follow my heart

Chapter 32

In the past few days, Meng Buqing studied hard from dawn to dusk, and recited the few books and handouts in his bag.I had a dream at night. I dreamed that I was late on the day of the exam and ran around in the teaching building but couldn't find the exam room.

In the end, I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely before I sat in the examination room.

When the test paper was handed out, she turned pale, and found that she could only understand the question marks on the test paper.

Then his eyes were darkened, and he wrote and handed in the test paper in a daze.

Walking out of the examination room, I heard that this is an Arabic test.

"..."

Meng Buqing opened his eyes nervously, saw the familiar pillow and quilt, and reacted in a daze for a few seconds before waking up.The soft and bright light of the morning shines into the room through the curtains.

The anxiety in the dream hadn't disappeared, she curled up in the warm quilt and recalled the details.Then he took out his phone from under the pillow and searched for related dream interpretations:

What does it mean to dream of going to the wrong examination room for an exam and not being able to understand the test paper?

Duke of Zhou's dream interpretation: fierce.

With dark circles under her eyes, Meng Buqing walked out unhappily, her shoulders arched.

The footsteps are so heavy that they can't wait to step on the floor.

"What's wrong with you?" Ji Wan laughed when she saw this, "It's like a fighting cock early in the morning."

Meng Buqing: "..."

Meng Buqing raised his eyelids, and said angrily: "I had a nightmare. After checking the dream, Duke Zhou explained that I was very fierce. I must fail the exam. I don't want to live!"

Ji Wan suppressed her smile when she heard the words, took a sip of milk and asked, "What exactly is the dream? I will use the "Book of Changes" to calculate it for you."

Meng Buqing raised his face in surprise.

"Yeah!"

She organized her words and quickly described the dream to her.

Then he cupped his cheeks with his hands, stared eagerly and asked, "Then how do you think this dream should be interpreted?"

Ji Wan lowered her eyes and thought for a few seconds, then said, "You said that you dreamed that you lost your way and couldn't find the examination room, and that the math test turned into an Arabic test, which symbolizes that the mountain is hidden underneath. This dream is called Dishanqian."

"Hmm," Meng Buqing half understood, and asked anxiously, "And then? Is it bad or good?"

I have never heard that "Book of Changes" can be used to interpret dreams.

While thinking in her heart, Ji Wan continued to say: "The six lines of humility are auspicious. It is a rare auspiciousness in the Book of Changes. It indicates that all aspects of you will gradually improve because of humility and hard work."

Meng Buqing's eyes lit up.

Ke shook his head again, and murmured: "But the Zhou Gong interpreting dreams on the Internet said it was a big evil."

Ji Wan took another sip of milk, and said in a firm tone: "Duke Zhou doesn't have the ability to interpret dreams. Zhou Gong's interpretation of dreams is nonsense. "Yi" is in line with heaven and earth, so it can explain the way of heaven and earth. This is comparable to those messy things on the Internet. It's more scientific."

"..."

Her tone was almost like that of a teacher of ancient literature in class.

Meng Buqing believed it immediately, and smiled brightly: "That's really great."

"However, good and bad in the Book of Changes can be transformed into each other." Ji Wan said the first half of the sentence is true, and the second half of the sentence is false, "Your humility is the most taboo of arrogance, so you should pay more attention to it."

Meng Buqing nodded hurriedly.

"Don't be nervous," Ji Wan said with a smile on her face, her voice softened suddenly, "I've worked hard recently, and I'm sure there will be good results. Since there's no class today, let's go do something else and relax."

Meng Buqing nodded: "OK."

—

Ji Wan needed to go to work, so she went out after breakfast.

Meng Buqing was bored at home alone, carrying a schoolbag, and was going to the school library to sit.

Strolling on the road, his eyes quietly glanced at the bushes of similar heights.She was empty, the phone vibrating in her pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Qin Zijin, asking if she was free at noon today.If you are free, come to the Faculty of Letters for a class.

In the past, Meng Buqing would go directly to the Faculty of Arts if he wanted to play chess with her.Some professors are inconvenient to escape from their classes, so they can only hide in the empty classroom next door and play chess.

If there is any trouble like this, Qin Zijin's classmates will send a message to remind her that she can return to her seat immediately.

Meng Buqing was not in the mood to play chess recently and wanted to refuse.

But then I thought about it, I have practiced Go with Ji Wan for so long and I haven't tried to improve it, so I just play chess and change my mind.

She paused and replied: [I'll go there now. ]

I haven't been to the Faculty of Arts for a long time.

