yang jiali looked at the bachelor's uniform and panicked.
he narrowed his eyes at ye ting with red ears: "we have all graduated for so many years."
ye ting was unusual, playing like a child, hard to give yang jiali a bachelor's hat, played the tassel tassel tassel that hung down, smiled and said: "go again, i want our memories, there is no regret." just accompany me to make up that time.
yang jiali couldn't help him, put on the bachelor's uniform with a red face, and sneaked out of the car.
ye ting also smiled lightly and put on the bachelor's uniform and put on the bachelor's hat and got out of the car.
on the eve of graduation, next to the school's large and small roads and landscapes, all the graduates who were about to leave were gathered together in pairs, with bright smiles, like the morning sun, fresh and angry.
ye ting took yang jiali's hand under the wide bachelor's uniform.
yang jiali sneered: "let's both, the old cucumber brushed green paint, tender."
ye ting looked at yang jiali, touched his face, and said softly, "but you are still as cute as before."
yang jiali snorted warily.
ye ting was busy begging for forgiveness: "be good, not cute, handsome, handsome." yang
jiali nodded satisfactorily, and walked generously with ye ting in the school.
the campus of the university of commerce is huge, and it takes more than half an hour just to walk around. yang jiali's face is handsome and tender, mixed in a bunch of seniors who take graduation photos everywhere, there is no sense of violation, and even looks like a student, ye ting thought, this wave of earnings. <
yang jiali was familiar with that group of graduates, and the group of graduates took graduation photos for him and ye ting.
yang jiali chose the birch forest next to the art building of the commercial university.
when the group of graduates set up the camera and shouted three two one, standing side by side with ye ting in front of the camera, yang jiali was thinking about it, and the monkey hugged ye ting's neck and jumped on ye ting's back.
ye ting was afraid that he would fall, and he was busy supporting his legs with his hands.
yang jiali looked at ye ting's suddenly tense appearance, and his eyes were bent with a smile.
ye ting smiled helplessly and clumsily drove yang jiali. yang jiali was lying on ye ting's back, his eyes were bright, revealing a bright smile that could see two rows of white teeth, and the spikes of the bachelor's hat were mischievously flying in the air. the birch forest is dense and green in summer, and the warm sunlight penetrates the layers of foliage, illuminating the dreamlike forest. there are no performances in the nearby art building, and the solemn and holy chorus is faintly spread throughout the birch forest.
the camera's flash was so bright that it just happened to note the scene.
bidding farewell to this group of graduates who were about to go all over the world, yang jialixing rushed to pull ye ting to the third canteen.
he went to the cafeteria's stall selling sauce cakes.
as soon as the aunt who sold the sauce cake saw him, her eyes straightened up, and she shouted in surprise: "you, you, hey, you, you're not that, that and that-"
yang jiali thought that people recognized the star incoherently, and shyly half covered his face at the moment: "auntie, be quiet, you can sign the photo later." aauntie
blinked and said, "aren't you the old man who came here many years ago to buy sauce and cakes and always finds various reasons for me to pack a few more pieces of hungry students for you, i haven't seen you for many years, is it you?" yang jiali's
face stiffened, and he pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment: "ah, yes."
ye ting laughed out loud without giving face.
yang jiali blushed, stepped on ye ting's shoes, and threatened: "if you laugh again, you will be a monk for ten days." ye ting's
smile disappeared.
after lunch, ye ting took yang jiali into the ceremony venue of the graduation spike.
they met their former department chair in the venue.
the head of the department is now full of white hair.
the head of the department looked at yang jiali and ye ting, smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said with emotion: "time passes really fast." you've all graduated for six years, and i, after the last one, it's time for an honorable retirement.
on the stage, the president of the commercial university gave the graduates one by one.
the head of the department said to both of them, "you have graduated for six years and can't go up again, so i'll do the work for you once, and i'll help you dial a spike."
yang jiali looked at the old man's white hair and the slightly trembling steps when he walked, and suddenly his nose was sore.
he and ye ting bowed their heads in front of this old man who had studied scholarship all his life and was highly respected. <
the head of department slowly reached out his hand and, in a corner of the ceremony hall, helped them to pull the spike from the right to the left.
