Chapter 1:

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Today is windy and beautiful, and there are no clouds.
What a nice weather.
Lin Wuyu leaned against the railing of the rooftop and bowed his head on the small book.
There were noisy human voices all around. There were many students and teachers standing on the rooftop of the stairs. The camera shot at a girl who was shouting at the rooftop. The rooftop was blocked by water, and everyone looked up. .
This is probably the most popular event organized by the student union this year.
"The food in our cafeteria is so delicious! The food is definitely the best in the city!" the girl shouted.
There was applause under the roof, Lin Wuyu bowed his head and smiled.
"Do you still need to record?" The deputy minister of the Propaganda Department of the Student Union came over and saw him stunned. "Did the Student Union invite someone to record the video? How should I return it? Should I also record it?"
"Huh?" Lin Wuyu looked up at him, "Oh, you remember, after all, it was quite meaningful for our school to do this kind of activity for the first time."
The new Deputy Minister took office and worked very seriously. Hearing this, he immediately nodded and took out the small book he had with him.
After stunned at the blank page for a while, he leaned over Lin Wuyu, "You are..."
"Don't look at me," Lin Wuyu took out his glasses from his shirt pocket and put them on. "The multi-angle record is more comprehensive."
"Yes!" The deputy minister suddenly lowered his head and bit his lip, suffocating.
Lin Wuyu lowered his head and continued to write in the book.
If you want to eat braised noodles for dinner, add more oil.
Large oil is best.
Big oil
The multi-angle recording is not finished yet, Lin Wuyu heard a girl's voice coming from the front: "I still... not up, I suddenly felt a little scared, no no, I was so nervous that I couldn't pass it said."
When he looked up, he saw Li Ying, the chairman of the Student Union, patting a girl’s shoulder with a smile:
It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t dare to go up, it’s okay, let the other classmates get well first, you slowly.

Even though you have to wait in line for such things as shouting at the rooftop, the mood is completely different from buying a cup of milk tea in line.
Whoever buys milk tea needs to add a celebrity in front, even if the person behind does not speak, he must scold the celebrity into a rotten egg, the kind with green hair, now this situation is different, if you add a person to the front , Maybe you can breathe a sigh of relief.
Not only there were not many people at the moment, but there was one less at a sudden. Several of the classmates who were waiting to go up and shouted suddenly turned their heads and looked at Li Ying together, all stunned.
The girl who is shouting on the rooftop of the cafeteria, please don’t shake the spoon. The girl is already making a knot, and it will be finished soon. Under such a warm atmosphere, if you can’t continue the cold game, it will be a bit embarrassing.
"Let's go." Lin Wuyu closed the book, rolled it casually and inserted it in his fart pocket.
"Yes." Li Ying nodded without thinking, and didn't ask him what to say. After all, to learn God, let him go up and call a paper. It is estimated that it is no problem.
From the position of Lin Wuyu Station to the railing of the rooftop shouting, about 16 steps. When he walked over, he did not know what he wanted to say.
What to say?
Until he stood by the roof, he saw Xu Tianbo standing next to a tree with his head up and looking up.
Lin Wuyu shoved his glasses, his hands on the roof railing, and smiled.
After a scream of girls, he opened his mouth: "Good afternoon everyone, I am Lin Wuyu."
For Lin Wuyu, within his controllable range, many times, impulse is a pleasant feeling, such as now.
The camera next to him was almost on his face. He lowered his head and cleared his throat.
"Actually, I didn't expect that one day I would stand here and talk to so many people."
The voice under the roof gradually weakened.
Although speaking here is not in the plan, although he is still not sure what he wants to say the first second before standing here.
"These words have been held in my heart for a long time. I want to say them, for myself and for people like me."
But once he opened his mouth, every word he spoke was like rehearsing hundreds of times.
"I have someone I like very much. He may or may not know it, but it is not important," he raised his head, his voice as clear and smooth as before, "I will not tell you, I like you, but I I will tell you that I like men."
After a few moments of silence, the camera froze in Yu Guangli, and the older brother of the camera showed half of his face from the back of the machine.
Lin Wuyu has 100% confidence in many things and even buy 1 get 1% free, but he was still a little nervous when he was quiet all around.
He just lowered his head and didn't even dare to look down on Xu Tianbo's face below.
Then a whistle sounded.
Lin Wuyu's tense nerves suddenly loosened and he exhaled lightly, imperceptibly.
He also said something later, a sentence or two, but he didn't remember it, and he could remember it when he needed it anyway.
The things he is willing to remember can be remembered every frame, no matter how long.
When he left the roof railing, he heard Li Ying's voice lower: "No fish! You are too good."
The staircase of the next roof met Lao Lin, the class teacher. Lao Lin was less than forty this year and had the same surname, so Lin Wuyu kept calling his brother.
"Are there any premeditations?" Lao Lin stopped in front of him.
"No," Lin Wuyu replied, "Does it still need to be premeditated to say two words?"
"The key is content." Lao Lin smiled.
"Neither," Lin Wuyu thought for a while. "Will it affect you?"
"What effect can it have on me." Lao Lin said.
