my god is from hell

The days of college passed quietly, and four years later, Yan Qing officially graduated from University A.

On the day of the graduation ceremony, Xu Cheng's parents came over. Although Xu Cheng said that he didn't need his parents to come over for such a trivial matter, he couldn't hide the joy on his face when he saw the angry smiling faces of his relatives. living.

After Yan Qing changed into his clothes, he sent away the tangled and sticky Xu Cheng, and prepared to find a corner to lie down until the end of his speech. Anyway, these long and provocative speeches were quite hypnotic to Yan Qing.

At this moment, the phone vibrated, Yan Qing looked around for a suitable place to be lazy, and connected the call.

"Brother... Huh, sorry... There is a temporary problem with the recording of the song. The album will... be released next week. Mr. Winster, I can only stay here for two days. I can't push it away..."

"Calm down, I feel so uncomfortable listening to you." Yan Qing interrupted Yan Zhuoyu's apology, which was obviously panting and anxious, and motioned for the other party to catch his breath before saying, "And it's just the graduation ceremony, it doesn't matter if I don't come, let alone you .”

"It's okay ass! You are absent from the graduation ceremony, can you still have the self-consciousness that you are a college student?"

Yan Zhuoyu was so annoyed by his brother's attitude that it had nothing to do with him, he believed that if he didn't attend the graduation ceremony, it would not affect his sleep, and his brother might have been absent directly.

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm going in to record! If you make it fast, you might be able to catch up. Don't be late and leave early!"

Yan Zhuoyuqian reminded Wan Wan, making sure that Yan Qing would not turn his back on him, so he hung up the phone uncomfortably, took off his coat and prepared to enter the recording studio.

Seeing that he was about to go in, Xu's mother, who was a little anxious beside him, seemed relieved, got up and trotted for two steps, and said in a complaining tone, "Your brother has graduated from university, what can you do?" Don’t you know how to deal with it? Do you still need to stare at me like this every day? It’s you yourself, don’t be so anxious when you’re recording, it’s only when you’re slow that you’ll get detailed work, and if you don’t understand anything, ask Mr. Winster for advice. After recording, go home for dinner, and I Let Aunt Wang make your favorite soup and simmer..."

Yan Zhuoyu's footsteps towards the recording studio suddenly paused, turned halfway around, and looked at Xu's mother who turned her head and chatted with the producer Yan Xiaoyan, with a faint scrutiny in her eyes: "Mom, I don't need this here. You stare, you can go to your brother's graduation ceremony to see."

The smile on Xu's mother's face froze for a moment, she was about to blurt it out, when she raised her eyes and met Yan Zhuoyu's eyes, her heart skipped a beat, she smiled and said, "Don't worry about recording, I will go."

Yan Zhuoyu then entered the recording studio.

Seeing that Mrs. Xu was busy with something, the producer just wanted to find an excuse to leave, but saw Mrs. Xu turned around again, her face did not show any anxiety about leaving, but she was still chatting with him about the album situation in a leisurely manner : "I heard that Li Tianwang participated in the production of this album. Thank you very much for Wei's help. My family, Ayu, is still young, so it's inevitable that I'm a bit slow in this kind of worldly experience. I think I haven't invited Wei to have a meal. I wonder if there is time for production in the afternoon?"

Producer Wei was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the direction of the recording studio, and asked suspiciously, "But isn't Ms. Xu going to attend her son's graduation ceremony?"

The arc of Xu's mother's lips froze for a moment, and then she returned to her elegant and intellectual appearance, and explained casually: "He? His father will go, and won't delay Wei's production time."

"Oh...that's right, I happen to be free at three o'clock in the afternoon..." Producer Wei didn't think too much about it, thinking they had already discussed it, so they set a time for lunch in the afternoon.

Xu's mother agreed, and after looking at the recording studio, she thought of what Ayu had just said, and called Yan's father: "Xiaoqing's graduation ceremony, Zhuoyu and I don't have time to go, you can go there when you have time."

Father Yan seemed to be busy with something, and he spoke quickly: "How old are you, what is there to do at the graduation ceremony? I'm busy! I'm going to go by myself."

