It has been raining continuously for a week, and Jizhun went to Binhai City to attend the film festival and has not returned yet. Tan Jingyang was too lazy to go back and forth between school and home every day, so he directly lived in the teacher's dormitory arranged for him by the school.
In fact, the dormitories are also divided according to their professional titles. Tan Jingyang was assigned to a large room. Although it was not in the new building, it was located by the lotus pond deep in the school, and there was an osmanthus tree planted at the door. After autumn, a faint fragrance will come in from the window, and it will be clean and comfortable.
The class bell rang, and the classroom was full of people early. In addition to this major, there are also many people who come to take classes because of their reputation. Everyone was uncharacteristically not drowsy early in the morning, but excited about something.
This kind of excitement climbed to the peak with the appearance of a figure, who was wearing a light brown long trench coat and casual trousers of the same color, taking advantage of a pair of long legs. Holding a transparent umbrella with raindrops in his hand, he shook lightly outside the door and stood in the corner.
He walked to the podium, took off the windbreaker to reveal the snow-white and flat white shirt inside, adjusted the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his eyes and smiled modestly at the students present:
"Good morning everyone."
His voice was deep and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing in this cool and humid weather.
"Good morning, Teacher Tan."
"Good morning, professor!"
"Professor Tan is so handsome today!!!"
Tan Jingyang twitched the corner of his lower lip and opened the lesson plan. Then he turned around and wrote down today's teaching topic neatly on the whiteboard, with some sharp handwriting.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and the small whispers and timid laughter in the classroom gradually quieted down in Tan Jingyang's unhurried course narration. And those who originally came to class with the idea of looking at handsome guys no longer just paid attention to the appearance of the people on stage, but thoroughly penetrated into the classroom.
The rain finally stopped near noon, and the sun peeked out from the clouds, scattered through the shade of trees on the promenade outside the classroom, and cast mottled spots all over the floor.
There was a small puddle at the door, rippled by the wind. A passing dragonfly passed by, and just touched the water, it was disturbed by a pair of footsteps walking towards the classroom, and flew to the blue sky.
Tan Jingyang raised her wrist and looked at her watch. get out of class was over in ten minutes. So I planned to play a video material related to the course to the students. When I turned my back to adjust the projector, I only heard a burst of noise suddenly came from the originally quiet classroom.
He turned around and looked towards the back door of the classroom following the sound, his eyes twitched slightly, and then the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised an arc.
The person standing in the sun was wearing a casual denim jacket and a white sun hat that was held low, but it still couldn't cover the handsome face of the sun.
There was a smile in his half-raised eyes, with headphones hanging on his ears. He lazily leaned against the door frame and raised his chin at Tan Jingyang, and then smiled, revealing a pointed tiger tooth on one side. He gestured to the outside of the house, and found a place to bask in the sun.
"I'll go, which class is that? Is it your Chinese class?"
"I've never seen it before! So handsome!"
"Yes, so handsome!"
"Why do you think it looks so familiar? It's not a celebrity, right? Has our school recently lent land to the crew for filming?"
"He seemed to be saying hello to Teacher Tan just now?!"
"?!Seems to be!!"
The bell rang, and Tan Jingyang nodded politely to everyone: "I'll be here today, let's go eat." After saying that, he picked up the umbrella in the corner and walked quickly out of the classroom.
Seeing this, several courageous girls exchanged glances with each other, and hurriedly ran out together.
Ji Zhun heard the commotion in the classroom and looked away from the newly sent concept drawing from the artist on his phone.
Before he could turn his head, Tan Jingyang had already come to him. Ji Zhun looked at the person from head to toe, whistled and said, "You're so handsome, Professor Tan."
Tan Jingyang resisted the urge to pull the person into his arms and asked softly: "When did you come back?"
"Come here right after getting off the plane." Ji Zhun yawned, "It's an early flight, so sleepy to death."
Tan Jingyang nodded: "I have two classes in the afternoon, why don't you go home and catch up on some sleep first?"
"I'm not going back. Give me the key to your dormitory later. I'll take a nap there and wait for you to finish class." Ji Zhun patted Tan Jingyang on the back, "Let's go and eat first. I haven't eaten in your school cafeteria yet." Here's the food."
"good."
...
Tan Jingyang's dormitory is very simply furnished, with only a bed, a cabinet with a full-length mirror and a desk. But he kept it tidy.
