On a thousand fishing tips for green tea

happy New Year.

Ye Jiaqing leaned against the bed and fell into a deep sleep. Song Nanqi came out of the bathroom and pressed a kiss on the tip of his nose.

They didn't go home until the afternoon, Song Nanqi—hadn't slept all night and needed to rest.

Snow flooded the whole city. While waiting for the driver to pick him up, Ye Jiaqing walked around Song Nanqi a few times, and his footprints were trampled on the ground a few times. He was wearing a scarf, and the upper half of his face exposed outside was full of vigor.

The snow light is more dazzling than the day.

"Teacher Song, take a picture, I want to send it to Moments."

Song Nanqi thought that he would be caught off guard like last time and point his phone at himself.

And Ye Jiaqing just used the camera to take pictures of the footprints in the snow circle and Song Nanqi's shoe upper standing in the middle of the circle.

Ye Jiaqing raised his eyes and held his mobile phone, "Song Nanqi, Happy New Year."

"I didn't fall asleep much before. I heard you when you said Happy New Year to me." Ye Jiaqing raised his hand and stroked Song Nanqi's hair, "So I wish you a Happy New Year too."

Big one, the first day of school.

The school is planted with sycamore trees, which take out new leaves in early spring and mix with the old leaves of previous years. When the wind blows, there will be waves of various green mixed together.

As soon as school started, various activities began to be set up. Du Ting came two days early. When Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi arrived at the dormitory, he was still sound asleep.

Until Ye Jiaqing patted him awake.

He was frightened, because the whole dormitory was quiet for the past two days, thinking of those campus horror stories, he slept with his head under the quilt at night.

When someone opened it suddenly, he was so frightened that he woke up in a second and let out a squeak.

Then I saw Ye Jiaqing, Song Nanqi, and two other middle-aged men arranging their books and clothes.

"What are you doing?" Du Ting was puzzled.

Ye Jiaqing put his hands in the pockets of the down jacket, took out two oranges, and put them on Du Ting's table, "Song Nanqi and I don't think it's convenient to live in the school, let's live outside."

It was the house that Zhang Zhi gave him. He and Song Nanqi had just visited it. It was indeed very close to the school. From the playground, you could even see the roofs of several buildings in the community over there.

Du Ting didn't seem to react, "Go out and live?" Then wouldn't he be able to see Ye Jiaqing every day?

"Old Song, why are you like this?" Du Ting's thoughts jumped.

Song Nanqi tidied up the things on the table, glanced at Du Ting on the bed, "what?"

"How could you abduct Ye Jiaqing?"

Ye Jiaqing patted the bed rail, "No, I kidnapped him, my house."

Du Ting was stunned for a while, and he fully realized that he usually doesn't have much thought, "What? You have your own house?" "My stepfather gave me the house, saying that it's not convenient to live in school when we are in love."

"He is so enlightened!" Du Ting sighed.

After sighing, he got up from the bed, "I'll see you off."

"By the way, go and see Ye Jiaqing's big house!" He was full of joy.

The three of them were busy in the dormitory, and Du Ting caught a glimpse of the red marks on Ye Jiaqing's neck at a glance. There were not many, and the color was not very dark. Ye Jiaqing was mainly white. His face and neck were as white as snow, so look It stands out.

So, his curiosity arose.

"Ye Jiaqing, did you and Lao Song have a good time this winter vacation?" He asked cryptically, but his eyes betrayed his desire to gossip.Ye Jiaqing teased him, "Very happy."

"Old Song... how was it yesterday?" Du Ting was holding a few books and was about to post them with Ye Jiaqing. "I shared the tutorial with him last semester. How is he learning?"

Ye Jiaqing remembered the first time he kissed Song Nanqi, the video on his tablet, "You sent it to him?" "Yes," Du Ting bumped Ye Jiaqing with his shoulder, "I'm afraid you will be wronged."

"..."

"..."

"What can I suffer?"

Du Ting glanced at Song Nanqi behind who was still packing his luggage honestly and diligently. He somehow felt that he was spoiling Ye Jiaqing. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm afraid Song Nanqi is inexperienced, and you guys are not happy."

After Du Ting finished speaking, he originally thought that Ye Jiaqing would blush or something.

Unexpectedly, Ye Jiaqing thought about it for a while, and then concluded: "No, no."

Song Nanqi's learning ability is astonishing. He may not need those instructional videos at all. He only needs Ye Jiaqing, and he can learn by himself without a teacher. He will improve a lot every day and change his appearance every day.

This is what Ye Jiaqing felt during this winter vacation. There is indeed a big gap between him and Song Nanqi in this regard.

It's better to say more than to do more. Ye Jiaqing is the former, and Song Nanqi is the latter.

"Anyway, Lao Song's size is fine, the only difference is the technique." Du Ting muttered, "But this thing can be practiced."

Ye Jiaqing approached and said in a low voice, "Teacher Song's skills are quite good."

Du Ting: "!"

These words didn't seem to come from Ye Jiaqing's mouth, Ye Jiaqing didn't even blush or feel embarrassed.

This is true.

No lie.

Classes in the next semester will not be as gentle as last semester. The timetable is full, and experimental classes are added from morning till night.

Ye Si also came to the school a few times, gave Ye Jiaqing some food, and would dryly add a sentence later: Give Song Nanqi some too.

She wanted to open her mouth to ask something several times, but she didn't ask, because Ye Jiaqing finally couldn't stand it. "What are you trying to say?"