"I'm not busy if you're busy? Did you know there was a problem with Ayu's album today? Didn't I come forward to contact the producer and stay with the sound engineer for two days, so I can't invite him to dinner to thank you? How can I have time? "Xu's mother was annoyed by his impatient tone, and there was a little anger in her words.

"Okay, okay...you don't have time, and I don't have time, so it's okay if you don't go? He hasn't had any problems since he was a child, and besides, this graduation ceremony is not that important, so it doesn't matter if he goes or not." , Ayu's side is more urgent, he will understand." Yan's father softened his tone.

"But I promised Ayu earlier..." Xu's mother was not so aggressive anymore, and her tone was a little sad.

"What's the matter? It's good to explain it when the time comes. Isn't it for him? Ayu will understand. Okay, okay, I'm too busy here, I won't talk to you, hang up."

Father Yan hung up the phone.

Although Xu's mother was a little worried, but after thinking about it, Yan Qing had a strange personality since she was a child, but she never bothered them much, so she was relieved.

Both she and father Yan are busy, so there is no way to do it.

Xiao Qing will understand.

He has been an understanding child since he was a child.

Mother Xu stepped on her high heels and turned to make a phone call to make a restaurant reservation.

Producer Wei is a gold medal producer in the industry, she must not make people feel that Ayu is being rude.

the other side.

Yan Qing hung up the phone, found a place suitable for shade, and leaned on it lazily, without any fluctuations in his heart because of the phone call.

He didn't think that the graduation ceremony was the kind of occasion where family members must be present. In other words, he didn't think that there was any occasion for him to be present as an adult.

Yan Qing sat on the chair, his academic hat was used as an eye patch, covering his face in a drowsy state.

The temperature of the sunshine in June is just right, not as cold as March, nor as hot as July. It is comfortable and warm on the body, and the faint breeze under the trees is very pleasant.

"Um... Excuse me, are you Yan Qing from Class [-] of Ji Yuan?" A shy voice sounded from above Yan Qing's head.

Yan Qing raised his hat, motioning for the other party to continue.

The other party probably didn't expect that Yan Qing didn't even bother to sit up straight. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "I want to ask, do you know where Xu Cheng is?"

Yan Qing raised his finger in a direction, then pulled off his bachelor's cap, and was about to go back to sleep, but unexpectedly, his chest was hit hard.

"That! My friend dragged me to give this to you! Please take a look, thank you! Goodbye!"

Yan Qing leaned back in his chair, completely speechless.

Does this girl know how strong she is?This punch almost didn't send him directly in front of Duke Zhou.

He closed his eyes and groped for a while, his fingers paused.

is a letter.

"love letter?"

A shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, the letter in his hand was taken away, the bachelor's hat was lifted, and a pink parasol was replaced.

"How do you have... parasols?"

Yan Qing raised his eyes, and saw the pink cherry blossoms dotted on the black plastic umbrella facing inward, which looked very girlish.

"Ah... Just now, I helped the girl in the class move the books. By the way, I asked her to borrow them, and I have to return them later—are you still sleeping?"

Cheng Luo put the envelope with the maple leaf folded in it back into Yan Qing's hand, saw that Yan Qing stuffed it into the pocket of his coat, and asked with a smile, "Don't you want to read it?"

Yan Qing glanced at him: "Too lazy to take it apart."

Cheng Luo subconsciously said, "Shall I dismantle it for you?"

Yan Qing glanced slowly at Cheng Luo, whose face was completely frozen, and then took the envelope out of his pocket: "Really? Can you open it for me?"

Cheng Luo helped him put the things back into his pocket as if nothing had happened: "This kind of letter is only respected if you open it yourself. Forget it, just don't read it if you don't want to read it."

Although Yan Qing's expression didn't change much, Cheng Luo still felt a little embarrassed, and changed the subject: "Where's Zhuoyu? Didn't he say he's coming over today? Did he ask me to reserve a place for him?"

"I have something to do at work, no... Maybe I won't come." Yan Qing originally wanted to say "I won't come", but thought of the other party's anxious assurance, he changed his mouth again.

