The sound of Hu Xiujie's footsteps dispersed the gossip in the classroom.

Liu Yixuan hid the gift under the stool with a red face, the owls returned to their seats, and Xie Lan returned to his seat in silence.

The physics morning self-study consisted of two physics classes, without a break in between, and Hu Xiujie was in charge of it alone, so no one dared to act presumptuously.

When class was about to end, Dou Sheng suddenly threw a small paper ball over.

Xie Lan glanced at Hu Xiujie who was writing on the blackboard, and silently unfolded.

[What's the matter, it feels like you were not happy just now? 】

Xie Lan struggled for a while, sighed softly, and replied with his ugly and ugly font.

【No, I just wanted you to see if I have a fever】

A relieved voice came from someone beside him. Hu Xiujie was still writing a long calculation formula, when Dou Sheng suddenly reached out his hand and rested his soft palm on his forehead.

Xie Lan froze, and before he could escape, the hand retracted again.

Dou Sheng quickly wrote two lines on a piece of paper and threw it back: 【I don't have a fever, I'm leaving for Yichang at night, bring more clothes. 】

oh.

Xie Lan threw the ball of paper into the desk with a blank expression and continued to listen to the class.

The secret love didn't work out, so how can I take the position to vent my anger on the other party. The reason is so, but he seems to be able to hear the sound of the iceberg of his emotions breaking apart.

Maybe everyone has their own lemon to eat, and those who are tempted will be sour until the end alone.

After lunch, Liu Yixuan took everyone to the corridor between the laboratory building and the teaching building, where "Love Dance" will be filmed.

She set up the camera, and Dou Sheng kindly sponsored a seat, and everyone took action immediately when the sun was at its best.

Liu Yixuan held the mobile phone and said, "According to the division of labor explained in the group, we will dance together first, then Yu Fei, Xie Lan and Douzi, Jing Jing and Dai You will dance together for section two, and finally each of us will dance alone. Everyone understands. ?"

Dai You raised his hand, "Question, my division of labor says that the personal dance scene is an outdoor staircase?"

Liu Yixuan hummed, "I chose two scenes to record the solo dance. Xie Lan, Yu Fei and I were in the small playground, and the other three were on the outdoor stairs. I was in charge of the shooting here, and Douzi was in charge of the outdoor stairs."

"Understood." Yu Fei smiled, "Let's start."

Liu Yixuan stood in the center in front of the camera, "Remember, we finally used very few group shots, and most of them had to be edited by split shots, so don't be too cautious, just start recording, record five times, it doesn't matter if the front is not even, everyone has to jump up Only then can we gradually get in tune, and strive to have usable materials for everyone and every action."

After saying that, she went to play the music.

The warm and lovely prelude sounded, and everyone started to move along with it. Liu Yixuan is professional, everyone else is a radio gymnastic with a hippie smile, and Xie Lan is a radio gymnastic with a blank face.

He clasped his hands under his neck, and when he opened his hands, he swung his head to the same side, just in time to see Liu Yixuan's profile.

The girl in the JK uniform has drooping eyelashes, and the skirt of the light coffee-colored pleated skirt gently rises as she swings her hips on tiptoe. vitality.

Xie Lan indifferently withdrew his gaze following the change of dance movements, his movements were mechanical, and his mind had already gone far away.

Liu Yixuan satisfies every feature that Dou Sheng said. People around me, unpopular celebrities, have good works, and they can play the violin. This is probably a vague clue, but in fact they can play the bamboo flute.

She even has the same hobby as Dou Sheng: JK clothes.

Xie Lan wraps his arm from the top of his head to one side, puts his hand together with the other hand, twists his waist alternately left and right, then puts his hands under his chin, jumps back while shaking his head, and gently steps on his feet to swing his hips . The shameful action made the hairs all over his body explode, and then he thought that Dou Sheng behind him was probably sneaking glances at Liu Yixuan just like him, and he felt a little embarrassed at what to do.

The music is getting warmer and more joyful, and the people around are getting into the mood, but he is a little bit in a trance.

Who am I and where am I.

Why are you coming back home?

And for whom are you dancing here?

Help.

After dancing perfunctorily, Xie Lan blushed down to the neck, feeling uncomfortable all over, and quickly ran to the side to drink water to cool down.

Liu Yixuan and others excitedly watched the replay around the screen, and Che Ziming, who came to join in the fun, disturbed the people with laughter throughout the process.

"Everyone looks happy, why are you so embarrassed, Dai You? Herring, you look so serious and sweet, it's so fucking ridiculous hahahaha... Douzi, you're so flirtatious!"

There was laughter and laughter, and Xie Lan drank water alone. After a while, Che Ziming suddenly yelled, "Lan, what's wrong with you? Why are you so expressionless from the beginning to the end? The audience at station B owes you coins?"

