Chapter 126: .My World (3)

No class in the afternoon, Yuan Rong's head swelled so much that he simply climbed into bed and fell asleep. The roommate insisted on being a precursor to a cold and forced him to take two pills of cold medicine.
Under the neat hypnotic rain feet, the sky was dull, everything was trapped in the endless melancholy, and Yuan Rong soon fell asleep in the warm blanket.
Just after the holiday on New Year's Day, Fan Cheng was located by the sea, and had not entered the chill of the killing. This rain was a signal before the day changed.
After a good night's sleep, the original body and bones were all softened, and the eyes were clear and clear, sweeping away the fatigue of lack of sleep.
As soon as I turned on the phone, there were five missed calls, two were by Xu Lunkai, and three...unfamiliar numbers.
Afterwards, he seemed to have forgotten something important. The cold Roman numerals on the screen had reached 18 o'clock. When his stunned brain couldn't turn around, another phone call came.
No way, pick it up.
Yuanrong held his breath and waited for the other side to be angry, but listened to a teasing tone: "Yo, kid, can I take it easy?"
Yuan Rong smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I slept too much."
"It's okay," the voice of turning the pages came from there, and the speaker's tone was also light, as if I really didn't feel at ease. "I came back from this trip, and I just have to do other things. How about, the time limit is relaxed to 8 hours, you Do you want something delicious?"
Jiang Sanshao lowered his body and waited until now. His attitude was sincere and approachable, just like a young and gracious senior, who had made the original appearance immense, and refused to be too ignorant.
"Then respect is better to obey?" Yuan Rong smiled, "But it's not convenient to go to such a heavy rain. Let's make an appointment with Yu Cui Lou?"
Yucui Building, a fully outsourced restaurant in the four large dining halls of the V, with a variety of patterns and the highest popularity, is called a "small gourmet building" by the envious students. It is the original capacity that loves the third floor chestnut chicken casserole, and the fragrant fragrance is soft The soft chicken thighs are surrounded by chestnuts soaked in old soup, served with corn rice and sweet corn.
They went a little late, the students of the big army had already left the cafeteria, and the two happened to find a quiet sofa seat.
Jiang Qiusheng wasn't hypocritical either. After taking off his suit jacket and wrapping it out with a cashmere coat, the whole person looked much younger. The anger in his eyes softened in the anger of Sri Lankan paperwork.
The two held a large black umbrella, Jiang Qiusheng took care of the original appearance, the umbrella was dumped to him more, and the sleeve of his left jacket was covered with a line of water drops, which looked crystal and lovely.
He sat down arbitrarily, shaking the water on his sleeves, and said with emotion: "When is this place so prosperous? When you say you are going to Yucui Building, I thought you were packing me up."
Yuan Rong's eyes widened in surprise, and brought two sets of tableware: "Isn't this the case before Yucui Building?"
"No," Jiang Qiusheng's pair of phoenix eyes is full of novelty. Looking left and right, it seems that all the dishes should be studied thoroughly. "At that time, the four major canteens were not the four largest, but the three Canadian canteens for foreign students. All of them In-school bag, love to eat or not, what you sell what you eat."
Yuan Rong heard a little bit about the past: "The year I entered the school was the year before. I just canceled the international student cafeteria, changed the first floor to self-service, and received guests above the second floor. Then all except Jingshan Bay were outsourced. Eat at a counter to change."
Jiang Qiusheng looked like a migrant worker who had just entered the city. He walked from east to west to take a closer look, and wanted to eat anything. It is a pity that the chestnut chicken recommended by the original capacity is relatively sweet. He is from Beijing and cannot eat sweet vegetables. Finally, he ordered braised pork rice.
The two chatted a lot. Tucao teachers, systems and the like, they were surprised to find that they still have three or four co-teachers, kindly not.
Jiang Qiusheng finally sighed: "The cafeteria was so delicious, and I would not move out."