The dwarf trees on both sides of the road gradually changed with the temperature, growing many emerald green leaves, and the branches and leaves were dotted with small yellow flowers.Meng Buqing searched for the classroom for a while, and finally arrived by stepping on the bell.

"Here." Qin Zijin extended his arms and beckoned.

Meng Buqing stepped up and walked over, only to find that Cui Youran was sitting beside her.The two of them moved in to make room for an empty seat.

"Why are you here?" Meng Buqing sat down, turned his face, and asked Cui Youran softly, "Aren't you from the Department of Architecture?"

Qin Zijin took out the handout from his bag and said, "Of course I brought it."

Cui Youran smiled and replied: "I have admired Professor Huang's name for a long time, and I want to listen in."

Qin Zijin asked curiously, "What's his name?"

"Hmm..." Cui Youran was vague, pointing to the things on her desk and asking, "Can you lend me your handouts and notes to take some photos?"

Meng Buqing guessed that she came here to collect writing materials when she was free.Most of the contents of these notes and handouts can be seen in her next book.

Can't help but ask curiously: "How did you know each other?"

"The people from their school magazine came to me and said they wanted to interview my supervisor and write an article," Cui Youran said with an embarrassed smile, "I misunderstood, thinking they wanted me to write an article for me..."

Qin Zijin then said: "Then she wrote very well and was recruited. I happen to be her minister."

Meng Buqing nodded upon hearing the words: "Two talented women."

Qin Zijin asked her: "Have you read this issue of the school magazine? The first page is the principal's message, and the next page is her article. It is better than many people in our Chinese department. She is professional and creative with perspectives, I can't believe she is a student of architecture!"

Meng Buqing thought, after all, he is a small author who has published physical books, so it is not normal to be able to publish articles in the school newspaper.

But the words cannot be said.

She smiled: "Kid Yuanyuan is super powerful."

Qin Zijin sneered: "You have to call her Senior Sister."

Cui Youran also smiled and said, "Call me sister from now on."

Meng Buqing: "..."

It seemed that Qin Zijin had already shaken her bottom out.Sister and sister who have been called for a long time, who would have thought that their status is reversed.

—

finish class.

Qin Zijin took them to a hot pot restaurant with a good reputation outside the school for lunch.Cui Youran put down her bag and said before she sat down, "I'm going to wash my hands first. Watch carefully, I'll eat anything."

Meng Buqing: "OK."

Qin Zijin: "Yes."

Wait for her to leave.

Meng Buqing looked down at the menu and asked casually, "You are going to class and she is going to sit in. Why do you still call me? I thought you were asking me to play chess."

"It's because she came that I called you."

"what?"

Qin Zijin picked up the kettle and poured water into her cup: "I tell you, she is not a straight girl, and she is still single. If you like it, you can follow it without worry."

Meng Buqing was stunned again and again: "What?"

"What, what, you didn't strike up a conversation with her before." Qin Zijin poured water for himself with lowered eyes, and said in a nonchalant tone, "It was the time when I asked her for cash in the cafeteria."

Meng Buqing was shocked, recalling the conversation between the two before.She spoke normally, behaved normally, and had never come out of the closet at all.

How did Qin Zijin, a straight girl, directly judge that she is a crooked girl?

Still mistakenly thought that he fell in love with Cui Youran? !

Qin Zijin looked at her expression: "Before I said that two coins are not enough to take the subway, but you said that it is enough to be close to home without changing trains."

Meng Buqing: "Yes! Isn't it enough?"

"Those who buy tickets with small change almost always take the subway occasionally, not on their way home. People like you who take the subway frequently, without a transportation card, will also use mobile phone apps..."

So Qin Zijin asked her if her home was close.

She said it was okay to say something back.

This sentence, in Qin Zijin's ears, is equivalent to acquiescing that asking for change is to strike up a conversation.If you don't like it, why would you strike up a conversation and play games with her for so long.

But seeing Meng Buqing's reaction was not good, Qin Zijin immediately stopped saying: "Oh, that's my misunderstanding."

Tsk, troublesome deep cabinet.

"..."

Meng Buqing remained silent.

"Cui Youran and her friends have all come out of the closet, I thought you could try it." Qin Zijin ticked off what he wanted to eat on the menu, and said casually, "I missed it, it seems that I have to give it to you again." She is a different beauty."

Meng Buqing couldn't help asking: "Why did you want to give her a blind date?"

"She mentioned it herself," Qin Zijin said helplessly, "She said that if we want to exploit her, we must at least find her a girlfriend first."