He was interrupted by Liu Yixuan before he finished speaking, "I think this is very good. Everyone has different expressions, and thousands of faces are displayed at once. Xie Lan's blushing and indifferent appearance is so cute, keep it up! "

Hearing this, Xie Lan raised his eyes, met her sweetly smiling eyes full of expectation, and suddenly pulled out a stiff smile.

Liu Yixuan's expression froze.

The second time, Xie Lan maintained a business smile from the beginning to the end. When watching the video, Che Ziming's face was wrinkled into a rag, "Do you know how weird you are like this? Damn, please don't laugh."

Xie Lan gave him a cold look, "Take care of yourself."

"Ah?" Che Ziming's eyes were blank for a moment, feeling aggrieved, "Lan, today is so fierce."

Dai You said with a smile, "It's okay, the more you do this, the more effective the show will be. But everyone must manage their eyesight. Xie Lan and Yu Fei don't always look at Liu Yixuan. Douzi is the best performer, and always keep his eyes on the front."

Looking ahead?

Xie Lan glanced at Dou Sheng when he heard the words, thinking that this person has some working principles, and he didn't frantically peep at Liu Yixuan while shooting the video.

Dou Sheng looked at the screen with a smile on his face, as if he was reluctant to look away. After a while, he raised his head and smiled at Xie Lan: "Our movements are in perfect harmony. It's so tacit."

Xie Lan returned a faint gaze.

Is it.

Dou Sheng was a little dazed by his look, his Adam's apple moved, and he leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter? I really think you're acting weird today."

Xie Lan continued to drink water with a numb face, "The weather is bad, and I'm in a normal mood."

"The weather is not good today?" Dou Sheng was shocked, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the glass passage, "What kind of weather is good?"

Xie Lan only looked at him indifferently, put down the water and returned to his stand.

Dou Sheng was stunned again.

Xie Lan was even more annoyed, both annoyed that she was extremely clever and broke through Dou Sheng's secret, and also annoyed by the emotion that could not restrain herself. But when he was upset, he forgot the embarrassment of dancing. He danced together five times, and his condition was getting better and better. The last movement was smooth and spliced, and every movement was caught in the beat of the music. , with a cold look, awkwardly and distressingly proficient under the warm and festive music, Dong Jingjing shouted cute and fainted.

After the joint jump, it's time for the two-two point jump. Xie Lan and Dou Sheng are in a group.

Dou Sheng's long hands and legs look very good. When he jumped to imitate a peacock protruding to one side and jumping on one leg, he swung happily in front of him. He turned his head unexpectedly and met Xie Lan's gaze.

"..."

Dou Sheng's sole slipped and sprained on the spot.

Everyone beside them laughed so hard that they were about to burst into tears, Liu Yixuan laughed and lay in Dong Jingjing's arms, and paused the music.

"You two, settle any personal grievances first!"

Dou Sheng sighed, and shook his ankle a little aggrieved, "What are you doing? I don't know if I'm easily frightened."

Xie Lan looked back silently, "I'm sorry, I'm looking for a style that suits me."

Che Ziming laughed and thumped the ground, "Is it the style of the underworld! Xie Lan, the Ghost King of the Eighteenth Palace, Hu Xiujie finally has someone to succeed!"

The second time, Xie Lan tried hard not to look at Dou Sheng, but his face was still stern. In the corner of the eye, someone exaggerated every movement, as if trying to amuse him deliberately, but the happier Dou Sheng was, the more frozen the expression on his face became. In the end, the camera turned into an autistic boy who was kidnapped to go into business.

"I definitely provoked you today." Dou Sheng watched the replay and sighed meaningfully, "I have to think about it."

Xie Lan said nothing. He survived all the co-shoots in silence, and finally left Dou Sheng temporarily.

The sunshine on the small playground was very strong, Liu Yixuan chose for a long time, and finally chose the scene on the boulevard. She first set up the machine to record by herself, went through it once, and then Yu Fei.

Yu Fei was usually so depressed that he wanted to collapse on the ground, but this time he danced very cooperatively. He danced once seriously, and after watching the replay, he felt that he didn't do a good job, so he volunteered to re-record it.

Xie Lan looked at Liu Yixuan who was controlling the plane not far away, and couldn't help but sigh again.

In fact, Liu Yixuan and Dou Sheng are quite suitable.

My classmates are all doing UP, and their personalities are also very sunny.

The skin is very white, and they are all Homo sapiens who walk independently on two hands and two feet. One male and one female, the species and gender are suitable.

The cicadas were so loud that it made him a little irritable.

"Xie Lan." Liu Yixuan let Yu Fei rest and waved at him, "Here you go."

