Chen Fengcheng left without looking back. Li Yan really couldn't understand his operation. He sighed and bent down to dig out the things he threw into the medical trash can.
Wen Yi reached out first and took it out.
"Throw it behind the classroom." Li Yan said.
The box spun in Wen Yi's hand and was thrown into the air, and was caught by her again, "What did you just say?"
Li Yan glanced at her and walked side by side with her, "showing off the ring someone gave me and the mark made by a certain puppy."
Wen Yi smiled.
Lao Mu remained still in place, probably not noticing the little episode just now. Li Yan watched Wen Yi throw things into the trash can, then turned and walked to him.
"Teacher?" Li Yan waved his hand in front of him.
Lao Mu was brought back to his senses by a flash of crystal, and his eyes followed her movements.
Like waking up from a dream, "Ah, that."
He rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment and said, "I don't care about you during the holidays. Remember not to wear jewelry when you go to school."
Li Yan nodded, and Lao Mu immediately walked to the office, "Well, you draw first, and if you are missing anything, just tell me."
Finding that the door to the office was open, he looked inside and then stuck his head out, "Is Chen Fengcheng gone?"
Li Yan responded, "Maybe."
Almost no one disturbed her during the subsequent creative process. Occasionally, students from the next class would pass by and they would always stop and observe for a long time.
Wen Yi was writing a question in the classroom, and the gentle wind carrying the smell of paint drifted in from the window, turning the pages of the book in his hand. Whenever the wind blows, she will look out the window at the busy Li Yan.
It was too laborious to paint the entire wall, so Li Yan painted a few small things to fill the gaps. After a whole morning, his stomach made a sound of protest.
Li Yan frowned and rubbed his stomach. At that moment, Wen Yi poked his head out and said, "Are you going to eat?"
Li Yan threw the paintbrush into the bucket and stopped working. He sat cross-legged on the ground and looked up at her silently.
Wen Yi raised the corners of her mouth, turned around and came out of the front door, "Are you tired?"
Li Yan said expressionlessly, "I hate painting."
Li Yan had some paint on his face, and a very thin layer dried on his face. There was a sense of tension when he spoke.
Wen Yi raised his hand to rub it off for her, leaving a large patch of pink.
There are several dishes hanging on the wall, including cuisines from various countries. The colors are very clear, like colorful bubbles in summer.
Wen Yi stared at the plate of steak for a long time, very surprised.
The steak obviously looks brown, but how did she manage to make it colorful and look so beautiful?
"Baby, you're so good at painting!" Wen Yi held her face and kissed her hard.
Li Yan raised his dirty hands with a wooden face, rubbed her hands off with the back of his hands, and repeated numbly: "I hate painting."
Wen Yi admired her even more for being able to do even the most annoying things so perfectly. He kissed and rubbed her face regardless of the obstruction.
"Let's go, take the baby to eat delicious food!"
Wen Yi took her hand and tried to pull her up, but she didn't move the first time.
Li Yan slumped on the ground like a dead fish, "No, I must let my boss treat me to dinner."
Wen Yi opened his mouth and was about to say something when the office door creaked just right.
Lao Mu sneakily poked his head out to see how the progress was going, and was startled when he met the eyes of the two men.
"Hey," he opened the door and walked out, looking at the dazzling wall, "Hey! I thought this was a photo posted on it!"
He came closer and squinted to take a closer look, then stepped back with his hands behind his back and looked at the whole person, "Hey!"
"This is a sure win, a sure win!"
Li Yan leaned against Wen Yi, said nothing, and looked at him feebly.
Lao Mu rubbed his hands, "Hey, let's go! Eat whatever you want!"
Li Yan slowly stood up.
Most of the various activities I participated in at school were thankless and had no other substantial benefits other than gaining the admiration of a bunch of classmates.
Li Yan took a sip of warm water and handed the menu to Lao Mu.
The painting made her waist and back hurt, and her right hand holding the paintbrush was shaking.
Wen Yi added hot water to her and massaged her wrists respectfully.
Li Yan lowered his eyes for a long time and couldn't help but laugh.
Lao Mu looked at the two people opposite him and coughed twice uncomfortably, "Then let's do this for now. If it's not enough, please order more?"
Li Yan still bent his eyes, "Okay."
The man with some silver threads sprouting from his head looked through the hot water vapor at the two people opposite who behaved in a measured but intimate manner.
Sighing, he shook his head and raised the wine glass in his hand to take a sip.
At the dinner table, Lao Mu talked endlessly, like an ordinary man, talking about everything from his son's academic performance to the current education policy.
Li Yan was listening silently, and Wen Yi occasionally responded politely.
When someone listened to him speak, he spoke more energetically, and with the alcohol on his face, his whole face glowed red.
"At first, someone told me that you two were in love, and I thought he was spreading rumors to scare me." Lao Mu wiped his chin and squinted his eyes to recall, "Later, although I told you that I just like you, I still felt that I didn't like it in my heart. Comfortable... If my son is gay, I won’t break his legs!”
After saying that, he glanced at the rings on their hands and said, "Now, I suddenly feel that it's okay."
Wen Yi stopped his chopsticks to listen to him, and grabbed Li Yan who was about to pick up some food.
Li Yan felt a strange feeling in her heart. She swallowed unconsciously and put down her chopsticks obediently.
