This year's Christmas is not a weekend, and it is close to the final exam, so that on Christmas Eve, the class group was all screened by the documents sent by the professor.

Jing Huan took a few glances, put all these documents into the phone, and pushed open the wardrobe in front of him.

When looked at phone again, there were about a dozen messages in the discussion group in the dormitory.

Lu Wenhao: How can you memorize so many documents?

Gao Zixiang: My mobile phone memory is really not enough.

Lu Wenhao: Oh, the broken mobile phone, it is recommended to throw it away.

Gao Zixiang: I am exaggerating! Are you still in the library?

Lu Wenhao: Well, what are you doing? Don't ask me to pack Mala Tang for you. I queued up for you for half an hour yesterday [vomiting]

Gao Zixiang: Oh no, I want you to come back later today.

Lu Wenhao: ? ? ?

Gao Zixiang: I will make a video with my girlfriend in a while. [shy]

Lu Wenhao: [vomiting] [vomiting] [verting middle finger]

Lu Wenhao: ok, I'm going to Huanhuan for dinner, you're a starving ghost in your bedroom, Xiaojing

Jing Huan glanced at the news, thought about it, raised his phone and took a random picture of himself in the mirror.

Xiaojing: [Picture] How about this outfit?

Lu Wenhao: ...

Gao Zixiang: ? ? ?

Lu Wenhao: What are you doing, making a fuss.

Xiaojing: You just say if you are handsome or not, then you are done.

Lu Wenhao: Oh, so-so, your normal level.

Xiaojing: [Picture] What about this set?

Lu Wenhao: ? ? ?

Jing Huan changed three sets, and the group friends all said that they were normal.

He pondered for a moment, then walked to the entrance and put on his pair of shoes with the coolest style and the most dazzling price.

Xiaojing: [picture]

Lu Wenhao: [Thumbs up] The most handsome man in the universe.

Gao Zixiang: [Flowers] suggested debut.

Jing Huan understood, these two people are vulgar.

He took off his shoes twice, and lay on the sofa to read Weibo.

Lu Wenhao: Xiaojing, is the handsome guy here? How are you planning this Christmas?

Xiao Jing: do n’t know, what good suggestions do you have?

Lu Wenhao: I heard that there is a theme restaurant nearby. The theme is not important. The important thing is that the box is good. I read the picture and it is quite romantic.

Gao Zixiang: You're okay, but don't you go with your girlfriend, what romance do you want? Let's go to roast the whole sheep, I am greedy again.

Jing Huan did not reply, and searched the theme restaurant that Lu Wenhao said with the app. The box is really good. The decoration flower is a whisty. At first glance, it is used to make money.

Okay, count you.

He moved his fingers and sent a scheduled invitation to the store.

Lu Wenhao: What about the scenery? How to say, there will be no place to do nothing about it tomorrow night.

Xiao Jing: What do you say?

Lu Wenhao: Is the roasted whole sheep or hellokitty?

Xiao Jing: Just you.

Lu Wenhao: OK, then let's discuss tonight

Xiao Jing: I don't have it to you anyway.

Gao Zixiang:?

Lu Wenhao:? Intersection Intersection

A word stirred up thousands of waves, and Jing Huan replaced his clothes. The discussion team had 99+, of which more than 20 of them had him.

Jing Huan laughed and didn't look back. He was idle, and he had to talk in the group.

However, he would definitely not say it, so he just pretended not to be there.

Put the clothes into the outermost layer of the wardrobe, sit in front of the computer, and slowly taste this long -lost emotion.

It's like he was a child, at the age of five or six, the most anticipated every New Year is to wear new clothes to see people.

The phone rang, and Jing Huan picked up the phone again.

Xiang: Just after class.

Xiao Jing: I just woke up too.

Xiang: Um.

Xiang: What kind of cuisine do you like to eat?

Xiang: Apart from yellow steak chicken.

Xiao Jing: You can, I don't pick eaters very much. What's wrong?

Xiang: Want to prepare the restaurant in advance.

Jing Huan raised his mouth and smiled.

These two people look forward to the feeling of meeting, how to say ...

Quite fresh and exciting.

