In April, spring flowers bloom and warblers grow.

At the entrance of Beicheng University, Qiu Li stopped his motorcycle and took off the goggles on Jiang Yu's head.

Beicheng University is a century-old famous school. The school gate is relatively low-key, with a security booth and a car stall. The school gate is made of black marble.

The words "Beijing University" also come from the calligraphy masters of modern China, which are engraved by calligraphy, dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and pen walking dragon and snake.

After entering the campus, towering ginkgo trees are planted on both sides of the road. The branches and leaves of ginkgo are densely packed, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate, and occasionally a few mottled spots of light appear on the ground.

Today is the last batch of independent art recruits from the Art Department of Beicheng University. Jiang Yu stood in front of the art building with a letter of recommendation written to her by Xue Jiayi, looking very nervous.

Qiu Li carefully stroked the bangs in front of her forehead, and said slowly: "Don't argue with the teacher, listen to the advice given to you, don't refute it."

"Um."

"Knock on the door when you enter, and remember to close the door when you go out."

"Um."

"When you see a dean or leader, don't call it a title, always call it a teacher."

Seeing him, Jiang Yu couldn't stop talking: "Mom, when will it be Qiu Li's turn to tell me to be polite?"

Qiu Li squeezed her little nose and pushed her into the building: "I'm shopping around, call me when you're done."

"Okay."

Jiang Yu took a deep breath, calmed down his nervousness, and walked into the door of the art academy.

Qiu Li squinted and looked at the time on the big clock in the library opposite. It was now 8:30 in the morning. With such an admissions test, it was estimated that he would not be able to get out within two hours.

He locked his motorcycle and roamed the side of the road, passing a public map sign.

Beicheng University has a square campus layout, with colleges and colleges lined up in rows and located in different districts of the school.

Qiu Li saw the School of Physics, which is located by the lake in the southwest of Beicheng University.

His heart moved, and he walked over involuntarily.

A few minutes later, he stood in front of the red wall building of the School of Physics.

In his memory, there was a mother who had not seen each other for more than ten years, who should be working in this building.

Several youthful college students came out of the building with schoolbags on their backs, models in their hands, and were discussing mechanical movement issues.

Qiu Li looked at them with some envy.

Maybe they were his mother's students, maybe even took her class.

Qiu Li stood in front of the door for a few minutes, finally made up his mind and walked in.

In fact, at first, he was just curious and wanted to see what his mother's usual work place was like.

But the desire is like never ending, come here and think... maybe mom is in this building right now, if can see her from a distance...

Qiu Li walked into the physics building with heavy steps.

After passing the coat mirror by the door, Qiu Li looked at himself in the mirror.

Not sloppy, very clean.

I accompanied Jiang Yu to the interview today. He deliberately wore a brand-new light-colored loose sweater and straight black trousers. He looked like a normal student.

Mom should like herself like this.

Qiu Li rearranged his clothes, smoothed out the folds, and went upstairs.

The building is relatively old, there is no elevator, and there are pine potted plants at the corners of the stairs on each floor, which is very book-like.

Qiu Li came to the office area on the second floor and saw signs hanging at the entrance of every office, such as the counselor's office, teaching and research room, classroom lounge, administrative office, and so on.

He walked around the corridor of the office area, but did not find the familiar figure in his memory.

Qiu Li could not remember what his mother looked like. Later, when he was in junior high school, he learned that his mother was a professor in the Department of Physics of Beicheng University, so he went to the official website of Beicheng University to find information about his mother.

Over the years, the photos of his mother winning the prize, the figure in the promotional poster, and even the video of the online class...he collected all of them, and pieced together his mother's appearance bit by bit in his memory.

There were several teachers in recess in the classroom lounge, and several female teachers of the same age, but none of them were his mother.

Qiu Li looked around, but couldn't find it. With a touch of disappointment in his heart, he returned to the lobby on the first floor.

But at this moment, a woman with a neat bun entered the physics building.