Ye Si was at a loss, "Is the wound on the back of your neck healed?"

At the school gate.

Ye Jiaqing was wearing a thin sweater, touched his neck, "Okay, there will be scars, but it's not a big problem."

After Ye Si heard it, her expression became very guilty.

Ye Jiaqing was afraid that she would cry again, so he hurriedly said, "I still have class, so I'm leaving first."

The place where the stone was hit had a deep wound, leaving a scar of the same color. Even after the stitches were removed, after healing, the scar was extremely glaring on Ye Jiaqing's neck.

He himself thought it was nothing, since he couldn't see it anyway, but Song Nan felt very distressed, he was always reluctant to let Ye Jiaqing get a little bit of skin, that's another story.

Ye Jiaqing made an appointment for a tattoo, chose a pattern, and went next week to cover up the scar.

Fortunately, it was on the neck, not on the face or other conspicuous places.

He didn't have class in the afternoon, he lied to Ye Si, but he had to go to the counselor's office.

The counselor was still the same, as soon as he walked in, he handed him a glass of watermelon juice, last time it was two big oranges. "A few students in the next class bought it for me. It's too cold. I can't drink it when I'm too old. Take it away," the counselor said.

"I called you today because I want to talk about the next May [-]th party. I want to say, how about you and Song Nanqi performing a show together?" I have a job in the Cultural and Propaganda Department of the college.

Ye Jiaqing sat on the stool, his eyelids pulled down, "I'm fine, but Song Nanqi...he doesn't seem to know how to dance."

"He can play the violin or the piano, as well as the erhu. Let's cooperate. You are in a relationship. You two must be in harmony." Originally, last semester, he was worried that the relationship between the two would affect his studies, especially Song Nanqi, who looked like An honest and well-behaved child, Ye Jiaqing is also like a pure and innocent high school student.

In the end, both of them surprised him. Song Nanqi's score dropped by more than 2100 points, and Ye Jiaqing's college entrance examination score was not outstanding in the major, but this time he jumped directly to the top of the major.

Okay, very good, continue to talk, talk well, don't break up.

Ye Jiaqing said that he would ask Song Nanqi for his opinion.

Before leaving, the counselor suddenly stopped him, "Aren't you two living in the school now?"

"How do you know?" If you don't live in school, you need to get the counselor's signature and the parents' consent. They directly skip this step because they live next to the school.

"Don't worry about how I know, you live outside by yourself, be careful, you know?" the counselor said earnestly, the boy in front of him was wearing a loose white sweater, and his light chestnut hair made him look as white as snow, and he couldn't pick out anything Wrong appearance, but still, it looks a little too simple.

Fortunately, Song Nanqi was with him, otherwise, what would have happened?

After Ye Jiaqing assured the counselor, she returned home.

It was rare to have no class this afternoon, and the weather was fine. Ye Jiaqing and Song Nanqi called Du Ting and Ni Xiaoxiao to eat at home. The two went to the supermarket to buy drinks and snacks. Song Nanqi was in charge of cooking at home.

In fact, there are not many dishes in Song Nanqihui, so they unanimously decided to eat hot pot in the group. This is simple, just boil water and wash the vegetables.

But Song Nanqi is a person who has very high requirements in everything. He took special sesame oil from home, and he prepared seven or eight things just for the seasoning dish.

The dishes are also beautifully presented.

When Ye Jiaqing came back, Song Nanqi was on the balcony tending to the few pots of roses he just bought a few days ago.

One clump is shrubs, and two pots of climbing vines. Ye Jiaqing immediately fell in love with climbing vines and icebergs, which are white roses, and some are upright. Fortunately, the balcony is large enough for Ye Jiaqing to prostrate casually.

Song Nanqi is tall, and under the thin sweater are the beautiful muscles that Ye Jiaqing has touched thousands of times. He always looks cold and emotionless, even watering the roses with a serious look.

Ye Jiaqing put the unfinished watermelon juice on the table in the living room, and walked over lightly, trying to scare Song Nanqi.

Before he could make a sound, Song Nanqi raised his head, "Wu Wu, this iceberg is blooming."

"Really?" Ye Jiaqing's attention was instantly drawn away, he knelt down and looked at the small white flower, "It's worth watering every day."

He patted Song Nanqi on the shoulder, "Thank you, Mr. Song."

Song Nanqi showed a very faint smile.

Ye Jiaqing felt something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Nanqi untied the entangled flower vines, and said in a calm tone, "I was wondering when I would be 20 years old."

Ye Jiaqing: "What happened at the age of 20?"

"Wuwu, you don't want to marry me?" Song Nanqi narrowed his eyes, his gaze was a bit compelling.

Song Nanqi is a person who respects rules and principles. If Ye Jiaqing shook his head now, he would probably be overthrown by him immediately. Song Nanqi doesn't like to be reasonable recently. He usually says...

"Wu Wu knows everything, so I don't need to say more." Song Nanqi stood up and looked downstairs with deep eyes, "Du Ting and the others are here."

Ye Jiaqing didn't move, he looked at the potted flower in front of him, only one bloomed, because the season wasn't very suitable yet.

He stretched out his hand to grab Song Nanqi, and scratched his palm.

"Teacher Song, why are you 20 years old, you can do it now." Ye Jiaqing said with a smile.It's true.

In this world, he likes Song Nanqi the most, because only Song Nanqi likes him the most.

Even if they are less than 20 years old, they are the closest relationship in the world, so even if the season is not here, the flowers are still blooming.

end.