Meng Buqing was stunned again: "That's all she did, did she just come out to you?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? If you can't openly disclose your sexual orientation in college, it would be a bit wronged." Qin Zijin said calmly, "We worked so hard to get into a prestigious school, isn't it just for the enjoyment? to the most correct enlightened education.”

"..."

Meng Buqing moved his lips, but stopped talking.She hid it carefully not because she was afraid of being discriminated against.

Probably more afraid of the reverse.

After coming out of the closet, it is easy for girls to misunderstand if they say that they love each other without emotion.She dared not, and did not want to break their hearts.

Qin Zijin raised his head and glanced at her. From her expression, he could probably read something.

Can't help but smile meaningfully.

Cui Youran will be back soon.

Before she sat down, Qin Zijin pushed the menu over: "Look at what you want to eat, and by the way, list the conditions of your ideal partner, let alone a normal person. The more vague the conditions mentioned, the lower the probability of finding destiny. "

Cui Youran let out an innocent "ah", and said seriously: "But I really didn't ask... Oh, the only one, the age must be older than me, the bigger the better."

Meng Buqing quietly lowered his head and rubbed the center of his brows, laughing at her strange hobby.

Is this person a senior citizen? ? ?

Qin Zijin's face was filled with the calmness of seeing the big world: "You said it earlier, I'll go and find you some Ph.D. students, the kind that have been studying for several years and have been delayed?"

"Yes, yes!" Cui Youran's eyes lit up, "Maybe I can help her write a thesis!"

"..."

Meng Buqing raised his face when he heard the words, and asked tentatively, "Can I see?"

"No way!" Cui Youran's eyes became vigilant, and she said cautiously and fearfully, "I really can't accept Nianxia."

From her expression, Meng Buqing could easily read the familiar tension of fearing that the other party would suddenly like her and mess up all existing comfortable relationships.

——Completely like-minded people.

Meng Buqing immediately bent his eyes and laughed: "It's nonsense, don't take it seriously. I am a standard straight girl."

"..."

—

After dinner, Meng Buqing left with them.Suddenly I remembered that in an alley nearby, there was a time-honored shop specializing in rice wine.

It was still early anyway, so she made a detour to buy wine.

Turning into the quaint alley, I saw a lot of new shops, and there was a sign next to the low-key bar sign: Imported cigarettes, 15 meters to the left.

Meng Buqing had never smoked.

Outside, occasionally someone would pass her a cigarette, and she felt a little timid to say that she would not smoke, so she always said with a sullen face: Quit.

Everyone thought she was a smoker.

Generally, they will still insist on giving her a cigarette and let her hold it in her hand, and they will not force her to smoke.

Her mind moved slightly, but she couldn't tell whether it was curiosity or interest.

Turning left for ten seconds, I saw the facade of a low-key grocery store with various models of cigarettes on the counter.Seeing someone coming, the boss raised his eyelids and asked, "What do you want?"

With a stable expression, Meng Buqing asked in a normal tone: "Do you have Marlboro Double Explosion Beads?"

"Only single pop beads, mint ones."

"Take a pack." Meng Buqing thought for a while, "Are there lighters for sale? The most common ones."

With these words, people immediately knew that she didn't smoke very much.

The boss glanced at her, and when he was taking the cigarettes, he took out a red plastic lighter from the drawer and said, "Here you are."

The phone number and address of the store are printed on it.Meng Buqing accepted the promotional material, thanked her and left.

He had a cigarette lighter in his pocket and two large bottles of rice wine in his hand.

She went home by bus.

It's too early.

Meng Buqing looked at the porch, and sure enough Ji Wan hadn't come back yet.After changing her shoes, she hurriedly put the rice wine into the freezer of the refrigerator.

Go sit down in the living room.

She took out the cigarettes in her pocket, like a child getting candy, looking over and over again to observe the pattern on the package.At home, I finally don't have to pretend to be mature enough to dismiss cigarettes.

Remove the covering from the casing.

Meng Buqing held the familiar slender body of the cigarette for a while, imitating others immaturely, holding the cigarette in his mouth, and lighting it.

Meng Buqing took a puff cautiously, and coughed in the next second.

She didn't feel anything special.

He couldn't help but frowned, put it to his lips and continued to inhale gently, still choked... Tried a few times without giving up, almost made his throat hoarse.

Meng Buqing didn't know that was the case with cigarettes.

She felt cheated.

He glanced around for no ashtrays, and then pressed the cigarette butt on the coke can next to him to extinguish the fire.Pulled out a few paper towels, wrapped the cigarettes and threw them into the trash can.Then wiped the undrinked can of Coke.