The shirt and small suit on her body are slim fit, and the one-line skirt outlines her soft curves. She walks in sonorously with a lesson plan in hand.

Qiu Li's heart shrank.

Yes... Mom.

Ren Xian passed by Qiu Li and was a little surprised to see him staring at her so directly, and then said: "The classroom is here, the class is going, where are you going?"

Qiu Li didn't react and was a little startled.

Ren Xian took a few steps, and seeing that he didn't follow, she said, "Let's go, it's time for class."

He suddenly realized that his mother should have regarded him as her own student.

She didn't recognize it at all...

That's right, how old was he when she left.

Qiu Li was disappointed, but heaved a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he didn't recognize it, otherwise he really didn't know how to end it.

He was not ready to see his mother at all. The reason why he came here was just to take a look from a distance, and it was enough to have a look.

Qiu Li's mind was empty, and he followed her like a robot to the amphitheatre at the end of the third floor.

The classroom was already full of students, and after Qiu Li entered, he simply sat in the last row of the classroom, taking a seat in an unoccupied corner.

Ren Xian taught basic physics. Because Qiu Li only had knowledge of high school physics, he could understand part of the content of Ren Xian's class, combined with the physics principles he had learned in high school, and took out the notebook he carried with him, earnestly. Take notes that belong to the scholar.

Ren Xian's classroom atmosphere is very active, and it can be seen that the classmates like her very much.

She has a sense of humor and humour that is not suitable for her age, her demeanor is very elegant, her conversation is easy and generous, and her voice is very tasteful. Even if it is just a boring knowledge point, she will not make people faint when she talks about it. A feeling of sleepiness.

In her class, the students were very active in speaking, and the students who did not speak were concentrating on taking notes, and the atmosphere was particularly good.

The time of a class passed quickly, the bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students walked out of the classroom one after another.

Qiu Li didn't leave immediately. He looked at Ren Xian who was sorting out his notebooks and lesson plans across the huge amphitheatre, with a bit of reluctance and nostalgia in his eyes.

Before leaving, Ren Xian glanced at him and said with a smile, "Are you here to take a lesson?"

"I'm."

"No wonder, I didn't bring the book. If you were a classmate in our class, I would criticize you." Ren Xian laughed, the corners of her eyes curved and her cheeks had sweet dimples.

"Feel sorry."

"Which college are you from, can you understand basic physics?"

"Not really." Qiu Li explained, "I'm a high school student. I want to take the college entrance examination this year, and I want to go to Beicheng University."

"So that's the case, it seems that you came to listen to the class ahead of time, to see if the teacher's character meets your expectations?"

Ren Xian's "personality" is very cheerful, and she does not have the air of a teacher at all, and communicates with her classmates very cordially.

The corner of Qiu Li's mouth curved slightly and said, "The teacher is very good, I have taken notes."

After speaking, he reservedly handed the notebook in his hand to Ren Xian to see. "

"You're very serious!" Ren Xian looked at his notes, and a trace of surprise crossed her eyebrows. He basically understood the content of her course. It was hard to imagine that this was an understanding that a high school student could make.

She exchanged the notebook for him, and then asked him solemnly, "Are you interested in applying for the physics major at Beicheng University?"

"I'm... going to fill in the psychology report."

Hearing the word "psychology", Ren Xian was lost for a few seconds, and then said, "Oh, psychology, our school's psychology major ranks among the top in the country, which is very good."

Qiu Li immediately caught the strange "color" in Ren Xian's eyes. He wondered if she thought of that terrifying demon father, or some memories about him.

Ren Xian looked at the time and said, "Then I'll leave first. I wish you a gold medal title in advance."

"thanks..."

When Ren Xian was about to leave the classroom, Qiu Li suddenly stopped her: "That..."

Ren Xian turned around and asked with a smile, "Is there anything else?"

Qiu Li's "mother" had already reached his throat, but, looking at her amiable face, he still...

backed off.

Mom doesn't remember him at all.

Mom is fine now...

It's just him, not so good.