Lao Mu didn't miss the two people's little moves and laughed twice, "As long as you like it, just be happy. Li Yan's grades have improved a lot this semester, very good, very good!"
As they chatted and started talking nonsense, Li Yan picked up the chopsticks again.
Wen Yi was like an old drunkard who was used to socializing, changing cups with Lao Mu, but he was drinking tea, and his movements were very measured.
Li Yan couldn't help but laugh when he saw her catching Lao Mu's nonsense with ease.
"Hey, speaking of this..." Lao Mu didn't know where he got inspiration from her words, so he suddenly changed the topic.
"I told Li Yan to be careful about you. I was afraid that you wanted to bully her by insisting on being in the same class with her."
Li Yan paused and picked up his vague memories following his words.
Wen Yi's expression remained unchanged, "Oh? Really?"
"No, it's so scary!" Lao Mu picked up a peanut and chewed it, "Who knew you could actually..."
Lao Mu's eyes widened as he suddenly realized, "Could we have liked each other at that time?"
Li Yan licked his lower lip and pretended not to care.
From the corner of his eye, Wen Yi saw her poking at the vegetables nervously and raising the corners of her lips.
"Well, I've liked her a long time ago." Lao Mu suddenly became jealous and looked over curiously, "How do you know each other? I heard her say that you were classmates in junior high school?"
Wen Yi's smile deepened and he nodded, "I transferred here from the third grade of junior high school."
Li Yan remained silent, but quietly pricked up his ears.
Wen Yi reached under the table with his left hand and touched her thigh.
Li Yan shuddered and opened his eyes wide. He crossed his legs and buried his head deeper. The tips of his ears slowly turned red.
"Why did you transfer to another school?" Lao Mu pretended to be asking questions about his eighteenth generation ancestors. He was so curious that he couldn't help but lean forward with his upper body.
Wen Yi thought for a moment slowly, "Probably...I liked it at that time."
Li Yan lowered his head, his heart beating wildly, and blood rushing to his face.
What do you mean?
Lao Mu asked her the question in her mind.
Li Yan heard her speak slowly.
"When I was young... I met her a few times. I followed her for a long time, and I only found her in the third grade of junior high school."
Li Yan blinked.
Xu held the hand on her leg and squeezed something into it. She glanced down and saw Wen Yi's slender fingers.
What Wen Yi said later, Li Yan, who had been shocked for a long time, went in and out of his ears, leaving only a superficial impression in his mind.
The steaming water vapor in front of me misted my eyes, twisting and rotating, changing the scene again and again.
Just like her illusory heart at the moment.
Jingle Bell——
Lao Mu answered the phone and regretfully said that his wife urged them to go home, so he hurriedly paid and left.
This string of phone rings not only drove Lao Mu away, but also brought back Li Yan, who was wandering around the world.
Her mind moved, and she suddenly remembered something.
"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Wen Yi spoke first, blocking her words.
Li Yan glanced at her, then quickly moved away, "You..."
What are you?
She started, but she didn't know what to say next.
Wen Yi smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. It's normal if you don't remember."
Li Yan pursed his lips, looking tangled.
The chest was filled with sour emotions and was bulging.
"Classmate Li?" Seeing that she didn't reply, Wen Yi lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose affectionately, "Huh?"
Li Yan's long eyelashes trembled and swept to the end of her eyes.
Breathing hitched.
The whole body heated up rapidly, and the unabashed hot heat scalded their hearts and melted them together.
Li Yan opened his lips slightly, swallowed, raised his chin and leaned forward.
Unexpectedly, Wen Yi retreated first before they met.
Li Yan: "..."
While looking at her with resentful eyes, he couldn't help but feel shy about his initiative.
Wen Yi laughed softly.
The restaurant was extremely noisy. The two of them were sitting at a table for four in the corner, surrounded by customers who were talking loudly and smelling of alcohol.
In the excitement, Li Yan accurately captured her laughter.
"You..." Li Yan lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at her, "It turns out we have known each other so long ago."
But she couldn't remember anything, and could only capture some small fragments from her words.
Such as the pebble in the sun, such as the hard-earned cheap bracelet on the street stall.
Another example——
Suddenly another scene broke into Li Yan's mind. The little girl in the picture was listening to her singing blankly, her eyes reflecting her radiant look.
There was a lump in the throat.
"You..." Li Yan opened his mouth.
Wen Yi inserted his fingertips into her hair and caressed the back of her neck.
She lowered her head and fell with a passionate kiss, swallowing up the words she could not say.
The shouts of street vendors outside the gate came from far and near, drifting to the horizon along with the occasional laughter and chatter around them.
The pot on the table was simmering with bone broth, spreading the aroma outwards and casting a false mist over the environment.
Only the touching of each other is so real.
Even she herself was about to forget the past, so she lived in Wen Yi's memory.
Together with the self she had given up before, Wen Yi carefully put it away until today, far away, standing in Wen Yi's eyes and saying to her: Hi, long time no see.
Li Yan's eyes heated up and he tried hard not to shed tears.
Just repeating over and over again, "So we met so early..."
At a time when I don’t know whether it is midsummer or cold winter, there is a person who has mercilessly baptized her across time and space and deeply remembers her.
(End of chapter)