The afternoon sun shines warmly into the room, making the quilt on the bed soft and fluffy. Ji Zhun and Tan Jingyang returned to the house after eating together, put their coat and trousers on the desk, took off their shoes and got into bed, sighed with great comfort, and rubbed against Tan Jingyang's pillow.
A whiff of brandy.
"How can you carry this smell everywhere you go?" Ji Zhun propped up one arm and looked sideways at Tan Jingyang, who had also taken off his coat, and squinted as he unbuttoned his shirt one by one.
"What's the smell?" Tan Jingyang asked.
Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows: "Sex."
"Heh." Tan Jingyang chuckled, walked to the window and drew the curtains. Then he lay down next to Ji Zhun, stretched his arms to the other's waist and hugged him tightly.
"Naobao..." Tan Jingyang buried his head in Ji Zhun's shoulder, greedily breathing in the scent of the other person that he dreamed of. I haven't seen each other for more than a week. The moment I touched each other again, all the cells in my body seemed to start to wake up, screaming crazily is not enough, not enough!
Ji Zhun heard Tan Jingyang whispering in his ear, and his eyes quickly dimmed. He reached out and covered Tan Jingyang's hand on his waist, patted lightly and said, "Brother Yang, you still have class in the afternoon..."
Tan Jingyang's body froze slightly, and a strong unwillingness quickly flashed across his eyes.
He exhaled through his nose, and rubbed Ji Zhun's waist vigorously. Only then did he turn over and lie on his back, closing his eyes to calm his impatient emotions.
I really want to curse.
As if sensing Tan Jingyang's irritability, Ji Zhun smiled and stood up, looked down at Tan Jingyang and said, "Hey, why don't we go home tonight."
Tan Jingyang opened his eyes and looked deeply at Jizhun without blinking.
Ji Zhun's face felt a little hot when he was staring at him. He touched his nose and pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Ahem, what about that? I... actually want to try it here with you. It should be quite exciting, right?"
"Damn..." In the end, this curse word was forced out of the gentle and elegant teacher Tan's mouth.
He grabbed the back of Ji Zhun's head and kissed it hard.
...
Ji Zhun fell into a deep sleep, and when he opened his eyes again the sun had already set. He stretched for a long time and felt refreshed.
The phone vibrated twice, and he reached for it and opened it. Several of them were work news, and after Zhun dealt with them one by one, he called Sister Jiao back.
"Hello, Mom."
"Where is it?... Santiao." There was a sound of mahjong on the phone.
Ji Zhun yawned: "I just returned to Beijing today, and I'm in Tan Jingyang's dormitory."
"Don't disturb Xiao Yang in class, do you hear me?" Sister Jiao's voice immediately rose an octave.
Brigadier General Ji took the phone a little further away, and said with a helpless smile: "Why do you think I only disturb others."
"Nonsense, that's a good, regular university! You're acting like a second-rate student every day. Stop scaring good students!"
"Tsk, you are really my own mother."
Sister Jiao threw another card out: "Hey, is Xiao Yang's school going to be on holiday soon? Do you two have plans to come back?"
"Yes, yes." Ji Zhun took a sip of the water Tan Jingyang left for him before leaving, "I guess it will be next weekend."
"Okay, okay!" Hearing that Ji Zhun and the others were going home, Sister Jiao instantly beamed with joy, "Xiao Le is going to be on vacation soon, so ask your dad to take us to the mountains to play."
"Okay!" Ji Zhun slowed down his voice, "Is everything okay at home? How are you and my dad doing? Where are your bags?"
"Everything is fine, everything is fine, I'm playing cards. Your dad is playing with Mr. Lu and the others. Baobao...baobao!! Come here, your brother is calling you--!"
As soon as Sister Jiao finished speaking, Ji Zhun heard the sound of dog hooves coming from the other end of the phone.
"Quick, say hello to brother." Sister Jiao lowered the phone, and a dog barked immediately.
"Woof!"
"Listen?" Sister Jiao asked.
"Listen." Ji Zhun sighed, "I'm quite energetic."
"You brat, please come back soon." Sister Jiao answered the call, "I miss you."
"Mom..." Jizhun's heart softened, and he just wanted to say something nice to coax sister Jiao. I heard Sister Jiao yelling, "Self-touch! All hahahahaha!"
Ji Zhun: "..."
"Hang up now! Remember to let us know when you plan to come back."
"Oh, bye Mom."
The phone beeped, beeped and disconnected.