He seems to be the kind of person who pays great attention to the quality of life, and the original content is understandable.
"I originally wanted to move out," Yuan Rong raised his eyebrows, and seemed to think of some interesting nostalgia. "However, his self-care ability is limited. My roommates are also good and get along well. He likes to be lively, saying I moved him one. It's boring to live, so I canceled the plan."
"Roommates are nice and hard to come by. I didn't mention it at that time. There are always things in the eight-family space... I lived there at that time. There was a snack street underneath the Tianhe Yudu across the street. There was no alarm clock at all in the morning. At some point, you will wake up hungry as soon as you smell the fragrance. I remember someone who sells Tianjin soup dumplings, especially authentic. After biting off a broth, I have eaten a lot of soup dumplings after graduation. Not authentic in the alley."
His eyes are full of nostalgia, and he seems to be immersed in the youthful days that rebelled against the years when he broke out of the family alone.
I don't know why, Jiang Qiusheng said in a few words, the original content can imagine the scent of the bun, as if the taste between the lips and teeth has really been filled.
This is the conversation skill, the original smile, just a few words can bring you into the other party's state of mind.
But what did he do with him?
I looked at the swan youth who was happily again without any traces. At this moment, the two buttons on the top of his shirt were unbuttoned, and the tie was thrown away somehow, revealing an elegant long neck, because the food was too urgent, and the skin was rosy. , The Buddha looks more popular.
He seems to think that this braised pork rice is very authentic. He has been boasting about the old soup and using a few big ingredients. It seems that he is a senior student who returns to his alma mater and narrates the old school.
Since Jiang Qiusheng didn't make it clear, Yuanrong continued to pretend to be stupid.
In the end, Jiang Qiusheng raised his head fiercely, and the pair of Danfeng eyes blocked by the glasses were sharply staring at the overwhelmed original appearance, and coldly asked, "Who are you?"
I?
Originally unknown, he blinked and reacted, smiling: "It is true that I haven't introduced myself yet. However, the three young masters have found my phone number, so they shouldn't be stupid?"
Jiang Qiusheng laughed: "Okay, the original appearance is right, the name is pretty good. The Buddha's saying is "Yuan Yuan Wu Er"."
He seemed to cover his embarrassment, and said: "I'm angry when I talk about the name. Look at my elder brother, my elder sister, a'spring breeze does not pass through Yumenguan', a'protecting the border and defending Tibet', until I become this common name child."
Yuan Rong thought for a while: "Is there a saying?"
"Don't say, it really does," Jiang Qiusheng belched, put chopsticks on his back, and leaned back on the soft backrest of the sofa chair, casually, "My dad said, when I was born, the sky fell, he Such people, you know, all feudal and superstitious people, I saw a master of numerology, and said that I worked hard all my life, just for the kind of humanity, for the country, in short, not for myself, devoted to the kind of hard work 'Great man'."
At the end of his speech, he sneered: "What a great man is stupid. I pride myself on not sacrificing the spirit of the self to achieve the self, I will be a vulgar and earn money to enjoy myself. My dad believes so much, my little son , Don’t want to make me so hard, the master numerology gave up a common name and suppressed the life of my "great man."
The original could not bear to laugh out: "Then you say the common name, I think it's pretty good. Really, for another person to change the temperament, it may be the common name."
He always speaks with a pair of elegant black eyes, without much emotional ups and downs, but it makes people feel sincere and not fake.
Jiang Qiusheng likes him, and it is strange to say that this beautiful child who always looks mature is always able to put down his vigilance and relax when he gets along.
Jiang Qiusheng raised his lips: "You have never heard of my nickname."
Yuanrong was curious: "Similar to dog leftovers, cow eggs?"
"Better than that," Jiang Qiusheng coughed in disguise. "Come on, the cafeteria is about to catch people."
Yuan Rong was curious all the way. Jiang Qiusheng kept silent when he talked about this topic. Then he turned around and saw a pair of big eyes full of inquiry, and finally defeated.