Xiao Jing: I have already ordered, but I regret it now.

Xiang: Huh?

Xiao Jing: The restaurant decoration is a bit flowing, it seems that it is not suitable for two big men.

But suitable for couples, Jing Huan silently added in his heart.

That night, five minutes after Xiang Huaizhi, Jing Huan wanted to understand.

He didn't understand it before. After all, it was a difficult thing for someone who had never been in love and found that he had loved the same sex.

It is just that once you recognize it, many thoughts come out one by one.

For example, he wants to hold hands with Huaizhi, go home, and kiss his position.

He flew up until the phone rang.

Xiang: Okay, just like it.

Like it.

Jing Huan thought about it, threw the key copy in front of him, and picked up his mobile phone to shoot the computer screen.

Xiao Jing: Xiang Jing I fed today, the nutritional value is full, don't feed if you come back at night.

Xiang: Xiang Jing's father.

Jing Huan jumped.

Xiao Jing: Ah?

Xiang: His dad's daily life.

Xiao Jing: ...

Xiao Jing: No, wait for Xiang Jing to come back to take me.

Towards:?

When Xiang Huaizhi's video call came over, Jing Huan's face had not had time to recover.

The video was connected, and Huaizhi slightly hanged his head. Behind him was the bare branches and white snow accumulated on it.

Last time Lu Wenhao was taken by Zhang's angle. Gao Zixiang was also used as his own WeChat avatar. At that time, the scene was fierce, and Jing Huan almost failed to stop.

Looking at Xiang Huai's face, Jing Huan suddenly felt that he was not the first handsome in the universe.

"How is the book back?" Asked Xiang Huai.

"..." Jing Huan laughed and accepted, "Why mention this!"

Xiang Huai said: "I'm afraid you hang up."

"Hang hung up, it is a big deal." Jing Huan's lips, "You want to tell me about this when you play the video?"

"No." Xiang Huaizhi said.

Xiang Huaizhi looked down and bowed his head again. After a few times back and forth, he laughed very lightly: "Just look at it."

Who do you see?

Jing Huan was fucking and wanted to laugh again.

Fortunately, this is the video. He leaned back, left the camera range, and then reached out and covered his face.

I don't know how long it took, and he squeezed out a hard state from the five fingers: "Oh."

There was no snow on Christmas day.

Jing Huan stared in front of the mirror for a long time. Before coming out of the door, he re -tied the scarf again.

He took the mirror that was so stinky last time.

Although Jing Huan's parents are always busy, they still have a sense of rituals for life. For example, their birthdays, or wedding anniversary, engagement anniversary ... Both meet each other, more than 20 years, and do not fall every year.

Jing Huan felt that he was also affected by them.

He walked into the flower shop. The aroma in the shop was rich, and he smelled his nose a little itchy.

"Hello, what do you need?" The owner was a man, wearing golden silk glasses, elegant temperament.

Jing Huan was a little embarrassed. He never entered the flower shop before: "Hello, give me a bouquet of roses."

Last time in the cinema, seemed to like roses to Huai.

"What roses do you want?" The owner reported countless roses in one breath.

Jing Huan heard a headache and said simply: "The rose used to confess, just give me the simplest one."

After speaking, he thought of something, "Forget it, don't be a bouquet, too big, want ..."

Seeing him hesitated for a long time, the owner smiled: "Nine Duo, the meaning is good, the first few boys also bought Jiu Duo."

Then Jing Huan left the flower shop carrying a paper bag with nine roses.

The store helped him pack it very well. Looking at the outside, he couldn't see what he put inside at all.

When passing by the snacks of Shaxian, Jing Huan also glanced at the store, and there were more than ten minutes from the time they agreed.

He retracted the hand that wanted to send a message to Huai Huai.

Before reached the agreed location, Jing Huan saw Xiang Huaizhi wearing a short black jacket and standing at the back door, playing mobile phone down.

Xiang Huai's Christmas invitation from his classmates returned to see the newly received news.

Xiao Jing: Where are you?

Xiang: What's wrong.

Xiao Jing: I might be late.

Xiang: Well, not in a hurry.

Xiao Jing: You won't you come?