Sure enough, Sister Jiao is still the same Sister Jiao.
...
This night, Ji Zhun and Tan Jingyang were more or less indulgent.
Especially Tan Jingyang, after tearing off that gentle and gentle appearance, all the strong and even paranoid possessive instincts in his bones came up.
Ji Zhun even began to confess in the end, but he still said the most gentle words, but he refused to stop no matter what.
So that Jizhun suddenly had an illusion in the chaos, he and Tan Jingyang returned to the old house on Tianshui Street.
On the ceiling was the pink light from Aunt Hui's shop. In another room, Tan Le was still sleeping soundly. At that time, they didn't dare to make much noise like they do now, but they couldn't help but want to melt each other into their flesh and blood.
The wind blows a corner of the curtain, bringing a lingering scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.
At some point, the skylight gradually dimmed, and a layer of blue enveloped the two of them.
Tan Jingyang opened his eyes and looked at Ji Zhun who was sleeping soundly with his head buried on his neck, the tenderness in his eyes turned into a lake.
He couldn't help but hugged the person in his arms again, and took a deep breath of the other person's unique smell.
...
In the early morning of the next day, Ji Zhun supported the full-length mirror, opened his neckline, squinted his eyes, and let out a sneer.
Tan Jingyang was neatly dressed, tidying up Ji Zhun's clothes with a gentle smile, and asked softly: "What do you want to eat? I heard from students that there is a breakfast shop nearby that makes very good xiaolongbao. I will take you to try it. taste?"
"Tsk, you look like a dog." Jizhun gritted his teeth and snorted, "You just show a little bit of reserve in front of others. Huh? Professor Tan."
"You forgot again." Tan Jingyang leaned down and smiled lowly against Ji Zhun's ear, "Have I never always had excellent acting skills?"
"Heh, not going to develop in the entertainment circle is really a shame for your great talent." Ji Zhun nodded and looked at Tan Jingyang with raised eyebrows, "Do you know that you are so good?"
Tan Jingyang slightly hooked her lower lip: "This matter... you just need to know."
"..."
...
During the National Day holiday, Ji Zhun and Tan Jingyang returned home together.
As soon as they parked the car, they saw a man and a dog running towards them from the small garden of Jizhun's house.
"Brother--! Brother-to-be-!"
Ji Zhun's eyes lit up: "Xiao Le!"
Tan Le is already in junior high school, and every time Jizhun and the others come back, this kid will grow a lot bigger than last time. Recently, he has reached the stage of voice change. His voice has changed from the original milky voice to a somewhat hoarse teenage voice. His facial features are also more angular than before, making him look like a little adult.
"It's taller again." Tan Jingyang said, stroking Tan Le's hair. Tan Le immediately dodged back, pouted and said, "Brother, can you stop touching me like a dog?"
"What's the matter?" Tan Jingyang rubbed Tan Le's head vigorously, "No matter how tall I am, I'm still your brother!"
Jiaojie and Chen Jianye heard the sound and hurried out. The moment they saw Ji Zhun, Jiaojie couldn't help but blush.
"Little bastard!" Sister Jiao shouted, pretending to be angry, "You still know how to go home?!"
When Ji Zhun saw Sister Jiao, his eyes instantly turned into crescent moons. He strode towards Sister Jiao with big strides, opened his arms and hugged her tightly into his arms.
"Lafayette, am I back?"
"Hmph! Next time you're away from home for so long, don't come back!" Sister Jiao said harshly, but her hands were still patting Ji Zhun's back, saying "little bastard" incoherently. "What a big boy" he shouted.
"Dad, Mom." Tan Jingyang greeted Chen Jianye and Sister Jiao gently.
Sister Jiao quickly took his hand and led him into the house: "Okay, okay, good boy!"
Chen Jianye also answered with a smile: "You don't know, your mother was so excited that she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. She got up to make dumplings in the middle of the night, and she was in a hurry with me if I didn't let her do it."
"You talk too much!" Sister Jiao slapped Chen Jianye, and the family went back to the house happily.
"Hey, you're back!" A familiar voice came from the kitchen, and Aunt Hui stuck her head out from inside.
Some gray hairs grew on her sideburns, but she was still in good spirits. Looking from behind, she looked the same as in the past, at most twenty or thirty years old.
"Your aunt Hui heard that you were coming back today, so she came to help early in the morning." Sister Jiao said as she tied on her apron. Upon seeing this, Tan Jingyang hurriedly went into the kitchen to help.
