summer flowers will bloom

Chapter 14

Fate is a thing, sometimes it is inexplicable, sometimes it is unspeakable, it all depends on whether it can be adapted to people's wishes.

But fate is determined by God. Most of the time, the thoughts and wishes of ordinary people will be ignored. No matter whether you accept it or not, fate will be forced to you.

The fate between Qiu Yubai and Li Zhen was a coincidence enough, and it was precisely because of the coincidence that the word Tianding was highlighted.

There was no result between him and Lu Jiwen, but in the end the confession was in the hands of Lu Jiwen's cousin.It's just that, at the beginning, he didn't have any plans for this young man who was a round behind him. At that moment, he was still obsessed with the obsession with wanting to see Lu Jiwen again.

At that time, Lu Jiwen didn't have a place for him in his mind at all. This man who gave him his heart ten years ago but failed repeatedly, all he was thinking at that time was another person.

The big boy who came to listen to his lectures when he was free, the big boy who sat in the last row of the lecture theater with one hand resting on his cheek, with pink bubbles in his eyes.

Guo Jianyi.

At this moment, Guo Jianyi is in his class, watching him write on the blackboard for analysis, and listening to him use his magnetic voice, which sounds very thick in an open space, to tell the boring historical knowledge vividly and full of interest.He was so absorbed that he didn't even know he was smiling until the person sitting next to him touched him and burst his pink bubbles.

"Hi." Just to his right, a girl was sitting. The girl was fair and slender. She called him in a very low voice, looked at him with puzzled eyes, and then asked what class he was in.

Guo Jianyi stuck a smile in embarrassment.

"I don't think I've seen you before. Are you from our class?" the girl continued to ask.

Obviously not, definitely not. Although Guo Jianyi is still a college student who has not graduated, he is already 25 years old. If he is studying in an ordinary university instead of the one with the longest academic system in medicine, he is already equivalent to a graduate. A newcomer in the new society for three years, I can only say that he looks deceptive enough, dressed youthfully, and Guo Jianyi, who turned out his high school uniform the year before last and easily sneaked into his alma mater to visit his old class teacher, is now pretending to be a For college students in their early twenties, it's like playing.

So, he didn't say that he wasn't from this school at all, he just said that he was from another department to take a lecture.

The girl squinted her eyes wearing turquoise colored contact lenses, looked at him for two seconds, and then asked a question in a particularly ambiguous tone.

"you……"

For a moment, Guo Jianyi thought that the other party was going to ask him if he was an insider.

But it didn't.

"Are you an 'aluminum powder'?"

"what?"

"It's Teacher Lu's fan club."

"There is such a thing???"

"He's handsome, he's good at class, and of course he has a fan base (??????)??! His fans are said to have spread so far from our department to the mathematics department~!" The girl said very firmly , and at the same time gestured to a girl with dyed light chestnut hair a few rows ahead, "Our 'head' is right there, the fairy in the white dress."

"??? And the leader???"

"That's right, she is the most fascinated by Teacher Lu. She said that the biggest dream in life is that Teacher Lu resigns to open a ramen shop, and then she will be the proprietress. Every day, she cooks noodles in an atmosphere of love and watches through the steam from the pot. The boss is wearing a white apron and chopping green onions next to him..."

Guo Jianyi didn't burst out laughing, it must be because his endurance is strong enough.

These crazy women!Crazy woman! ! !

The inner world laughed and shouted without irony, he tried his best to maintain a normal expression, nodded, and gestured to the other party to listen to the class quietly, and stopped muttering.

Lu Jiwen didn't fail to notice the big boy who was whispering in his class in the distance. Although his eyes were nearsighted, he wasn't so blind that he couldn't recognize the girl next to him. Thinking about it, those two were probably engaged in his fan club "Popular science", he concentrated on attending class.

Yes, Lu Jiwen knows that he has a fan club, and he has also heard some strange rumors. University is not like high school and junior high school. This is a world composed of adults and adults. I am still a student, no matter how mature I am, I still have a kind of innocence that does not deeply understand the dangers of society, but after all, I don't have to care too much about what should and shouldn't be, what can and cannot be done.As a result, he would really receive unspoken glances and explicit confessions. As for the request to add WeChat or something, it was already the minimum "Teacher, I like you".

This kind of feeling is actually a bit scary to say the least. Lu Jiwen has long been used to the feeling of being targeted by young beasts. He has his principles. operating hours.Confessions are absolutely unacceptable, even if it is a blue boy paper who is so cute that people are confused. To put it mildly, he has to be responsible to others. To put it bluntly, he has to consider his own reputation. Look at me Well... If you are willing to send it, then send it, the big deal is to avoid eye contact...

He didn't take these things too seriously, and it was just a joke when he mentioned it, so when the class was over, he met Guo Jianyi in the office as agreed, and was asked gossipingly about "'aluminum powder. 'Has it really spread from the history department to the mathematics department?" He just smiled helplessly and told the other party that it was all children's play, and in the final analysis, there were too few homework.