"That's all right," Lin Wuyu whispered, "Can I leave early? I'm hungry."
"Go around." Lao Lin waved at him.
Lin Wuyu ran down the stairs from the stairs and went back to the dormitory.
The four people in the dormitory, except that he had to go to the rooftop of the student union, all the other three were lying in front of the desk. He didn't look up when he heard someone coming in.
"The event is over?" Liu Ziyi raised his head and asked.
"So fast?" Chen Mang was buried in the book. "I thought it was school time?"
"It's not over yet," Lin Wuyu took off his coat and reached out to take off the glasses on Liu Ziyi's face. "Did your degree deepen again?"
"Yes, can this be seen?" Liu Ziyi rubbed his eyes. "Do you count?"
"Why use a few circles," Lin Wuyu picked up Liu Ziyi's lens cloth on the corner of the desk and wiped the lens for him for almost ten thousand years. "It depends on your eyes are small."
"Fuck." Liu Ziyi sighed.
Several people in the room laughed.
"Fish, do you eat in the cafeteria at night or go out?" Chen Mang stretched his head and turned to look at him.
"What do you want to eat?" Lin Wuyu handed the wiped glasses to Liu Ziyi, and looked at his big eyes and shrank them in half.
"You can do it." Chen Mang touched his belly. "I can be satisfied with free food."
Lin Wuyu changed his coat and when he was about to leave the dormitory, Chen Mang chased another sentence: "Can you come back before studying at night?"
"Me?" Lin Wuyu pointed at himself.
"...When I didn't ask," Chen Mang punched him, "You are someone who doesn't need to study late."
Lin Wuyu closed the door of the dormitory, and had not reached the stairway. The phone rang and news came in.
He was not in a hurry to watch, although his cell phone had a lot of news from morning to night, but now with this sound, he could almost immediately guess who it would be.
The sixth sense is so robbing.
It's been 15 minutes since he finished talking on the rooftop. With his knowledge of Xu Tianbo, he reacted, hesitated, and then decided to send a message. It was almost that long.
According to the speed of handling such incidents, it can be regarded as a neat person.
Lin Wuyu admitted that he dare not read this news yet.
He went to the shop and bought a popsicle to nibble and startled himself.
There are no delicious braised noodles around the school. The best braised noodles are at home, made by my dad.
His home is not far from the school, it is very close, so close that parents can know that he lived on campus just to leave home without guessing.
But today I really missed the braised noodles. He didn't need to take his clothes and generally didn't go home. After standing for a few minutes at the school gate, he turned and walked back home.
After walking a few steps, he took out his phone and lowered his head to open WeChat.
Then quickly opened the red "1" at the top.
-Learn to be amazing! Whether you like men or women, I am your best friend
Lin Wuyu's footsteps did not stop, walking forward while looking at the phone.
He hung his finger on the screen for a while, and finally did not fall down. He quickly turned off the phone and stuffed it back in his pocket.
After entering the community, he suddenly stopped again.
It was only then that he began to feel that his breathing was a little difficult.
In fact, he should not be surprised. If Xu Tianbo can guess who he is talking about, then this reply is bound to appear.
When he received the message, he could even think about the content of the reply, which was gentle and decisive, and would not hurt people or leave any room.
It's just that when he stood by the rooftop, he didn't deliberately think about this "if".
At the moment, this deliberate neglect made him feel that he still overestimated his ability to bear.
Somewhat uncomfortable.
"How did you go home today?" The voice behind him interrupted Lin Wuyu's preparation to further distress his progress.
"Want to eat braised noodles." He turned his head and saw his mother carrying a bag of vegetables behind him.
"Why do you look so bad?" As soon as the mother saw his face, she took a step forward and stared at him, "Ill? Where is it?"
"No," Lin Wuyu said, "It may have been too late yesterday."
"Is there any discomfort? A headache? A stomachache?" The mother continued to ask.
"No." Lin Wuyu reached out and took the vegetable in her hand, and walked forward.
"That's good," my mother followed. "You don't have to go home so long in advance to eat braised noodles, and you don't have any review materials. Are you going to read a book this evening?"
"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.
"Hmm, so straightforward?" The mother frowned. "Do you think others praise you as a learner? You have to face reality, but also face your true self, if you really are Learn God, why didn’t you dare to jump from Dalian to Dalian? How dare you guarantee that you will get full marks? How dare you..."
"Mom," Lin Wuyu turned his head, his index finger raised to his lips, and lowered his voice. "Hush... listen."
"Listen?" asked the mother.
"Listen to me." Lin Wuyu said.
The mother didn't respond at first, looked at him.
"I don't think I'm a genius because I'm clever, I don't think I can't because I'm not smart, I have judgment on myself," Lin Wuyu said quietly, speaking to his mother's machine gun By comparison, it’s like a walk.
There’s another thing I’ll repeat with you again. People are alive. There are many things I don’t want to do except I dare not.

"You..." The mother looked back and frowned.
"Hush," Lin Wuyu raised his index finger again, "Listen."
"Listen again!" Mom raised her voice angrily.
"If we both don't talk," Lin Wuyu said, "the mood will be much better."