"Stop it!" Sister Jiao hurriedly pushed Tan Jingyang, "Are you tired after driving all the way? You two go upstairs to take a shower and rest. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
"Hey, okay!" Jizhun nodded hastily, but was kicked from behind by Sister Jiao, "You son of a bitch, you are always the number one dodger."
After eating, Ji Zhun and Tan Jingyang went to Heizi's house to take another look.
He and Chu Shulan's child was just born not long ago, a rough guy who is five big and three rough was tortured by a little guy, but he also enjoyed it.
Seeing all kinds of baby products piled up as high as a hill in the room, Ji Zhun was speechless. Heizi said to Heizi who was holding the child, "You're exaggerating a bit, aren't you?"
"Hey, you think I bought it?" Heizi shook his head helplessly, "Lv Xiulin brought it all. From infancy to college, I wish I could arrange this little brat's whole life."
"Lu Xiulin?" Ji Zhun was really surprised.
"No, Shulan and I were embarrassed and made the child recognize him as a godfather."
"Really." Ji Zhun smiled, the light in his eyes softened.
Looking at the back of Heizi coaxing the child in his arms, Jizhun really felt that it was rare for him and Lu Xiulin to be like this now.
Perhaps somewhere in the dark, there is indeed someone who has been silently blessing and guarding them...
...
After leaving Heizi's house, the two ran to see Huazi again. I heard from him that Cheng Zui went to Guangzhou with his master at the beginning of his new year, and now he is doing well there.
Huazi was very happy to see Tan Jingyang and Jizhun, and he probably took them to stay in the shop to eat hot pot that night. The three of them still gathered around the broken wooden table as they did back then, but now only Huazi is still smoking.
After a few glasses of wine, Hua Zi directly called Cheng Zui. It rang for a long time, but the person who picked it up was not Cheng Zui himself.
"Hello, who is it?" The other party's voice was gentle, and it sounded a bit like Tan Jingyang's at first glance.
Hua Zi was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Where's Cheng Zui? I'm his friend."
Before the man could speak, Cheng Zui's voice came from the phone.
"Who?"
"Say he's your friend."
After a while of rustling, Cheng Zui took the call.
"Hey, Brother Hua!" His voice sounded excited.
"Little sin, who do you think is next to me?" Before Cheng Zui could react, Hua Zi had already handed the phone to Tan Jingyang. Tan Jingyang froze for a moment, then picked up the phone and put it to his ear.
"Cheng Zui."
The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and Cheng Zui's unexpected voice came.
"Brother Yang...?"
"Are you okay?" Tan Jingyang slightly pulled the corner of his lower lip, "I heard from Hua Zi that you are now in Guangzhou."
"Well, my master has opened a bigger factory here, and I will manage it for him." Cheng Zui paused, then asked softly, "What about you? How are you doing in Beijing? He Jizhun..."
"We're all fine." Tan Jingyang looked up at Ji Zhun, and said softly, "He's by my side right now."
"Ah, that's right." Cheng Zui was silent for a moment, then smiled, "That's great."
Afterwards, the few of them chatted casually over the phone for a while. Cheng Zui wanted to buy some goods, so he proposed to hang up the phone first.
In the end, he also told Tan Jingyang and Ji Zhun that he would go to Guangzhou to play when he had time, and then introduce a friend to them.
The two looked at each other, and they had already guessed something in their minds.
...
After leaving Huazi's store, Jizhun and Tan Jingyang took the opportunity to go to Tianshui Street.
This place forgotten by time remains unchanged as always, with a big word "demolished" spray-painted on the red brick wall beside the road.
"I remember we talked about demolishing this house when we were in high school?" Jizhun said.
"It doesn't seem like this one."
"Hey, it must be! I noticed it when I first came to see you."
"Jizhun..." Tan Jingyang suddenly called softly and looked at one place.
"Um?"
Ji Zhun responded and followed his gaze towards the roadside, then was slightly startled.
I saw a pot of white orchids budding in the night outside a lighted house.
And in the center of the flower, a butterfly is landing on it, gently flapping its wings...
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The extra episode is over.
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Ahh advice me. Aaaaaaaaaa toss the story of Nao Nao and Brother Yang? Their future lives will continue to be colorful and full of sunshine! ! Thank you little cuties for accompanying you all the way. See you in the next story! !