Shelf life love

Chapter 57 Meeting on Campus

Qi Linmian seemed normal, "Brother Xiaolong?"

"Why, you don't remember?" Wang Xiaoai raised her eyebrows up and down, "It shouldn't be!"

Qi Lin joked, "I hold grudges. My teammates who played football with me secretly learned how to draw. I remember this kind of thing clearly."

"Tsk tsk tsk! Isn't this a grievance from junior high school!" Wang Xiaoai was both funny and a little embarrassed.

It is true that he secretly learns to paint.

Apart from him, Qi Lin was the only junior junior student in the school team back then.The other brothers all quit the team to prepare for the high school entrance examination. Qi Lin might also plan to quit the team. I asked him what his plan was.He has a specialty in painting, and he almost failed in the culture test, so he wants to stay on the school team.If Qi Lin quit the team, then he would have no teammates of the same grade.So in order to keep Qi Lin, he didn't say that he could get extra points.The two brothers fought hard on the green field rain or shine, and even won a district championship in the second semester of the third year of junior high school.

Wang Xiaoai was eager to pass this article on, but the two hadn't seen each other for many years, and they couldn't think of a common topic for a while, and the matter of recruiting students had already been mentioned, so they had to catch "Brother Xiaolong" and said, "You two... ...there was no contact after that?"

Qi Lin didn't remember Brother Xiaolong or Brother Long at all, so he was thinking about how to inquire about this person quietly.

Wang Xiaoai was as talkative as she was when she was a child. Seeing that Qi Lin's reaction was flat, she said it herself, "That's right, you haven't contacted anyone in your class since you left the country, and it's normal to lose contact with your brother Xiaolong. But at that time I thought you and him were just good buddies, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

"Huh?" Qi Lin asked, "I didn't expect anything?"

Wang Xiaoai opened her eyes exaggeratedly, and lowered her voice, "Did you two fall in love at that time?"

Qi Lin's pupils flickered, and he wanted to ask what happened immediately, but his face remained calm.

"Shouldn't I mention this?" Wang Xiaoai said vigilantly: "After all, you are a member of the Ye family now, and the boss shouldn't want you to have an ex?"

Qi Lin's chest was tightly choked, as if there was something soft but dense stuck there.

He opened his mouth, suppressed his intense emotions, and said innocently: "It's really not an ex, it's just someone I know. If you don't mention it, I'll forget it."

Wang Xiaoai looked disbelieving, "I haven't forgotten, can you forget?"

Qi Lin took the opportunity to say: "Why do you remember him so deeply, do you have a crush on him?"

Wang Xiaoai is also an amazing person. She studied painting at Yuecheng Academy of Fine Arts since she was in junior high school. She passed the college entrance examination directly. After finishing her master’s degree, she stayed in school to teach. She has never been beaten by the society. She is almost 30 years old and she is quite innocent. .

As soon as Qi Lin threw the bait, he immediately took the bait.

"I like girls!" Wang Xiaoai quickly explained: "I remember him deeply, and it's not because you ran to us at every turn. I asked who you were looking for at the time, and you said Brother Xiaolong. I heard it as a dragon fruit. Later, That’s when I realized it was Brother Xiaolong. I was very impressed.”

Qi Lin was speechless, the name Xiao Longge was so weird, it could still be heard as a dragon fruit?

"Are you all in the advanced class?" Qi Lin pretended to recall, "What's his full name...why can't I remember it?"

"No, he and I are not in the same class." Wang Xiaoai almost answered every question, "Advanced classes are also divided into grades. There are about ten students in my class, and he is in class alone. I haven't spoken to him. I haven’t seen him before, if it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t even know his name is Brother Xiaolong.”

After saying goodbye to Wang Xiaoai, Qi Lin walked alone on the campus, frowning slightly.

More clips came to mind, about the Academy of Fine Arts, about Ye Zhuohan.

But they did not appear out of thin air, but through Wang Xiaoai's narration and what he saw in the Academy of Fine Arts.

For example, 10 minutes ago, he saw someone sitting by the lake sketching, so he remembered the scene where he and Ye Zhuohan were painting by the lake.

Earlier, he saw a boy carrying a drawing board, bought two bottles of soda at the canteen, and handed one bottle to the boy beside him, so he remembered that he had also drank soda with Ye Zhuohan.

His memory has not been lost, but it is like a sticker, the outside is covered by opaque stickers, once it is uncovered, the contents inside immediately become clear.

But the process of uncovering was completely passive, he only tore off a few sporadic small pieces, and the rest were still blank like that opaque sticker.

He can't seem to remember it.

The sun is about to set, but the campus that has been exposed to the sun for a day looks even hotter.Qi Lin walked to the commissary unknowingly, and bought a bottle of iced orange soda—it was the kind of ancient glass bottle, the fog on the bottle immediately condensed into water droplets, and fell on the palm of his hand.

Brother Xiaolong.

Wang Xiaoai couldn't tell Xiaolong's full name, and couldn't remember who was Xiaolong's teacher.

There is a big difference between the interest class and the formal professional class of the Academy of Fine Arts. The teachers are almost all concurrently taught by undergraduates and graduate students. They leave after graduation. In addition, there is no clear teaching record back then. Now it is impossible to find out who the teacher of Xiaolong is.

If you don't know Brother Xiaolong's teacher, you can't figure out Brother Xiaolong's true identity.

But Qi Lin has no doubt that Brother Xiaolong is Ye Zhuohan.

Ye Lingzheng said that Ye Zhuohan had serious psychological problems since he was a child. He accepted the advice of a doctor in high school and started to learn to draw. Later, he changed slowly and gradually became able to communicate with others.

The place where Ye Zhuohan learned to paint was undoubtedly the Yuecheng Academy of Fine Arts.