"Brother, my back feels a little chilled when you say that."

"Will you still respond to 'homework'?" He took out a can of herbal tea from the cardboard box under his desk and handed it to Guo Jianyi, who let the child sit in his office chair.

"As long as you are still in school, you will have both physical and psychological reactions to this word." Guo Jian said firmly, as soon as he sat down firmly, he wanted to get up again, "You should sit here, and someone will come in later and see me so much. It's not good."

"Would it be?" Putting the materials he had just used on the nearby bookshelf, Lu Jiwen looked at him from the side, showing a slightly wicked smile, "But aren't you my 'brother'?"

"No bully like this." Guo Jian beeped a little while looking at the various decorations on the desk in front of him.

It should be said that it is still very neat and refreshing, at least there are no piles here and there.The paper materials are all placed in clips, and the clips are all standing in the file box. Next to them are black pottery pen holders and white porcelain water cups.The computer is spotless, and the wiring is neatly tied together against the corner of the table and extended to the bottom.There are some photos and postcards scattered on the baffle around the desk, which look like travel souvenirs of many historical sites and cultural landscapes. The entire "Founding Ceremony".

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be so naive..." Looking at the painting that couldn't be more serious, Guo Jianyi took another look at the beautiful American casual suit on the other side, and shook his head, "Don't you think you have to sit Do you have to change into a Chinese tunic suit to work here?"

Lv Jiwen almost laughed out loud, picked up the water glass, looked at the few sips of water left in it, walked to the window sill, poured it into the root of a pot of green plants, and explained that this was the first edition The copy of "Founding Ceremony", the second edition, the third edition and the fourth edition are still in his home. It's not that people are so naive, but mainly because of the fact that every painting has to be stitched, repaired and revised along with historical changes. , It can too show that in the face of history, no matter how great a work is, it is like a little girl who can be dressed up by others, with an extremely helpless and weak side.

"This is still well-documented. For things that are older, who knows how many times and how big the changes are. So when it comes to history, three points are true and seven points are false, it all depends on what the narrator says." The side face of the person staring at the picture was so cute, Lu Jiwen helped him open the can of herbal tea and put it on the cork tea coaster at the edge of the picture.

"...Don't talk about anything else, brother, tell me what's going on with those four versions first?" Guo Jianyi was at a loss.

"Hmm..." Lu Jiwen thought for a while, and pointed to the characters on the screen, "The one on the far right of the first page is Gao Gang, after the Gao Rao incident, he was picked out and filled with a big pot of flowers. Later, during the Cultural Revolution, Liu Shaoqi was overthrown, and his position was replaced by Dong Biwu. The third time was at the end of the Cultural Revolution, when Lin Boqu was removed and an anonymous man in military uniform was replaced. It was changed three times, a total of four versions, until 1978 , to return to its original state.”

"Wow..." Guo Jianyi flashed his starry eyes, "Mr. Lu, listening to your words is really better than studying for ten years... Today, I'm making a fuss..."

"Come on." Laughing helplessly, Lu Jiwen stroked the kid's hair, and then sighed softly, "So, sometimes I don't dare to think about it. If I think about it, I don't even know that I am in class every day. , is it talking about the truth, or is it simply an unofficial history that is eight battles away from the truth, or maybe it is simply fabricated by an old friend, and it never existed at all.”

"This part is not your problem. You can only teach the class based on the existing historical materials. If you really want to dig out the truth, you have to leave it to the archaeologists, right? If the archaeological results say that history has to be rewritten, At that time, if you spread your hands and hehe, you won't be able to worry too much, will you?"

Listening to the other party's words, looking at the serious expression on his face, and the eagerness in his eyes to relieve him of responsibility and burden, Lu Jiwen almost felt an impulse from his brain and between his legs at the same time.

This impulse, in short, is - "I want to push you into a chair and kiss you! Do you hear me, push you into a chair and kiss me!!"

Of course, he couldn't do that, even if it was just the two of them in the office.

But kiss, I still have to kiss, Lu Jiwen leaned down with the fastest speed and lightest movement, and put a "boo" on the soft lips that were just trying to persuade him to relax.

The kiss ended soon, but the warm atmosphere between each other could never dissipate so easily. The man pushed the frame of his glasses, and pinched the big boy with the iconic orange-pink highlight on his face as if teasing. His chin gradually revealed a look that was completely opposite to seriousness, rationality, gentleness and elegance in his eyes:

"Go to my house at night and cook for you. Then...don't leave. OK?"

"If you don't leave... are you going to give me some bad knowledge about history?" Guo Jianyi had a premonition.

"Yeah." Lu Jiwen nodded, the more serious his tone, the more sinister he sounded, "Let's start with...the 'love stories' of some of the most famous male favorites and emperors, we can talk and 'practice' at the same time." Activities', a lively night class..."