As Yu Fei retreated, the young master's pale face turned red under the scorching sun, and he took the mineral water and walked to the shade of a nearby tree.

Xie Lan stepped forward, watched Liu Yixuan adjust the camera, and suddenly asked without thinking, "Do you know who gave that gift?"

"Ah?" Liu Yixuan was startled, raised her head from behind the camera and said, "It couldn't be you, could it?"

"..."

Xie Lan sighed, "No."

Liu Yixuan asked, "Then do you know who it is?"

"I......"

A dark thought flashed through Xie Lan's mind for a moment.

If he gave Liu Yixuan a hint at this moment, he would immediately know Liu Yixuan's reaction, and would know whether it was possible for Dou Sheng and her.

But if this is done, it will undoubtedly disrupt the rhythm of Dou Sheng's own confession, and maybe a relationship will be gone like this.

He was silent for three seconds and then sighed softly, "I don't know, I just gossip with everyone, I really want to know the truth."

Liu Yixuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "I'm so panicked, how could anyone give such an expensive gift to a classmate. That's all right, hurry up and dance, the light won't be good for a while."

Xie Lan hummed.

Perhaps it was because he didn't sleep at noon and danced several times under the scorching sun, Xie Lan was not very comfortable all afternoon.

The big holiday is approaching, and the whole class is a little distracted. During the break, Dou Sheng and Liu Yixuan got together to study how to edit and storyboard the video. Che Ziming and the others frantically discussed travel plans. The train ticket is at 12:30 tonight. Meet at the station at forty.

Xie Lan listened to them discussing the board game they were going to play on the long drive, but he was in no mood.

He really wants to say a few words to Dou Sheng, maybe it doesn't need to be said that I liked you, all he needs to do is pull him and say frankly that I can see it, and I wish you well. As long as I say this, maybe I can quickly cross this hurdle.

But after finally making it to the break, Dou Sheng took a courier call and went out, only to come back soon after class.

Xie Lan got up and let him in, and Dou Cheng looked at him for a while before sitting down, "What's the matter? Don't tell me you're not feeling well, you're obviously in a bad mood."

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, Xie Lan suddenly feels that all the emotions have gathered in one exit, frowning: "Don't ask."

The class bell rings.

Dou Sheng said in a low voice: "If you are unhappy, you have to say it, you are like this, everyone feels uncomfortable."

"I got it, I got it." Xie Lan frowned even tighter, "Can you leave me alone."

This seems to be a bit heavy.

After hearing this, Dou Sheng was stunned for a long time. After a long time, he returned to his seat without saying a word.

There seemed to be a subtle gap between the two of them suddenly, like a thorn stuck in the throat, which made people feel confused.

Xiao Ma went into vacation mode early, and they took the bus home together after school.

Xie Lan sat by the window, and Dou Sheng sat on his right side, all the way silent.

At seven o'clock, the city's night lights first came on, and the bus route detoured and drove onto a bridge across the river with many tunnels.

There are sixteen short deceleration tunnels on the bridge. The car was driving on the bridge, and outside the car window, the neon lights of the city were reflected on the river. The light was sufficient, and the car glass only vaguely reflected Xie Lan's face nearby. After a while, the bus drove into the dark tunnel, and the dim lights in the car were still there. The feeling suddenly became stronger, and Dou Sheng's face behind him appeared on the glass again.

The moment Dou Sheng's shadow lit up on the glass, Xie Lan realized that he had been watching him from behind, but he didn't look back.

The darkness and light constantly change as the car drives, and the shadows of him and Dou Sheng on the glass also intersect. The tunnel is very short, but the distance between the bridge decks is very long. Most of the time, Xie Lan can only stare blankly at his faint shadow overlapping on the streetscape, but during the rare tunnel time, Dou Sheng His face flashed briefly on the glass, but each time, he watched quietly behind him.

The light kept jumping, and after jumping more than a few times, Xie Lan suddenly felt an indescribable feeling.

As if if he didn't turn around the next time he drove into that short tunnel, he'd miss the person staring behind him.

After a long time, the bus finally drove down the river bridge, and the street scene with scattered lights became coherent, and Dou Sheng's shadow could no longer be seen.

When Xie Lan turned his head again, Dou Sheng had already withdrawn his gaze.

There seemed to be a sudden emptiness in his heart, the kind that was difficult to fill.

Zhao Wenkai was not here tonight, and the two of them didn't mention the meal after returning home, nor did they discuss packing luggage together. Xie Lan went back to the room directly, and Dou Sheng signed for Zhao Wenkai to receive a huge courier, and silently dragged the box into the storage room.

Xie Lan was alone in the room for a while, and for some reason, the two shadows on the car just now kept reappearing in his mind.