It was here that they met.

For some reason, Ye Zhuohan took a pseudonym.

Qi Lin clenched the soda bottle tightly, a vein appeared on the back of his hand.

The coldness of the bottle penetrated into the palm and ten fingers, but the heart connected to the ten fingers became hotter and hotter.

That day when he came home late at night, he saw Ye Zhuohan sleeping with a giraffe in his study.

He just had a sudden inspiration, omitted the second word Xiaomeilong, and called "Xiaolong", Ye Zhuohan's eyes changed, strange and crazy.

Their first time happened that early morning.

Qi Lin raised his head, the setting sun fell, and golden clouds surrounded the entire campus.

He didn't think much, far from the point of sorting out the whole truth.

His sticker is in Ye Zhuohan's hand, but Ye Zhuohan is unwilling to help him tear off the sticker on it.

After drinking the soda, Qi Lin returned the bottle and walked to the old teaching building in the southern district again.

There is a photo stored in his mobile phone - a sketch found in Ye Zhuohan's book.

Sketching is not only about people, but also rough background.

A student was on a date in the old teaching building, and after opening a few doors by mistake, Qi Lin smiled helplessly, and continued to move forward, and finally saw a similar window in a small classroom on the fourth floor.

So, is he acting as a model for Ye Zhuohan here?

The light on the screen dimmed, and suddenly brightened again, with the words "Pretty Secretary" flashing on it.

Qi Lin was startled.

He remarked Xu Quan as "Secretary Qiao", but Secretary Qiao almost never called him, and only talked about things on WeChat.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Qi, are you still in the Academy of Fine Arts? Mr. Ye asked me to pick you up along the way."

Qi Lin felt strange, "I still have something to do here, I'll go back later by myself."

Xu Quan insisted, "Let me pick you up."

Qi Lin refused, and after hanging up, he felt angry.

With Ye Zhuohan's IQ, he has obviously guessed that his so-called school trick is just a shield.

Ye Zhuohan didn't want him to stay in the Academy of Fine Arts for a long time, so he asked Xu Quan to pick him up.

Qi Lin has his own plan, and doesn't plan to have a showdown with Ye Zhuohan now.

But at this time, he couldn't bear it.

"Boss Ye, Mr. Qi rejected me." Xu Quan said aggrievedly.

Ye Zhuohan looked at the sun falling on the edge of the city, and said in a moment: "You go back first."

The president's office was empty, and the phone was buzzing on the table.

【Grand Sage Qi Tian】: Xiao Meilong is very misbehaving today.jpg

Ye Zhuohan's eyes changed slightly, as if he did not expect to receive such a message.

In fact, Qi Lin thought about it for a long time.

He was angry, but he didn't want to vent his anger on Ye Zhuohan.

He lost a piece of memory, it couldn't be Ye Zhuohan's fault.

Everyone has their own concerns, he has not seen the whole picture of the past, it is difficult to fathom the reason for Ye Zhuohan's concealment.

【.Ye】: There is no such emoji package.You substitute text again.

【.叶】: Qilin is not good and gets spanked.jpg

"Chi—" Qi Lin laughed when he saw it.

Ye Zhuohan didn't have emoticons before, and he could only steal the little beautiful dragon he drew. Later, he learned to replace it with words without a teacher.

Now there are fewer and fewer real emoticons in their chat records, and more of them are a string of text followed by ".jpg".

It's obviously a very boring behavior, but I never get tired of it when I initiate it.

Qi Lin pursed his lips, put away his smile, typed and deleted, deleted and typed again, it took a few minutes to send out just one line.

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: Xiaolong, your unicorn is going to talk about business.

As expected, there is a long "typing" over there.

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: I drove Secretary Xu away, you just replied in seconds, indicating that you are free.How about coming to the Academy of Fine Arts to pick me up?Please drink ice soda.

【.Ye】: I don't like to drink ice soda.

Qi Lin immediately threw away the photo Ye Lingzheng took on his previous birthday.

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: Who is Kangkang drinking pink sparkling water?

【.leaf】:……

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: Whether you come to pick me up or not, it's time to test the relationship between husband and wife.

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: 3

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: 2

【Great Sage Qi Tian】: If you don't agree, you will be a plastic couple!

【.Leaf】: Come.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, the student square in the southern district became more lively, and Qi Lin met Ye Zhuohan at Xiaonanmen.

The South District is the old campus, and parking is inconvenient.When Qi Lin and HR came, they entered through the west gate with the most parking spaces.Not long ago Ye Zhuohan asked him where he was, but he insisted on letting Ye Zhuohan enter from the small south gate.

The congestion outside Xiaonanmen was overwhelming, and the luxury cars couldn't move, so Ye Zhuohan could only park one kilometer away, walked through the alleys full of skewers and Malatang, and walked to the campus.

"Are you the reincarnation of a troublesome spirit?" Ye Zhuo said dissatisfiedly with a cold face.

Qi Lin stretched out his right hand and handed the soda to Ye Zhuohan, "Here, soda as agreed."

Ye Zhuohan paused slightly.

"Hold it." Qi Lin put it in his hand, then took his other hand and shook it twice, "Walk with me around the campus."

Ye Zhuohan didn't speak, but there was some deep meaning in his eyes.

The boulevard at night is quieter than in the afternoon, but there are still many students riding by.

The two walked for a while, and Qi Lin asked, "Is the soda good?"

Ye Zhuohan: "Yes."

Qi Lin stopped, "Don't you ask me why I insist on you coming to Xiaonanmen?"

Ye Zhuohan hesitated to speak.

"Because I suddenly found this place very familiar." The joke and ease on Qi Lin's face faded, "We seem to have passed this road many times, you are riding a bicycle, and I am in your back seat."