Chapter 17: dessert

The teaching building is a building from the 1990s, with black tiles and white walls, and the walls are exposed to the sun and rain. Light came in from the small window at the end of the corridor, and misty dust flew in that glimmer of sunlight.
Jiang Yan sat on the second step of the entrance to the teaching building, bowed her head slightly, and smiled.
Lu Lin was beside him, already smoking a cigarette.
He is more addicted to cigarettes than before.
"My brother has a game."
Jiang Yan looked up at him, casual sweatpants outlined his slender figure, and the clothes seemed a little unfit, slightly tight, showing a vigorous silhouette.
The sunlight hit his cheek on his side, harmonizing a three-dimensional and distinct silhouette.
He put out the cigarette and made a casual "um" sound.
"I'll come and cheer for him." Jiang Yan said carefully and deliberately.
"He is not in the police team." Lu Lin pierced her excuse: "You seem to have gone to the wrong venue."
Jiang Yan looked down at her toes, and did not speak dullly.
Really bully.
"I'll call Jiang Zhongchen over."
There were one or two vine flowers planted in the flowerbed next to it. It seemed that the branches and leaves were very luxuriant, and a leaf vine came out, gently hooking Lu Lin.
I don't know what other plants are entangled on the vine, with thorns.
He scratched his sleeves, as if to hold back.
Jiang Yan took a deep breath and said, "Do you remember this."
"Can not remember."
Lu Lin spoke this quickly and decisively.
I just don't remember anyway.
I don’t remember that this is the place where they first kissed. She was sitting where she was sitting. The sun was as warm as it is today, and the breeze was blowing gently on the large patches of wisteria on the wall behind her.
He was wearing a military green short-sleeved shirt. She was wearing a white dress. Two ignorant young men kissed gracefully on the mossy stone steps behind the school building for half an hour, and no one was willing to leave.
She held his face, held his lower lip, and took a green suck. He opened his mouth without a teacher, and his lips folded tighter and deeper, slightly moistened, with a palpable sound.
The smell from him also entered her body, so unforgettable.
The eaves shimmered with golden light, and the tiny spider dragged the slender hairspring down, shining in the shadow of the sun.
Time flickers, and he has grown up.
Lu Lin put his hands in his bag, facing each other from his back.
Jiang Yan laughed suddenly, stood up, limped and walked to Lu Lin's side: "What are you nervous about? I'm asking if you remember how to get to Sanjiao from here, and Duan'er is waiting for me there."
It's been a long time since she came back, she can't remember the way, after all, this is his school.
Lu Lin pointed to the road ahead: "Go over there, walk out of the garden, turn left and walk ten meters, turn right."
"Brother Lu Lu has a good memory, don't you remember, how is the nearest road from here to Communication University?"
Lu Lin moved his hand to the other side, and he let it go.
That road was where he had countless nights with black and high winds. He stepped over the wall and went to a thief road.
"Look, how can you forget."
When Jiang Yan left, she said, "I can't forget, and of course my brother can't forget it even more."
After all, he liked her so fiercely.
Because of the city games, everyone was hungry, the cafeteria was a lot more lively than usual, and the long queues went outside.
On Lu Lin's plate, a portion of potato sirloin and lettuce, four taels of rice, was full.
The comrades from the police stations nearby ate their meals. Although Lu Lin was hungry, he was reserved and not rude.
Holding the plate, Xiao Wang walked over to Lu Lin and sat down.
"I miss it, Senior Lu Lu, we are having a big pot meal in the canteen together again, and when I was a teenager, I was so young and I followed you..."
He gave him a shy look, his eyes full of tenderness.
Lu Lin trembled with goose bumps, moved a position to the right in disgust, continued eating, and ignored him.
Xiao Wang continued to say: "At that time, people dreamed every night..."
Lu Lin's gun was on the table.
Xiao Wang shut up immediately, quiet as a chicken.
God, who came to the school to participate in the sports meet, also brought a gun!
Lu Lin continued to eat, snoring and speeding up.
At this time, Xiao Wang took out a box of Dove chocolates and handed it to Lu Lin.
"A snack from an elementary school girl in the third grade of criminal investigation."
"Go back." Lu Lin didn't lift his head and continued to pick up rice.
Xiao Wang took out a box of mousse cakes: "A from the Education Bureau asked me to bring it to you. Although the cake is a bit small, it's not enough to fill your stomach, it's a lot of heart."
"Go back."
Xiao Wang nodded, and put an exquisite small pink lunch box on the table from behind, just beside the dark pistol.
"Do you jingle the cat?" Lu Lin finally became impatient: "Why don't you collect so many pieces."
"The of the Jiangcheng TV News Agency." Xiao Wang deliberately emphasized the word'news agency', holding a circumflex tone: "This lesbian, specially instructed me, must make her own sweet sweets. Deliver it to her brother Lu Lu."
