He Xuchunqiu

Who knows how Xu Ran's Academy of Fine Arts arranges courses, just from the fact that Xu Ran can not attend classes at school for three consecutive months, he feels that the Academy of Fine Arts is a relaxed and free academy.

It was already mid-December when Xu Ran returned to school. The winter solstice had not yet passed, and the temperature in the north had dropped to more than ten degrees. A down jacket worn during the Chinese New Year.

"Is it cold?" Xu Ran sat opposite someone, watching him wrap himself up tightly.

"Actually, I don't feel very cold, but the temperature seems too low. My psychological gap tells me that it should be cold." He Xu held the bowl with one hand, and unbuttoned his jacket with the other to let in the hot air.

There are people coming and going in the cafeteria. At first glance, some people really seem to live in different seasons from them.

"Do you like this soup so much?" Xu Ran found out that someone had been drinking seaweed egg drop soup from the same window for several days in a row.

He Xuren nodded, then quickly shook his head negatively: "No, I ate this kind of dish on the first day, and I think it tastes okay, it's too troublesome to change it, so it's not bad to keep eating this. "

After lunch, everyone in the cafeteria went back to the dormitory for a lunch break in twos and threes, but who insisted on taking a lunch break in the classroom in the afternoon.

Xu Ran has nothing to do with him, everyone from junior high school to university is like this, for fear of breaking discipline and being late, he dare not go one step further.

He Xuren was going to take modern Chinese in the afternoon, and several majors were taking it together, but when the two arrived, the big classroom was still empty.

Xu Ran's classes for this day were all crowded in the morning, and there was no class in the afternoon, so he simply accompanied someone to class.

The two found a corner of the classroom and sat down. Xu Ran drew the design concept drawing all morning, exhausting his mental and physical strength, and fell asleep after lying on the table.

He Xuren was also full of classes in the morning, but he couldn't fall asleep after changing his head several times on the table.Xu Ran on the side had been asleep for more than ten minutes, breathing steadily, with a smile on his mouth, as if he had fallen into some sweet dream.

Who has never seen Xu Ran sleeping so closely.

Xu Ran's facial features have long faded from childishness, and his brows are sparse, showing the handsomeness of an adult.

A pair of bright peach blossom eyes are slightly closed, and occasionally the eyeballs can be seen turning unconsciously through the gap of the eyelids.Xu Ran's eyelashes are not very long, but they are extremely thick, and it seems that countless little stars can flash out every time he blinks.

Xu Ran also has a high bridge of nose, a straight nose that he doesn't have.Somewhat disappointed, He Xu touched his snub nose, which he had inherited from his parents, and there were shallow marks on it from the glasses.

Who was watching carefully, Xu Ran suddenly changed his hand pillow, exposing his entire face in front of his eyes.

He Xu was startled, and quickly leaned over his desk and pretended to be asleep.

The classroom was eerily quiet for several minutes. Seeing that Xu Ran hadn't made any other movements, why did he get up from the table again with a guilty conscience.

Xu Ran's right hand was pillowed under his face, his slender and strong fingers were clasped together, and every knuckle looked so warm.There is a thin layer of calluses from the middle finger to the palm, presumably it was worn out during the previous practice.

Who has seen Xu Ran practice many times, but has never seen him play a game.In anyone's memory, Xu Ran played table tennis like a fish swimming in water. Even in training, he would not back down. From serve to counterattack, Xu Ran was like a king who was bound to win.

I don't know what Xu Ran looks like on the field?After so many years of practice, he suddenly gave up. I wonder if he will be very sad?

Thinking of this, how could someone stretch out his hand out of nowhere.

First, an index finger slowly touched Xu Ran's index finger, cautiously, like a fish bait hook.

What man's fingers were numb, as if an electric current had flowed through him, but it was different from the electric current that made him afraid, it could only bring about a wonderful throbbing.

Tentatively stretching out the second finger again, He Ruan carefully twisted Xu Ran's index finger, closed his eyes, and no frightening picture flashed again.

Then, with five fingers together, he reluctantly held Xu Ran's hand. He Huren was still a little repelled, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably again.

Touching the cocoon in Xu Ran's palm with his fingertips, who could tell himself repeatedly: This is Xu Ran, the real Xu Ran...

The body's stress response disappeared miraculously. He let go of Xu Ran's hand and held it again, but there was no habitual resistance in his heart.

Xu Ran's palms are warm, even if they are blatantly exposed to the cold air, they are so hot that they are about to sweat. How can someone's palms feel cold as always, but at this moment, it seems that they are holding a ball of fire, warming from their fingertips to the bottom of their hearts .

"Xu Ran..." He Xu put his face next to Xu Ran's head and whispered his name in a breath.

I thought Xu Ran was in a deep sleep, but he opened his eyes the next second: "Who is it, I'm very happy."

I am very happy that you are willing to come close to me and touch me. As long as you are willing to take this step, I can accompany you through the remaining countless steps.

Xu Ran had a smile on his face, and he was still sleepy, but the hand on the pillow tightly held someone's.

He Xu turned his face back to the safe area, but his breathing seemed to be disordered, and even his eyes flickered.

"Sorry for waking you up." He Xu looked at the desktop.

"Don't be sorry, we are a couple, I'm very lucky to see you when I wake up." Xu Ran squeezed the fingers of his palm reassuringly.

"I'm sleepy, let's continue our lunch break." He immediately buried his head in the crook of the other hand, pretending to be dead and refusing to raise his head again.

Xu Ran didn't let go of his hands, and moved his body, arching his head next to someone's head, putting his ears on the table, and feeling the other person's shyness through the sound transmission through the wooden board.

He Xu's breathing was chaotic, and Xu Ran seemed to be able to see the covered blushing ears through his arms.

Across the table, it seems that the sound of rapid heartbeat can still be heard. Xu Ran touched his chest, and it turned out to be his own rhythm.

It turns out that in the process of you taking this step, not only you, but also me, we always seem to resonate so easily, but in the breath, the square inch has been chaotic.

In the lecture theater in the afternoon, two opposing heads and a pair of clasped hands are brewing an unknown dream, just like a steel cable hanging on a cliff and a tall building, faintly connecting the two heart windows.