"Really? Then stay and wait for a while. The speech is about to start. Let's go there first." Cheng Luo looked down at his watch, pulled Yan Qing up from his chair, and dragged people into the arena.

The process went very fast, at least for Yan Qing, who was wandering in the sky all the time, it went very fast, and soon it was time to end the show.

Xu Cheng had already separated from his parents at this time, and came to hug Yan Qing and cried loudly, complaining all kinds of reluctance, after all, he was a classmate for four years, how to contact after graduation, it is impossible to stay together in the dormitory like in college Ordering takeaway, going to a concert in a neighboring city, and never forgetting to share gossip and jokes with each other no matter how far apart (this article usually goes in one direction).

Xu Chengren was also full of emotions, he insisted on talking with him for 10 minutes with red eyes, and then he reluctantly walked to the car at home, and asked Yan Qing to remember to contact him every step of the way.

Yan Qing looked impatient, and pushed Xu Cheng to let him go quickly, his attitude was so firm that Xu Cheng's eyes almost turned red again - angry.

Cheng Luo watched from the side, the smile on his lips never faded, and when he saw that although Yan Qing seemed impatient, but actually endured and did not push away Xu Cheng'ai's hug, his smile deepened.

Yan Qing sent Xu Cheng away and returned to Cheng Luo. Just as he was about to say that he would go to dinner directly before Yan Zhuoyu could wait, he saw a tall boy trotting towards Cheng Luo, took a breath and patted his face hard. shoulders, and when he raised his head again, his face had the same sentimentality as Xu Cheng.

It was supposed to be to say goodbye, Yan Qing simply stopped in his tracks, and walked over slowly after they finished chatting.

When the other party saw Yan Qing, he was obviously no stranger to this Jiyuan student who had been taken care of by Cheng Luo for four years like an old mother, so he also greeted him.

Yan Qing nodded and returned, the other party waved his hand, and when he was about to leave, Cheng Luo pulled him down.

"Wait, you forgot your umbrella?" Cheng Luo handed the black umbrella to him.

"Oh, I almost forgot! I said why I couldn't find it all the time. I only had this umbrella for four years!" The boy accepted it with a smile, waved his hand and left.

Yan Qing waited for him to leave, and pulled Chengluo's arm: "Let's go, don't wait for Zhuoyu, I'm dying, I'm hungry."

Cheng Luo nodded with a smile, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, his face turned pale, and his voice was a little difficult: "Xiao Qing, that umbrella just now is for men?"

Yan Qing looked at him in confusion: "Of course? Such an ugly black umbrella, which girl would buy it?"

Cheng Luo closed his eyes hard, trying to recall the appearance of that umbrella, but no matter how much he thought about it, the umbrella was always black and without lines, it was lent to him by the other party to shelter from the rain, and he wanted to return it today, It is only used temporarily as a parasol.

No... no no... that's not the case... he doesn't remember that...

A sinister light flashed in Cheng Luo's eyes, and he scratched his nails tightly with his fingers. Under Yan Qing's puzzled eyes, he bit the back of his hand forcefully, leaving a bloodstain without mercy.

"What's wrong?" Yan Qing frowned and looked at him, rolled up his sleeves to see the blood on his hands.

Cheng Luo looked at the bright red blood mark on his hand, and the pink cherry blossom petals reappeared in his mind, and the prey flashed in his eyes.

"It's nothing. Aren't you hungry? I'll take you to eat..."

Cheng Luo's expression returned to normal, and he dragged Yan Qing out of the school, asking him what he would like to eat in his usual tone.

Yan Qing glanced at the bloodstain on his hand, didn't ask any more questions, said the name of a store, and followed Cheng Luo out of the school.

in front of the classroom building.

There were a few girls standing on the steps, one of them said goodbye to his companion with a smile, and as soon as he reached the sun, he suddenly said, "Oh, God Cheng hasn't returned the umbrella to me yet!"

The other girl opened the umbrella with a smile, stepped forward to cover her in, and asked doubtfully, "What umbrella? You didn't bring an umbrella out today?"

"Really? That's right...I didn't bring an umbrella today..." The girl muttered to herself in annoyance, and happily left with her best friend's umbrella.

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