"I just wanted to say goodbye, Teacher Ren."

"goodbye."

Ren Xian smiled and left, leaving him alone, standing in the empty classroom.

It should have been a very happy thing to see my mother, but for some reason, Qiu Li just couldn't be happy.

Another indescribable sense of loss enveloped his mind.

Over the years, has my mother occasionally thought of him?

Even if there is a trace of concern.

But why didn't she come to him?

There are many cherry trees planted on the campus of Beicheng University. At this time, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and the school has become a sea of ​​pink and "colored" flowers.

Qiu Li returned to the art academy, Jiang Yu had already finished the interview, and even waited for him for a long time.

He found her under a big cherry tree.

The girl squatted on the ground, picking up the cherry blossoms with her slender and white fingertips, pinned it in her hair, and took a selfie with her phone in the other hand.

The wind passed, and a large rain of pink and "colored" cherry blossoms swept down beside her. Her thin hair was also scattered by the wind, and it swept over her bright and beautiful hair in a random "chaotic". face.

Turning around, he saw Qiu Li behind him in the selfie shot.

Jiang Yu turned back and gave him a charming smile.

A warm wind suddenly blew into Qiu Li's silent heart.

Jiang Yu threw away the petals in his hand, ran towards Qiu Li, jumped up and threw himself into his arms——

"Passed! I succeeded! The teacher said that as long as my culture class passes the line, I can go to Beicheng University!"

Qiu Li caught her steadily, and was infected with her excitement, and hugged her up—

"It's amazing."

Jiang Yu put his arms around his neck, and his eyes shone brightly: "If the university is also together, maybe they will always be together in the future. You won't have the chance to meet other girls."

Qiu Li looked at the girl's soft face close at hand, and said with a smile, "I am happy to have a sister."

"If you can talk like that, then you can talk more."

"Sister is so heavy."

Jiang Yu pouted and jumped off him, ignoring him.

Qiu Li caught up with her, held her hand silently, and walked with her along the cherry blossom trail.

Jiang Yu saw that he seemed to have something on his mind and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

"Look around and look at the other girls in the school to see what kind of scenery I missed."

Jiang Yu shook off his hand and said, "Then did you see it? Do you regret it?"

"I did miss a lot, but I don't regret it." Qiu Li said seriously: "In my eyes, light rain is the most beautiful scenery."

Jiang Yu paused, covered his face and smiled, and pushed him away with disgust: "What a rustic love story, thank you for being so serious..."

Qiu Li was a little embarrassed when she saw her laughing at himself, and followed behind her with broken steps: "Stop laughing."

Jiang Yu turned around, frowning and looking at him with a smile.

Seeing that she was still laughing at her, Qiu Li was really embarrassed, his cheeks were all red, he chased after three or two steps, and took her hand: "Don't mention it!"

"I want to..."

Qiu Li didn't know what to do, so he held her tightly in his arms and clenched her tightly, threatening in a deep voice, "Let's talk about it."

"Light rain is..."

Before he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit her lips.

Jiang Yu's eyes widened, watching the handsome young man's facial features sticking close to her in front of her eyes, biting her hard, a little bit fierce, and the bite made her mouth hurt.

The little girl's ears were hot, and she pushed him subconsciously.

However, it didn't work at all, instead it ignited his emotions.

He opened his eyes, his eyes chasing after her, forcing her to meet hers.

Jiang Yu saw strong emotions in his eyes.

Still shouldn't... make fun of him.

Jiang Yu put both hands on his chest, finally broke free from his entanglement, and muttered softly: "You bite me."

Qiu Li pinched her chin, his fingers brushed lightly over her wet lower lip, and said in a low voice, "Sister still laughing at me?"

Jiang Yu is also a stubborn "sex" person, and said in a soft voice: "Just for this...you bully people like this, so I can't make jokes in the future?"

"Obviously it was my sister who bullied me."

Qiu Li's icy lips pressed against the corner of her mouth and pecked lightly: "Have bullied me for so long..."