"Okay, I said, don't shout at me!" Jiang Qiusheng covered his face, seeing no one around, leaning into his ears, whispering, "... Niu Niu."
The original Rong didn't hold back and pouted.
"Laugh, laugh, little rabbit," Jiang Qiusheng gritted his teeth and pinched his little face, "Don't let me grab your handle."
Yuan Rong smiled enough. When he saw his face with Bai Jing scholars, he also thought of the scene called Jiang Niuniu when he was a child, and he couldn't help but laugh again.
Out of the Yucui Building, the rain still has no intention of stopping, and the water curtain covers the sky.
A black Jaguar stood still in the rain with a double flash, and smiled: "Go back and let others wait for a long time."
Bizarre, Jiang Qiusheng's expression was dull, but his eyes flickered several times, as if to say something, and he pressed it down.
Yuan Rong lowered her eyelashes and said, "I am very happy to chat with you. It is strange to say that it was the first time I saw you. I got along twice in a day, but it made me feel like my old friends had reunited for many years. Although I It’s clear that I didn’t arrive at the coffee shop where I made friends with you...please ask me something, right?

The man did not deny or speak, but looked at him quietly under the dim rain.
"Since you don't want to say it, next time," Yuan Rong raised a smile and waved his phone at him. "You have my contact information. I'm waiting for you to ask for a meal."
Jiang Qiusheng nodded sullenly. He glanced at the far side of the sky and hurriedly walked in front of Yuanrong, stuck it in his ear and said, "Have you seen him?"
Yuan Rong shocked: "Who?"
When he wanted to ask more, Jiang Qiusheng had straightened up and left in a big step.
Yuan Rong recovered and found that he didn't know when he was in his hand and was stuck with a business card.
It was ivory white cotton and linen paper that I saw in the day, but the tentacles were cold, turned over, and stuck a coin on the back.
A tin coin that is not small and has a large watch face.
This tin coin seems to be an antique of the dynasty, with a sense of age, but it is well preserved, and the relief of the lines is clear and delicate.
The front is printed with four branches wrapped in wheat ears and fruits, and the fifth branch traverses, like the number five of the hieroglyph system. On the back is a relief of a weird snake. He has five pronged parts of his head. The most majestic one bites his tail sternly, his body twisted into a ring, and the scales are clearly visible.
Yuan Rong didn't know much about history and could not see the doorway. It was just that Jiang Qiusheng gave him such a mysterious story.
Looking up, there was no figure other than him in the heavy rain, all shadows were covered by mist, hazy and dreamy.
He gently lifted the tin coins down and put them in his pocket, but saw a few small characters under the glue marks behind the tin coins.
The word is a chic and thin body, one can see the free and easy nature of the owner.
It's just the content, but it makes the original content under the eaves feel cold from behind.
"He is by your side."
he?
Yuan Rong took out the tin coins again. Strangely, for the first time, he clearly saw this coin of unknown civilization and dynasty, but he had a different kind of familiarity.
Especially the five-headed snake on the back.
In the middle of the world, he seemed to really see what appeared in front of his eyes...
"Bum--"
After being shocked, Yuan Rong recovered, and hurriedly tucked tin coins and business cards into the deepest pocket on his chest, and then answered the phone.
It is relevant.
The man's voice was hoarse. He pressed his voice and seemed to be in a very quiet environment and could not speak loudly.
He asked: "Have you finished your meal?"
A few words from Yuan Rong, coaxed him to hang up.
This is a very ordinary roommate greetings, but the original content is somehow, there is a sense of contradiction in my heart.
Guan Li never eats dinner. He was very busy enrolling in university. He didn't see anyone in his self-study day and night. The two exchanged messages through WeChat text messages. The number of phone calls could be counted with one hand.
The rain is still falling, like the murmured prayers that have not changed since ancient times.