When I entered the door, my dad already started to make ramen noodles in the kitchen. The mom who came home first stepped on the sofa with his eyebrows raised. Lin Wuyu went to the kitchen and greeted his dad: "Dad. "
"Don't always choke on your mother." Dad said.
"Well." Lin Wuyu responded.
"You're not a child, someone who is going to college right away," said the dad, "learn to be considerate and understand your parents..."
"Well." Lin Wuyu responded again.
Mom and Dad did this, and both of them can understand and understand each other.
Because they are a pair of parents who also struggle with conflicts.
Lin Wuyu turned and walked to his room.
"Open the window of your brother's house and get a breath," said the mother.
"Well." Lin Wuyu paused and walked into the room next to his room.
Opened all the windows, then left quickly, went back to my room, locked the door, and lay down on the bed.
Dried noodles are harmful.
Greedy insects harm people.
If you don’t eat braised noodles...what should you eat now?
"Jianjiang noodles?" Grandma's face suddenly appeared in front of Ding Ji.
"Hey my ancestor!" Ding Ji was so scared that he pedaled on the edge of the front table and shook the mobile phone standing on the table to the ground.
"Why," he patted on his chest. "It's a great surprise for your grandson. Are you worthy of the ancestors of the old Ding family!"
"This can scare a good thing. Is your grandson worthy of Laoding's ancestors?" Grandma said, "What do you see? Ghost films?"
"When did I read those." Ding Ji sighed and stooped to pick up the phone. He wasn't brave enough. The old lady always adhered to the principle of attacking with poison. I will be scared away after a few more years.
He has been watching this documentary for several days. Various major crimes have been committed. The murder scenes of Guzao’s documentary are not coded. It’s a thriller. If you watch it at night, you can watch it at dusk. Spine.
Frightened by the old lady, he didn't want to look at it now, and tossed his phone aside, stood up and stretched out: "Just what did you eat? Jang Noodle?"
"If you want to eat something else, Grandma will make it for you." Grandma walked to the window and looked out.
"I want to eat dumplings." Ding Ji said.
"Okay, this will make dumplings for you." Grandma nodded, but still stood by the window without moving.
"What are you looking at?" Ding Ji walked over and stood beside her grandmother, looking out together.
"Who's dead," Grandma pinched her fingers solemnly, looking down, "Isn't it..."
Ding Ji looked at the peaceful downstairs, and did not hear any movement, just wanted to say how to die, no one opened his mouth, a few yellow paper money floating on the road teeth.
In the wind, Xiao Xuan'er flew away along the road.
"I'm leaning," Ding Ji's back felt numb for a while. He immediately turned and left the window, backhanded and scratched and scratched on his back, "Can you not do this!"
"Your grandmother god?" Grandma looked back at him and asked with a smile.
"God fart," Ding Ji took the coat and put it on, "Now you are science-conscious, and you still play the godmother's suit."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Grandma slapped him on the back. "It's spirited!"
Ding Ji turned her head, leaned in front of her grandmother's eyes, lowered her voice, and asked mysteriously, "Old lady, you're honest, did you just have paper money floating away?"
Grandma looked at him mysteriously, and after a while, she said, "How many pictures."
Ding Ji couldn't smile, he was wearing shoes while preparing to go out: "I'm going around."
"If you want to eat dumplings, don't you have noodles? Don't you get the medicine? Don't you roll the skin?" Grandma said in a series.
"I don't know what to do, and you don't want to use a knife to cut it," Ding Ji said.
"Don't get stuffed? Don't boil water?" said the grandma.
"Jianjang noodles," Ding Ji leaned on the door frame, "I want jelly noodles now."
"Stinky boy, I can't point to you. After a while, your second aunt comes over and let her help me." Grandma pinched her fingers and started counting.
"Don't my second aunt come here tomorrow?" Ding Ji said.
"Come today," Grandma pinched her fingers and raised her head, raising her eyebrows. "I'll be there in a moment."
Ding Ji went downstairs and met Aunt Hu who was walking upstairs and said hello: "Aunt Hu, did you catch a cold?"
"Ah, it's blowing this morning," Aunt Hu responded. After he had finished the stairs, he asked the surprise railing again, "How do you know?"
Ding Ji smiled and said nothing.
"I learned a lot from your grandma..." Aunt Hu sighed, "How do you know this?"
Ding Ji sighed, which was too good to deceive. He also heard Aunt Hu sneezing while talking to her grandmother while standing at the door, and there was another sigh with a serious nasal sound.
However, Grandma is sometimes very godly. When he walked out of the corridor, he met his second aunt.
"Second Aunt, did you tell grandma that you are coming?" Ding Ji Lima asked.
"No, I'm passing by today. It's better to be tomorrow," Ergu said. "It's today when I've been here."
"Then how did she know you came?" Ding Ji asked.
"The pinch finger counts," the second aunt said, "you learned the most from her at home, do you ask me?"
Ding Ji smiled, bowed his head on the left finger and began to count.
"What did you figure out?" Ergu asked and went upstairs with a smile.
"I have peach blossoms in a week." Ding Ji raised an eyebrow.