Lu Lin's eyes fell on the pink lunch box. Before he could speak, Xiao Wang immediately said, "I know, go back!"
He was about to take away the lunch box, Lu Lin's big palm had already stretched out and patted it on the box.
"No need to."
Short and powerful.
A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Wang stood at the entrance of the canteen, smiling and waiting for Lu Lin: "Lu Team, the cake made by the female reporter of the news agency, sweet?"
"how could I know."
Lu Lin wiped off the cream from the corner of his mouth with a tissue and left.
In the afternoon, the sports field.
Jiang Zhongchen trot on the green field in front of him, doing warm-up exercises.
"Don't do it."
Jiang Yan was sitting in the shade of the tree and smearing her nails: "You will be a shooting competition later, so you don't need to warm up."
She raised her gaze, Jiang Zhongchen was gesticulating muscles exaggeratedly, and not far away, there was a row of young and beautiful girls standing screaming at the shooting range.
"People didn't look at you."
Jiang Zhongchen leaped and ran to Jiang Yan, humming: "People are looking at you Lu Lu."
Jiang Yan's hand trembled, and her nails were painted on her fingers.
She raised her head: "It's all started, so soon?"
"Hey, take a moment." Jiang Zhongchen followed her limping figure, chasing after her to support her: "Don't fall."
There was no Lu Lin in the shooting range.
"Liar!" Jiang Yan stared at Jiang Zhongchen angrily.
Jiang Zhongchen said with a smile: "Brother Lu matches all in the morning, who made you dawdle for so long."
"I am..." She paused: "I am making a cake for you. I was delayed!"
"I'm going to prepare." Jiang Zhongchen helped Jiang Yan to sit down in the audience: "You stay here and stay cool, your brother Lu is busy, leaving early."
Jiang Yan pouted her lips and sat bored by the audience, watching Jiang Zhongchen's game.
He came to the scene, wearing special ink-colored glasses, dismantled the gun, loaded it, and moved smoothly.
He was unexpectedly handsome.
His shooting was taught by Lu Lin at the beginning, three shots hit the bullseye, and the entire arena was boiling.
He lifted up, raised his chin in the direction Jiang Yan was, and smiled triumphantly.
Jiang Yan covered her ears and avoided the screaming girl beside her.
Although Jiang Yan said that she was far worse than your master, she still gave him a thumbs up as a model sister in the new era.
Before long, several boys sat beside Jiang Yan.
"Junior girl, are you here to see Jiang Zhongchen?"
Ouch, primary school girl, Jiang Yan likes this title.
Jiang Yan turned her head and said softly: "Yes."
The one who talked to her was a tall and stout blue man wearing a gray sweater.
"I was a step late in signing up today, otherwise, there would be no part of Jiang Zhongchen's performance!"
Jiang Yan smiled and said, "So amazing."
Frozen Touqing sat next to Jiang Yan: "Junior school girl, Jiang Zhongchen's game is nothing good, leave a phone call, next time my brother will show you what a real shooting is."
"Wow, my brother is so cool." Jiang Yan pretended to be exclaimed: "Is my brother from the Police Academy too?"
"Yes, I am Jiang Zhongchen's classmate, and his marksmanship is far worse than mine."
"Well, then we Zhongchen will have to ask my brother to give more advice."
Stupefied Qing was about to say a trifle. After thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong. He looked at Jiang Yan hesitantly: "You are his daughter..."
Frozen Tauqing hadn't asked her "girlfriend" yet, and Jiang Yan said straightly, "I'm the fuck."
"..."
Leng Touqing and the group of men behind him were silent.
A cool wind blew by, and Jiang Yan's smile deepened.
"School girl...what are you kidding?"
It was another three combos. After Jiang Zhongchen hit the target, he waved his hand in the direction where Jiang Yan was. That's a pride and pride!
"Good boy." Jiang Yan sat in a chair dignified and gave Jiang Zhongchen a thumbs up: "Mom is proud of you."
The boys on the side walked away with shame.
Jiang Yan laughed and turned around, but saw Lu Lin leaning on the edge of the stand, looking intently into the arena.
She was clearly only two meters away from him, but he didn't look at her.
But I don't know how long I have been standing here.
Jiang Yan waved at him and took away the bag from the table next to her: "Brother, come and sit down."
Lu Lin hesitated for a moment, and finally took a step forward, dragged to her side, and sat down.
As soon as he approached, Jiang Yan felt inexplicably uplifted and nervous in her heart. There was a smell in him, and she felt that adrenaline was secreting faster after smelling the smell she liked.
"brother…"
"Everyone is your brother." Lu Lin said blankly.
Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he had just heard her and that stunned conversation.
It sounds like it sounds like a bit of a taste.
Jiang Yan leaned close to him, facing his strong and strong arm, and said: "Everyone else is a serious brother, you are not."
Lu Lin felt her hot and humid breath, falling on the skin of his arm.
He was silent and did not ask, but he was also listening.
"You are the kind of elder brother..."