He is squandering Dou Sheng's tenderness and tolerance as a friend.

Maybe he is really sick, it's nothing more than a few embarrassing physical contacts with Dou Sheng, and he has thoughts that he absolutely shouldn't have. And even if Dou Sheng changed his nickname to Doctor Douzi, it could not cure his disease, he could only heal himself.

After a long time, Xie Lan took a deep breath, planning to break the ice with Dou Sheng.

He walked to the door and opened it, just in time to hear the sound of the door next door, and Dou Sheng came out of it almost at the same time.

When they met, they were all taken aback.

Xie Lan said: "I...get the water."

Dou Sheng was silent for a while, "I'm looking for you."

Xie Lan stood still in place, not knowing how to pick it up.

The natural relationship between the two seemed to become awkward due to the ghosts in his heart.

Dou Sheng walked up to him, stopped talking a few times, and finally clicked his tongue, "I've thought about it carefully, and the only possibility is..."

He seemed to be a little anxious, and stopped when he said this, and moved his neck.

It took a long time before he whispered: "You don't think Liu Yixuan's gift is from me, do you?"

Xie Lan was stunned.

He instinctively said, "Not you?"

Dou Sheng's eyes moved slightly, the trace of anxiety dissipated, and he felt a little helpless, but he couldn't help but slightly curled up the corners of his mouth, with a bit of youthful pride.

"Of course not. I don't like her. Why spend so much money on gifts for her? Besides, am I the kind of bumpkin who buys an expensive gift and confesses his love?"

What kind of bun is a bumpkin? Xie Lan doesn't understand.

But he suddenly felt his heart beating a little faster.

Inexplicably, he couldn't express how he felt at the moment. It seems that something is about to come out, but in an instant, I feel that it is my own wishful thinking.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: "The people around me, celebrities, and minorities, have good works, who else is not her?"

Dou Sheng didn't say anything, just looked at him.

After a long time, Dou Sheng raised his hand and placed it on Xie Lan's head.

Xie Lan subconsciously wanted to hide, but he held back and let Dou Sheng rub his head.

Dou Sheng asked in a low voice: "Ti Xilinbi, do you still remember?"

Xie Lan didn't react, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

"I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I just live in this mountain. After so many days, I should understand this sentence."

Dou Sheng's tone was light and gentle. Looking at Xie Lan's dazed expression, he slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Make up the homework I left you a long time ago, if you really don't know how to do it, just ask me, and I'll teach you."

Xie Lan stopped talking. The blood in his whole body seemed to stop for a moment, and it took a long time before it began to flow slowly, probably because the blood flow was too slow, and a numb feeling was generated from the fingertips, and crawled along the blood all over the body.

His mind was empty, as if he had been wiped out by something, and he didn't know how to react.

It's not that I don't understand at all, it's that I understand half-understand, and I'm not sure.

Just as he was about to say something, Dou Sheng's cell phone rang suddenly.

Dou Sheng looked calm, but his fingertips trembled slightly. Xie Lan saw that he was going to answer the call, but he tapped the speakerphone all of a sudden.

Yu Fei's sad and speechless voice sounded.

"Douzi, Xie Lan isn't with you, is he? I have something to tell you alone."

There was an embarrassing silence for a few seconds, Dou Sheng raised his eyebrows, "Uh..."

There was also silence on the phone, and then Yu Fei sighed forcefully. Through the phone, people could feel the exhaustion and despair.

"Okay, I'm here. I didn't want more people to know about this embarrassing thing, but Lan is not a big-tongued person."

He took a deep breath and said speechlessly, "Can you come to my house and save me? I can't seem to go out smoothly, and my dad will send me to see a psychiatrist overnight."

Xie Lan's brain had already stopped thinking, and he was stunned when he heard the words, and subconsciously said, "Why?"

Yu Fei took a deep breath, took a deep breath, and took a deep breath.

Then he cursed, and the mosquito squeezed through his teeth like a mosquito: "My dad opened the express and found the second set of Hanfu I planned to give to Croissant."

What?

Xie Lan thundered: "How come? Wha... What??"

Yu Fei sighed, with a detached tone of understanding the pain of the world.

"He finally figured out why his son who has everything he wants has been depressed since he was a child."

"He thinks I have a gender identity disorder."

The author has something to say: The lazy egg arched its fingers while typing on the keyboard.

ask! It was so anxious that it smoked: it didn't know the true face of Mount Lu, only because the egg was in this mountain! What do you mean by that? ?

The person typing on the keyboard held up his teacup leisurely: I don't know.

How can you not know! Lazy jumping up and down: such a simple poem!

The person typing on the keyboard glanced at it and smiled: I don't know, I didn't graduate from primary school.