after dialing, the head of the department patted yang jiali and ye ting's shoulders, smiled and said, "the children of that year have grown up, and today, i will be your teacher for the last time." i wish you a happy graduation, and i wish you a happy new marriage, and no matter where you go in the world in the future, you can be safe and happy.
ye ting shook yang jiali's hand and said solemnly, "yes." after
the ceremony, the head of the department handed them two tickets for the graduation party.
outside the venue of the graduation party, there were many stalls selling souvenirs from the surrounding areas of the school.
yang jiali was picking at various stalls for half a day, and saw a pair of small horn decorations that could be worn on his head, a blue sheep horn, a red devil horn, and the screen glowed.
yang jiali bought it without hesitation, put it on ye ting, and brought it to himself.
the graduation party is held once a year and is grand and grand. countless graduates who are about to travel far and wide, finally gathered once, sat in a spacious and lively venue, and enjoyed the last revelry and companionship.
yang jiali was driven by this atmosphere, and he seemed to cheer and make a fuss.
ye ting sat next to him and watched him silently, occasionally reaching out and touching his head.
at nine o'clock, the graduation party ended.
after the people dispersed, yang jiali walked out of the venue, looked at the campus that was gradually cooling down, and asked, "where to go next?"
ye ting said, "you wait. <
ye ting didn't know where to get a bicycle, the style and color, it was similar to the one at that time.
ye ting sat on the car seat, patted the back seat, and smiled: "come."
yang jiali sat in the back seat, turned his back to ye ting, and enjoyed the cool breeze of the summer night.
at that time, ye ting had carried yang jiali countless times, and the bicycle was driving slowly on the school road.
yang jiali's head rested on ye ting's back, watching the school scenery regress little by little.
he saw the bishop.
he thought about those years, in the bishop's various classrooms, he and ye ting had taken countless classes together. sometimes when he was sleepy, he secretly leaned on ye ting's body, pillowed ye ting's arm, and quietly had a beautiful dream in the warm and quiet afternoon, in the sound of the teacher's spitting lectures.
he saw the playground.
in the past four years, he and ye ting have walked countless times on this playground track that is so spacious that the night wind swept through, walking, walking through one street lamp after another, and rubbing shoulders with one alumni who run night after another, ordinary, romantic.
he saw the art building.
he thought of ye ting's successful election as the president of the student union that year, so he rushed up the steps and gave ye ting a warm hug. he still remembered the feeling of that time, buried in ye ting's broad chest, as if this uncertain life had found its way.
he also saw the dormitories, canteens, college buildings, fengyuan lake, jingxing mountain... <
little by little, the memories that have accumulated layers of ash pour out, like snow balls falling from the winter day, and the time is overwhelming.
yang jiali leaned on ye ting's back for half a day before he sighed deeply: "ten years." "four
years of college, five years of each, and a reunion of more than a year.
ten years.
yang jiali looked up at the brilliant galaxy circling overhead and said, "ten years, like a dream."
ye ting rode slowly and slowly, and smiled: "i will let this dream, never wake up."
yang jiali closed his eyes, and his mind suddenly thought of the song of the last chorus of the graduation ceremony just now, and he couldn't help but hum out: "we used to travel all day, on the green mountains of our hometown." we have also worked hard and wandered everywhere..."
ye ting listened to him sing quietly.
when he finished singing, ye ting said, "i won't let you wander anymore." for
half a day, ye ting heard yang jiali mutter quietly, and the sound was drowned in the lonely insect chirping of the summer night.
ye ting rode around shangda for a while, and finally stopped at a high and lonely street lamp next to fengyuan lake.
yang jiali was silent all the way.
ye ting waited for half a moment, and finally heard him shouting, "ye ting."
ye ting supported the bicycle with his legs, turned around and landed a very soft kiss on yang jiali's face: "baby."
yang jiali closed his eyes, sniffed the fragrance of flowers wafting from nowhere, and suddenly raised his hand abruptly and shouted loudly: "demacia-"
ye ting smiled.
yang jiali felt ye ting leaning over.
then, yang jiali heard him in his ear and said very quietly, "long live."