Fortunately, she had never actually smoked a cigarette before taking it from others.Otherwise, he would cough violently after taking a puff, and where would he save his face.

Meng Buqing was full of luck, secretly remembering that he could not touch cigarettes.

She heard the key turn.

"Why does it smell like cigarettes?" Ji Wan entered the door, still standing at the entrance changing shoes, "Is anyone smoking?"

Meng Buqing hurried over and opened the window to the maximum: "No, five-spice pig's trotters are being stewed in the kitchen."

"Oh." Ji Wan could only smell a suspicious smell at first, mixed with the faint sandalwood aroma of fireless incense, so she took off her coat and hung it up.

She went into the living room.

Suddenly seeing the box of cigarettes on the coffee table, Meng Buqing hadn't had time to hide the cigarettes.

Ji Wan stood still, her eyes fixed on the cigarette: "I told you in the morning to let you relax a little bit, do you just relax by smoking?"

Meng Buqing explained subconsciously: "I didn't smoke."

Ji Wan frowned slightly, and looked up at her expression.

"..."

The pack of cigarettes was disassembled, and there was a lighter beside it, and even a Coke can that had been burned by cigarette butts.Seeing this, no one would believe her weak defense.

Ji Wan took a few steps forward, leaned close to her, and suddenly grabbed her right hand.Meng Buqing was slightly startled, not knowing what she wanted to do.

She let her hold him in a daze.

Ji Wan raised her hand, lowered her head, and lightly sniffed her slender and fair fingertips.Obvious cigarette smell.

He stared at her faintly and asked, "Haven't you smoked yet?"

"..."

Meng Buqing withdrew his hand and unconsciously carried it behind his back.

My heart beat wildly.I felt that the movement of her sniffing her fingers just now was full of indescribable ambiguity.

"Is it easy to smoke?" Ji Wan picked up the pack of cigarettes on the coffee table, her tone calm.

But it made people feel that she was in a bad mood.

"I……"

Meng Buqing was a little afraid to answer.She opened her mouth, her eyes met, and both of them seemed to have something to say.

There was a moment of silence.

"Did someone come? Your friend left it for you?" Ji Wan asked speculatively.

"No...no, I bought it myself, just curious to try."

Meng Buqing had to admit it.

She felt guilty of being caught for making a mistake, so she couldn't help but quickly changed the subject: "I went to dinner with Cui Youran today, and I realized that she has long since come out to everyone around her. Do you know what it means to come out?"

Meng Buqing said casually, but finally touched this temptation.Knowing that she is very knowledgeable, she must have heard of it.

Her eyes were clear, and she stared at Ji Wan's expression carefully.

Never miss the slightest reaction.

"Tell others that you like the same sex," Ji Wan said, "Is that what you mean?"

She didn't even raise her eyebrows.

Meng Buqing was secretly disappointed, so he had to change his words and continue to ask: "Then what do you think of Cui Youran?"

"..."

Ji Wan didn't speak.

I could see the tension hidden in the little girl's eyes.What are you nervous about?Is she afraid of being denied by her false elder status?

At this moment, Meng Buqing's words could easily be interpreted as another meaning.

What do you think of Cui Youran?

Ji Wan never spoke.

She lowered her eyes, picked up the pack of cigarettes again, and said, "Curious to try it? How do you feel after trying it?"

"..."

Seeing that she didn't answer, Ji Wan glanced at her.

Gently pinching the cigarette case and shaking out a cigarette, the skillful movements were completely different from Meng Buqing's clumsiness.

The cigarette was held between her slender fingertips.

She pursed her lips together, the light from the lighter illuminated her eyebrows and eyes, then darkened again.A faint smoke came out of her nostrils, drifting from her soft and beautiful face to the side of her temples and gradually dissipating.

The beauty of this scene made Meng Buqing dumbfounded.She didn't even dare to speak.

There was a crisp smell of mint and cigarettes in the air.

The sky outside darkened in a blink of an eye.

Ji Wan got up and walked to the balcony, a faint shadow shrouded her beautiful face.She stood by the window, her long eyelashes drooping, and she wrapped her arms around her and smoked the cigarette quietly.

Then he said, "It's not easy to smoke."

"..."

She looked up at Meng Buqing, and said lightly, "Don't smoke in the future."

The author has something to say:

Although there are less than [-] comments in the last chapter, I feel that you have tried your best

I'll do my best too!

PS I think the picture of smoking is beautiful because of my good writing skills (doubt here) and Ji Wan’s own charm (judgment) Don’t mess with me! (emphasize)