing on the shore, drinking mineral water with her head half-raised. As her back slightly tilted back, her elegant neck and beautiful collarbone were coated with a layer of soft light by the warm orange sunset. The image of Dongfang Bubai drinking in the water played by Lin Qingxia is somewhat imaginative.

In this way, Yi Ran was completely attracted by her attention.The beauty is not in the skin, the girl is not the kind of beauty that can overwhelm the country, but her bones are very well-proportioned, her bones are correct, and she is full of energy. This kind of beauty from the inside out is more pleasing to the eye.

As if aware that someone was looking at her, the girl turned her body slightly after drinking the water, and saw Yi Ran—a girl who looked about her age.

The girl smiled generously at Yi Ran, and Yi Ran came back to her senses, blinked her eyes, and smiled back.

"The weather is fine." The girl seemed to be talking to herself, but also to Yi Ran.

Yi Ran looked around and saw that there were only the two of them nearby, so she took the words automatically: "Yes, autumn is always there."

The girl asked, "Which department are you from?"

"I'm not from here, I'm from the school next door." Yi Ran pointed in the direction of Tsinghua University, "I'm from the Academy of Fine Arts."

"It's no wonder that you seem a little unappreciative at first glance. It seems that there are not many girls who study art that are not good-looking." The girl blinked playfully.

Yi Ran was thin-skinned, couldn't stand the compliments, and blushed.She is indeed very delicate, with a full vestibule, clear eyes, long eyelashes, and delicate lips, very similar to Athena Chu from the side.Her major is traditional Chinese painting, and it is common for her to play with words and ink on weekdays. She also loves to read books, so she naturally carries a bookish air about her. Although this bookish air tends to give people a sense of distance, it is still quite far away from the world. .

Yi Ran looked at the water surface in the distance and asked, "Are you from our school?"

"Well, archaeological."

"What a desirable major."

"It's okay," the girl pursed her lips and smiled, and took a few steps closer: "Ji Shui. My name."

"Water on the water side?"

"Ah."

"Yi Ran." Yi Ran stood up and stood side by side with Ji Shui - they were about the same height.

"The so-called Yiren's Yi?"

"Ah."

A willow leaf floated down and landed on Yi Ran's long floral dress. Ji Shui naturally reached out and picked up the leaf, looked at her with a slight smile, and said softly, "The so-called Yiren is on the side of the water. In the middle of the water."

The breeze swept across the lake, causing ripples in the lake water, and Yi Ran's heart rippled slightly with the lake water, for the first time in 24 years.