Xiang Huaizhi was "no", and before he had time to send it, he made a head around him.

"How do you lie?" Jing Huan asked with a smile.

Xiang Huaizhi paused with his fingertips, then locked the phone screen: "Who cheated first?"

"Me." Jing Huan stood up straight and answered confidently.

The reservation with the restaurant was exactly six o'clock, and now both of them came early, so they had to wander around for a while before going in.

"It's delicious." Passing by that Shaxian again, Jing Huan couldn't help but said, "I want to eat it."

"I'll eat it next time," Xiang Huaizhi lowered his eyes, "What's in your hand?"

"I can't say it yet," Jing Huan changed hands and moved the bag out of Xiang Huaizhi's line of sight, "It's a good thing anyway."

The sky is getting dark, and don't know which store has put up "Jingle Bells". There are more and more people on the street, most of them are couples, and the festive atmosphere is strong.

They walked among the crowd, and they did not violate the peace at all.

After walking for a while, saw a shop in front of me full of people. The shop was pasted with pink wallpaper and little rabbits with different expressions were painted on it. When got closer, saw that it was a newly opened doll machine shop.

When the store was renovated last year, Lu Wenhao said that opening a doll machine store in this remote place would have to close down after half a year.

Now it seems that Lu Wenhao may have no business acumen.

Aware of his gaze, Xiang Huaizhi glanced at the store, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Do you want to play?"

Of course not.

He's just playing sorcerer, he's not a real girl, and he's not interested in dolls at all - shit.

Damn, there are actually nine doll machines in this store!

Lying in the machine is Xiao Xiangjing with two tentacles.

Two minutes later, Jing Huan exchanged twenty yuan coins and lined up behind the doll machine.

The doll machine shop is not large, and the people in line are crowded into a group.

The girl in front had a frustrated expression because she couldn't get in after several times of fishing, and was acting like a spoiled brat with her boyfriend.

The boy quickly put her in his arms: "It's okay baby, my husband will buy you another fifty coins, you wait for me."

Jing Huan immediately turned into the face of an old man in the subway.

Alas.

These people are so tired of falling in love.

At this time, a soft and warm touch was attached to the back of his hand. Before he could react, someone grabbed his hand.

Jing Huan turned to look, Xiang Huaizhi's expression was as usual, and he turned his head and asked him, "Which doll do you want to catch?"

"Xiao Xiangjing." Jing Huan said.

Xiang Huaizhi raised the corner of his mouth invisibly: "Well."

The store was crowded, and they held hands when there were many people, whispering something that others could not understand.

Jing Huan's ears were hot, and he suspected that his palms were sweating, but he was reluctant to let go.

Jing Huan caught Xiao Xiangjing with only twelve coins, and the remaining eight coins were given to the girl who was coquettish with her boyfriend before.

In the end, they were stared at by the girl's boyfriend and walked out of the doll machine shop.

"He doesn't think I'm talking to his girlfriend, right?" Jing Huan asked after realizing it.

Xiang Huaizhi said, "It should be."

"I'm crazy..."

Only in front of the future boyfriend will strike up a conversation with other girls.

In the end, Jing Huan didn't say anything.

The eight characters haven't been written yet, so don't worry.

The cool breeze came, and the sultry feeling just now disappeared.

Jing Huan lifted Xiao Xiangjing up, and just as he was about to give it to his future boyfriend, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Jing Huan glanced at the caller and was slightly startled, the doll in his hand fell a little unconsciously.

Before he could answer the phone, he heard hurried footsteps in front of him.

A beautiful woman with long curly hair trotted towards him. She was wearing a beige trench coat, and the bottom half of the skirt swayed gently with her movements.

The woman threw herself into Jing Huan's arms and gave him a big hug. The good smell of perfume on her body penetrated into the nostrils of the two of them.

"Huanhuan!" The woman wrapped around his neck and said with a tender smile, "surprise!"

The force of the woman's pounce was not heavy, but she knocked Jing Huan into place.

He held the bag with roses in his left hand and Xiao Xiangjing puppet in his right hand, and it took him a long time to react.

He was sluggish for a moment, then finally found his voice and called out in a low voice, "...Sister."